The results are in!

The two groups, male and female, stood apart but facing each other. Eyeing off their competition.

“We’re here,” Arakaya declared when no one seemed to want to be the first one to talk. “How do we do this?”

The braggart was the one to talk for the boy’s team. “We’ll face off in pairs. Best two out of three wins.”

Each side quickly huddled up to determine who would go where in the order. Zahra was the weakest skier for the girls so would go first. She was proficient enough to get around as someone who worked on a ski field should be but she’d never done it long enough to be considered fast. Solid and dependable was her ability. Second would be Jamie, a qualified instructor, she was a talented skier and could put on some serious pace if it called for it. Last would be Arakaya, an unknown quality to the two other women.

Zahra took up the starters position next to the one called Keith. His friend called, “ready… Set… Go!” and they took off racing. Well, Keith did in any case. The snow where they’d decided to start from was fresh and powdery. Zahra found it hard to really stamp her way to the surface and get moving. The stronger male was able to muscle his way to the top and already had a lead of 30 metres by the time Zahra had started moving.

Both teams whooped and shouted encouragement as Zahra and Keith headed away. High up on the mountain they were able to watch the two competitors as they made their way to the agreed finishing line. Arakaya watched anxiously as Zahra was slowly left further and further behind. By the halfway point it was obvious she was going to lose and the boys would go one-nil up.

As the first two raced; Jamie and Preston, as they found out, began next. Here was a much more even contest of skill. Jamie, with all her years of experience, was able to establish a small lead on her rival through the beginning soft, flat section and as they crested the lip and headed off down the mountain proper, she maintained her speed and advantage pulling slowly into a bigger lead. Arakaya mentally scored it as a win for her team. They were tied, one apiece.

“Looks like it's up to you and me now, Sugar,” the man Arakaya was coming to loathe told her.

He introduced himself as Chester Chesterfield the Fourth. His family had come to America on the Mayflower and been here ever since. Arakaya didn’t know if that was an accomplishment or not. She just thought he had a stupid sounding name. A stupid name for a stupid person!

Harry introduced herself. “Arakaya Yesskermesova. Three-time national women’s downhill champion and alternate for the Kazakhstan Winter Olympic team,” she recited with a take no prisoners look upon her face.

Chester’s eyes widened at what he was up against. “Ok,” his voice quavered. “On the count of Three.”

“One.”

Chester shot off, cheating at the very start to give himself an unfair advantage. Arakaya watched him and remained motionless for a minute. She would give him a head start to make it interesting. Slowing putting her gloves back on, she checked the bindings on her skis and then snapped the visor down over her helmet. Chester was just disappearing briefly out of sight at the end of the flat ground as Arakaya finally kicked off.

Chester had more than a 200-metre head start through the first length of powder. Arakaya took it easy. She loved skiing with all her heart and it felt so good to be out in the cold. For the first time since coming to America and being unable to find Hilde, she felt relaxed and perfectly content. In the space of the next 200, Harry had caught him. Slowing herself down considerably she glided in beside him and matched his pace evenly. Chester’s face went white in shock at being caught so easily. They slid together through a small gully before coming to the next steep downhill section. Just before the edge, Harry bent at the hips and knees and come into a perfect downhill position. It was like finding another gear in a car. She shot instantly away from Chester, her poles tucked horizontally into her armpits. They never touched the ground again the entire way down.

At the bottom of the mountain, Arakaya came to a sliding sideways stop. It took her close to three hundred metres to pull up and take her speed off. With just a little bit more room she might have caught Preston from the men’s team with half a mountain head start. Jamie and Zahra came jumping into Harry’s arms at the incredible display they'd watched. The three girls celebrating their victory, leaping up and down in a spinning circle as they hollered at the world.

"Holy shit Harry! You are incredible. I've never seen someone that fast," Jamie gushed.

An embarrassing amount of time later Chester arrived looking crestfallen and defeated. He’d been whipped like a government mule.

“Now tell me what you know about Hilde!” Harry demanded of him before he even stopped moving.

He huffed once and gave up. “Look, I don’t know where she’s staying but I have a contact number for her back in my luggage. It was being taken back to my chalet and will be there.”

Arakaya was giddy with excitement. She finally had a real lead for her penfriend. “What was happening with her father?” Harry pressed him.

“Her Dad was arrested for running a Ponzi scheme, insider trading and money laundering. He’s being held at a Federal Corrections Complex. You should know that all the Swanson’s money has been taken away from them so I’m not sure how much longer Hilde will be in Aspen for honestly.”

“Oh no!” Arakaya was instantly distraught. What must she be going through right now? It made her distress at not being picked up at the airport seem silly in comparison. Jamie lay a hand on Harry’s back and rubbed her comfortingly. Zahra wishing that she’d thought of doing that first.

Between the six of them, they all made plans for what to do next. Zahra, unfortunately, had to get back to work but suggested the girls meet up later that night for drinks at one of the bars to celebrate their win or comfort Harry if needs me. The two boys, Keith and Preston, were a little embarrassed and humiliated at losing. They were annoyed at Chester and drifted off on their own to continue skiing for the rest of the day. That just left Arakaya and Jamie to go back to Chester’s chalet to get the number she needed for Hilde.

After returning their gear, Chester flagged a taxi for them and gave the driver an address to go to. He sat in the front thankfully as Harry didn’t much like the thought of having to sit next to him in the back.

One the drive over Jamie received a call from her boyfriend Max, he’d finished his shift at the airport bar and was on his way to his other job.

“How’s it going with Harry? Any luck?” Max asked.

“It’s good. We’re on our way to get her phone number now,” Jamie told him.

“That’s fantastic!” he was thrilled for them. “What are you doing tonight?”

“We might catch up with Zahra but what time do you finish?” she asked.

“I’m not working the evening shift now so I’ll be done at five.”

“We could meet you in the hotel bar when you're done and discuss plans for the night then?” Jamie suggested.

“That sounds great. Well, I better start work or I won't be able to finish in time. I love you,” Max said.

“Love you too,” Jamie told him back.

Arakaya had been listening in and thought they sounded like such an adorable couple together. She felt so special to be included in their life last night.

The building they came to was one of the most exclusive rentals in all of Aspen. Booked out solidly year on year, Chester’s family had a standing reservation for a month every winter. Inside it was hot and toasty. Arakaya and Jamie able to get out of their thick outer layers, leaving them hung up by the door to dry off.

Walking through the living room, Arakaya was taken away by the beauty of the place. It was absolutely breathtaking to her. The entire place immaculately decorated with a stunning view of the mountain range through the front windows. It was a real money-can’t-buy piece of property.

“It’s in here,” Chester said. No one was home and he led the two girls to a master bedroom up on the second floor.

On the bed was a small designer travel bag. Harry was again looking out the windows so only caught out of the corner of her eyes that when Chester opened the top of the bag, some long, black and covered in straps fell out of a pocket and dropped on the floor. He kicked it under the bed but not fast enough for Jamie to see what it was.

“What was that?” she demanded. Jamie knew what it was but couldn’t believe her eyes. That was something women used on each other.

“Nothing!” Chester was looking decidedly uncomfortable. “It’s here,” he said as he pulled a personal organiser out of his bag and started to flick through the pages.

Arakaya came to stand beside the bed. Ready to hear the number for Hilde.

“Shit. It’s not here. I thought I had it,” Chester acted then. “So, ahh, anyway. Seeing as you two girls are here, why don’t we…”

“What? That’s not good enough!” Arakaya yelled. She was sick to **** of him and his games. She’d been messed about enough and wasn’t going to take it. Her vision closed in and she saw red.

“Uh-ah! I’ve got a boyfriend. I’m not touching you,” Jamie declared stepping back towards the door.

Harry rounded on Chester. “You wanted to fuck us if you lost…” She dropped to her knees and pulled out what Chester had tried to hide under the bed. It was a big black strap-on dildo. “Well, we won and you don’t have what we want so I’m going to fuck you with this instead!”

“Yeah! Fuck him in the arse!” Jamie hooted. Moving back into the room to see this.

“No way! That’s for chicks,” Chester protested.

Harry slapped Chester hard across the mouth. He staggered away sharply. A perfect outline of Harry's palm turning red on his face. Eastern European women are known for their fiery temper and Arakaya was no exception.

“Shut up and bend over,” she demanded.

Jamie helped Harry to get the big fake cock on and sinched uptight as Chester had **** but to drop his trousers and get ready to received what was coming to him. He was standing with his chest bent over, forearms resting on the bed as Arakaya stepped in behind him, cock swinging menacingly.

“What, no lube?” Jamie asked giggling. She was enjoying the panic and fear on Chester’s face now.

“There’s lube!” Chester wept as he searched frantically in his bag for it.

He handed a small bottle of clear fluid to Jamie who took it and squirted it onto the strap on. The Canadian using her hand to stroke the slippery liquid along the length of the shaft.

“Don’t hurt me!” Chester begged as Harry pressed the tip against his asshole and started to **** it inside him.

Jamie watched avidly. She could see that despite his supposed ****, Chester was hard as a rock as Harry started to thrust the dildo inside him. He grunted in what could be pain but Harry was no more than an inch and a half inside Chester when his moans turned to groans. Jamie watched as his cock started to twitch up and he began to cum all over the bedspread in front of him. Harry not having time to even get close to halfway inside Chester before he was orgasming in a mess everywhere.

“That’s disgusting,” Arakaya said in a disapproving sneer.

“Your gross,” Jamie agreed. “Let’s get out of here and leave this sicko alone.”

With gladness, Harry pulled the strap-on back out of Chester and pushed him roughly forward into his own secretions. Jamie helped her to undo the buckles and the two of them left as quickly as they could. Chester still lying where they left him.

{Author’s Note: Couple of notes this time. First off, incredible work by everyone with the suggestions! So many great ideas to work with. I had to cut the chapter off at a certain point or it would have gone on forever. I'll keep everything you said in mind when it comes to the evening in Aspen.

Speaking of chapter length, I was have a discussion with another writer on here who suggested my chapters might be too long and I could be missing out on likes due to the attention span of reader not being able to concentrate through big walls of text. This chapter was just a touch over 2000 words for instance. Would you all prefer shorter punchier chapters, ones around the same length as they are now or should I even push it out further?

As always thank you so much for your likes and ideas. Keep the incredible suggestions coming! I have a feeling whatever happens next in the story is going to be so exciting.

Dacia xoxo}