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 {ASSM} {ASS} REV Helicopter Crash 1 <*> {Ho Masubi} (MF rom cons) A girl
power story; girl power stories are stories with consent and romance where
everyone has power and enjoys sex but no one becomes pregnant or is raped,
assaulted, tortured or murdered.  All warnings are at the end of the story.
Read them if you have any doubts.

   HELICOPTER CRASH

   The limousine pulled up in front of Teton Mountain Lodge in Jackson
Hole. Christy didn't wait for the chauffeur to open the door.  She jumped
out and headed for the restaurant letting lesser mortals handle bags and
registration.  She talked to Gina on the cell phone and knew she waited at
their favorite table.  Tall and blond with a perfect face she looked like
the all-American girl.  At 35 she still thought of herself as the most
beautiful woman in the world.  In truth others surpassed her but she still
possessed supermodel status.

   Christy walked through the empty lobby heading for the restaurant.  She
remembered the storms made it almost impossible to get here.  The lack of
people brightened her mood.

   Gina got up and exchanged kisses.

   Christy noted that Gina looked happy.  She thought her excitement came
from the success of her latest movie.  The movie set box office records,
and people talked about Gina getting another Academy Award.  "Before I say
anything I want to congratulate you on your picture.  I saw it at the New
York premier and it's your best by far."

   "Gina blushed and said, "Thank you dear; your praise means more to me
then anyone else's."

   When they sat down the waiter hurried over with the bottle of Christy's
favorite Champaign.  Christy couldn't believe the waiter stupidity.  He
knew her, and he should've known she never drinks before she goes skiing.
"Champaign; what's the matter with you?  We're going skiing.  What you want
me to do get drunk, and crash into a mountain."

   "I'm sorry madam but I thought with the storms and all you'd wait."

   "Now you're making me angry.  Bring me a Caesar salad and a glass of
sparkling Kiwi Mango juce."

   "Yes madam, of course."

   "Christy, what's wrong; another fight with Billy?"

   "Gina, I never meet anyone nice but you find them all the time?"

   "I look for someone who I'll like instead of being part of a famous
couple.  Most women like arrogant guys or successful guys, or famous guys,
usually all three.  Maybe I'm weird, but most arrogant guys turn out to be
jerks."

   "Billy's a complete slob.  He's dirty and messy, and his drinking is
getting worse.  In public he acts nice but at home he's a prick.  I thought
an affair might help but it turned out to be a one-night stand.  The guy
fucked the shit out at me and after he came he rolled over and fell asleep.
It always happens.  I know I'm beautiful but that can't be the reason they
come so fast and fall asleep."

   "Famous guys think only of themselves because they always can find a new
girl any time they want.  Why don't you swear off famous guys for a while?"


   "Why shouldn't I go for someone famous, they can't all be jerks?"

   Gina shook her head.  "The storms kept everyone away" "With no fans to
bother us we'll have the slopes all to ourselves."

   Christy called the waiter over.  "Tell them to warm up the helicopter.
We leave in half an hour." Christy smiled and said, "I booked the
helicopter for Tomahawk Peak."

   Gina said, "It's my favorite run." "I know.  Who loves you girl?"

   They stood and Gina gave Christy a kiss on the cheek and said, "We're
not going to waste this trip on men.  We'll ski from morning till night."

   Christy looked up to see the waiter standing before her, he looked
worried.  "I'm sorry, but because of the weather they canceled all
flights."

   Christy said, "All flights but mine.  Gina let's go upstairs and get
ready to go and when we come down I'll just beat the manager into letting
us go."

   ________________

   Christy felt impatient waiting in the lobby for Gina.  She hated waiting
for anyone.  She saw the helicopter warming up and thought they changed
their minds about the storm.

   Soon Gina joined her in the lobby.  They went outside and headed for the
helicopter.  Christy wondered why they ignored her.  She banged on the
front passenger side door of the helicopter.

   A teenage boy; around 15 opened the door.  The boy looked stunning; his
curly blond hair, intense blue eyes, and tan skin complemented his classic
features.

   "Let us in we're flying up to Tomahawk Peak."

   "Listen lady we're flying equipment down to the valley.  I don't know
where you think you're going."

   Christy fell furious at the insult, "Open the side door, Goddamn it. 
Can't you see we're famous?"

   The pilot told a boy to slide the door open.

   When the boy slid open the door Christy could see the boy was at least 6
feet tall and thin.  She noticed the bulge in his tight jeans.  Christy
wanted to say something.  "Stop staring at me and help us into the
helicopter."

   "You got delusions of grandeur lady you're the one who's staring at my
crotch."

   Christy felt angry but couldn't think of anything to say.  She let him
help her and Gina into the helicopter.  Then she pushed her way up-front
and told the pilot to use the radio to contact the lodge.  She spoke to the
manager.  She knew the owner of the resort, and the manager ordered the
pilot to take the women up the mountain.

   The boy told Christy about the danger.  "It may seem nice down here but
there's a major storm on top of the mountains.

   Gina said, "Maybe we shouldn't go."

   "Gina they're trying to scare us because they're too lazy to fly."

   The boy said, "With that kind of thinking you aren't going to live very
long."

   Christy had it with the boy.  Who did he think he is anyway?  "Maybe
something will happen to you or the pilot but Gina and I are too rich to
die.  Now load our equipment in the back of the helicopter and when you're
finished stay there."

   The pilot and the boy loaded the equipment through the backdoor. 
Christy felt happy the boy finally shut up and sat in the back away from
her.

   The helicopter took off into the clear quiet air.  About halfway up the
mountain, Gina said she wanted to sit up-front with the pilot so she could
get a better view of the mountain.

   Christy felt a little upset out because Gina left her.  Christy felt
bored so she looked in the back of the helicopter.  She couldn't help
checking the boy out.  Christy thought that he could make money as a model
if he wanted.  She thought about herself at 15.  Then she looked at his
crotch and when she looked up she saw the boy grinning.  Christy turned
away blushing.  Supermodels shouldn't blush because of a 15-year old.

   The winds picked up once they gained altitude.  The wind started to push
the helicopter around; everything got dark.  The sound of the wind made it
hard to hear but Christy heard the pilot say something about black out as
he franticly fought the controls.  The helicopter seemed a like a toy being
thrown around by a child.  A large rock slammed into the front of the
helicopter wreaking the inside.  The helicopter hung there for second and
then a sickening fall.

   Christy looked up, and saw the boy on top of her.  She pushed the boy
off, fearing his motives.  The she realized the boy must've pulled her out
of the helicopter.  The blizzard raged.  She saw the tangled wreck about 15
feet away on the edge of a cliff.

   He helped her up.  The snow blew all around.  The wind made him yell. 
"Are you all right lady?"

   "Fine I think, a few bruises, but I'm ok."

   "Good help me get your friend and the pilot out.  Come on."

   "You're crazy.  I'm not going back in the helicopter its going to fall
off the cliff any second."

   "So what are you going to do, let your friend die?"

   Christy sank to her knees; her fear prevented her from moving.  She
looked up pleading with her eyes for his understanding.  He looked
disgusted, shook his head and headed to the helicopter.

   She stood up.  She knew she should help so she walked towards the
helicopter.  She saw the boy furiously throwing supplies out of the back
and pulled them to a spot safe from the wind.

   Finally he came out of the helicopter laden down with a survival kit,
skis and a bunch of other equipment.  He fell down under the weight.  She
helped him up and helped him take the supplies to the spot she set up. 
"What about Gina"

   "Both she and the pilot are dead."

   Christy couldn't help feeling relieved because no one could blame her
for not going back into the helicopter to get Gina.  Gina died, but she
lived and she felt happy and grateful.

   When she saw the helicopter starting to slip down the cliff she ran
forward.  She saw the helicopter hit an outcropping of rocks and break into
a million pieces as it fell out of sight.  She burst into tears.  Then she
realized she stood on the edge of the cliff with the boy holding her coat
preventing her from falling.  He pulled her back from the brink.

   The boy shouted they needed to find shelter if they wanted to survive.
She picked up a few things and followed him to a rock outcropping.  He told
her to wait.  He moved along the edge of the rocks and disappeared from
sight.  She feared he left her but he returned and told her he found a
cave.

   The cave looked more like a crack in the rocks but it would give them
shelter.  They dropped off the supplies and headed back for more.  After
several trips Christy arrived at the equipment when the blizzard turned to
flurries.  As she sorted through the equipment she found her skis and
poles.

   Christy finished putting on her skis when the boy returned.

   He said, "It's harder to carry things on skis."

   She said, "I'm not carrying anymore equipment; I'm getting out of here.
I'm going to ski down the mountain.  You should too."

   "You'll never make it; it's just a lull in the storm.  When it comes
back you'll be lost."

   "I know how to ski downhill."

   "This isn't Tomahawk.  You can't ski off of this part of the mountain.
We need to stick together.  If you leave now I'm going to have to come
after you and save you."

   She stopped listening and pushed off downhill.  As he faded from sight
she briefly wondered if he had skis.

   Christy hit a patch of ice, and took off like a shot.  She tried to use
the edges of her skis on ice to slow down but the ice proved too hard.  She
saw some snow and managed to ski off the ice.  She felt relieved at first
as she plowed through the powder.  Then she fell straight down through the
snow until the snow packed up under her skis and slowed her to a stop.

   Suspended in the snow she couldn't find anything to hold on to or see.
She felt lost in freezing space.  She cleared an area around her face so
she could breathe but couldn't think of anything else to do.  Time seemed
to stop.  Then the air became stale and she felt cold and expected to die.

   She passed out for a moment and the next thing she knew someone grabbed
her boobs and a rope wrapped around her.  She felt someone kick off her
skis.  Then the rope tightened and slowly pulled her upward.  When she
reached the surface she saw the boy pulling.  She pulled on her end making
his job easier.  Once she reached solid ground she saw the blizzard's
return.

   The boy helped her up and said, "It's the second time I saved you, but
it's not the last."

   "Why did you come after me?"

   "Up here in the mountains people stick together."

   "Flatlanders act foolish when they get up in the mountains.  At this
elevation you people can't think straight.  Still you're pretty dumb even
for a flatlander."

   Before she could respond he turned and walked away.  She quickly caught
up with him but the blizzard increased and she couldn't open her mouth. 
She felt freezing and she knew she needed to warm up fast.  The blizzard
increased and she struggled to keep up.  The boy knew and took her hand and
led her through the snow.  The snow increased and became a whiteout.  She
wondered why they called it a white out when everything was so dark.  She
thought that it should be called a blackout.  She wondered how the boy was
able to lead them through the snow when she couldn't see anything.

   Once in the cave the boy sealed off the entrance.  He turned on an
electric lantern he salvaged from the helicopter.  "I went through
everything but I couldn't find a working radio.  Did you bring your cell
phone?"

   Christy felt foolish.  "I left it back in my room when I went up to
change.  I wanted to forget about everything but skiing.  What about the
pilot or Gina." "They're tangled up in the wreckage and I couldn't get
close." She briefly thought about poor Gina.

   Then she looked around.  The boy lined the cave with blankets and in the
middle lay one large sleeping bag.  Christy thought, I hope the kid doesn't
think he's going to sleep with me.

   He seemed to hear her thoughts and said, "Okay lady take off your
clothes and get in the sleeping bag."

   "I will not, you little pervert." "Listen lady.  I'm not interested in a
washed up 35-yearold."

   "I'm not washed up I billed more money this year than ever before."

   "Doing what, Depends commercials?"

   He caught her off guard and she said nothing.  "I couldn't care less
what you look like.  We must to huddle close together to survive the night.
You're shaking like a leaf and it looks like you have the beginnings of
hypothermia."

   She thought he's right.  She remembered learning about survival in the
mountains and knew the importance of shared warmth.  It sounded sexy at the
time but she usually thought about huddling next to someone like Sean
Connery not a boy.  .

   She turned her back to the boy and took off her clothes.  She started to
get into the sleeping bag and then turned around expecting to see the boy
staring at her.  When she saw the boy facing the wall Christy felt confused
and said, you can look now if you want."

   "I'll wait."

   "What's the matter with you?  Do you think I'm that old and ugly?"

   "I'm sure you're very pretty.  I don't mind you're successful or famous
but I can't stand arrogant girls who go round acting like pricks.

   Christy realized she thought the same things about her husband.  It
drove her crazy this kid wouldn't look at her.  She was every teenage boy's
dream.  "Haven't you seen my pictures before?"

   "I don't get to look at catalogs much."

   "Catalogs, I don't' do catalogs, I do Playboy and the swimsuit issue of
Sports Illustrated."

   "What ever lady I'm not interested.  Just turn around and get into the
sleeping bag so I can get in too."

   "No I won't.  I am going to stay right here completely nude until you
look at me."

   "But lady."

   "I don't care if I freeze to death.  One thing models can do is stand
around in the cold without any clothes on.  You have been putting me down
all day and I want to watch your eyes when you look at me."

   He gave a shrug and turned around.

   She could see the look on his face and knew he found her pretty.  Ok now
take off your clothes and let me see you.  The boy took off his clothes. 
She couldn't help staring.  She watched him strip but when he got is
underpants off she felt disappointed.  "What's wrong with your penis?"

   "It works fine lady as if it's any of your business."

   "How come you're not hard don't you think I'm sexy." "It's cold as hell
lady.  What do you expect?"

   Christy turned away and buried her face in the blankets.  She started to
cry.  This was the final insult.  She may be pretty, but she wasn't sexy
anymore.  Then the whole day got to her.  Gina's death finally hit her. 
She realized only a monster felt relieved at a friend's death.  She hated
herself for being an arrogant uncaring ugly bitch.  She wished she died
instead of Gina.

   She felt him hold her kissing her on her neck and shoulders.  Don't cry
it's ok.  Come on turnaround, let me hold you."

   "I'm not going to turn around if you're not excited over me."

   "What do you mean lady?"

   "You know what I mean.  And don't call me lady; it makes me feel old."

   "Ok if it's important to you." He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her
toward him.  When he pulled her butt up against his penis she felt his
erection.

   "That's better.  You're finally showing me the respect I deserve."

   She turned around.  "Ok well if we're going to spend the night together
we should get acquainted.

   The boy grabbed her hand and started shaking it.  "My name is Toby Bowen
and I'm from the mountains."

   Christy thought the whole thing seemed funny some how.  "My name is
Christy Baker, and I'm a famous model."

   Toby said, "Nice to meet you."

   And Christy said, "Nice to meet you."

   He gave her a kiss.  She opened her mouth and invited his tongue into
her.  He pushed his tongue in exploring her mouth."

   Then Christy broke the kiss.  "You've treated me mean all day.  You
called me names and accused me of doing commercials for old-people's
diapers."

   "You insulted me first."

   "Did not."

   "Did too"

   They both started to laugh.

   "You shouldn't fight back I'm a star."

   "You need someone to put you in your place no wonder you aren't getting
any"

   "What you mean by that."

   "I have seen your infomercials and besides being beautiful what makes
you so appealing, look like you're not getting any."

   "You can see it written all over me, can't you?"

   "I'm sure that songwriter you married to only cares about himself."

   She put her head on his chest and snuggled into him.  "It's like you
know all about me."

   She slid her leg over him.  She felt his erect penis and she started
rubbing it with her leg.  She said, "I'll probably end up in jail for this
but I don't care."

   "Those laws don't apply in the mountains.  We all take care of each
other."

   "You mean you already made love to a woman"

   "It's the only way we can keep warm.  I made love and had sex with both
girls and women, including my aunt.  Every winter she spends 6 months all
alone up in the mountains working at satellite control center.  She says
she would go crazy if I didn't visit her and give her a good screwing now
and again."

   "What I wouldn't give for a good screwing."

   "If you trade in your famous friends for nice ones you'll get some nice
lovers too."

   My friends act selfish and I'm miserable."

   Toby kissed her.  He explored her mouth and found her tongue.  He
started playing with her tongue and she responded.  He reached up and took
Christy's hands and placed them on his butt.  Then he started squeezing her
hands.  Christy got the idea, and she started exploring his body.  Then
Toby gently fondled her breasts.  He continued to kiss her and they kept
exploring each other's body.  Toby broke the kiss and started kissing
Christy all over her face.  Christy kissed him back feeling confident
enough to show her love to this beautiful boy.  Toby gently rubbed his
prick along her slit.  Every time he hit her clit she stiffened with
pleasure.  They both kept rubbing against each other.  Sometimes Toby's
penis caught at the entrance to Christy's vagina.  They kept sliding back
and forth against each other, and then he just slipped inside of her. 
Christy couldn't believe how good it felt being penetrated like this: they
flowed together.

   Toby gently fucked Christy while continuing to kiss her.  Christy
couldn't believe how strong and gentle he was.  She wished this could go on
forever.  She could feel Toby getting more and more excited.  He started
fucking her faster and faster.  She could tell he lost control.  She held
him as he emptied himself into her.  "Oh God Oh God Christy I love you. 
I'm coming.  I'm coming.  He continued to pump and she squeezed his prick
with her pussy.  She felt wonderful when he came in her.

   Then it ended without her coming.  She felt betrayed.  All men are the
same.  She felt screwed like she did when the drunken songwriter she called
husband fucked her.  She pushed him out of her and turned away crying.  She
felt disappointed and betrayed.

   "What happened?  What's wrong?

   "You got your rocks off.  You don't care about me?"

   "I'm sorry that you've been so abused and no one cared about you enough
to see you came too.  Up here in the mountains sex is a team not an
individual sport and nobody goes home unless everyone scores."

   She felt like a jerk.  She knew he couldn't take advantage of her.  She
wanted to turn back but she just couldn't.  "Just go away."

   He said, "Turn around right now."

   "No you can't make me."

   "Don't make me force you.  I'm warning you."

   "Go ahead just try to make me turn around.  I dare you?"

   "This is your last warning."

   He ran his hands gently over her ribs and started tickling her.

   "You're not fair."

   "Who said I'm fair.  I'm going to torture you for being a bad girl."

   He tried tickling her under the arms but when he got no response he
started tickling her stomach.  He found her weak spot and she knew it.

   Christy completely lost control; laughing.  She knew she could trust
this boy.  She knew he was different.  She hated being tickled but loved
him tickling her and controlling her.  She writhed around trying to escape.


   He kissed her.  Then he broke the kiss and started tickling her again.
He her pinned and she couldn't escape.

   "Please stop I'm begging you."

   "Not unless you give up."

   "Never!" "He continued to tickle her mercilessly."

   She never felt so silly, so unimportant and so free.  She kept laughing.
When she lost her breath she sued for peace.  "Ok ok."

   "Ok what?"

   "Ok you win?"

   "And who am I."

   "Please don't make me." He started tickling her harder.  "Ok please stop
Master."

   "That's better."

   He kissed her again.  Then he broke the kiss.  "I'm your master right?
So be quiet when I do this." He dropped down between her legs and started
licking.

   Stop, that's dirty.  "You're supposed to be quiet."

   "But you already came in me."

   "You need your pussy licked.  You need to get hot again so you can
come."

   He licked her clit and then pushed his tongue inside of her.  It felt
wonderful that someone could care this much about her.  Then she felt him
licking his come into his mouth.

   "Oh no you don't: Your come belongs to me.  Come right up here and put
your come in my mouth where it belongs.

   He complied.  He kissed her and they both pushed his come back and forth
in and out of their mouths.  Then she sucked it in and she swallowed it.

   He said, "No one ever did that for me before." "Girls can lose interest
quickly and I wasn't going to let you cheat me out of the pleasure of
seeing you use me."

   "You like being used?"

   "Of course it's the best part.  You're confused because all you get is
used."

   She noticed his gentle fucking.  "But aren't we supposed to come at the
same time."

   "Most people don't come together.  That only happens in love stories. 
Oh sure, anyone can do it with a little practice, but then you're having
performance sex not real sex."

   "What's supposed to happen?"

   "Up here in the mountains when people have sex it's like they become one
person and take pleasure and give it at the same time.  Up here we care
about each other.  There are no goals except meeting each others needs: We
just enjoy each other.  Meeting your needs is my favorite part.  I know you
liked it when I came.  You only got upset when you didn't think you would
get your turn."

   "So you mean, I can just enjoy you and not have to worry if you're going
to come or not?"

   "Now you got it."

   "How did you get hard so fast?"

   "I'm 15 years old.  Guys my age can't hold out for very long but we get
hard so fast that it doesn't matter and we can come again and again.  We
can come all night if we get the chance."

   "I never thought of that.  It sounds wonderful."

   He pulled her over on top of him.  Now wait I am going to show you
something fantastic.  It may seem simple but when it happens you won't
believe it.  Remember we are in a cave buried under tons of snow.  There's
no sun out so its pitch black outside and the blizzard cuts us off from the
world.  No one knows where we are or even if we are alive or dead.  We are
going to become our own universe.  He turned out the lantern and whispered,
"Just look and listen.  Where are we?"

   Christy looked into the utter darkness.  It was so dark that it wasn't
dark because darkness is an absence of light and here in this universe
light was impossible.  She listened but the snow blanketed the cave so the
only thing she could hear was Toby's heart beat.  She felt transported.

   Toby whispered to her, "Now we are in a different place: Another
dimension out of time and out of place."

   The realization brought tears to her eyes and she whispered, "We're
completely alone, just male and female.  We're so totally alone and totally
one."

   She felt their psyches merge.  Christy kissed him: She pushed her tongue
down his throat and found he was totally open to her.  He allowed her to
explore every nook and cranny in his mouth and throat.  She was in control
and on top of a willing partner.  She started to rock back and forth.  She
felt his penis inside her and put it wherever she liked.  It felt wonderful
using this boy.  She never thought she could find any one as perfect.  She
started enjoying her body and the way she felt.  She realized it didn't
make any difference if she came or not.  He wasn't going away.  She felt
like they became one.  She stopped wanting anything and realized that her
pursuit of an orgasm only prevented her from having one.

   She rocked back and forth and feeling his strong hands run over her
body, stopping now and again to fondle her breasts.  She realized he
followed her lead and kept doing what ever he thought would give her the
greatest pleasure.  She gave herself over to the feeling.  She felt wave
after wave sweep over her until she glowed in bliss and became lost in pure
pleasure.  She rose even higher.  She never came like this before; both
swept away but one with him at the same time.

   She kissed his chest and said, "Thank you.  Thank you: You beautiful
thing.  Now it's your turn."

   "Yes but who's counting?  We're really one person and have all the time
in the world."

   They made love and they became love all night.  They dreamed the same
dream and woke, expressed love and sex and returned to dreaming.

   Then Christy woke up could find Toby.

   He got dressed and started digging them out.  "Wait, let me help you."

   "Get dressed, but stay in a sleeping bag conserving your heat there
isn't enough room for both of us to work.  When I get tired you can take
over."

   Finally Toby, totally exhausted called Christy.  She came up beside him;
she saw the tunnel he dug through the snow.  The packed down snow was hard
as concrete.  Toby showed Christy how to use the shovel and pick to move
the snow out of the way.  Then Toby climbed back into the sleeping bag.

   Christy worked furiously driven by guilt.  She was in excellent shape.
She actually used the exercise machine everyday she advertised on cable. 
She dug because she abandoned Gina and for all her sins.  Toby called her
to switch off but she said that she still felt fine.  He called her again.
She said she was doing well.  She didn't say anything but she refused to
stop.  She kept digging until she blacked out.

   Then she saw the stars and felt Toby holding her.  She broke through the
snow breathing the fresh air.

   He kissed her.  "You're so foolish.  You shouldn't push yourself so
hard."

   "I have so much to makeup for and I love you so much."

   "Come on, you're shaking let's go back to the sleeping bag and I'll warm
you up." They lay together their skin touching.

   She felt warm again and they dressed.  They came out when the dawn
broke. The orange sun's light gave the mountains a majesty she never saw
before.  She saw the sun climb and make everything brilliant.

   Toby said, "I can ski down to the resort and get help." "Isn't it
dangerous" "It's not dangerous exactly.  I'm going to ski down the glacier
it's the only way.  I'm going to jump a crevasse to get to the main part of
the mountain.  It can be a rough landing."

   "Can't we climb down together?  Without great rock climbing skills
you'll never make it down alive.  I could climb down myself but you'd
freeze to death on the first night."

   "You mean you'd risk your life to save me."

   Toby gave her a look and said, "Come on."

   He took her up a trail to a rock overlooking the glacier.  "I'm going to
need your help.  I can't steer my skis on the ice.  I need to line up my
skis perfectly so I can jump the crevasse.  He pointed out a gap in the
ice: a crevasse in the glacier.  He showed her the place he planned to
jump. "I can't walk to it but if you stay up here and hold the rope I can
traverse across the glacier."

   He tied one end of the rope around himself and gave her the other.  I am
going to go back down the trail and start at the edge of the glacier.  I
need you to control the line to keep me from falling so I can get to the
point where I can start skiing.  Christy looked down and saw Toby's route.
His quiet bravery struck her.  She wanted to tell him that she wasn't worth
it but she knew nothing could stop him and she didn't want anything to hurt
his confidence.  Before he left she gave him a kiss for luck

   He climbed down from the rock and worked his way across the glacier. 
Sometimes Christy would to loosen the rope and sometimes she tightened it
and took most of the weight.  Again she felt glad she stayed in shape.  He
put on his skis, lined up, untied the rope and started to move.  He
accelerated rapidly and held himself in a tuck position maximize his speed
to jump across the crevasse.  She heard the skis chatter on the ice.  She
felt amazed he held his position with the skis bumping up and down so much.
When he reached the crevasse he jumped and disappeared.  She hoped he made
it.

   Christy felt lonely walking back to their cave.  The cave seemed warm
and inviting to her but with Toby gone it became a tomb.  She knew she
couldn't survive the night alone.  She poked around in the supplies keeping
herself busy and found some flares.  She waited and waited and kept
sticking her head out, looking around to see if anyone was there.  Once she
saw a plane far-off and set off one of the flares.  She knew they couldn't
see it but she needed to do something.  Then the shadows lengthened.  She
couldn't lie to herself anymore.  She felt afraid he died in the jump and
laid at the bottom the crevasse.  She slipped into the sleeping bag and
cried herself to sleep.  Christy dreamed Toby was kissing her.  It seemed
so real she opened her eyes and she found her dream came true.

   When they got out of the cave Christy saw him limping and his arm in a
sling.  Christy said, "What happened?"

   "It was a rough ride down, but I made it.  I had to get my uncle's
helicopter, when I got to the lodge because all the helicopters were out
searching for you."

   After they got out of the cave Toby seemed to fall apart and by the time
they reached the helicopter Christy practically carried him.  Toby's uncle
helped them into the back of the helicopter.  They took off.  Christy
wanted to talk about the rescue but Toby passed out.  The pilot said that
Toby had hypothermia, but he insisted on leaving immediately to find you.

   Christy wrapped them both up in a blanket, stripped off their clothes
and lay next to him keeping him warm.  She kept kissing him and telling him
that everything was going to be all right.

   When they got down to the lodge, the EMTs kept them wrapped together and
took them both on a stretcher to the infirmary.  When they took off the
blankets the doctors and nurses saw Christy's nude body but she felt proud
they saw how much she cared about Toby.  They put her into a warm whirlpool
bath and slowly heated up the water.  Then they made her drink some hot
soup.  She felt just fine but Toby was still unconscious when she left the
infirmary.

   Two days later, Christy staggered into the hotel lobby.  She felt cold
and exhausted.  She saw Toby and ran up and gave him a kiss.  Toby smiled
and said, "I saw the helicopter and wondered if it were you." "We just
found them both.  I hired my own helicopter.  I wasn't going to rest until
I found Gina and the pilot."

   Christy looked down.  She saw the newspaper under his arm.  "I see you
been reading the paper."

   Toby said, "Did you really mean all the stuff you said, about how
spending a night on top of the mountain with a teenage boy, changed your
life."

   "Thank you for saving me.  You saved my body again and again but more
importantly you saved my soul.  You taught me more about life the night we
shared together then I ever learned before.  Just like I said in the paper
I'm going to go home and divorce that drunken songwriter and then I am
going to get a whole new set of friends, nice ones instead of famous ones.
If you ever need or want anything all you have to do is ask "

   "I will keep your offer in mind but I have everything I want because I
live in the mountains."

   "Well maybe some day you will let me fly you to New York and show you
the sites."

   "You don't owe me anything.  The night we had on the mountain was magic
for me too."

   "I'm just being selfish as usual; if you come to New York maybe I'll get
lucky again."

   He whispered in her ear that he loved her and she did the same.  They
kissed good-bye.

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