passion in winter

Snowed in Family Fun

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The sound of bindings clicking into place brought me back instantly to my early twenties. Competing in cross country had been my passion — and I’d nearly gotten on the U.S. Olympic Team.Now, 42, and a mom of three, I was putting on my skis for a very different reason — to get help for

Too Cold Not to Fuck

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It was freezing in the tent. Never mind how hot and sunny it had been that afternoon, this high up in these old mountains the temperature had plummeted. I muttered another curse at my parents and tried to dig myself deeper into my sleeping bag.”Are you still awake too?” The whispered voice belonged to my