baby it's cold outside

Mistress and Slave are huddled up  out here at our Southwest Hideaway, where the Holiday spirit is on full display. When we pulled into our little town in the shadow of the Sangre de Christo Mountains Wednesday night the colorful lights on the old adobe buildings were shimmering in the cold mountain air. And through the day yesterday there was more snow to create a  winter wonderland scene straight out of Currier and Ives.

Yesterday we actually started this year's ski season in some fresh, fluffy powder, rather than the icy man made stuff that we are typically consigned to this early in the season. Though we are really only here for what amounts to a long weekend, we plan to make the most of the solitude: sex, skiing, some nice meals, and some pre-holiday celebrations.

We did here from the WC yesterday, who was whining that the cold weather will cramp his golf game and force him out into the frigid weather to catch his Donkeys this weekend. I'd make a joke here about tucking the Special Occasion Cock into one of those cock cozies that Donna knits, but that would just get Suzanne yanking our chain about the male obsession with frozen penises.

I hear the weather is turning nasty in River City and through the East this weekend - so use all depraved means available to stay warn and toasty!