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fantasy story of Emiri Henmi :
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quickly, but I
wasn't giving in. I was going to ski until I collapsed from
exhaustion.
On the morning of the fourth day out there, I got in line for
a lift located close to the top. The line was rather long, so I
looked around for another single skier to ride up with. I heard
"single!" shouted from close to the front of the line, so I shouted
"single" back. I then cruised up to where the shout came from.
Emiri Henmi was definitely not a ski bunny. Emiri's equipment was top-of-
the-line, but it was also beaten up a little, meaning Emiri Henmi skied
hard. But Emiri Henmi was gorgeous. Emiri Henmi was a little taller than me
(about 6'0"), had long, straight blond hair. That's about all I
could tell because Emiri Henmi was wearing sunglasses and a bulky parka.
The stretch pants Emiri Henmi was wearing did Emiri's justice, though. Emiri Henmi had
long, muscular legs that ended in a perfectly-shaped ass. I took
my place in line next to Emiri's , glad that bulging eyes were hidden by
my mirrored sunglasses.
We chatted as we rode up the lift. Emiri Henmi was April Hittell, and
she lived in Nashville, Tenn.
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