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"It is beautiful here, "Ellen whispered reverently and let her gaze wander over the unspoiled landscape. On the last night it had snowed and forest and grassland were covered by a white layer. It looked like a fairy tale. Simply magical.
Fred came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Ellen leaned against him and put her hands on his. "It was a good idea to come here, right?" He assured himself again.
His parents were friends of a weekend at a secluded cabin in the Bergen received a gift from the wonderful of you could come to some fantastic ski slopes. Unfortunately, organized the Falmouth Falcons Quidditch team, Fred's mother had taken over the marketing, just this weekend a fundraiser in which his mother was missing impossible. And without his mother would drive his father, so she had the short term the weekend Fred and Ellen, where as early Christmas gift.
"A fantastic idea," said Ellen, and breathed a relish the fresh mountain air. "It's wonderful here. I'd prefer not to leave. "
"Hmm ..." Fred began to kiss her neck. "You're right." He pushed his hands under Ellen's oversized T-shirt in which she slept like. She shuddered and Fred felt they got goose bumps. Satisfied, he pulled her with him to the bed. They were for more than six years together and it felt nevertheless still far from fantastic and new and exciting.
"We want to ski today," murmured Ellen, and followed him willingly to the bed. She admitted that he her T-shirt over his head moved and then made his nimble mind to free him from his.
"We can later go skiing," said Fred.
"Or not," said Ellen, laughing.
"Your kind of thinking like me," he laughed before he shut her mouth with his lips.
were little later they cuddled up in the big four-poster bed. Fred had closed his eyes and played with Ellen's dark hairs. "Do you really want to go skiing?" He asked sleepily. Ellen shrugged
his shoulders. "Actually, yes. As a child I always like to go skiing. But then we would have to get up so ... "And she felt the moment at all in the situation. This bed was too comfortable.
Fred shook his head. "Not a good idea."
Ellen sat up finally with a sigh. "We are actually pretty stupid. We live together. We can have sex whenever we want. But we get to go skiing so rare ... "It was a beautiful landscape. And mainly because they came here. Not because of the fantastic four-poster bed, which stood in the pretty cottage. They had taken the trouble to rent ski equipment from various friends. Now they should use them, if they had been dragged along.
"You're right." Fred sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He reached for his boxers and put them on. He just looked around for his vest, when his eye fell out the window. There were so many flakes of snow, the forest that he certainly could not see. He turned to his girlfriend, who also stared out the window. A mischievous grin spread across his face. "Looks good from like we would not now get it to go skiing."
Ellen laughed and threw her arms around his neck. "As you can probably do nothing." They would also at other times to skiing.
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