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She is serene and untouched, this goddess of purity.

How can I violate her? But I must. My lust overcome

my logical mind. So pure and yet so tempting, I begin

to take advantage of her existence. My excitement

increases as I descend, feeling her silky smoothness

over every curve of her entire surface. Excitement

turns to ecstacy as I am speeding with relentless

force toward the ultimate goal. My skis bend to the

rythmic swaying of my body and every sinew of

this body is near the point of overexertion. My

clothes are soaked with sweat and my muscles are

ready to quit. Behind is my signiture in the vast

expanse of whiteness. It is over now I have

conquered the virgin slope.

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