About Me 

COLD KISS:

Dropping into an elevator shaft smothered in white smoke and feeling the pull of gravity suck you down, down, down. Feeling the snow roil up beneath your feet and engulfing your knees and thighs and hips before launching you into the next turn. Coming up, gasping for air, as sweet, sensuous, seductive snow swirls all around you, smothering you in hugs and kisses as you strain to feel your boards nose dipsy-doodling downward into the next direction-altering, life-defining turn.
(if anyone in whistler knows who wrote this can you message me. Read in Pique)

Words of Wisdom 

Sexual climax is mere moments. Deep powder is extended nirvana. Heaven couldn't be better. I mean really deep, bottomless stuff that you go down into as your board carves off the fall-line. Ah, the sweet sensation of that cool fluff caressing your calves as you swing into things, then gently, suggestively, pressing against your thighs as you get into your turn, and then, as you really get down into the turn...... SWOOSH!!!  A face shot. Ecstasy! But come on, get with it - there's more to come.  Turn after turn after turn after turn. Now THAT'S sexy. - Doug Pfeiffer