Love in the snow.

Miles, come and look at this view it’s so beautiful” you call ” I can’t believe you’ve managed to find a place like this”

From where I’m sitting, the view is indeed beautiful, but I know that what you’re refering to is the deep, crisp and very very white snow that’s surrounding us in our forest cabin. A cabin that’s situated only three miles south of the arctic circle in deepest darkest Finland, and I mean deepest darkest, because at this particular time we’re only experiencing four hours of daylight every twenty four hours.

As I walk up behind you I can’t help but be entranced by your loveliness. So close to the freezing temperature outside but with a sheen of sweat on your body ,caused by the power of the roaring log fire in the hearth ,and the noticable stain of dried sperm on your thighs, the remains of our earlier love making session.

” It is beautiful babe, but you know it’s only the second lovliest view around here” I whisper, wrapping my arms around you and squeezing you as near to me as I can manage. The heat of your body sending shocks through me.

“Oh, no you don’t” you laugh, squirming from my grasp, “we said we were going to eat and that’s exactly what we’re going to do. After all, we need to keep our strength up, it’s not like we have lots of other things to do around here”

Reluctantly, I conceed the point, joining you in the kitchen to help prepare the two enormous Reindeer steaks we have awaitng us. Even the simple things appear so different here, chopping and peeling vegetables, seasoning the meat, etc they all seem almost pleasant chores knowing you’re not going to be disturbed.