Free Use Ski Season

I came for the snow, but stayed for the heat.

I thought Evergreen Lodge was just a seasonal job, an escape. Then the blizzard hit, trapping us all. That's when I learned about the lodge's real tradition - sharing the warmth. A fancy term for the women here – staff like me included – being available to the men. My mind was shocked at what I saw, but my body... my body betrayed me instantly, aching with a heat I couldn't deny.

Watching wasn't enough. Soon, the red armband signifying consent was on my arm. In shadowy corners, by the roaring fire, even in the swirling hot tub, I learned the lodge's rules firsthand. Each encounter strips away more of my inhibitions, conditioning me to crave the touch, the friction, the feeling of being shared. Now, snowed in and marked, the only question left is whether I can handle the heat.