The weather had changed again. A cold breeze with light showers came in from the Atlantic ocean. Anne and Sarah had to cancel the intended hiking tour in the countryside. Anne decided for a day out at Chill Factore. For those who do not know this place, it is an indoor skiing slope next to Trafford Quays Leisure Village, a short drive from Manchester. Sarah reluctantly agreed. She was not a good skier and expected another day of bruises and humiliation. Anne, however, frequently went skiing with two of her friends from her gym, Jill and Mary, who were slightly younger than here. They shared more than their interest for ski and snow, but Sarah was unaware of that.
Four girls met at the entrance of Chill Factore. After the greeting kisses and hugs, which were for Sarah's appetite too intense, they marched in. It turned out to be just as Sarah expected. She was paraded over the slope by the three experts but frequently landed on her butt. While Anne was polite enough to hide her amusement, Jill and Mary made fun of poor Sarah. Hours of skiing past during which the teenage girl's legs became worn from this unfamiliar exercise. At some point in the afternoon she decided that it was enough for her. She returned her equipment and settled down at the gallery with a hot wine. When she looked around she spotted many males in her age group with lean bodies, as far as this was possible to assess from the ski suits. Her glances were well returned. Another two hot wines made her feel warm and comfortable. She almost jumped from her chair when the three adult girls approached her. "We are finished. Now we will go to the sauna." A sudden shiver ran over Sarah's spine. The girl did not like to expose her firm body to the public. It was only available for admiration to the number of boyfriends she had had over time. Reluctantly she went along.
Chill Factore had, in spite of the central cold experience, a surprisingly large and nice spa area. It did not provide for individual cabins and only separated the changing rooms between men and women. It seemed to be senseless for a sauna anyhow, but still Sarah would have preferred her privacy. When they entered the women's changing room the teenage girl saw a number of women, female young adults and children in various states of dressing and undressing. Mary, Jill and Anne freely removed all their clothes. Sarah gave them a side glance. Mary was tall, sportive and had only tiny breasts. Her black hair fell over her shoulders. Sarah blushed a little when she saw that Mary was fully shaved. Jill, in turn, had a more curvy figure. She was a bit shorter than Anne. She had tied her blond hair into a ponytail, giving her a foxy look. She had D-cup breasts like Anne. From below a tiny blonde strip was visible.
Sarah was slower in undressing than the others, giving the other girls the opportunity to stand back and admire the teenager's slim body. The young girl had just removed her shirt when Mary bent over and squeezed her hips. "Slow again, eh", Mary chuckled. Sarah shrieked from the tickling shock, sensing that now all eyes in the room were fixed on her. Not knowing what to say, she stepped away from Mary, removed bra and panties and donned a sauna towel as quickly as she could muster. The three adult girls had seen what they wanted to see, but were in for more. Mary and Anne's looks wen to Sarah's tiny feet. When they looked up again, their eyes met. Both women smiled at each other, knowing what each other thought. But they were not the only ones in the room who thought so.
Chill Factore had separate sauna and relaxing zones for men and women, but also a central mixed zone. Some main facilities were located there, including the bar.
The four closed their lockers and went for
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