After deciding that I did not want to suffer anymore sexual pressure from my boss, I planed on not returning to the ski area the following season. I was later convinced to come in and train a new employee to take over. In the pre-season meeting, I wanted to affirm my heterosexuality and asked my boss" if there were any cute gals working here this season" . He said nah, just one plain-Jane named Seanne. When I saw her (surrounded by every player in the group, I could tell she was no plain Jane. She looked at me, then returned her peircing attention back to the entourage...later telling me that her first thought upon seeing me was..."I gotta keep away from that guy".
We spent the next few months in a strange courtship that involved climning the highest peak in the lower 48, dodging a posessive x-beau, catching fleeting glimpses of each other passing in the night (she worked the way early shift and I the late), buying a 1/2 wolf togther, then deciding to move up to Mt Rainier for the summer. 23 years, 3 kids and a lotta miles later, we are still happily married and looking for the next adventure.
