Surely you remind from my diary and comments that I have been dreaming for a long time of going sledding in bondage. We found the perfect day for this adventure: a very sunny Thursday morning at the end of january. The only problem was that the wind was very very cold, my fingers felt like ice. And Tom saw another problem at the beginning: He complained because we had nobody to help us with the video which he considered absolutely necessary. As he continued grumbling while we were on our way to the ski hill (You finally guess where we are? - Yes, Munich, "Olympiaberg"!) I suddenly had an idea: I saw a jogger at the other side of the street so I passed and simply asked him ("If you have time to go jogging you must have time to give a little helf to a poor bondage-girl as well" - something like that), and really! To Tom's unmeasurable astonishment I came back to his side of the street again in the compagnie of our new cameraman Christian. - And the sledding itself? you will ask. I'll tell you about that when commenting the foto-set. For the present only this: Christian was enthousiastic about what he saw (so enthousiastic that he sometimes couldn't follow with the camera and filmed a bit of snow without me...)