"Don't be daft!" Dasha called out, grabbing Emily by the arm and pulling her inside the hot shower with her, nightgown and all. "We just rode in subzero temperatures for over 20 minutes at over 70MPH. Even if we were dressed in full riding leathers we be close to hypothermia! The cold must have your head all fucked up! You are positively blue, a blanket isn't going to cut it." Dasha scolded her. Her hands worked up and down the poor delirious shivering British girls frame.<br/><br/>"We need to raise our body temperatures....We need to do it now or tomorrow we'll wake up with purple swollen digits, in a few days they'll turn black and start to rot.....We need to generate body heat. Fuck me EM.....not for pleasure, for our lives....Fuck me now and we'll talk after we are out of danger!" Dasha called out.