The Meadow
I was the youngest among the clattering crowd leaving for a long-awaited picnic in the countryside. I felt fresh and innocent and eager to enjoy a day of fun and adventure.
We traveled an irregular route to the picnic site, and the trip took an unusually long time. Sitting away from me and to my side during the journey, you studied the smooth arch of my cheekbone and slight upcurl of my eyelashes. I sensed your gaze and turned to meet your eyes. You smiled. I could tell you found my naturally soft and alluring features most becoming among the girls and women on the outing.
When we arrived at the picnic site, you came over to me and introduced yourself. We became fascinated with one other at once. We chatted, flirting lightly with one another, and wandered away from the group, involuntarily drawn toward a sprawling green meadow. A sprawling field of elephant grass spread out in front of us. Not another human was in sight. Giant clumps of slender green blades swayed in the breeze, engulfing us as we ventured among them. The picnic crowd was far away from the rushing stream that sang a soothing lullaby as it rolled over and around the rocks. On a tree top above us sat a Cuckoo happily singing a tune never heard before that moment.
You caressed and adored my petal-like hands as we sat talking, listening, laughing. My nervousness had not yet diffused into a glow as I watched the passion in you become steadily aroused and reach its apex. You confidently helped me up and we disappeared into the tall elephant grass. Your warm kisses and lean, muscular body gently coaxed me to surrender for first time. Unknown passions in me were stirred to a crescendo, and I dived forever into an ocean of sensations where lust prevails.
We met again and again long after the picnic had ended, each time savoring memories of the elephant grass meadow while making new ones from the nectar of lust…we were growing up.
And then, you were unexpectedly called to serve in the navy. They took you away from me, but still I live with our memories and wait for the day when we can be together again.
Come fast . . . .
Brandi xoxo
