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Subject: {ASSM} Fields of Gold (FF)
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My apologies to Sting :)
Fields of Gold
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You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
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Near Ipswich, September 1888
Sarah walked with her friend Ruth in the golden
fields that shone in the late afternoon English
sunlight. She grasped her friend's hand and she
pressed her arm against the other's arm. Ruth
turned to her, and said, "Dear Sarah - I can't
believe you're leaving tomorrow. What shall I do
without my sweet Sarah?"
Sarah looked kindly at her longtime friend. They
had been close ever since they were children. She
pushed back the kerchief from her forehead, and
exposed the lustrous blonde hair. She extended her
hand and touched Ruth's face with slender fingers.
Ruth took her own hand and held Sarah's, pressing it
to her cheek. "America is so awfully far away,
Sarah. I'll never see you again." Her eyes welled
with tears.
"Oh, Ruth...don't say that. We don't know what the
future will hold for us. We will write long letters
to each other, every week. And every day I'm there,
I'll be thinking of my dear friend Ruth." Sarah
looked around the rolling fields of ripening barley,
saw that no one was close. She enfolded the smaller
dark-haired woman in her arms, and kissed her.
Ruth trembled as the kiss continued. She opened her
mouth and moaned as the sweetness built. She hugged
her best friend fiercely. "Ohh...Sarah! Oh, my dear
Sarah!" she gasped as they kissed each other again
and again. She fumbled for the front of her dress,
trying to open the buttons.
Sarah pulled the dark haired woman towards a copse
of trees. They would be alone there. The women
were both young, barely in their twenties. Sarah
was a large-breasted woman, well-rounded and
recently married. Her face was oval and she had
plump lips that Ruth loved to kiss.
Ruth was dark-haired and her breasts were almost as
large as Sarah's. Both women were barely five feet
tall, but they were womanly and sensual.
The women stumbled their way into the trees and
found a spot lushly carpeted with grass. They
untied their kerchiefs and let their hair fall about
them. They rapidly undressed each other, the long
dresses and undergarments falling to the ground.
They threw their arms around each other and embraced
and kissed.
Sarah and Ruth had discovered their attraction to
each other while they were teenagers, and they each
remembered the tentative fondling of their youth,
and the day when they had first lay naked in each
other's arms. They had moved against each other,
breasts rubbing together, kissing and touching,
until they had shuddered in climax, their sexes in
intimate grinding contact. They had never told
anyone else of their love, and the rest of the
village thought they were just good friends.
As they grew together, their relationship had lasted
even though Sarah had married. But Ruth had never
dreamed that her loving friend would emigrate to
America, to the far off state of Colorado. They had
stolen these few precious moments to affirm their
love.
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So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In her arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
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Sarah reclined naked in the grass and the golden
sunlight played upon her body. Her heavy breasts
rose and fell with her breath, the thick nipples
dark and stiffening. Ruth moved forward into that
perfect and well remembered embrace, her hips
already moving involuntarily in as her darkly curled
pubic mound touched Sarah's. Sarah groaned and
threw her arms around the other petite woman, and
lifted her hips, thrusting her sex against Ruth's.
They kissed, softly, and then with open urgent
mouths, tongues questing and exploring each other.
They groaned their need and their desire, and their
moisture became a trickle of intimate fluids.
With tears in their eyes, they made love in the
grass for the last time, their naked bodies in tight
embrace. Then Ruth rose and straddled Sarah,
pushing down as hard as she could, grinding. Sarah
reached up and squeezed Ruth's breasts and arched
her hips, crying out. Ruth felt her climax break
upon her and voiced her orgasm: "Oh....oh....my dear
Sarah!...ohhhhh...ohhhhh.....sweet Sarah!....AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The spasming of her hips triggered Sarah's climax
and she rocked beneath Ruth, abdomen rippling
with contractions, her breasts shaking as she came.
"OOHHHHH...oooohhhhh....ahhhh....Ruth! RUTH!....OHHHHHHHHHHH!"
They felt their vaginas issue forth a fresh stream
of juices, and their clitorises throb in raw
delight. They moaned and wept as they came. At
last the trembling ended, and Ruth rested in Sarah's
arms. They kissed and caressed each other, speaking
of love and sweetness. They lay hidden in the trees
surrounded by fields of gold.
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See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
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