An overcast day did not stop Nils and Lisa from meeting at the old dead tree in the meadow beyond Fletcher’s Woods. “The grass is so nice and soft,” Lisa commented. “Nils, why don’t you lie down in it?” Nils was about to follow Lisa’s suggestion when she said, “Wait. To get the full effect, you’ll want to be naked.”

“I will?” Nils said.

“Uh huh. You don’t want to get grass stains on your nice pants and shirt.”

“Sounds reasonable,” Nils replied, and soon he was naked and lying in the grass.

“You’re right,” he told Lisa. “Very nice. Don’t you want to try it?”

Lisa removed her clothing, but instead of lying down in the grass, she settled herself on Nils. “Mmm, nice,” she said, “except I’m being poked by this root.”

“Roots need moisture to thrive,” Nils said. “They seek moisture.”

“Is that why it’s poking its way into my pussy?” Lisa asked.

“It must be,” Nils said.