Jamie hadn’t seen Lisa for several years after Lisa’s move, but now she was back for a visit. Jamie suggested they meet at the farm stand a few miles out of town. They’d often arranged to meet there in the past.

“Wow, you look just the same,” Lisa said.

“You too,” Jamie said. “It’s so good to see you!”

“You too,” Lisa said.

And then they just looked at each other, grinning. Perhaps without thinking about it, they began walking behind the fruit and vegetable stands into a field of phlox beyond. Halfway across the field they stopped.

“Remember when...” they both started to say. Then they laughed.

“That first time,” Jamie said.

Lisa said, “We thought these flowers were magic.”

“They were,” Jamie said.

“We had this race,” Lisa remembered. “I beat you.”

“My racing days might be over,” Jamie said. “But I think it was a tie.”

“But back then we were so fast. So carefree,” Lisa said. “You’re pretty carefree now, with that outfit. I can’t really tell—do you still have your golden muff?”

“Ha ha,” Jamie laughed. “It’s not really see-through except at first glance. And you’re pretty carefree yourself with that jacket. “No shirt or bra?” Without a pause, Jamie moved the jacket to the side, exposing Lisa’s breast. “Aha! I knew it!” Her thumb nudged the nipple— circling, pressing, bringing it erect.

A few more circles, presses, pinches, and Lisa groaned, gasped, and her body jerked. After six or seven spasms, Lisa sighed. “I wore this jacket just for you,” she admitted after catching her breath. “Did you wear those pants just for me?” Her fingers smoothed the front of Jamie’s shorts. “Can’t really tell. Do you wear your pussy bare now?”

“I do,” Jamie admitted.

“It was so soft that first time,” Lisa said. “And your cunt was so wet.”

“You made me cum,” Jamie said. “After we got through all those phlox to the meadow. Wrestling on the soft grass. And then you tasted me and made me cum again.”

“You tasted so good,” Lisa said. “I loved making you cum. I loved the taste of your cunt.”

“And then I tasted you.”

“You did,” Lisa said. “And after, you asked if that meant we were Lesbians.”

“And you said no. You said it just meant we loved each other. That we would be friends forever.”

They stopped, halfway across the field of phlox. “Want to race to the meadow?” Lisa asked.

Jamie considered it for a moment. “It’s so far, and I need to taste you so bad. What if we just lie down right here?”