Fields of Gold
  
   
 
 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.