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Wet Grass

In by Chris on September 25, 2010 at 10:14 pm

One of the distant sprinklers sprayed straight upwards like a geyser in the moonlight. Wet grass and warm, misty air.

They ran in their underwear, soaking themselves. Bare ankles covered in bits of grass, they slipped and laughed and jumped and embraced.

He tripped, landing on his shoulder and rolling to a stop. She ran up laughing and laid down next to him. Beginning to shiver, they kissed. Hands entwining, hips touching. Hearts wiggling, snuggling.

Eventually the sprinklers stopped, leaving a full silence. They stood up and tried to brush the grass off of each other, not wanting to leave.


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