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This story is kind of a sequel to "Harvest Moon" and "Christmas 
Presents". I'm calling the series of four vignettes "Four Seasons". I 
hope you enjoy it as much as I've enjoyed writing it.

For those of you that haven't read "Harvest Moon" or "Christmas 
Presents", this is a story about a female-female relationship. It 
contains depictions of female-female love and sex with consentual,
light 
bondage thrown in for fun in some stories. If any of this is going to 
remotely bother you, or you are a minor, do yourself and me a favour
and 
don't read this.

As always the characters are fictional. Any resemblance to persons
alive 
or dead is coincidental.

Thanks must be extended to Munk for proofing this before I subjected
you 
all to it.

This story may be archived as long as there aren't charges involved in 
distribution or accessing it and the headers remain intact. I'd also 
appreciate a quick note to let me know where it is.

Comments are always welcome,

- crimson


Four Seasons: Easter Tears [ FF, cons ]

By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)


Tomorrow was Easter. Kate always looked forward to the holiday, 
chocolate and candy being her passion. And every year her father 
indulged her, sending her on a candy hunt every Easter Sunday for as 
long back as she could remember. Not even University was going to 
interfere with it this year.

Kate soaked in the late morning sun as she strolled towards the
Miller's 
home through the fields. She lifted her face, happy to be alive. She 
felt a bubble of laughter rise, and she skipped along the path. Linda 
had called this morning, quietly hinting at some time alone. The sun
was 
shining, warming the normally cooler April air. She could see the storm 
clouds in the distance, but they weren't overhead yet. It was spring.
It 
was sunny. She was in love. She felt at peace with the world.

She practically ran the last quarter mile to the Miller's house, her 
breathing ragged as she knocked at the back screen door. Linda's mother 
opened the back door, surprising Kate. Kate had expected Linda. She 
willed away the twinge of disappointment that ran through her.

"Happy Easter, Mrs. Miller."

Mrs. Miller peered through the door, a smile breaking out on her 
motherly face.

"Happy Easter, Kate. What a pleasant surprise. Linda didn't tell me you 
were coming over."

"Is she around?" Kate asked before her friend's mother could engage her 
in idle chatter about school, or her father. She was anxious to see 
Linda.

"She's in the barn, I think. At least that what she told me on her way 
out. She seemed in a rush, though. She might already be out riding."

"I'll see. Thanks."

"Come back later for cookies. I just baked some fresh."

"Sounds absolutely wonderful."

Kate turned and walked slowly towards the Miller's barn. She could feel 
her heart beginning to beat quicker as she approached. The barn doors 
were closed. She couldn't believe that Linda had left without her. She 
was in there; she had to be.

Kate unlatched the huge doors and poked her head into the cavernous 
structure. The horses whinnied and shifted at her presence.

"Anybody home?"

A small feminine voice floated down from the loft. "Up here. I wasn't 
expecting you so soon."

Kate stepped into the barn. "I ran," Kate replied to the air above her.

"What are you waiting for? Come on up."

Kate scampered to the wooden ladder that led to the barn's hayloft. She 
climbed towards the trapdoor. She refused to look down, being somewhat 
afraid of heights. She pulled herself up carefully until she was 
standing on the wooden boards, gazing around the loft. Her eyes spotted 
Linda reclining back in the pillowing hay. She was wearing cutoff 
shorts, and a t-shirt. She'd kicked off her shoes which were lying 
beside her. Kate noticed a stray piece of hay lying between the other 
girl's toes. Her face was angelic, her long brown hair contrasting with 
the golden colour of the dried hay. Her breasts were outlined clearly
by 
the t-shirt stretched provocatively across them. She was reclining in 
the patch of sun streaming in through the open hayloft doors. Linda's 
eyes were closed, seemingly at peace.

"I've missed you." Kate murmured.

Linda opened her eyes. She smiled, though not quite in her usual 
exuberant way.

"I've missed you, too, sweety. Want to share some sun?"

Kate walked over to her friend and dropped down into the hay. She 
relaxed feeling the radiant warmth of hay heated by the sunbeam. Small 
particles of dust rose into the sunbeam as she settled herself back
into 
the hay.

"Where is everyone?" Kate asked.

"Well, Dad and Bobby took off to one of those dumb shows. Tractor pull, 
or demolition derby, dirt biking or something dumb like that. You know, 
the 'BE THERE!!!!' people." Linda had dropped her voice low to simulate 
the awful commercials. She grinned. "Who the hell falls for those
things 
anyway? Maybe I'd just rather be here, not there. Mom's in the house."

"So we're alone?"

"Except for Mom, and she's really not likely to end up in the barn. 
She's baking again."

"Fresh cookies. I know. Hmmmm." Kate stretched herself out and settled 
herself into the hay. The two girls relaxed, just enjoying the sun and 
the warmth of the early spring. Kate felt her fingers being taken by 
Linda. She felt an incredible wave of fatigue rush over her and she 
closed her eyes. There was the sensation of falling, a feeling of peace 
and trust, and then darkness.

She awakened a while later to the touch of a soft pair of lips. She 
opened her eyes, her senses filled.

The warm sun had disappeared, though the air was still warm in the
loft. 
She smelled the humidity on the air. A quick shift of her eyes
confirmed 
the clouds lying low over the farm. The smell of impending rain was 
erotically mixed with Linda's soft scent. The slight fragrance of
clover 
washed over Kate as Linda's hair brushed her face. She fell into
Linda's 
soft lips as Linda leaned over her and kissed her again gently.

As the first quiet drops of rain fell against the roof of the barn, 
Linda whispered in her ear. "Time to wake up, sleepyhead."

"How long? What time is it?"

"Relax. Lots of time yet. You've only been asleep a couple of hours."

"You let me sleep?"

"Yeah. I was pondering." Linda said it with a terrible English accent. 
She reverted back to her normal voice. "I was just watching the storm 
roll in, and you, of course."

"Me?"

"Yeah. You're cute when you sleep. Mumbling."

"I don't mumble."

Linda nodded, her eyes sparkling.

"What did I say?"

"Have no idea. Couldn't understand you."

"Sorry."

"Remember what you were dreaming?"

"'fraid not."

Linda bent down and kissed Kate again, tentatively. Kate responded as 
she always did to the touch of Linda's lips. Tingles raced through her 
body followed by butterflies. She gasped and returned the kiss,
allowing 
her tongue to trace along Linda's lips and teeth. Arms wrapped around 
one another and they embraced, still kissing, as close as the clothing 
allowed. Kate felt the familiar tingles as her breasts touched Linda's, 
even through two t-shirts. Their legs entangled. Kate could feel
Linda's 
toes against her bare legs. Stroking. Touching. Kissing.

Kate felt Linda break the kiss and opened her eyes, wanting to feel the 
softness again. Linda sat up in the hay, cross-legged and gazed at Kate.

Linda smiled seductively. "You want me to take these off?"

Kate smiled back and teased her. "What off? Lady, I don't know what you 
are talking about."

"I'm not wearing anything underneath." Linda whispered. "Still don't 
know what I'm talking about?"

Kate looked at her friend hungrily. "I'll show you mine if you'll show 
me yours." She smiled.

Linda played with the bottom of her t-shirt, playfully lifting it to 
just below her breasts and then letting it fall.

"I can't get it off. Care to help me?" Linda raised her hands above
her. 
She was perfectly silhouetted by the clouds outside the hayloft opening.

Kate crawled over to Linda, her fingers finding the top and flipping it 
off in one fluid motion. Linda's perfect breasts sprang into view, 
upthrust and beautiful. Kate bent and carefully let her tongue wet the 
exposed skin, swirling softly around Linda's hardened nipples. Linda 
moaned softly. Kate felt herself being pushed back into the hay. She 
could smell her arousal mixed with Linda's and the rain and the hay.
She 
trembled as she let her fingers run over Linda's bare back, lightly 
tracing the edges of her breasts as the two girls resumed kissing, 
getting as close as they could.

Laughing, they rolled through the hay, Kate on top, Linda on top. 
Linda's fingers fumbled at Kate's t-shirt, finally, with some help, 
pulling it from Kate's body. Immediately, Kate could feel the hay 
pressing into her bare skin, itching. The itch completely disappeared
as 
Linda's soft fingertips brushed her nipples through her bra. Gasping, 
Kate reached behind herself, releasing the clasps, wanting to feel the 
air against her breasts, wanting to feel Linda pressing up against them.

Linda pressed herself against Kate, not allowing the bra to come off. 
The two girls, still letting their lips touch, felt each other through 
just the thin bra. Kate pulled the fabric from between them, gasping as 
she, at last, felt the skin on skin contact she wanted. Linda's soft 
breasts and hard nipples pressed gently into her own. Kate could feel 
Linda's fingers exploring her, running down her body as she laid back 
into the cushioning hay. She felt the soft probing as Linda released
the 
button on her shorts and slipped under the waistband of her panties. 
Linda's fingers brushed at her sparse pubic hair beneath Kate's shorts. 
Kate almost screamed in frustration.

"Take them off me. Please?" Kate lifted her pelvis, allowing Linda to 
pull off the restrictive clothing. Kate pushed off her runners,
wanting, 
no needing, to be completely unclothed, to share herself completely
with 
Linda. She could feel the prickly sensations of the hay between her 
toes. She gasped as she felt Linda's fingers again brushing her outer 
lips, teasing her, running through her light hair.

"I could tease you all day, you know." Linda whispered to the panting 
girl.

"Oh God. Please no. Inside. Please."

Linda's fingers continued the tease. She lay back down beside Kate and 
kissed her full on the lips, still refusing to enter Kate with her 
fingers.

"Please. Please. Please?" Kate begged. "God I need you."

"Don't you want to take the last thing off me?"

"Mmmmmmm." Kate moaned gently as Linda let her middle finger slide 
between the lips, softly touching the clitoris and retreating.

Linda pulled away the sensations completely and stood, just gazing at 
her naked girlfriend in the hay.

"Where are you going?"

"Just taking off the last item for you, since you don't seem to be 
interested."

"Oh God. I'm interested. Come back."

Kate watched as Linda slipped her cutoffs to her bare feet. Grinning, 
Linda flipped the shorts out the hayloft opening with her bare foot. 
Kate gasped. Smiling evilly, Linda picked up her t-shirt and 
nonchalantly dropped it out the opening as well. She purposely looked
at 
the small pile of Kate's clothes.

Kate closed her eyes.

"Go ahead. I can't ever say no to you. Can I? You'll toss them whether
I 
refuse or not."

Linda, laughing, picked up Kate's clothes and dropped them as well.
Bra, 
shirt, shorts, all her clothing lying on the concrete pad a story below 
in the pouring rain. The girls looked at each other, breathing hard.

"What the hell are we going to do now?"

"Hope that Daddy and Bobby don't show up early?"

"What if your mother comes in?"

"She never climbs up here."

"What if she sees the clothing?"

"You think you have problems? I was wearing a white t-shirt. With 
nothing else. Either way, I'm screwed."

"Oh shit." Kate started to laugh. "You are so damn dumb."

Linda knelt back down. "I might be dumb, but I know how to make you
feel 
good. Come here."

Kate crawled naked over to where Linda was kneeling. She lay back on
the 
hay again, feeling the rain, her arousal, and Linda's soft skin as
Linda 
climbed over her. She closed her eyes concentrating on the sensations. 
She felt Linda's tongue touching her, licking, softly biting her. 
Linda's fingers gently entered her, causing another gasp. Linda's
tongue 
finally touched her swollen clit. Teasing. She opened her eyes, seeing 
Linda's center above her face. Kate gently pulled her friend to her 
lips, letting her tongue explore the inner reaches of Linda. Kate's 
finger slowly inserted, softly pumping to the rhythm of her tongue.
Both 
girls crying out and gasping as the sex overwhelmed their senses.

Neither girl remembered their climax, though their bodies strained as 
one. Their soft screams mixed together with the hiss of the rain
against 
the roof. Linda collapsed, her body covered in perspiration, feeling
her 
hot skin against Kate's, feeling Kate's wild breathing as she struggled 
with the aftermath of her orgasm.

Linda carefully turned herself around and settled herself against
Kate's 
heaving breasts. Her hair, slightly damp from her exertions and the 
humidity, fanned itself out across Kate's bare skin. She idly traced 
Kate's still erect nipple with her index finger, eliciting yet more 
moans. Kate ran her fingers through Linda's hair, stroking her.

Both girls lay there quietly listening to the other breathe, listening 
to the soft rain, and simply enjoying being with one another.

Eventually, Linda raised her head and looked up into Kate's face.

"Hey, girlfriend."

"What's up?" Kate asked softly. "You want to go again?"

"Not yet, sweety. I'm still recovering."

"I hear you. That was absolutely wonderful."

"It was."

They were quiet again, Linda easily resting against Kate.

"We should get our clothes," Kate whispered.

"Later. I just want to stay here. Nobody is going to bother us. Mom 
doesn't even know we're here."

"I suppose."

"Katie?"

"Mmm-hmmm."

"I have. I have to tell you something."

"What's that?"

Linda hesitated. She really didn't want to do this. Especially now, not 
in the afterglow. She had to be honest, though. She couldn't live with 
herself otherwise. Couldn't do that to Kate. She didn't want this to 
end. But she knew if she blew it, Katie would do exactly that. Walk out 
of here, not much she could do about it. Problem was, she loved both of 
them and she had to tell her.

"I. I don't really know how to start."

"Shhhh. Don't worry about it. I know."

"You do? How?" Linda could feel the blood rise into her face.

"You told me at Christmas. Don't worry. I think I'm in love with you, 
too."

Linda swallowed heavily. She couldn't do it now. Couldn't say what she 
had to. Not now. "Please God, don't make me do this," flew through her 
pretty head. But she had to and she knew it. Why did this have to be so 
hard?

"I'm sorry," she managed to choke out. "I'm so sorry."

Kate tried to sit up, but Linda's head on her breast prevented it. She 
lay back confused. Linda's body was beginning to shake, Kate had seen 
Linda cry enough to know that silent tears were beginning to form in
her 
friend's eyes even though they were turned away from her.

"Linda? What's the matter?"

"Katie. I. You have to believe me. I'm sorry. I. I didn't mean ..." her 
voice trailed off.

"Please? You are going to make me cry. What's the matter? Are you going 
away? Did your father find out about us?"

"Oh God. I can't do this. Katie? Honey?" Linda raised her tear streaked 
face again, looking at Kate. She closed her eyes. "Remember I told you 
about Lorne at Christmas?"

"Oh God." Kate could feel a huge knot forming in the pit of her gut.
She 
wanted to run, to hide, not hear this, make it go away. She knew. She 
swallowed heavily, tears already beginning to form in her eyes. "Please 
no."

"Katie, I'm so sorry."

Kate gently pushed Linda away from her. Kate sat up, hugging her knees. 
Unable to stop the tears.

Linda closed her eyes.

"I swear I wasn't seeing him at Christmas. I wasn't. He. He broke up 
with his girlfriend in February. And. I don't know what happened. We 
were good friends. And. God. We became more than friends. It just 
happened. I'm so sorry Kate. I really am. I. The last thing I wanted
was 
to hurt you. I was so lonely. Please understand. Please. I don't want
to 
lose you. I don't."

Kate hung her head and sobbed, the tears running unashamedly down her 
face. She felt Linda's soft fingers touch her shoulder. She wanted so 
much to fall into Linda's arms and sob herself out, just let Linda 
comfort her as she always did. But Linda had never hurt her. Until now.

Instead, she pulled herself away from Linda, scrabbling across the hay.

"Katie? Say something? Please?" Linda knelt, tears falling down her
face 
as well. "I. I'd like to. To. Stay friends. I. I don't want to lose
you. 
Please don't be angry with me. I don't want to lose you."

"I. I can't be here right now. I'm sorry, Linda. I really am," Kate 
choked out between her sobs.

Kate, with an effort, pulled herself to her bare feet. She slowly 
lowered herself through the trap door, no longer caring if anyone was
in 
the barn below, no longer afraid of heights. She didn't care if she was 
seen, buck naked, climbing down the ladder. Her nudity just didn't seem 
important anymore.

She looked one more time at Linda, naked, kneeling in the hay before 
dropping out of sight.

"I'm sorry." Linda whispered through her tears as Kate's tear streaked 
face disappeared below.

Kate climbed down the ladder, sobbing, blinded by her tears. She ran 
nude through the barn, ignoring the confused horses, and pushed open
the 
barn doors, hinges screaming. She forced her bare legs to carry her
into 
the gentle rain and around the edge of the barn. She could feel the
cool 
water soaking her nude body, running unheeded through her hair and over 
her face and breasts. Crying, she knelt below the loft and looked up, 
almost hoping to see Linda again. Linda wasn't there. She blindly 
gathered up her clothing into her arms. She realized that her shoes
were 
still in the loft. She didn't care. She wasn't going to go back there. 
She couldn't.

Not bothering to dress in the soaked clothes, she ran. Her tears mixed 
with the rain as she sprinted towards the muddy path leading back 
towards her home. She fervently hoped that Mrs. Miller wasn't looking 
out the back window as she ran blindly on. She thought she heard
Linda's 
soft voice calling her name over the sound of her ragged breathing, her 
tears and the gentle rain.

Halfway back, her lungs burning and unable to run any further, she 
slipped to her knees in the mud, her hands rising to her face. She 
sobbed unreservedly, rain cascading over her bare body. She cried for 
what seemed like hours there. Missing Linda. Knowing that she would 
never be with her again. Eventually, she rose to her bare feet, drew on 
her top and shorts, still carrying her underwear, and walked slowly 
onwards. All she wanted was a hot bath, and her bed. She didn't care 
that it was the middle of the afternoon. She didn't know what she'd say 
to her father but she'd think of something. He'd know something was 
wrong but he loved her. He'd give her her space.

That evening after a long hot bath, as Kate had known she would, she 
crawled between the sheets, hugging herself. She cried herself to
sleep, 
not knowing that only a mile away, another beautiful girl was doing the 
same, weeping in the dark. Easter tears.






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