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Normally I don't repost revised stories. However, in this case, a
draft version of the story made it onto the newsgroups by mistake.
I have to thank Nick for indirectly pointing out the technical
errors that keyed me into the fact that I'd posted the wrong version.

This version is not significantly different from the previously posted
"Harvest Moon", but it has some very minor changes and better spelling.
In Munk's defense, she never saw the previous version of the
story.

With apologies,
-crimson

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These images have been stuck in my mind for quite some time. I guess it 
was time to get them out and share them. I suppose that this story is 
close to "Rain", "March 21", and "Sunswept" in its style and content,
if 
you've read those.

I have to thank Munk, once again, for proofing this story before 
release. She's great, isn't she?

This story contains depictions of female-female love and sex,
consentual 
light bondage, sex outside of the bedroom, and perhaps some light 
exhibitionism if you want to push the definition. If any of this is 
going to bother you, I'm sure you are smart enough not to read it. If 
you aren't smart enough, at least you've been warned and really have 
nothing to blame but your own stupidity. Along with those who are going 
to be offended, minors need not apply.

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.

The characters are fictional. Resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is 
purely coincidental. Although, if anything like this has happened to 
you, I'd be interested in hearing from you.

As always, any comments are most welcome.

- crimson

Four Seasons: Harvest Moon [ FF, cons, light bond, outdoors ]

By Crimson Dragon (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

The small stones against the glass sounded as loud as a hundred tiny 
gunshots in the stillness of the night. Kate cringed, positive that she 
was going to wake up the entire household. She stood motionless on the 
back lawn, still breathing heavily from her run but ready to bolt like
a 
frightened rabbit at the first sign of disturbance. She wasn't even
sure 
that Linda would be there, much less if she would respond to their old 
signal.

A diffused light switched on in Linda's old room, not the main light, a 
bedside lamp perhaps. Kate's breath caught in her throat. She didn't 
quite dare to look up to the second story window. Instead, she studied 
her feet.

Her running shoes were dusty from the mile run from her parent's 
homestead. She'd taken the old path through the fields that wound 
between the Miller and the Gibson properties. In early October, the
path 
wasn't the awkward mudpit that it was in May. The bottom of her blue 
jeans were also dusty from her jog and she brushed at the dust with her 
hand. She had remained here on the back lawn for fifteen minutes or so 
catching her breath and trying to decide whether or not to continue
this 
crazy adventure. She had taken a deep breath, told herself that she had 
nothing to lose, and tossed the stones gently up to the second story 
window. She didn't even know if Linda was home for the Thanksgiving 
holidays.

Kate heard the sash rise quietly. Her breath hitched and she prepared
to 
dash into the shadows. Faintly, she heard a horse whinny in the
darkness 
to the right.

"Kate?" Linda's voice quietly floated down from above.

"Linda?" Kate whispered into the night. She looked up. Linda hadn't cut 
her hair since the last time she'd seen her. Linda's long brown hair 
hung down like Rapunzel's, silhouetted by the soft light of the bedside 
lamp. Linda leaned out into the darkness.

"Just a sec. I'll be right down."

"Don't wake anyone up." Kate whispered back urgently.

"Have I ever?" Linda quietly closed the window and Kate could faintly 
hear the lock click. Moments later, the light was extinguished in the 
room.

Kate settled herself on the ground and hugged her knees. She knew that 
it would take Linda a few minutes to get dressed and sneak out of the 
house. That fourth step creaked and Linda always had to be cautious of 
it. Kate felt the butterflies begin in her stomach. She was accustomed 
to their appearance, but by now she had expected the tingling to reduce 
on these midnight visits. Granted, it had been a while since they'd
seen 
one another. She hadn't even heard from Linda since September when 
they'd parted to attend different Universities, University of Waterloo 
for Kate, Queen's for Linda. Kate didn't even know if Linda felt the 
same way anymore. University had a way of changing people.

She heard the faint sound of the back screen door; the hinges had
always 
creaked a little. Kate watched as Linda emerged as a silhouette. She 
carefully held the screen door and prevented it from slamming shut as 
though she'd had years of practice. Linda turned and scanned the dark 
yard for Kate.

"Over here." Kate whispered from the shadows.

Linda turned towards the sound and ran across the yard. Kate smiled in 
the dark as Linda practically leapt into her arms hugging her fiercely. 
The two girls held each other for a few moments until Linda spoke.

"God, I've missed you."

They parted. In the faint light, Kate could make out that Linda hadn't 
even bothered with clothes. She stood barefoot in the grass wearing
only 
her flannel nightgown. She was breathing heavily and was flushed. 
Linda's perfect breasts rose and fell beneath the white fabric as they 
gazed at each other.

Linda whispered, "I wasn't sure you'd come."

"I almost didn't."

"I'm really glad you did. I've missed you."

"I missed you too. I. I guess I just wasn't sure you ..."

"Felt the same?" Linda finished her thought. "Of course I do. Don't be 
silly."

Linda stepped in quickly and kissed Kate's lips in reassurance. Kate 
felt Linda's fingers entwining with hers as she broke the kiss. The
kiss 
had been far more passionate than a friendly peck. Kate sighed 
contentedly; Linda still felt the same. The butterflies trapped in her 
belly flew off to bother someone else far away.

Linda began to lead them off towards the barn. As they moved away from 
the sleeping house and down the dirt path, the girls began to talk a 
little more normally, their voices melting into the darkness.

"I was sure that those stones were going to wake up the world. I'm 
surprised it didn't wake *my* father up." Kate was referring to the 
clattering of stones she had thrown lightly at Linda's window to wake 
her.

"Well, they certainly woke me up with a start. I don't think they woke 
up anyone else, though. Never have before. I was having a nice dream 
too. Surprised that I didn't wake up the house. Managed to stifle the 
scream, I think."

"What were you dreaming about?"

"You. Me. The apple tree."

Kate blushed. "I like that."

They lapsed into silence as Linda pulled open the big barn doors. The 
doors creaked horribly loud in the silence. The horses shifted uneasily 
in the dark.

"Shhhhh. Shhhhh. It's just me and Kate. Shhhh." Linda spoke quietly to 
the animals. The horses reacted to the familiar voice and quieted, 
snorting in the pitch darkness of the barn. Linda and Kate petted the 
outstretched noses as they passed the stalls. Kate smiled at the 
memories. Linda and herself riding like the wind through the fields and 
forests together. She giggled as her memories flooded back of that 
summer day three or four years ago. Linda had come up with the crazy 
idea of both of them pulling a Lady Godiva together. Thank God she 
hadn't listened to Linda and hadn't left their clothes at the stream as 
Linda had suggested. Someone must have been watching over them that day 
when Kate had spotted Linda's brother riding out to tell them that
lunch 
was ready well before he'd spotted them. She remembered that Linda had 
still been arranging her t-shirt as her brother had found them. Neither 
of them had had time to put on their underwear.

"The Lady Godiva thing?" Linda asked quietly after taking note of
Kate's 
giggling.

"Yeah."

"That was bloody close."

"Don't I know it."

"How old were we?"

"I don't know. Fifteen? Sixteen maybe?"

Linda laughed quietly to herself as she rooted through one of the tack 
closets at the back of the barn. "Dammit. I should have grabbed a 
flashlight." She pulled a few items free and turned to Kate. "These do?"

Kate smiled at what she saw in Linda's hands. "If you want to visit the 
Tree, it'll be fine."

Kate lifted the old picnic blanket from its home on a back shelf and 
threw it over her shoulder.

"You sure you want to do this?" Kate asked Linda. "You know we can just 
sit and talk. We have a lot of catching up to do."

"Are you telling me that you don't want to do it anymore in your subtle 
way? I want it more than anything in the world," Linda replied as they 
exited the barn and closed the doors. The shrieks of the hinges sounded 
like small banshees in the stillness. "It's all I've been able to think 
about for a month and a half."

"Me? Not want to? I knocked at your window didn't I? At great personal 
peril, I might add."

The two girls began walking towards the south field, softly talking and 
catching up. Their quiet conversation flitted easily between
professors, 
classes, new friends, and their families.

The corn stalks were still standing, though it was late for harvest. A 
light wind ruffled the field. The two girls stopped and gazed up at the 
sky. A billion points of light were glittering above them. Kate gasped. 
She touched Linda, pointing towards the eastern horizon. Linda stood 
transfixed staring at the bright, full, amber moon hanging motionless
in 
the sky above the fields. Kate touched Linda's shoulder again breaking 
the trance.

"Harvest moon," Linda breathed.

Silently the girls continued. They entered the ocean of corn, gently 
pushing their way through the field. A lone wolf howled somewhere off
in 
the distance, but beyond that the only sounds in the night were the 
rustling of the crop and the girls' laboured breathing.

In the middle of the field stood an ancient apple tree untouched by 
farmer or storm. The tired old tree no longer even bore fruit. It 
silently watched over the fields like a lonely sentinel lost in the 
night. A small grassy clearing surrounded the tree where the plow had 
never touched. The clearing and tree were lit eerily bright by the now 
full moon. With no warning, the peaceful place heard the patter of
small 
feminine feet, one pair bare, the other in running shoes.

Kate sighed as she spread the blanket down under the old tree. She sat 
down, motioning for Linda to join her. Linda sat facing her and they 
just held hands, staring at one another.

"It's been a long time." Linda's voice was almost reverent.

The last time they had sneaked out to the Tree was probably early
summer. 
They'd seen each other many times since then, intimately even, but the 
Tree was special. They didn't want to break the magic of the place by 
meeting here too often.

"It's been too long. You sure you want to do this?"

"You ask me everytime. And you know that I do," Linda whispered.

Almost like a hesitant lover, Linda leaned over and kissed Kate softly 
on the lips. Her hands wrapped around Kate's neck; her fingers
connected 
holding Kate close. Their lips met with a tingle of electricity. Kate 
gasped quietly as Linda moaned to herself softly. They parted, both 
breathing harder. Kate gazed into Linda's deep brown eyes and guided
her 
down to the blanket. They kissed again, just holding one another in the 
moonlight and feeling the familiar curves of one another. Their breasts 
touched through the nightgown and Kate's light top.

Linda broke the embrace and sat up. She smiled and pulled the nightgown 
over her head. She tossed it carelessly onto the grass beside the 
blanket. Kate swallowed. She'd never tire of seeing Linda's nudity, no 
matter how often she had the fortune of having it displayed for her. 
Linda's high firm breasts caught the moonlight almost making her pale 
skin glow, her darker nipples high and erect. Kate's eyes traveled over 
Linda, taking in her long legs, her face, even her dusty bare feet. 
Laughing, Linda leapt back into Kate's arms, tugging at her clothing. 
Kate could feel her hands running over Linda's soft skin, exploring
this 
person for whom she had ached so long. She felt her own top leaving her 
body. She raised her arms to make it easier for Linda to disrobe her. 
She felt Linda tugging at her jeans. She hadn't worn underwear tonight 
in the hopes that she wouldn't be needing it. Kate whispered Linda's 
name as she felt her jeans being tugged down her long legs. Kate's
shoes 
disappeared into the darkness and she felt herself become as nude as 
her friend. She felt the warmth of Linda's bare breasts lightly
touching 
her own. Their nipples brushed sending tingles up and down their
spines. 
The two girls were breathing hard, kissing passionately, and allowing 
their fingers to lightly caress one another. A month, nearly two, of 
abstinence made itself intensely known in both girls.

Kate felt Linda's fingers tracing down her belly as she laid back.
Linda 
teased her by running her fingers lightly along her lower lips, only 
occasionally touching inside. Linda leaned down, lightly teasing Kate 
with her tongue, just enough to make her squirm and cry out.

Sighing, Linda crawled back up and kissed Kate full on her mouth. Kate 
gasped. Her arousal intensified tenfold as she tasted herself on
Linda's 
lips.

"You ready?" Kate whispered, breathing hard.

"I. I was born ready." Linda gasped.

Linda knelt and Kate scrambled to get the soft ropes that Linda had 
retrieved from the tack closet. If Linda's father had any idea to what 
uses his eldest daughter put his rope, he'd probably die of a heart 
attack on the spot.

Linda held out her slender wrists in front of herself, watching and 
shivering as Kate tied them together. When Kate had finished, she
pulled 
idly at her bound wrists. She knew that she was never going to get
free. 
Kate had been doing this to her for far too long to allow her to wiggle 
free easily. Linda squirmed as her arousal increased with the
sensations 
of the rope holding her wrists. She sighed as she got to her bare feet 
and padded over to the Tree. Kate followed a few steps behind.

Kate guided the bound woman to the eastern side of the Tree. She wanted 
Linda to be able to gaze at the stunning moon if she wanted. Linda 
walked willingly to that side of the tree and raised her hands above
her 
head. Kate stepped back and regarded the picture. What she saw was her 
best friend, gloriously naked in the bright moonlight, with her bare 
breasts pulled up deliciously, her bound hands reaching for the sky. 
Linda's long brown hair curled delicately over her shoulders and down
her 
back. Linda trusted Kate and waited quietly, enjoying the inspection 
with a shiver. Kate took a deep breath and stepped forward again. She 
secured her friend's hands to a low overhanging branch with a short 
length of rope threaded through the lashing holding Linda's wrists. 
Linda shuddered. She knew that her freedom was gone. She and the tree 
were one tonight; no way to separate herself from it until Kate let her 
go. She idly wondered if this Tree was aware of her bound helpless to 
it, if the Tree could ever remember her after she was gone, if it
missed 
her. She almost felt like part of the Tree when she was here like this. 
She wondered if any other girls had ever been secured to it in the
past, 
like her. A smile graced her face as she remembered the multitude of 
picnics with her family, right here, with her knowing her secret about 
this place. She wondered if anyone could ever imagine that she had made 
love countless times with Kate right here, on the same picnic blanket. 
Could anyone guess that she had stood here, like this, at midnight, so 
many times? Could anyone absorb the vibes from the favorite blanket, or 
could the tree tell them what it had witnessed?

Linda's mind wandered back to her situation. She trusted Kate 
completely, but she could still feel nerves in her stomach. What if
Kate 
decided to take off, got angry with her, and left her here, naked and 
bound to the Tree? How would she explain that to her parents when she 
was found? She would rather die. Kate could run and Linda had no way of 
stopping her. The tingles of her helplessness pulsated through her body 
as her arousal continued its upward climb. She loved it here, loved the 
sensations.

Kate had knelt in front of her. Linda gazed down at her naked friend, 
silently begging with her eyes. Linda slowly parted her legs as she
felt 
Kate's fingers urging her. She felt the rough texture of the grass 
beneath her feet and she felt the tension increase on her bound arms as 
she lowered her body closer to Kate. It was all part of the experience. 
Linda cried out as she felt the first light and teasing touches of 
Kate's soft tongue as it traced along her most private parts. She could 
even feel Kate's soft breath against her thighs and Kate's small hands 
cupping her bare bottom. Kate teased her for what seemed like hours and 
may have been. Linda's cries filled the field and the night. They 
wouldn't carry to the house, but the clearing reverberated with her 
gentle moans. Kate's tongue finally darted inside, teasingly found 
Linda's clitoris and lightly stroked it to the rhythm to which they
were 
both so accustomed. Linda lost herself in the stimulation, feeling her 
restraints, the helplessness, the openness, the moon and the raw 
sensuality. She exploded as Kate's tongue relentlessly touched her and 
Kate's fingers teased her bare skin. She pulled at her wrists, writhing 
as her muscles contracted and lights exploded behind her closed
eyelids. 
She whispered Kate's name as her breathing became short and ragged. 
Kate's tongue continued to tease her until the last strains of her 
climax had subsided. Linda had to gently push the other girl away with 
her bare foot, letting her know that she was finished and completely 
spent.

Kate knelt back on her heels, her face slightly damp with Linda's 
secretions, very aroused. She smiled up at Linda who was just hanging
by 
her wrists, her legs not having the strength to support herself after 
the climax. Linda had waited two months for that climax. And Kate had 
waited two months to give it to her. Knowing that her friend was going 
to want to stay in the ropes for a few minutes afterwards, Kate rose to 
her bare feet and kissed her friend on the mouth. Linda responded 
greedily to the kiss and pressed her bound body against Kate. Her
tongue 
traced along Kate's lips.

Linda murmured after the kiss was broken, "Katie? Can I do you in a few 
minutes? I know you're hot and bothered. I promise I'll do you. I'd
just 
like to stay here for a second? Okay? Please?"

"Of course, sweety. Take your time. I can even do myself if you want. 
You know I don't mind." Kate whispered to the restrained, tired woman. 
Kate sank to the grass, feeling the odd tickle of the turf against her 
vagina and her bottom. She could still feel the waves of her arousal 
washing through her senses, all her senses heightened and sensitive.

Together they gazed at the moon; it had risen higher in the sky
shedding 
more light on their illicit meeting. Kate could not remember ever
having 
seen anything quite as lovely or peaceful in all the time that she'd 
been with Linda. She felt Linda shifting her weight beside her. 
Recovering, Linda closed her legs and supported herself more with her 
feet than her wrists. Linda softly sighed.

After what seemed like an eternity, Linda whispered, "Katie? Thank you. 
I've been waiting months for that." She paused. "God, I wish we could
be 
together."

"We are together."

"I guess I should be happy with what we have. I am. Really. I am."

"I know, honey. Your father wouldn't understand. And even if he did,
the 
good Reverend's church wouldn't. And I love them all like my own
family. 
I don't want to hurt them anymore than you do. We can't tell them. I 
understand. Really I do."

The girls paused, still absorbed by the bright globe hanging silently
in 
the night above them.

"I'm ready."

Kate looked up at Linda. "Ready?"

"Ready to be let down, you silly girl."

Kate rose to her feet and released the rope holding Linda's hands in
the 
air. Linda sighed and pulled down her still bound hands in front of
her. 
Kate reached for Linda's hands to release them, but Linda pulled back a 
bit.

"Leave them. Lie down. It's your turn," Linda whispered.

Kate looked at Linda quizzically but obeyed. It was almost a ritual
with 
the Tree. She released Linda afterwards, and then received the most
mind 
blowing orgasms of her life from Linda's soft knowing fingers. Tonight 
it didn't seem like Linda was going to use her fingers. She closed her 
eyes and felt Linda kneel beside her in the grass. The grass faintly 
itched Kate's bare back, but she soon lost that sensation as Linda 
kissed her again. Her arousal, which had cooled a bit while they'd
gazed 
at the heavens together, flooded back into her body. She felt her 
nipples rising with the kiss. Her clitoris throbbed at the renewed 
stimulation. Linda softly kissed her way down Kate's bare body. Her
lips 
found and teased Kate's nipples until Kate was moaning and softly 
begging. Finally, her tongue traced past Kate's belly button and
through 
the fine thatch between Kate's legs. Kate spread her thighs willingly
as 
Linda motioned them apart with her bound hands. Linda knew the rhythms 
of her friend. Her tongue darted inside the soft folds, searching and 
finding the swollen clitoris. She slowly stroked and circled it with
her 
tongue until Kate held her breath and then cried out, arching her body 
and biting her lip as she climaxed heavily.

As she felt her friend coming down, Linda rocked back on her heels. She 
would never tire of seeing Kate's climaxes. Kate's full body flush was 
visible even in the muted light. She looked beautiful lying in the 
grass, eyes closed and peaceful, her breasts heaving as she struggled
to 
control her breathing. Kate opened her eyes and both girls looked at 
each other. They exchanged a look of pure relief. Finally satisfied.

Linda struggled to lie herself down in the grass with Kate, her still 
bound wrists making the journey a bit difficult. She raised her arms
and 
worked her wrists around Kate's neck. Their lips touched again as
Kate's 
arms wound around Linda's small waist. They moved easily together;
their 
bodies fit as though they'd been designed to belong together. They 
peacefully held one another, their skin still warm from their exertions.

Kate gazed up at the stars as Linda's breathing slowly fell into a 
shallow, regular pace. Kate turned her attention from the heavens to
her 
friend nude, asleep, and cradled in her arms. Complete trust. She let 
Linda sleep for a while, simply enjoying her soft presence. Kate's mind 
wandered back to their life together, their childhood as neighbours, as 
best friends, and finally in high school, as lovers. She didn't know if 
she was in love with this woman or not, but she thought that it could 
become that. Wishful thinking, perhaps, but right now, with Linda here 
in her arms, it seemed right.

After a while, Kate gently shook Linda. Linda mumbled in her sleep, 
kicking a bit. Another gentle shake awakened her. Linda looked up 
sleepily, realized where she was and tenderly kissed Kate's mouth again.

"Time to part, again? What time is it?" Linda asked quietly.

"I have no idea. But we've probably been out here too long as it is."

"I guess. I just don't want to leave."

"Me neither sweetheart. But you want to see me again don't you?"

"You know I do."

"Then we have to get you home before your father comes out looking for 
you."

Linda giggled seriously as she realized what her father would find. Her 
buried and content in her lover's arms. It wouldn't be so bad, she was 
old enough to make these decisions on her own, but it was Kate. He
loved 
Kate as a daughter. And he'd never understand or forgive them.

Kate gently extracted Linda's hands from around her neck. She rose to 
her bare feet and shook her long hair out. She extended her hands and 
helped Linda to her feet by grasping Linda's bound hands in her own. 
Kate again reached for the ropes, and again Linda pulled away.

"Please? Not yet. I like it."

"Alright. You realize I have to untie you before you go back in, but if 
that's what you want."

"I want," Linda spoke quietly.

The girls bent and gathered up the scattered clothing and the rumpled 
blanket. Kate slipped back on her jeans, top and shoes. She threw the 
blanket and Linda's nightgown over her shoulder. Linda cradled the 
remainder of the ropes in her arms. They made one last circuit of the 
Tree, ensuring that they hadn't missed anything that would give away 
their midnight rendezvous.

"Three twenty-two a.m." Kate whispered to Linda as she pressed the 
Indiglo button on her watch.

"Yikes. I guess we lost track of the time. I have to get back."

The women gazed back at the moonlit clearing, smiling at the old Tree 
and their secret. They turned and walked silently back through the corn.

Linda had to quiet the horses again as she replaced the blanket and all 
but her wrist ropes into the tack closet. She rejoined Kate in the back 
yard.

The two girls hugged. Anyone watching from the house would have seen
two 
beautiful girls, one nude, one clothed, bathed in moonlight embracing 
like lost lovers in the middle of the lawn.

They kissed tenderly, their lips still sending electric shivers down 
their bodies. Linda stepped back, finally allowing Kate to release her 
hands. She rubbed her wrists as she gazed back at her girlfriend. The 
bright light from the full moon glinted off the wetness of her tears 
falling down her cheeks.

She gathered the soft rope and her nightgown into her arms. She hadn't 
bothered to replace her sleepwear yet.

"Am I ever going to see you again? Like this?"

Kate did her best to smile. "Sweety. I really don't know. I hope so. 
Christmas maybe?"

Kate bent and quickly kissed Linda's lips one last time. Linda, tears 
still streaming down her face, attempted a smile, but failed. She 
nodded, knowing that university and distance might separate them. No 
promises. She struggled with her feelings, but could do nothing but
turn 
on her bare feet and walk slowly back towards the front porch and her 
home. Kate stood and watched Linda's nude silhouette until she had
given 
one final wave at the door and slipped silently back inside.

She walked back to her own home following the path upon which she'd 
arrived. Her tears fell slowly down her face as she walked. She already 
missed Linda.

Kate slipped silently back into her darkened bedroom. She pulled off
her 
dusty clothing, sighing as she remembered the last time, only a half 
hour ago, that she had not been wearing them. She sat up for hours on 
the edge of her bed, simply gazing at the harvest moon and dreaming. 
Linda, a mile or so away, was doing exactly the same thing.






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