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Four Seasons: Easter Tears 
By Crimson Dragon 

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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