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The rain had subsided by the time we had got to our destination. It was a road that led to nowhere. A mud trail filled with overgrown bushes. The sky had begun to clear and a cool wind blew against our faces, congratulating us for surviving the storm.
I took her hands. “We’re getting close.”
We trudged through the muddy paths and skipped over little rivulets of water. I looked to my side and noticed Chiefo staring at me with a puzzled expression.
“You’re not taking me to some ritual killer, are you?” she asked as she struggled to find proper footing on the slippery rock. She stumbled. I held her hands so she didn’t fall.
“Of course not,” I said.
Finally, we got to a clearing. The sun had begun to rise, a glowing medallion amongst a sky the colour of cotton candy. We ambled through the meadow, enjoying its peaceful air and the way it seemed to stretch into eternity. The sun illuminated a grass so green, it seemed almost like one from a fairy land. Leaf blades switching gently. Swaying to and fro like a hypnotic pendulum. It was the perfect dreamscape. Chiefo stared at it in wonder. The landscape terminated into a little cliff that overlooked the entire expanse of land. You could even see the perfect arc of the earth as the rolls of vegetation disappeared into the horizon.
“It’s beautiful,” she said. “Like…like…God it’s indescribable.”
“Like a dream,” I said.
I squatted on the grass and motioned for her to do the same. She squatted in front of me, cross-legged and with her knees grazing mine. I reached into my bag and brought out a flask. Its contents were hot, mouthwatering, and a perfect reminder of home. It hit my nose with the ambrosiac aroma of fried dough infused with spicy meat.
"Pancakes?" I offered.
She grabbed one and took a bite. "Hmmm... Tastes like heaven on a hill."
"Err...it’s a little assemblage I cooked together in my free time."
She looked up from munching on a pancake. "Assemblage? What does that mean?"
I shrugged. "I don't know. I saw it in a movie. It felt right."
"It always feels right with you." she laughed. A funny one. Giggling through her nose, a sound quite similar to the brook flowing merrily through the well-lit forest. I know it's strange and absolutely unusual but her awkward laugh drew me instantly close to her. I feared I was falling in love.
"You know what else feels right?" I said.
"What?" she stared at me with a twinkle in her eyes, partially hidden by her hair. I reached out and brushed the hair aside to reveal more of the brilliant orbs she was hiding. She blushed when I did this.
"Me and you here tonight," I whispered. Our knees were now leaning on each other. Hers on top of mine. I think she didn't even notice.
"Yeah?" she said and wet her lips. That little action caused a stirring in my turgid shaft. I felt I must act. Yes, I must do something about this new found love.
"Yes." I leaned forward and slowly kissed her lips. She didn't resist but she didn't accept me either. I broke the kiss and looked away, embarrassed.
"I'm sorry...I—" I stuttered out an apology. But she placed a finger on my lips.
She grabbed my face and kissed me softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity. I clung to her, totally unaware of where I was and who we were. We were lost to ourselves. Her hot tongue parted my lips, sending wild tremors along my nerves, evoking from me sensations I never knew I was capable of feeling. And as the last drop of rain splattered against our faces and flowed through our bodies, I was kissing her back and we made love there and then on the grass in the dawn.