155 Words: Nothing by Blueswirl@aol.com 4/6/99 Summary: Field work can be fun Disclaimer: Don't really need one; there are no names used here, but even if they were, they're not mine, OK? Archive: 155 Words Archive OK; anywhere else, please ask first He said nothing, but he felt the molten heat of her stare as they walked through the woods. He said nothing, but he took her hand and followed the beacon of her auburn hair away from the group, deep into the dank, wet forest. He said nothing, but he gasped when she stopped and pushed him roughly up against a tree. He said nothing, but his heart raced as her nimble fingers unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, as she smiled wickedly and knelt to pull his underwear down. He said nothing, but he moaned as she cradled his balls in her palm and slipped him into her mouth and took him to the moon and back. He said nothing, but he savored the wet, salty kiss she gave him before leaving to rejoin the others. He said nothing, but he made a mental note to wear his glasses into the field more often. END (1/1) Feedback is worshipped at Blueswirl@aol.com. :) Blue :) http://blueswirlscrashpad.simplenet.com "Every moment is a new adventure waiting to be lived."