I wish I could say I played coy, or hard to get, but that would be an outright lie. Sparks flew between us the moment we saw each other. Three years of nothing but harmless e-mailing, suddenly burst into a cloud of smoke, and left us virtually naked before each other. I had fallen for his smile, and his quiet personality. He carried a sense of mystery around him, as though saying anything could result in disaster. I, on the other hand, decided that things had to be the way it should be.
So with that, I invited him to my house. My backyard, actually. Eight acres of beautiful flat land, covered in grass and surrounding a small clearing, an endless multicolored sea of wildflowers that fluttered like a small wave in the wind. Trees provided privacy and shade, and just over a small peak, a large lake loomed. The tips of its crests sparkled like diamonds on the surface in the sunlight, rippling and coming to an abrupt halt at the shore. It too, was surrounded by trees and wildflowers. It was a private world that few had access to.
He showed up late, and we sat in the clearing on a big blanket, eating a small picnic dinner. As soon as the time was right and the moon came out, we ran through the flowers to the pond, holding hands as if not to lose each other in the night. He stripped quickly, jumping into the water, and then turning to watch me. I took a little longer. My sundress was made of a gauzy soft material. Its hem flowed silently in the breeze around my knees. I reached to the back of my neck, and untied the halter-top from its tight confines. I held it to me for a moment, before letting it fall into a puddle of fabric at my feet.
