The sun rose on another fine Sunday on Annie's farm. The early morning light filtered into my room and illuminated my bed, full of beautiful, naked, sweaty, sexy people; my people. I loved them all.
There was Kate, my crazy little cousin, Katie. We had been a part of each others lives as long as we could remember. We hid and touched one another as kids, stole away and made out as teenagers, danced and partied and made love as young adults.
I had tried to push away, so many times. I ran away from her, rejected her and broke her little heart so many times, but she kept coming back for more. Once she finally caught me, she'd wrapped my heart up so tight, that I never wanted to let her go. That was exactly what was about to happen, though. I was going to have to let her go, with Adam, upon whose shoulder she rested.
Adam, the coolest guy I had ever met. He was smart, talented, funny, charming, witty; he had it all. I loved him too. I loved him too much, or so it seemed. I had never loved another guy the way I loved Adam and it made me uncomfortable, at least in the beginning. I was growing accustomed to it, some what, by that point. I still feared that my feelings could grow even deeper, that I might fall in love with him in some romantic way, and that would prove I was gay. That troubled me. Having sex with him, in that age of free love didn't trouble me. As a matter of fact, looking upon him, in that dim light, I felt very attracted to him. I looked at his naked body, at his half-hard cock, and I wanted him.
I felt Li began to stir. She lay with her head on my stomach. As she writhed about her long black hair tickled me and I had to gather it up in my hand. She wiggled up, kissed my cheek and fell back to sleep on my shoulder. I loved that one too. I was most definitely falling in love with her. She was the most fascinating creature I had ever known. She was every bit as witty and clever as Adam and she had a certain wisdom about her. She was intuitive and seemed to understand things on a deeper level than the rest of us and could express her thoughts so concisely.
She constantly amazed me. She had a delicate beauty about her and at the same time she could be bold and brash. She told me time and again that she was in love with me and she knew I was in love with her. She was right, of course. She told me that I should come away with her when she left for San Francisco the following month. I wanted to, so badly, but I didn't think I could.
We all had a leisurely Sunday, and a mellow Sunday night. Annie's model, Janet had left, but Heather stayed on, more as a plaything of Annie's than a model, at that point. So it was the six of us. Adam and Li, Kate and me, Annie and her newest girlfriend, Heather.
We all spent the evening in the parlor, with Adam playing his guitar as I accompanied him on harmonica and supplied harmony to his vocals. He played so well. He is still one of the finest guitarists I have ever known and absolutely the best singer I have ever harmonized with. I don't know if it was his talent or just a natural phenomenon that caused our voices to fall into that wonderful, close harmony. It was thrilling for the both of us. It was obvious that girls enjoyed it too.
Li was teaching Katie needle point. They sat quietly together on a sofa, working on their craft, while Adam and I played and sang, and Annie played little Heather like a fine instrument, in the love seat.
It was always a pleasure to watch Annie make love. It was just one of her many talents. Annie would give her partners such adoring glances, they were sure that she was deeply in love with them. I loved looking at the faces of her lovers as Annie graced their flesh with the delicate touch of her fingers and passed her lips over their skin. Heather's pretty face was especially gorgeous as she became enraptured by Annie's skills. Annie was a virtuoso. It was truly inspiring. It did indeed inspire Adam and me to take our music to a higher level that night.
