Trail Run by loyalsockIt was early morning. The sun had just turned a darkened sky to apale silvery gray. A heavy fog blanketed the forest-floor while a mistcontinued to float down on everything beneath the canopy. I doubted verymuch that there was another soul near me, for miles. That was good. Thatwas exactly the way I wished it to be. Becoming lost in thought, I ranharder, faster.The sound of the leaves and sticks crunching under my weightbrought comfort in their familiarity. Keeping my breathing regular, Idetected the subtle scent of ozone in the air. It would rain soon. And yet,even the threat of the approaching rain, had not given me reason to stop myrun. I needed this run more than I needed to be warm and dry. Leaping overa fallen log, I tried to push past my lousy week, wanting to forget my job,my complicated family, my every worry.I felt a gust of wind kick up along the trail. I ignored it,pushing on with even greater determination. A few strands of my long brownhair clung to the nape of my neck despite the fact that I had pulled itback into a ponytail. I was a blur of pale blue to anything that might haveseen me as I veered to the left and the more challenging path.A wince touched my brown eyes with the feel of a branch scratchingat my arm but, I continued upward, feeling the arrival of the burningwithin my lungs. If I could take a moment to appreciate the scene that wasslowly unfolding before me, I might be able to admit that the never-endingsea of greenery and forestry was truly awe-inspiring. However, there was notime for that.Reaching the summit of the massive hilltop, I took no time torest. Instead, I braced myself for the long trek down the terrain which ifI was not careful could prove to be more dangerous. I jumped down, feelingthe loose earth beneath my feet slide. Hopping from the sliding ground toanother section further down and then to another when that part also beganto loosen beneath the weight of my body, I maneuvered my way down thetreacherous path. This was actually my favorite part of the run. Whether Iwas skiing or running, the fast-paced aspect, of the downhill challenge,always sent my heart racing.I knew that when my feet touched down on an already sliding bit ofearth that I was in trouble. I struggled to keep my balance but, it was toolate. The wind was knocked out of me, when I impacted mercilessly againstforest-floor. I rolled down the hill, bumping and brushing obstacles whilestruggling to grasp hold of something, anything before I fell any more downthis tricky path. My right arm reached out to a large root which had grownup from beneath the soil. I gripped it tightly, feeling my body grind to ahalt at the edge of a steep drop-off. Defying my better judgement, I rolledmy head slowly to the left, peeking over the edge to see just how far thedrop might have been.”Oh, God!” I groaned as I stared down into the sudden valleycreated by the old riverbed. Rolling back onto my back, I stared up at thesky above me. “What the hell am I doing?”I sighed while trying to catch my breath. I was hurt. There was noquestion about that. My left ankle was throbbing. I knew that I would notbe able to walk on it. To make matters worse, there was no one around formiles. That was exactly the reason that I had come. I needed to feel that Iwas alone here. I needed this place in all its solitude to rejuvenate me.”This is just perfect,” I said in frustration. I hit the earth withmy fist. “The perfect end to a God-awful week!”The large droplet rolling down my cheek caused me to sniffle andwipe it away. Another, larger droplet landing directly in the center of myforehead made me groan. “Great! Just great! It’s going rain, soon. Whatelse could go wrong?!”A loud clap of thunder causing several birds within the trees aboveto s**tter with fright seemed to answer me. I felt a stinging at my browneyes. Wearily, I closed my eyes. The sound of something coming made metense. It was not long before a fast panting and the sound of an a****ldrawing closer sent my heart racing.Slowly, I opened my eyes to see a wolf staring me directly in theface. I was about to scream, when I felt the a****l lightly lick my cheekin a show of affection. I looked closer, seeing that it was not a wolf atall but, a large German Shepard. In my entire life, I had never seen such abeautiful a****l.The dog was a pale white with the bluest eyes I had ever seen. Itwould have been all too easy to believe that this was its wilder cousin.I watched the dog nuzzle my cheek just before she started to leavebarking loudly. “Hey, wait,” I said, trying to sit up. I stopped with ahissed intake of breath, when the pain caused me to rest on my side.”Rosie!” I heard a woman call. “Where are you, girl?”The excited barking of the dog made me smile. “So your name isRosie, huh?”Sheets of rain pierced, through the canopy, falling onto me withoutmercy. I pulled myself upward, clawing at the ground and sliding to findsome shelter under the nearest tree. All the while, Rosie stood vigil at myside. Closing my eyes, I rested for a moment. A hand caressing my cheekroused me.I stared into concerned green eyes although, I could barely makeout the woman’s face with the red sports jacket that she had d****d overour heads in the hopes that it might protect us just a bit from theelements.”What happened?” I heard a lyrical voice ask softly.”Well,” I said, “I woke up this morning and thought, `It mightbe kind of nice to slide down the side of a mountain. Then, I might sit outin the rain.’ What about you?”I witnessed the woman withdrawing a bit from me. I winced. Thiswoman was trying to help me. There was no reason to take my frustrationsout on her.The woman moved her jacket from overhead, revealing herself tocurious eyes. Long white-blonde hair hung down around her face as shesearched my eyes. The attire that tightly garbed her body was so similar tomy own in all but, the color. She was wearing what by all accounts shouldbe a sports bra and not a shirt but, nevertheless, it was her shirt. Theblack running pants that fitted to her long legs might have been made justto fit her alone because I sincerely doubted that anyone else would be ableto wear them the way this woman was.”I’m sorry. I just— I’ve had a rotten week and I shouldn’t takethings out on you.”She clasped her hands together, as she spoke in a voice drippingwith sarcasm. “You mean, you didn’t mean that?! And here I was thinking,`Wow, this goes perfectly, with the desire which woke ME up thismorning.’ I kept thinking, that it would be simply wonderful to go for anice trail-run and then help some hurt stranger that I might happenupon. And if I all really lucky, avcilar escort maybe I can get bitched at for mytrouble!”I laughed under my breath as this woman batted her long lashesmelodramatically. “Ok, I guess I had that coming.””Uh-huh. You did, love.””I slipped on some loose terrain then fell,” I said. “I think I’vetwisted my ankle.””Of course, you did. We’re girls.”I frowned in confusion.”By the way, my name is Lee,” the blonde said. “Well, actually myname is Lesley but, you can call me, Lee or Les or whatever you want. I’mrambling. Aren’t I?” When I nodded, she laughed.”My name is Logan and why did you say that about us being girls?””Have you ever notice that whenever a woman is running and hurtsherself, it is always her ankle which is injured? It’s like the classiccliche. The woman runs away from some terrible monster. Then, boom! She’son the ground. She just twisted her ankle. I suppose, the only questionleft to ask is, `What was this Monster, that you were running awayfrom, Logan?'”Green eyes fell heavily on me as I squirmed.I tensed. “Are we gonna sit here and gossip in the rain all day ordid you have, some plan, for helping me out of here?”Lesley smiled knowingly. “Ah, avoidance. Must be pretty bad, then.””Look, are we going to get out of here or— “Shrugging, Lesley rose to her feet. “If you don’t want to talkabout it— “”I don’t want to talk about it!”Lesley smiled while nodding. “You may say that you don’t want totalk about it but, I think you really do.””That’s funny,” I said in sarcasm. “I thought I just said that IDIDN’T want to talk about!””Okay, love.” Lesley held up her hands in a show of surrender. “Youdon’t want to talk about it. I get it.”I noticed the mischievous look glinting within her beautiful greeneyes. “I’m going to have trouble with you. I just know it.” The smile whichshe favored me with, only furthered my belief in that theory. I laughed asRosie barked in agreement. “See, Rosie agrees with me!”Lesley smiled warmly at her companion before patting herside. “Traitor,” she joked as her dog panted happily.As she wrapped her arm around my waist and helped me to stand, Icaught the scent of the rain in her long blonde hair. I couldn’t help but,think that it was mixing well with the scent of her shampoo which smelt ofpeaches. Once I was standing upright, or at least, leaning against her forsupport, she helped me rest against the rough tree. I stared at hercuriously, wondering what she was about to do.Turning her back to me, Lesley bent her long legs at the knees thenmotioned for me to climb on. “Come on.””You’ve got to be k**ding me,” I said. “You can’t walk the rest ofthe way out of here with ME on your back.”Lesley looked over my petite body. “You either ride on my back orI’ll carry you some other way. Perhaps, over my shoulder. Either way, yourcall.”The idea of being toted around over her shoulder like some lumpybag of potatoes did not appeal to me at all. I reached out with my hands,climbing onto her back with her help. It didn’t seem to phase her that Iwas there at all, I noticed as she made her way through the trail with meriding atop her back.After some time of walking in silence, I had to say something. Thesilence was driving me crazy. “What would you like to talk about?”She looked at me over her shoulder with a smirk. “I thought thatyou didn’t want to talk, Logan.””Well, say something. This silence is maddening.”Lesley laughed. “Listen to the rain hitting the trees or the watertrickling down the creek.” She squeezed my leg affectionately. “We’re inthe middle of a beautiful forest, love. It’s never really silent.”With a sigh, I rested my chin on her shoulder, catching the soundsof birds nearby. She was right. It was peaceful here which I suppose, deepdown was why I had come here, in the first place.”Things were really stressful this week,” I found myself saying. “Isuppose that is the monster I was running from, when I fell.””I thought you didn’t want to talk about that.” Lesley grunted withexertion as we descended a particularly tricky part of the trail.I sighed. “I’m really sorry that I bit your head off backthere. I’m really not like that at all. I don’t want you to get the wrongimpression of me. You must think I’m awful.”Lesley kissed the forearm around her neck. “I don’t think you areawful,” she assured me. “Would I be carrying you through the woods, if Idid?”Laughing, I felt myself starting to feel a bit better. “I guessnot.””If anything, I thought that you were someone in more pain thanyour twisted ankle. I meant what I said. You did seem as though yougenuinely needed to talk about what was on your mind, even if you didn’tnecessarily WANT to talk about it.”Lesley didn’t know how right she was with that one. I did need totalk about things. I had been keeping things so bottled up lately, that myonly release seemed to be, these trail-runs but, with my ankle like it was,that form of release was going to have to wait a bit.”From now on,” Lesley said in a soft voice. “If you need totalk… about anything… you talk to me. I will always listen, okay.” Shelaughed, adding, “And no more trail-running alone!”Rosie barked in agreement.I smiled against Lesley’s shoulder. “But, who would I run with?”Lesley shook her head with a giggled response. “Honestly, why Ieven bother trying to do a good deed for a smartass like you, is beyondme.””I’m not sure,” I laughed. “Maybe you’re some sort of sadomasochistat heart.””I must be to put up with this sort of abuse.”We each fell silent for a moment before I hugged her shouldersgently.”Les,” I whispered.”Yes, babe?””Thank you.”We made it safely off the trail that day. In months to come, therewere many trail-runs together. She became a very key part of my life. Justas she had asked, whenever I felt the need to talk with someone, I wouldcall her to suggest a run. She was always up for it which meant so much tome as we grew closer.Today, was another such day. I had called her the night beforeasking if she would meet me for an early morning run.Lesley had become very good at reading my moods and gaged this as abit of an emergency. She immediately agreed to meet me.My brown eyes watched Lesley closely as we stepped out of herWrangler. For a moment, I was briefly distracted by the fact that Rosiehurried off without any warning to set out on some adventure withoutus. The fact was, that I had so much more on my mind than Rosie’swhereabouts.In this time in which we stretched, we might have usually taken theopportunity to talk. However, I could not bring myself to do that on thismorning. It bothered me so much that the one person, who I had come to relyupon so much was şirinevler escort the one person that I could not talk with this about.As she bent down to stretch her hamstrings, I took in the beauty ofher shape. She grasped hold of her ankles tormenting me to no end.I wanted her. I wanted her so much. My hands ached to caress thoselong legs being hugged so tightly within her running pants. My mouth wanteddesperately to kiss over her full breasts, to suckle at the erected nippleswhich immediately stood on end with the cool morning air, pressing outdefiantly against the stretchy fabric of her sports bra. I felt myexcitement growing and knew that I must leave for my run or she would feelmy lustful gaze on her.I briefly took another moment to stretch before setting out for myrun. I could hear her calling to me over my shoulder, warning me againstthis act and then asking me to wait but, I wouldn’t. I had a lot of thingson my mind and needed to think. Here in this place, these woods, I found abit of peace and needed that now.It was not too long before I heard the footsteps of the talentedathlete behind me catching up to me. Lesley seemed to know every inch ofthis mountain-side. The hills, the forest’s floor, none of this proved toomuch for her.My peripheral vision saw her. She was stunning in all black withher long white-blonde hair swept back into a ponytail.”What’s the matter, baby?” Lesley asked in a voice that soundedmore like the concerned lover than a worried friend. It was true. She and Ihad become so much closer in recent months. I had thought that we might beevolving past friendship but, that seemed to come to a grinding halt when Icalled her a few days before in the hopes that we might discuss our growingfeelings for one, another.The phone had been answered by a sultry voice, belonging to someonenamed, Denise, who playfully told me that Lesley was, “busy.” A heartbeatin which my own heart felt like crumbling, passed before I heard Lesley inthe background. Lesley sounded so happy with this woman.I hadn’t left a message. I had simply mumbled a quick response andhung up the phone as quickly as possible. Since that had happened, I hadnot been able to think of much else.How could I have allowed my chance with Lesley slip through myfingers, I wondered. Did I lose her?”Faster,” I said breathlessly as together we leapt over a fallentree.Together, we sprinted through the forest dodging obstacle afterobstacle in a heated race.”Logan, what’s wrong?” Lesley tried again but, still there was noanswer. She saw that up ahead there was a sudden drop off. She narrowed hereyes on it, trying to judge how wide the opening was but, in the earlymorning light it was too hard to tell. “We have to stop!””No!” I pushed harder despite her protests. I hurdled across thewound in the earth, hearing her crying out to me as I did. I landed safelyon the other side although, not by much, I realized as I looked over myshoulder to the trench behind me. It was then that I finally stopped. Itook a few steps away from the drop-off then, bent over resting my handswearily on my knees.”What the hell has gotten into you?”I shook my head, avoiding her eyes. I knew that I couldn’t lookinto her gorgeous green eyes or she would know everything.Lesley paced along the other side of the drop-off like a cageda****l. There was a seductive manner in the way that she held her eyes onme, studying me, my every move. She was looking at me from behind longblonde lashes. Her mouth remained opened as she tried to catch her breath.What was she looking for, I wondered. I tensed, knowing that ifanyone could read me, it was, her.”Are you going to tell me what is bothering you or do I have tocome over there and make you?” I heard her say in such a luring voice thatI might have told her anything that she wished to know from the moment thatI could first remember.I glanced up at her. She was still pacing, still beautiful.”This isn’t work related,” she said knowingly. “If it was, youwould have told me by now. And I know that you aren’t seeing anyone rightnow, so this can’t be a relationship problem.” Lesley stopped narrowing hergreen eyes on me. “That means that it has something to do with me. That’sthe only thing that makes any sense. That’s why you won’t talk tome. That’s why you won’t tell me what is bothering you.” When I hurried tolook away, she said, “That’s why you won’t even LOOK at me!””You know, Lesley,” I started weakly. “My entire world does notrevolve around you!” Although, I might like, for it to, I admittedinwardly.Lesley backed away several feet before sprinting to the edge,making the jump across the drop-off look incredibly easy. She walked overto me, studying me too much for my own comfort.I was shocked when she knelt down in front of me, looking up at mewith those mesmerizing green eyes. Her hands on my hips felt amazing. Asoft little moan left my lips as a result of her touch.”You’ve hardly spoken to me in the last few days, my friend,”Lesley whispered.”Your friend,” I found myself repeating. “Is that what we are?Friends?”She looked at me with confusion in her eyes. “Yes, of course, weare.””Is that all?””Is that what this is about, Logan? Is that why you jumped overthat ledge? You could’ve been hurt! You know that, don’t you?””I was trail-running,” I countered. “That’s what you do, when youare out here. You avoid obstacles.”I was surprised to see tears forming in her eyes. “What?””Why are you looking at me that way?””What way?” I tried to pull away from her but, she would not let mego.”Like you are angry with me, like I’ve hurt you,” Lesley answeredwith a wavering voice.It was then that I finally did manage to pull away from the tallerwoman. “We should hurry and finish the trail. You will probably want to getback. I know that you don’t want to keep Denise waiting.”Lesley’s jaw dropped with my words. “How do you know about her?””Does it matter?” I shrugged, resigned to believe that if Idetached myself from this entire situation it might not hurt nearly asmuch.”It isn’t what you think it is.”I huffed a laugh. “That has got to be the lamest excuse in thebook, Les.” I waved her words off. “It doesn’t matter. It’s not as if youand I are an item or anything.”When I glanced over at her, I saw her face blanch terribly. Mystomach knotted with the sight of the tears which I had caused. I thoughtback to the first day that we had met. Why was I always saying such awfulthings to her in these woods, when I did not mean them at all?”You and I have never been intimate,” she said barely above awhisper. “But, that doesn’t mean that I don’t love you, Logan.”I doubled over, feeling as though, taksim escort I might faint with happiness orperhaps, become ill with the sickness my own words inspired. The sound ofher rising to her feet made me tense. I listened as she stopped directly infront of me. Her hand under my chin instructed me to raise my head which Idid. I stood up straight, looking at her with uncertainty in my brown eyes.Lesley cupped my face, pulling me close. She lightly brushed herlips over mine, timidly at first. Perhaps, she was waiting to see if Iwould protest. Her lips increased their wonderful pressure, when I did not.I felt her body press against mine. I had never felt anything soheavenly in my life. When her tongue gently sought entrance at my lips, Islowly parted them to give myself over to her completely.Lesley’s warm palm rested against my cheek while her other hand wascentered between my shoulder blades pulling me closer to her. She kissed meslowly, in a lazy manner which demonstrated that we would have all the timein the world. As the passion in the kiss intensified, she began backing megently against a massive tree. When she felt my back, press against it, shelowered her hands to my hips.A low purred sound of arousal left my lips entering into her as shepicked me up. I wrapped my arms around her neck while my legs encircled herwaist. If there was anyone else about within these woods, they were lost tome in her embrace. The sweet taste of her lips, was all I knew in this ourown private Eden.”I love you, Logan,” Lesley whispered against my lips as her handscaressed over my thighs.I cupped her face, pulling her mouth to mine with a heatedpassion. I needed to have her. I needed to be connected with her in thisnew way. My hand sliding over the smooth fabric of her sports bra causedher nipples to strain against the fabric in the hopes of release. I pulledthe bra up freeing her full breasts for my touch. As I teased and pulledlovingly at her erected center, she moaned hotly.Lesley kissed along my neck, lightly raking her teeth over mycollar bone which caused me to whisper her name. Her hand teasing at mybreasts made me shiver in anticipation. She pushed forward, readjusting howshe held my weight in a balance between herself and the tree. This actcaused her abdomen to grind against my sex.”Oh, God,” I gasped as I felt her grind against me once again but,this time it had been in a purposeful seduction. “Lesley, please.”As I felt Lesley’s hands gently reaching beneath my emerald greenrunning pants, touching me for the first time, I didn’t care about Deniseor if I had lost Lesley to her. My only thought was that I needed to bewith Lesley now even if it was only this once. In this moment, I would becompletely open with her, give myself over to her without surrender. Icould feel her entering inside of me, slowly at first, in shallowmovements. Then, her fingers began to steadily push deeper within me as Iopened myself more for her. I wanted her inside of me so badly.Lesley kissed me slowly. Her tongue caressed mine in a dance as wesought to chart each other’s mouths. She gasped as my hand rubbed her clitthrough the fabric of her running pants. “I won’t be able to hold you uplike this if you keep doing that,” she said breathlessly.”Shh, let me have you, Lesley,” I said sliding my hand beneath herpants. The heat originating from between her legs sent a ripple ofexcitement throughout my entire being. I caressed her slit, running themoisture which had been gathering there up to her clit, where I then teasedand rubbed feverishly.Lesley altered her pace to match mine, thrust for thrust.Our kissing grew more intense with each passing moment as together,we fell into a glorious rhythm.My fingers eased deep within her, surrounded in the fiery warmth ofher. I felt my breath coming in gasps as she mouthed my nipple through thethin fabric of my gray tank-top. The muscles of my body tightened suddenlyas I cried out. She felt my wetness coat her fingers as I threw my headback to rest against the tree in the moment of my climax. My innermostmuscles gripped at her fingers, holding them close to me for as long asthis moment would possibly allow.Lesley became so exited by my orgasm that she soon followedsuit. Her husky moan filled my senses as she fell forward against me. Shesoon came back down with my smooth caresses inside of her in combinationwith my slow kisses to her neck and shoulders.I found her mesmerizing green eyes staring at me with suchadoration that they threatened to make me cry from sheer happiness. All mylife, I had never wished to tell someone that I loved them the way I wishedto tell her. As I attempted to speak, a sound interrupted me.Rosie barking happily caused us both to turn and look at the dog,who sat with a tilted head staring at us with what looked remarkably like asmirk on her face. She looked to the north then back at us.We both knew what she was trying to tell us. It seemed amazing tome that she had run off the moment we had arrived only to appear now towarn us that someone was coming. We both had the feeling that she mighthave sensed what was coming and decided to allow us our time alonetogether. Taking Rosie’s advice, we straightened our clothes and finishedour run, wanting nothing more than to go home to resume our lovemaking.I smiled happily at my new lover as she held the door to the yellowWrangler open for me. She waited until I was comfortably seated insidebefore she closed the door for me. As she walked around the back of theSUV, her cellular phone rang. I answered, hearing a voice which instantlyended my afterglow.”Hello, is Lesley there?” Denise asked.”She’s busy.” I couldn’t resist answering just as she had that dayin which I had called for Lesley.”Oh, okay,” Denise answered in a chipper voice. “You must beLogan. She talks about you ALL the time. She’s got it bad for you,girl. Anyway, will you tell her that her cousin called and said that shedoesn’t have to worry about me crashing at her place, anymore? Mygirlfriend and I talked and I moving back in with her.”I fell completely silent as Lesley entered the Jeep, closing thedriver’s side door. The expression on my face caused her body to turn tosteel.Denise wondered if she had lost the connection. “Hello?! Did youget all that?””Yes. I’ll tell her.”I turned off her cell phone in silence.”Everything okay, baby?” Lesley asked me as I sat motionless. Sheturned to face me, smoothing my cheek.I lurched over, cupping her face while I kissed her fiercely. Themoan which left her lips, being swallowed by my own, made my body tinglewith desire for this woman.”I love you,” I whispered against her lips. The feeling of hersmiling as I kissed her, made me feel exuberantly happy.”And I love you, Logan.” Lesley uttered, between kisses.It was nice to know that I had finally found a partner, who I couldrely upon to traverse this park’s, and even, life’s sometimes treacherousterrain.