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Trail Run by loyalsock
Date: 4/9/2017, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Author: loyalsock
... the talented athlete behind me catching up to me. Lesley seemed to know every inch of this mountain-side. The hills, the forest's floor, none of this proved too much for her. My peripheral vision saw her. She was stunning in all black with her long white-blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. "What's the matter, baby?" Lesley asked in a voice that sounded more like the concerned lover than a worried friend. It was true. She and I had become so much closer in recent months. I had thought that we might be evolving past friendship but, that seemed to come to a grinding halt when I called her a few days before in the hopes that we might discuss our growing feelings for one, another. The phone had been answered by a sultry voice, belonging to someone named, Denise, who playfully told me that Lesley was, "busy." A heartbeat in which my own heart felt like crumbling, passed before I heard Lesley in the background. Lesley sounded so happy with this woman. I hadn't left a message. I had simply mumbled a quick response and hung up the phone as quickly as possible. Since that had happened, I had not been able to think of much else. How could I have allowed my chance with Lesley slip through my fingers, I wondered. Did I lose her? "Faster," I said breathlessly as together we leapt over a fallen tree. Together, we sprinted through the forest dodging obstacle after obstacle in a heated race. "Logan, what's wrong?" Lesley tried again but, still there was no ...
... answer. She saw that up ahead there was a sudden drop off. She narrowed her eyes on it, trying to judge how wide the opening was but, in the early morning light it was too hard to tell. "We have to stop!" "No!" I pushed harder despite her protests. I hurdled across the wound in the earth, hearing her crying out to me as I did. I landed safely on the other side although, not by much, I realized as I looked over my shoulder to the trench behind me. It was then that I finally stopped. I took a few steps away from the drop-off then, bent over resting my hands wearily on my knees. "What the hell has gotten into you?" I shook my head, avoiding her eyes. I knew that I couldn't look into her gorgeous green eyes or she would know everything. Lesley paced along the other side of the drop-off like a caged a****l. There was a seductive manner in the way that she held her eyes on me, studying me, my every move. She was looking at me from behind long blonde lashes. Her mouth remained opened as she tried to catch her breath. What was she looking for, I wondered. I tensed, knowing that if anyone could read me, it was, her. "Are you going to tell me what is bothering you or do I have to come over there and make you?" I heard her say in such a luring voice that I might have told her anything that she wished to know from the moment that I could first remember. I glanced up at her. She was still pacing, still beautiful. "This isn't work related," she said ...