first-time-outdoor-sex

Early 80s. No AIDS word yet. Just fields, freedom, my piss stream hitting the tree bark. Heart thumps steady. Alone in the countryside. Then she bursts from the bushes. Blonde pigtails bouncing. Plaid shirt, white-red checks. Jean minishort hugging her hips. Legs smooth, endless. Like that cheese ad girl. Belle des Champs. Exact copy. But…