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story: Snowed in Love

She passed her by. She could keep going but she knew she couldn’t just leave her there. It might be what she deserved but it wasn’t something she could do to anyone. It was cold and was going to get a lot colder as the sun set. It was also going to start to snow again. She might be what her father would have called a “non-considerable” but even he, still would have stopped. This hard country taught you to look out after one another. Her jeep skidded a little as she stopped, slowly backing up to where her driver's window was even with her. Anyone who would bring such a big fancy car, which was so ill equipped to handle such rough terrain, out on a dirt mountain road in a snow storm couldn’t be thinking straight. Crystal watched her desperately trying to get her cellular phone to work and she knew she was way out of her natural element. She was use to the city where she wielded all the power. She wasn’t use to having to admit there were things she couldn’t control. Crystal had grown up with the knowledge that there were many things out of her control and having met Paula Mcdown she was sure of it. Paula had approached her about three months ago with an offer to buy her property on Cedar Mountain. It had gotten into her head that their community needed a ski lodge to bring in tourist and boost the local economy. Mcdown also got it into her head that her land was the perfect location for their ski lodge. Crystal venomously opposed this idea. They had been going around and around the subject all this time. She wouldn’t budge and Paula still wouldn’t give up on the notion. Hitting the power button that rolled down her window Crystal, fought the anger she felt for this woman. It wouldn’t do either of them any good right at this moment. Apparently Paula still hadn’t noticed that she had stopped to help and sat in her front seat pounding on her mobile phone trying to summon help. “For the love of Pete woman” Crystal was yelling at Paula’s closed window “Open the stupid window!” Finally noticing her, Paula quickly hit the power window button and whizzed her window down exclaiming “I can never get a strong enough signal on this thing. It’s a complete waste of time!” What arrogance. The woman was intolerable. “I think you’re stuck really deep.” Crystal’s lips twitched a little, revealing a small hint of an amused smile. “And that little bit of snow earlier was only the tip of the storm.” She winced inwardly at the thought of the next words to come out of her mouth. “I think the best thing to do is take you on home with me and when the storm has passed we can get you some help getting your car out of that ditch.” Paula looked at her for a moment as if she hadn’t heard her, than reached over picked up her brief case, got out, locked her car and was shutting her passenger’s side door with the bellow “Whacha’ waiting on?” All before Crystal had even had time to realize she had moved. “You don’t waste time do you Ms. McDown?” Crystal had never stopped before, to really look at the woman sitting beside her. Paula was a tall woman, filling up her half of the front seat with her long legged, lean and taunt body, and over flowed into Crystal’s. She was younger than she had first thought with sunset streaked, auburn hair, blue eyes that twinkled mischievously and fair skin that was smooth as glass. She also had soft full lips that set Crystal’s mind to wonder at the thought of what their soft caress could do. Close up Paula Mcdown was one over-powering package of female presence. “Can’t waste any of our time, life is too short.” Paula said smiling into Crystals admiring eyes. This was going to be one long day, Crystal thought; as she started the car’s engine and pulled back onto the road. There was joyous silence in the short time it took to reach Murdock cabin. Crystal’s great-great grandfather had built the cabin as he carved her homestead out of the harsh, unyielding wilds. It was Crystal’s favorite place in the world; it was the demon standing between her and Paula McDown. After she had stopped the jeep and got out, with one leg still inside Paula, raised herself up, turned and stared over the top of the vehicle at Crystal, she cradled her head in her hand looking thoughtfully at her. “Miss Murdock—it is miss, I can do Ms. if you prefer." Paula smiled at her just like a cat who was about to talk a mouse out of its life, all charm and cream. “Miss is fine, Ms. McDown.” She would have like to tell her she didn’t particularly want her to call her anything. She didn’t want her to talk to her at all, but under the circumstances she had no choice. “Miss Mudock it was very kind of you to stop and help me. I know we haven’t exactly been getting on so well, but I’d like to propose a truce. Let’s not talk about business or our little difference in opinion; who knows we might just enjoy each other’s company.” Her whole face laughed with the wink that ended the offer of peace. Crystal couldn’t believe she had the gull to wink at her after a remark like that one. Fat chance! Who did the woman think she was? Difference of opinion. It was not her opinion that she owned her land; it was a matter of law. Paula was trying to force her to sell to her, when she didn’t want to sell to anyone. Fighting down her ire she bit the inside of her lip, turned to her, gave her a tight little smile, that made her look as if her face hurt and muttered what might have been anything. Turning she set out on a fast pace for the cabin’s porch; with the crunching snow her only other comment. She must have assumed her grunt was compliance to her suggestion and happily trotted off behind her, like a satisfied puppy dog with a treat. She was about to warn her concerning the icy steps when she heard the crash behind her. Paula had fallen hard; hitting her head on the steps. She ran back across the porch as quickly as she could. Her first aid skills were never very keen so she wasn’t exactly sure about what to do with the unconscious woman in front of her. Crystal rolled her over as gently as she could and immediately saw the bright red streak slowly trekking down her forehead. She felt her pause and reassured herself that she was at least still alive. The first thing Crystal needed to do was summon help, but as she turned to go inside Paula started to come around. “Whoa! What hit me?” Paula started to sit up as Crystal knelt to stop her. “Don’t try to move yet. You knocked yourself out on the step.” Crystal could see Paula’s warm, laboring breath misting in the cold air; as she struggled to regain her senses. Crystal took the tissue in her pocket out and started to dab at the blood coagulating on her forehead as she laid staring up at her. “Did you know you’re beautiful?” Paula queried dazedly. “Did you know you’re delirious? It can happen from a blow to the head” “I think we should try to get you back into the jeep, we still have time to beat the storm to the hospital.” Crystal told Paula, though the frown she wore told otherwise. “Do you really think we can make it?” Paula asked weakly. Looking up at the sky Crystal didn’t know if they could make it to the jeep, much less the hospital, before it started to snow. Looking down at Paula she didn’t know if she would be okay without medical help. She was in trouble. “To be honest I don’t think we have time to make it all the way to the hospital before the worst of the storm hits, but I think you really need the medical attention, as soon as possible.” The panic forming in Crystal’s stomach could be heard in her voice, as she told her the truth. “Well, there’s one thing for sure.” Paula said through painful, gritted teeth as she struggled to sit up. “If we die on the road we won’t reach the hospital at all. So I guess we had better stay here and try to make the best of it” “Do you think you should try to stand up just yet?” Crystal uttered as she tried to steady her with her arms around her waist as she was trying to stand. “No but the thought of you trying to drag me the rest of the way into the house will give me all the strength I need to make it. Anyway, I don’t think I have much choice, it feels as if it’s getting colder out here. There’s no sense in adding exposure to our problems.” If the situation wasn’t so grave Crystal might have taken offense at her statement but under the circumstances she had to admit she was right. Leaning as much of her weight as she could bear upon herself Crystal helped Paula the rest of the way into the house. She maneuvered her over to the big floral couch that filled up the space in front of the fireplace and let her drop not caring if the added fall increased her injuries or not. She went over to the fire place and lit the log pile that was carefully stacked in the hearth. The flames greedily ate the small pieces of kindling and quickly demanded more substantial fuel. Crystal opened the wood cupboard at the right of the fireplace and added some larger logs to the flames. As soon as she had assured herself that the fire wouldn’t go out she turned her attention to the woman lying semi-conscious on her couch. She was lying with one arm and leg off the pillow like couch. The couch seemed small compared to her .Once again Crystal realized how tall she was; she seemed as if she were in excellent health and she did nothing but work out. She was wet from where her warm body had melted the snow under her as she lay on the steps. The first thing Crystal had to do was get her out of her clothes. The only problem was that she could feel her cheeks grow flush with just the thought: how could she do the deed? “Ms. Mcdown ….I uh.. well ..we…have to try to get your clothes off before you do catch a chill .” Crystal couldn’t see her face from her angle but the hairs on the back of her neck told her she wore an amused expression, even in her condition. She had decided to try and find something dry that she could wear while her clothes dried but didn’t have the slightest idea of what that could be. The only thing she came up with, and that was out of desperation, was her flannel cotton robe. On her way back to the couch from the bathroom, where she recovered the robe from it hook on the back of the door, she had to suppress a tiny giggle at the thought of what she was going to look like in it. Crystal couldn’t imagine Paula ever wore anything that was not designer something or the other. She knelt by the couch in front of her , she was about to reach out and touch her shoulder to get her attention when she noticed how beautiful she really was, she was the sort of woman that guys and well if we’re honest some girls, dreamed about. “Well, what’s the verdict?” Paula said as she startled Crystal, by opening her eyes to stare mischievously into Crystals. “I think you will live “she returned sarcastically, hoping Paula would think she was trying to assess the damage the fall had done to her. She would die of embarrassment if she guessed she had been ogling her. “Do you think you can, sit up now?” Crystal asked with concern in her voice, hoping nothing really was too badly wrong with her. “We do need to get you out of those wet clothes.” “I found something for you to put on till your clothes dry.” She added holding out the flannel robe for her to see. After staring at the absurd robe in crystal’s hands for a second, Paula burst out laughing so hard her eyes watered. “I definitely think you are going to live” Crystal gritted at her through her teeth as she held out her hand to help her sit up. “Not if I have to wear this thing too long” Paula chirped, pointing to the robe, as she took Crystals hand and sat up. As she reached out to help her unbutton her shirt she could see that her color was returning and she didn’t feel as cold to the touch. It had to be a sign that she was not hurt as bad as she could have been. No longer believing that Paula was in any danger, Crystal let out a sigh of relief. After they got her shirt off Crystal looked down at her wondering how to continue and save herself from embarrassment. “If I help you to stand up, do you think you can handle the rest without help?” Crystal asked deciding that the direct approach was the best way to deal with it. “ I think so” the corners of Paula ’s eyes crinkled with the amusement she was trying hard not to show “If you just turn around in front of me but stay close in case I get dizzy or something” Paula made as quick of a work of the change as she could in her weakened state. She slouched down on the couch with her head back and her knees spread wide apart leaving the robe barely covering anything she might want to hide. Turning around to make sure Paula was okay Crystal felt heat run all the way up her body at the amount of tan, soft flesh the offending robe left exposed. “I’ll get you a blanket and fix you something warm to drink” she mumbled over her shoulder as she went to her bedroom to get the blanket. As she was heating the milk to give her she had the thought that maybe she shouldn’t give her anything to drink or eat after her injury realizing she really needed to brush up on her first aid skills. In the kitchen she composed herself a little as her hands found the things she needed quickly on automatic pilot. It just didn’t seem real to her that the object of her anguish was sitting in her living room dependent on her. There must be some reason this was happening but Crystal couldn’t see it right now. As she placed the finished hot chocolate on a wooden serving tray she tried to gather enough courage to go back and face the wounded beast. She whispered a silent prayer hoping she received the strength to make it through what ever came next and backed out the kitchen door. She found her curled up under the blanket fast asleep. She wanted to let her sleep but remembered learning somewhere that you should wake someone up who had experienced a head wound, every few hours to make sure they were all right. So she put the tray down beside her big fluffy chair opposite the couch, covered up with the afghan her grandmother had crocheted her on her eighteenth birthday and drank Paula ’s hot chocolate while contemplating suicide by firelight. After staying up all night to make sure Paula was all right, Crystal finally nodded off in the early morning hours. She was awakened by the sounds of someone adding logs to the dying fire. As she sluggishly opened her eyes her breath was taken suddenly away by the most disarming smile she had ever seen. “Hello, Sleepy head” Paula definably looked much better. “Oh! I went to sleep. I’m sorry.”, as she suddenly sat up Crystal gasp “Are you all right?” “I’ve got one whopper of a bump but other than that I seem to be fine now.” Paula was still smiling like a jack-o-lantern. Crystal might have thought it freakish if it wasn’t doing strange things to her heart rate. She really had to try to remember that it was Paula that was hit on the head. She was acting like someone who was a little out of their mind. Crystal got out the chair and walked to the front door, she opened the blind to find a bright blanket of white wrapped around everything in sight with big soft flakes of snow falling at a steady pace from a white out sky. “Well, I guess its official- we’re snowed in” Crystal couldn’t keep the disappointment from her voice. “Is that a bad thing?” Paula wasn’t wearing a smiling now, but somehow she still seemed like she was smiling. “Well, it isn’t good, but we won’t die I suppose.” Crystal, if she were honest with herself, wasn’t thinking of it as a hardship either, but she wasn’t about to admit that to anyone. Crystal had to admit thought that when she was conscious, Paula wasn’t such bad company after all, barring the fact that she was trying to take the one thing she love away from her. “We have enough supplies to last weeks, plenty of wood for the fireplaces and gas for cooking and hot water, so I think it will be fine. “Do you think we could be here for weeks?” Paula queried with what crystal almost thought was anticipation standing besides her watching the snow descend quietly with what could be described as a look of satisfaction on her face. “No but it will probably be a couple of days. We are on a private road.” Crystal sighed in response “The neighbors will dig us out with a plow for me but they will wait for the snow to stop first.” “Hey, I know - how about breakfast. It’s the one thing I can cook with expertise.” Paula said cheerfully; smiling again, as if she were setting out on an adventure instead of being snowed in, out in the middle of nowhere. “My mom and I were early risers in a house of night owls. It was great; she taught me the ins and outs of breakfast cuisine.” Heading toward the kitchen Paula looked over her shoulder with a look that playfully said “hurry up, let’s get going here”. “All right, you’ll have to guide me around and show me where everything is.” Paula said, as crystal caught up to her in the small kitchen. “And I will do the rest.” She was just like an overgrown kid. Somehow she wasn’t anything like Crystal thought she would be; she was seemingly, easy going with a happy go lucky attitude, not overbearing with a never ending ego as she had imagined her. “Okay, how about something simple today.” Paula announced looking back at crystal while standing in front of the open refrigerator door “a cheese and ham omelet with O J and toast sounds good to me. How about for you?” Crystal mumbled a quiet okay while Paula busied herself taking the needed ingredients out of the fridge. She rummaged around the cupboards looking for the utensils she requested with lifting spirits. It was actually quite nice to work in the kitchen with someone. It was kind of like a dance, moving together as a team to accomplish something that they both could enjoy. They worked together in silence, Paula had her chopping up the peppers, ham and onions while she prepared the pan broke the eggs and beat them with a little cream .She added the chopped ingredients and made perfect omelets. Crystal made toast the old fashion way over the open fire in the living room with an old implement her grandparents had owned. She brought the toast back in just as Paula had finished setting the little table in front of the big bay window in the kitchen. “What a great view” Paula remarked as she filled the orange juice glasses she had placed on the table. “The snow makes everything look so clean and pure. You sure couldn’t find anything like that where I live. Nothing can cover cement and make it look any better than the hard, cold necessity it is.” “Don’t get me wrong I love the city but a change is welcome whenever I can get it.” Paula admitted with a youthful grin on her face. Did she ever stop smiling, Crystal kind of hoped she didn’t, it was something someone could get use to. They sat down and feasted on the simple fair in peace, enjoying the silent picture the fresh falling snow was painting softly in white on the country side. “This is nice” Paula, finally breaking the silence, was looking at her wearing a relaxed ease on her face. “I haven’t enjoyed a morning meal as much in a long time” She suddenly looked sad as if some painful thought had hit her unexpectedly. “My mom passed away from cancer a few years ago” Crystal could see that this was hard for her to talk about. “And like I said morning was our special time. We would cook and have our breakfast together every morning. We would talk about what was going on in our lives and just about everything else you could think of, it was great. It’s one of those things that you never forget and take with you everywhere.” Paula was looking off into the white chill without really seeing anything. “It’s nice to have someone to share breakfast with” She was now gracing Crystal with one of those magnificent smiles she could turn on like some warm sun and she felt as if it could surely melt even the cold storm raging outside like it was melting her heart. She knew from the way she had said it that she thought there was a difference in having breakfast with someone and sharing breakfast with them. “My dad and I shared a love of reading. When I was little I don’t think I went to bed one night without him reading me a story” Crystal sighted as the warm memory of her dad sitting beside her bed reading whatever was her favorite story of the time , filled her heart with contentment . “We went to the local library absolutely every week up until I was eighteen and went off to college.” Crystal was smiling as the happy thoughts filled her with warmth and it transformed her whole face. She was what anyone would describe as very attractive anyway – tall not to thin but with everything proportioned just right. She had bright soft dark hair which she wore short and feathery framing her face with its softness. She had fine, fair porcelain skin with bright Irish blue eyes and her lips were full seemingly to always pout just a little. She was the perfect elf. “My parents were killed in an auto accident when I was a junior in collage.” Paula could tell from her eyes that it was a very painful memory “It shattered my life for a long time.” “Well, I guess we both have something special to remember and hold onto about the people we love.” Paula said getting up to clear the dishes “That’s more than most people get from a whole lifetime.” Crystal got up to help her thinking that they just bonded in some special way. It made her feel exhilarated but also scared her senseless. This was her hated enemy, the woman that made her cringe at the thought of her. How could she now be making her feel so comforted and at ease now? It didn’t make much sense. After they had finished in the kitchen they drifted back into the living room where the fire was crackling nosily as it greedily ate the wood now almost gone in the red glowing grate. Crystal wondered over to the wood cubby by the fire place and placed a few more dry logs on to fed the fire, making it nice and toasty in the room. “I guess if you are sure you feel okay, I’d better try and get a little work done.” Crystal hesitated kind of shy about the new camaraderie that seemed to be developing between them. “The nice thing about being a freelance artist you work mostly from home.” “That’s fine—I think I will just sit here by the fire and do nothing - that’s the great part about working outside your home you have a great excuse to do nothing when you’re snowed in.” Paula laughed as she plopped down freely on Crystals couch making herself right at home. “Okay” crystal said not quite sure of how to act with the tall smiling woman firmly planted, relaxed on her fluffy floral couch. “I’ll be over here in the corner where my work table is if you need anything.” “Right, go on I’ll be fine.” Crystal tried to concentrate on the book cover she was doing for a local self published author .He had, typically, waited until the last minute to get her the project so she was rushed to get it done. But he was such a good customer that she felt obligated to do her best for him. She had a great place to work; it was in the east corner of the large open room that served as living space, office, library and studio. It had large ceiling to floor French windows letting in all the morning light. Usually she would wake early fix herself a cup of quick hot tea and start work immediately. She loved to just dive into what she was doing and get so totally absorbed it that noon came along before she knew it. But she was struggling to keep her mind on what she was doing this morning. The woman now lying back with her eyes closed, sucking up the warmth from her burning fireplace filled up the whole room with her presence. Looking over at her she wondered what she was going to do. They could be here for days like this and if they were, crystal didn’t think she would get much work done. She plodded on until about eleven tying different things but nothing pleased her so she decide a cup of tea night help her clear her mind a little. She noticed Paula had apparently dozed off as she quietly passed her on her way to the kitchen. “Can you spare a cup for a stranger?” Crystal jumped as Paula surprised her as she came quietly up behind her. She didn’t know if it was because she startled her or if it was just her being so close. “Sure can.” Crystal rushed across the kitchen on the pretense of getting another tea bag from the canister sitting there. “Do I make you nervous for some reason?” Paula now standing directly behind her asked her quietly. “No, why should you?” Crystal hoped Paula would not notice how shallow her breathing had become. “Well if we are being honest, you make me a little nervous.” Paula turned Crystal around with a light hand on her shoulder. She was looking deeply into Crystal’s eyes with ….what? What was that look behind her eyes, sadness? … Or something else. Paula turned and walked away with no explanation to the statement she left hanging leaving Crystal more confused than before. She finished making the pot of tea and tried to hide the fact that something important had just passed between her and Paula with the ordinary task of making a snack to go with the tea. When Crystal could waste no more time in the kitchen and took the tray with the tea and snack into the living room and sat it on the coffee table. “I hope you like brownies, I just baked those last night for my neighbor Greg Kind for helping me with my mail box some kids decided was perfect batting practice. “I guess he won’t be getting this batch.” Crystal gave Paula a giant smile. For some reason Paula’s eyes grew slightly cloudy “Is this Greg a special friend as well as a neighbor?” Suddenly Crystal was laughing tying to picture Greg Kind as anyone’s “special friend” much less hers. “No, he is just a kind old man who watches over me.” Crystal was still laughing. Something Crystal would swear was relief crossed Paula’s face as she reached out for a brownie. “Oh, ok, good I am glad someone is around to watch out for you.” Crystal actually believed Paula was glad someone watched over her, but why, she barely knew Crystal. “Me too, although sometimes, his wife is a bit of a busy body getting into everyone’s businesses including mine.” Crystal smiled at Paula again, thinking that this was getting to be too much of a habit. What was wrong with her, Paula was the enemy. Crystal poured them both a cup of tea and helped herself to one of the triple chocolate brownies she had been lusting after since she made them. Crystal rarely let herself have the things she lusted after, it felt good. Maybe she should give into her desires more often. She didn’t know why, but she let her eyes roam over the beautiful woman opposite her as this thought crossed her mind and it made her a little uneasy. “Ok, so I guess I’ll go try to get a little more work done.” Crystal got up looking down at Paula with sadness to leave her. “I guess maybe I should work a little too, I think I feel good enough.” Paula said as she placed her oversized brief case on the coffee table to open. “Is it ok if I work here?” She was looking at Crystal as she was walking away. “Sure” Crystal threw over her shoulder as she was suddenly reminded that this was the woman trying to take everything away from her. She wondered if that “work” involved a scheme to wrangle her grandfather’s land away from her. They worked in silence for several hours until both of their stomachs started to yell at them to quit. Crystal got up and walked over to where Paula had the contents of her briefcase spread all over the big wood coffee table in a chaos of piles. Paula did not try to hide anything as Crystal walked over. Maybe she was being a little paranoid. “So, I am going to take a break. Get something to eat and relax a little. Do you want to join me?”Crystal didn’t know why she invited Paula to join her; she hated her, didn’t she. Still Paula’s smile made her so warm inside. “Sure, just let me finish up and I’ll be right there.” Oh, that smile again, what it did to Crystals heart rate. “Ok, I’ll just start lunch.” After finding some vegetable beef soup in the freezer and heating it up with some beget bread and cheese, she hoped Paula wouldn’t think it too simple. She found the bottle of wine she had bought on a whim as she really rarely drank, took it out of the fridge and opened it on another whim. For some strange reason she had used her grandmother’s best dishes to set the table with her hand embroidered linen napkins that Crystal never got out. “Wow, this is nice.” Paula rounded the corner into the cozy kitchen surprised by the beautiful setting Crystal had made for their lunch. “I am not sure I am dressed for the occasion” looking down at the flannel robe she still wore. Crystal had the fleeting thought that she was perfect with her long lean legs exposed and her rounded full breast peeking slightly out of the too small robe but quickly pushed it out of her unsettled mind. “Oh, I’m sorry. I should have gotten you clothes a long time ago for you. What must you be thinking?” Crystals face was red with her embarrassment. “That I was comfortable.” Paula said laughing. “You can get them after lunch, although they really are not relaxing at home clothes. Do you think you could find me something more comfortable to wear?” “I can try.” Crystal racked her brain for something that the tall goddess could wear of hers…Crystal was shorter and fuller everywhere than Paula so it wouldn’t be easy. They ate and drank their wine with stories of growing up and their families. Paula’s family was old money and she had had a very traditional upbringing except for her mom. She told Crystal that she had tried to give her a more nurturing experience to counter act all the top schools and over achiever goals set for her by her father. She was expected to take over for him one day to run the “empire” as she was an only child. She confessed to Crystal that lately she wasn’t sure that was her dream or his. Crystal told her about growing up with her parents and grandparents in Murdock cabin with its rich history and beauty. It had been perfect until her parents had died when she had been twenty years old leaving her alone and slightly lost in the world but that she had learned to fill up her time with work. “So, all work and no play huh?” Paula was staring deep into Crystal’s soul it seemed. “Well, it’s not quite like that. I do have a sort of boyfriend I guess.” Crystal fidgeted in her chair not liking the turn of conversation. “What exactly is a “sort” of boyfriend, Crystal?” Paula asked as she scooted her chair a little closer to Crystal and poured them both more wine. Crystal wasn’t sure she liked the way Paula said her name….it made her all fuzzy inside…why did it make her all fuzzy inside? “Well, we have been seeing each other on and off for fifteen years and neither one of us seem to ever make it committed.”Crystal looked down not wanting to meet Paula’s probing eyes. “So, can I ask you a personal question?” Paula was boring into Crystal with those deep ice blue eyes like hot glass melting her resistance. “I guess?” Crystal voice was not so sure. “How old are you?” “Thirty-five.” “Thirty-five and you haven’t committed to anyone….nothing serious…ever?” Paula moved still closer. “I guess not.” Crystal couldn’t take her eyes off of Paula. “Why” asked Paula. “I guess no one seemed like the right person.” Crystal replied still not taking her eyes off of Paula. “So, who is this right person you’re waiting on?” Paula moving still closer. “I don’t know” Crystal could feel the heat from Paula making her warm. “Are you taking applications?” Paula was so close now that Crystal felt the moist breath from her lips as she asked. “I….ahhh” Crystal was lost. Finally Paula put Crystal out of her misery, ending the cat and mouse game by softly capturing her full lips in a gentle kiss. Crystal gave herself over to the kiss letting Paula deepen its intent. Paula pulled back a little to get a good look at Crystal to gage her reaction. She looked softly into her eyes to reassure her that she didn’t want to scare or hurt her. Crystal looked at Paula with a moment of indecision than made up her mind and drew her closer to re-establish the tender kiss. Paula deepened the kiss and timidly ran her tongue over Crystal’s teeth letting her know she wanted to change the tone of the kiss. Crystal hesitated just a second but it was enough for Paula to understand she needed a minute to process what was happening. She drew back. “I have wanted to do that from the first moment I saw you.” Paula placed both her hands on either side of Crystal’s face softly looking with a startling gentleness. Paula stood Crystal up and started moving her over to the large floral couch smiling at her with a laugh in her beautiful eyes. They plopped onto the couch laughing together. Paula started kissing Crystal with her hand behind her head pulling back looking every once in a while, once she was sure Crystal was ok ;she started kissing her neck slowly moving her hand up her shirt caressing her flat toned stomach, slowly inching her way up to firm soft breast. Paula once again drew back and looked into Crystal’s eyes to assure herself Crystal was still ok with what was happening. Crystal was more than alright with everything as a matter of fact it felt more right than, anything than she had ever done before and she smiled at Paula leaving no doubt. Paula pulled back and removed her robe with one quick movement reaching down for Crystal’s shirt, gently pulling it up and over her head as Crystal raised up to let her have access to it. Paula took a long lingering look at Crystal’s beautiful full breast and flat stomach with apparent lust in her eyes.She removed Crystal's jeans and wonderfully lacy underwear with just as much ease. “You are so very beautiful Crystal” Paula smiled at her before lowing herself to start kissing her again. Crystal shyly reached out her hands and started running them over Paula’s back, thinking how very soft and silky her skin felt. She ran them down till she slid her hand over her hip finding Paula’s firm round bottom just filled her hand. Paula caught on fire. Crystal’s soft hands had turned her blood to liquid heat and almost stopped her breath in her lungs. She moaned and laid herself against Crystal’s body and whispered in her ear “Oh how I have wanted this moment for so long.” As she started kissing her hard giving her hands free range to caress and knead Crystals flesh with fervor, all the time whispering in her ear how beautiful she was and how much she wanted her. Crystal’s blood soon ran as hot as Paula’s and she started arching her body up to meet Paula’s in rhythm to her wild heart beat. Paula freed Crystal’s gloriously creamy soft breasts and caught her hard rosebud nipple in her mouth and was rewarded with a breath indrawn moan that seemed to come from so very deep inside Crystal…. “Please…” Pulling herself away Paula rose up to meet Crystals deep pools of lust and to ask “Please…what my love?” “I am not sure, but please don’t stop what you are doing to me.” Paula did not need more of an invitation, she stroked down till her hand slipped inside her soft thighs, resting on her curly wonder moving slowly down; she found her wet and warm, waiting. Paula moved slowly at first bringing Crystal to the edge of elation. She looked into Crystal’s eyes and drove her over the edge enjoying the sights and sounds of Crystal’s pleasure blooming into full jubilation. Holding her tightly, their naked bodies entwined, telling her how wonderful she was as she was coming down from her high; Paula could feel how much pleasure Crystal had been given. When she was able, Crystal brushed back the little tendrils of hair that had fallen forward on Paula’s face back behind her surprisingly beautiful ear and look at her with amazement. “I didn’t know it could feel like that.” looking at Paula’s generous smile “although it doesn’t seem fair. What did you get out of it?” “Really…?” Paula asked as she gently took Crystals hand and guided it down to her own wet, warm sex and smiled at her. “As, you can feel it gave me quite a lot of pleasure.” Suddenly very shy Crystal pulled her hand away. “You mean you came just from touching me?” she asked astonished. “Yes, touching you was an amazing pleasure, my love. You are beautiful and glorious.” Paula was now up on one elbow tracing little circles on her chest with the tips of her fingers, looking down at Crystal’s flushed face amazed at her innocence. She truly did not know she was a very beautiful and sexy woman. “I have a lot to tell you, you know.” Paula rolled over and wrapped Crystal up in her warm embrace. “I never wanted your land, I only every wanted you.” Crystal looked over at Paula with an astonished look in her eyes. “It is perfectly true, the first time I saw you, you were at the last city meeting where my father had sent me to do a met and greet with the city council members. He had driven though the town and liked its look. He often does that and sends me out to look around.” Now lying on her back with her arm under Crystal’s neck playing with her fingers Paula continued to talk. “I was with the council in the front of the room and saw you as you came in. You were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen and I could not take my eyes off you. I spent the whole meeting staring at you, not hearing a word being said.” She smiled at Crystal as she bent giving her a quick sweet kiss “All I could think about was doing that.” Crystal couldn’t believe that Paula knew who she was before any of the trouble started about the land but she remembered that meeting but didn’t seem to remember Paula and she couldn’t believe she would have not noticed her but guessed she did. “My father gathered a bunch of information about the town and decided to build a resort and sent in specialist to find the perfect spot. He found it all right and sent me after it. I was so surprised… and troubled when I found out you owned the land he wanted. I knew him and knew he would stop at nothing to get it.”Looking at Crystal with such a serious expression Paula had tears in her eyes. “The last thing I wanted to do was anything to hurt you. When you told me you didn’t want to sell I went back and tried to talk father into finding another site but he wouldn’t budge, he said you would sell it was just a matter of timing and the right persuasion.” “It was hard having you look at me with such poison in your eyes every time we met.”Crystal could easily see Paula was telling the truth. “He finally found the right persuasion.” Paula was looking off into space still playing ideally with Crystal’s finger tips. “He found out that you had a mortgage on your land.” Crystal pulled away from Paula now and sat up with her eyes boring into her, knowing what was coming next. Paula once again had tears running silently down her checks as she lay looking up into the suddenly stormy eyes she had just seen so warm and liquid. “It took a lot of dealing but he managed to arrange, to buy your mortgage.” The words Crystal dreaded hearing had finally came and she turned her back on Paula. Sitting up and turning Crystal to look into her eyes, Paula continued to talk. “You need to hear what I said…he arranged to buy it, saying that he would forgive it and give you full price for your land and if you didn’t agree he would terminate your mortgage and call it in. However, I was in charge of this little arrangement with your bank and when I went to complete it; I couldn’t go through with it and instead used my own money to pay off your mortgage. That was what I was coming up here to tell you. Why I was such a fool to drive up here in that storm.” Crystal looked at Paula like she was mad. What was she saying …that she used her own money to pay off Crystal’s mortgage? Why would she do that, she didn’t even know her. “I don’t understand. Why would you do that? We had only met a few times and quite frankly we were not that nice to each other when we did.” “Well, you were not nice when we met but if you think back I always was nice to you; even when I was telling you about my father’s terrible plans. Once I even remember over hearing you ask yourself why I was always smiling like a fool when we met.” Paula was smiling one of those smiles now. “I could not help myself…you make me smile.” Crystal got up now and was franticly trying to find something to cover up with and Paula picked the robe off the floor and went over and lovingly put it on her. “The only thing you really need to understand is that your land is safe. My father cannot touch it now. He has nothing with which to persuade you.” “No, that is not all I need to understand, I need to understand why….why you did it?”Crystal was clutching the robe hard around her as if it could protect her. “If you don’t know after what just happened between us than I don’t think I can explain.” Paula turned to leave the room before she broke down. “What did just happen between us?” “I just told you I loved you.”Crystal was staring at Paula’s back willing her to turn around and face her. “How can you love me? You don’t even know me.” Turning around baring her tear soaked cheeks to Crystal’s saddening eyes Paula looked for a way to explain. “I do know you. We have spent a lot of time together lately. Like the first time I came here and you didn’t know what I wanted and gave me a tour of your house telling me about its history so proud of your grandfather’s love for your grandmother. I think I already suffered from love at first sight from the city council meeting and that afternoon sealed my fate. I didn’t tell you why I was here that day, I couldn’t. I fell in love with you as you grew in hate for me. It was killing me inside, that is why I paid off your mortgage just so you could look at me without that hate just once.” Crystal looked at Paula’s face so full of pain and knew she didn’t hate her. What she felt for her was a million miles away from hate. As a matter of fact she probably was already well on her way to falling in love with the annoying, beautiful, Amazon. She just didn’t know how to tell her. It all was so strange. She never thought in a million years she would fall in love with another woman, however it did explain a lot. “Well, as it happens I don’t think I hate you” Crystal was moving toward the now bewildered Paula “as a matter of fact I kind of think I like you quite a bit. You kind of grow on one.” Crystal placed her hand softly on Paula’s cheek and bought her mouth down capturing her lips in a soft but very firm kiss leaving her with no doubts about how she felt. “Now, do you think you can stop talking?” For the rest of the afternoon the two of them made the best of being snowed in finding plenty to do. There would be time for all the talking they had to do later.

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