Best Women's Erotica 2005 by Marcy Sheiner

Best Women's Erotica 2005 by Marcy Sheiner

Author:Marcy Sheiner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2012-11-05T00:00:00+00:00


TRAILBLAZERS

Jayden Blake

“COME ON!” TRISTAN YELLED. “THAT SKY IS going to open up any second now!” He peered around his backpack at Kyle and me, his light brown hair whipping around his face.

I could barely make out his words over the thunder. We were crossing a spacious field, easily three miles square, and ascending the mountainside in a long slope. The grassy expanse was preternaturally green in the humid, pre-storm haze; beautiful in the same surreal, vaguely threatening way as a Dali painting.

Beautiful, but not the best place to be in an electrical storm, I reminded myself, casting an anxious glance upward as the dark sky was suddenly illuminated by a flash of light.

“Casey, where the hell’s this coming from, anyway?” I heard Kyle call. I paused, waiting for him to catch up.

In a matter of seconds he did, puffing lightly. His gold T-shirt was damp with perspiration and a sheen of moisture glazed his brown forehead. “You said the forecast was ‘sunny and clear,’ girl.”

“It was,” I insisted, hitching my backpack a little higher on my shoulders, “but this is New England weather, remember?”

“Move it!” Tristan yelled again, drowning out Kyle’s answering snort. He was a good bit ahead and we had to jog to catch up.

“How much farther to the shelter?” I asked once we’d overtaken him.

“You can see it from here,” Tristan said, pointing without slowing his pace.

I squinted, just able to make out a brown roof at the field’s ridge. “We’re almost there, then.”

“Not quite,” Kyle said. “It’s farther than it looks. It’s probably still…what, Tris?”

“A mile,” Tristan replied. “Maybe more, and it’s going to pour. We have to haul ass if… Shit!” The sky opened, just as he’d predicted, and the rain came in a sudden downpour.

We sped up to a trot but the pace was impossible to maintain, given our heavy packs and the steep field. Our gait leveled off at a brisk walk, but even that was hard to keep up once the rain turned into a torrent.

I struggled against driving sheets of water, my long black hair plastered to my face and shoulders and my pack getting heavier by the minute. I was a seasoned hiker and my body was firm and muscled, but I was quite a bit smaller than either Tristan or Kyle, and it was a challenge to keep up with their long strides. I trudged through the tall, wet grass with my eyes riveted to the shelter and the lyrics from “Gimme Shelter” echoing through my head.

By the time we reached the shelter we were all soaked to the skin. “This blows,” Kyle declared, dumping his pack on the floor.

“I have to agree,” I said, unhooking my pack and letting it fall, then wringing out the front of my drenched T-shirt.

“At least it’s warm out,” Tristan said, gesturing toward the front of the shelter. “We have a hell of a view, too. Look, it’s awesome!”

That was so typically Tristan that Kyle and I both burst out laughing. Tristan was



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