Carmen’s hands went to her lovers slight waist and pulled her closer. She tilted her head up and their lips met in tortuously slow yet deep and satisfying kiss. Shane sucked on her full lower lip and ran her tongue across it, silently asking permission to enter. A small moan escaped and Carmen let her in, a delicate dance ensued that made both women’s toes curl in delight.

They broke for air shortly after but not with out pecks to lips and noses. “I wish I could tell you how this feels but I don’t know how. I just… I’ve never felt this way before.” Shane said, silently berating herself for not being to put this feeling, ‘No. This love.’ into words.

Carmen smiled and slid her arms around Shane, rubbing her back with her fingers and placing her head on the taller woman’s shoulder. “I think that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met Shane. I’ve been trying to find a way to tell you everything I feel too but I can’t describe it. I love you.” Carmen responded softly.

Shane’s heart leaped at those three words. She had been afraid of them for so long that she didn’t even remember what it felt like to hear them being spoken in this context. Being in love, she realized not long ago, was the ultimate high. It was a constant state of euphoria that meant so much more than anything else. It was more potent than any blow or oxy or pot she had ever done and she could never get enough. “I love you too.”

They stayed like that for a while, with Shane’s arms around Carmen’s shoulders and Carmen’s arms around her waist. The sounds of children laughing in the background and ducks quacking provided background sound for their moment.

*Smack* “Fuck! Ow!” Shane yelled as she felt an object hit the back of her head.

“Oh My God! Sorry! Are you okay?” A teenaged girl yelled from a few yards away.

Shane and Carmen broke apart from their embrace to discover the assault came from a rogue, neon green frizbee.

Rubbing the back of her head with one hand, Shane gave a thumbs up to the girl with the other, “I’m good.”