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Walking around the fair, you see a brunette girl peeking around the corner of a barn. She smiles at you and beckons you to follow her. You follow her around the corner and see that she is not just an incredibly pretty face. She has it all, long slender legs, a narrow waist, topped off by beautiful breasts that are barely held in by her blue dress. You can see the straps squishing into the skin across the front as it tries to hold together.

"Remember me? Britney?" She ask.

You come to a sad realization that you failed to recognize one of your best friends from high school.  Remembering what she used to look like, you see that her face had noticeably thinned and her body... it's as if someone took all your overweight friend and reshaped her like putty, putting everything where it would be most attractive.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" you apologize. "I didn't recognize you. You look amazing!"

Britney replies, "I'll have to tell you about it later. But right now, I need you to kiss me. I never had the courage when we were in high school because I didn't have the confidence, but ... I have all the confidence in the world now."

She grabs both your hands in hers and leans in. The kiss starts out soft and slow, but soon escalates into something more passionate. Her tongue darting into your mouth, probing yours, teasing and taunting. Your own responds with equal fervor, tasting her sweetness and desperation. It's been years since you last kissed anyone.

You pull back a moment to catch your breath. 

"So much better than I imagined," she pants. "I can't believe how good this feels. I've wanted this for so long."

"Me too," you confess. "We should have done this years ago."

Her eyes well up with emotion, "I know. We were such great friends then, why didn't we ever do anything?"

"I don't know. Fear maybe? Insecurity?" you pose.

"Well, we're older now, we can do whatever we want. Let's make the most of it," she insists and playfully pulls you down into the hay, starting a night of uninhibited exploration of pent-up feelings.


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Nothing like a good roll in the hay, that's what I always say! ;-)