Carmen closed her eyes and let Rose explore her lips and mouth. She slid her hand up Rose’s inner thigh. Rose gasped.

          The young girl straightened a little and looked out into the rising sunlight over the impressive La Pierre family garden, saying with a laugh, “We’ll never get to the truck this way. I can’t be late. I already need an excuse for mother. She could be home from her trip by now.”

          ...Carmen’s hand stroked Rose’s inner thigh with more feeling, touching her softly, like maybe she should invest all the love she felt growing inside of her right now. Who knew the future?

          Rose rubbed against Carmen and continued kissing her. This was the younger woman's dream come true. Rose became more excited and dared to  lift Carmen’s T-shirt. Carmen thrilled as Rose caressed her. This was ecstasy, she thought for the zillionth time.  

          It was Carmen’s turn to gasp and groan. The two of them laughed, not exactly on their way outside.

          They both said at the same time, “Let’s go upstairs.”