[Past] Salt Water and Sandwiches

Her hands rose up to help hold the handkerchief in place as Colt went to tie it behind her head, her smile growing wider by the moment. She didn't know why, but the added bit of not being able to see made the anticipation of seeing the sea for the first time start to really set it; an unconscious shiver of excitement working its way through her, the symbology behind it not lost on her. She couldn't give him the proverbial "first", but she could give to him every other first she had, where as much so was possible. He had told her the story of the stars first, took her the furthest from the Back Water she had ever been in her life first, and now, he was getting to have her reaction to the sea as another.

These were the gifts she could give to him, and to her, it was a more sacred sort of purity, the unadulterated, sheer joy of discovering something new -- these new places and things that he could show to her. But, Remind me about this later, this could be fun. She was still a whore and sometimes her mouth just shot off on its own accord.

Her hands pressed to her mouth as she giggled and then leaned her head back on his shoulder, eyes closed under the fabric. I trust you, Colt. You and ol'Bessie haven't wrong me yet and I don't suppose you ever will at this rate. She waited them, for the rest of the ride, basking in the sunlight that made her skin feel warm, the sounds of the sea loud in her ears now that her eyes were no longer a sense she could rely on, the sound of gulls, of wind, the gentle roll of waves up on the shore -- she could sleep to that sound, all the more rhythmic and soothing it was. And then he was helping her off the horse, sliding down onto ground that shifted under her thin shoes as she followed his command, her hands held onto Colt's forearms, to keep herself from falling.

You where you can see?She asked as she reached up and back behind her head, her fingers working the knot free as she squeezed her eyes closed, letting the fabric fall free. She kept her eyes closed a few moments longer, until the light of the sun wasn't as bright to her closed eyes, before she slowly opened them, her expression neutral at first as her sensitive eyes adjusted, as she took in the entirely of the sea there. At first, they just squinted, adjusting, before they opened wider, wider still as she took it all in, her lips curling upward into a smile that threatened to split her entire face, it was so shockingly brilliant. So too was the grip of her hands on him, shaking, the tremble of excitement that had started earlier resurgent forward until her entire body was engulfed with the tremor, her knees actually feeling weak, to her.

There was so much. The sky was so big here, the sea so much blueish green way past what her eyes could see. There was so much and she couldn't begin to even fathom how large the world truly was for her now. Before she had a small, little world that she knew all about, knew each corner and knook by heart. Colt you better catch me! The laugh was halting as she looked faster now, trying to take it all in, before her eyes finally came to rest back on him, her knees finally giving out as she laughed harder, the amazement in her eyes, the childish glee, too much to contain any longer.

@Colton Young