They had spend the better part of the Summer day together and Noon had set in nicely. Some stars began to appear early and glistened in the distance like the couple love for one another. The breeze parted them with a soft whistle as it passed between there embraced hands and wisked into the distance. The sky had tinted red as brilliant sun fell to the depth of the border of mountains mildly it kept them warm. However, they would have eachother and not even the coldest of winters could cool them down.
As they walked along the dirt road of their favorite park, Sharon spotted a man that had stopped several paces ahead. With him was a bin labed: "Ice Cream." She yanked gently on her lover's hand to get his attention. He Looked over at her when she pointed over to the man. As they approached the stranger, he greeted them with a smile, and offered out his hand. Michael shook it and smiled.
Michael browsed down at the bin and asked, "So...what's on your mind Summer?" He looked down at her and raised his eyebrow. She looked at him with a smile and shrugged. "Alright. Why don't you suprise us sir.
The man looked the couple up and down, nodding his head here and there, and chuckled. "For you two, I have just the right thing." He reached into his bin and grabbed two popcicles; deep red with a black twist that spiraled around it getting smaller at the top, and handed them to us. "This is my ver own recipe...you will enjoy!"
The couple looked at eachother with hesitant looks and then at the man. Sharon questioned first. "What is it?"
The man giggled this time like a preteen high schooler. "I call it Love." His old cheeks purked up and he began o blush. "Ah but please enjoy it...it's on me."
Sharon and Michael Looked at eachother and exchanged curious looks. "Well then, if it's not drugged we'll take," he paused and handed his popcicle back to the man, "I'll share hers and if we like it then we'll be back." The man nodded his approval.
He closed his bin and slugged off into the park, ringing his little bell, and calling out "Ice scream, you scream, we all scream for Ice cream."
"Well that was odd." Michael commented. Sharon nodded her head with the cicle already in her mouth. "Haha, guess you couldn't wait." She shook her head "no" and took the cicle out her mouth and shoved it in his.
"Tasty?" She asked.
Michael gave it a suck and shrugged. He gave a muffled, "It's alright." He reached over and tickled her belly, forcing her to take the popcicle out his mouth, and step back. "Let's go find a place to enjoy this."
The two of them almost instantly started in the same direction, no doubt to a spot they had been many times before, and linked hands once again. After a short walk they came upon a elder oak. Michael leaned first against the massive oak tree followed by Sharon after she handed him the cicle to sit between his legs. He placed his free hand around her stomach and she placed her hands on his. With his other hand, Michael propped up the popcicle, and brought it to Sharon's pink lips. She gently licked it until there wasn't much left and then she bit off the rest of it. She could feel Michael chest move as he chuckled happily under his breath. With a slight brain freeze and full mouth she tried to shush him but it was useless. When she finally got it down she was about to speak when Michael cut her off.
"You have something on your mouth." Saron frowned and reached up to wipe her face. "No you missed it...it's right there." He turned her head gently toward his face by her chin and gave her a kiss. "Right there." He looked deep into her eyes and smiled. "I think I got it."
Michael was about to lean back against the oak again when she said, "No, I think you missed it, try again."
He leaned forward again and kissed her again, this time they held the kiss until they had to split for a breather. Sharon slowly turned over and kneeled before him. She leand forward and kissed him again. Michael embrace
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