The Amish Christening
A Coming Out Religious Story
by Sage Sweetwater
...Private worship on a hazy day in the meadow, one ewe grazing away from the others. Anna had carded the sheep for wool that would see her spinning wheel turn it into a blanket.
...The Community outbuilding kept a secret. Anna said to Beulah, "I confess to being influenced by your ass standing at the easel painting God's Four Seasons and is it by coincidence that you've painted the same scene on the headboard of the bed that is going to the auction?"
..."Anna, the absence of curtains affords unobstructed views. As you wish. Look at my backside as the one who bids on this headboard I've painted of God's Four Seasons who shall lie upon the bed and journey through God's kingdom," Beulah said.
..."Beulah, white is not always blankness. It can portray coldness and loneliness. Forgive me for my thoughts. I shall do penance for thinking such thoughts of your ass. But..."
...The burning in Anna's thighs were so close to rebelling. "I shall go on to my solitary walk down to the creek, Beulah. The wildlife shall hide me in the closet of nature."
..."Oh, Anna, obey your natural rhythms and awake thyself!" Beulah takes in a deep breath.
...Mesmerized by the headboard propped upon strawbales, the steady eyes of a white-tailed deer surveyed the two women lying down in a bed of straw making love in the timelessness of God's Four Seasons.
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist