Walking through the thick grass of Elysium Fields wearing nothing but sandals; Evie to the right and Mitchell – her hand held within his – to her left.
Feeling the warm breeze caressing her body…
Marsha sensed the warm pine and grass scented breeze caressing places on her body that a breeze had never before caressed.
Taken with this sensual place! In the near four hours here, absolutely taken with Elysium Fields, Marsha Lipensky felt no embarrassment at being naked walking amongst a field of naked people, rather, amazingly, what Marsha Lipensky felt was a sense of peaceful euphoria.
Also, Marsha Lipensky was horny as hell.
Elysium Fields 15: Joining
Topanga Canyon, California
Saturday, May 17, 1986
“Our blanket and stuff,” pointing, “is over this way.”
Following Mitchell as he wound his way through the now populous field to ‘their place’, Evie and Marsha folded the blanket as he hoisted the picnic basket.
“And we’re over this way.”
Following Evie, Marsha could surely relate to her husband’s: But you know me and you know that I’d be horny as hell seeing all these naked women, but there’s so many I can’t concentrate on any… Because there were so many naked people and, certainly not wanting to stare, it was almost as though she saw no one.
“Hey, you guys!”
Oddly, the thought of being naked and meeting three other naked people, two of them being men, oddly, now seemed to be rather natural.
Two men with legs crossed facing each other playing Backgammon looked up as the woman, lying on her stomach, rolled onto her side as…
Wondering how to explain to Marsha, Oh, Shit! Mitchell thought, thinking, ‘Kenneth/Ken’.
Looking up, coming to his feet, “Mitch!”…
How’s he know Mitchell? Marsha thought.
Shaking hands, clasping his shoulder, “You know Evie? Ken questioned, “How do you know, Evie?”
“No… Well, yeah, he knows me now.” Evie said. “You won’t believe it, but Marcie… Marcie, this is Kenneth, tapping each man on the shoulder, “my boyfriend, Morgan, and Sandy, and this, motioning to Mitchell is Marcie’s husband, Mitchell.”
Shaking hands, “Morgan, nice to know you.”
“You, too, Mitch.” Nodding his head, “Hi, Marsha.”
Standing now, “Hi, Marcie.” Thinking of hugging, but changing her mind, “Hey, Mitch! It’s really nice seeing you again.”
Thinking Sandy a bit on the fat side, and, other than pretty breasts, no competition, ‘It’s really nice seeing you again’? Marsha thought, How’s she know Mitchell?
Sitting on a corner of the blanket, “Hey,” thoroughly confused, saving Marsha from having to ask: “Sandy, how do you and Kenneth know Mitch?” Evie asked.
Sitting also, “Oh my, God!” Repeating, “ ‘How do you and Ken know Mitch’? Oh my, God!” Mitchell began to laugh… and couldn’t stop until everyone, including Marsha began to laugh with him.
Finally, “Okay,” bringing his laughter under control. “This seems to be a, uh, kind’a, ‘coincidental’ kind’a day.” Looking at Marsha, “Ken and Sandy and I met on the first day I came here. They… Well, as you know; like you found out this morning,” pointing his finger at her, “the first day here can be, to say the least, kind’a daunting and I was afraid to, you know, get up and, maybe, take a walk until Ken and Sandy came along and got me off my ass, then we spent the day together.”
“And Marcie and me,” Evie said, “knew each other in high school…”
“You two knew each other in school?” Morgan questioned. “In Chicago?”
“Yeah! Marcie’n’me knew each other from High school,” Looking at Morgan, “in Chicago, and haven’t seen each other since we graduated in nineteen-fifty-three.”
Sitting, as usual with her legs crossed, “Wait a second!” Sandy said. “You’re telling us that you two haven’t seen each other in, um…? Thirty-three years, in Chicago, for Christ sake, and you just, accidentally, run into each other, bare ass naked, here in Elysium?”
Knowing she’d sense it, not feeling as though she were being ogled, in a perverse sense Marsha was feeling slightly slighted because neither Morgan or Kenneth were looking at her. “Yeah, bare ass naked!” She had been standing, now sitting alongside Sandy with her knees cocked upward, “Yup, that’s about the way it happened,”
“Yeah, ‘holy shit’! That’s exactly what I said,” Mitchell said.
Becoming fast friends, the six looked from person to person…
And uncontrolled laughter began anew.
©August 24, 2011 / Mark M. Lichterman