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there."

Susan rolled over on her back and settled her head on one of the sleeping bags. Making sure she had Martha's attention, she raised one leg. Watching her lover from under lowered brows, she languidly stroked her hand down the length of her body, being sure to draw her fingernails down her inner thighs. "You didn't see me?" she asked. Using both hands now, she hefted her small breasts and tugged at her shirt.

Clearing her voice, Martha tried to talk. "Uh…I'm sorry?"

"Sorry just doesn't cut it. Maybe you should come in and show me an act of contrition."

She didn't have to be asked twice. Martha glanced over her shoulder to make sure that they were alone at the campsite and she crawled into the tent, zipping it closed behind her. She started to undo the buttons of her shirt but stopped when Susan shook her index finger at her.

"If you really wanted to make it better, you would see to my needs first."

Tugging on her bangs, Martha answered, "As you wish, my Lady." She stalked over as best she could on hands and knees to straddled the prone body. She bent down and gently kissed the brunette. Walking her lips over her lover's lips and jawbone, she whispered into the delicate ear, "Tell me what you need."

"Oh, baby. I just love the feel of your lips on mine." Susan wiggled underneath her partner. She entwined her fingers through Martha's long, dark hair and directed their lips together again.

"Good 'cause I sure like kissing you."

Their lips met slowly, deliberately. Moving across each other's face, they touched and tasted one another. Martha's tongue teased the corner of Susan's mouth and lightly nipped the full, red lips.

"Mmm," Susan moaned as she opened her mouth inviting Martha's in to play.

Leaving her lips, Martha trailed bites and licks down the length of Susan's neck. She swirled her tongue around the pulse point and had just shifted her weight to free one arm to explore her lover's body when the sound of a crash outside the tent startled them.

Martha barreled out of the tent. "What's wrong?" she demanded, as she only saw her sister standing there.

"You," Doris spat.

"Come again?" she asked in disbelief.

"I can't believe that two of you would be satisfying your disgusting carnal desires, especially when the rest of us are working."

Out of the tent now, Susan stood beside her lover. "Now, hang on just a minute, Doris." Susan was tired of soft peddling her sexuality in front of the repressed woman. She could hardly believe that Doris was the younger sister since her attitude seemed so archaic. "Both Martha and I will complete our chores as we have every evening. There is no reason why we can't also reconnect intimately on occasion."

"There are children here."

"Where? I didn't see anyone but my lover, my lesbian lover, your sister in the tent with me."

"I don't care what you two do but I won't have my child exposed to it and you should be ashamed about exposing your own kids."

"I'm not ashamed of who I am, but it sure sounds like you are." Her voice derisive, Susan continued, "My children are exposed to love and I think that is a hell of a lot healthier than your homophobia."

"Enough! Both of you calm down." Martha was furious. She resented her sister for her untimely interruption and sanctimonious attitude but she didn't like Susan drawing her into the battle either. "Doris, we have been sensitive of your feelings and have not been anywhere near as affectionate as we would normally be. You need to deal, sister, because this is who we are." She turned her head to her lover. "Susan, let's finish our discussion later tonight."

Knowing that her lover was at her wits end trying to keep the peace, Susan agreed. "I'll finish with the other tents."

"Great," replied Martha. "We'll need a lot more wood than that," she said, pointing at the armload that Doris had thrown down upon her return to the camp.

Sullenly, her sister went back into the woods. Martha smiled crookedly at her niece who had been