Jim woke the following morning with Sara still in his arms. She had laid her hand to rest low onhis waist and just above the waistline of his shorts. He turned his head and looked at the
sleeping beauty in his arms. He was still in shock from the previous evening's conversation. Heheard the words echo in his head.
"When I saw your photo in your profile, I fell in love."
The memory of these words made him smile. He had not had a real and true smile in quite sometime, it felt good. As he shifted positions to alleviate some of the ache in his back, Sarabegan to wake. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked up at Jim. He smiled down at her.He moved to sit up and as he did, he gently rested Sara's head on the folded towel he had been
using as a pillow. She groaned and rolled over as Jim crawled out of the tent. He stoked thefire and put the coffee on. As he sat on the log, he laced up his boots, did a bit of stretching
and decided to see if he could match Sara's time from the previous morning. He barreled off intothe woods and towards the lot.
Sara woke about half an hour later to an empty tent. She dressed and made her way out of the tentand to the coffee she could smell. As she poured herself a cup and sat on the log, she noticed
footprints similar to those she had left the previous morning. She thought to herself that Jimmust be doing what she did that morning. In preparation for his return, she took a bottle of Gatorade and placed it in the cool water of the creek, so that when he returned, it would be cold. She also retrieved a fresh t-shirt from his pack and got his towel ready.
As she sipped her coffee, she could not help but think that she was a very lucky woman. Here, she had a man that was not afraid of commitment; to the contrary, he sought it out. She was looking not to be alone, like she had been in California. The words of her mother rang loudly in her ears, "If you haven't found someone by the time you're 30, you'll die an old maid."
Just as she pushed these thoughts out of her head, she heard what sounded like a pack of wild elephants careening down a hillside. She turned her head to see Jim coming towards her. She rose calmly from the log and walked to the water and pulled out the bottle of Gatorade. When he was upon her, she handed it to him and helped him remove his sweaty, sticky shirt. Somewhere along the way, he had managed to tear a portion of it; she would have to mend it when they returned to thecity later that day. She handed Jim a fresh shirt and he sat it and the Gatorade down on the logand stripped down to his boxers and jumped into the creek. The water felt wonderful on hisoverheated, sweaty body. It cooled him down quickly and he gingerly made his way back on shore.Sara handed him his towel and watched him as he dried himself off.
Sara was finding it increasingly difficult to keep her eyes to herself, she continuously foundherself looking, no, leering at Jim. She had gotten to know him quite well these past few days
and she liked what she saw. She saw a kind and generous man that had morals and a certain amountof virtue, though not a Saint, in her eyes, he was damn close.
When Jim had sufficiently composed himself, they began to break down camp and headed back to thelot. When they reached the lot, Jim tossed both packs in the back of his car and they headedback to town. They stopped at the lab before going home. They wanted to announce their return incase either of them was needed by the lab. As they walked the halls of the lab they were met byGrissom.
"How was your trip?" he inquired
"It was very educational." Replied Sara and Brass in unison
Grissom looked at both of them with an inquisitive look. They quickly turned and walked out ofthe lab and returned to Brass's truck. The ride to Sara's apartment was spent in relative
silence, and as they entered the lot to her building. Suddenly, Jim felt an odd sense of loss.He had only known Sara for three days and already he was beginning to have feelings of
withdrawal. As she exited the truck, Jim popped the gate and she retrieved her pack. She walkedover to the driver's side and asked Jim if he would like to come in for a hot shower and
relaxation. He pondered the offer for a moment before turning the engine off and exiting thevehicle himself. He grabbed his pack from the trunk and carried it up the steps to herapartment.
When they entered the apartment, Sara showed Jim where the shower was and he fished through hispack for a clean set of clothing. He stood in the living room, looking around the place and Sarawalked up to him and offered him the first shower.
"You can have the first shower; that will give me some time to unpack." She said
She fetched him a towel and he stripped himself of his grimy clothing that smelled like acombination of dirt and camp fire. While Jim was in the shower, Sara announced her presence in
the bathroom.
"I'm going to take your stuff and throw it in the laundry, along with mine. Is that ok?"
"Sure, fine." He answered
Sara took the clothing and went to the laundry room section of her apartment; in all actually itwas just a washer/dryer combination that stood in a closet just off the kitchen. After runningthe wash, she sat on her couch and turned on the television. After about ten minutes she heardthe water stop, and walked to the bathroom. Jim was standing in front of the mirror beginningto shave, she stood behind him and stripped and entered the shower, herself. Jim could notbelieve the amount of freedom she felt in regards to her nudity, not that he was complaining.She showered while he shaved and he asked her why it was that she seemed to feel so comfortablebeing nude in front of him.
"Well, its not like you've never seen me naked before, and besides, it's the way we all came intothe world, it's a natural thing." She stated
"True, but most women make some sort of effort to conceal their nakedness." He said
"Well, I'm not most women." she replied, simply
"This is true." He said as he peeked his head in the shower to kiss her on the cheek.
She handed him the soap and asked if he would wash her back. He more than willingly obliged her.He lathered up his hands and rubbed them in circles across her back, shoulders and neck. She
turned to face Jim, letting the shower spray wash the soap from her back. He stood, gazing ather naked beauty, his arousal growing noticeably. Sara took notice of this and as he saw the
look her face, he blushed. She reached out her hand and gestured for a towel. Jim looked aroundand saw no other towel but the one he was wearing. He slipped it off and handed it to her. As
she dried herself, Jim walked to the bedroom and began to get dressed. Sara, now dry, followedhim into the bedroom. He had just put on his boxers when she came up behind him and placed herhands on his shoulders. He startled under her unexpected touch and he laughed.
"Lay flat on the bed, on your stomach." She directed
He did as he was told and was rewarded by a massage. She began at his neck and worked her waydown to his shoulders and then to his entire back, cracking his vertebrae as she applied
considerable pressure. He groaned as her hands traveled around back and upper arms, working outthe knots in his muscles as she went. When she had finished, she lay flat on her front, on top
of Jim's back. He could feel her warm breath on him as she trailed his sides with the tips ofher fingers. He tried to wriggle out from under her, but much to no avail. He was trapped and
at her mercy. After a few minutes of torture, she allowed him to roll over onto his back. Shelooked down at him and straddled him again. He looked up into her big brown eyes and cupped her
face in his hands and drew her closer to him.
He planted a very well placed kiss on her lips and she reciprocated by un- hitching her towel.He looked up at her and smiled widely. He ran his hands up her sides and cupped one breast ineach hand, gently kneading the perfectly sized mounds of flesh. He ran his thumbs across hernipples and she moaned, ever so slightly. She leaned down to kiss him again and she could feelhis arousal growing beneath her.
"We have to do something about these troublesome shorts." She said as she removed his boxers.
She climbed on top of him again and slid him inside her. She could feel every inch of histhrobbing manhood. He filled her completely. She began to ride him as if he were some sort of
wild horse. He placed his hands on her hips to steady her. As he felt her muscles contractaround him, he gripped at the bedclothes. She quickened her pace and as she was experiencing herclimax, he was having one of his own. They both called out each others names in a release ofsexual energy and satisfaction. They lay in each others arms for the remainder of the afternoon.
After about an hour, they both drifted into unconsciousness. When they woke, it was to theshrill sound of Jim's cell phone. He reached for it and answered it.
"Brass, here." He answered
"Hey, Its Grissom. Where are you?"
"Napping. Why, what time is it?"
"9:00pm. Do you know where Sara is. I called her cell, but she did not answer." Grissom said
"I can find her, if you like." He offered
"Yes, do that, and bring her in. There is some paperwork she needs to fill out before she startstomorrow." Grissom directed.
"I'll see if I can find her. We'll be in a little later." He said as he hung up his cell.
Sara turned to Jim and looked at him sleepily.
"Grissom needs you to come in tonight to fill out some paperwork before you start tomorrow."Jim said
Sara hopped out of bed and began to dress herself. Jim dressed as well and within a few minutesthey were out the door and in Jim's truck. They stopped for coffee on the way to the lab and
when they parked the truck at the lab, they did not notice Catherine standing near the entrance.They were holding hands and just before emerging from the rows of parked cars, they stopped andgave each other a kiss. Catherine saw this and ran inside before she could be noticed. As Jimand Sara entered the lab, Catherine was already in the break room running at the mouth.
When Jim and Sara parted company at Grissom's office, Jim went on to the break room. As heentered he was met with looks of curiosity. He looked at Catherine, who tried to hide her face
and guilty expression; she did not do a very good job of it. Warrick stood and congratulated Jim on a fine conquest. Nick walked to him and patted him on the back and made a joke about
robbing the cradle. Jim turned bright red as the questions and comments continued. He enduredthis for about an hour before. Sara entered the break room and rescued Jim. She took him by thehand and they left the lab together. The team watched in stunned silence as Jim and Sara walkedout of the building, holding hands and left in Jim's truck.
Warrick turned to Nick and said,
"I'm glad he finally found someone. He was in some dire need of lovin'."
"Well, it looks like he got some." Said Nick
TBC?