November 13, 2011–Miracle in the Woods, Part 3

Around midday, Carol was beginning to question the reasons she and Mary were in this clearing.  It was hot, crowded, and she was sweating.  She tried her best to reassure herself that whatever was in the middle of this crowd, it had to be something special or people wouldn’t be paying so much to find it.  One would think, she said to herself, that since it’s located in a clearing in the middle of nowhere, a helicopter should be able to see it easily.  Had they even thought about this themselves…whoever “they” were?  She snapped back to the present when she felt Mary grab her arm.

“What is the matter with you, Mary?” asked Carol, holding onto the younger woman’s arm in an attempt to keep her standing upright.

“Cramps!  These cramps are kicking my ass.  I don’t get them like this on a normal cycle, and that was just last week.  I think I’m getting sick from something.”  With every pain, Mary’s face contorted, her eyes closing as she held her hands tightly against her lower abdomen.  She wondered if she was alone in this large crowd, but every now and then, a lady would pass her with a pained look on her face as well.  “I honestly don’t know what could be causing this.  I haven’t eaten anything today and dinner last night couldn’t be.”

“I think I may have some ibuprofen in my pocket.  I get headaches a lot and need them.  You’re welcome to one or two if you want them.”  Carol pulled a small tube from her pocket and tapped two pills into Mary’s open hand.  Mary popped them into her mouth and swallowed.  She couldn’t care less if she had water to wash them down.  Something had to change and quickly.

Within a few seconds, a hand touched Mary on the shoulder.  When she looked around, a blond lady, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, was standing behind her in what looked to be a group of college aged girls.  They all looked overly excited and carefree.  Mary looked at her with a concerned look as though she was a parent wondering what their child had done during spring break.

“You must be a newbie!  I know how you feel.  The first few times you come here, the pain can be unbearable. But by the time you get there, it’s not pain.  It changes and it changes you.  Your eyes open and so does your body.  Those drugs will be the farthest thing from your mind.”  The lady was instantly surrounded by the girls with her, all hugging in agreement and jubilation.

Carol and Mary looked at each other in total disbelief.  A newbie?  How many times had these women been here and what could possibly have lured them over and over?  Carol, as she always did, spoke up inquisitively.  “What exactly is this feeling you’ve all had?  Are you into pain or something?”

The women shook their heads in unison.  The blond took the lead and replied, “No, not at all.  You know the feeling you’re having.  You should have it every month.  That is, if you still HAVE that time every month like normal.  Or, in your case ma’am,” looking at Carol, “you may have already passed that time in your life.”

“I’m so glad you noticed.”  Carol rolled her eyes and looked at Mary.  “What are you making of this?  It’s your body.  You’re the one having the pains.”

Mary shook her head.  “I don’t really care what this thing is, but whatever it is, it has control over everyone here…except you.  You don’t seem to me to be affected in the least.  I have noticed that you are one of the oldest women walking around here.  The others near your age have looked like they were dressed for the night club.  I just couldn’t see myself dressing like….”

Mary’s sentence was cut short as she let out a scream, causing all the women around her too look in the direction she and Carol, along with the young women, were standing.  Mary’s knees gave way under her and she fell to the ground.  She lay there at Carol’s feet, shaking uncontrollably, while her mouth was held open in a look of shock.  Carol quickly knelt down beside her, asking her if she was OK and how could she help.  Mary could hear her but she was totally unable to speak.  Her brain was speaking but she had no control over her lips.  She looked toward Carol and held her hand out to touch her leg.  Her eyes were bloodshot and sweat was pouring from every pore on her body.

The blond lady, standing upright after checking on Mary from a distance, turned to the crowd with arms stretched out and screamed, “She had one! This lady had one!”  She looked back at Carol and said, “It likes her.  That doesn’t happen much here.”

There was a noise of wonder and cheer coming from all directions.  The sound of applause lasted for minutes and had started worrying Carol.  She held Mary’s hand and brushed some dirt and hair off her face.  The look of shock had turned into a look of wonderment mixed with a look of embarrassment.  “What in the hell was that?  Mary, have you gone bat-shit crazy on me?”

Mary tried to sit up a little and propped herself on her elbows.  She was now smiling and holding back laughter.  She looked at Carol and said, “I just had probably the most intense orgasm in my entire life!  This is unbelievable!  If this happens again, I won’t be able to walk much afterward”

…To be continued.

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