My adopted cousin Julie and I spent a lot of time together growing up on my grandparents' farm. Our grandparents were the go to babysitters in the family when everyone had to work. It was great in a true style of what would today be considered free range parenting. We had free run of the farm and were only reined in when our safety was at risk.
We became close friends and spent a lot of time exploring the farm and getting to know each other. Her parents were separated and she confided in me a lot of her feelings about what was going on in her life. When her mom remarried and moved away we ended up losing touch with each other.
Fast forward ten years and the next time I see her is on a sad occasion. Her mom passed away young due to complications of a long term illness she never took care of.
I saw her at my grandparents' house as they were making arrangements for her mother's funeral. Gone was the skinny little curly haired blonde girl I knew in my youth. In her place was a beautiful 20 year old young woman with a great smile and I have to say a rocking body. She was just a little shy at first but before long we were joking around like old times when she used to tease me about being her little cousin. She was six months older than me and growing up used to like to boss me around.
After all the Aunts and Uncles finished with the arrangements and talking about old times they finally left for their own houses and to do chores leaving my cousin and I alone. I could see the sadness in her eyes when she had nothing to distract her anymore and I walked over to her and gave her a big hug.
She grabbed onto me tight and just cried into my chest for quite a while as I stood there rubbing her back as she clung to me. When she finally pulled away she looked at me and smiled and thanked me for letting her fall to pieces and let her grief out. She asked me if I would go on a walk with her so we could just talk and catch up and I told her sure no problem.
As we walked around the old farm we talked of all we had missed in each other's lives since she had left and she told me how she had missed the time we used to spend together. She confided that our time together on the old farm had been her happiest as kids as it let her escape the drama at her parents' house. As we walked along hand in hand she pulled me towards one of the old barns where we slipped inside away from anyone who might be watching prying eyes.
She looked me in the eyes and bit her lip as she asked me if I thought she was pretty. I told her the truth and said I thought she was very beautiful and had a figure that many women would kill for.
She blushed as she asked me, "would you like to see more?" With this said she reached up and started to unbutton her blouse.