[The wheat fields would have been perfect ticklers but Jim surprisingly ran through them untouched. Since when did Vulcan have wheat? This kind was even the kind grown at home in Iowa... weird. The sky was blue too, with heavy thick white clouds. He didn't stop to think too much. He just hurried through the field. He wondered if maybe he could make Spock hyper sensitive the same way he was and anything he touched would send pleasurable coils up his limbs. Maybe? Maybe not? He can dream it, at least.]
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[The wheat fields would have been perfect ticklers but Jim surprisingly ran through them untouched. Since when did Vulcan have wheat? This kind was even the kind grown at home in Iowa... weird. The sky was blue too, with heavy thick white clouds. He didn't stop to think too much. He just hurried through the field. He wondered if maybe he could make Spock hyper sensitive the same way he was and anything he touched would send pleasurable coils up his limbs. Maybe? Maybe not? He can dream it, at least.]