Falling in love again
Author's Note: This is a long complex romantic and sexy Lesbian Love Story involving a small group of people who just happen to collide in this thing we call life.
The following Chapter, of this Series, and the universe it occurs in overall only exist in the mind and imagination of the author. This will be a slow burn, with details that some may find non-essential, but I feel are necessary for the story to flow. If you seek instant gratification, this may not be your best story. On the other hand, if you like a slow romantic story, involving two or more women, you may want to read it through to its climax. [Pardon the pun]. This Chapter contains elements of family life and warm and gentle people. You will find a lot of interaction between both Pixie and Sonny and her BFF Sarah. To help you understand the timing of this story, Pixie and Sonny met ten years ago, as teenagers. Hopefully, I captured their emotions and transferred them on to you. I ask that you please read no further if you are seeking a rather sexy, wild lesbian romp.
Reader discretion is advised.
Applicable Tags: Older/Younger, Virginal, Romance, Interracial, Oral Sex, Novel/Novella length. The story is told in the first person.
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Continuation from Part 3.
PART 5.
After I Came Out.
A weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. In a single day, my whole world had changed.
Time meant nothing suddenly and what was a priority yesterday didn't matter today. I felt different. All I wanted was to be with Pixie, to listen to her, to speak to her. I found out she spoke fluent French, and that she noticed things that I missed. That she is not ashamed of who she is. She has this confidence about her, she speaks her mind and listens to your arguments. Most importantly she loves me, I know this because she said so.
The most important things to me had happened so quickly, I had seen the love of my life, naked, I had tasted her juices, I had introduced her to my parents, well she introduced herself, and the two most important things had taken place. First I acknowledged who I was and my parents had seen me as I truly am.
I felt so contented as I sat on Pixie's lap in front of my parents around our kitchen table my fears of showing my parents who I was had melted away as if it was nothing. I found a hidden strength. I could feel it inside of me.
Pixie was talking to my parents and I sat listening, she was telling them about her life. The emptiness of not having a mother around but having two sets of grandparents helping her dad raise her. She was born in France her mother was French but her dad was a dinky die Aussie. Rough around the edges, but so full of love. A hard man, who curses a lot, who stands up for what he believes in, and not scared to voice his opinion. Doesn't believe in political correctness and calls a spade and fucking shovel. She laughed as she said it.
My parents do not use profanity, and my Poppa has told me on numerous occasions that cursing is just being lazy, you should look to increase your vocabulary. My first thought was, 'Oh boy when these two men meet'.
"Mr Chol, would you expect me to come to you to ask for Sanjana's hand in marriage?" Pixie asked him out of the blue. Taking the three of us by complete surprise.
The look on Momma's face was divine, her hands went up and covered her mouth. I sat there before it sunk in what she had just asked my Father.
I jumped up putting my hands on my hips and glared down at her. "You had better ask me first Pix," I told her in no uncertain terms. She looked up at me, with a confused look on her face.
"What?" She asked me, glaring back at me.
My Momma was caught between laughing and giggling.
"Sonny, I am not asking you to marry me, babe, I was just wanting to know how I should, when we are ready, how we should go about it," Then as she went back over what she had said, she turned a bright red.
Then turning to my Poppa she explained, "I am so sorry, I didn't think it came out the way it did. No Sonny and I aren't thinking of getting married, no, no honestly. We haven't talked about it," The longer she went on the deeper the hole she was digging. I took the opportunity to have some fun at her expense.
"So you don't want to marry me?" I asked, a cold hard look on my face.
"Yes, I do, of course I do. You know how I feel about you, Sonny,"
"I'm not so sure I do now?" I continued.
My Poppa interceded on Pixie's behalf. "Sanjana, wewe ni kuwa ukatili kwake, kuacha dakika hii." [Sanjana, you are being cruel to her, stop this minute.]
I broke into a smile and cupped her face in my hands, looked at my Momma, she smiled at me, so I kissed Pixie in front of my parents for the first time.
"You .........aaarrrrrggggg," Pixie exclaimed. She then hugged me.
Turning to my Poppa she said it differently this time. "Mr Chol, when and IF we ever decide to marry, would you expect me to come and ask for her hand?"
"Yes, Pixie I would. But as you two hardly know each other I don't expect us to have the conversation for some time to come,"
"OK, so now I know," she replied. "It's a long way down the track, I mean, Sonny has to win this dancing scholarship first right?"
I smiled at her, "With you by my side anything is possible, babe," And I kissed her again. This time Momma raised an eyebrow. I got the hint, that enough was enough.
"I mean what I said before you two, no hanky panky in my house, so behave and show some respect," she told us. Momma had laid down her rules, there would be no fooling around in her house.
"What are your plans now Pixie?" My Poppa asked her.
"Tonight I need to get home and I have to bring my dad up to speed on everything. Then an early night and work in the morning,"
"We haven't spoken about it in detail yet, but I would like to introduce Sonny to my dad," She said while looking at me.
"That is scary Pixie," I told her.
"You will love him, he is a big old bear, rough around the edges but a gentle soul, honest babe, there is nothing to fear,"
"Easy for you to say," I told her.
"Maybe we can talk about it tomorrow," she said. I nodded.