Love Finds Its Way Home Pt 01 The Awakening

Prologue:

This Billyslate Story is a 2-Part Slowburn Lesbian Love and Romance tale.

When children are a key part of the storyline, there's minimal sexual activity if they're close by. Also, generally, there's little or no alcohol consumed when children are present.

All descriptive sex in this story is lesbian, with young ladies aged

21

and older. Some explicit lesbian sexual actions occasionally feature a strong, but loving woman as the definite

TOP

. She controls the action along with playful and sometimes firm spanking.

This

57

th

and all Billyslate stories are

100% Fiction

in every aspect.

Edited By Billyslate

/Grammarly

Enjoy

A SUNDAY DRIVE:

REELIN

POV

We're on a Sunday drive from Charleston, SC down State Hwy 171S towards Folly Beach. It's a short 15-minute/6.6-mile drive with numerous public areas along the way to stop and enjoy a nice picnic lunch.

I'm Reelin Carlie Walters-26, riding shotgun, with Dad Ryan Allen-53 driving, and Mom Frances Anne-51 in the rear.

Mom sits quietly, smiling as she's done for the past 12 years when I'm a

High School Fresher

. She has an unusual or rare emotional/speech issue with some type(s) of

Selective Mutism

and doesn't talk with strangers or in group settings. Sometimes, she doesn't speak even when Dad and I are alone with her.

Dad is a Senior-Level Business Executive who travels frequently for 2 to 3-week pops. Living in

Harleston Village

a nice but expensive area of downtown Charleston, we need Dad's income, although his frequent travel has sometimes been a

Pain In The Rear

for me.

Since Mom doesn't talk much, especially to strangers, Dad, Me or a paid companion must be with her when she leaves our home. Mom's symptoms start when I'm a high school fresher, and worsen dramatically until my junior year, finally stabilizing.

So, at age 26, I haven't had much of a social life. It's awkward bringing friends home to a Mom who doesn't/won't talk with them. So my normal social life has been mostly Mom and Dad, and an occasional paid home-service companion.

I wasn't active in any High School activities, however a Strait A/4.00 GPA student. I didn't attend any Proms, Class trips, Athletic games, or other social functions during my entire, Jr. & Sr. High School and College years.

Our home has a top-level gym, with a sauna and steam room, so I've always been in excellent shape with a firm n fit body.

Standing 5' 9", with long shapely legs, weighing 120lbs, a green-eyed redhead, and heavy C-cup boobs, I'm truly a hottie. However, my hotness is wasted, being stuck at home 95% of the time for the past 14 years.

I'm an independent Graphic Design Consultant (

Publication and Typographic

), graduating at age 21, from the

Savannah College of Art and Design

(

SCAD

) online, and mostly work from my home office.

I earned a dual Master of Art (

Painting

) and Master of Art (

Design Management

) degree(s) from

SCAD

, in four years! Nearly 90% of my curriculum is online, with the college allowing me to attend classes on campus when Dad's home. This is easily doable with Savannah being a 100-mile/2-hour drive from Charleston.

I'm a good portrait artist, but my primary focus is on landscapes, with the many beaches, parks, quaint villages, and waterworks in Metro Charleston.

Until my 26

th

birthday, I live a mundane but happy life, knowing my Mom cares for and loves me dearly before this rare

Selective Mutism

illness lands explosively in her lap.

Although Dad earns big bucks as a Senior Corporate Exec, growing up Mom never used a Nanny to care for me. She hires cleaning and grounds service for our huge home, but prepares all of our family meals and does most other general household tasks.

She's fully a hands-on Mom, rearing me her only biological child. So I gladly return her love by giving up all social life when she becomes mentally n emotionally selectively mute when I'm 12, until now, at age 26.

***

A SPARK IN MY LIFE

While eating lunch at a Pier restaurant, I feel someone intently watching me but looking up, I only glimpse a head of glossy raven-black hair. So, I return to my sketchbook, doodling as usual when I have a brief break from spending time with Mom.

Dad's home for a week before leaving on a 3-week Asian/South Pacific business trip, so I have a few days of freedom. We usually eat supper as a family, so I often shop, catch the sights, and eat lunch/brunch on the Pier, when on my own.

We mostly use an online shopping and delivery service for groceries and other needed household items. My preferred company has a young Black American, Jeffery (

Jeff

) Amos Doyle who routinely delivers our orders. He's a nice quiet person who talks a bit slowly, carefully choosing his words so he may be minimally retarded.

Mom smiles widely when he brings our orders, signaling she likes Jeff and is relaxed around him. I often chat with Jeff, thinking he purposely sets our orders up as his last delivery because we treat him kindly. So, I think of inviting him in for a cool drink or tea after one of his evening deliveries.

After many orders and brief talks learning Jeff doesn't work most mornings, I invite him for breakfast. He's so thankful and polite at our home, and Mom's truly taken with him.

After a few more breakfasts with Jeff, I speak with the delivery service owner and Dad. We all agree he will be a perfect companion for Mom so, we quickly upgrade the Coach House into a 4-room apartment where Jeff now lives. He frequently takes Mom out and about in the downtown area, giving me more time for painting.

***

Lunching at the Pier later in the week, I get the same feeling of being watched, again seeing a flash of glossy raven-black hair when I look up.

Dad leaves on his Asian/SP travel, so life settles back into my routine, working on two contract projects.

Researching information on one work item, I notice an announcement of Charleston being in the mix for hosting a Western Hemisphere, LVMH Group (

Louis Vuitton-Moët-Hennessy

) distributors/sales meeting away from the hustle n bustle of their NYC HQ.

Rumor has it that LVMH is also considering building an FDA-Level QC Testing Center in the host city selected for the distributors'/sales meeting.

So I mentally file this

Gem

away, for a potential business opportunity. My Graphic Design consulting business is flush with cash, but one can always use more paying customers in this business-driven environment,

Dad's been away two weeks and Mom's a little antsy, wanting to get out of the house on a girls' day. So, I take her for a long lunch at my favorite Pier restaurant, relaxing with a glass of wine before ordering.

Mom's happy looking around and smiling widely, but not saying much when her eyes suddenly furrow and she squeals, "

Oh My

!" stunning me.

Then a soft voice off to my left says, "Excuse me, I'm Dyani Mae Begay and you seem familiar, do we know each other?" having long raven-black hair and piercing bright grey eyes.

Looking closely at her, something clicks with her eyes, but I don't know what exactly. I introduce myself, "I'm Reelin C Walters, and my Mom's, Frances. Something about your eyes jolts my memory, but to my knowledge, I don't think we've previously met."

She dresses glamorously so I smile, "Please join Mom and me for a glass of wine and lunch if you like, and we can learn more about ourselves.

I describe my life the same as earlier in this story, adding more details about my Graphic Design business for the past 5-years.

Interest flickers in Dyani's eyes, and she quickly glances at Mom, who smiles sweetly. So, I explain more about Mom's 15 years of emotional n speech issues, my main reason for studying Graphic Design versus Architecture.

Dyani seems to ponder, "I work for the

LVMH

Group, focusing primarily on the cosmetics product lines. At my boss's direction, I visited Charleston twice earlier this month to research our company holding a Western Hemisphere sales and distributors meeting here.

"I lived in Charleston for 3 years in my pre-teens, which is why she asks me. However, most everything has dramatically changed since I left 15 years ago at age 12, so it's like starting at ground zero."

Looking at her watch, "Oh my gosh Reelin, I've got to finish my Pier visit quickly, as I'm flying back to Paris at Midnight. Let's exchange business cards, and continue our interesting conversation by email and phone."

Saying goodbye to Dyani, and it's fun meeting someone new who lives in France. I promise to think more about why we both seem to dimly recognize each other and maybe it was when she lived in Charleston as an adolescent.

***

During the next month, Dyani and I, communicate several times each week. We're intensely trying to decipher why both of us feel that we know each other, from a previous time in our lives.

Today she informs me her boss is requesting more details about the Charleston business community, so she's coming back and staying another week early next month.

I jump in quickly, asking her to choose the 2

nd

week if possible since my Dad will be home, and I can be her tour guide for work and fun. I also invite her to bunk in our very nice,

Ensuite Guest Bedroom

centrally located in Harleston Village, downtown Charleston.

Settling on a time for Dyani's Charleston visit, we're very excited with plans to meet up again soon. Feeling a connection to her that I don't truly understand, I keep researching the elementary school we attend, her in the 4

th

grade, and me in the 3

rd

.

Getting administrative approval I visit the primary school and view electronically saved hallway video photos. I identify four photos from the 3-year period which may include us. Tossing one photo as inconclusive, I excitedly email Dyani, including 3-photos as attachments.

A few hours later, she replies saying thanks, but she wants to talk with me about a problem. I'm surprised, expecting her to be ecstatic about me finding the photos, which I'm certain include us.

Catching my breath, "Oh No Dyani! You're canceling the Charleston visit?"

She giggles, "

Not On Your Life Reelin

! What are your feelings on my possibly moving to Charleston in a few months?"

Taking a deep breath I gasp, "Bring it on Babe! What's going on?"

She hesitates, "I apologize for laying this on you, especially our only knowing each other for nearly 2 months. However, I don't like what's playing out on the USA Sales Meeting, and possible FDA-QC Project.

"A future transfer to Charleston requires me to be reassigned to the US-NYC HQ, which I detest with a passion. I have a great working relationship with my current boss, so hope I can report to her remotely, which the US-HQ strongly objects.

"Since meeting you nearly 2 months ago, and talking or emailing daily, our becoming closer friends is important to me. But you're in the US and I'm in Paris, so if I transfer to a US-based LVMH facility such as the proposed FDA-QC site, I must report to the NYC HQ.

"I'm considering resigning from the company and moving to Charleston in the next few months. You're the closest to a good/best friend that I've had in years, although our history is complex at best.

I'll decide

YES

/

NO

during my Charleston visit, which will be for a month, 1 week working on the LVMH project, and 3 weeks of vacation.

I squeal joyfully, "

YES

-

YES

to both queries Dyani! You're our guest for the month in Charleston and when you return after resigning if choosing that road!"

Settling Dyani's Charleston visit and LVMH's resignation issues, we return to the attached photos in my email.

There's one photo of 2-girls in a hallway, where it appears classes are changing. We're walking in opposite directions, passing a Picture or Painting on the wall.

We both look up and one girl is clearly a Red Head with green eyes, and the other Raven Black hair with grey eyes. Both girls are taller than most other girls in the hallway, so Dyani and I are certain they're us at nearly 9 & 10 years old.

After confirming our complex history, our excitement about Dyani visiting Charleston for a month and most likely moving here in 4-6 months goes ballistically off the wall.

***

DYANI'S HERE:

REELIN

POV

She arrives late morning US-EST, after an early departure from Paris. Collecting Dyani at

SAV

, and returning home, she pleads exhaustion, quickly falling asleep in our GBR.

Dad, Mom, and Jeff are aware of her LVMH dilemma and possibly resigning soon. So they understand Dyani being emotionally and physically drained from her trans-Atlantic travel.

Dad smiles as we sip tea in the living room, "Reelin, I want to have a family meeting during Dyani's vacation. You feel certain she will soon quit her company and relocate to Charleston, but need to reconfirm with her after she rests.

He hugs Mom: "I'm getting tired of this never-ending worldwide corporate travel and want to spend time at home with family. So this week, while Reelin and Dyani investigate her Charleston work project, I'll explore options for us to work in business together, based out of Charleston.

Me, screaming and hugging Dad: "Oh, Daddy, I love that you want to spend more time at home with Mom and me, including Dyani and Jeff. So I'm all in with your idea. I'll tell Dyani there's a possibility of us starting a family business(s) based in Charleston, and we'll soon talk in-depth.

Mom smiles widely and hugs me tightly, then lays a lovely kiss on Daddy who pulls her in close n tight.

***

Later, I'm relaxing in the living room lounge, and Dyani strolls in, "Reelin Babe, I don't often drink during the day, but we should share a glass of wine to celebrate starting our month of mostly fun!"

Pulling her into a warm hug, "You're so on the money babe, sit on the sofa and I'll pour us a large Fume Blanc to share."

I'm on Pins n Needles, "Dyani, I need to ask one question, and then we'll relax enjoying catching up. Are you truly quitting LVMH and moving to Charleston?"

Grinning slyly Dyani nods, "I gave my 4-month notice and will work for 3 months after I return to Paris. My new schedule for Charleston is maybe 2-days of work and nearly a month of accrued holiday time with my new best friend."

I can't resist leaning in and softly kissing her on the cheek, "Forgive me, but your news is fantastic. Dad wants to slow down his wicked travel schedule, so he's resigning his corporate board seat.

"He'll investigate potentially buying out a division at the conglomerate, which we can manage from Charleston. Dad wants you and I to take on 90% of the executive decisions, while he'll serve as

COB

or similar."

"

WOW

!" Dyani responds and kisses my lips. "I kissed you back upping the flavor, so your first kiss is doubly forgiven."

Holding our post-kiss-on-the-lips hug, "Okay, I'll update Dad that you're on board, and we'll plan your 2 or 3 day's LVMH activities. For now, we'll laze around home for a couple of days to get your bearings.

Dyani holds up her hand, "Reelin, we have so much to learn about our past/history, and you stuck me in a guest room. So, a most important question is, must I sleep in there all the time?"

Grinning slyly, "I'm being a good hostess babe, not knowing your intentions. But truthfully, I hope you

NEVER

sleep in the GBR, because I've been sleeping all alone in my King Size bed forever," kissing her again, on the lips this time.

Dyani Seals The Deal

! "Okay Babe, the GBR is my closet space, and our Retreat, if/when your

King Size Bed

is too

Sweaty

n

Musty

n

Mucky

to sleep in."

Bowling her over with a more intense kiss I shyly ask, "Dyani, are you deviously planning to

Pop My Girl-Girl Cherry

in the big ole musky king bed?"

Dyani winks salaciously, licking her chops with a wickedly long serpentine tongue, so I have my answer in

Spades

!

***

LOVE AT 1

ST

BITE:

DYANI

POV

Lying cuddled in bed after 4-days in Charleston, and reflecting on the past few months, as Reelin snores cutely. We've had 2-heavy make-out sessions, but haven't truly fucked yet, because that's a 2

nd

priority.

The longer I'm here with Reelin and her Biological/Extended family (Jeff), the more certain I am of my decision to leave LVMH and move to Charleston. She and I are running on all 12 cylinders, which will be impossible with me reporting to the NYC HQ.

My Charleston project business analysis is complete and enroute to my boss in Paris, LVMH's President. So I'm now focusing my energy on corralling this spectacular lady snoring peacefully in my arms.

Four months ago, I don't know Reelin exists, but now pining for her to be my life partner.

I'm breezing through that Pier restaurant, and notice this beautiful redhead babe sitting at a table sketching or drawing. I swear to myself, that I know her from my past but don't remember anything about our meeting.

She looks up, and I quickly turn left looking elsewhere, so she doesn't catch me peering intently at her. The same thing happens a 2

nd

time as I stroll through the restaurant every day looking to see her. However, I don't approach her to say hello, because I'm leaving soon.

Nearly a month later I'm in Charleston again and she's at that Pier restaurant with another redhead around 25 years older, certainly her Mom.

Everyone says, "

The 3

rd

Times A Charm

, so Reelin dozes, snoring cutely in her

big ole bed

, me holding her close to my heart."

Work finished, I have 25 days of playtime with Reelin before flying back to Paris for my final 3 months working at LVMH.

***

JOINING THE FAMILY:

DYANI

POV

Now, calling Reelin's parents Mom n Dad, and Jeff-

Bro

because it's easier and both parents seem happy. I learn Jeff is a delivery person for their perishables and other household items, and is treated kindly by the family.

On one evening's delivery, Mom says thanks Son, with Jeff-19 tearing up, never having a real mom. Gradually, he becomes a full household member, with Dad extending/renovating a small attached coach house for him.

Jeff's very protective of Mom, with Dad fondly naming him her

Security Chief.

For the past year, he's been the only companion for Mom, other than Reelin and Dad, and no longer works as a delivery person.

Enjoying a nice seafood and steak dinner ordered from Ruth Chris Steak House, Dad explains the specifics of his family business proposal.

We'll search for a prominent company or specific division in financial trouble, because of poor management or excessively high overhead.

Dad will investigate 3-companies under his corporate wing, and make a buy offer when he retires if one of them meets our plan guidelines. The revamped company will move to Charleston entirely or if feasible, maintain manufacturing in its current facility, which is more cost-effective.

Our company's HQ will be in a nice facility, easily accessible to Harleston Village, in downtown Charleston. Dad's projected timeline to retire, acquire the business, and finish the HQ is 12-15 months.

Reelin interjects, "Dyani and I are all in, so I propose the following HQ structure.

COB

- DAD

CEO

-DYANI