Author's note: This is the third story in a series about Paige and Ally. The other two are Getting Through to Paige and Discovering Paige. Please feel free to read and (hopefully) enjoy those as well.
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Paige and Ally were in love. There was no other way to put it. Ever since their first night together they'd become almost inseparable. It hadn't taken long at all for Ally to realize that she not only loved Paige, but wanted to be with her in a way that she hadn't been with anyone in a long time: in a serious, committed relationship. This was actually a huge leap for her.
Ally had just been so used to being a "slut" for so long that the idea of a truly monogamous relationship was almost completely alien to her, but Paige changed all of that. Of course, there were some compromises made that actually kind of surprised them both, but they had worked out great for both of them. Ally soon discovered that she actually quite enjoyed having a live-in lover who was also a close friend and confidante and Paige learned that there was a definite advantage to having a girlfriend that had been around the block a bit. Paige also found it fun to allow Ally to lead her down paths she hadn't quite been prepared to go down with any of her former male lovers (or her one previous female lover) and Ally found that aspect quite fun as well.
In fact, now that they'd been together for a few months their only real relationship issues were what to do with Paige's old room since she was now sleeping, fucking and what not in Ally's and whether or not they should get a new goldfish now that the old one, Mr. Muggles, had gone to the great toilet bowl in the sky. The room issue was actually quite easy. They were both of the mind to turn into an office since another roommate might make it awkward to have sex whenever or wherever they happened to get the urge. The only real problem with that idea was what to do with Paige's stuff. Paige didn't want to put it all in storage until their lease ran out, but she had far too many things to just shove them in the corner or stuff them into Ally's room. It was a tough call, but they had plenty of time to decide. Besides, there was room enough for the desk as it was. It was just a wee bit crowded.
The goldfish issue was actually a little more contentious. Ally had hated the damned thing. Well, not Mr. Muggles specifically. He was just a fish and she couldn't see hating a fish. What she hated was the smell of his bowl when Paige's class/work schedule got in the way of cleaning. It was terrible and because of this she really wasn't that sad when he died. Paige, however, had been mildly crushed. She appeared to be under the delusion that a fish she kept trapped in a tiny bowl and hid from her whenever she tapped on the glass actually loved her.
Paige had even cried when she found him floating on his side at the top of the bowl. It had taken all of Ally's inner strength not to make fun of her, but she'd succeeded admirably until Paige had insisted she was going to buy a new one a week later, the appropriate amount of time to mourn the death of a beloved pet apparently, and then the fight began. Not a big fight, but a fight nonetheless and a fight that went on a whole week without resolution before Ally finally caved and agreed let her get another "damned fish" with the stipulation that she'd put a bit more effort in keeping the bowl clean which Paige both agreed to and had so far actually done quite admirably.
Beyond all that though their relationship was, for lack of better words, pretty fucking awesome. The sex was mind blowing, they still got along like best friends and there were no other issues like petty jealousy or any of that nonsense. They got along great, had fun doing the small things together and fucked like bunnies on Viagra. What else was there?
Lately, though, there was one issue that was bothering them both. Well, it wasn't an issue really. It was more like an unfortunate scheduling conflict that had kind of crept up on them while they were busy discovering each others bodies and deepening their friendship.
Ally, reluctantly and sadly, was leaving for two whole months to attend a wedding, a family reunion, another wedding and do other fun family things that Paige couldn't go to. Not because Ally's was a bunch of homophobes, though there were a few, or anything like that. No, it really was just a scheduling conflict that couldn't be bypassed unless Paige was willing to sacrifice her awesome, reasonably well paying job and drop out of her summer semester classes that she really, really needed to take if she wanted to get her degree before she turned thirty.
If only they'd known they were going to be together in a serious way before Paige signed up for her summer classes or before she'd taken her new job that simply paid too much to quit something could've been done, but it just wasn't in the cards. It was something neither one of them was looking forward to. For Paige she was just sad at the thought of losing her girlfriend for two whole months and being stuck with just her fingers, toys and phone sex. For Ally it was that plus she really wasn't looking forward to being back in her crappy, old hometown with her parents, siblings and cousins. Especially the ones who still seemed to think she was going to find herself a nice man to settle down with anytime now just as soon she got over this little lug phase she was going through. Still, it was mostly the sex (and companionship) that both of them would be missing most. Though Ally had come up with several solutions to this problem including cybering and the aforementioned phone sex none of it seemed to make up for the fact that they wouldn't be able to spend the night and day together fucking, cuddling and kissing away their free time. They wouldn't even be able to go to the movies together on their days off, go hiking in the nice summer weather, spend the weekend at Paige's father's cabin(well, not when Paige wanted to, anyway) and so many other things.
Still, the sex was a big issue. The big issue, really. They really did do it a lot. Almost every day and often more than once. Being a few hundred miles apart for 60 odd days would definitely put a stop to that and there was nothing short of Ally alienating her whole family or Paige wasting her parents tuition money while at the same time losing her ability to pay rent that they could do about it.
Well, there was one thing, but it really didn't solve the separation issue at all. It just kind of made it easier to deal with the time they had together in the mean time. Still, it was a really great idea as far of either them were concerned even though they were now barely sleeping and Paige was constantly late for her classes and work. Why? Well, because the great solution they'd both come up with to help ease the pain of their coming separation was to essentially fuck each other stupid for two weeks straight and they were doing exactly that much. If they were in the same room together there was a good chance that they'd be having sex. If they both had a the day off, they'd barely leave the bed all day long except to eat, go to the bathroom and shower and the shower didn't even count since they generally showered together and more often than not they ended up having sex there as well. They kept their cell phones off, the doors locked to even their closest friends and they spent their last few days together as intimately and passionately as possible.
