This chapter is dedicated to mummy's dirty angel...
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A month later and...
Today's the day that Matsui's moving into my home... she's hardly been back to Hong Kong since the day that we met. But I haven't seen her for ten long days while she packed her home in Asia and have missed her more than I ever hoped to miss anyone, this is love and I love having it in my life again after such a long gap without it. Colours seem brighter, scenery more wondrous and food tasted better. But it hasn't all been plain sailing. My girls and I live in a small community whose more staid members are not at all happy about the 'perverts' who seem to have infiltrated their social strata. For a while it looked as if I might even have problems at work, but I confronted everybody who seemed to have an issue with my circumstances and forced them to examine their own prejudices; it's harder to be a bigot after any problems were pointed out to be theirs not mine.
I had worried how my youngest daughter Genie was going to take the news that her mother had fallen in love with a beautiful Chine lady. I needn't have, as Kira told her before I'd got back from my dirty first weekend away at Matsui's suite. Kira and Genie met me at the front door when I arrived home from work on Monday evening; Kira had her arm around Stephanie, Genie was holding hands with Annalee her study partner - who seemed to spend half her life at her house. I didn't need a script to work it out... Mum was the last to discover her true sexual orientation; my girls had been hiding theirs from me for fear of offending or hurting me: Kira for five years, Genie for three.
We talked, the six of us, and decided that we had entered a new episode in our lives. The most important thing to all of us was that we agreed that we had to tell each other of any fears or worries just as soon as they came up. Matsui, quiet at first as she gave my family and I the chance to clear the air if it needed it, took the conversation into discussing specifics rather than generalities. We decided that what we did in our private lives was not open to the scrutiny and criticism of those outside of the group and that we owed it to ourselves to find and follow whatever it was that made us happy.
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The truck with Matsui's possessions was larger than I was expecting; a white pantechnicon accompanied by a saloon car with four extra moving company personnel in it arrived a couple of minutes before we heard the throaty rumble and bark of her red sports car as it came along the road from town out to our house. Even standing in the yard with the six strangers from the removals company couldn't stop that sound from having its usual effect on me. I heard the first bark as it pulled away from the last turning onto our road, and my pussy started to show a distinct tendency to moisten and start to flow; before she'd turned it into our driveway, I was worried that my excitement might start to show through the tightness of the jeans that I was wearing.
It took an hour to offload the truck into the barn; we only took her personal effects inside immediately to give us such time as we needed to make room for the rest of it. She signed the docket and gave each of the workers a hundred as a tip before they left; they must have been overjoyed as there was none of the usual shifting and unpacking that they would have usually had to do. An easy day and a big tip, it probably doesn't get much better in their job.
The removals people had hardly left the driveway before we were in each other's arms. God I had missed her so much that it hurt.
"I don't like it when you're not here... so don't do it again... do you hear?"
She kissed the tears of happiness from my cheeks, her arms enveloping me and as her lips met mine, I felt my knees buckle. I really did swoon - but I was safe; she was there to support me while I recovered.
We opened a bottle of crisp and fruity white wine from Australia before I helped her to unpack. We shifted a few things around in my – our - room, deciding to share space rather than divide it between us. For some reason it felt warming and even sexy to think of my clothes touching hers in the closets and drawers.
Genie and Kira made dinner for us all: roasted butternut squash packed with honeyed venison pemmican and pine nuts served in slices on apricot and almond couscous. They'd even made a rich chocolate mousse as dessert. Satisfyingly stuffed we decided to take a walk in the evening sun, arm in arm, Kira, Matsui, myself and Genie. The national park looked bewilderingly beautiful as the sun seemed to set between the mountain's twin-peaks which where closest to the house. In the closing dusk we walked back home, really the first night to what I hoped would be happily ever after.
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That night after Matsui and I finished making gentle love to each other and were drifting off, just delicately stroking to stoke the fires of delight, we were joined by the two girls... we slept spooned into a melange that exuded comfort and security.
