U-Haul from Hell

Can you Spell Full Moon Without "OH"

 The weeks have gone by like a dream for both Jaimie and Violet. Almost like it was written by a lesbian author with no job and no girlfriend to occupy her time. Much to say, no more problems came into the relationships, no arguments, no headaches, no red flags. Jaimie never felt better about her relationship. It was literally a relationship she manifested her entire life, even during her straight years. She wanted a relationship like this. Her friends loved Violet even more than they loved Jaimie.

However, strange things happened in Jaimie's life as the days turned into weeks. Her once loving and joyful black sphinx cat began to turn away from Violet, hissing and biting every chance she could. When they visit Jaimie's friends' houses, their animals react strangely. They either ran away in fear and fidget with panic, or they would growl as though they were standing their ground, protecting their territory and owners. Jaimie didn't like that the animals she once pet-sat for winced at even the touch or presence of her.

Despite the uneasiness, she still wanted to stay with Violet, a woman who made her body and mind tingle. Having deep conversations about the future... their future together. Their conversations ran through her mind as she gripped Violet's thighs. Sucking on her clit and pulling her close like to her so she wouldn't lose the essence of violet. Something Jaimie was secretly afraid of losing. Changing positions, Violet wanted to ravish Jaimie, touching every inch of her body. Nibbling and caressing Jaimie's body, Jaimie couldn't help but giggle. "What?" Violet asked. "Nothing... it's cute, and it tickles." Jaimie responded

Violet continued to tease and please Jaimie. As Violet began to caress her clit with her tongue. Jaimie vividly saw a forest with changing leaves and violet running through them. They both fell into a pile and were transported into a valley of flowers, all blooming at her touch. Violet was nowhere to be seen, but she felt safe, almost like it was home. She lay among the flowers, all coming alive to kiss her exposed skin.

Returning to reality, her body could no longer take Violet's fingers, and her tongue kept in time like a flutist on the field in a marching band. Her screams and moans turned into notes like a song that someone in the outside world begged to hear. Jaimie's heart was pounding, slowing down as Violet licked her fingers and tranced Jaimie's body with her tongue. She lay on top of her, kissing her neck and falling asleep, pulling her close. Jaimie looked out of her window to see the moonlight fuller than she had ever seen.

As the weeks went by, their relationship began to feel mundane and normal. Jaimie felt lost in the daily routine: wake up at 9 a.m., Violet fixes breakfast, Jaimie draws a tattoo, Jaimie fixes lunch, Violet plays and writes music, and they talk, which lasts the rest of the night through dinner as they fix it together. 'Is this what being in a relationship with a woman is supposed to feel like?' Jaimie thought.

They both sat on the couch while Violet talked about her many road trips with yet another band. Jaimie looked into Violet's excitement and interrupted, asking, "Are you happy? Are you happy with this?" Violet inched away from Jaimie, confused at the line of questioning.

" Of course I'm happy. If I wasn't i would have just left." Violet answered

"I know, but it seems like you're bored with this. Bored with me."

"I'm not bored, Jaimie. I like being around you. I like us doing things together. I like you being in the kitchen while I'm in here and vice versa. I like watching your face wince as you concentrate on something." Violet said as she touched Jaimie's face. Jaimie rolled her eyes, got up from the couch, and walked into the kitchen to see if the food was ready.

"Well, you keep on talking about the fun time you had on the road it seems like you missed it. It looks like you'd rather be wanting to fuck groupies instead of me."