Dust to Dust Ch. 05

What Ashley didn't realize is that this was new to Dusty. This was a kind of intimacy that went well beyond her usual "fuck sessions." For the first time, she was content just to stare into a lover's eyes as they pleasured each other. She marveled at the small expressions of delight that constantly danced across Ashley's face. Each expression was like a Christmas snowflake, different than the one before but glorious in its own right. She used her free hand to fasten a tight grip on her lover's thigh and buttock, and she used her mouth to capture Ashley's breath. And the orgasms . . . so many orgasms.

They lay in one carnal embrace or another for an hour, pleasuring each other with fingers, tongues, mouths or even the toy that Dusty had brought. "Sixty nine" became Ashley's favorite number, particularly after Dusty "made" her practice it until they were both exhausted, sweaty, and more than a little bit sticky.

"I think we need a shower," Dusty decided. She led Ashley into the bathroom before the girl realized that she was being lured into another trap. Once the water was warm and running, Dusty grabbed the showerhead and directed the water stream against Ashley's ravaged sex. And as tired as she was, it took Ashley a deliciously long time to climax again.

Then Dusty was finally done . . . for that night anyway. She took great care after that as she and Ashley rinsed each other off and took great delight in towel drying one another. And when they finally crawled under the pile of soft warm sheets and blankets, they fell asleep with Ashley's head on Dusty's chest, each as content as they had ever been.

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A month later . . .

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"You know you're always welcome to change your mind," Eliza said, watching Ashley put a few belongings into a backpack and then zipping it shut. "You're a good person to have around."

Ashley grinned. "Who knows," she acknowledge with a shrug. "Maybe someday I'll be ready. But for now, there's just so much out there that I don't get and that I've seen but never felt. I really need this."

Ashley, with some encouragement from Dusty, had decided to go on walkabout. While even a moment's separation made her a bit morose, Dusty had realized that Ashley needed to finish becoming a whole person with her own experiences. And since Dusty was beginning to start the next semester back at the academy, they agreed that this would be the best time. That and Ashley promised to visit very, very often.

"I know," Eliza said, sitting on the sofa in Ashley's soon-to-be-former room with her wife's head in her lap Both women were enormously happy with the recent turn of events in their relationship, and both realized they owed it in some small part to Ashley. "Just so that you know the offer is open."

No one was worried about Ashley's health. Chimera was in full retreat, the Purity was pretty much done and Ashley had shown she could take care of herself. She had easily passed her high school competency exam, making her an official graduate of the public schools. Well, Ashley Romero (Ashley's new name) had become a graduate anyway. She had MORE than enough money to go anywhere and do anything she had her heart set to do. And with her trusty dog at her side, she was ready to go see some of what she had barely noticed for more than forty years.

Dusty was sitting on the bed, her heart a little heavy but her thoughts light. She would see Ashley in a few weeks . . . the blonde had promised to come by shortly after student orientation. Dusty's suitemates had specifically requested to be with her so they could hear all about her latest adventures, and they all wanted to meet the "new and improved Ash."

"Are you sure you've got enough food for Mr. Fuzzy Butt?" she asked.

Ashley grinned. Dusty had been in the early stages of withdrawal all day. "He has more food than I do."

"Do you need more food?" Dusty replied worriedly. "I could – "

Ashley placed her head against her girlfriend's, stared at her and then kissed her long and deep. "I will see you soon," she promised with all her heart. "This was your idea, remember? I'll communicate every day. I promise." As much as Ashley wanted to get out and see both worlds, she had accepted that if it started to hurt her relationship with Dusty, she would come back in a heartbeat.

Dusty smiled. Ashley was coming into her own again. "You'd better," she replied. "Now get your cute butt out of here before I make a scene."

While she knew she would miss her lover with every step, Ashley threw her back over her shoulder and took Mr. Fuzzy Butt's leash and made her way out of the compound. Every member of Hybrid Security stopped to say goodbye, and she noticed that Dusty was standing next to the gate, still smiling.

'It's an amazing thing,' Ashley though regarding her situation as she headed towards the train station. Not long ago, she had been more than willing to die. Now, she was off to find the life that she had lost and the life she had fought so hard to win. She didn't know where she was going, but knew exactly where she'd wind up. And as the coastal breeze teased her lengthening hair, thoughts of a tanned and buxom beauty who she knew would be waiting for her entertained Ashley's fancy as she made her way down the road.

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The End . . .