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Chapter 2- Failed Sexploration


A lone tear slipped from the corner of Karma's eye as she clutched a mug of Chamomile tea with trembling hands and held it tightly to her chest; the heat emanating from the scorching mug giving her a momentary relief from the emotional pain she felt and delivering a sting of surprisingly comforting yet quickly subsiding physical pain.

She slowly paced the length of her kitchen for what felt like the hundredth time still unable to shake the images of today's mortifying occurrences from her mind.

Everything had been going beautifully until it happened.

And when it happened, everything seemed to go down hill from there.

Amy and Karma giggling and hugging.

Rolling around on Amy's bed in a heated make-out session.

Amy smiling as she kissing her way under the covers.

Karma completely content with what was finally happening.

It happened.

Her world came to a mortifying halt.

Amy coming up from under the covers with a stunned look on her face.

Karma jumping out of bed and running for the door.

Trying to take the steps three at a time to put as much distance between herself and Amy.

The heel of her shoes clipping the stairs sending her flying down.

Landing in a painful thud at the bottom of the flight.

Her dress riding up exposing her naked lower half.

Amy standing at the top of the steps clutching her bedspread to her naked torso.

Bruce and Farah coming out of the kitchen and around the corner.

Lauren and Anthony emerging from the living room.

Everyone seeing her in such a compromising and vulnerable position.

Karma sank down on a stool that decorated the kitchen island and dropped her head into her hands.

Although the Cooper/Raudenfeld clan saw her exposed and vulnerable, it still didn't match the embarrassing event with Amy beforehand.

That alone was threatening to kill her from embarrassment in a tortuously slow way.

Karma was so caught up with the rerun of today she hadn't heard her mother sneaking into the kitchen and grabbing a seat in front of her. It wasn't until the soothing coo escaped from her mother's lips causing her to jump in fright did Karma acknowledge her mother's presence.

"Pumpkin, what's going on? I thought you were sleeping over at Amy's?" Molly questioned clearly aware and worried about her daughter's emotional state.

Molly hated seeing her baby cry and she knew something huge must have happened in order for Karma to be here on a Friday night rather than wrapped in the arms of her best friend/girlfriend/lover.

"Oh mom, I'm never going back to that house again." Karma muttered through trembling lips while crossing her arms on the wooden counter top; laying her head softly on her neatly folded arms.

"What happened, Karma? Did you and Amy fight again?" Molly grabbed Karma's tea and took a sip instantly regretting the action when she realized how drowned with sugar it was.

Molly knew Karma had an act for dramatics, but the fact she kept her head down and avoided the question all together made her curious as to what exactly happened in the Cooper/Raudenfeld home.

"Karma, sweetie, talk to me." Molly pushed hoping her worrying would be deemed motherly and not intrusive. She cared about her children and she allowed them all the freedom of the world, but it was moments like this where she knew her motherly duties consisted of poking for information.

A few minutes went by with the Ashcroft women sitting in silence only with the occasional sniffling from Karma breaking such loud nothing.

But patience is a virtue Molly possessed and one that Karma wish she didn't. She knew there was no way out of this except by talking.

Karma lifted her head and stared into the eyes of her worried mother. With a sigh, she decided to vent to the only person she had, now that she was sure she couldn't move past what happened with Amy, which meant their relationship and friendship would meet it's eminent demise. "Mom, have you ever done something so embarrassing that you feel you can't ever look the person you love in the face again?"

Molly mulled it over in her mind and decided to share a funny story in order to perk her daughter up. "There was this one time where I tried to cook your father his favorite vegan meal and nearly burned the house down."

Karma knew she didn't get it and dropped her head in exasperation.

It was pointless.

No one had ever endured the humiliation she did and went on to speak about it.

Seeing Karma's broken state, Molly realized she had to go deeper with the embarrassing tales if she hoped to make her daughter feel better about her own blunders.

"Well, there was this one time, I tried to give your father a lap dance wearing an old Native American headdress..."

Karma put her hands up in order to get her mother to stop which stalled her for a minute.

She didn't want to think of her parents as sexual beings.

She was perfectly content on believing she had been dropped off at their front steps by a stork or some other large bird.

"Mom, please."

Molly smiled and reached over the counter top and laid a supportive hand on Karma's. Her psychic abilities were telling her it was something rather sexual that happened between the two lovers that lead to such mortification. Molly knew just what to say to put the rest the doubts and confusion floating around in Karma's head. "Oh, honey, we all have our embarrassing moments. It's a part of life. Sometimes you can instantly laugh about it and other times, it takes a while before the sting of it goes away. The thing is, I see how Amy is with you. As embarrassing as it might feel, whatever happened, but do you think she's going to stop loving you for a minor mishap?"

While resting her chin on her arms, Karma craned her head in her mother's direction fully acknowledging the wise words her mother spoke. "It was bad, Mom, but you do have a point. Amy loves me. She'll probably forgive me."

"Of course she will, honey. After all, I bet you're making a bigger deal of it than it really is. I mean, it's not like Farah walked in on you two sharing in the joys of each others' bodies." Molly smiled giving her daughter a supportive wink.

Karma smiled and shook her head. "No, it wasn't anything like that," Karma reassured her.

"Then you have nothing to worry about, pumpkin. Even if she did catch you two making the beautiful music of the soul, it wouldn't have been such a bad thing. There are far worse things than that."

Karma smirked at her mother as curiosity filled her mind. Her mother was doing a great job at cheering her up and a list of horrible things which didn't name it would really help her face Amy again. "Really? Like what?"

"Well, let's see," Molly placed her hand under her chin and gazed at the ceiling for the answers she needed. "Oh, forgetting the safe word. That's a tricky one to explain to the cops."

Karma laughed at her mother's suggestion and waited to hear more.

"Having the family pet accidentally join you and sort of liking it." Molly chuckled letting her mind drift her away to activities she swore never to share. She was feeling the buzz from the pot brownie she had ingested and the trip down memory lane was a pleasant one.

The weight of humiliation lifted off of Karma's shoulders as she listened tentatively to her mother's wise words.

Now all she felt was foolish.

Foolish she let something so insignificant ruin her girl's weekend with Amy.

Foolish for running away from the girl she loved.

Foolish for falling and showing everyone her lovely Karma parts.

Karma watched as her mother smiled and smirked deep in thought and dropped her hand dramatically loud on the table to gain her attention again.

"I'm sorry, honey. My mind just started wandering away. What was I say?"

"You were talking about embarrassing intimate moments.." Karma egged her mother on with the motioning of her hand for her to continue.

"Ah yes, well, those are just a few, dear. You don't have to worry. It'll all pass." Molly grabbed Karma's tea and blew the top of the beverage preparing to take another sip.

Karma sat back into her chair completely relieved.

It was all nothing.

Molly brought the mug closer to her mouth, but wanted to wrap her pep talk up. "There are far worse fates. It's not like you farted while Amy went down on you," she chucked as she took a sip. "That would be the ultimate deal breaker."

Karma smile fell as the color drained instantly from her face turning her as white as a sheet of paper.

Molly as shook her head in disgust as she forgot about the sugary tea. She had to admit she needed to lay off the pot brownies.

"Honey, you should really lay off the sugar. It's no good for you." Molly patted her stomach with a smile. "Gives you gas."

And that was all it took to send Karma colliding back down to reality.

Tears flooded Karma's eyes as she let out a heart shattering wail that sounded more like a wolf in mourning than anything else. She slapped her head onto her arms and sobbed inconsolably. Her world crumbled around her again.

Looking at her daughter's quick change in demeanor, Molly knew she had just put her foot in her mouth. "Oh, honey. I'm sorry." Trying to backtrack and deliver words of comfort to her wounded daughter, Molly said the first thing she could think of, "Don't worry. You drank Jasmine tea this morning. I bet your gas smelled like flowers."

The soul burning sobs that followed were enough to assure Molly that she really should lay off the pot brownies.