Ashley refused to allow Kyla to cut her hair, but I knew of a way to make it easy on all of us. After helping Kyla dispose of the "lunch" she'd prepared, Ashley and I headed up the stairs. I had her sit between my legs whilst I sat on the bed…with the scissors. The patch that the Doctor had to remove was rather large but it had already started to grow back. I started by cutting the sides o her hair to match the length of the patch. I didn't know if she'd like a Mohawk so I just cut it all down in a boyish fashion. When I moved to spike the top, she began kissing the inside of my thighs through my pants. I ruffled my fingers through the top of her hair and she suddenly grabbed my wrist and brought it down to her lips . She turned as I slid down to sit in her lap.

"Don't you want to see how it looks?" I whispered.

'"I trust you" was all she said before she kissed me sweetly on the lips. We still had to be mindful of her ribs so we took it slow. She unzipped my pants with one hand while caressing my face with the other. We'd never gone all the way, shirts came off of course, but never had anything went below the waist. She kissed down the side of my face and on to my neck. Her hand fell lazily from my cheek to my chest, where she began to manipulate my nipple through my blouse. It was as if a fire was building slowly within me and I wasn't able to control the depth of its flames. I felt her in my heart, on lips, in my head and suddenly…between my legs . With each stroke of her finger, the fire roared growing wilder still. Finally a sharp pain rose from between my thighs but I had not even a moment to mourn over it because pure ecstasy moved to take its place. I was in heaven but I burned like I was in hell. I wanted to shout, I wanted to cry and oh the heat inside of me! And then…peace, nothing but the sound of our hallowed breaths.

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We never made it to dinner that night. Kyla left us to our peace as if she knew what we were up to. I woke up the next day around noon with Ashley sound asleep on my stomach. I blushed at th sight of my own nakedness and Ashley's too. Sure, we'd known each other for the greater part of our lives but I felt in seeing her naked, I learned new things. I stared in wonderment at he.

" 'Mornin"

"Good morning"

She stretched and moved to sit behind me. We adjusted ourselves so that I was sitting between her legs with my head resting comfortably on her shoulder.

"How did you sleep"

"Fine….great actually"

"Does that mean that you're fine with …"

I reached back to cover her mouth with my hand.

" Spencer it's okay", she laughed" we're the only ones in the room"

"Yea….I'm fine, I mean it was amazing. I mean…it was great …just …wow Ash. Wow."

"Thank you for the compliment, now I don't know about you but I'm mighty hungry. Can't really ask Kyla to coo…"

"Spencer Carlin you get your as…. Sweet Jesus in heaven. Paula!!! Paula she done turnt on us…my God she done turnt."

Ashley and I scrambled trying to cover ourselves. My grandmother stood in the door way just staring and was soon joined by my mother. It was a disaster. My grandmother couldn't hardly pray for swearing, or curse us out properly for praying. My mother just cried and cried.

"Oh help me Father, I'm about to ruin my Sunday shoes, breaking my foot off in this girl's ass. Jesus knows I hate the violence but I swear fo' God I'm gonna kill this here child. Oh Lord hold me back!!"

"Nana Carlin, Spencer and I ,well we was just messing around"

"I got eyes gal I can see what yall was doin. Jesus Paula shut up with all that damn crying , my nerves are already shot."

"Nana let me explain"

"Shut it up girl! "

" What's going on in here?" Kyla asked.

"Who in the George H. Dubya are you? Doesn't matter, I know this much….your momma and me goin' to church. You get your backwards ass in that tub over yonder and try to scrub some of that humpty-dumpty off of yourself then you come on to church. Lord knows you need forgivin'. I'll deal with your mess after you done sat and heard what your Father in heaven has to say, you better pray lightening don't strike you down 'fore then."

My grandmother stormed out of the room with a series of other not-so pleasant words. My mother just stared at us, crying, before my grandmother called for her to leave as well. I was outright flabbergasted and Ashley just looked pissed off. I felt myself about to crumble. Ashley let me cry on her shoulder.

"Well um Spencer I think you might wanna get on ready now so me and Ash can take you to church like your grandmother said."

'Ky, can you give us a minute?"

'Ashley you heard what her…"

"Please?"

"Take all the time you need"