Kim and Shego looked at each other. What was that all about?
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"Cool!" Cin said appreciatively as Bonnie and her stood with the crowd around ReallyBig Corp.'s latest prototype piece of mining equipment. Cin liked hardware, and that was some hardware!
Sixty feet long, twenty-five feet wide, a solid steel cylinder – with what looked like truly massive and sharp teeth in the front. It was the company's latest tunneler – able to dig, seal, and prepare for final paving an entire automotive-traffic lane in one pass. Self-contained, self-powered. Add a conveyor-belt to carry away the rubble behind it and you were good to go through granite at the break-neck speed of almost three-quarters of a mile a day. And the best part? You could rent it for a mere 1 million an hour (USD)! Hurry, before they're all gone!
The spokesman's spiel was boring, yes, but the machine itself was an engineering marvel, and Cin fairly drooled looking at it. Like a shark in the ocean, the OPT (One-Pass-Tunneler) was absolutely perfect for it's intended environment, and that made it a thing of beauty.
Bonnie frowned at Cin. Unimpressed with the engineering, and bored with the show, she kept thinking – and finally said, "It looks like a big steel dick. Didn't think you were into that..." she whispered into her girlfriend's ear.
Without removing her eyes from the machine, Cin only answered, "You are such a girl, Bon. I swear... no wonder you're a cheerleader. I can't wait to get a look inside that thing!" she almost squealed, a little too loudly, "Uh, I mean, when they start the tours. I mean." Obviously that wasn't at all what she meant, and she whispered to Bonnie as they turned to leave, "We're coming back here tonight, babe. Tour schmour, I'm gonna get in there and have a real look at it!"
Once they were out of ear-shot of the crowd, heading toward the buffet brunch table, Bonnie took Cin's hand and said, "I kind of thought we were going to be... busy tonight..." She felt in the pocket of her shorts to make sure the precious key to the VIP Cabin was still there.
Cin squeezed her hand and gave Bon a look that rather frightened her, in a good way, "I guess we'll just have to busy ourselves this afternoon, instead. 'Kay with you?"
This afternoon? Bonnie was a little taken aback by the idea. She was still a little nervous – anxious, excited, can't-wait-to-do-it – but nervous nonetheless at the thought of "going all the way" with another girl. She wasn't even too sure exactly what that meant. But, she'd thought she would have all day to get used to the idea, get close to Cin, get comfortable with... everything. And now Cin was saying "this afternoon". Which, technically, started in about three hours.
Cin was so nonchalant about it, though! Like it was no big deal, like she did it all the time. And they'd already talked about it – they were both virgins, more or less. Cin had never been with a boy – she was totally Hard Butch from grade-school on - but had engaged in some serious heavy-petting with other girls (well, an other girl) a few times. Heavy enough to have lost her hymen. Whereas Bonnie had had intercourse with boys (well, a boy) a few times, but never so much as kissed a girl before Cin came along. I guess "going all the way" with a girl is a lot closer to just "petting" than it is with boys. I guess... Bonnie thought. Then she thought of why that might not be so true and blushed under her tan.
To change the subject – sort of – Bonnie checked her wristwatch and said, "Twelve hours to Kigo. I hope they appreciate what we had to go through to set that all up."
"From what I hear, Bon, I doubt it'll even cross their minds" Cin laughed. "Oh LOOK! Chocolate-dipped strawberries! 'Scuze me, I gotta go get my pack so I can load up on those -" she glanced at her perplexed girlfriend and winked, "you know, for later!"
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(later)
"So, uh, you got my present in there?" Bonnie motioned to Cin's backpack.
Cin looked at her slyly, "As a matter of fact, Bon-Bon, I was totally kidding about the velvet handcuffs. But since you showed an interest... my big brother says he'll bring me some next week when he comes home from college. Sorry 'bout that. Hope you didn't have your heart set or anything... I gotcha something else instead." She pulled her pack around and reached inside, fishing out a black chrome-studded dog-collar, with a silver tag on which was engraved a single word in Gothic script: "Cinner".
Bonnie's turned from "What the Hell?" just "What the Hey..." after a moment, and that gradually melted into just "Heyyyy...".
"I get it – 'Cin'-er!" she said, and – since they were out of view of the rest of the party-goers now – threw her arms around the other girl and kissed her hard on the mouth. "Thanks. I love it!"
It took Cin a moment to get her breath back. She'd kissed girls before – she's swapped tongues with girls before... but never... never so spontaneously! Before, she'd done it because it was fun, kind of dirty, maybe a little "wrong" - in a good way – but she'd never been kissed just because the other girl simply wanted to kiss her... It was different. Unlike those other kisses, it left her feeling... feminine. Aware of her femininity, somehow. The others, she now realized, had only made her feel even more like a boy than usual.
Cin had an unconscious Uh-oh feeling. Here they were heading towards the door of the Visitor Cabin, each with stolen keys in their pockets, with the intending to have sex, and NOW she was getting nervous? Because now it was becoming clear that this was not going to be simply a further continuation of what she'd experienced before – it was going to be different... And different is always, always scary.
"So, uhm, what'd ya get me, sweetheart?" Cin asked, wincing inwardly after the 'sweetheart'. She'd never used words like that before. She hadn't intended to this time, either... it just slipped out.
The new phrase hadn't escaped Bonnie's notice, either, but (somewhat to Cin's surprise), she didn't mention it. Actually, it was making her a little melty inside, that 'sweetheart'. She wouldn't mind hearing that more often. She fished for the small box in her purse, "Here."
Cin unwrapped it with some trepidation – it was obviously a ring-box. Just how far did Bonnie think this was going to go? Cin was sixteen – hardly marrying age – not that they'd be allowed to anyway, but Bonnie was giving her a ring? Rings were a big deal. Uh-oh again. Flipping open the box, Cin looked a long time before taking it out. It was... delicate, feminine... no stones or anything, just a simple white-gold (plated) ring with rather pretty filigree scroll-work on it. It was beautiful... but it wasn't exactly "Cin"...
"It's a toe-ring..." Bonnie said, wondering why her girlfriend was so perplexed - like she'd never seen a ring before.
"Oh!" Cin replied. A toe ring! That made a difference! Suddenly, the delicacy and femininity of it seemed to fit – as long as it was on a toe, that is. Yeah. Toe ring! "Cool!" She finally took it out of the box, and looked at the inside of the ring for engraving, but there wasn't any. Cin was actually relieved at that, she was dreading 'All My Love' or some such thing, and was already trying to work out how she should react if she saw it. But no, they weren't up to that point yet. She breathed a quiet sigh of relief and surprised gratitude. Bonnie was really... quite good at this. Now Cin was embarrassed about her gift – it seemed kind of jokey in comparison.
"Thank you, Bonnie" she said simply, in marked contrast to the emotional response she was beginning to feel – welling up from her stomach somewhere, it seemed. "I love it."
But Bonnie had another surprise, "I... uh, got something else, too. Not exactly a present..." She handed Cin a colorful rectangular package. "I... I just couldn't help thinking of you when I saw this..." she stammered as Cin looked at the box.
"Flavored Body Oil?" Cin stared at the bottle. Bonnie had bought... sex stuff? Bonnie? Never-kissed-a-girl-before Bonnie was buying flavored body oil? Her mind did a third Uh-oh, only an order of magnitude stronger, this time.
Meanwhile, Bonnie herself was burning with embarrassment, but then, she'd expected to, when this moment came, so that was okay. Kind of fun, really. "Yeah, well... check which flavor, though."
Cin read the bottle closely. Cinnamon. Of course. Several things about her girlfriend that Cin had kind of wondered about suddenly clicked into place.
"You're really a total perv, aren't ya?" Cin said, grinning.
"Only if you'll give me a chance!" she smiled back, and took out her key.
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The interior of the VIP cabin was significantly more posh than the regular cabins at the company's retreat. Persian rugs on the floor, real paintings on the wall, Tiffany lamps, granite counter-tops in the kitchen... everything was designed to tell the occupants You Are Valuable. It was like a bribe. The truth of the matter was, of course, Your (Business) Is Valuable (To Us). It's how the game is played. The girls checked out every room, but were careful not to turn on any lights. There were three bedrooms in the "cabin", but which of those was the "master bedroom" was pretty obvious.
Because it was huge. The king-sized bed seemed dwarfed by the room itself – there was room enough for three or four more king-sized beds, and there'd still be enough room to move around. One wouldn't even have to more any furniture to get them in there. The décor wasn't exactly to Bonnie's liking – the VIP's were expected to be male, of course – so everything was done in a style that could only be called "Bonanza". Little Joe and Hoss would have felt right at home.
They sat on the bed, bouncing to test it's springiness, and each waited on the other to make the first move. To their mutual surprise, it was Bonnie.
"Hey, lemme put your present on ya! Ya got it?"
Of course she had it. Cin retrieved the ring – back in it's box – from her pack and began untying her black combat boots. "Summer casual" was de rigueur at the Company Picnic, but Cin wouldn't wear skorts for anyone. She was more of a "blue-jeans for every occasion" type of girl. Barefoot, she laid back on the bed to make it easy for Bonnie to slip it on. But horror! It wouldn't quite go! A little lube would fix that, maybe some of that oil – or, no – a little spit... or, no...
Bonnie lifted Cin's right foot up to her face and slipped the next-to-the-big-toe completely into her mouth, sucking a little until she remembered she was supposed to be getting it wet for the ring. It slipped on fine.
Cin's eyes were wide open during this event. Surprised, to say the least. And it felt so... weird! Good, but weird! Real good. But weird. REAL good...
"There. Perfect!" Bonnie giggled and laid back on the bed next to Cin. Cin raised her foot up so she could see, and they both admired the jewelry. And the foot.
"Y'know, Bon... I had no idea you were so... kinky..."
"I told ya, just give me the chance!" Bonnie said, laughing now. Mentally, they both prepared for an afternoon of hot, kinky sex, running over the list of things they wanted to do.
Which was a complete waste of time, because it didn't go that way at all. The flavored oil was never opened. Nothing kinky happened. Instead of what they'd been preparing for – preparing for months for...
They made love. Silently, tenderly, slowly. Uh-oh.
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