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The Reeducation of Jocelyn Possible
1: Hard News Over Breakfast
The apartment was cloaked in shadows, hugged by the night like a gentle lover. Everything was still… well, almost everything. The apartment was not the only one being held by a gentle lover.
“Oh, god!”
Passion-fueled, earth-shattering moans followed what could have been mistaken for a prayer… or someone enjoying taking the Lord’s name in vain. The words bounced off the walls, but missed the ears of the source each time they returned. The mouth that spoke those words would have been surprised the words flowed from it. Was the brain capable of instruction with such a delicious distraction? Apparently so.
“Oh, god!”
Blond locks spilled over a pink-covered pillow as the owner thrashed about wildly as more loud “prayers” erupted from a wide, open mouth. Tears gathered and fell from eyes that were seared shut from the fiery pleasure burning through lively veins thanks to receptive nerves. The tears mixed with the thin glow of sweat coating the writhing, pale body, making the squirming form’s joy known in every possible way.
“Oh, god!”
Small hands slammed against the headboard of the large bed and then shot back downward, entangling themselves in an unruly mop of ebony hair that was going in every direction, upsetting gravity with its disobedience. Feeling the pressure, the response to the hands losing themselves in onyx locks, a sand-colored hand crept upward from underneath pink covers. The tanned appendage trailed a hot path from the creamy abdomen to a bouncing breast. Strong fingers stilled the excited mound and entertained the soft hill with deep, tender kneading.
“Oh, god!”
As more “prayers” flowed, the devout follower felt more and more like the worshipped. The warm, knowing worshipper who turned her inside out with the simplest of movements had to be divine. She was convinced of that. Only a goddess could do something so perfectly, so absolute.
“Oh, god!”
Nectar, the libation, was taken in with fervor as it flowed from the goddess. The worshipper wanted nothing more than to drink the sweet wine forever, to hear those ardent screams forever, and to feel the fair body writhe due to her for all eternity. Alas, that was not meant to be. The clenching around her, like heaven beckoning her, told her that nothing lasted forever. But, things could be prolonged.
“Oh, god!”
The “prayers” were the same, but the motion of the worship changed. The pace sped up, mouth murmuring, beseeching for glory, and forgiveness. Hands pressed, begging for peace, and amnesty. A final “prayer” was offered, undoubtedly loud enough to touch the heavens as paradise was achieved, and salvation should have been attained. Movement ceased as the session was winding down. Glory and peace were reached, but forgiveness, amnesty, and salvation still seemed like a dream.
“Baby, you are a love goddess,” Trin muttered as she continued to try to catch her breath. Mellow did not begin to cover how she felt. It was like her body was wrapped in warmth and love.
There was no verbal response, but Tatsu tried to bury herself deeper in flushed skin, cuddling into burning, tingling flesh. Trin giggled a little because of her lover impersonating a mole and it tickled her sensitive skin. She reached down, wanting to bring Tatsu to her level, wanting to feel all of her love. It was no easy task since Trin was not really attempting to do any lifting, not when she could barely feel her arms beyond delight, and Tatsu did not seem very interested in moving.
“Baby, I can’t return the favor if you stay down there,” the blond pointed out with a pout on her face. She looked forward to returning the favor.
Tatsu, again, did not respond verbally. She wrapped her arms around Trin’s waist and buried herself as deep as she could in the warmth of the body beneath her. Her hands took up residency on the cushion of Trin’s ass and she held on for dear life, like she was scared if she did not Trin would disappear.
“Baby—” Trin did not get to go further than the term of endearment.
“Sleep…” Tatsu muttered with a little yawn. She was quite content where she was as she leaned against wonderfully hot flesh and planned to doze off right there. Best pillow in the world.
Trin watched as her lover drifted off to sleep, head resting on Trin’s pale thigh. Trin smiled softly at the sight, but a sigh escaped her lips as her shoulders slumped. Reaching down, she caressed the top of Tatsu’s head and then fought down a burning in her chest. It’s fine. This is fine. She made sure Tatsu was covered as best she could be with the sheet on the bed while she supposed she lucky it was such a warm night since she was going to be sleeping bare to the room.
“Why won’t you let me touch you anymore, baby?” Trin asked in a low, sorrowful voice. She blinked back a sting in her eyes.
The hot air that still smelled of her passion offered her no answer. Tatsu’s light breathing was not of much assistance on the matter either. The slither of moonlight sneaking in through the curtained window nothing to say on the matter, but cast an eerie glow across her pale chest.
“I just want to show you how much I love you, too,” she whispered and she swallowed down a lump in her throat.
Trin could not recall the last time she had been able to bring her love to climax and it hurt her places she did not even know existed until recently. It made it impossible to enjoy any afterglow, even when Tatsu cuddled against her. The press of the mechanic’s body was a physical reminder of what was now denied to her. The feel of warm skin and light breathing made her want to weep.
“Why are you doing this to me, baby?” Trin wiped the sting from her eyes. While there were no tears, she felt at such a loss.
Their encounters lately consisted of Tatsu making love to her and then falling sleep as soon as she possibly could without making their time together awkward, which was quite off-putting and awkward. There was little interaction between them. No light kisses or caresses. There was no conversation, no pillow talk. Nothing beyond Trin having an orgasm and then it was like Tatsu shut off, like Trin’s climax was a switch.
Trin was not sure what to make of such behavior, but it troubled her. Troubled her enough to leave her mind turning it over, pondering it almost every night. She came up with strange theories as often as possible. Sometimes, every hour, she had a new reason, but not the truth. I’d think if she doesn’t find me attractive anymore, she’d stop touching me rather than stop me from touching her. Wait, she hasn’t stopped me. It’s not like she’s ordered me not to touch her.
No, true, Tatsu had not said anything in words, but as always, her body and her actions told most of the story. The mechanic hardly ever looked her in the eye anymore, especially when they were intimate. Tatsu kept her eyes on her task, which usually involved a body part of Trin that was well below her head. It would be impossible to believe Tatsu was not attracted to her from the attention she gave Trin’s body, but there was something to be said that Tatsu would not look at her.
Why wouldn’t she want to connect with me during this moment? It was called intimacy for a reason. They lacked that now and Trin could not understand why. She tried.
Whenever Trin initiated an intimate moment, no matter where or when, Tatsu somehow — and quite rapidly — turned things around, so she was in charge and she touched Trin. Tatsu made sure to keep the blond unhinged enough for Trin to keep her hands to herself beyond pulling Tatsu to her for more. Sometimes, the shorter woman went as far as pinning Trin’s hands above her head. At first, Trin thought this was just Tatsu trying out some old kinks, back from when they first met, which was something Trin would have been fine with. But, after it happened frequently, she knew something was wrong. She just could not figure out what was wrong.
The baggage of being with me might actually be getting to her. Is she hinting that she wants out? She doesn’t want me touching her anymore. But, if she wants out, why did she agree to come live with me for the summer? In fact, it had been Tatsu’s idea! Maybe Tatsu now considers it a bad idea.
-*-(Flashback)-*-
“Baby, you know you didn’t have to come all of this way to help the idiot-wonder pack,” Trin told Tatsu as the mechanic entered the apartment.
Tatsu shrugged, knowing she did not have to come, but she wanted to help get Shin out of the place as quickly as possible. The sooner he was gone, the sooner she and Trin would have the place to themselves. She could hardly imagine how that would be, but she could not wait to find out.
“I heard that!” Shin shouted from his room. They could hear him moving back and forth in the area. With luck, he was doing what he was supposed to be doing and not wasting more time.
“And I’m supposed to care?” Trin called to him while rolling her eyes.
“Shut the hell up and help me pack, shrew!”
Trin rolled her eyes again and motioned for Tatsu to go first. Tatsu sighed and shook her head, steeling herself to enter the wasteland that was known as Shin’s room. Trin smiled at her.
“I cleaned it before you came over,” Trin promised.
The mechanic exhaled thankfully and then marched into Shin’s room. It was surprisingly clean, enough to make her pause and blink hard as she took everything in. She doubted she had ever seen so much of his furniture and was shocked to find out the floor was carpeted with a dark blue rug. Somehow, Trin had even managed to get rid of the smell. Shin’s room always reeked of mild smoke, which was weird for a guy who did not smoke anything, rotting food, and stale sweat. Now, it smelled like orange blossoms.
Shin was already wrecking the room like the force of nature he was as he ripped through his closet and all of the drawers in his dresser. Suitcases lay open and waiting on his bed, but appeared to already be coughing up clothing. Blue eyes rolled when they noticed the suitcases and a sigh echoed through the room.
Trin pinched the bridge of her nose. Tatsu’s brow furrowed as she tried to figure out what the hell Shin was trying to accomplish. She glanced at Trin, figuring she could always solve the puzzle that was Shin.
“Help him pick out clothing that’s practical for hot weather while I fold this stuff,” Trin requested as she started straightening out his luggage. She folded her arms across her chest, fed up with Shin already. How hard was it to keep a room clean for twenty minutes?
“Warm like Florida?” Tatsu asked quietly while turning to the closet. She could not for the life of her remember where the hell Shin was spending his summer this year. It might have had something to do with the fact that she really did not care. She just wanted him out of the apartment and her blond bombshell all to herself.
“Warm like Texas. He’s going to be in New Mexico for the summer,” Trin reminded her love.
“Oh. Are you sure Booker will be able to stand him all summer?” Tatsu asked, quite seriously. She hoped Booker did not send the crazy half-Japanese man back before she got all of her time in with Trin. In truth, she could not figure out how anyone could stand Shin for that long. She could not understand what Booker liked about Shin enough not just to date him, but to want Shin to meet his family. But, who was she to judge?
“It’s not Booker I’m worried about. Can you imagine how Booker’s mother is going to react to sharing a space with this one all summer?” Trin motioned to her friend, who was tearing through a drawer, spewing freshly washed t-shirts all over the place. Trin’s lip curled in fury, but her mouth did not voice her feelings. Why do I bother to do his laundry? Well, because she knew he would not, purposely being lazy and getting on her nerves, and she did not want to deal with that smell.
“Hey, I’m damned fine company!” Shin declared and then it looked like he had an epiphany… or a stomachache. It was hard to tell with him. “I need my bathroom stuff!” He rushed out of the room to get his other travel supplies.
“Hard to believe he has to leave in less than two hours,” Trin said, shaking her head.
Tatsu looked around. “He thought you’d pack for him, didn’t he?”
“Yes, he did, even though I told him I wouldn’t. He has to grow up at some point.”
“Or so we hope,” Tatsu muttered under her breath. He was still sort of getting his way, as Trin folded whatever he picked out and Tatsu scanned his things for items he might be able to take to New Mexico. She really did not want to help, but would since her girlfriend asked. She would rather be doing a list of other things, but picked a couple of shirts and considered herself done. She would rather think about her summer than Shin’s.
“If he got any more unorganized, he would come full circle and end up anal, which he’d love,” Trin remarked and she did not bother to apologize for the pun. Tatsu missed it anyway because she had other things on her mind involving Shin’s departure for the summer.
“Um…” Tatsu inched closer to her lover. “…Um…what’re you gonna do while he’s gone?” she asked shyly, glancing at her girlfriend and then at the floor. Was it too much to hope she was part of said plans? Probably not, but she considered her idea might be too much.
Trin did not seem to think the question was so odd and continued folding clothes. “Me? I’m going to actually keep the apartment clean for three months and I do have classes to keep me busy. I’m also going to try to help Kim adjust to taking summer classes, not that I think she’ll need much help.”
“Oh.” Tatsu sounded dejected, eyes remaining on the floor now, searching for something, but she was not sure what. “Yeah, you’d have your clone around and Shego…” Trin had people around her and stuff to do. She did not need Tatsu pushing into her plans. Does she really need me point blank?
“Baby, is something wrong?” Trin asked as she glanced up to see her girlfriend eyeing the floor with a hard look of concentration in her ice-blue eyes.
Tatsu took a deep breath and decided to press forward. She was pretty sure Trin liked having her around and she wanted a chance to prove herself to her lover. “I was just thinking you might get lonely here. I mean, three months by yourself is a long time…” Tatsu paused to push around an imaginary rock with her foot. She looked like such a bashful little girl that her lover could not help smiling. She took another breath and then continued. “…Um… Maybe I could… you know… stay with you… to make sure you don’t get lonely.”
“Baby, I’d love for you to live here for the summer!” Trin threw her arms around her lover and placed a fiery kiss on Tatsu’s mouth. Trin was certain it would be amazing for them to live together, even if it was just for the summer. They would get a chance to be a real couple, sharing a space, and seeing how they would interact with each other if they could see each other everyday. They melted together like always and before Tatsu could pull away, Shin burst in.
“Dude, not in my room! This is my sanctuary!” Shin cried as if he was completely and utterly disgusted. He threw his hands up, dropped his toothbrush, and waved around very close to them, trying to get them to move apart. It did not work.
-*-(End Flashback)-*-
Trin sighed and rubbed her forehead as she looked down at her sleeping girlfriend. Why would she want to live with me over the summer if she’s getting bored with me? Well, maybe it’s the living together thing that’s bothering her. She’s not used to seeing me every second of everyday. I’m not very entertaining either. Most people would probably consider her downright dull when she was left to her own devices.
Hell, Trin’s favorite pastime when she could just relax was reading. She curled up on the couch with a book and took notes as she read. The notes were for experiments she may or may not do. Without Shin around, she was very likely to do any experiments at school rather than home, as he was not there to get her kicked out of the vastly superior lab at school. Most people would find that boring, right?
Tatsu had been living with her for couple of weeks and Trin was certain she had not changed her habits to include her lover. She went about living with Tatsu how she lived with Shin, or so she thought anyway. She cooked breakfast in the morning, left for class, came home, curled up on the sofa with tea and a book, did homework, and then went to bed. It was routine. It’s wrong.
Tatsu was not her roommate. Tatsu was not her best friend. Tatsu was the love of her life. Living together should be different and Trin was certain she was the one ruining it. She had not adjusted properly.
Baby, I’ll make this up to you. I won’t give you up without a fight. Even though she made the vow in her head, Trin felt it was the most important promise she could made to Tatsu. She would make it a point to pay more attention to her lover, to show she was pleased with the mechanic’s presence, and to act more like a live-in girlfriend with Tatsu than whatever it was she was doing.
But, how do I act like a live-in girlfriend? For once in her life, Trin did not have the answers. Well, maybe not once. She was often at a loss when it came to personal issues. She would figure it out, though. She refused to lose Tatsu, especially to her own incompetence.
“I need to come up with a plan. A proper plan,” Trin muttered to the air. The idea of making a plan kept her comfortable and relaxed. She knew how to plan and if she could plan, she could get things done.
Trin drifted to sleep thanks to the exhaustion of Tatsu’s earlier efforts and the solace of knowing she could strategize and fix this, fix them. In the morning, she woke up first as always. They had a routine. Tatsu would not rise until she smelled breakfast. Trin suspected Tatsu went right back to sleep after breakfast now. Trin left for class right after breakfast when she had school and Tatsu was not used to rising in the morning when she was back in Middleton. Those were their mornings together and that had to change. There needed to be more interaction. Maybe she should call or text Tatsu throughout the day to find out what her girlfriend did with her time. That’s now part of my plan.
The blond put her glasses on before anything else and then made sure to turn the alarm off of her clock. She usually woke up before the thing went off, but always set it just in case. She looked down at her resting girlfriend to see Tatsu was knocked out in the same position she had fallen asleep last night.
Trin had a lot of practice extracting herself from a sleeping Tatsu, so she was able to slide out of bed without waking her love. She grabbed some clothes and made her way to the bathroom for her morning shower. She turned on the water, undressed, and then spent a long time looking at herself in the full-body mirror that hung on the wall in the bathroom. She sighed and ran her hand through her hair.
“Same old me… mostly,” Trin said to the air as her hands trailed to the most recent additions to her body, things that had been absent when she and Tatsu first started dating.
The first things her fingers traveled to were her gun shot wounds. The evidence she was not invincible, immortal, or terribly lucky, even though she lived through it. To her, being shot in the first place proved all of those facts. It was still jarring to realize her own mortality. Two small holes of wrinkled, rough skin marred what she used to think was her perfect physique.
Then there was her latest misadventure that happened a little over a month ago when she had gotten reacquainted with the man who helped create her. He had teamed up with Shego’s favorite former employer and brought havoc into her life, Shin’s life, everyone’s lives. Nothing was broken beyond repair at the time… nothing bodily, anyway. Minds were another matter.
There were still some scratches and marks dotting her body, though. It only made sense. There was no way to walk away from a fight against Doctor Director while there were lasers going off all around her and remain unscathed. She was not sure if they would ever go completely away, much like the mental scars. At least her nose had healed well.
The one thing about me that could’ve truly been perfect, gone. I’m marred by the reminders of how crazy my life or being around me can be. Why would she want to stay with me? I’m broken, shattered, so why? Trin shook her head. Just once, she wished the damned air had an answer or two to help repair her life.
She let it go as steam clouded the mirror and went about her usual morning, hopping into the shower. She brushed her teeth, combed out her hair, and got dressed in comfortable pink pants with a yellow button-down shirt. She applied some light makeup before exiting the bathroom.
She was not surprised when she went into the dining room, Shego sat at the table, reading the paper, like she was at a café waiting for her meal to arrive. Kim was at the table, too, cramming her English homework by reading a short story and trying to write what she believed the underlying message of the story was at the same time. By the look on the redhead’s face, it was pretty clear she had no damn clue what the story was about.
Trin sighed. And she thought with Shin gone, there would be less stress in her life. What the hell made me think that, I don’t know.
“Shego, what the hell?” Trin said, motioning to her little sister with a short sweep of her hand.
“What?” Shego grunted, knowing what the graduate student’s problem was immediately. “Don’t try to blame that shit on me. Kimmie decided to go play hero last night and you know there’s no talking her out of saving the world. I went to bed thoroughly unsatisfied, I’ll have you know.”
“I’ll add that to things I didn’t need to know. Why didn’t you at least go with her?” Trin inquired.
Shego threw her hands up. “She assured me it’d be easy and she’d be home in no time. I know now there’s at least one lie in there.”
“Mini-me,” Trin scolded the redhead in a sharp, even tone.
Kim did not bother to look up, but shook her head. “I know, I know! But, it was an emergency and I didn’t think a little short story would be so hard to interpret!” Kim replied. She took a moment to bang her head lightly against the table. A dull thud echoed through the room.
Trin sighed again, knowing it would not help to reprimand her little sister anymore. Kim would take this lesson and learn from it, as that was what she did. Plus, it was not like Kim would settle for anything less than an A in any subject.
Trin went to start breakfast. The apartment was quiet for almost a half-hour. Trin served everyone when breakfast was done, giving Kim a plate of pancakes and a separate plate for her scrambled eggs, as Kim hated getting syrup on her eggs. Tatsu’s plate had six pancakes with eggs going all the way around the short stack; everything was covered in a generous amount of syrup. Shego’s plate was similar to Tatsu’s, except there was no syrup; Shego surprisingly hated the stuff. Trin’s plate mirrored her little sister’s since certain foods and condiments were never supposed to touch.
“Sis, don’t forget we have to pick up Joss tomorrow,” Kim said as she cut her pancakes into eight perfect triangles.
“Joss?” Trin echoed and it was clear from the look on her face she had indeed forgotten about their little cousin coming for a visit. How could I forget that? Well, she had her hands full with Tatsu and their relationship. Before that, she was worried about getting Shin out of the apartment for the summer.
“We have to get her tomorrow. Her plane should come in at one. That should give us plenty of time,” Kim reminded her older sister. Plenty of time for them to mentally prepare for Joss staying with them.
“Oh, right. When does that program of hers start again?” Trin inquired. Joss had gotten into a special summer program that allowed her to take college courses for college credits. Of course, the program would have to be held by our university, she thought. The universe had to love irony. They had agreed to take care of Joss when their Uncle Slim found out the program was at their school.
“Monday. Did you get the room ready for her?” the redhead countered. This caught the attention of Tatsu, as she stumbled to the table and threw herself into the chair in front of her plate.
“Room?” the mechanic mumbled, picking up her silverware.
“Trin, you didn’t tell Tatsu that Joss was going to stay here?” Kim asked with her mouth hanging open. This was so unlike her big sister!
“Damn.” Trin removed her glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose. “I had other things on my mind,” she admitted, but she refused to say what those other things were. They mostly involved thoughts of waking up to find her lover gone forever and the fear and pain that spread through her every time she imagined that happening.
“Why’s your cousin staying here? She doesn’t like Trin much,” Tatsu pointed out.
Shego scoffed before she shoved some pancakes in her mouth. That’s an understatement. But, then again, Joss was not fond of any of them.
“Well, Uncle Slim couldn’t afford to put Joss up at the dorms while he’s still having the ranch rebuilt after our little adventure there,” Kim answered. About ten months ago, her uncle’s house and property had been ruined by DNAmy, who was in search of a baby Bigfoot that had taken a strange liking to Tatsu.
“But, why here? Why not you?” Tatsu asked the redhead. She thought Joss liked Kim more than Trin, but then again, that was not saying much considering how the cousins parted with their family in Montana. Either way, Joss staying at the apartment put a damper on her plans of seeing how it was to live with Trin.
“We don’t have the room. Our spare room is a gym and a poor excuse for a study. Joss can’t sleep on our books or heavy bag,” Kim replied.
“Well, she could, but it probably wouldn’t go over well with your uncle,” Shego remarked.
Olive eyes rolled and then focused back on Tatsu. “Trin agreed to let Joss stay here because she knew Shin’s room would be open,” Kim explained. “Sis, I can’t believe you forgot to tell Tatsu all of this.”
Tatsu’s eyes drifted down to her food, even though she was suddenly not as hungry as she had been a moment ago. Her stomach felt like it was now digesting itself as her mind tried to assure her that she had not been left out of the loop on purpose. It looked like her lover truly had forgotten all about these plans she made with her relatives. But, that did not explain why she had not been told about the plans when they had been made sometime ago, enough time for Trin to forget.
“I’ve just had a lot on my mind,” Trin tried to defend herself. She knew it was not a good excuse and if someone offered it to her, she would call “bullshit” right to their face. At the time when she agreed to host Joss, she had not thought Tatsu really needed to know.
“Bullshit,” Shego coughed, earning a glare from the blond.
“Anyway, Trin, don’t think you think you have something to say?” Kim pressed, staring at her older sister and then her eyes went to Tatsu.
Trin sighed and turned to her girlfriend. “Baby, I’m sorry I forgot to tell you about Joss. I agreed to this before I knew you were going to stay here. If you don’t want her here, I have no problem with paying for her to stay at the dorms.” That would probably make all parties involved happy.
But, really, Trin was lying. She had a little problem with it because she knew her uncle wanted Joss to stay with her and Kim. Slim wanted Joss to accept her cousins and also go back to viewing Kim like the hero she was. Slim was actually embarrassed his daughter pushed Kim away just because Kim was gay… well, gay and dating her former nemesis. He also expressed a desire for Joss to get to know Trin.
Trin was flattered her uncle thought so highly of her that her not having a relationship with his daughter bothered him. She had no desire to let him down. But, she also had no desire to lose her lover and things with Tatsu already seemed quite precarious.
“It’s your apartment,” Tatsu mumbled worse than usual since her mouth was now full of pancakes. She needed something to keep her from talking, something that would keep people from saying anything to her.
“Baby, you’re living here. If you don’t want her here, I’ll pay to put her in a dorm,” Trin insisted. Doing what her uncle wanted or upsetting her lover, there really was not a contest, especially not when she thought the relationship was slowly slipping away.
“I don’t mind. She can stay,” Tatsu replied.
Shego was about to say something, but Kim glared at her, which kept the words at bay. Something was wrong, both Kim and Shego could tell. They wondered what it was and decided they were going to try to find out… after breakfast.
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Next time: Joss arrives and brings a storm with her.