Swim Away to Freedom
But anywho. So, after the end of junior year, we moved in together. At first, that summer, things were great once again, like they hadn't been since our fight over my make-up. We lived together, loved together, and frolicked together. It was so beautiful! Sometimes I wish I could go back to that time ... Sometimes ... But those days are gone now. They can never be again! Perhaps I should explain. That summer began really well. We hung out almost every day, and we skinny dipped a whole lot (and she took this very revealing picture of me, too!). Things were great, and lovely. Daphne and I were so in love ... it was beautiful. But then ... well ... then things began to change. Suddenly, near the end of the summer, just before we had to go back to school to finish our senior year, we began to fight again. Not just nasty, catty little fights like before. Knockdown dragout catfights! It was awful, and bloody. I hated every minute of our relationship then. But I sitll loved her .... and I knew that she still loved me, too. But what could we do? We were at each other's throats all the time. It was awful. I cried so much, all the laughter was gone. The love had turned painful, and sad. It was no longer really love ... it was too people staying in a relationship because neither of us could bear to leave the relationship, in a healthy manner, and be with other people, or by ourselves. I cried myself to sleep every night. Things were so dark. The entirety of senior year, we lived together, and we slept together, but ... things were never the same as they had been, back when everything was lovely and beautiful. When we had been in love. Sigh. But that was so long ago. Anyway, senior year was a total HELL!! Even more than the rest of our relationship. But after senior year ... that's when all the action began to REALLY heat up!!
Government Employment Options
Ok, now we're out in the REAL world!! Well ... not totally. After graduation, we both got jobs with the government (different departments, tho, which is good). Neither of us really had that much money to get a nice place to live, and we didn't want to live with my sister and her kids (that would be AWFUL to have my neice or nephew walk in on us while we were doing stuff!!), so we ended up calling a friend of Daphne's who I had met briefly but at the time wasn't really good friends with, Lorelai. Now, Lorelai is a MAJOR dyke! I mean, that gurl is the DYKE QUEEN, so obviously she and Daphne had ... been together before. I'll admit, when Daphne suggested we move in with her (Lorelai's place has 2 bedrooms, and Daphne and I would share a bedroom), I kinda freaked. I was swamped with jealousy. Even if Daphne and I were going to share a room ... it would be so easy for her to sneak into Lorelai's room in the middle of the night (or while I was at work!) and for them to have hot lesbian sex together. But Daphne assured me that she and Lorelai had been over for a long time, and were just friends now ... so I said ok. And things went really, really well! Lorelai became one of my best friends (which she still is today, although she's still a traitor who goes running to Daphne about anything I have to say!) and the arrangement worked out perfectly. Anyway, that summer, we both had a lot of government work, but this was before 9/11, so it wasn't overwhelming, and most of it could be done from a laptop so, naturally ... we set off, on a journey. A Journey to Remember.
A Journey to Remember
Why was it a memorable journey? For many reasons. Although I had dyed my hair black after graduation, I bleached it just a month or two later, during the journey. Heh. How impractical of me, as Carol would have said. Or should I rather say, Clairol? HAHAHA!! I love calling her that, mostly because she hates it so much. Heh. How funny. Anywho. So this was a journey to remember. The point of the journey was to bring us closer together, just me, Daphne, the open road, and our bikinis. We had a LOT of great thymes on that journey. It totally rekindled the passion in our relationship. Honestly, for most of senior year, the sex had totally sucked. It was more of a duty, a kind of "I'm with this chick so I have to do her" kind of mentality that gripped us both. So we went through the motions, but the feeling, the emotions were gone, and we were left empty, empty, empty ...
But with the commencement of our journey, things began to heat up. We made love on the beach, in the ocean, beside/in trees, in the bushes, in the rain, or in public statues, in the car (both front seats and the back, and even once we were unloading the trunk and we looked at each other and hopped in, leaving it open for all the world to sea!); basically, anywhere they we COULD do it, we DID!! It was fantastic. It was, I have to say, the best sex we ever had. It was so good ... I think I can honestly say, that journey is the reason we stayed together for so long afterwards, the better part of a year, even though there was so much turmoil. But anywho. Back to the journey. Wow, it was such a great journey. We traveled all over the country, from coast to coast and back, then back again. For two months. On the road. It was grrrrrreat!! But then we got back ... at the very end of August. And then, the unthinkable happened.
Coming Soon:The Final Chapters of the Cynthia-Daphne Saga
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