I sat on the bedroom floor, trying to focus on my self appointed task and stop thinking about being caught by Kim’s mother like they had in the kitchen. It was embarrassing, but thrilling.
Imagine being thrilled about being caught by the mother of the person you loved.
It was silly, but it was how I felt.
I brushed it away, blushing as I worked on my task, cutting out letters for the identical letters. Both of which were very simply written, mostly to keep me from having to cut too much out.
“I know the truth. Meet me today, 4:00 in the gym.”
I pasted the letters on pages and looked at them, a smile forming on my face as I regarded the notes. Yes, the plan was forming very well….now I just needed to be sure that I was ready to implement it.
“Alright Shego…what are you planning?” Kim spoke as she wrapped her arms around me, her chin on my shoulder. I shivered in delight in the feeling of her touch.
“Just playing a small game of matchmaker for two very shy people who belong together.” I smiled, feeling proud of myself as I looked over the two notes.
“So you found out about Ron and Monique?” Kim’s voice sounded surprised.
I was even more surprised, “I was talking about Tara and Bonnie. But I can try to see what I can do for those two while I’m at it.” Why not? After all I was already meddling, trying to get Bonnie to date someone more….open for her.
“Bonnie and Tara?” Kim sounded like she nearly had choked saying it.
“Oh please…I bet you’ve seen the looks they give each other, not to mention Tara’s peeping.”
Kim’s cheek got warm against mine, “But…It’s Bonnie and Tara!”
“So, we’re Kim and Shego. Face it…we’re not the only two lesbians out there.”
“Wrong sick. That is so wrong sick.” Kim sighed and looked at me, “Alright…I want to help…what are we doing?”
I smiled, “And intervention of sorts. This will actually help quite a bit you see Bonnie is claiming she’s crushing on you, so if you and I get a little affectionate in public she’ll have no way to use that. Now we add in the two meeting up a little later thanks to these notes in the gym…and it’s all set.”
Kim’s silence was not reassuring. “Alright…what is so blaringly obvious that I can’t see it?” I frowned as I stared at the notes, trying to decide what it was I was overlooking.
“We need a better plan than that. It’s sweet, but this isn’t a soap opera, or a movie. A dinner date of some kind would be better, but not by much. We need to think this out better, okay?”
“Alright…we’ll need to recycle these notes for something else I guess.”
“And who in the world would you recycle those for?”
I pulled her over, bending back and kissing her forehead, “Maybe a small date for the two people…Though perhaps we should bump it up to right now.”
She smiled and kissed me back.
Sweetest joys are simply the ones we let ourselves enjoy. And I was letting myself enjoy this quite a bit.
Waking up in the arms of a loved one is always a pleasant experience, even if sex isn’t involved. Even though it was tempting to bring up the subject of that lusty pleasure with my Mistress, I chose not to. Not because I didn’t want enjoy a night or lusty passion, but because I didn’t want to scare her. She is a fairly easy to frighten person when it comes to attraction, so I’m playing the waiting game.
Besides, while kissing your pet isn’t illegal, having sex with them is. So needless to say, we couldn’t let something like that out.
I snuggled closer to her and drifted back to sleep.
Something was a miss when I woke up. Kim was still there, so that wasn’t it.
It was the women sitting next to me feet on the bed. “Director….What are you doing in Kim’s bedroom?”
“Well…I came up with a better plan.”
I rubbed my eyes, “What time is it?”
“Three am. So are you interested in my new plan?”
I growled, “Tell me tomorrow. Jesus…not everyone is on a backwards sleeping schedule.”
I could swear the woman was smiling as she spoke, “Fine…Oh and Shego…?”
“What is it, you bloody harpy?” I was beyond frustrated now. I wanted to sleep, not to talk to a legal director in early am.
“I managed to overturn your status. And as a minor bonus, or rather a way to prevent lawsuits, we’ve given sponsorship over to Kim…part of a release program.”
“Wonderful…now let me sleep.”
Dr. Director left the room quietly, and I snuggled up with my Mistress. She could hear the news in the morning.
And I could help those troubled lovers later. But only after we changed the locks on the house to make sure that a certain Dr. Director wouldn’t be visiting unannounced.
A/N: So Shego is human again, And we still have the whole matchmaker thing going on. Why? Because I can…and this fic is REALLY getting dragged out, and ends here. To be honest I feel really limited only doing first person. I miss my omnipotence in stories, because it made for longer ones.
It may or may not have a sequel in the future, but most likely…it’s a dead project. It just lost something to me. Then again not everything can be perfect.
So this is going to be the first and last first person fic you’ll ever get out of me. Sorry for those who enjoy the first person thing, but it’s not working out that well, despite how fun it is to think like Shego.
And for the record I’m not happy with this chapter, but after a week of sitting on it, I’ve come up with nothing to make it better. Oh well….I’ll wrap this story up soon or decently soon so I can move onto something that I can work with a lot better.