Some Butch Femme story part I
Alyssa Kahika Cristina
Some of you may not understand butch femme relationships. the girl in
this story is a tg butch named Gabriella.
The femme is named Cristi.
Gabriella is soft spoken but full of assurance in all she takes and
especially when she makes love.
Cristi is a femme who is submissive, opinionated but very devoted to her
butch.
The setting is Hilo Hawaii where it rains 80% of the time.
The story begins...
UNO.
The drizzle from the afternoon shower mezmerised Cristi as she looked
out from an Einstein Bagle Coffee Shoppe waiting for Gabriella to arrive
for chess. Gabriella was now more than a half hour late which was
unusual but not impossible given the long hours she had been spending in
construction of their house. Cristi called Gabriella her little Jesus
because she was both a carpentar and very spiritual. Gabby, what Crisi
called her at different times, called her Heau na Kahika because she
said Cristi was her sanctuary.
Cristi glanced back at the clock on the wall: almost 4.
She decided to try the cellular once more... no answer. NOw she was
worried. Then her cellular rang.
"Gabriella?"
"Yes baby, I am nearly there. Listen baby, I need your help in
something very important. Can you please meet me out on the curb in 2
min."
"Yeah but what's the matter?"
"Baby I can't talk now. 2 min."
click.
1 min. later Cristi was on the walkway scanning the parking entrance for
Gabby's truck.
The red Dodge Ram pulled up, lumber still in back with red flag attached
to warn trailing drivers.
"Get in baby."
The leather of the cabin was fresh and Cristi relaxed immediately into
familiar contours.
"Love, what's the matter? what happened? are you all right?"
"Well that depends on you."
Gabriella certainly wasn't herself... she was closed and much too
distant.
Cristi debated in her mind whether of not to pursue a line of
questioning but thought it better to just wait and see how this depended
upon her.
They were arriving at the construction site of their house when Cristi
noticed within the framed and roofed structure a table with white cover
cloth and a catering van placed to the rear.
The truck stopped and Gabriella opened Cristi's door.
The sun had marked its decent and barely hovered over sea scape
horizons.
Gabirella took Cristi by the hand and led her to the point where both
had decided this was the place. Cristi would take two jobs and
Gabriella would cash in her stocks and begin building the house herself.
Gabriella circled Cristi finally locking her arms around her waiste and
looking deeply into her eyes.
"Cristina, twin soul of mine, woman who I shared life with since a
cosmic seed sprouted your etherial beauty, woman of my dreams and lover
of my desire, I humbly ask for the pleasure and privlege of being your
companion."
With that Gabriella drew an engagement ring from behind Cristi's back
and opend the blue velvet box to reveal its contents. The ring was
styled in 1920 fashion a diamond center with ruby and saphires in half
moons to craddle the center stone. It was silver laid with three leafs
serving as a bed for all the stones to rest upon. It was beautiful and
Gabriella was placing it on her ring finger.
"Will you marry me?"
Cristi looked into her eyes and began to cry with joy and fullfillment.
This moment she had dreamed of since she had she prayed to the moon when
she was 8, one winter's night pleading for God to bring her the girl of
her dreams.
"My Lord, I would be honoured to share this mortal space and time by
your side, were it only to care for your brow waxed weary with thought,
I shall sit at your side and tender your needs were they mine own and in
solem and lonely moments I will approach your bedside with lust and
desire save only to rekindle your loins. My Lord, I am your's do with
me as you think best for I have full conifence and devotion to your
wisdon. My Lord I am yours."
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I shall post part II later on.