[follow Sylvie and Lorena] Preparing a marriage

When Sylvie wakes up, the sun is high and Lorena is still sound asleep. It isn't that surprising, considering they just spent an exhausting night celebrating their engagement.

Engaged. She still can't believe it. To think a few years ago, she was convinced she would never be able to get married in this country, or to find somebody she would like to spent the rest of her life with, for that matter... And now, she was about to get married with the most wonderful woman she ever dreamed about.

She slides out of the bed and catchs the ring her girlfriend and soon to be wife gave her a few hours ago. She was in middle school when she decided that she despised everything girly, from unicorns to princess weddings. Now she's looking at a piece of metal like it's a love letter and she cares. Oh god, it isn't even like she cares, she's actually shaken upside down. That bitch, she changed her into another girl entirely. A girl which is somehow more herself.

Sylvie sighs as she enters the bathroom. She should stop letting her thought follow their way, it always turns out into some sort of lame poetry.

Just as she turns up the hot water two arms wrapped around her waist and a round chest gets pressed against her back.

"Hmm... Is that a Cuban voodoo witch appearing out of thin air to **** me?"

"Technically, us Cuban witches mostly practice Santeria. But otherwise, that's correct."

The white girl turns around to kiss her lover. "Then you have a big problem, because I'm far too consenting for you to **** me."

"Haaaw, not fair." Lorena presses her against the wall, kissing her lips back while the water is flowing on their naked bodies. "Maybe I'll just make love to you, then?"

"Ho god, no!" Sylvie laughs caressing her thighs. "Enough sweetness, you gave me plenty of that yesterday. And don't you dare to call me..."

"My gold star lesbian."

The white girl sighs. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"

The Cuban grabs the shampoo and pours it in her hand. "Hey, I promised to love you till **** do us part, not that I wouldn't tease you all the way till then." She slides her fingers in her blond hair without stopping devouring her mouth.

"Oh yeah?" Sylvie grabs the shower gel. "Well, technically you didn't promise anything yet. We're not married, we haven't even chosen a wedding date." She starts spreading the gel on Lorena's back.

"You're right. I'd like it to be in summer, so nobody gets a cold. I want everybody to be dressed in sexy lingerie, and that's not up to negotiation." She steals the shower gel from Sylvie's hands once she's finished shampooing her and start pouring it on her boobs then massaging them.

"Hrm... I'm not sure I want to see my grannie in her underwear." she objects while cleaning her lover's amazing rump.

"Hmm... You're right. Maybe she could wear a nightie at least. But it leads to another problem." She presses her chest against Sylvie's to spread the shower gel on both. "But it leads us to another problem." she adds in a more serious tone.

"Right." Sylvie sighs. "Our families will have to meet."

They stay motionless for what feels an eternity, staring at each other with the water flowing on the floor being the only disturbance.

"My family won't like the fact that I marry a girl." Lorena states.

"My family won't like the fact that I marry a 'black' girl." Sylvie answers.

They're back to silence for another minute.

"Fuck 'em." the Cuban girl conclude.

"Fuck 'em all. If they're not happy, they don't need to come."

"Fuck the witness too." Lorena goes back to spreading the gel on Sylvie's body.

"What now?"

"Yeah, we have to invite Eve to a threesome. It will be part of my wedding gift."

"Oh, come on..."

"I know you still have a crush on her." she affirms with her hands resting on the white girl's hips.

"Ok, maybe I do, but you're the one I love."

"That's beside the point, sweet heart. I want to invite her for a threesome 'because' I love you."

Sylvie sighs, then kisses her. "That's not fair. You know me too well. I have no idea how to repay you."

"Oh, don't worry." she answers, falling to her knees to gently kiss her pussy. "I will take care of everything."