ring baring

"Now I know y'aintmahckin my accent darlin'." Jill laid it on thick to tease Sarah. Judging by her painfuly red face it did the job a little too well. Kelsey and Courtney meanwhile laughed up a storm. Jill kissed Sarah's head before whispering in her ear. "What say we go to the tunnel of love next?" she ask sliding her hand down to Sarah's butt.

Sarah eeped and sucked down her drink. They quickly finished what they needed too and said goodbye to Courtney and Kelsey who decided to play more games instead. "Have you ever been on the tunnel of love before?"

"Well...kind of. We had one at church camp once but it was more like the tunnel of Christ's love. I rode it with my dad."

"This is definitely going to be different then. I hope." Jill teased. After Jill helped Sarah into the pink swan they were gently washed along the tiny makeshift river into the darkened tunnel. Inside the ceiling was lit up with tiny glow in the dark stars that seemed endless as soft music echoed throughout the tunnel.

Sarah smiled in amazement. "Okay, this is a little better than church camp."

"I think I know how to make it even better." Jill kissed sarah passionately. When Sarah started kissing her back Sarah slid her hand under Jill's shirt. She could feel the outline of her lace bra. Jill's hands found it's way down the back of her Sarah's pants cusping her ass cheek. Jill traced her finger along the edges of Sarah's thong until she found her way to the front.

"Wait." Sarah pulled away. Lucky thing too, as the pink swan was nearing the end of the tunnel.

"Good call." Jill straightened herself not knowing Sarah stopped her for more than that. Sarah was still having trouble discerning what constituted sex with a girl but she was sure a finger in her treasure box might count. "So how does it compare to camp now?"

Sarah fixed her hair "Definitely better.".

Later as the girls were getting ready for bed Sarah noticed Jill seemed lost in thought. "Penny for your thoughts?"

"I just want...I was thinking about seeing my mom."

"Oh."

"With you of course."

Sarah's face lit up as she bounced to Sarah, kissing her before climbing into bed with Jill. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Finally it was spring break and as promised Jill and Sarah were at Jill's home. Sarah stood nervously checking her outfit once more. Sarah wondered if Jill felt the same way meeting her family, at least her parents didn't know they were meeting her girlfriend. (So she thought at least).

"How you doin?" Jill asked pulling Sarah out of her thoughts.

"F-fine...I never had to meet my date's mother let alone my girlfriend's. Think she'll like me?"

"Probably not."

Sarah glared at her girlfriend. "That doesn't make me feel better!"

"It should. No pressure to try to get her to like you that way." Sarah still didn't feel better but thought Jill did have a point. "Here we go. Ready?" Sarah nodded. Jill rang the bell.

"Comin'!" A thick texas accent called from inside the house. Opening the door was a blonde haired woman who was all of five foot two. She wore no makeup, according to Jill she didn't believe in it. The beauty of her younger years still shown through. "Jillybean!" She squealed hugging her precious daughter.

"Hey momma." Jill groaned at her infantile nickname but still hugged her mother back.

"Ah've missed you darlin'! Let me get a look at you!" She looked Jill up at Jill. "You've gotten taller!"

"I think you got shorter." Her mother smacked her arm.

"You're so mean to your poor ol' momma." She held her arm up to her forehead in mock hysterical sadness. Peaking out from under her arm she noticed Sarah for the first time. "Who's this cutiepie?"

"Sarah, this is my mother Melissa Dillard. Momma, this is Sarah. My girlfriend."

Sarah held out her hand nervously "Hello M-mrs. Dillard." Sarah gulped.

"Polite this one." Mel took her hand. For Sarah it was like shaking hands with a vice grip hell bent on crushing every bone in her hand. "Oh sorry darlin'. I forget some girls are fragile." She looked to Jill "Like glass." before walking back inside. "C'mon in don't let them skeeters in!"

"Take your shoes off." Jill informed as she kicked hers off next to a pile of shoes by the open door. As Sarah kicked her shoes off she thought how her Courtney was in Miami and how much better that sounded than walking into the lions den.

Inside the house the girls sat on the ugliest couch Sarah had ever seen. It was beige with brown flowers that looked more like someone had smeared...well not flowers.

"Sorry about mom."

"Don't you mean 'momma'?" Sarah teased as she counted the bones in her hands, making sure there weren't more.

"Yeah."

"Tea?" She yelled from the kitchen.

"Yes ma'am." Jill yelled back. A minute later she came back carrying three glasses of tea.

"I hope you like sweet tea darlin'."

"I never really liked tea."

She sat dumbfounded. "How can you not?"

"She's from Wisconsin."

"Oh well there ya go." She sipped on her tea. "I loved Wisconsin though."

"You've been?"

"I used to drive a truck. One trip was to Wisconsin. Such a beautiful place." Sarah nodded. "Hate the snow though. Ever been to Lambeau Field?"

"Once, not really into football though."

"Oh me either, unless someone I know is playing. Why I loved watching baseball. Only if my Jillybean was playing though." Jill groaned sipping on her tea.

"A shame I didn't know her then." Sarah took Jill's hand.

"Well we got home movies."

"Momma no!" It was too late Melissa was up and putting the dvd in. Jill groaned and hid her face in her girlfriend's shoulder. Of course she started with, in Jill's opinion, the worst one.

"Oh my god." Sarah was stunned. On screen was little six year old Jill in a princess dress waving a wand around and a tiara. "You're adorable!" Sarah whispered to Jill still groaning in pain. "Was it halloween?"

"No, my little Jillybean was a beauty pagent winner."

Sarah agreed "Jillybean" was very cute, still is. Sarah enjoyed watching young Jill dancing around in her pagent dresses. The scene changed and Jill clearly entered her tomboy phase around eight. Her hands covered in mud with a gap-tooth smile. The scene changed again and Melissa was screaming at Jill from behind the camera as she ran to second base.

After an emberassing amount of home movies and finally a dinner of homemade cheeseburgers and coke. Jill and Sarah entered Jill's room. "Ooh I'm in my girlfriend's room." Sarah giggled naughtily as she lay on her bed. The room was filled with posters of bands and reprint's of impressionist paintings. "Wonder how many girls she's had in here." Sarah teased, realizing suddenly she might have touched a sore subject. "So long as I'm the last I don't care."

"You are."

Sarah pulled Jill onto the bed. "Your mom won't mind me sleeping here right?"

"She's given up pretending I don't like girls."

It was amazing to Sarah to not have to hide her relationship from family. Her final thought before drifting off to sleep in Jill's arms was she was going to tell her family she was in love with Jill.

The next morning Jill slept out of the room while Sarah slept and found her mother drinking coffee in the living room in the dark. "Momma." Jill gulped.

"Yeah darlin'?"

"Momma, I really like Sarah."

Anyone besides Jill would have missed the uncomfortable shift in her mood. "That's good hun." She stood walking over to the piano.

"I love her momma." Her mother began tinkering on the keys. "Remember when I was little? You sat me down and showed me grandma's ring? Do you remember what you said?" She continued to ignore her, instead playing a soft tune. "You said when I found someone I loved that I could have the ring."

She stopped finally, her face staring daggers at Jill. "That isn't exactly true. I said when you found a man I'd give it to him to give to you."

"Momma. Please?"

"What does her family think about this?"

"We haven't told them yet."

"You expect me to give my momma's ring to you for your latest hookup?"

"She's not a hookup!"

"If she wasn't you would have told her family."

"It's not that easy for everyone." Jill sighed. "I thought you liked her."

"I don't like her well enough to give her my momma's ring!" Jill sat on the small kitchen chair trying to hold it together. "How long have you been...seeing her."

"We haven't done that! And since Christmas break...officially."

"A few months and you think you're getting momma's ring?" she scoffed.

"Fine." Jill stomped off to her room grumbling swears under her breath. Luckily Sarah still slept soundly as she heard her mother begin to play a love song. "Bitch."