Morning slowly drifts into my senses and for a few moments it’s just…I don’t know. You ever wake up amazed? There’s a bit of dawn lightening the windows and my bed is so warm and so snuggley.

Rayne’s there holding me and spooned with me her breasts resting against my back and I can smell her all throughout the bed. It’s a really good smell too with the complex notes of her body mixed in with the hints of her body wash and shampoo and mine. I like the smell shea butter and cocoa butter scents and just those smells of girl and woman.

It smells like home, right here, right now, feels like home.

 

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Author's Note: Picture used with permission from *lavonia on deviantart.

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Chapter 75
 
Well it is really, here was the place I became Jem and Angel and when that happened I had no clue that its start me down this huge journey of self discovery really. And despite the hiccups in my biology I feel like me in my panties and my Steelheads jersey that I use as my nightshirt.

I smile a little bit as I feel her arm moving a little and her hand draped over my side and her fingers just sort of play with the material of my shirt and the sensitive skin of my belly under that.

I like that.

It feels good and in that feels good as a girl like way. I’m saying that because that stuff is still on my mind which I think might be normal? But I’m pretty sure that the way that I’m actually feeling is pretty normal on the female spectrum and really not normal on the guy side of things.

I might be transgendered and all but this, this I’m pretty sure I can tell the differences about and it doesn’t bother me like it did, it’s sort of just one of those good “yeah-okay” moments. It helps a lot to actually know just what’s going on with me.

Rayne runs her fingers up and down a bit before she’s stirring a bit more and I can feel her waking up as her breathing changes and she takes that waking up breath and then she kisses the back of my neck and then the side of my neck and then my ear. It’s really, really nice and there’s something inside that finds it really sexy but this kind of me sexy.

I mean she’s the one kissing me like this so how can I not enjoy it and the happy feelings with it. It’s nice, really; really nice to have someone that actually want’s to kiss you like that first thing in the morning.

“You’re awake.” She says softly to me.

“Mmmm…sort of.”

“Well sort of’s good you get up with us way too early sometimes after being up all night doing stuff for the band and doing stuff here all the time too.”

“I like doing all of that stuff.”

“I know and that still doesn’t mean that my girlfriend doesn’t deserve a break now and then even from herself.”

“Even from myself?”

“Mmmm-hmmm…especially from yourself. Angel needs some Angel time and some TLC too.”

“TLC? Tell me of this TLC thing?”

“Okay baby…” She says it in this sexy sort of purr and she turns me over a little and she kisses me.

I so love it when Rayne kisses me. I mean there nice kisses and there sweet kisses and there deep ones and soft ones but these are those kisses where she has her head tilted just right and she’s leaned down and she’s kissing me like she’s tasting water for the first time…like this is sooo special and it’s slow and it’s sweet, you can feel the emotions in the way she’s kissing me and it’s deep and it’s passionate because she’s slipping her tongue in past my lips and it salsa dances against mine and not just randomly but she’s exploring and touching and teasing it and around it just like it was something else…

Ooooh…so like it was something else and that gets even better as her hand that’s been under me slides up my back and then the back of my neck until her fingers are running through my hair and it’s not pulling, it doesn’t even hurt but her fingers tighten and curl into my hair and she uses that to hold me and guide our kissing just as much as a guy does when he tilts a girl’s head back by holding her chin in a kiss…okay maybe a bit more rated A but it’s all squealy good in my brain.

She kisses me until I’m feeling all melty and hot and wriggly, it’s so weird but in such a good way that she can kiss me like this and this is the way that it feels for me as passion seems to light some kind of sexy fuel in the back of my imagination and I’m all stiffy in my panties until it hurts and my nipples hurt…I mean they are all like super sensitive but they got hard and they’ve stayed hard for a long time and I guess that’s what makes then ache but in my head it’s way different.

Rayne’s free hand slips under my nightshirt and cups my pre-boob and she pushes the flesh up into this little boob like bump and my nipple is showing so much against the thin fabric and she breaks the sex kiss to lower her head to it and it’s hot wet and that kiss of hers right through the fabric and I might not get it the way I should now but my mind and my imagination’s filling in the blanks enough that I’m really feeling something.

“Rayne…..” (Gasp.) “Rayne….”

She moves and sort of moves to the other side of me and she let’s go of my hair and she takes her free hand and she dips it down to my panties and where it’s trying to stick up she pushes it down flat to my pelvis and she runs her hand over it…she doesn’t go inside my panties but her hand is there and it’s warm and then she’s pushing down on it and I’m gasping and biting my lip and she rubs me off…she’s just sort of concentrating on going over that area over and over and it’s not the same…but it’s better than the other way…regular boy girl sex doesn’t work and yes I had an orgasm when we tried it but when you’re not connecting, when it’s not even sex but just getting off…it actually hurts when you’re having an orgasm and you don’t want one.

This though, this is completely different and she’s rubbing…

“Does it feel good Angel? I want it to be good, to feel right does it feel right? Am I rubbing your clitty right?”

“Mmmm…nnnn…god…oh god Rayne yes…yes…please…it’s good it’s so good…”

“Good baby I want it to be good for you. You deserve to be made love to…”

“I do…?”

“Yes, god angel you’re so beautiful…and amazing and I’m over the moon crazy in love with you.”

“Rayne…”

It feels so good I’m arching up into her hand and pointing my toes. We both laugh when my knee pops because of it.

But it doesn’t stop Rayne from keeping it going or fastening her hot mouth around my other nipple and making me squeal and I know my eyes rolled into the back of my head when she makes me pop.

Heat and light and my insides going all liquidy and there’s no way I can breath long enough and I swear in those little pops too of them are from the feelings of her tongue swirling and her suckling away no my tiny little pre-boobs.

I’m panting and she’s smiling at me and kissing me. “So…Good morning?”

I manage a weak laugh. “Uh-huh….”

She straddles me and leans down and she kisses me some more actually a lot more and over and over. I’m well sticky and squishy but I think that’d be the case anyway right?

“I’m glad that we got here.” She says between kisses.

“Got here?”

“Yeah where we can really be together.”

“Me too, it’s a little weird I guess but you can just get me so hot and boiling inside when you kiss me Rayne.”

“Good.” She smiles and nuzzles my face with hers.

“It’s true but I’m glad we didn’t get stuck in that bad spot either.”

Rayne nods but she’s got the sweetest look on her face too. “I really, really wanted to give back to you the way that you make ne feel Angel. It just never set right that you weren’t.”

“Rayne, it didn’t matter to me I’m in love with you it was so alright with me.”

“Yeah but I didn’t want this to be about the sex Angel, I mean considering what we just did yeah I love making love to you but that’s because it’s a two way street now.”

I nod and smile at her. “Well, it’s about to be a two way street.” I roll her over and she let’s out this giggle squeak. “Angel!”

I pull her shirt off her and keep her arms up over her head. There might be some people that think there might be this guy part of me that’s all falling in love over Rayne’s amazing breasts but it’s not the same feeling. Hell I’ll even admit to looking at skin mags as a guy and thinking Mmmm…titties. It was the way that my head was wired or sort of wired I had the whole guy like response or what I thought it should be.

Now it’s still really, really awesome but actually there’s a lot more respect for what they are and just how beautiful they are.

I sit up and pull all the bands and stuff I used last night to keep my hair from getting all tangled in my sleep and I shake it loose and I lean back down and I do that hair spilling over skin thing first and I lean down to her breasts and I smell them, smell her skin. I nuzzle her nipples and the sensitive bumpy sweet circles around them with the tip of my nose.

Lick, then flick, then taste, then kiss, then french kissing them and as I feel them crinkle and harden more under my lips I suckle…

Rayne pushes up to my mouth…I keep going and then switch and back and forth and I do to her as sweet and as hungry and as wanting to please her as I dream and want her to really be able to do to me.

My hand slips down and I do for her what she did for me only inside of her and insistent but gentle. Do for her what I want her to ultimately do to me. It makes me want more and right now until things really change the only way that I’m going to really get this close is through Rayne…

“I want this Rayne, God Rayne I so want to feel this too…I love what we do but I want it all, god I just want to be right…and I...I can wait…but you…You my beautiful amazing sweet sexy lover will have to cum for me too sometimes…”

Okay I know that’s not the best dirty talk and really I think I might not be good at that stuff but it still seems to work…she seems to get even louder…and humping against my hand and my fingers even more and whining out. “Angel….”

She is amazingly beautiful when she has an orgasm. Are all women that lovely when they do that? I mean she arches and she flushes in this pure pleasure glow and her eyelids flutter until her eyes snap open and widen and her mouth opens just enough for her to moan out that siren sound…and all that long black hair has gone wild in the throes of passion.

Yeah…oh good god yes.

I fall in love a little more with her, I just can’t help it.

She falls back panting and I kiss her softly and sweetly and then make my way south…nibbling and tasting kissing and suckling until I arrive at Rayne’s sweet sex and I settle in…yes settle in and rest my arms on top of her thighs and lean my head down and kiss, nibble and caress…I want to be here awhile, I want to take my time here unlike Summer. And resting like this lets me have both hands free to do things…

Touching parts, tracing labia, just these light little caresses over her clitoris as I combine then with all the love and attention my mouth can offer even reaching in and touching deep and stroking her inner walls with the pads of my fingers like I’m trying to coax orgasm after orgasm from her deep sweetness.

Her fourth is my second…and it was just from being with her and tasting her and feeling her move under me and just the love and the pure hot sexuality carried me over that ledge.

I topple over it gladly…and I’m panting and spent and a little achy below…I’ve rare seen tow in a night or a morning and I’m pretty sure it’s rare enough that my poor transgendered body is face down like I am going “Hey! WTF?”

Another benefit of being like this is the fact that I can and do wrap my arms around her thighs and hips and hug her like a pillow as I rest my face on her mound and take a breather.

I only actually move when Rayne gets up and we end up kissing and she cleans my face with her mouth and that’s kinda…not it’s just sexy, I mean she does it sexy too with kisses, not like lapping at my face like a dog.

Okay I can’t help myself to the giggle snort that comes out of me at that image. Rayne looks at me. “What?”

I shake my head no. “Nuh-uh, just me being weird.”

She blinks at me and tilts her head like she’s thinking it over. “Okay fair enough, living with Kimmie’s taught me just not to ask sometimes.”

“Okeey.” I smile at her and she kisses me again and get’s up.

“How about you run us a bath and I’ll go and make up some breakfast and some coffee.”

“Sure….We’re having breakfast in bath?”

“Yeah…it’s kinda cold out now and I’ve never done it before have you?”

“Definitely not, okay I could dig a soak in the tub with you and just chilling we’ve got the time right?”

“It’s not even eight yet.”

“Okay, bubbles?”

“Definitely.” Rayne kisses me and heads down stairs and I get the bath ready trying to make a guess at hot much water will be the right amount for two of us to be in the tub together without spilling it over. I go a bit shallow since it’ll be easier to add more hot water after.

I look for the stuff that we’ll need for the bath like the puffs and things and go downstairs once it’s ready and cooling off and get a card table and take it upstairs to the bathroom moving the hamper and a few things out of the way then setting up some romantic music to listen to.

I wait for awhile debating before I get undressed and slip into the hot water with a hiss and then a sigh as I let the hot water sink into me and help me relax.

I’m just there with my eyes closed and listening to Nora Jones when I smell coffee and toast and some bacon and open my eyes and smile. Rayne’s naked with just a smile on as she sets the tray of food on the card table and leans over and kisses me.

“Mmm…good idea, schooch ahead Ange.”

I move ahead some as I’m the smaller one and she settles in behind me and I turn the tap on to fill up the tub enough to just lounge in the bubble bath together I figure but not enough to spill water all over the place either.

It’s really, really nice to be doing this and we settle and we nibble away at our food. Rayne made toast with peanut butter and she took a bit of granola and pressed it into the peanut butter. That’s actually pretty good really all the tastes work pretty good and she made a few crispy slices of turkey bacon to go with it.

But it’s mostly just her and I snuggled in the bubble bath with my head settled so that her cleavage in right at my neck area and she has her legs apart to help me fit in there better and we’re sharing one of those big soup sized coffee mugs and just soaking and listening to the stereo and it’s…this is definitely one of the better mornings so far in my life even with just this and not the sex.

This really just says…relationship.

We lounge and we talk mostly about what to wear to the appointment with the bank and how professional I want to sort of look. I mean just how professional can you really look with light pink hair?

But it’s really, really nice for as long as we can let it last.

Then it’s getting cleaned up and doing our girly things to get ready. Rayne looks at me when I do my usual post bath/shower lotion and powder and everything…St. Ives berry lotion and Secret baby powder scented deodorant and Bubblegum scented perfume. I don’t go over board but I like feeling and smelling pretty. She shakes her head and she’s smiling.

“What?”

“You are actually just that girly aren’t you?”

I grin, I know what she means I know that I do this way more ritual like than they do or likely a lot of girls do actually. “Yes, yes I am and you like that don’t you?”

“I’m so almost getting my goth card revoked y’know.”

I laugh. “Guess I’ve shot your Emo card carrying privileges to hell too.”

“That’s alright I’m not so much the lost hurt little emo-girl anymore.”

We get ready and I’ll admit I had even bounced around the idea of just going dyeless and just as my blonde self but my pink hair is sort of my trade mark Rayne tells me. So I keep my pink hair and I then start looking through my wardrobe.

I’m a rocker, I’m the lead singer in a band and I still want to make a good business impression so I go with a nice pair of grey slacks that mom had that fit me pretty good and I go with my big pink comfy sweater it’s actually a light sort of pink coral grey color blend but it’s cashmere and fluffy with a modest v-neck to it and looks good on me and it has lot’s of length for me to wear a belt to accessorized over it with. I set it off with my quarts earring studs and my nice faux pear necklace. My belt is my nice two inch wide white one that I bought because if I sort of use it right it accentuates my tiny waist and makes me look like I have more hip than I actually do.

I look good, professional but not too professional that people don’t get what I do or what I’m doing. I’m really careful and really light on my make-up I want enough again to look good but easy enough to fix right quick if I need to. I don’t do any rings or bangles but I do put on my press on nails not a long pair but enough to look good and my pearly pink polish for them too.

Rayne’s still getting ready and I’m using the printer to print off all the notes that I’ve made over the stuff that I want to get done for the band and the things that I want to look into.

I want all my stuff all lined up today, I really want us to come across as actually being professionals when we go to the bank and when we go to talk to the other people too.

Rayne comes downstairs and she looks great as usual, actually a little better? It’s a different look for her than I’ve ever seen her use and I’ll have to admit it’s doing good things for me.

She’s braided her hair in a single braid down her back and it looks really nice and neat. I have to learn that stuff; I don’t even know what to call it either. She’s wearing her glasses and this really dark mascara and eyeliner but just this like fine accent of it. Like what she wears to work only like more refined. Black dress pants and she has one of her stretchy lycra tee-shirts on that’s all black and just hugs her body and is really showing off her breasts and just a hint of her bra in this seriously impressive way. And she sort of makes it cleaner? or better behaving? by wearing this sexy dark black sports jacket to go with it.

We both take pumps to go with our outfits and flats for when we’re not actually at our appointments. I know it sounds strange but I’m starting to sort of like the idea of heels. It’s kind of this sexy girly kind of power thing. Like power ties for men but more like power shoes.

We get into the van and we head to the bank to make our appointment and arrive there with just enough time to be ready and sitting like young ladies while we wait for our appointment.

Our accounts manager comes out to see if we’re there and takes us to his office and after he gets us a coffee and gets his calls set to messages we start talking over all the things that I’ve been wanting to talk to him about.

It’s all pretty much straightforward stuff. I mean yes there some stuff that might be complicated but we’re pretty organized and the first thing we do is work with him to set up the legal and business registration for Starlight Entertainment and Music. We had to add the “and Music.” Because there is already a Starlight Entertainment. We sign off on the papers to become incorporated and pay those fees. Then as the company officers Rayne and I sign our forms to become part of the Harpers Point Chamber of Commerce.

Then we set up the accounts in the business’s frame for our dues. The Canadian Musicians Association and the Canadian Songwriters Association and the two corresponding guilds yep…there’s guilds to which are sort of like unions and we get all four of use registered under that and the initial dues pain up for the year.

Wow…I can just see the account balance we have dropping off with those but…but now, once we receive our letters from them we’re legitimate actual listed professional musicians. I had the papers for it all printed off from their websites and the girls are all signed up.

I tell you though it feels pretty damned good to be that legit. We are officially not a teen band or a garage band anymore.

Next is setting up the other account stuff, like the incoming funds from deposits and PayPal and the breakdown of those monies into other sub accounts for the company. Like all of our pay checks. Yes I’m going for our payment as a band to go into this then after we pull off the money for our credentials we pull money from our getting paid for gigs and songs and stuff to got to our Sun-Life account, he called and contracted us with a life insurance and coverage plan with dental and medical and a prescription plan and the bank works with them and since we don’t have pre-existing conditions and stuff it’s all pretty basic and we just have to get the girls to sign. It’s still kind of expensive though and a little daunting but he tells us that we will be able to write a good chunk of these things off as business expenses. Then there’s the touring fund which we’re not starting to do yet but we’re getting a start on it by taking ten dollars bi-weekly from our account and setting it aside. Then and only after all that gets paid do we get paid from our company in a five way split.

Yes five ways one for each of us and the fifth just to go into the operations accounts. And of course we’re taking off for income taxes and unemployment insurance and Canada pension pay ins. After all right now we’re working four nights a week and with all of us being emancipated/living on our own and of legal age if we need to collect unemployment we could once we have the hours for it set up.

You’d think that we’d need an accountant for all of this and we likely will but since we’re setting up our accounts for the company and everything he’s helping us along with things.

Y’know that a lot of banking account officers will walk you through this kind of thing it’s not all mortgages and loans and stuff.

But…our company insurance goes through them, our company credit card is with them and very likely if we did need a loan or to open a line of credit or other financial things this is where we’d go. So really he’s helping us with our business to secure even more of our business.

After bouncing all the money around and paying things off we’re still doing pretty well looking at our accounts. But we’re close to being broke really for now. Well not broke we’re on paper broke and we still have the money from out last two gigs and tips and that’s going to have to be our money for the other things we leave.

Signed and our copies passed over to us I take a few extra moments to get everything photocopied while Rayne cashes our cheques and sets us up with a safety deposit box. We put our copies of everything into it just to have back ups of everything.

And as soon as I get time I’m making copies of our lyrics and putting them dated in here too as another just in case thing.

While she’s gone I get my accounts manager to open me up a couple of savings accounts so I can work away at saving for the girls and for a fan concert maybe. It might take awhile and I might not be able to put much into them sometimes but hey if I can…and have something there for them for a rainy day or maybe even for school like as in college school then yeah I want to try it anyway….and an account for Christmas. I take some of the money that’s in my regular chequeing account and put down a bit of money into each of them.

Okay he’s looking at me like I’m crazy but he gets them set up anyway and I smile at him and shrug. “I know I could cover all of this with just a couple of basic accounts but I want to keep things all separate.”

He nods. “It’s not all that crazy Ms. Benton just a little OCD.”

“That’s me you should see me with lists.”

“I did, you came in here with everything pretty much lined up. I’ve seen new business owners three times your age come in nowhere near as organized as you are.”

I smile. “Thanks I’m looking to actually take some business classes next year. That way I can learn how to do all of this stuff and not lean on you so much.”

“Well, Ms. Benton it’s actually nice to stretch what I can do out of the normal rut and when SE&M makes money we get to make money by being your bank it’s all a win-win.”

“Good, I like it when people get a little bit of happy.”

He walks me out and I meet with Rayne and we put our papers in the safety deposit box and we head out to the van. “Where to now honey?”

“Lunch it’s half past one.”

“Where?”

“The Pine Tree, we’re going downtown to check other things out anyway so we go and get a bite to eat and then we go to the community college and Compu college to find us a website designer and then the print shop and then the music supply…if that’s okay with you?”

She kisses me right there just in the bank parking lot beside the van and I kiss her back. She smiles rubbing the small of my back with her hands. “More than alright it’s a good plan and I just happen to really like learning and seeing all of this plus I get to spend the afternoon with my girlfriend so….what’s not to like about that.”

Okay, my turn to kiss her this time.

And we sort of sweet kiss shuffle to where she opens my door for me.

I end the kiss strongly just because she did that, it’s really nice and I kind of like that she does that for me. And I think that Rayne likes the fact that she’s sort of the top? In our relationship instead one like before.

And it’s kind of oddly funny in that god is twisted sort of way that the girl that if I was Jason I’d be all head over heels with Rayne because she’s such a gorgeous woman but it’s the same but so totally different as Angel because well I’m really kinda in the traditional girls role instead.

My boyfriend is my super hot girlfriend. So coming from me once being a boy it’s kind of life is ironic funny.

I can’t help but to smile as we drive and listen to tunes and stop for lunch at the Pine Tree Café. Its strange being here not working and kind of nice too. we get a table in the windows by the sidewalk and we order some food which is the special of the day in both our cases and it’s really good with a mixed green salad with cashews and two small squash that are baked and stuffed with quinoa and diced eggplant and some onions and spices and chic peas. It’s vegetarian but really good because you get such a nice flavor as you scoop out some of that acorn squash all naturally buttery and good with the nutty quinoa and the two different but complimenting savory tastes of the eggplant and the onions.

And it’s served up nice and it’s all this whole very nice lunch date grown up sort of thing. Not grown up but you know that coffee shop feeling that you get once in awhile when you’re just in that it’s not a chain place thing? It’s that but it’s being dressed up nice too and the stuff we already have done and being together also doing this.

It’s definitely tweaking some girly part of me with much yayness. It’s almost like I actually have a life.

We finish and skip dessert but leave a ten dollar tip just because we know them all here and the service and the décor is actually good here. And we leave the Van where it is and we walk to the Compu-college first since it’s closest and we head inside it’s just a big brick building that has been converted over to computer labs for like the actual sit down classes and then there’s the hardware labs.

We just stop into the office since classes are going on and we ask them if they have a way of letting the students or associates know that we’re looking for a web designer. The receptionist actually shows us their campus website and where to look at their portfolios and where we can actually leave a posted ad/message on their bulletin boards. She’s actually really helpful about it and we leave a detailed message of what we’re looking for and then we head back to the van holding hands and doing a little window shopping on the way there.

It’s still all sorts of nice. We take the van over about seven blocks to the Harper’s Community College and it’s a lot bigger and they don’t really do the hands on kind of stuff for their students like the Compu-College does so we get some paper and some markers at the student union…hole…eff the prices there are steep and Rayne and I make up our own Starlight Butterfly notices with me loading some stills to my phone and printing them off on the Kodak self serve machine then we put the pictures on the notices and run off a whole bunch of copies.

And while it cost a good twenty bucks to do that it was worth it because we did it together and shared a coffee together while we made the flier and even just did the girlfriends thing walking together putting these up all over the campus and getting to check out the campus too.

It’s nice, it’s like six buildings or so and it’s a community college not a university but it’s still pretty cool and in all the time I’ve live here in town I’ve never been here.

And I certainly didn’t know that they actually have an unofficial campus pub called the Nook. Apparently it used to a bookstore for the students that went coffee shop before all that was cool and it’s one of those old bars where it’s this long and sort of narrow place with mostly a bar and a pool table and….and they have a small dance floor and a small stage there too. I take a few fliers of there’s to read about what they have going on here and I do see they have an Open Mic Night on Sunday nights. Hmm, that might be a way to drum up some more business for us.

Actually while we’re there putting up our fliers we talk to some of the people who’ve been to or show a time or too and sign a few autographs and shake a few hands.

It’s still kind of surreal that we’re doing that, it’s really odd that people sort of know who we are too. Kind of the fame thing but on a smaller, way smaller scale.

We’re a little longer than we thought but we still manage to get over to Graffiti Inc. and they’re still open. We’re actually looking over the books with all the work that they’re done sort of like the way you’d pick out a tattoo out at a tattoo shop when the girl from their site picture comes out looking a lot like she did there only she’s got a bunch of ink and stuff on her coverall’s and she has a bandana on to keep her hair ink free. It’s actually a lot like paint by the look of the stuff to me or some of it.

“Hey, you’re Raven and Jem right?”

Holy cheese she knows us too?

“Uhm yeah, it’s Angel actually offstage and this is Rayne.” We shake hands. She has this really good look even in her print shop clothes it’s like she comes across as one of those hot mechanic chick pin up posters with like the vintage kind of stuff.

“Cool, I’m Josie. So what can I do for you girls?”

Rayne takes out some of her sketches and notes and some of mine. “We’re looking to do some fliers for the band as well as some posters and some t-shirts too.”

Okay this is actually cool because well it is and we’re having a couple of cans of coke while we’re going through things with Josie. What’s really cool is the Rayne is so into this. She’s actually go better ideas than me too.

Our posters will be this black background with this butterfly shape that’s completely just star-scape and in the light of the star-scape we’re going to have us as the band walking towards the person/people looking at the poster and we’re going to be semi transparent too so you can tell it’s us but it still shows all the stars behind us.

Then there will be the same thing only one for each of us with a headshot centered in the starlight butterfly.

Our black tee-shirts will be the same way and the pink and red tee-shirts will have this butterfly like the one that I did for our other shirts in this almost rough spray painted on look to it but with a whole lot of colors on a black butterfly that’s kind this SLB street tag but in the butterfly there’ll be these sort of bits of reflective metallic paint/ink in there so it shines and stuff.

It’s hard for me to describe but it’s a big black butterfly colored in the wings and stuff with violets and mauves and this reflective shimmering grey pink?

I think it looks cool.

Okay and it’s really easy to put on stuff too. Like a smaller version on our business cards and our guitar picks which we definitely order. And the shirts, though we’ll have to come in for the headshots that Josie wants and she’s fussy enough that she want’s to do it herself.

And we even get a deal too with Rayne and her batting back prices per unit back and forth and Rayne cutting a deal with her that we get a deal on our orders and we advertise on our site for her shop and we sign on with Graffiti Inc. for a year long exclusive contract where she’s our only print shop.

And I’m excited and I’m scared as we put in our first order in for our first batches of the tag styled shirts and the picks and the fliers and the cards and the picks with just fifty each of the shirts and two hundred of the rest of the stuff and its seven hundred dollars. But…but she is supplying the shirts so we don’t have to source them.

It’s a good thing we have a company credit card. But wow…we’re actually in the hole sort of…this is a big step and purchase for us.

By the time that we get out of there she’s closing up and it’s well past supper and we were there for well over an hour but it was still pretty cool and scary.

Rayne still opens my doors for me and she sits back in the driver’s seat with a big sigh. I look over to her and she’s sort of got this distant look on her face.

“You okay?”

She looks over to me and smiles. “It’s just really hitting me.”

“Yeah it’s scary and exciting isn’t it?” I reach over and take her hand and give it a squeeze.

Rayne squeezes my hand back and looks at me with that sweet loving look that I am so coming to really pull into me. It’s slowly sinking in that I’m in a relationship and that we’re in love…well that someone actually just honestly loves me…it’s kind of like heat trying to sink into the chilled lonely me that I used to be.

It really is an amazing feeling.

“We’re really doing it Angel, this is all for real.”

I nod and she leans over and she kisses me….okay she kisses me a lot and I kiss her back a lot.

“Supper?”

“Sure, what do you want me too make?”

“Let’s go out.”

“We really can’t afford out twice in one day Rayne.”

She kisses me again doing that holding my chin and my face kissing me and breaks it slowly with a smile. “I still have a job Angel and we’re doing good with the bills and things we can afford me taking you out on another date.”

“Okay…” I really can’t help but like the way this feels, liking the way I feel like I’m special. I bite my lower lip a little. “Okay, surprise me then.”

She kisses me one more time then breaks the kiss and she’s nodding and she turns the engine over and we start driving.

We’re likely going to hit the music shops another time and we’re not stopping and getting or worrying about the girls….

It’s just the two of us and the rest of the night together.

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To Be Continued...