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It Started With a Kiss

Abbey lay back on the piled-up mats in the training hall as she rested with Zoe and Jilly after the evening training session. Abbey’s mind wandered; she was sure that a glorified week or two of work experience was not the best thing to be doing during summer vacation, but it was the American way in this state.

Sponsors and sponsorship were the best way to get through college, as scholarships in the martial arts were non-existent. Besides, even if they had existed, people like Jilly would have been the ones getting them. Abbey knew that Jilly did not have to worry about money; an Ivy League college fund had already been set up for her due to her Daddy’s money, and her work experience was to run one of Daddy’s smaller enterprises for a couple of weeks.

“Knowing her skills and attitude problems, God help any employee planning to treat her like Daddy’s little girl!” Abbey thought.

Zoe had done fantastically well with biology and science and was a straight-A student, but she did not want to go into medicine as her mother hoped. However, she was ideal material for drug companies, so she was going to spend some time at a research lab with the hope of partial sponsorship from them. If not, her parents said they would cover the fees. She also thought that if that did not work out for her, she could probably do very well as a hit man for the mob.

As for Abbey, she knew Mom wanted her to go to college and get into a good career before settling down, but things were getting harder. She knew that she would not stay a straight-A student once she started college, and she also felt so guilty as Mom was already putting Tom through college; the extra fees for her would put a strain on her savings. Both she and Will had been offered a week at one of the largest science-based companies in the state who had their offices in town, and they did give out sponsorships with strings attached, of course. But even if it were just a few thousand dollars, it would help…

Zoe got up and suggested hot drinks. She had brought her own tin of chocolate powder with her tonight. Abbey could feel her Hair take immediate interest in the conversation, so she raised her hand.

“Large mug for sharing over here, please!”

As Zoe left the room, Abbey could sense that Jilly had moved closer. She was just about to say,

“Be careful! Don’t touch the Hair! It doesn’t like it!” when she saw that hundreds of strands were gently covering Jilly’s face with soft stroking motions, and thought “You two-faced turncoat! Just because she gave you a chocolate yesterday!” She could hear Jilly giggling as it was now tickling her. She sighed and fired a thought to her Hair and Companion.

“Whatever you are thinking, the answer is ‘No’!”

Every so often, when she was alone with Jilly, the Companion had made suggestions. Tonight was no different.

“THIS IS NORMAL. JILLY LIKES YOU, AND SHE WILL MAKE A GOOD FRIEND.”

Again, Abbey replied in her mind.

“No. It is my body, and I am not interested. I am a girl, and I like guys. And, well, also Zoe… Heck! Stop trying to confuse me!”

And again, new thoughts appeared, which were not hers.

“SHE DOES LIKE YOU. SHE HAS A NICE BODY. WHY FIGHT YOUR NEEDS?”

Abbey lay back and closed her eyes.

“Go get a haircut! I’m not interested!”

There was movement, and Abbey opened her eyes to find that she was staring directly into Jilly’s. The Hair had pulled Jilly off the ground and pressed her onto Abbey until they were almost nose-to-nose.

Abbey sent a hurried mental message to Capillus for Zoe to get back - right now! Then, very slowly, she said aloud, “Jilly, this may sound odd in these circumstances, but please, whatever you do and this is very important - do not kiss me! Fight it!”

The last words Abbey remembered hearing from Jilly were, “You mean like this?”

Abbey’s fight to control her body was to no avail as her Hair swept up and covered as much of Jilly’s skin as it could get at. A blast of primeval pleasure hit her so hard that she passed out.

When Abbey came around, the Hair had released them both, and Jilly was lying next to her wide-eyed and with a look that spoke volumes. She had not passed out! Jilly looked at Abbey and then, with difficulty, spoke.

“Ooo… er… is that… I mean…. is that… well… what… er… what did you mean by… don’t kiss!? If that’s why, then, boy, am I glad I ignored your warning! My God! Is that what you and Zoe get up to?! If so, boy! It is gooood!!!!”

Abbey sat up to check whether she was still wearing clothes and then muttered partly to herself,

“I do so hope you like chocolate! If not, you will now! Welcome to the chocolate sisterhood!”

Zoe entered the room carrying three mugs and called over.

“Didn’t anyone hear me call?! Next time, you make the drinks! Capillus knocked a whole mug of hot chocolate all over me! If he couldn’t carry the weight, he should have said! Then he wouldn’t let me wash the floor until he’d licked up as much as he could. God, I’m glad the cameras are all off! I was face down on the floor with my butt in the air like a vacuum cleaner for most of the time! Abbs, can I borrow your tracksuit again? I can’t go home looking like this.”

She showed them her once-pale-green tracksuit, which was now largely a wet sticky brown colour, as she handed them the drinks. Jilly gulped hers down in one go, then lay back and went right to sleep.

“What’s got into sleeping beauty?” said Zoe.

“Me, I expect,” thought Abbey.

“Probably some sort of Zen technique. Just ignore her.”

With that she also closed her eyes in the hope that the room would stop moving by the time she reopened them.

Zoe went over to Jilly and tapped her gently with a foot, which just caused her to change sleeping positions and softly begin to snore.

“Okay! What’s going on? I only left the room for a couple of minutes, and this is not a normal situation - even for us!”