A warm beam of light was what first dragged Memori from her sweet, deep slumber. As she slowly (and quite hesitantly) opened her eyes, she felt an unfamiliar weight on her body.
Hmmm... She thought. Did I bring a comforter in with me last night? Odd, Unghh, what did happen last night?
As Memori’s eyes begun to adjust to the morning rays, her memory slowly began to return to her.
She had gone to a bar – of course. She had met Marilyn there and they had danced until well beyond closing time. It had been magic. Then they had come home.
The memories of what happened after that quickly flooded into her mind and she began to go pink from the images and sensations as they played back before her. She soon realized, without needing to look down, what the weight was on her body.
After her eyes adjusted to the brightness, Memori looked down to see Marilyn’s face buried between her breasts, sleeping peacefully.
She looked so much like a sleeping angel or a princess that Memori smiled softly. It had been right. Everything was perfect and this morning was truly everything she had dreamt it should be.
“Princess…” Memori uttered softly, gently stroking her lover’s head and blushing a little from the puffs of breath which swam through the clefts bosom. “Sweetie, it’s morning.”
Marilyn woke up and like Memori was initially shocked at where she was, and then embarrassed due to the memories which swept in. Soon, however, she regained her composure and with a loving smile and rubbed her nose between her lover’s breasts.
“Hmm…I think this is my favourite kind of breakfast in bed.” She giggled. “Memori au naturel.”
“Oh Marilyn…” the brunette gasped and mewed lovingly.
Marilyn slowly pulled her body further up Memori’s and they kissed a little more; then she gently stroked Memori’s hair from her forehead and softly sang a morning tribute to her lover with a whispy, angelic voice:
“You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy,
When skies are gray.
You’ll never know girl,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take
My sunshine away.”
“Never...I’ll never leave you” Memori coo’ed and hugged her darling close.
They remained in that embrace for hours, unable to let go for a second. The love burned its way out of their hearts and into each other’s chests, causing a pleasurable warm sensation to penetrate and run through them.
Finally a maid knocked on the door and softly said. “Ms. Memori, Ms. Carry, I’m sorry, but um, your breakfast is getting cold, you two should come and get it soon.”
Memori smiled and stuck her tongue out. “Well…it sounds like our secret is out.”
Marilyn giggled “With all the noise YOU made, I’m not surprised. Poor Matthew, we’ll have to peel him off the ceiling now.”
“All the noise *I* made…wait a…” Memori began to complain, but upon hearing Marilyn’s last comment she began to laugh. “Yeah, I can imagine how he felt. Although Baron is still probably wondering why we kept said we were coming, but never showed up.”
Both girls laughed heartily, their naked bodies shaking against one another with laughter as they thought of these things.
“Well,” Marilyn said and tweaked Memori’s cute little nose, “Let’s get dressed. I imagine it’s going to be quite a day, Mrs. Carry.”
Memori smiled softly and nodded. “I can’t wait to see the look on your…”
“I can.” Marilyn sighed, as she pulled back the covers slowly, uncovering both of their bodies and allowing the soft morning light to shine on them.
She slowly got up and reached for her underclothing, putting them on as she talked.
“I’m actually worried what Daddy will think. He really was big on me marrying a boy and having lots of grandsons. I’m not quite sure what his take on this will be.”
Memori got up slowly as well and slipped into her clothing, watching Marilyn’s smooth back as she fastened her bra straps.
“Want me to try to speak with him, Marilyn-sama?”
“No, it’s better if I talk to him first, he prefers honesty and frankness. You might say it’s a Carry family value. I’ll call you in as soon as we’ve sorted it out, okay?”
Memori nodded having finished sliding on her pants, burrowing her head through her shirt and poking her two arms and head through the openings.
“I’ll wait for you then, Princess.” She replied.
Now dressed, the two girls softly looked at one another in the morning light. Marilyn pulled her close and they shared one last, deep kiss. They held it for a few minutes then broke apart and smiled.
“Don’t worry.” Marilyn said. “I won’t ever let you go.”
“Don’t worry.” Memori whispered. “Your sunshine’s not going anywhere either, Princess.”
It was no surprise how the Team Marilyn breakfast table was. Baron and Pudding were happily eating while Matthew was sitting stunned at the table. Drool was hanging out of his mouth and his eyes were gazing off into an unseen destination.
The pervert’s probably imagining us doing it right now, the lech. Memory thought to herself as they took their places at the table. Marilyn made a point of moving her own chair a little closer to Memori’s seat and smiled at her.
“Morning Memori-chan, Marilyn-sama!” Pudding chimed. “Up late this morning eh? Must be too much blood in their alcohol system, ne Baron-san?”
Baron looked up from his plate of sausages and looked at the two ladies. “It’s a terrible thing alcohol. It impairs your ability to move, which explains why you two were unable to walk anywhere last night!”
Memori high-five’ed Marilyn and giggled. “Knew he’d say that!”
Pudding grinned more. “I don’t think the alcohol was too much. I think the journey was much better than the destination. It was the going and not the coming, eh Matthew?”
Pudding elbowed the other man playfully, who was then broken out of his revelry.
“I DIDN’T HEAR ANYTHING! I DON’T KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON!?!?! IT’S ALL PLUTONIC YES! THEY’RE BOTH PROFESSIONAL WOMEN WHO…”
His voice was broken off by Memori smacking his head with an empty plate.
“Well, since you saw and heard nothing, there’s nothing to get excited about is there, Captain Happy? I don’t even want to know if you’ve been planning to drill a hole into my room yet.”
“Ah…so THAT’S what the new drill was for!” Baron shouted.
“It was to hang a picture!” Matthew shouted manically. “A picture I tell you!”
“YOU JERK!” Memori shouted. “Leave us out of your fantasies! And stop listening in to our personal activities.”
“Try keeping it down then!” Matthew cried back. “My room’s right next to yours you know!!! Geez, can’t a man get his beauty sleep.”
“You need a lot more than sleep to solve YOUR problems, Mister!” Memori retorted.
“I have something in MY room that sounds like a drill.” Marilyn smiled. “I doubt it will hang a picture, but I find it very helpful with my sleeping problems.”
The rest of Team Marilyn just turned and looked disgustedly at Marilyn, all except of course for Baron, who completely missed the point (as usual) and was back to eating his mountain of food.
The rest of the meal went fine, with just some idle chatter between them (and the regular banter between Memori and Matthew) until Marilyn signified finishing her meal, by wiping the white cloth across her round pink lips and gently set the material on the table.
She then sighed. “I’m sorry if we disturbed you last night, boys. I can assure you we shall be more discreet from now on. It was quite rude of us.”
Pudding smiled and shook his hands, saying his trademark. “It’s all good. It’s all good.”
“No, we need to be more considerate, especially for you three. I also need to let you three know that this isn’t temporary, we plan to make it permanent. Memori and I want to marry.”
“Wow. Congrats you two!”
“Isn’t that a little too soon? It was just one night!”
“WHAT!?!? Marry??!?! Which guys and why haven’t I met them?!?”
The last line was of course spoken by their resident giant, who looked worriedly from person to person. Everyone just looked at him them and then at each other.
How to explain it in simple terms to this man? They all thought.
“Ah this will be tricky.” Marilyn sighed. “Hmmm, what to do?”
She then stood up and smiled and said. “Don’t worry Baron. Matthew and Memori will explain it all to you.”
“WHAT!?!?” Matthew said. “WHY ME!??!”
“I WANT A DIVORCE, YOU COW!!!” Memori yelled.
Marilyn cackled and walked off, leaving her team in quite a state of turmoil.
Baron looked confused at the two team mates, as Pudding began his multi-functional Kony video recorder.
Matthew hmmed. “Well...er...ah... Say, Baron, You know that one movie, The Freak Show?”
Memori quickly showed her great skill at front kicks to low regions.
“OH…the pain….Why there!??! OF ALL PLACES!??!”
“I STILL DON’T UNDERSTAND.” Baron cried.
Memori growled and started a long story about boys, girls, and girls who don’t quite like to play baseball games with boys. Meanwhile, Matthew lay on the floor, writhing in agony and Pudding filmed what would later become a winning entry in Japan’s Funniest Home Videos.
