Adagio giggled as she withdrew her lips from between Sunset’s legs, letting the poor girl fall limp against the bar as the few patrons who were watching cheered excitedly.

“I don’t think I’m ever going to get tired of this,” she purred as she stroked Sunset’s bare rear.

“I’m certain I won’t,” Sunset agreed, giggling.

Adagio giggled, flipping Sunset over and kissing her stomach. Undressing her and taking her in front of the patrons was the first, and continued to be their favorite, time they’d been intimate. Something that had happened on her first week working for her and still regularly even now that they were married.

“You know, Hazel was right about one thing,” she purred, “You were my favorite, right from the word go.”

“I guess I was…” Sunset kissed her cheek, giggling.

Adagio’s hands came up to cup Sunset’s breasts as she propped herself up higher, “You’re so gorgeous, sweetheart,” she purred.

“Thanks, Mom…” Sunset murmured, nuzzling her, “I’m just… glad it all worked out so well.”

“Worked out well is putting it lightly,” Adagio giggled, tapping Sunset’s rear, “It’s not every day you get a bartender this… daring.”

Sunset leaned against her a little, nuzzling into her neck, “If I hadn’t been delivering a pizza to you that one night, I don’t think I would’ve met you. After… what happened at the last club I worked at, I was about done with the business.”

“You mentioned that when I met you,” Adagio remembered, pulling her up and handing her shirt back to her, “What happened at that place?”

Pulling her shirt on, Sunset sighed a bit and hopped off the bar, “It’s… a long story.”

“I’ve got time,” Adagio smiled as she put a sign on the bar saying ‘Back in 30’.

“All right, then…” Sunset rubbed her arm a little bit, “I never really talked about it much, except with my mother.”

Adagio pulled up two stools as she closed the gating over the bar to give them some privacy, sensing that it was difficult for Sunset to talk about, “It’s alright. You can take your time. Mommy’s here for you,” she said, scooting over and patting her leg.

Nodding, Sunset leaned back a little bit to gather herself. She took a few deep breaths, trying not to dwell on the unpleasant memories or visions of those times. Wringing her fingers, she clasped them into her lap, trying to figure where to start.

“Well… you know about the manager being a perverted jackass. The man who ran it before was actually really nice. He was a good boss, ran the place well, and was just an overall good manager. We did have to wear sexy uniforms, but they were classy, meant to entice and not sleazy. Then he quit because he wanted to open his own bar out in Manehatten. The new guy came in, and I don’t even think two-faced begins to describe him. In front of the owner, he was a charmer and a lady killer. But when the owner wasn’t around, his ugly side came out. We tried complaining, it never worked. The asshole played the victim way too well.”

“What did he do?” Adagio asked, wrapping an arm around Sunset and gently rubbing her shoulders.

“He made us dress skimpily. We may as well have been naked. And the crowd he drew in were perverted, sleazy jackasses. Plus people from a nearby bad neighbourhood, which didn’t help at all,” Sunset sighed, shaking her head, “Unfortunately for me, I was his favourite.”

Adagio made a noise of uneasiness as she rubbed Sunset’s shoulders, leaning in and kissing her cheek, “Just like… you were my favorite…” she said hesitantly.

“Yeah, but at least you still treat the rest of your staff properly and don’t make them feel like second best. Not to mention they never treated me badly for it,” Sunset sighed, leaning back a bit against her, “He pretty much made me out to be the prettiest one, the most talented, and the one who deserved everything. I hated that. I didn’t want to be in that position. Especially not to him. He grabbed my ass, my breasts, and had even attempted to screw me. Not physically, he just tried talking me into it.”

“Oh my poor baby!” Adagio whimpered as she cuddled Sunset closer to her, kissing the top of her head as she gently rocked her, “How bad did it get?”

Sunset snuggled into her, nuzzling her shoulder, “He threatened to fire me. I went and begged the owner to have me be a bartender again. He relented, but the manager wasn’t happy. But he couldn’t do anything about it, thankfully. After that… it went downhill. The place got dirtier and dirtier. The girls and I tried so hard keeping it clean. But the manager always had his friends come in for unauthorized private parties and made a mess of the place. It got so bad, we not only had rodents, but cockroaches.”

Adagio gagged and had to turn her head away for a minute. Bugs creeped her out so badly that both the club and the apartment were practically spotless and had insect traps in every crevice, “Oh god… that’s just disgusting!”

“I know…” Sunset cringed and shivered, “It was horrible. I did my best to inspect every glass I poured, but I could only do so much. Eventually, it got shut down by the state health department, thank God. The owner finally saw how much of an idiot the manager was and got him arrested when he tried to seduce his daughter. Underaged daughter, I might add.”

“Oh my god,” Adagio giggled as she recovered from her dry heaves, “Who was the owner, anyway?”

“Some loan-firm out in South Ashfield,” Sunset shrugged.

Adagio was quiet for a second, “...Oh my god,” she laughed as she laid her face into her palm as everything started to piece itself together.

Blinking a couple times, Sunset looked at her with curiosity, “What’s so funny? ...Was it something I said?”

“Sunny… that firm belongs to Sonata’s father,” Adagio giggled, “And that club you used to work at? Used to be this one.”

Sunset’s eyes went wide before she nearly fell off her stool, “O-Oh my goodness…! No wonder this placed seemed familiar when I first came here! It was just renovated so much I didn’t recognize it. Wow… that’s… oh my gosh!”

Adagio pulled out an album from under the bar and flipped through it, laying it open as she flicked a light on to show the club before she’d had it renovated. It was a run-down, dilapidated looking structure and Adagio was standing in front of it looking disgusted as she was working on a clipboard.

“I took this place because it was so inexpensive,” Adagio remarked, “The realtor mentioned that the previous owners had been shut down by the government. When I bought it, a full week was spent cleaning out the whole place before we could start renovating.”

“Wow… it looked even worse than when I left,” Sunset murmured, wide-eyed, “Well, hey. You did an amazing job with the place. Even when it was in good condition, it didn’t look this nice.”

Adagio turned around and wrapped her arms around Sunset’s bare waist, “Thank you, sweetie. I’m glad I’m such an improvement over the last boss.”

Sunset smiled a little more, then hugged her, “You really are. Even if we weren’t together like this, I would still be here working for you.”

Adagio kissed her hair and stroked her back, “So when you said he threatened to fire you… was that because you wouldn’t have sex with him?”

“Yeah,” Sunset nodded, sighing a bit, “He kept saying a good employee would obey every command given and that he’d continue to promote me if I did. I told him he was wrong and that no employee should be promoted in that way. We argued so many times. Looking back, I should have just called the police or something. But.. I was pretty scared.”

Adagio kissed Sunset’s cheek and held her tighter, “I suppose when I first came onto you, you must have been afraid you were about to go through the same shit, huh?”

“A little. I could tell you were actually nice, but I guess I felt a little nervous anyway,” Sunset admitted, “It almost felt too close to home. Yet at the same time, I kept telling myself it was different. That you wouldn’t do what he did.”

“I guess it helped when I said I wasn’t going to fire you for telling me to back off,” Adagio smiled, kissing her cheek.

Sunset nodded, kissing her cheek back, “It really did, actually. It was all I needed to hear.”

Adagio lifted her up and settled her onto her hip, nuzzling her nose as she took ahold of her hand, “And now here we are… married.”

“And there’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” Sunset giggled.

“Well, I suppose in Twilight’s lap would be one,” Adagio snickered as she kissed Sunset’s cheek.

“...True,” Sunset admitted, laughing.

Adagio opened the gate and sat up on the bar, taking Sunset with her and nuzzling her cheek, “Tomorrow, topless bartender.”

“Okay, Mom,” Sunset giggled, kissing her nose.

“Ooh, and those really snug, black jeans you have,” Adagio giggled, cuddling her on the bar, “My girl’s a cutie with a booty.”

“I’ll definitely wear those, then,” Sunset nuzzled her hair.

“Oh goodie!” Adagio giggled, kissing her cheek, “I’ll look forward to it!”

The next afternoon, Sunset was tending the bar topless and in her favorite jeans, as she served four patrons who were all getting very excitable as the conversation got more lurid and the alcohol started building up.

“Sorry, boys. You’ve reached your limit,” Sunset chuckled, putting the bottles away and filling their glasses with root beer.

One of them stepped forward, smirking widely, “Hey, come on… We’re the paying customers here… let our wallets be the judge of that, gorgeous… Yeah… nice tits… I could get used to this…”

“Well your wallets don’t take into account that you all have to get home without stumbling out into the streets,” Sunset smirked, “And thank you, but don’t get used to it. It’s a once in a while treat as determined by the Mistress.”

“Does your ‘Mistress’ also say you can go ahead into some back room? ‘Cause all this beer’s giving me a boner, and those tits are helping,” the man licked his lips, leering at her, “A gorgeous babe like you fits the bill…”

Sunset chuckled and pointed to the room that the girls would often retreat to if they felt like fooling around. The door clearly read ‘EMPLOYEES ONLY’.

“Eh, whatever. My car’ll do just fine,” the man reached for her wrist, “Whaddaya say, toots? I’ll take you to my car and bang your fucking brains out…”

“Hey, c’mon dude, don’t be like that,” the others at the bar scoffed as Sunset pulled her wrist back.

“I don’t think so,” Sunset remarked, “I’m married and gay.”

“You think that’s gonna stop me?” The man scoffed, rolling his eyes, “Besides, tons of gay women still want the D.”

“Yeah, there’s a different term for that,” Sunset scoffed as she returned to serving the other guys their soda.

“C’mon man, don’t ruin a good thing,” his friends said in exasperation.

“Shut up, you brown nosers,” the man said with a sigh, getting up from his seat, “No one asked what you think,” he proceeded to try climbing over the bar, “C’mon, you hot little bitch, don’t give me the cold shoulder… I know you want some of this…”

Sunset turned around to see him coming over the bar and started, “Whoa!” she exclaimed, ducking back and reaching for the tazer under the bar… only to find it was actually on the other side of the bar shelves, “Ah shit…”

One of the man’s friends made a signal to someone out on the bar floor, “Hey, we got trouble over here!”

“Shut up, you asses… Trying to get me some ass-ssa-sssa-ssa-ssa-ssa-ssa-a-a-a-aaaz!” The man sputtered and froze in place as electrical buzzes were heard from behind him. He twitched spastically, even after it stopped.

Sunset breathed a sigh of relief, “Thanks Mom, I-” she looked up and stopped. It wasn’t Adagio who’d tasered him. It was Sonata. And she looked livid, “...Sona?”

“You jerk, how dare you do that to my wife!” Sonata snarled, then spoke into her cell phone, “Yes, hi, I’d like to report a man committing sexual harassment against an employee. The Razzle Dazzle on Route sixty-nine; the man is tall, short dark hair, gray eyes. Yes, our bouncer will escort the officer. Thank you! Have a great day, Chief!” She turned her phone off and then smiled, “Sorry that took so long, Sunny.”

“Yeah, no worries,” Sunset put a hand on her chest and breathed deeply, looking down at the man as he was twitching, “...Wait a minute… holy shit!”

“What?” the four other patrons asked.

“I used to work for this guy,” Sunset said, as she retreated back to Sonata’s side, “He ran that sleazy club that was shut down…”

Sonata’s eyes went wide before she hugged Sunset and kissed her cheek, “Oh, I’m sorry, Sunny! Don’t you worry, that asshole is going to really get it this time.”

“Thanks,” Sunset kissed Sonata’s cheek as she sat down on the stool.

“Are you alright?” one of the patrons asked.

Sunset nodded, “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little shaken up.”

“...Do you want a shirt?”

Sunset shook her head, “Nah, I just want this creep off my floor.”

Sunset could hear it. The tiny ‘Yes’ from the patron. She smirked against Sonata’s shoulder, letting out a chuckle.

After a little while, the police arrived, with two officers coming in. Sonata flagged them down, pointing out the man still on the floor. When they lifted him up and got a good look at him, the male officer sighed heavily, clearly recognizing him.

“You again, huh?” He groaned, cuffing his wrists behind his back, “Thought your probation was no bars.”

The man groaned, his tongue still fuzzy from the electricity.

“Thank you, officer,” Sunset smiled, pouring up more soda for the other patrons.

“No problem, ladies,” the male officer smiled and gave a wink, clearly appreciating the view.

“Come on, Hector, you can enjoy the peep show off the clock,” said the female officer, but she was giggling, “Let’s get this guy back in jail.”

As the officers left, the patrons turned back to Sunset and Sonata, “So pardon my asking, but has there ever been any getting freaky with the customers?”

Sonata shook her head, “No, it’s very very very very rare. And even then, it would be after the club closed. Mommy is very strict about that sort of policy.”

“Yeah, it’s a strip club, not a brothel,” Sunset remarked with a smirk, “Only ones allowed to have sex with the bartender is her wives.”

The patron gave a shrug, “Oh well. At least the view is great,” he raised his glass as if he was giving a toast.

Giggling, Sonata leaned in and gave each of Sunset’s breasts a kiss and a nuzzle, “Mm-hmm…”

Sunset giggled and patted Sonata’s head, “You’re all too much,” she smiled.

“Love you too, Sunny!” Sonata hugged her and kissed her cheeks, “Wait till we tell Mommy about this one!”

“Oh my god, she’s gonna blow a gasket,” Sunset snickered.

“I take it your wife doesn’t exactly take this kind of thing lying down?” Said one of the patrons, chuckling.

“That’s the nice way of putting it,” Sonata said, nodding.

Adagio sat at the table, pouring over her personnel files as she absently wrote on a notepad. At first she’d wanted to can the idea of topless bartenders completely after she’d heard about what had happened with Sunset. But both Sunset and Sonata had convinced her otherwise… after a very long, hot, soapy shower.

“Those two fight dirty,” she chuckled as she made a note on her pad.

Footsteps were heard, before Aria came into the room, carrying a few boxes of bottles, no doubt a new shipment for the bar. She set them on the floor near the table, then sat on a chair to open and inspect them.

“Hey, Ma,” she greeted, “What’cha doin’?”

“Well, despite the little incident last night, having the bartenders go shirtless is very popular,” Adagio said, looking up tiredly, “Been going through the personnel trying to find more girls willing to do it.”

She glanced down at her pad, where she’d been making a few notes on her current bartenders.

SHIMMER, SUNSET - Accepted

LEAF, SWEET - Declined

DAZZLE, ARIA - Declined

POMMEL, COCO - Declined

SCRATCH, VINYL - Accepted

“No dice?” Aria guessed, taking out one of the bottles and looking it over carefully. She frowned, squinted, and then took out some reader glasses to inspect closer. “Clean…” She placed it aside, and pulled out another bottle.

“Small dice,” Adagio corrected, “I only have five regular bartenders, and the only ones willing to do it are Sunny and Vinyl.”

“Can’t say I’m surprised,” Aria chuckled, “Vinyl definitely has no shame.”

Adagio chuckled, “I swear, if I actually listen to some of these patrons and get a brothel license, Vinyl’s going to be the first one asking to change positions.”

Aria gave a laugh, “Now that’d be really cool to see what she’d do. Still, I have to say, for Sunny to still pull through even with what happened is pretty admirable.”

“Sunny’s a trooper,” Adagio smiled admirably, “But with so few, I can’t really go through with it. Customers are a fickle bunch, and if they get a bartender who’s willing to take her top off, they’re going to start getting pissy when they start getting the ones who aren’t.”

“Yeah, sure is gonna be tough,” Aria agreed, placing two more bottles aside. She pulled out another, frowned, and then set it on the other side of the box, “Crack. So yeah, I don’t know. What do you think should be done overall?”

Adagio flipped over another file and glanced at the bartending schedule. Sunset had the evening shifts five days a week, while Vinyl worked the weekend evening shifts. Coco, Aria, and Sweet Leaf were spread out part-time throughout the week’s afternoon shifts. As Coco was a dancer and Sweet Leaf was a waitress, this was to be expected.

“Well I am a little lucky. Sunny’s the regular bartender, and the customers love her. Vinyl only works on weekends, so at least it’s a predictable schedule,” Adagio remarked, “I’m thinking Fridays and Saturdays. Drop enough money in the girls’ tip jar, and either Sunny or Vinyl will take their top off.”

“Seems like a good compromise,” Aria surmised, glancing toward her, “Gives the folks what they want sparingly and good for damage control.”

Adagio nodded, glancing back down at her notepad, “Hey, you never did say why you didn’t want to be a part of this, anyway…”

“No real reason. I’m just not comfortable with strangers ogling my goodies on full display,” Aria shrugged a bit.

Adagio nodded and put her files back in the cabinet as she looked over one more file, “Great, that means they’re just for me,” she giggled.

“Of course. I only want you, Sonata and Sunny seeing them. And sometimes with the occasional buddy we bring into it,” Aria said with a nod.

Adagio looked down at the pink slip on the table, before shrugging and setting it back in the cabinet, “And they’re just as pretty as you are,” she smiled, coming up behind Aria and wrapping her arms around her waist.

Aria chuckled and leaned back against her a little, “Not to toot my own horn, but oh yeah. I sure like how they turned out.”

Adagio’s hands came up to cup Aria’s breasts, “Mmhmm,” she purred, kissing her cheek.

Placing her hands over hers, Aria leaned back to nuzzle her, “What about you, Ma? Not that I’m saying you should, but I’m wondering if you ever thought about doing that. Walking around the club topless, I mean.”

“I have, but as the club’s Mistress I have to be a little more conservative,” Adagio giggled, “It’s hard to give that impression of being ‘The Boss’ when you’re just as dressed down as the dancers.”

“Yeah, true,” Aria chuckled, “Even bosses have to set their own limits to set a good example.”

Adagio nodded and cuddled Aria closer, squeezing her breasts as she nuzzled her hair, “Yup. Oh I’ve gotten requests for it, though. Everyone downstairs thinks I’m a Milf.”

“I’d probably think it too,” Aria winked.

“Of course you would,” Adagio giggled, “You went down on me when I was still a stranger to you.”

Aria blushed a little, “Aw come on… When you’re acting irrationally and about to lose your only friend for the third time, almost any option looks good.”

“Yeah, that’s why you did it,” Adagio smirked, kissing Aria’s neck.

“Well, that and you’re incredibly beautiful, it was hard to pass the chance,” Aria blew a raspberry.

“That’s more like it,” Adagio giggled, lifting Aria up onto her hip.

“Okay, seriously, how can you still carry me?” Aria pouted, “I’m a bit heavier than Sonata.”

“Not that much heavier,” Adagio giggled as she twirled around, “You, Sona and Sunny are still so skinny. I’m not feeding you enough.”

“Okay, so we’ll have cake for every meal,” Aria said dryly, “That’ll fatten us up.”

“Yeah, but it’d rot your teeth out,” Adagio chuckled, kissing Aria’s cheek.

Aria nuzzled her, “Jeez, if the three of us ballooned up… you wouldn’t even be able to lift us off the floor!”

“I wasn’t planning on renting out the motor scooters,” Adagio chuckled, squeezing Aria’s hips, “What I’m saying is I can still feel your pelvis.”

“Seriously?” Aria felt along her hips and then drew her hands back as if she’d been burnt, “Jeez! I need to put on a few pounds.”

“Told ya so,” Adagio snickered, twirling around the living room.

“You’ve made your point, Ma,” Aria rolled her eyes playfully.

Adagio smiled and plopped down into the sofa, pulling Aria with her, “Mommy loves you, Ari.”

“I love you too, Ma,” Aria hugged her close and nuzzled her neck.

Adagio tapped her fingers against the bar, looking both exhausted and angry as she glanced up at Sugar Belle, “...This is not a brothel, Sugar Belle. This is a club. What you pulled with those two patrons not only violated the contract you signed when you started here, you broke Celestia-knows how many laws in the process. I could get in a lot of trouble because of you.”

The woman in question looked down with shame, nodding slowly, “I know, and I’m very sorry. The fact I was a little drunk is no excuse.”

Adagio rolled her eyes. Sugar Belle had unsubtly mentioned the fact that she was drunk about nine times by this point. Reaching under the bar, Adagio poured herself a drink and downed it as quickly as she’d fixed it. She’d never had to do this before.

“I can’t have someone who is that much of a liability on my payroll,” she said, pointing to the door, “You’re fired.”

Nodding sadly, Sugar Belle turned away, “I understand… I’m sorry I let you down, Adagio,” was all she said before leaving, closing the door behind her.

Adagio sighed as she sat down, flipping open Sugar Belle’s file. She’d been an unusual case. Twilight had brought her here as part of Equestria’s Re-Integration program. Sugar Belle had spent ten years in an isolated cult-town off the borders of the country. Twilight had forcibly broken the whole thing up and brought the able-bodied people to be given job placements. Adagio flipped through, looking for the contact number for her caseworker as she took another drink. She’d never had to fire anyone before. She was too close to her girls to do that. The idea of firing anybody had, for a very long time, seemed completely ridiculous to her.

Taking a deep breath, she wrote down the number and closed the file, hearing the soft patter of footsteps coming down the stairs.

“...Mommy?” Came Sonata’s voice.

“I’m over here, sweetie,” Adagio sighed as she took another drink, starting to feel the familiar tingles.

“I… I just saw Sugar Belle leaving in tears…” Sonata said sadly, coming into view, “...You fired her, didn’t you…?”

Adagio nodded, leaning forward onto the bar, “Mmhmm…”

Exhaling, Sonata nodded and sat down next to her, bringing her arms around her, “I’m sorry, Mommy.”

Adagio reached up and squeezed Sonata’s arms, “Ugh… I never want to see a face like that again…”

“A face like what?” Sonata murmured, nuzzling her cheek.

“Sugar Belle’s… crying,” Adagio whimpered, nuzzling into Sonata’s neck.

Sonata sniffled, holding her close, “I-I know, Mommy… But you did what you had to do as her boss. I-I don’t want her to go, but it’s necessary… I feel bad, too… I wish we could’ve helped her.”

Adagio wrapped her arms around Sonata’s shoulders and snuggled closer, “There’s times I hate being the boss…”

“Oh, Mommy…” Sonata held her tighter, nuzzling her hair, “You do have to make tough decisions sometimes… And she must know that. We all do…”

“It still sucks, though,” Adagio said quietly, squeezing tightly to Sonata’s shoulders.

“I know… I’m sad, too…” Sonata murmured, “I liked her, Mommy… She was really nice and made delicious treats. But it’s okay… it’s all going to be fine.”

Adagio sighed and clung tighter to Sonata, nuzzling into her neck, “I guess this means I need to fill her position…”

“One step at a time, Mommy,” Sonata said softly, kissing her head, “First, you need to relax.”

Adagio snuggled closer and peered up at her, “Look at you… being a Mommy for Mommy…”

Giggling a little, Sonata gave her a sweet kiss, then nuzzled her nose, “Of course, Mommy. You’ve done so much for all of us. And I sure love to be a Mommy for Mommy! Like when you get sick.”

Adagio smiled and snuggled closer, remembering the time she’d come down with a really nasty flu and Sonata had waited on her hand and foot for an entire week. She snuggled closer and kissed her neck, “Mommy loves you, Sona-baby.”

“And I love you too, Mommy,” Sonata cuddled her close.

“You’re there for Sunny, now you’re there for me,” Adagio smiled, “My little Sona’s growing up.”

Giggling, Sonata nuzzled her, “Awww, hey, I try!”

Adagio pulled herself up and kissed Sonata’s cheek, “Actually… there’s something I wanted to talk to you about, sweetie.”

“Mm? What is it, Mommy?” Sonata looked at her with curiosity.

Adagio pulled back from her and reached under the bar to pull out a lockbox. Opening it up, she extracted a folded set of papers and handed it to her, “This…”

Sonata took it and opened it up, reading the heading, ‘THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF ADAGIO MARJORIE DAZZLE.’

“Ooh, your Will?” Sonata said with surprise, then looked at her, “Good idea, Mommy. Getting this all out in writing ahead of time is good thinking.”

“Read it,” Adagio said, nodding.

Sonata read through, her expression growing from innocent curiosity to confusion. Adagio was leaving everything, the club, the apartments, the other property she owned, all of her wealth, everything… to her.

“Mommy…? You’re… leaving everything to me?” Sonata scanned it once more, seeing once more than it was all to her. “...Just me?”

Adagio nodded, “If it wasn’t for you… I wouldn’t have any of this.”

“B-But… Mommy… It’s too much! I can’t accept this!” Sonata looked at her with worry, “I-I know I helped a bit, but, all of your success was your own doing.”

Adagio laid a hand over Sonata’s and smiled, “Sweetie… It wasn’t just getting me the loan. Getting this whole place set up, building my life out here, powering through those first two years of barely making ends meet… I couldn’t have done that without you.”

“...Really?” Sonata looked at her with a blushy, amazed expression, “I-I mean… I’m glad I could be there for you and all! I just never knew you felt this strongly.”

“I do,” Adagio said, fiddling with her wedding ring, “Mommy wouldn’t be where she is without her Sona-baby…”

Sonata’s hands shook, but she looked down at her own wedding ring, then at Adagio’s. She hugged her tightly, nuzzling her cheek, “Oh, Mommy… You have no idea how much that means to me. I love you sooo much and I’ve wanted to do as much as you have for me. Because you deserve all of it!”

Adagio squeezed tightly to Sonata’s torso and nuzzled her cheek, “I love you so much… you were my little angel, right when I needed you.”

“Aww, you were always my angel, Mommy… I’m glad I could be your angel, too,” Sonata kissed her cheek, “Hee… looks like we were both angels to each other in different ways.”

Adagio nodded as she pulled back, looking at Sonata for a few seconds before she closed the distance again and softly kissed her. Holding to her tightly, Sonata kissed back sweetly, bringing a hand up to play with her hair. Lifting Sonata up off her feet, Adagio carried her over to one of the many sofas spread out around the dancer’s stage and settled down onto it, laying Sonata down onto her chest as she deepened the kiss. Giggling, Sonata settled down on top of her and tousled her hair, kissing her deeply. She could feel Adagio’s heart beating against her, which was further enhancing the moment.

Entwining her fingers around Sonata’s ponytail, Adagio gently untied it and let her hair fall loose over her back and shoulders, mewling softly as she buried her hands into the soft strands. Sonata cooed in response, bringing her arms around her shoulders as she toyed with the soft, curly strands. It was heavenly, to just be here like this, taking in her scent and just how warm Adagio felt. It almost made her feel fifteen again, growing closer and closer to the lovely woman who had reached out to her.

“Mmm... “ Adagio moaned, running her fingers down Sonata’s back, “Sona… I’m so glad you were at that bus station all those years ago…”

Sonata nuzzled her and stroked her cheek, “I’m glad I was, too… I hated how I felt, but… going there still brought me to you.”

Adagio kissed Sonata’s forehead as the two relaxed against the sofa, “I love you… I can’t imagine my life without you.”

“Me neither… And I don’t wanna,” Sonata kissed her cheek, “A life without you in it would be so… I don’t know, it’d be sucky.”

Adagio kissed her cheek and rolled over so she could spoon Sonata properly, “It would be sucky…” she whispered. Next Chapter: Mommyyyyyyyyyyyy! Estimated time remaining: 31 Minutes