From The Ashes Of Misery...

"...Bad Time, I know, hun." Bonnie said rather quickly with very clear and deep regret in her voice, lowering her head and turning it to the side a bit to avoid looking Duffy in the eye now. She couldn't help but feel rude and selfish for denying Duffy some good ol' love making because she was having an episode over her appearance. Bonnie was a tough cat but she lacked some self-esteem when it came down to her looks. She was confident in her body and felt very blessed to have such a sexy figure that included a bountiful bust and a very round rump that ended the whole 'White Girls have no booty' stereotype. At least for her.

Again, Bonnie was always thankful to The Big Guy Upstairs for her body. But she always felt conscious about her face and her hair compared to other girls. Always the butchy one.

Still, Duffy's words cheered her up. She turned back to the Scot and grinned with amusement at her remark just as Duffy wrapped an arm around around her and pulled her in close. Her next statement made Bonnie smile lightly but she wished a few pints WOULD actually take care of her issues. She blushed though as Duffy kissed her cheek and traced her lips towards her ear before (Most likely) telling the Texan girl not to worry about things like this before adding that she was... A Bonnie rose. Bonnie Gastin had more or less learned what the term 'Bonnie' meant. It meant 'Pretty' or 'Attractive'. How ironic for her runaway Father of Scottish decent to give her a name that meant something she felt she never was.

But nevertheless, when Bonnie heard Duffy call her a Bonnie Rose, The Texan girl began to tear up a bit as got her arms around Duffy's waist and pulled her in closer. With the exception of her Mom, Betty Lou and Clyde, Bonnie was never really told she was attractive. Back Home the girls were always cold and the boys usually talked about her body more. So to hear this from Duffy in a tone that felt oh so genuine, Bonnie's heart felt very full.

Still, she cocked to her head to side as Duffy got a hold of the headband and removed it, letting Bonnie's hair fall down as a result, putting some over her eyes and mouth, prompting Bonnie to blow it away with a firm puff. She also barely understood Duffy.

"Babe... I love ya, But damn... I can't understand ya sometimes. I caught the hair part though. Heh." Bonnie said in between sniffles with an affectionate stare before she felt Duffy grab her by the hair and pull her down backwards. "Yipe!" Bonnie let out as the sudden 'bend', feeling Duffy's chest against her own while her eyes pierced hers. Making Bonnie's cheeks turn red, listening to Duffy's statement that would make the red-eyed Bonnie give a wide and warm smile that was helped by Duffy's goofy grin.

"...Heh... Duff, I ain't good with long hair, babe. Never really liked spendin' all that time combin' it and shit... Get what I mean?" Asked Bonnie, still smiling warmly as she brought up her hand to Duffy's cheek and caressed it softly.

Duffy shook her head so that she was saying no to Bonnie's words but also letting her own long hair flop over them so that it tickled Bonnie's face. 'Nae. I dun nae git what ye're sayin, lassie. A dun nae give a shite 'bout combin an given two fucks 'bout it." The girl said as she leaned in closer to Bonnie. Duffy leaned in and sloppily kissed Bonnie's cheek. "Long hair ain't just fer prissy lasses, ya twat." Duffy said with a grin. "Anyone runnin their gob 'bout me bein a wee lil priss an I'll buff their gaw right proper!' She said and brought up her fist and nudged it into Bonnie's jaw before leaning in and giving the girl a sloppy French kiss.

Bonnie's eyes would shut a bit as Duffy flopped her hair over the Texan's face, smiling the whole time and not disliking the feeling of Duffy's hair in her face one bit. It was soft too. Her strong and assertive words though made Bonnie's head perk up before she blushed from the sloppy kiss. She listened to what the Scot had to tell her and felt her words made ALOT of sense and would just grin as Duffy stated that she would clock anyone who called her 'prissy', something Bonnie sure as hell didn't want to be either. She hated dresses!

Feeling Duffy's fist nudge her jaw lightly, Bonnie grinned at The Scot. Her reluctance was lifted and she had been given great enthusiasm now more than ever before thanks to Duffy. She made her feel good. Made her feel beautiful too. Bonnie then brought her arms around Duffy's head and turn herself slightly as Duff leaned in to plant that sloppy french kiss that Bonnie welcomed happily, pressing her lips tightly against the Scott's while letting her tongue protrude out to tease her lover's tongue and deepen the kiss further, moaning into the girl's mouth from the embrace that was sheer bliss for Bonnie.

Bonnie was sold on growing out her hair.