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Shelter in the Storm

By: Alex the Cat



Disclaimers: This is an uber tale that deals with some rather sensitive issues like depression, death and rape. But there is hope for our two characters.

Heartfelt thanks to my beta reader ---- you are the best --- my friend and my guide. Thank you so much for all that you have offered me.

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The long figure rolled over. An arm draped itself over the edge of the bed. The once joyous face full of life, that lay sleeping, was now only filled with sadness, apathy, and death. Andy Navarro’s world came crashing down on her in just one month, so many years ago. 

Her mother came to an untimely death in a tragic car accident. Andy had been under the influence of heroin at the time that she lunged over from the passenger side and grabbed the steering wheel to turn them away from the rehabilitation center that Mrs. Navarro attempted to get her daughter registered in. As the car spun across the wide expanse of the street, a semi-truck that was behind them wasn’t able to stop in time before it collided into the driver’s side door. Mrs. Navarro was considered a DOA by the emergency room staff. 

Andy never forgave herself for the short-lived drug addiction. At the time, she had justified needing it in order to forget. To forget the pains of watching her lover repeatedly raped and then proceed to take her own life in front of Andy. The bonds that held Andy down to the chair that one horrific night were impossible for her to break, and crying out was of no use with the gag in her mouth. 

Now Andy was nothing more than a shell of a person who really had nothing to live for.

***********

All was great on this sunny afternoon at the dog and cat shelter. The four employees worked together, each attending to their tasks. Jaime and Erin went to let the dogs out in the yard for their daily afternoon playtime, while Maxx and Kris took time to play with and cuddle the cats.

The front door opened, and in walked the infamous short blonde owner of the place. She locked the door once again behind her and began looking through the adoption appointments lying behind the front counter.

“Hi Morgan. How’s it going?” Jaime exclaimed upon seeing his boss. His flamboyant nature was never lost on anyone who met him.

The young blonde smiled at her long time friend. “Doing good. How are you?”

“Oh excellent. I met a real hottie last night at the gym. A first timer to the weight room so I had the total pleasure of showing him the ropes.” He brushed his eyebrows down with his pinkie finger.

“I’m sure you showed him more than the ropes.” She commented sarcastically.

“My dear, I am a gentleman…but I did want to jump his body in the shower.” He fanned himself as he thought about the steamy shower event. 

Morgan laughed. “Jaime you’re such a cutie. Any guy will be so lucky to have you.” She patted his shoulder. “Now how’s business today?”

“Well, we had two families come in this morning to look at cats. Applications were filled out and Kris called in the references. Both families show flying colors, so they’ll be returning tomorrow. The cats are already tagged in the computer.”

“Sounds great. Well there’s twenty minutes left before we re-open so I’ll join you guys in the yard.” 

“Goodie.” He clapped his large hands ecstatically. “I want to show you the new tricks Sparticus can do, and you know that Rottweiler with the behavior problems who came in last week? He’s finally learned some manners.”

**********

A single light clicked on in the small dingy apartment. Sad blue eyes looked around at nothing in particular. The figure rose and threw on a ripped pair of jeans from off the floor. A long sleeve buttoned shirt was pulled from the back of the couch and fitted. At the refrigerator, a large hand grabbed the carton of vitamin D milk. Chugging some of it down, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Andy pulled on the black leather boots and grabbing her leather biker jacket and keys, she walked out the door. 

The flashing neon lights in the window of the PussyCat Club attracted patrons from near and far. There was already a line in front that went half way down the block. The LGBT community was ready to let loose on this pleasantly cool Friday night.

A tall dark figure cloaked in the shadows of the street slipped into the club through the side entrance.

The two bartenders were busy serving the crowd of people wanting drinks. One of them caught a glimpse of the tall figure in her peripheral vision. “Yo, Andy.” She called out.

The figure dived under the counter and stood directly next to her. “What is it?” She asked with an air of coolness.

“We’re going to need a couple of more cases of Tequila for tomorrow night’s south of the border bash. And also, Mickey called in. She busted two fingers at the shop today. She said she’ll still come in but may be late.”

“Damn, so she’s going to need help with security.” Andy ran fingers through her raven hair. “Alright, get however many cases you need tomorrow morning. Remind me to give you the corporate card at closing. I’ll come back down in about an hour when it starts to get crazy in here.”

**********

Morgan shut down the computer and let out a deep sigh. Her eyes were burning from staring at the screen for so long. She began to rub them and think about what movie she was going to watch tonight. Suddenly a cold wet nose nudged her elbow softly. She looked down into the black eyes of a black and brown Rottweiler. “Hi Pugsley. Did you sneak back here to see me?”

The dog wagged his tail with excitement.

She patted his head then scratched behind his ears.

Kris walked down the hall towards the office. “So this is where you wandered off to Pugsley. Now you know it’s time to watch 102 Dalmatians with all the others. Come on now, Maxx and Erin are waiting for youa.”

The Rottie took a seat and looked between the two women and continued wagging his tail.

“Pugsley, be a good boy and go to the TV room.” Kris stated.

He sneezed once in protest then took off.

Jaime walked in. “Morgan, honey, we are going to the PussyCat Club tonight and we want you to come.”

She started to protest. “No, I don’t…”

“Nah ah, darling. Don’t give me any lip. You are coming with Kris and I. Sweetie you never go out. Come on now, you should be flaunting that hot body you have ---- dancing, drinking, laughing, and just having a good time.”

“He’s right Morgan,” Kris interrupted. “Maxx and Erin are in for the night. All of the animals are fine. So it’s time for the three of us to have fun.”

Morgan rolled sea green eyes at them and finally relented.

**********

The music was loud, the dance floor was crowded, and the room was filled with cigarette smoke. Everyone was having a good time including the three friends sitting at the bar. 

A couple of stools down from them sat an inebriated butch with a shaved head. She was flailing her arm around in some kind of gesture and started to get loud in the conversation she carried on with herself. “All of them’s bitches. I hate ‘em. You fall for them, give ‘em ev’rythin’ and what do you get back? Shit ---- that’s what they give ya.”

Those nearby started to stare. The bartender made eye contact with the tall figure casually leaning against the wall.

The butch continued with her rant until a large hand dropped heavily on her shoulder. Turning around, she looked into stormy blue eyes. “What da fuck ya want.” She declared.

“It’s time for you to go home.” The tall figure in the black T-shirt with the word “security” printed in yellow letters across the back, said. She didn’t wait to get a response as she hoisted the drunken woman up and lead her quickly out the front. She waved down a taxicab.

“You can’t push me around. I’m gonna knock you out bitch.” The butch said.

“How about if I knock you out?” Andy declared more than questioned. In the blink of an eye she threw a punch between the hazel eyes. Pushing her into the back seat of the cab that pulled up, she dug around for the wallet, read out the address to the driver, and handed him $40 from her own pocket. But before leaving, she leaned in towards the driver with a sinister sneer and made bold eye contact with him. “I have your ID number. If I find out something happened to her and she didn’t make it home safely, I’m coming after you personally. Do you understand?”

Wide eyed, he drew back a bit. “Uh…. Ye…yeah. I understand.”

She then turned around and walked back inside.

After watching the entire interaction, Jaime sat there fanning himself with both hands. “Did you see that security person? Honey, if I were straight, I’d be begging to be her slave. She was so yummy looking.”

Kris leaned over. “Why don’t you try asking her out Morgan?”

“What? Me?? No. I’m sure she’s busy. I don’t want to ask her while she’s working.”

“Oh, come on. Bullshit Morgan. Just do it.”

Jaime added his two cents. “Honey, you can’t be living your life like an old maid.”

“I…don’t know…maybe I’ll try asking later.”

***********

At 3am, the last call was made that the bar was closing. Disgruntled sounds were made from the patrons who were still there. The DJ played the final song as the lights turned up.

Morgan was already home, and tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn’t understand why she was having problems with insomnia when she would normally clock out as soon as her head hit the pillow. Finally deciding to get up, she got dressed and went for a drive. 

Andy sat against the front of the club with a half empty bottle of Amaretto. There were times, when she couldn’t sleep that she would go to the club and finish off a bottle that was already open. On this particular night, she decided to sit out front because the breeze was so fresh and cool.

At some point in Morgan’s driving, she found herself down by the club again. Sitting there tapping the steering wheel, she wondered why she came back here. She stared out across the street, and in the dim lighting she was sure she saw someone sitting on the sidewalk against the club’s doors. As she squinted hoping to get a better look, she didn’t notice the two men approaching her vehicle from behind.

“Hey baby, you lookin’ for some fun?” The first man with the black goatee asked just as he pulled the door open.

She was grabbed by the shoulder and yanked out. Screaming, she struggled with him.

Then out of nowhere, he was forcefully yanked off of Morgan and just flew off across the car’s hood.

At that moment, piercing blue eyes connected with frightened green ones.

All of a sudden, the second guy came around and smashed a beer bottle against the tall figure’s temple. Andy almost lost her balance. When she regained her footing, she turned and got him in a chokehold with her hands. In her rage she lifted him off his feet.

His eyes grew wide as he clawed at the arms of her jacket.

“You’re killing him.” Morgan cried out.

“Scum deserve to die.” Was the response that was given in return.

“Please don’t.” She pleaded.

Andy looked at the young woman and felt a stirring in her heart. Returning her gaze to the trash in her hands, she punched the guy square in the nose knocking him unconscious and dropped him onto the street. Andy stood there a moment trying to calm her racing heart, and then she looked back to the small woman.

Morgan saw that her tall savior was hit and the blood was trailing down a sculptured cheek. “You’re hurt. I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

“Don’t need one.” The tall woman responded and began to walk away.

Morgan was sure what to do, but she did feel compelled to make sure her savior got to wherever she was going, safely. She got in the car and slowly followed her. At the next street, she saw the back of the figure stumble in front of a building. She immediately parked the car and ran over. She made it just in time before the door of the building closed. Moving cautiously up the stairs, she tried to listen for any noise. In the dim lighting of the hall, on the third floor landing, she saw the figure slumped over in front of a door. She approached her and took the keys that had fallen. She presumed that the door had to be the right apartment, so she tried the key and went in.

Andy stirred and put a hand to her head hoping to stop the throbbing pain. Blue eyes opened and things looked a bit blurry. She crawled in through the open doorway and up into the bed.

Morgan came out of the kitchen and shook her head. “Well, at least you got yourself in. I didn’t know how I was going to pick you up.” She commented to the unconscious figure. Her nose cringed again at the awful smell inside the place. Turning on all the lights, she then opened a couple of windows to get some fresh air in. She managed to pull the jacket off of the woman along with the boots and jeans. She checked the wound and it was still bleeding. Going into the bathroom, she was disgusted by the unsightly grime everywhere. She looked in the cabinets and found some first aid supplies.

Morgan knelt at the edge of the bed to look more closely at the nasty cut. After thoroughly wiping the area clean and applying a couple of butterfly strips, she took a seat next to her. 

She gazed around the room and could not believe how this person lived here. There were pizza boxes and cereal boxes everywhere. Clothes littered the floor, the couch, the kitchen table and even the shelves that held a handful of books. She looked at a couple of the titles. Moving On After the Death of A Beloved; How To Deal With Death; The Passing of the Dead; Not Giving Up When Death Claims A Loved One. “My god, your soul is hurting.” She softly said to no one.

Morgan turned sea green eyes to the long figure on the bed, and she decided to try and do some good --- to help in some way. Going back into the kitchen she searched through all of the cabinets until she came across what she needed.

***********

Andy’s bladder was screaming for relief. She slowly opened pain-ridden eyes and made her way to the bathroom. When she was finished, she searched the medicine cabinet for Excedrin. Popping three in her mouth, she drank from the faucet then looked at herself in the mirror where she noticed the bandages at her temple. “What the…?” Slowly her mind recalled what happened, but she didn’t remember bandaging herself up or taking off her clothes. She returned to the main room and began to notice things were amiss. All of her laundry was gone; all of the food cartons and other garbage were gone. At the other end of the room in front of the TV, she saw a small figure curled up in the recliner. 

Morgan began to shiver, so she held her jacket that she used to cover herself, tighter in front of her. A strange feeling washed over her like she was being watched so she opened her eyes. The piercing blue eyes that were only inches away startled her. “My god, you scared me.”

“Who are you?” Andy asked in a commanding tone.

“I…you…helped me last night when those men attacked. I followed you to your apartment because you were hurt. I…wanted to make sure you’d be okay. My name is Morgan.” The intensity of those cerulean eyes made Morgan think that sticking around was not a good idea.

“Did you bandage me up?”

“Yes.” Morgan answered with a worried look.

“And took my clothes off?”

“Um… yes.” She responded as she bit her bottom lip.

“Where are all my clothes? And everything else?”

“You mean the garbage? I threw it away. As for your clothes, I took the liberty of doing your laundry because everything reeked of booze and smoke like the club.”

Andy cast her eyes to the floor. “You didn’t have to do that.” She said softly.

“I know I didn’t, but I wanted to.” She instinctively reached out to brush her fingers along a cheek.

Andy jumped back, and a wall of cold anger shone in her face. “You can leave now. There’s no need to stick around.” She barked.

Morgan stood up angrily and put her jacket on. “I didn’t do any of this hoping for something in return. Gods be damned that I try to be a Good Samaritan.” She stomped out and slammed the door behind her.

Andy went into the kitchen for a drink of milk. She took notice that the apartment was completely clean. Everything was washed, put away, wiped, and smelled of cleaner. She sat down in a chair and felt bad for being rude.

***********

Morgan lay huddled in her bed. She called Maxx at the shelter and said she wouldn’t be in. She was so exhausted from the previous night that she began to wonder if she would wind up coming down with something.

Andy slept the rest of the morning but didn’t sleep peacefully. She had nightmares of the car accident and her mother. Intermingled with the nightmare were sea green eyes on a youthful smiling face --- a young short woman whose blonde shaggy hair blew gently in the wind, and whose face would light up when she laughed.

Andy woke with a start. Sitting up, she rubbed her face as the images still flashed in her mind. She couldn’t believe she still actually felt bad for being mean. She’d been rude to countless other people over the years and she never thought twice about it. But now this, and what was she going to do about it?

************

Sunday night came and Morgan thought about renting a couple of movies and ordering a pizza. As she drove to Blockbuster in her Toyota Rav4, she began to wonder how much longer she would live alone. She recalled the stories her grandma used to tell of the gods being jealous of the human race so they split people in half to forever wander the earth in search of their other half.

“Maybe there isn’t another half out there for me.” She muttered to herself.

Suddenly her cell phone buzzed. “Hello?”

“Hi Sweetie darling. Did you forget the Latino Fiesta at the PussyCat club tonight? We’ve been waiting for you.” Jaime sung at the other end.

“Oh, damn. Was that tonight?” She answered sarcastically.

“Now darling, don’t be like that. You get your little tush over here pronto.”

“Okay, I’ll see you guys in twenty minutes.” She sighed and hung up.

**********

The club was decorated with streamers, piñatas, and sombreros hanging from the walls. Morgan worked her way to the bar and didn’t spot her friends, so she ordered a drink and looked around.

Andy sat up in her office at the top of the stairs. She rubbed her tired and red-rimmed tear stained eyes. The tears had finally stopped after an hour. She had cursed herself for finding that photo of her mom and Katie with huge grins on their faces at the backyard barbecue. She had forgotten this was buried deep in the back of her desk drawer. Shutting down the computer, she sighed. 

Jaime tapped his friend on the shoulder. “Hi sweetie. I’m glad you decided to come. Kris is in the bathroom.”

“How were things at the shelter today?”

“Oh, fine. Those two cats got adopted. Aside from that not much action --- just like my love life.” He brushed down his eyebrows and swung his drink around.

Andy approached the bar. “Hey Cal, I’m taking off. I’m trusting you to be in charge.”

“No problem Andy.” The stocky brunette responded. She then noticed that the tall woman had been crying. “Hey, are you alright?” 

“I’m fine.”

“If there’s anything…”

“I said I’m fine.” She stated loudly with frustration causing heads to turn. Angry blue eyes stared at the bartender coldly.

“Okay. Okay.”

Morgan saw the interaction, and suddenly blue and green eyes locked onto each other.

Andy stepped up to her but didn’t know what to say.

“Can I help you?” Morgan stated acerbically. 

“Morgan darling, don’t be harsh to this handsome tall delicious looking thing here. Where are your manners?” Jaime chimed in immediately.

“My manners were thrown out the window when I last met up with her.”

“Sweetie darling, did this butch hurt you?” He stood to defend his friend, and wondered if he could take her on without a problem but he wasn’t in the mood to ruffle up his clothing.


Shelter in the Storm



The town was under assault by the weather, it seemed. Not an uncommon occurrence in this seaside town; once a decade or so, a combination of heavy rains, high winds, and high tides battered the place, flooded the streets and yards. It was frustrating, but worth it to be able to live beside the ocean. Though when the storms came, it was hard for some to remember that it was worth it, as they packed up their most important belongings and headed for public shelters.

The high school, intentionally built on the highest ground in town, was crowded, as always during the storms, with people of all ages who had come to escape the rising water. The first had arrived at noon. Now, ten hours later, people still trickled in, either because they'd realized trying to stay in their homes was foolish or because they'd been dragged away from their homes by emergency workers. Each time a storm occurred, someone always refused to leave their home and was seriously injured or killed. The town's safety personnel had become vigilant about ensuring everyone's safety.

But with so many people displaced, the high school was crowded beyond capacity. It was early summer; tourist season had begun, and cottages which often stood empty during the colder months were occupied. Which meant additional people who had had to evacuate. There was barely enough room to breathe in the high school gym. That was why Declan Morrissey was in the office lobby, staring out the window at the driving rain, praying for a swift end to the storm.

Declan despised crowds. He had wanted at first to stay in the cottage he'd rented, but a police officer had come to the door and firmly told him to leave. Now he was stuck here, surrounded by strangers, by noise and chaos that wouldn't end until the waters abated. Whenever that might be. 

Fortunately, at this hour, many people were sleeping or at least trying to do so. Crying children had finally begun to breathe deeply, or in some cases snore. Weary parents, exhausted from trying to calm their offspring, had also likely drifted into sleep. Almost no one was outside the gym, with its dubious comforts of cots, blankets, and television; none of those who had left the gym had ventured as far as Declan. 

Until now. Hearing footsteps behind him, Declan turned away from the window. In disbelief, he stared at the man walking toward him. "Shane?"

"Declan." Shane came to him and grasped his hand in a firm shake. "I thought it was you. What on earth are you doing here?"

"Cursing the weather gods, at the moment," Declan replied. "I wanted a quiet place to paint for a week or so. Just my luck, the worst storm of the decade decided to come during my week."

"It happens." Shane regarded him silently for a moment. "It's good to see you."

"You too. How have you been? How's Frank?"

"I don't know. We broke up last year. I got the house here; he got the money."

"Sorry to hear that." Had it really been that long since he'd spoken to Shane? It had been far too easy to lose touch with him after Shane had chosen a job relocation over staying with Declan, but Declan had tried. He hadn't wanted communication to stop completely. Evidently he hadn't tried hard enough.

"It's okay," Shane said. "It wasn't unexpected. Things between Frank and me hadn't been good for a long time. Ever, really."

"You seemed to be getting alone well last time I spoke to you."

"Appearances can be deceiving. That's why after five years together, he decided to leave. He knew something I never wanted to admit."

A commotion at the other end of the hallway caught their attention. "I have to go home!" a woman screamed. "My cats! They're going to die!"

Shane rolled his eyes. "Happens every time. After a few hours, people start to go stir crazy. It's a good thing these storms don't happen more often."

The woman at the end of the hall kept yelling, striking out at the police officers who tried to quiet her. "Is it going to be like this all night?" Declan asked.

"No, eventually people will settle down. Do you want to go someplace a little quieter?" 

Of course Shane would know how much Declan hated noise and crowds. It had been six years since they'd separated, but that wasn't much time considering how long they'd been together. And how intense their relationship had been. "Yes, quieter would be good," Declan replied.

"Follow me."

Shane led Declan to what appeared to be a custodian's closet and opened the door to reveal a flight of stairs. "Basement access," Shane explained. "There are staircases to the basement in several locations, in case a storm gets bad enough that people need to be away from windows. Hasn't happened since I've been here, but then again, this is only the second storm since I've been here."

"I would have rented someplace inland if I'd known it would be like this," Declan muttered. "So much for peace, quiet, and inspiration."

"The ocean is inspiring. That's why I came here. Come on, there's a room downstairs where we can sit and talk, and not have to hear the cat lady flipping out."

Shane closed the door, and Declan followed him down to a large room furnished with two couches and two armchairs. "There's more furniture in the storage rooms," Shane said. "The powers that be wanted to make sure this was a comfortable place if need be." 

"How do you know so much about this building?" Declan asked.

"Frank worked here for a while. And the town gives yearly tours of it so people know where to go and what to expect if there's an evacuation." Shane sat on one of the couches. "So what have you been up to the past couple years?"

Declan sat beside him. "Painting. It's become a living, though I still teach at the university to supplement my income. Those two things take most of my time, but lately stress has been taking a toll, and my doctor advised a vacation. Hence my renting the cottage here."

"So it had nothing to do with hoping to see me?" Shane teased.

"Truthfully, I'd forgotten this was your town. Your letters have a different postmark and return address."

"Yeah, I mail them from work, generally. And you never answer the letters."

"I've answered one or two."

"Yes, I guess you have." Shane hesitated. "Do you remember what I said upstairs?"

"You said several things."

"I said that Frank left me because he knew something I didn't want to admit. Something that affected my relationship with him from the beginning."

"What was that?" Though Declan thought he knew.

"A mistake I made, about six years ago. Something I've wished ever since I hadn't done, but I wouldn't let myself admit I wished I hadn't done it. Until now." Shane turned to look into Declan's eyes. "I shouldn't have let you go, Declan. I loved you so much, and I threw it away for a job I didn't even keep a year. I never stopped thinking about you, wishing we could reconnect."

Stunned, Declan took a moment to respond. "You knew where I was. You could have come back."

"I didn't think you'd want me back. The way things ended was pretty ugly. And I was too proud to tell you I'd been wrong. I wanted to; a few times in those letters, I started to. And then erased it."

"Frank knew how you felt?"

Shane nodded. "I didn't tell him, but he knew. It was obvious whenever I mentioned your name, whenever I called you. He dealt with it for a while; he was the one here with me, after all, and I wasn't running off to cheat with you. But he finally got to the point where he couldn't keep feeling like he was in second place. He gave me an ultimatum: Stop talking to you and about you, or lose him."

"Difficult decision."

"No, it wasn't. I made the wrong choice once. I couldn't do it again."

"You gave up your relationship with Frank for me, and you never told me? Shane, I don't understand. I can see you not telling me how you felt when you were still with Frank, but you said he left you a year ago. Why didn't you tell me then?"

"Like I said, I didn't think you'd want me back. Especially after so much time had gone by. I figured you'd moved on. You never mentioned seeing anyone else, but I thought by then you must have been."

"I haven't seen anyone regularly since you left. I've had dates here and there, but none of them developed into anything more. I didn't want them to."

"Why not?"

"Do you think I could let go of our relationship that easily? I told you how I felt about you before you left, Shane. I told you I loved you, that I wanted us to stay together. But I couldn't just pack everything up and move. I had a life. You had to do what was right for your career; I had to do what was right for mine."

"And it backfired on me, so badly. The new position was nothing like I expected. The work wasn't what I'd been told, and some of my coworkers made being there difficult at best. Prejudice ran high, and while I didn't announce that I'm gay, I didn't make a secret of it either. When I went to my supervisor about the harassment I was getting, he told me that was the price of the lifestyle I'd chosen. I resigned the next day."

"That's horrible. I'm sorry you went through that."

"Yeah. Fortunately, I was able to find a position with another company almost immediately. It doesn't pay as well, but they're pleasant people, and I've been there several years now." Shane rested his hand on Declan's leg. "I couldn't believe it when I saw you in the hall. I've wanted so many times to invite you to visit or go visit you, and I never dared to. But you're here."

"Yes, I'm here." 

Declan leaned toward Shane. Their lips came together, and the time they'd been separated seemed to melt away. Declan's arms went around Shane, their bodies fitting against each other as they'd always done. It felt right to hold Shane again. "Why didn't I go with you?" Declan said.

"Why did I leave? How long did you say you're in town?"

"I've rented the cottage for a week. But I don't go back to work until September."

"Then maybe you could stay longer, if you had a place?"

"And if I had a reason."

"I can give you a reason."

They kissed again, tongues entwining, hands moving over each other's bodies. Declan's cock hardened at Shane's touch; how had he lived through six years without it? Shane's hand found Declan's hardness. "I've missed this," he said.

"I've missed you." Declan slid his hands under the back of Shane's shirt. The first touch of Shane's bare skin made Declan's cock twitch. "It's been too long, Shane. Too long without you."

"I agree." Shane sat back and pulled off his shirt. His chest was hard and muscular, even more than it had been years earlier. "I want you, Declan," he said. "I know it's been six years; we barely know each other anymore. But I need you."

In answer, Declan kissed each of Shane's nipples. "I want you too."

They undressed each other slowly, reveling in the sight of one another. Naked, Declan bent and took Shane's cock in his mouth. He sucked, savoring the taste of Shane's precum. "God, Declan, I'd almost forgotten how good you are at this!" Shane exclaimed. 

Declan had almost forgotten Shane's taste, but he could never have forgotten completely. It was the first cock he'd ever tasted; the only one he truly wanted. Six years apart couldn't erase their ten years together. 

He felt Shane's hand caressing his ass, and shifted himself so Shane could reach his hole. Shane obliged, slowly sliding a finger inside Declan. Declan caught his breath, but didn't lose a beat in his cocksucking. "I remember how much you like this," Shane said softly. "And how much you like something else here. Do you want that, Declan? Do you want my cock in your ass?"

He did. But could he trust Shane enough to relax and let it happen? So many times they'd made love, but the fight they'd had their last day together, the time between that day and this... It didn't matter, Declan decided. No matter what had happened, he still loved Shane. And he still wanted him. 

Releasing Shane's cock, he said, "I want it. But slowly. Unless you happen to have a bottle of lube in your pocket."

Shane laughed. "I wish I did. But we've done without before. Lie back."

Declan did. Shane gave his cock a teasing lick, then moved lower to gently suck Declan's balls. Declan moaned softly. After a few moments of attention to his balls, Shane moved still lower and licked Declan's ass. "Yes!" Declan said. 

Shane rimmed him until Declan felt himself near coming. "Are you ready now?" Shane asked. 

"I think so."

"Then turn over."

Declan turned onto his stomach, head down on the couch cushion, ass in the air. Shane slowly slid a wet finger into him, then two. Declan felt his muscles relaxing to accept the invaders. "That's it, baby," Shane said. "Relax and let me in. How much do you want me?"

"I want you so much it hurts."

"Same here." Shane added a third finger and slid the fingers in and out. "Does that feel good?"

"Oh, yes!"

"Do you want more?"

"I want you," Declan said. "I want you inside me."

The fingers were removed, and Declan felt Shane's cock pressing against his asshole. Shane pushed the head of his cock in, and Declan groaned. "All right?" Shane asked.

"Go on," Declan said. "Please."

Shane slowly pushed further into Declan's ass. Declan breathed deeply and steadily, loosening himself to accept Shane's cock. With slow, steady pressure, Shane was soon fully inside. "Does it feel okay, baby?" he whispered.

"It feels wonderful." Declan moved his hips slightly. "Fuck me, Shane."

Slowly at first, Shane thrust into him. But neither of them wanted it slow. It had been too long since they'd been together; it felt too good to hold back now. Faster and harder, they fucked, until Declan felt his balls tighten. "Shane, I'm going to come!"

"Good. I'm almost there. Come, Declan."

"Yes!"

Declan's cum spurted from his cock, covering the cushion beneath him. A second later, he felt Shane tense as his cum filled Declan's ass. Shane pulled out. "That was incredible, Declan."

"Yes, it was."

Shane sat down. "I want to hold you." He laughed. "Sorry; guess you get to sit in the wet spot."

"As though that's something new." Declan moved to a sitting position and leaned his head against Shane's chest. "I'm almost glad the storm forced us from our houses."

Shane put his arms around him. "So am I. God, Declan, I can't believe how much I've missed you. I don't want you to leave."

"We'll have to go back upstairs eventually. We had to sign in when we got here; someone will notice we're gone."

"That isn't what I meant, and you know it. You're only here for a week. I don't want you to leave at the end of that week."

"I did say I could stay longer if I had a reason," Declan reminded him.

"And have I given you a reason?"

"Yes." Declan looked up and kissed Shane's lips. "You have."

"And at the end of the summer, when you have to go back to teaching?"

"We won't think about that now. A lot can change in two months. Perhaps you'll be tired of me by then."

"Never."

"I can't make any promises, Shane. We need to get to know each other again, learn to be together again. I know you're settled here, you've got your job and your house. I have the job at the university, but as I told you, I don't need it. My art is bringing a good amount of money now. If things go well between us, I might consider staying permanently. Might."

"I'll do my best to persuade you."

Declan smiled. "I know you will." He shivered. "It's a bit cold down here. We should go back upstairs. Maybe it will be quieter now."

They dressed silently, then returned to the gym. Almost everyone was asleep now, including the cat lady. "Where's your cot?" Shane whispered.

"By the far wall," Declan replied.

"Mine's over here." Shane indicated an empty cot several feet away. "Guess we'll see each other in the morning. Tomorrow we'll talk about where you'll be staying the rest of the summer."

"With you, I thought."

"Of course. But in your own room, or in mine?" Shane winked. "Sweet dreams."

"Sweet dreams." Declan touched his hand, then walked across the gym to his cot.



Shelter in the Storm



************

Morgan stepped out of the shower after making sure all the sand was off her. She climbed into bed, shut off the lamp, and looked out the window. Replaying the events of the night, she tried to understand what went wrong. Then it dawned on her. Maybe Andy felt she was betraying the love she has for Katie? She has not gotten over her love’s death. So she’s not ready for a new relationship. Morgan felt bad, because she knew she was starting to fall for this tall raven hair goddess. She drifted off believing she should back off.

“Morgan? Morgan honey.”

Sea green eyes opened to see a white apparition standing at the edge of her bed. Startled, she quickly sat up.

“Don’t be frightened dear.” The figure softly smiled.

“Who…are you?” Morgan hesitantly asked.

“That question I cannot answer right now. But I do have a request.”

“Of me?” She questioned and pointed to herself.

“Yes, dear. I know how you feel about Andy, and I hope you will pursue a relationship with her.”

“Well, I want to, but…well she’s been through hell, and I don’t want to put anymore pressure….”

“I understand. But hear me. You and Andy are meant to be together. The two of you will complete each other, and you fit perfectly together like the yin yang. Do you understand?”

Morgan slowly nodded with wide eyes.

“You had believed you didn’t have another half, but you do, and Andy makes that fit.” She turned her head a moment, as if someone had called to her. “I must go now.”

Suddenly Morgan extended her hand. “Wait, why can’t I know who you are?”

The figure chuckled. “Next time I will give you the answer. I promise.”

“Okay then.” Morgan relented.

“Sleep well child.” The apparition then faded away.

***********

The grinding of the coffee beans emitted an intoxicating brew to Morgan’s nose. She badly needed some caffeine after the unpleasant night she experienced. She kept waking up every hour on the hour after that strange dream, and didn’t quite understand why. Part of her wished that Andy and her would’ve spoken about the incident, but she knew she couldn’t push the tall woman into it if she wasn’t ready. 

The shelter was rather quiet today. There weren’t any visitors and no new cases. Maxx and Morgan were out in the yard for doggie recess. While Maxx made sure there was fresh water available and plenty of treats for the tricks that were learned, Morgan knelt in the grass roughhousing with whoever came near her.

Jaime sat at the front desk checking their web site’s email.

The front door opened and in stepped a tall figure.

“Can I help you?” Jaime asked before looking up. But when he made eye contact with the club owner, the surprise on his face was evident. He didn’t know how things were left that one night, and so felt a bit hesitant with this stranger here.

“Is Morgan available?”

“I’ll check.” He got up, and as soon as he entered the back room, he called out for Pugsley. The large Rottie came trotting by wagging his tail. “Pugsley, you go out to the front and keep an eye on that woman. We don’t know yet if she’s a friend. Okay?”

The big dog barked and went straight to the front desk area. 

Andy sat in one of the chairs looking through the adoption brochure when she heard a panting. Looking up there sat a full size black and brown Rottweiler staring at her. She looked around to see no one and then back at him. “Hello.”

He continued to watch her.

“Are you friendly? Do you know any tricks?”

Suddenly he laid his head on her lap.

“I don’t have any biscuits.” She commented to him as if she could carry on a one way conversation with him and have him understand.

He jumped up right away and quickly trotted behind the counter. Hearing a shuffling sound, she saw him come back with a ziploc bag of treats and handed them to her.

Surprised that he did seem to understand her, she commented, “Well aren’t you sneaky. Or should I say smart?” She opened the bag and held one dog biscuit out. “Okay, let’s see. Um…rollover.”

He quickly complied and then barked once.

“I guess that means you want your well deserved treat. Good boy.” She tossed him the cookie.

“Pugsley, you are not supposed to be fraternizing with everyone you see.” Jaime called out from behind the counter. “You come here and bring back that bag of biscuits.”

The Rottie took the bag and trotted back to where he was called.

Morgan stood there, and blue and green eyes met.

“Hi.” Andy said and got up.

“Hi. What’s up?” Morgan asked.

“Could we talk for a moment? Alone?” She glanced at Jaime.

“Um…sure. We can go in my office.” 

Andy followed and closed the door behind her. She gazed at the short woman who perched herself on the side of the desk. The room was small and simple. It had a couple of pictures of dogs and cats on the walls. There was also a plant next to the computer monitor. Finally settling her gaze on Morgan again, she started to talk. “Yesterday, when I kissed you…I…really wanted to…and…it felt great. I…my…um…sudden change was because I felt weird. Um…it’s been some years since I’ve…uh since Katie died so I thought I was betraying her --- like cheating on her.” She ran a hand through her hair and sighed. “So, I spent the night thinking and talking out loud and sorting through stuff. I thought, if…you would give me a second chance…”

“Come ‘ere.” Morgan said gently.

Andy walked the few steps and stood directly in front of the young woman.

A small hand reached up to stroke the chiseled features of a high cheekbone. “It’s okay. I can’t seem to stay mad at you anyway. I know there’s so much more to you than what you allow yourself to display. When you’re ready to start letting go, I’ll be here and look forward to seeing what’s inside.”

A single tear rolled down Andy’s cheek. She leaned forward and brushed the lips before hers. The kiss deepened when tongues joined the dance.

Morgan moaned.

When they broke for some much-needed air, Andy smiled. “I have to be at the club tonight, but I thought… if you’re interested in having an early breakfast, I’d like to take you out.”

Morgan’s nose scrunched as she smiled brightly. “Sure. I’ll go to bed early.”

“I’ll pick you up at 5am.”

**********

Andy flew out of the club at closing time. She sprinted up the stairs and into her apartment to take a quick shower. Donning the clean clothes she left out on the bed, she dressed, jumped on her Harley and sped to Morgan’s place.

The doorbell rang.

Morgan opened the door and there stood an over six foot tall handsome butch wearing black jeans, boots, a cobalt blue button shirt and black leather biker jacket. She held a single red rose between long fingers.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning to you.” Morgan responded and took the offered flower. She inhaled the sweet scent. “Thank you. Can I take it with me?”

“Sure.” She took her hand and pulled the woman in for a kiss. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

They had a huge breakfast at the local Denny’s with much fun and laughter. Morgan told humorous stories of the shelter and certain events with the animals and her staff. Andy began to understand that Morgan was the owner of the place, and Morgan found out that Andy was the owner of the club.

Andy filled her in on the adventures she’s had recently filling in as security for her injured friend.

As Morgan listened, she grew to see the big heart this beautiful woman in front of her had.

Out of the blue her cell phone buzzed. “Excuse me,” she directed at Andy. “Hello? What? Oh no. Are you sure? Okay, I’ll be there as fast I can.”

“What’s wrong?” Andy asked with concern.

“Maxx found a battered dog in the alley way on her way to the shelter this morning. I’m sorry. I’ve got to go.”

“I’ll take you, it’ll be faster that way.”

***********

The elevated heartbeat and growling coming from the medical table kept the others a bit hesitant about approaching quickly.

“What do we do? We can’t just leave her like that. Maxx, you’re the one who brought her. You put the muzzle on her!” Jaime yelped. 

“Look she wasn’t like this when I found her.”

“Well she sure is moody now.” He responded.

The door flung open and in walked Morgan and Andy.

“Did someone call Dr. Fitzpatrick?” Morgan asked.

“Done. We just wanted to muzzle her to administer the sedative. She won’t let anyone near.” Maxx responded.

Blue and green eyes could hardly take in the sight of this poor animal. Large patches of fur were missing, exposed flesh had been burned, the rear legs were broken, and the face was swollen. Blood continued to seep out from various wounds. 

Morgan held her hand over her mouth in aghast. “We’ve got to try something.”

“Let me do it,” the contralto voice said.

Everyone looked at Andy.

“You’re not insured by us. We shouldn’t be risking anything.” Maxx stated. 

“If anything happens to me, I promise to not hold the shelter responsible. I’m doing it of my own free will. I have excellent insurance so I’m not worried.” She then looked to Morgan for confirmation.

The young woman nodded her approval.

“Okay, I need all of you to move out of sight from the dog’s vision. Where’s the muzzle?” Andy commanded softly.

“Here.” Jaime tossed it to her.

She approached the table slowly. “Hey girl.” She said very gently. 

They could all hear the growling but Andy pressed on. Without showing her hands, she carefully leant over making whimpering noises.

The dog continued the low growl and watched Andy through frightened brown eyes.

Andy’s face came within inches of the dog’s face, and she just exhaled softly without making eye contact. Suddenly the growling died down. Andy exhaled again, but this time carefully opened her mouth over the dog’s snout. Brown and blue eyes connected for a brief moment before the dog exhaled loudly. Blood came out of her nose.

Andy whispered some unknown words into a furry ear and then slowly brought up the muzzle, a distance away, to show her.

The dog began to whimper, almost cry.

Andy whispered in her ear again, and then tossed the muzzle behind her. “Okay, sedate her.”

“What? You just threw the muzzle! You’re supposed to put it on her.” Jaime yelped.

Sapphire eyes pinned him to the wall. “She doesn’t want the muzzle. She’s afraid of it because it was probably used on her when she was being beaten. And your high pitched voice is making her nervous.”

“Well I…”

Jaime didn’t have a chance to finish before he was ushered out the door by Maxx.

Morgan approached the table. “I’ll give her the shot.”

“She won’t bite you. I swear it.” Andy stated.

“I trust you.”

A couple of hours later the two of them emerged from the room with the vet.

“Thank you Dr. Fitzpatrick. I appreciate you coming out so quickly.”

“No problem Morgan. And I thank the two of you for your assistance in there.” He adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses. “I believe as long as she’s got and appetite and a reason for living then she’ll be fine. It’ll take a couple of weeks for her legs to heal. I’ll send you a doggie wheelchair tomorrow. The burns were not severe so her hair should start growing back in week. And even though there appeared to be no swelling of the brain, I’d like you to monitor her carefully and bring her to the clinic for a CAT scan no later than the following day.”

“Sure thing, and thanks again.”

*********

Andy leaned against the front counter perusing a Dog Fancy magazine.

“Hey,” Morgan softly called out as she stepped around the counter. “Thank you so much for your help earlier. I appreciate all you’ve done. That thing you did in there with the dog was incredible.”

The tall woman smiled with some embarrassment showing on her cheeks. “Sure thing. I’ve always had an understanding with animals, so I try to do the best I can with it.”

“Well, it was definitely amazing.”

“Um…would you like to go to dinner?” Andy asked.

“I can’t. I need to stay at the shelter tonight for the sake of our new arrival.”

“Well, then…would you…mind if I stuck around tonight? I’d like to check on the new girl…and I can be good company.”

“Okay.” Morgan responded with a huge grin.

“I’ll go get us some food then. I’ll see you later.”

**********

Morgan rummaged through her spare overnight bag that she always kept in the locker. Finding a pair of sweatpants, she thought about the Shepherd and how Andy was able to communicate to her. She changed out of her jeans, and went to check on the cats in their playroom. Picking up a dark gray and white short hair kitten, she stroked him into a purr.

The shelter’s doorbell buzzed. “Oh, that must be Andy. I’ll see you little guys later.” Morgan announced to the kitties, and then went to the front. She first looked through the window and then opened the door. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Andy stepped in with two hot pies and a six-pack of pop. “I hope pizza is alright with you.”

“Mmm, definitely. Let’s eat in the yard, while the dogs have their final play time of the day.”

They headed out back with eight dogs following. The four-legged friends took off chasing each other while the two women settled down on the deck area with dinner.

At about midnight, Andy heard a whimpering sound. She rose from the cot and followed the noise into the recovery room. Approaching the crate that housed the injured Shepherd, she started talking to her. “Hey, girl. What’s wrong? Are you in pain?” She opened the crate and gently hoisted the dog out. Down the hall, she carried her to the carpeted recreation room and laid her down. Looking around for some water, she filled a small bowl, then dipping her cupped hand into it, she brought it to the Shepherd’s mouth.

The dog slowly lapped at the water until it was gone, and then she showered Andy’s face with kisses. 

“I’m going to lay here with you, okay? That way this new place won’t seem so scary.” She stretched out behind the dog and draped an arm over the furry mid section. Not realizing how tired she had been, she fell asleep instantly. At some point later when she rolled over, she encountered something burrowing in the crook of her neck. She thought at first it may have been the dog but when she opened blue eyes, she saw the blonde crown of the small woman. Wrapping long arms around her, she drifted off again but with a smile on her face this time.

The early morning woke Andy in a terribly stiff state. She looked around and saw that she was alone.

“Morning,” Morgan called from the doorway.

“Hey. At least one of us had no problem getting up.” She tried to roll over and winced in pain.

“Oh no, are you stiff from the floor?” Morgan asked.

“Yeah, I think so. But I’m sure in a few minutes I’ll be okay.”

“Let me help.” She knelt next to Andy and rolled her onto her stomach. Straddling the woman’s buttocks, she began a slow firm massage.

Andy’s eyes rolled back into her head at the exquisite feeling. She tried to concentrate on not making any noise.

“I woke up last night and found you in here with the dog. It seemed she was ready for a change of scenery, so I let Maxx take her since he came in real early.”

“Mm, I figured something like that happened. I awoke to find you perched on my shoulder, and at first I thought it was the dog.” Andy commented with a chuckle.

A scarlet hue crept up Morgan’s cheeks for being caught in such a position. “How does this feel?” Morgan innocently asked.

Blue eyes rolled again. “Soooo g-o-o-d.” Andy chastised herself for how it sounded but she couldn’t help that this massage was turning her on.

Morgan closed her eyes a moment at realizing what this was starting to do to her libido. God, Andy, I want to fuck you so bad. Her hips involuntarily bore down on Andy’s ass, and the friction was delicious.

Another moan spilled forth from the bar owner’s mouth. “Gods be damned, I want you.”

Morgan stopped all motion and stared in surprise.

“Did…I say that out…loud?” Andy asked. 

“Yes.” Morgan moved over and sat next to her.

Andy sat up. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. Were…you serious? Because I feel the same.” 

Andy just nodded.

“Then as soon as Maxx and Kris get here, let’s go to my place.” Morgan commented with a naughty smirk. 

***********

The women sat on the king size bed, having freshly showered, facing one another. Their knees touched as they sat Indian style. They both wore a long buttoned shirt and nothing else.

“Are you okay? We don’t need to rush anything if you’re not ready.” The small blonde softly said.

Andy shook her head. “I haven’t slept with anyone since…Katie.”

“It’s okay. What do you want to do?” She asked as she gazed into ocean blue eyes.

“Touch you…just feel…your skin beneath my hands.” Andy felt like a teenage virgin…excited and scared all at once. 

Morgan took the large hands and placed them on her naked thighs. Very gently the hands stroked her flesh, and then moved up and began unbuttoning the shirt. As the material fell from her shoulders exposing her full nakedness, wide azure eyes stared in surprise. 

“You have nipple rings and a bellybutton ring.” It was not a question, and the young blonde nodded with an impish smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. 

“Do you…have any piercings?”

Andy smiled sheepishly. “I only have one --- my left nipple has a barbell. But I do have a few tattoos.”

“May I see?”

The dark woman nodded and removed her shirt. She had a tattoo on each arm, one was a labrys and the other was a Celtic knot around her upper arm. On her stomach, around her bellybutton, was the zodiac in all of its colorful detail. 

“They’re beautiful.”

“Thanks. Yours are beautiful too. In fact, I find them very…sexy.” Blue eyes locked onto green as large hands lay upon smaller ones, then slowly and softly slid up her arms. At the shoulders, she paused before hesitantly moving, with Morgan’s encouragement, across her upper chest. Long fingers felt along the clavicle, then down the sternum. Ever so gently she spread her fingers and covered the full breasts in her palms. The sensations on her hands felt ticklish and exciting at the same time. 

Morgan arched her back slightly as she felt Andy’s gentle caresses to her breasts. She closed her eyes to revel in the passionate feelings. Her breasts were quickly reacting with the hardening of the nipples, and she shivered at the sensation. A wetness was beginning to form between her legs.

Hands continued their journey down her stomach and around her waist. Upon reaching the cropped triangle of reddish gold curls, Andy stopped. She leaned forward taking an erect nipple into her mouth. Momentarily avoiding the silver ring through the taut flesh, she grabbed the tip of the nipple between her teeth and flicked it a couple times with the tip of a firm tongue.

“Aahhh.” Morgan exhaled loudly, as Andy’s mouth closed around the ring and gave it a few tugs. With her head back, and face scrunched, the small woman gripped the sheets tightly. She didn’t know how much more she could take of the sweet torture.

Long digits stroked the curls on her nether lips then dipped into her wet slit. Suddenly everything stopped. Morgan thought the worst and looked at the bar owner. But what she saw made her moan.

Andy inhaled deeply the scent of sexual arousal now on her hand before sucking the wetness off of her fingers. A groan that almost sounded like a growl issued forth from her chest. She gently pushed Morgan back onto the mattress. There was no turning back now. Her spirit was at peace, and it assured her that everything was going to be fine. Andy kissed her passionately, then began her trek down the small blonde’s body. She licked her way to Morgan’s pussy and suckled the engorged lips before burying her face into the center. 

The shelter owner’s hips rose from the mattress at the onslaught. Her body was on fire, and didn’t want any of it to end.

The hard wet muscle moved up to her clit stroking it firmly as two strong fingers slid inside.




Shelter in the Storm



“Oh god, Andy.” She grabbed the dark head of hair grinding it into her. “Fuck yes… Yesss.” Morgan cried out her release, then went limp.

Andy lapped at the creamy essence and groaned at the sweetness of it. Morgan tensed once again and rolled her hips back and forth as a second orgasm ripped out of her. Andy then climbed up her body but was pushed onto her back as a hungry mouth captured hers. 

“May I make love to you?” Morgan asked softly and sweetly.

The dark woman nodded her approval. Her nipples were then pulled and twisted causing her to cry out. She didn’t realize this little spitfire could be a hellcat in the bedroom, and she really liked it. Her clit was licked and sucked like a hungry kitten wanting her mother’s milk. A couple of fingers slammed into her causing her hips to jerk off the bed. It wasn’t long before Andy’s orgasm crashed over her.

“Ohhhh aaahhh…. God… M-o-r-g-a-n!!!” She fell back down onto the mattress panting.

Crawling up the long body, she wrapped arms and legs around her lover and buried her face in the crook of her neck. She kissed the pulse point as she felt Andy’s arms around her.

They lay there silently; each wondering what the other was thinking but not wanting to break the ethereal moment of their lovemaking. Little did they know, they were both thinking of the same thing. 

Finally Morgan decided to be courageous. She got up and pulled out of her nightstand drawer a black and white marbled silicon dildo with a black leather harness, lube and condoms. She placed them next to Andy’s shoulder, and then laid her head back on the woman’s chest.

Andy looked at the items and smiled. “Are you planning on using these?”

Sea green eyes looked into ocean blue for an inkling of whether or not this was alright. She got her answer and smiled sheepishly in return. 

“Tell me what you want.” Andy softly stated.

“I’d like us to take turns using it. That’s…if you’d like.” 

“Oh, I’d definitely like.” Andy pulled the smaller woman up onto her knees so that she could sit up. Taking the cock and harness, she strapped it onto Morgan’s waist making sure each strap was buckled. Donning the cock with a condom, she then leaned back onto her elbows, and wiggled dark eyebrows mischievously.

Morgan was excited by her lover’s actions. She poured a generous amount of lube in her hand then rubbed it up and down the length of the cock. Leaning over the long body with hands along either side of the broad shoulders, she kissed Andy with fervor. Her waist was gripped with a mix of gentleness and urgency by large hands. Sensing Andy’s readiness, Morgan guided the cock inside. She started out slow until the hands on her hips urged her onward. Swallowing a hard nipple, she pumped faster bringing Andy over the edge quickly. 

“Please…stay inside.” Andy said as she tried to catch her breath.

The young woman complied. Lying on top of her lover, she bestowed soft little nips along her neck and clavicle.

The actions stirred Andy’s libido back to a boiling point. “Again.” She whispered.

Morgan looked into her eyes with a raised eyebrow. “Why of course.” She rose slowly and sat back onto her heels without having to pull out. This crouched position gave her the leverage she wanted to roll her hips up into Andy’s pussy. 

“Oh yeah” Andy cried out as the cock was driven deeper into her. Her head thrashed from side to side as the impending orgasm threatened to drown her. She felt a small hand on each of her bent knees pushing them forward towards her chest. This opened her wide to feel her Morgan’s pelvis slam onto the backs of her upper thighs. She fell over the precipice within seconds screaming out her pleasure.

Morgan slowly pulled out then collapsed next to her. Andy rolled over to hold her close. They lay with noses touching and eyes closed. Andy caressed her back in long soft strokes then moved her hands down to unbuckle the harness. She then strapped the harness on herself and reached over for a fresh condom and lube. “I want you on your hands and knees for me.” She whispered seductively. 

The small woman smiled and complied. Andy knelt behind her and kneaded the pliant flesh of the ass before her. Bending over, she administered one long lick from the crack of the ass up the length of Morgan’s spine. The blonde’s body shuddered as a moan escaped her mouth. The bar owner poised the tip of the cock right against the wet opening. With long fingers she spread the engorged lips apart causing a louder moan to erupt from her lover.

“You have such a beautiful ass.” Andy commented casually. She envisioned doing more with it in the future.

Morgan looked over her shoulder into azure eyes. “Is my ass the only thing you like?” She questioned sarcastically.

Andy immediately filled her with one push, and the young woman screamed. “Sassy little thing aren’t, you?” She shot back as she began pumping into her. The deep groans she heard propelled her to grab the small hips and plow the cock harder into Morgan’s pussy.

“Aahhh…Andy…Ohhhh…g-o-d!!!” She shut her eyes tightly enjoying each moment of pounding, and then the orgasm crashed over her. The feeling of fullness did not leave, as the cock remained moving ever so slowly inside her. 

“Play with your clit.” Andy whispered in her ear. 

Morgan laid her head on a pillow, and brought a hand down to her wetness. Stroking the erect little nub made her moan again. The cock moved at a quicker pace until Andy matched her clit play stroke for stroke. “Oh…fuck…yes…YES!” She cried out her lover’s name as she fell into abysmal pleasure.

************

Two figures lie in a tangle of arms and legs. Exhausted from their lovemaking and from being at the shelter, they slept into the late afternoon hours. A small body rolled over and opened sea green eyes. She ran a hand through tousled shaggy blonde hair then looked over at the peaceful body below her. Morgan brushed a finger softly down a long neck.

“I think I’m in love with you.” She whispered into the silent room. Getting up, she decided to make something to eat. 

Andy sprawled out onto her stomach. It had been a long time since she’d been able to sleep peacefully and without tears. Blue eyes opened searching for her lover. Getting up, she followed the scent of food into the kitchen. From the doorway she watched Morgan, only wearing a T-shirt; sway her hips to a Duran Duran song. Her mouth began to water as she thought about the first thing she wanted to have for breakfast.

Morgan folded over the omelet and lowered the heat. She suddenly felt she was being watched. Turning around, she caught sight of Andy who was now kneeling in front of her. “Morning.” She said with a smile. “What are you doing on the floor?”

“I was hoping for a snack.” She softly brushed her fingers up the young blonde’s legs. Caressing small hips, she sat back on her heels, and looked up into a smiling face. Without breaking eye contact, she slowly leaned forward to delve her tongue between nether lips.

Morgan stood with legs parted and braced herself with elbows on the counter. She quickly turned the burner off before her body convulsed when her clit was sucked between teeth and held firmly. Her moans urged Andy to slide one set of fingers down to her own clit and the other set into Morgan’s pussy.

“Oh god…oh Andy…you’re gonna be…the death…of me. Uhhnn.” She looked down and saw Andy’s other hand buried between dark curls. It excited her even further.

The tongue strokes grew harder matching the firm contact of Andy’s fingers on her own clit. 

“Ohhh….A-n-d-y.” She cried out as she rode out her orgasm.

The kneeling woman quickly followed her lover as she moaned into her pussy. Morgan fell into her arms shuddering. They held each other, while Andy administered soft kisses along her neck and shoulders.

“I’m ready for breakfast now.” Andy commented, and they both laughed. 

*************

The small naked blonde ran out the sliding glass doors into the yard and stood next to the pool. She was about to dive in when another body collided into her causing both of them to fall in. When they rose to the surface, Morgan laughed. “I beat you.”

“Yeah, only after you tripped me in the hall. I now have linoleum marks on my knees.” Andy responded playfully. 

Morgan gave her a toothy smile. “Well, I have shorter legs than you. I had to do something to even up the chances.” 

Blue eyes rolled. Andy plunged under the water only to re-emerge directly behind her lover. The young woman turned around and was grabbed by the waist. “Hold onto my shoulders.” Andy directed as she lay back lightly working on the backstroke with Morgan practically on top of her.

“You sure are strong.” Morgan commented. Black eyebrows wiggled mischievously at her.

They swam laps for a good hour before collapsing onto the chaise lounge chairs for a nap. The sun shown high in the western sky and a gentle breeze blew soft kisses upon naked flesh.

Half asleep, Andy felt shadows come across her face and then small hands slithered lightly up her thighs. Suddenly a dark nipple was brought to attention then swallowed by a warm mouth. She arched into the ministrations. Raising her thigh, it came in direct contact with Morgan’s wetness. Sapphire eyes opened to see a strawberry blonde crown devouring her breasts. 

Morgan bore down on the muscular thigh as her own thigh made contact with Andy’s pussy. They kissed with fervor as they ground into each other. Soon they stifled their screams into each other’s mouth as they rode out the tremors of their climax. 

Morgan snuggled into the crook of Andy’s neck. “We should go in before we turn into crispy critters.” She said softly. “This is the first time my ass has been exposed to the sun, and I’m starting to feel a tingling sensation back there.” 

Andy chuckled at the comment. “Okay.”

The cool kitchen tile felt wonderful on their feet. “I’ll make us sandwiches for a late lunch. Does turkey and Swiss cheese sound good?”

“Yep.” 

*************

The club’s music thudded off the walls all the way upstairs in Andy’s office. She sat in her leather chair with booted feet up on the desktop and keyboard in her lap. Reconciling the accounts with the various transactions of purchased alcohol that has recently occurred; she checked the numbers one more time. Suddenly an email message window popped up on the screen. Quickly reading it, she smiled. “Goodie, I’ll get my new toy tomorrow.” The search she had done earlier this evening proved to be a success. She closed the window then closed out the spreadsheet. 

Locking the door behind her, she headed downstairs to check if she was needed. “Hey Cal, anything going on I need to know?” She asked the bartender.

The bulky woman wiped her hands on a bar towel as she answered. “Things are good over here. You might want to check in with Toni though.” 

“Alright.” She made her way through the crowd, and to the front doors. Stepping outside, she watched Toni for a moment without her suspecting. After the next few customers went in, she clamped a hand on the woman’s shoulder. “Having any trouble?”

“Hey Andy, how you doin’?” She asked enthusiastically. “Things are fine. Had a problem earlier with a couple of straight guys harassing folks in line but it’s all good now.”

“Good. Remember; if you need me just give me a page. You know I can be here in less than five minutes.” She gripped the shoulder and smiled. “I’m going home for the night.”

A few more people paid the door fee and walked inside.

“ Hey Andy? You seem different --- at least I’ve noticed in the past couple of days. What’s been going on?”

The tall club owner gave her an impish grin. 

“You got yourself a girlfriend, didn’t you? Yes, that’s it. I can see it in your face now.” She clapped her friend’s back. “You old sly dog. When do we all get to meet her?”

“Well, she’s been to club a few times, but if you want an official introduction, I’ll see what I can do.” She started to walk off. “Talk to you later.”

Toni just sat there on her stool with a big smile on her face shaking her head. She remembered when Andy hired her, and how the air of death followed her everywhere. Andy was like a walking zombie with a terrible temper. No one could get through, and many didn’t dare try for fear of her wrath. But now it seemed death has left her.

Andy removed all of the bedding and walked to the end of the hall to toss everything in the washer. Returning to the apartment, she grabbed an empty box from inside the closet and set it down in front of the bookshelf. She fingered the rows of books, and one by one began filling the box with the titles she no longer wanted or needed. By the time she was done, the shelf was very bare. She set the box down in the hallway just outside the door, and checked on the laundry. 

*************

Morgan tapped her fingers on the end table. She tried watching a movie but just couldn’t get into it. It was more than half way through before she turned it off. “I have absolutely no clue what was going on.” She muttered to herself and picked up the DVD case. “Moulin Rouge. Yeah, well so much for watching this.” She tossed the case onto the coffee table and resumed tapping her fingers.

Almost an hour passed before Morgan finally decided to just go to the club to see Andy. She had been chastising herself for wanting to be near the tall club owner when they only parted earlier this evening. “God, am I being desperately ridiculous?”

***********

Freshly showered, Andy lay back on the couch and began reading the new book she purchased a week ago but didn’t have the drive to start. By the time she reached chapter two, she began to drift off into the land of Morpheus.

A glowing white apparition drifted into the room. The figure smiled, and knelt next to her. Small hands reached out to caress a chiseled face.

Blue eyes slowly opened at feeling something touch her. When she saw the figure, she quickly sat up. With shock on her face, she called out. “Katie?”

“Hello Love.”

“Wha… I… you…”

The apparition chuckled. “Tongue tied?” She cupped a cheek as she looked deeply into Andy’s penetrating gaze. “I wanted to see you one last time before saying goodbye.”

With tears welling up, she asked, “What do you mean?”

“Don’t cry Love. I mean that I won’t be coming down like this anymore. Now that you’ve found love again, I will return home. And when the time is right, in the far future, we’ll see one another again.”

“I love you Katie.”

“I know. And I love you --- with all my heart. You were the best thing in my life. And I’m so very sorry for how I’ve hurt you. Please forgive me and let any remaining guilt to wash away completely. You and Morgan will be very happy. Your hearts will be entwined just like ours were --- and still is. I love who she is, just wait and see when you get to know her more. There is no envy, no guilt, and no regrets.” She leaned forward and lightly kissed Andy’s lips. 

Andy watched her smile one last time and then fade away. She wiped at the errant tears then laid back once again processing all that has happened.

**********

Morgan was next in line to enter. As she handed her money to the door person, she decided to ask a question. “Hi, is Andy around tonight?”

Toni looked into emerald green eyes and a beautiful smile. “Are you the one who’s gotten her to live life again?”

Puzzled, the small blonde cocked her head wondering what this person meant. “I’m not sure I’m understanding you.”

She motioned for Morgan to step aside so others could get into the club while they had a short chat. Morgan wound up learning from someone, who’s known Andy for a few years; just how many things have changed with the raven hair goddess. 

“Andy went home. Do you know where she lives?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I would bet she wouldn’t mind you stopping by.” Toni recommended with a huge grin.

“Thanks.”

**********

The small rectangular plastic box on the wall near the door buzzed. Andy pressed the first button. “Yes?”

“Giordano’s Pizza.”

“Okay, come up.” She pressed the second button and held it down for a few seconds. Grabbing a T-shirt from the dresser drawer, she pulled it on.

A knock came to the door. She opened it expecting to see one thing, but came face to face with smiling green eyes.

“Hi. I have your pizza. Took it from the delivery guy. I hope you don’t mind me coming without notice.” Morgan rambled with a nervous smile. 

Andy pulled her inside, and to the kitchen. Tossing the pie on the table, she planted a passion infused kiss on the small blonde.

“I guess that means it’s okay I came by surprise.” Morgan breathed out.

“Oh yeah.” They kissed again, and tongues brushed against each other. When the need for air became evident, they parted. “How about you get real comfortable, and then join me for some pie.”

Morgan smiled shyly. “Okay.” She began removing her clothes until she was down to her panties, bra, and shirt. Sitting on the couch next to Andy, she noticed that the dark woman was only wearing a pair of Hanes boxer briefs. She decided then to discard everything and just put on Andy’s T-shirt. 

They ate and watched Cartoon Network for a while before they fell asleep wrapped around each other.

***********

For the next few days, the pair agreed to stay at Morgan’s place since neither of them wanted to sleep apart.

Morgan sat in her office chair milling over the clinic’s bills. She didn’t hear the door get pushed open. Suddenly a cold wet nose nudged her arm. Looking down into dark brown eyes, she smiled. “What are you doing in here? Have you been a good boy?”

Pugsley wagged his tail with fervor. He then sat down and panted, open-mouthed making it look like he was smiling.

Morgan reached into her bottom drawer pulling out a jerky treat for him. “Give me your paw Pugsley. Good boy.” She tossed the treat up in the air, and he jumped to grab it.

“This is why I can’t get him into shape. All of you keep feeding him behind my back.” Jaime stated facetiously from the doorway.

Morgan laughed. “Uh oh, he caught us Pugs.”

The Rottweiler quickly trotted out the office.

“What’s up?” She asked him.

“You have a visitor, sweetie.” He said mischievously.

“Oh really?”

“Yep, really.” Andy said as she poked her head in.

“Well, I know I’m not needed.” Jaime said with a gay flare, and walked off.

Andy closed the door behind her, and held up the dozen red roses. “Hi baby.” 

Morgan looked her lover up and down with a raised eyebrow and a smile planted on her face. “Is that for me?”

Andy held out the roses. “Yes.”

The small blonde inhaled the luscious fragrance, and took them setting them on her desk. “And is what you have between your legs for me also?” She had noticed the bulge in the pants as soon as Andy stepped into the room.

Andy gave her a toothy grin, and a frantic nod of the head. They kissed passionately, and then small hands reached down to unbuckle and open Andy’s jeans. She tugged the dildo free, and the tall woman’s hips jerked. Morgan looked at her with a raised questionable eyebrow. Tugging again, she heard Andy yelp. “Is this a double headed dildo?”

The dark woman bit her bottom lip and nodded. She watched as Morgan undid her own pants and slid them down along with her panties. A small finger dipped between nether lips then offered it to Andy who sucked on it willingly.

Morgan then turned, and with her back to the tall bar owner, she bent over the desk exposing her engorged open lips. 

Andy’s head was spinning at what was about to happen in this office. Quietly, she knelt behind the small woman, and with a tentative tongue licked at the evident wetness. 

Morgan groaned and stuck her ass out higher. Andy delved into the silky folds groaning at how good her lover’s essence tasted. When she felt more juices seep out of the inner lips from the tongue-lashing she gave Morgan’s clit, she slid her wet muscle up to her lover’s tightly puckered hole.




Shelter in the Storm



“Oh…my…goddamn.” The young blonde never knew how good ass rimming could be until now. She felt her sphincters relax in the sensations, and then Andy lightly but firmly pressed her tongue onto the opening. Morgan’s body jerked a moment and she had to brace her hands on the desktop as a wave of desire coursed through her body. 

Andy then stood up raking short blunt nails up the back of Morgan’s legs to her ass cheeks. She rolled a condom onto the cock, and spread some of her lover’s wetness onto it. The cock slowly entered her pussy, and Andy held still once she was halfway in. Leaning over, she whispered in an ear. “I knew I loved your ass. It felt so good on my mouth.”

Morgan shivered at the voice and warm breath caressing her ear. “Oh god…, promise me you’ll do that again.”

“Oh, I plan on doing it often. I have to confess though; I think it may turn into an obsession. I can fuck your ass or lick it until you come.” 

“Yesss.” Morgan hissed out. 

The tall woman began the dance in steady movements, the cock slowly pumping into Morgan’s very slick pussy. Each one groaned their pleasure, and then a wet thumb pushed into Morgan’s ass causing her to cry out. Andy increased the motion of the cock as her thumb slid in and out of her lover’s back hole. Soon she was plunging the cock deep into Morgan’s pussy feeling the curved end inside of her touch a sensitive spot.

“Ahh…ga…uhd.” Andy cried out her release. “M-o-r-g-a-n.”

A cry issued forth immediately after from Morgan’s lips announcing her climax. “Ohhh…god…. A-n-d-y.”

Andy pulled out as they collapsed onto each other on the desktop. “I love you.” She panted into a small ear.

The young woman pushed her up to face her as sea green eyes locked onto ocean blue. She caressed a sculpted cheek, and said with surfacing tears, “I love you too. In fact, I fell for you that first night I tended to your wounds in your apartment ---- even though you acted like such an ass.”

They chuckled, and Andy said, “Well I’m glad it wasn’t my charm that drew you.” 

“It was weird. There was something I felt ---- like I had to be there. Something was pulling me, and when I saw your beautiful blue eyes, I just melted.”

“I think I know what you mean.” In fact, I’m sure I know who it was that brought us together. Thank you Katie, and thank you mom. She then thought.

With her face nestled in the crook of Andy’s neck, she said, “There’s some final paperwork I need to do, and then we can go.”

“Alright.” She captured soft pink lips in a searing kiss.

They got dressed and walked out of the office. To their shock and embarrassment, Morgan’s staff stood in the hallway with their arms crossed in front of their chests and raised eyebrows. Then, in unison they began clapping. Both women turned red in the face knowing that all heard their lovemaking. Morgan hid her face in Andy’s shirt. 

Suddenly the front door chimed announcing a visitor. The group broke apart to tend to business again.

Maxx approached Andy. “Would you like to see that Shepherd who was brought in a week ago?”

“Oh yeah, that’d be great. How is she doing?”

“Actually doing fairly well considering the condition she was in.” He led her out to the play area. There were dogs engaged in a game with Erin, and off to the side was the Shepherd. She only stood there and watched the others because she knew she couldn’t yet engage in any activities with them. “Lucy,” Maxx called out to her. The dog’s ears perked up and she turned her head towards the voice. “Come Lucy.”

Andy saw the dog’s rear half was strapped into a ‘Doggie Wheelchair’. Her legs were in casts and they hung down from the contraption between the wheels. This raised the back half of her a few inches so her paws wouldn’t come in contact with the ground.

She slowly trotted over to Maxx and wagged her tail.

“I named her Lucy. I’m guessing though that may have been her name or something similar to it because she’s taken to it quickly.” Maxx said as he bent over and scratched under her chin. “You’re a good girl, yes you are.”

Andy got down on one knee and slowly reached out her hand for the Shepherd to sniff. “Hi there. I see you are doing better.” She lightly scratched Lucy’s neck and sides. “I’m so glad that you are happier. I guess you like it here.”

Lucy moved up to lick Andy’s face.

The club owner snickered. “I guess you remember me, huh? What a beautiful girl you are.” She looked up at Maxx and asked, “Do you think she’ll get adopted?”

“Oh she’s already got a home waiting for her.” He said with a huge smile.


“Really?”

“She’s coming home with me.” He scratched behind her ears, and then said, “I just fell in love with her. I tend to her everyday, and I’m going to help her with the physical therapy. She’s very smart and so sweet.”

“I’m happy for the both of you. I believe you’ll be great for each other.”

Suddenly Pugsley ran up to her, gripped her shirtsleeve between his teeth and tugged. Andy laughed.

“I think he wants you to play with him.” Maxx commented.

She let the Rottie lead her into the grassy area where he then picked up a tennis ball and gave it to her. “You want to play ball Pugsley?”

He barked and spun around in place.

Andy showed him the ball and said, “Fetch Pugsley.” She then threw it. He ran at top speed and caught it in mid air after it bounced once. Proudly he trotted back to her dropping the ball in her hand.

“What’s going on out here?” Morgan cheerfully asked Maxx.

“Seems our troublemaker has fallen for a tall dark hair beauty.”

“He’s not the only one.”

Maxx gave her a huge grin. “Are you still planning on adopting Pugsley?”

“Yes, I want to. I was actually going to do the paperwork for him tomorrow.” With arms crossed in front of her chest, she tapped a forefinger to her chin. “Hmm… he really likes her.” 

“I’m really happy for you. Even though I should be jealous. You know it’s been hard working here with three very attractive lesbians and one gay man. Doesn’t help my ego, but each of you have become treasured friends to me.”

“Thank you. That means a lot. And I’m sure you’ll meet up with that special someone soon. You know, Lucy will be a great chick magnet for you.”

He laughed. “Yep, I know.”

Andy stepped up to her lover from behind, wrapped her arms around the small waist and planted a firm kiss on her cheek.

“Hey. I’m ready.” Morgan stated. 

The whisper she received in her ear was, “I bet you are.” She nuzzled her nose against the peach fuzz on Morgan’s cheek. “You know, I need to get this dick off before I pass out.”

“You want to come back to my place?”

“Mmm hmm.”

*************

They grunted in unison once again as Morgan took the cock deeper into her as she straddled Andy. One hand pinched a dark nipple as her other hand tugged and twisted her own through the silver ring. Her hips danced on the dildo, and as her pussy swallowed it, Andy felt it push harder into herself.

Andy coated her thumb in saliva and started circling her lover’s clit.

“Oh fuck…ing…Christ…Andy.” She fell forward and began to slam onto the cock harder, and then she screamed. “Aaaa-n-d-y-y-y.”

A second scream came from the club owner as her body convulsed her orgasmic pleasure.

Morgan pulled out, unbuckled the straps and gently removed the dildo and harness from her lover. They snuggled into each other comfortably.

“My pussy hurts.” Andy moaned.

The small blonde snickered. “That’ll teach you for wearing that thing for so long. But know, that you having a cock strapped on makes me so horny.”

“Mmm, I’ll keep that in mind.” She kissed the top of a blonde crown. “Um…not trying to be rude in changing the subject…so…um I was wondering how long has Pugsley been at the shelter?”

“For two months. He’s been there the longest. Why do you ask?”

“I really like him, and I take it he likes me. So, I thought about adopting him. It would be nice to have him around. I can train him to come with me to the club and act as a guard dog maybe.”

Morgan chuckled. “That would be cute. But…um…we already have a party interested in him.”

“Aw really? Damn. Can I like out bid the other person or something?”

“He’s not being auctioned off.” She said with surprise. “But you might get your way if you kiss me.”

“A kiss is all?” A black eyebrow inched its way up her forehead, and the corners of her mouth turned up. “Wait a minute, you want to adopt him?”

Morgan smiled and nodded. “I had been thinking about for weeks already.” 

“Hmm, now what do we do?”

“Well, I think it’s important for him to have two parents, and….I do have this big house with a yard and pool.”

Andy gave her a toothy grin. “Are you asking me to move in?”

“Maybe.” She said shyly. A finger hooked under her chin bringing her face up to meet ocean blue eyes, then a passionate kiss was planted on her lips.

“Pugsley does need both parents. Plus my lease is up next month.” Andy responded humorously.

They rolled around laughing and kissing, enjoying each other’s company. Soon after they drifted off with contentment on their faces.

**************

“Morgan. Morgan honey.”

“Huh?” She rubbed tired emerald eyes, and tried to focus. Finally she was able to see her friend. “Hi, what are you doing here? I mean…” She felt a bit embarrassed at being caught under such conditions.

“Don’t worry honey. I’ve seen it all.” The figure chuckled. “This will be my last visit to you, and I wanted to let you know I’m very happy for the both of you.”

“Well I have you to thank for bringing us together.” Morgan commented.

“Ah yes, but you already had the desire --- the drive to reach out to Andy.” The figure caressed the young blonde’s cheek. “Good bye Morgan.”

“Wait. You said you would tell me who you are before the final parting.”

The figure chuckled. “I sure did, didn’t I?” The figure came near to Morgan’s face. “Look at me closely, honey. Do you see anything familiar?”

Green eyes searched the face and for the first time clearly saw the color of the eyes. She inhaled sharply and said, “By the gods on Olympus. That’s why you knew so much about her. You’re Andy’s mother.”

Mrs. Navarro laughed heartily. “Yes dear. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you beforehand. Your falling in love with my daughter had to be purely of your own volition. I figured as long as you didn’t know who I was, it wouldn’t persuade you when she finally told you her story.” Bending over, she kissed Morgan on the cheek. “I’m proud to have you as a daughter. Oh yes, I know the two of you will be together for a long time.” She moved over to kiss Andy, and then she began to fade. 

“Good bye, and thank you.” Morgan quickly stated.

“No, thank you Morgan.”

Andy rolled over and opened sleepy eyes. “Hey, everything okay?”

The small blonde wiped away the few errant tears. “I’m fine.”

Andy sat up noticing the wetness on her face. “Why do you have tears Love?” She took the woman in her arms holding her close.

“I’m so happy.” She sniffled. “I’m sorry. I woke up…um…from a dream. It was beautiful…about you and I. So, I have tears of joy.”

Andy looked into green pools and brushed away the wet streaks with a thumb. She smiled. “I love you.” Lips met in a soft embrace. 

“One day soon, I would like you and I to talk about your mom and Katie. Would you do that for me? Would you tell me more of who they were?”

“Sure.”

As the dark gray daylight approached the new day, two lovers fell back to sleep ---- their bodies entwined as one.

The End