Chapter 22 (Epilogue)

How Things Went

Things went well, if busily. It helped that Sue didn’t have to work during the summer, being secretary for Stuart the exception, though it was flexible and had as much to do with the sex as anything else. The two nights she’d sleep with him, coming to him after her Krav Maga classes, became almost a relief for Carla, but she didn’t mind Stuart’s satyriasis really. The two would get together, her and Sue, after the secretarial thing ended for the day, discussing illustrations and the gallery and publishing plans and included some great lesbian sex as well.

School made things much busier of course, reducing to late afternoons and evenings for Stuart, and far less time for Carla alone, and had become moot anyway as far as collaborating, and her time with Stuart made up with weekends at Joe’s at least once a month, Carla shifting things to weekday nights to accommodate that at her business. It was moot because a gallery had been found in New York City as well as publishers for both Carla’s art book and Sue’s dirty novel, the latter probably bribed by Joe, but the former actually quite interested because of the challenge.

Freeing up weekends for Carla also enabled the double wedding to happen. They had it during the Thanksgiving break, on Thanksgiving day to be precise, attended by Donna and Chita, Chita taking a break from her tour, Sue picking her up in Cleveland via helicopter while the band headed home via their fancy JASI tour bus only to drive to their next gig in Lexington Kentucky on Saturday. Gerry officiated the wedding. Her wife was not invited, making Joe too uncomfortable. Tracy continued fucking Stuart every other weekend, a sort of compromise, though obviously not that weekend.

Two who also weren’t there, invited but being Thanksgiving unable to come were Rose and Linda. Rose had been the hardest to track down since Rose wasn’t her actual name. Antonia, or Toni as she was known (Stuart insisted calling her Antonia), had quit the business for a while in order to have a kid via her best friend’s partner’s sperm and actually lived with them and their two kids, only sharing their bed for the two months it took for conception, and only during estrus. Otherwise the couple kept monogamous, preferring that to their previous lives of sex workers, the guy in porno movies (his cock, reported by Toni, somewhere between Joe and Stuart) and the woman both in movies and an escort. Toni continued working after time with her baby, invitation only for her favorite johns, adding a couple referrals. The johns would pay for the hotel rooms. Toni visited one weekend before the wedding, being with Stuart one night, Carla, Sue and Joe in the master bedroom, and then the other sharing Joe with Sue. There’d be other weekends after, never more than once a month and usually longer between visits.

Linda had been far easier to find since she’d retained her maiden name when she married. She and her husband and two kids lived in St Louis, her husband a professor of anthropology at Washington University and nearly a decade older than her. (Jan had actually heard of him since he’d written about gender in early western civilizations, and his most popular class was on the subject and she really wanted to meet him, though when she finally did, she found him to be a dick.) Amusing both Stuart and Carla, Linda ended up being a psychologist! Though retaining her beauty and voluptuousness, she’d also gained some weight, becoming somewhat plump. Despite this, both Stuart and Carla found her attractive and she felt the same about them. Nothing happened during that first visit to Stuart’s townhouse. But a second visit, Linda convincing her husband Stuart had been an earlier subject of hers, she was invited to Joe’s log house, fascinated by not one but two case studies. More vetting perhaps, Joe found her inquisition amusing, but when it stopped and she realized how rude she’d been, Joe reversed the inquiry which resulted in Linda having a complete sobbing breakdown. It seemed her plumpness had been a problem for her husband, and no sex and suspicion of affairs with students, which she had been one though they actually got intimate years later, made it clear the marriage was in serious trouble. Threesomes, with Joe and Sue, and then, a first for Stuart, with him and Carla, made her feel a lot better and not guilty in the least. The next time she visited, a couple months later, she brought her husband, and while he was making eyes at Jan at Sue’s condo, she was fucking Stuart and Carla, and he found her, obviously quite sated, later, and the shit hit the fan. Joe had Percy investigate the husband and Linda showed the proof of his cheating and the divorce papers she filed. Since the divorce added to her funds, she got a house for her and her kids, remaining in St Louis because of her thriving business there, but bringing her kids for visits both at the townhouse and at the log house, Joe slowly acclimating to the wild (to him) boy and girl.

Sue and Joe, probably in violation of some rule of the honeymoon bed, celebrated their official union that long weekend with threesomes, the first night with Donna and the second with Chita, though before the wedding Sue and Chita did some fucking together before Sue donned her white dress, a sexy, body hugging thing not in the least wedding gown looking except for the color, and Carla didn’t even bother with that, wearing crimson red and equally as sexy.