Chapter 32: When It's Right, It's Right

"Good-bye, Grand Dad," Kathy waved as the big black sedan rolled down the driveway. Suddenly, the car stopped and backed up.

Grand Dad rolled down his window. "Oh, I almost forgot, Sweetheart, a police officer came by while I was waiting for you and asked me to give you this." He handed a blue envelope to the surprised girl.

Kathy knew instantly it was from Michael. "Thanks, Grand Dad," she cheered as the massive man gave the driver the sign to go and the car, again, rolled toward the street.

The excited blonde ran inside. "Christi," she cried, "it's a letter from Michael!"

"Again. Please do me again," Christi continued to beg as Kathy plopped down beside her on the living room floor. She helped her nearly-fried friend sit up then excitedly tore open the envelope and began to read aloud.

"Dearest Kathy and Christi," the letter began. "Oh, he's writing to both of us," Kathy hugged Christi, "this is so exciting."

"Again. Don't read, do me again" Christi begged.

"Oh, you silly, listen to this 'Kathy, I really can't believe I've been so lucky as to find a girl as wonderful as you. As I go through my therapy, I see your face on every woman I practice with, I feel you every time I wrap my hands around a their necks, I hear you whenever they gasp for breath'," Kathy swooned. "I cannot wait to be with you again, my Darling and am practising letting go so our lovemaking can go on forever."

Christi curled kitten-like in Kathy's lap. "It's all about you," she whined, "why doesn't he say anything about me?"

Kathy stroked Christi's curly brown hair. "I'm getting to that, he says 'tell Christi I'm sure I will love her as much as you do. From the way you describe her in your letter, I know she must be very special and, of course, I will share you with her and thank you for being willing to share her with me.' See," she wiped the tears from her beloved's eyes, "I told you it would be all right."

"He really wants both of us?"

"Both of us," Kathy held her tight, "double or nothing."

"Then we're going to be brides?" Christi pulled Kathy to her and kissed her softly. "I can't believe this. I don't even know this guy and you've only been with him once, but we're both really ready to do this."

"Maybe we're both crazy," Kathy mused, "but I knew he was for me from the moment I saw him, just like I knew I couldn't live without you as soon as you wrapped that nylon around my neck in the back seat of Gina's car." She sighed and traced the smile growing on Christi's beaming face with the tip of her forefinger. "When it's right, it's right."

"Does he say anything about when he's getting out?"

"Let's see," Kathy began to read where she left off and her hopes of an early reunion sank. "I still don't know when they'll let me see you again or when I will be released. I'm doing better, but still have to be prompted before I remember to loosen up." She sighed and continued, "but I will overcome my problem for both of you. Please send me more pictures. Kathy, I especially liked the shots of you smothering Christi with a plastic bag over her head. Love, Michael."

"He's my kind-of-a-guy," Christi pulled Kathy to her and the happy girls exchanged a long, drowsy kiss.

"Mine, too," Kathy grinned. "Now, let's go up to the bedroom, I know a couple of brides-to-be who need a beauty nap."