Karen stands above Tracy, looking down at her blonde hair sprawled around her head in loving admiration, saying, “And we always will have our three, together, even if the weather breaks and it rains. Even then, we will still have each other.”
“Amen,” Ally agrees, standing beside Karen and also looking down at their pretty, young Tracy.
Together, they offer her an extended hand to help her stand. Pulling one another into a tight ring, they kiss adoringly in post-orgasmic bliss, time standing still while docile caressing abounds.
Drissa locks their bedroom door and prances over to Drew, sitting on their bed, like a school girl, saying, “I can’t believe the luck we are having with Gena and her baby asleep, and our girls in the family room plugged into a movie.”
“I know it,” he responds, a
