Personal note: I recently broke a finger and tried writing this with speech recognition. It's very slow going and requires a lot of correction. I don't really want to take the time to learn nine fingered typing, so my submissions will be fewer for a while. I will get back to finishing some chapters on my other stories as soon as I can.
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Authors story note: This will be the second and final chapter of this story. In the first chapter (please read it if you haven't already) I set the characters on a very disturbing path. The reason for that was very simple: humans are fallible creatures. Sometimes with the best intentions, we do horribly wrong things that feel right at the time. This chapter begins at the same moment the previous one ends.
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Scot looked down at the frosted tart and the frosted cherry cleaning each other and him, the former with as much concentration as she could muster and the latter with zeal. He had no idea why the gods had shined their benevolence down upon him, and made a note to thank one of them as soon as they were physically in front of him like these two.
He put a hand on each of their heads, stroking their temples with his thumbs while they kissed and swapped his offering. But he had one thing left on his mind that night, and hoped that Mona would understand.
He sat down on the couch and waited until Emma and Mona joined him, sandwiching him between their hugs. He held them tight around the shoulders while he and Emma sat there feeling the weight of the day and their activities.
"That was wonderful!" Mona said looking at the couple. "Can we do that again?"
Emma buried her head in Scot's chest.
"No, little red. You've tired me out, and I think Emma's ready to flop herself." Emma nodded.
"Oh, I see... We'll just go to bed then?" she asked with a little disappointment.
"Yes and no." She looked at Scot, completely bewildered. "Emma and I want to spend the night alone in our bed." Emma nodded against his chest.
Mona looked like she was going to cry. In fact, she did.
"Mona, you know Scot and I are in love. You know that means that sometimes we need to be alone together. It doesn't mean we don't love you," Emma said.
"You... you l-love me?"
"Would we let you share us this way if we didn't?" Emma replied. "But Scot and I love each other a little more, differently. Kind of like..."
"Mommy and Daddy?"
Emma reached out for the younger one's cheek. "Yes."
"Will you be all right?" Scot asked.
"You love me," Mona said nodding. "I'll be good out here."
They all prepared for bed and said goodnight, going their separate ways. Mona pulled the sheet over her naked body and the comforter over that. Underneath she clutched her teddy bear. She was a little afraid, having checked that the door was securely locked several times before she felt somewhat safe that it wasn't going to fly open in the middle of the night.
Mona felt good hearing the warm words from Scot and Emma, and she wondered what it meant for her. Was she going to stay with them forever, just like Emma was going to stay with Scot? Would she make babies for Scot like Emma might do?
She needed to make herself important. She needed to have money to help pay for things like her food or whatever Scot and Emma thought was important. That meant she needed a job. Yes, that'd help!
Emma followed her man into their bedroom, closing the door behind them. "Do you think she'll stay out there tonight?"
Scot laughed. "Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe we should keep the noise down so that she doesn't collapse at the door this time?"
Emma snapped her finger down his nose. "Maybe we should just hold each other until we fall asleep. We can always make love in the morning," she said stifling a yawn until the end.
"We can always make love for the rest of our lives..." Scot said pulling Emma into his arms to kiss her. It was soft and sensual, slow and promising. They took their time, standing next to the bed like that, overcoming their tiredness with a building desire.
Eventually they looked into each other's eyes, still attached at the mouth, and fell into bed. Scot maneuvered onto Emma's frame and entered her for a slow session. When they came, they did so together. It was mind blowing from the deep love they shared. Then they just drifted off to sleep in a tight embrace.
When they woke in the morning, they were still alone. They traced lines on each other, happy to be in each other's arms.
"Maybe there's hope for Mona yet?" Scot asked.
"I think so," Emma said staring across his chest. "If we're going to continue with her, we're going to need a two bedroom apartment."
"Money's going to get tighter..."
"I um..." she paused, unsure of how to proceed.
"Spit it out," Scot said after a bit.
"I think we can get away with a small wedding. Maybe go to a restaurant and whoever comes along pays for themselves? That could be their gift to us."
"But I thought you always wanted a big wedding?"
"Some things are more important. So long as I have you, I don't care about all that," Emma said hugging Scot hard.
"What did I ever do to deserve you?"
Emma shrugged. "All the right things, I guess," she finished with a sly smile spreading across her face.
The couple was about to make use of Scot's morning wood when a slight knock sounded on the door.
"Yes, little red?" Scot called out.
The door opened slowly. "I don't want to bother you, but I need Emma."
Emma gave Scot a quick peck and stood to see what Mona wanted. Scot lay in bed just staring at the ceiling and enjoying some alone time until she returned. He tried to stare at the spot up there and think about nothing else.
When Emma returned, she plucked him from his reverie. "Well, it appears little red is getting a visit from big red."
"She's... oh!"
"Yeah, it's been a while since she dealt with it in a normal way. It's a good thing I bought her some supplies already. Just have to bleach out a spot or two in the sheets she was using on the couch."
"Will they still be able to, you know, check her out at the clinic today?"
"No problem. Are you and Jake still set to get her things?"
"Yep. We might as well get a start on the day. That is, unless you think there's something else we should do first?"
"Well, since my Aunt Flo will be visiting in a few days, we could make use of this free time..."
