Frank had just gotten through his explanation, and Fay was stunned into
silence. She finally whispered, "My God.. That was harshly done."
Frank reasoned, "It had to be. But all has settled now.."
Fay lay back on their bed as she said, "The baby should be home in a week." Frank smiled. He was still in what he had worn to Janet's and Fay couldn't help her sudden rush of need. She said quietly, "In the meantime.."
She pulled him down on her, kissing him slowly, melding one kiss into another. Frank chuckled as he kissed her neck tenderly, his tongue flicking her flesh. Right then, he pushed all else out of his mind.
He gently removed her shirt, then her bra, and nestled in her warmth. After a moment, he removed his own clothing and her pants and underwear. They kissed again for a while, and he eventually entered her.
Fay couldn't explain how she felt. She was so happy that it didn't matter what Frank had done to Janet. All that mattered was that he was home, she was home, and they were together. And she loved him. Best of all, as they both shook with the intensity flowing through them, she knew the feeling was, and always would be, mutual.
They lay there a while, just staring at each other. Frank asked lightly, "Can I get you something?"
She smiled, "You don't have to.. You're all I need."
There was suddenly a knock on the door. Frank jumped involuntarily. He hurried to grab a pair of pants and slip them on, saying, "Well, what now?"
He finally buttoned his pants and ran to the door. He opened it curiously, just a bit, and flung it wide at the sight of Columbia. She was about to say hello, but cut herself off. She looked at his unruly hair, his bare chest, and the redness in his cheeks. After a short time, she giggled wordlessly.
Frank asked defensively, "What are you laughing at?"
She waved it off, "Oh, never mind.. Frankie, why did Janet go to Transexual?"
Frank raised an eyebrow, "How did you know about that?"
Columbia stepped in, "Well, the newspaper is buzzing about it.. They have no idea where she is.. But I saw you with Magenta and Riff the other day.. Why'd she go?"
Fay had slipped on a light blue robe, and she approached Col, "Because her son is the next prince of Transylvania."
Columbia's jaw dropped. She quickly shut it, just staring at Frank. She began shaking her head after a fashion, and a slow grin formed on her lips. She finally said, "Frank.. You need a hobby." She put a finger to her chin, adding as an afterthought, "And really, why am I always the last to know?"
Frank shrugged, "You never asked."
Col said, pensive, "I knew something was up when you got so pissed at Janet that day in the hospital.. I think I get it now.."
Fay put up a hand, "Please, Col.. Let Frank explain it another day.. He's tired."
Columbia giggled again as she left. She gave one last look to Frank, and said slyly, "Ya, I'll bet.." She gave his wrinkled pants and messy hair another glance, "Just remember, Frank, that's how this whole 'baby' situation started in the first place.."
She shut the door after herself, and Frank looked coyly at Fay. They both chuckled. Frank took Fay's hand and commented, "Sharp as a tack, that one."
FIN
Frank reasoned, "It had to be. But all has settled now.."
Fay lay back on their bed as she said, "The baby should be home in a week." Frank smiled. He was still in what he had worn to Janet's and Fay couldn't help her sudden rush of need. She said quietly, "In the meantime.."
She pulled him down on her, kissing him slowly, melding one kiss into another. Frank chuckled as he kissed her neck tenderly, his tongue flicking her flesh. Right then, he pushed all else out of his mind.
He gently removed her shirt, then her bra, and nestled in her warmth. After a moment, he removed his own clothing and her pants and underwear. They kissed again for a while, and he eventually entered her.
Fay couldn't explain how she felt. She was so happy that it didn't matter what Frank had done to Janet. All that mattered was that he was home, she was home, and they were together. And she loved him. Best of all, as they both shook with the intensity flowing through them, she knew the feeling was, and always would be, mutual.
They lay there a while, just staring at each other. Frank asked lightly, "Can I get you something?"
She smiled, "You don't have to.. You're all I need."
There was suddenly a knock on the door. Frank jumped involuntarily. He hurried to grab a pair of pants and slip them on, saying, "Well, what now?"
He finally buttoned his pants and ran to the door. He opened it curiously, just a bit, and flung it wide at the sight of Columbia. She was about to say hello, but cut herself off. She looked at his unruly hair, his bare chest, and the redness in his cheeks. After a short time, she giggled wordlessly.
Frank asked defensively, "What are you laughing at?"
She waved it off, "Oh, never mind.. Frankie, why did Janet go to Transexual?"
Frank raised an eyebrow, "How did you know about that?"
Columbia stepped in, "Well, the newspaper is buzzing about it.. They have no idea where she is.. But I saw you with Magenta and Riff the other day.. Why'd she go?"
Fay had slipped on a light blue robe, and she approached Col, "Because her son is the next prince of Transylvania."
Columbia's jaw dropped. She quickly shut it, just staring at Frank. She began shaking her head after a fashion, and a slow grin formed on her lips. She finally said, "Frank.. You need a hobby." She put a finger to her chin, adding as an afterthought, "And really, why am I always the last to know?"
Frank shrugged, "You never asked."
Col said, pensive, "I knew something was up when you got so pissed at Janet that day in the hospital.. I think I get it now.."
Fay put up a hand, "Please, Col.. Let Frank explain it another day.. He's tired."
Columbia giggled again as she left. She gave one last look to Frank, and said slyly, "Ya, I'll bet.." She gave his wrinkled pants and messy hair another glance, "Just remember, Frank, that's how this whole 'baby' situation started in the first place.."
She shut the door after herself, and Frank looked coyly at Fay. They both chuckled. Frank took Fay's hand and commented, "Sharp as a tack, that one."
FIN