After they made out some more in the shower, going a bit further than making out, but we don't have to say anything, they got out and dried off. "Kare, I'm hungry." Grace heard her stomach growl and realized she hadn't eaten since lunch. "Okay, honey, I'll get something to wear and then we'll go down and see what cook made." She smiled at the always-hungry Grace. Karen went into her closet, which was the size off a normal person's bedroom, and possibly could have been a bedroom before she'd changed it into her closet, and got out some pajamas. Karen found a T-shirt and a pair of pajama pants from who's knows where and handed them to Grace. She slipped into a silky black nightgown that Grace adored.
They proceeded to loop arms and walk down to the dining room. A maid brought out two bowls of steaming broccoli cheese soup when she realized Mrs. Walker and her friend were there to eat. Grace quickly dug in and began downing the bowl. Karen laughed and began eating her own soup. There was no conversation, both were afraid the help might over hear them talking, and there really wasn't much to discuss.
After both were done they got up and went back upstairs together. They sat down facing on another on Karen's bed. Grace took Karen's hands in hers and massaged her palms and fingers.
"I can't believe I just slept with a pregnant woman." Grace laughed, and then stopped, looking straight at Karen, "Oh, my gosh. I just slept with a woman." She snorted with a laugh at the end of her statement.
"Yep. Honey, that was the best lesbian sex I've had in...in a long while." Karen closed her eyes.
"Hey, now. I'm not a lesbian, Ms. Walker." Grace gave her a sideways look.
"Are you sure? You'd make a damn good one, honey." Karen opened her eyes and laughed.
"I'm positive. But, I'll be your lesbian." Grace put on her seductive charm.
"Really?" Karen ran her tongue across her teeth and raised her eyebrows.
They laughed at one another and then fell silent. Grace focused on rubbing her lover's hands. Karen's wonderful hand's, she thought. They'd done things that in some places would be illegal. Grace grinned thinking about them.
"So, tell me about my Jackie. I haven't seen him forever." Karen broke the silence.
"Well, he's so sweet. Ever since my divorce he's treated me so nicely. Karen, I really do like him." Grace looked up to meet those devilish brown eyes.
Karen sat in silence, not sure what to say. She wondered why Jack had never come on to her. She was just being selfish now, she had to quit. Maybe Jack did like Grace.
Karen realized that she was actually beginning to think straight. She remembered back to about a month ago when her memory had been so fogged up from the alcohol and drugs that she hardly knew her own name. She no longer had those to fall back on, being with child and all.
"Karen, whatcha thinking about?" Grace asked.
"Oh, nothing honey. Maybe you and Jack should try it. If he feels the same way, who knows." Karen shrugged her shoulders and smiled.
"Really?" Grace suppressed a grin.
"Yeah, honey. I'll talk to him." Karen smiled.
"Wait, don't we have a thing now?" Grace suddenly looked up, disconcerted.
"Yeah, I guess we do." Karen turned her head.
"Well, I can't just leave you, I'm not going to be like-like," But she couldn't say his name.
"Grace, don't. You're not going to be like that S.O.B. if you leave me. Trust me, I think I can deal. I have Will after all." Karen laughed.
"Yeah, but now I feel I'm a part of you. I still am going to be there for you." Grace assured her.
"Alright, whatever you feel the need to do, honey. I'm still talking to Jackie, though." Karen made clear that she wanted Grace to have a successful relationship with Jack, if there was going to be one.