“Suush! We’s can’t hears the TB!” said the little girl who’d introduced herself as Sawa.
“Sorry,” said Luc who than sat down with the little ones to watch Bugs Bunny.
Ten hours later after lunch, dinner, bedtime snacks and two stories, the kids were asleep. Luc and Meg were curled up on the couch half asleep when Ginny came back. She walked in so quietly, that Meg didn’t hear her at first.
“Whoa! Where’d you come from?” asked Meg.
“The north forty,” said Ginny who flopped exhaustedly into the chair.
Luc took one look at Ginny, who shook her head in a negative fashion. He got up and headed for the kitchen. He came back with a beer and then went back to get Ginny some food.
After Ginny had time to eat the sandwich which was more meat than bread, she was ready to talk.
“No luck?” asked Meg at last, not being able to stand the silence.
“No, we found her,” said Ginny. She sounded so tired.
“What happened?” asked Luc.
“She got stuck, just like we thought. We finally found Bitty and were working with her to shift back. Her damn mother panicked. This panicked Bitty and made things worse,” said Ginny.
“How?” asked Luc.
“Bitty ran off. Her sister Isolda shifted and followed her. If we’re lucky, we’ll have a naked pair of teens to pick up in the next day or two,” said Ginny.
“So, that doesn’t sound too bad,” said Meg.
“Meg, the longer you stay stuck, the better the chance you don’t come back,” said Luc.
“Oh,” said Meg. There were days she wished she had an owners manual for life with shifters.
“I made it worse,” said Ginny.
Luc whipped his head up. “What the hell did you do?” he asked.
“I decked Penny,” she said. “Right there in front of God and everybody. She was yelling and screaming and making a fuss that was drawing attention. So, I punched her. Broke her nose, blacked both eyes and I think I broke my hand,” she said holding out her right hand.
Luc tried not to smile as he inspected the offending hand. Tracing the bones in the hand, he found two that weren’t right. “Hold still,” he said.
“Shit, afraid you’d do…” Ginny started to complain just as Luc pulled her hand swiftly. There were two loud pops and Ginny yelped. “DAMN!” she cussed.
“Meg, in the bathroom cupboard under the sink you’ll find a med kit. Looks like a fishing tackle box. Bring it here and a bowl of water,” he said holding onto Ginny’s hand.
Meg headed for the bathroom.
“Bastard,” Ginny said through clinched teeth.
“Yes, but my parents married eventually,” he said with a smile.
Meg came back with the box and the water. She watched Luc dig around and come out with a wrap of fabric. He dropped it in a bowl of water. Then he grabbed some gauze and wrapped that around Ginny’s hand before he took the roll out of the water. He quickly wrapped her hand in the wet fabric tape and immobilized her hand.
“Now let that set,” he said. Digging back into the box, he found another roll of neon sticky tape. He set it aside and took the box back to the bathroom and the bowl to the kitchen.
“Do you always do your own medical care?” asked Meg.
“No, but if we didn’t set it quickly, it would heal crooked. As it was, it was nearly too late. We heal real fast,” Ginny said. She tapped the cast tape and it thunked. It was dry. She then took the neon sticky tape and wrapped the cast in it. She finished about the same time Luc walked back into the living room.
“So, you decked Penny. What else happened?” Luc asked quietly.
“Duke said the words,” Ginny said.
“Huh?” asked Meg.
“This isn’t the first time Penny’s had a meltdown when her kids shift. So, Duke said ‘I divorce you!’ and then walked,” said Ginny.
“But, it doesn’t work that way!” said Meg.
“It will. Duke will have the papers filed by tomorrow and she’ll never see her kids again,” said Luc with tired resignation in his voice. “Prenuptial agreement. Penny’s human. To make sure our kids don’t end up in a cage in a lab or worse yet, in foster homes, we make people sign papers. In cases like this, divorce is uncontested, and custody of the kids goes to the shifter parent.” he explained.
Ginny nodded.
“So, how many kids did they have?” asked Meg.
Bitty, Isolda, Jack, Ivan, Sara and Joe,” said Ginny.
“Little Sara and Joe in there on the bed?” asked Meg.
“Yep. I’ll be seeing a lot of those kids as Duke is my brother,” said Ginny.
Luc nodded. “You need babysitters, just holler,” he said.
“Don’t worry, I have your number on speed dial,” said Ginny.
They got in the Subaru and headed home. They were both exhausted, both mentally and physically. Luc dropped his clothes on the floor and climbed into the shower. Meg followed.
“Those poor kids,” said Meg.
“Yeah, and in spite of everything, I even feel sorry for Penny. She’s a stupid cow, but she had great kids. Maybe they’ll look her up when they’re older. Some do. Others never forgive the offending parent. Guess we’ll just have to wait and see,” he said.
Meg nodded.
They showered quickly, and in spite of being tired, Luc was sporting an erection by the time they crawled in bed. Meg smiled and teased him with kisses down his stomach until she smothered his cock with her mouth. Luc groaned and grabbed Meg’s hips and pulled her around so that he could run his tongue up her pussy.
Flicking her clit with his tongue and then burying it deep into her pussy made it hard for Meg to concentrate.
“Mmmmmmph!” she groaned and squirmed as he lavished attention on her pussy. She tried to lick and kiss his cock to the same effect, and failed. Finally, she let go of him and turned to face him. Or at least she tried.
“Lllluccc!” she moaned as he continued to tongue her. She arched her back as her orgasm ripped thought her. As she began to collapse, Luc turned her around and mounted her on his engorged cock. Hot mouth, cold air, hot wet pussy.