“Here,” Kate offers picking up a cup with some ice. “This may help some.”Lucy graciously takes the cup and starts spooning ice into her mouth....After swallowing a bit of it, Lucy admits that it does help. The itchy and scratchiness is still there but it isn’t as bad.“So, how are you feeling?” Kate asks again.“I feel like I was hit by a train or two,” the blonde groans.“Damn near it,” Kate says with a kind smile. “You went over the cliff face. Luckily, your car got caught in some trees growing on. And a bloody nice pair they were too! Implants or not, I couldn't have cared less, the fact is they were just as good as I'd imagined all those times late at night when I used to…well, that's another story entirely! Suddenly the silence was broken. "You've got a habit of doing that," she said, scaring me half to death. "What?" I asked as innocently as I could, although the answer was obvious. "Oh, you know!" She again looked at me with a little sexy smile. I could feel myself beginning to blush. Neither mothers had any idea about gay marriages so all their ideas ofthe traditional practices and customs were to be thrown out of thewindow, Mary and Sandra took control as they laid down a few rules. Asthe four finally took their table at Adrian's, the serious discussionsbegan."We are both brides," observed Mary, "so if our dads want, they can eachgive their own daughters away. That should please them. And the costs canbe shared equally if you wish, though we are both independent women. That "something" was there again; the thing I'd felt in the shower with her on that second day after we met. I'd felt it since. Recently, I'd felt it more often, but I never even considered saying anything about it. I wasn't that kind of girl. Neither was she. Were we? Looking back on it, I don't think any force on earth could have kept our lips apart. It happened slowly, tenderly. After the kiss had gone on and on and on, thunder split the cosmos. The lightning must have been right overhead,.