Felicity Ch. 16

It suddenly crossed my mind that I had not told Shirley she was going home in two days.

I called her from Carly's desk and explained Carly's plan to make Shirley Baxter vanish from the face of the Earth. She asked me if I objected to the fact that she would by sharing my name. I laughed.

I suggested that she call her brother and warn him she was coming and that Bastard might follow.

"He is in Australia, will not be home for months. I will go home and pack up a few things then make sure everyone I know sees me. I may even hint to them that I will be going on to Australia to be with him."

"Very good idea," I said. "By the way, Carly suggested that at the airport you park in the short term lot at the terminal and take up more than one space. The car is in his name so he will get the call and the ticket."

She giggled at that.

I gave the phone to Carly but their conversation started with whispers so I went to Edna's office and had her sit on my lap. I explained to her that we saw a tidal wave coming at us and Carly and I were counting on her to do things above and beyond the call of duty.

She told me she was up to no matter what.

It seemed to me that she thought I was giving her a pep talk.

She knew it was not a pep talk when I told her to get a secretary and a bookkeeper for herself, a secretary, an accountant and a bookkeeper for me, and a secretary for Carly. I hugged her to me and gave her a soft kiss.

She was still reeling when I added, "We have doubled your salary. I love you."

Edna wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly as she allowed a sigh to escape.

"I will not let you down." She sobbed.

"I am sure of that," I said as I kissed her lips.

Edna sobbed again then kissed me hard, even sending her tongue down my throat. She said, "You know, until you stop the sexual harassment of this old lesbian I can't get back to work," then gave me another kiss even more pornographic than the first.

She stood and said, "I have phone calls to make and interviews to set up. How soon do you expect we will need all these people?"

"My best guess is the day after Melody's concert."

"That's next week," she said.

I nodded, kissed her cheek and left her to her panic. I had my own panics to handle.

On Wednesday afternoon Shirley drove to the airport. She parked as suggested and went through security by the Continental Airline's terminal. She walked to the international departures gate and had an uneventful flight home. She visited with old friends for two days then asked for a ride to the train station. She told her friends that her flight to Sidney would be leaving from Vancouver.

She got off the train at the Montreal airport; changed planes in Dallas then flew on to New Orleans. Early that Friday afternoon we met at the N.O. airport and we took a shuttle to our hotel on the edge of the French Quarter.

She and I acted like the honeymooners we were that weekend except that I talked to and got information from the agent of several of the Blue's bands we had heard and enjoyed. It made the trip tax deductible. We were back in Felicity late Sunday night happy that the plan had worked.

Shawna and Carly were waiting for us. They had news Shawna said.

She began, "Baxter had staked out the airport waiting for Shirley. He had been at the Air Canada check-in terminal before every flight to Montreal for a week. Airport security had noticed and were keeping a close eye on him."

"Why didn't they just pick him up?" Shirley asked

"They were waiting to see who he was there to meet.

Baxter did not see you when you got to the airport because you were not flying Air Canada. As he was walking by the escalator he did see you as you walked by upstairs at the gates level. He tried to get to you and rushed through the security area. He was stopped and wrestled to the ground. As he tried to get back up he pulled out his knife just before he was slammed back down. He landed on his knife. You are now a widow."

Shirley burst into tears but not for her loss. The tears were of relief. She did not have to look over her shoulder any more.

Carly took her to the bedroom. She was wearing only a t-shirt. Shirley was only wearing a t-shirt. They were both nude before they got on the bed.

Shawna saw my perplexed expression and said, "Oh no. This is not a seduction. This is the best way to talk a woman through an emotional upheaval. They share their softness and body heat. Soft words and soft caresses are given. Reassurances are given. Tears are allowed to flow.

The one under stress falls asleep and the worst of the incident is over. It only works with women and works best when they are both naked. There is probably a mother daughter basis to it.

Janice did that for me when my mother died. Jana did it for me when my father died. Edie does that for Melody when she has panic attacks. Carly did that for Edie when she was overwhelmed by a standing ovation of all things.

It has a curious side effect, the women who do this bond for life and whatever sexual feelings they have for each other fade into a strong sisterly relationship.

"Wow, I know Carly really wants Shirley. She must know she just put that in jeopardy," I said.

Shawna looked at me and said, "You are something else," and gave me a long, soft love filled kiss.

After the kiss she continued, "The BCPD told me some strange things about Baxter. He was beat up by airport security but the video of the struggle at the airport seemed to indicate that his more telling wounds and bruises did not happen during the incident. I reminded them that the lunatic rode a motorcycle. They seemed to like that theory."

I nodded but did not give her the slightest indication that I knew what she was talking about.

Shawna continued, "Go to sleep in the spare bed. Carly will get you up before she leaves. Do not let Shirley wake up alone. I have to go."

Shawna gave me another long soft kiss then left.

I looked into my bedroom and saw that Shirley was still sobbing but much more softly. Carly was caressing her and talking about the beauty of hummingbirds.

I was mesmerized by the sight of the naked women in soft embrace and instantly got a very hard erection. Carly noticed. I nodded to her and quickly went to another bedroom and went to sleep. Carly woke me up about three hours later. She did that by squeezing my cock.

"Just wanted to see if I could wrap my hand around it. The answer is no," Carly said. She gave me a lover's kiss and said, "Go to your bed and hold her close. Make sure you are right next to her when she wakes up even if it is ten in the morning. Come in to work when you can."

"I have a better idea. You stay with her and make love to her when she wakes up. I will cover for you until you get there. From what understand about what you did tonight this may be your only chance."

I could not decipher her facial expression but she squeezed my cock again as she gave me a big kiss then removed her t-shirt and returned to my bedroom. They were still asleep when I went to work the next morning. I told everyone that Carly would be late because she was trying to figure out what Shirley's legal status was.

Carly came in about eleven that morning and just before noon asked me to come to her office. I went in and sat by her desk. She sat on my lap and began to kiss me. She continued to kiss me for several minutes. I got an erection and she briefly rubbed her crotch on it.

"Ooh, thanks for the compliment," she said.

She gave me a long kiss and said, "Thanks, I needed Shirley. Still do. You can watch."

She kissed me again then left my lap and stood by her desk.

"Understood," I said. "Now, did you want to see me boss?"

She smiled at me and said, "Shirley Baxter's legal status in the country will be questioned of course but that persons trail will end in Vancouver.

Great idea by the way, the next logical place to look for her now is Australia.

We were happy to pay for Shirley Baxter's ticket home. We got her out of a bad situation that as it turned out could have ended in disaster. We doubt she knows her husband is dead; she is likely still running from him.

I doubt anyone will ask but if anyone does the Shirley we know is married to the company treasurer. She is also Canadian as is the star of Felicity records, an elementary school teacher, the bartender at the resort and several others. Canadians like it here; we don't have real winters.

Shawna is at your house giving all the girls this speech. I know this robs you to of a wedding but sort of legally you are already married. In a year you can "re-new your vows and have a traditional wedding."

"You are taking too many risks for us. You could be disbarred, you could go to jail. Why do it?"

"Because I love you. Because I love Shirley. Because it's the right thing to do. Because we have already gotten away with it."

She handed me a resident visa. It was issued to Shirley Cotillard-Hammond. I gave Carly a big kiss. Her tongue slipped between my lips and I welcomed it.

We separated and told her I needed to go home, that something had come up.

She giggled and said, "Yes, I can see that," she said as she slid her hand over the bulge in my pants. She was dialing her phone before I opened the door. I heard her say, "Jimmy, I need you, now!" before I closed it.

There was a party going on when I got home. I got a lot of kisses and congratulations on my wedding and questions about how many honeymoons we thought we needed. Shawna suddenly looked at me and asked, "How much time do you need?"

"An hour."

"OK ladies, let's go home. They have some serious matters to take care of."

The confused expression in the girls face was quickly replaced by knowing smiles. They gave deep kisses and gropes to both Shirley and me then left. Those kisses and gropes made both of us even hornier for each other than we already were so we literally ran to the bed, undressed, and fucked. It was a primeval fuck, a loud fuck, an I love you madly fuck.

I was a bit late returning to work but noted that I was at my desk before Carly was.

As it turned out it would be three weeks before anyone inquired about Shirley Baxter. The homeland security people still had Baxter listed as a terrorist threat and wanted to talk to her. The only ones they talked to were Shawna and Carly who said the last time they had heard of her at all was the day she left.

Every one was happy she was leaving the country to get away from her abusive husband. No one thought it was anything other than that and she probably did not know he was dead and was still hiding from him.

No one heard from Shirley Baxter again, it was as if she had vanished into thin air.

There was never a question asked about Shirley Hammond.