The girls drove back to Kel's studio apartment on Capitol Hill. Kel sighed as she opened the door. "Welcome to my little rat-hole." Gwen looked around the sparsely furnished Studio. It felt to Gwen to be a...sad, lonely place. Kel plodded into the kitchen, putting on water for tea while looking around the bleak apartment. "It ain't much I admit, but it's cheap. It's only running me four fifty a month." Kel sighed. "For this?" Gwen asked while taking in the living space. "What kind of amenities does it offer?" Kel shook her head, "Off street parking, a basement coin laundry, and a rooftop patio, if you can call it that, and if you don't mind being watched by every building around you. Oh, and it's on the bus line—and there is a nice view of the Sound if you lean out the bathroom window. Come have a look…" "But Amanda, are you happy here?" Gwen asked stirring honey into her tea. "I dunno, it's a place to crash and do laundry...and it's cheap so...eh." she said, shrugging her shoulders. "Why?" Kel looked at her friend and teacher. "Welll..." Gwen paused. "I talked it over with Rick. And we were wondering, if you would like to move in with us?" Kel just blinked. "You could have your own room, we have three guest rooms, you know." A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "R—really?" Kel asked in almost a whisper, looking around her studio. "Well, yeah. If you'd like—I mean Rick and I both like having you around, we are compatible, both in and out of the sack," She gave the Vixen a wink. "And there will come a time when I won't be physically able to see to Rick's needs, and you both seem to enjoy each other..." She said in a soft intimate voice, baring her soul a bit to the vixen. "Y—you'd be willing t—to share him with me?" Gwen gave her a small nod. "I don't see why not. Rick and I are soulmates, and that goes far beyond the normal boundaries of marriage...I don't want you to feel in anyway pressured or obligated to do this. It's just—that you mesh so well with us, and—it seems so practical. You both work the same shifts. Put in your own phone if you want..." Gwen looked deeply into Kel's brown eyes.."Besides, I like having someone to do 'girl-stuff' with." She finished with an impish smile. Kel was stunned. She couldn't find one point to argue with, Gwen was right on all counts…It was something she honestly, never considered—anything remotely like this... "W-w-well...uh…I—I've never considered something like this...I really do like being with you guys and everything...and looking around, you can see what I have to come home to—I've just—are you really serious about this? About me moving in with you and Rick? I mean us being, um all together?" Gwen just nodded, a coy smile dusting her muzzle. "Only if you wish to, Amanda. It's just...what is it, hon?" She asked, seeing a tear sliding down Kel's cheek, her eyes bright. "I—I couldn't wish for something this...this—oh Gwen, please, tell me you're NOT joking...you really WANT me to...to." Gwen reached for the shaking vixen. "To share our home and life? Yes, Amanda. We WANT you to join us...if, and only if you would feel okay with this. I am acutely aware of the fact that this is an unusual request to make of you. But you've got to admit, we're not exactly your run of the mill furs." Gwen smiled compassionately as Kel nodded; burying her head in the skunk’s shoulder—and the tears freely fell. “I—I—I Oh Gwen! I have no family. And—and you guys are closer to me than family...a—and I never dreamed—you'd ever, ever offer something like t—this to…me. I—I don't know what to say..." The vixen sniffled, trying to get control of her emotions. “Well," Gwen said softly. "You could say yes...if you want to, that is?" She pulled the Vixen up and looked in her eyes, for the answer was plain to see. And in a voice barely above the ghost of a whisper Kel replied, "Yes, please..." Tears were streaming down her cheeks. It was a simple matter to get Kel packed up, as there wasn't a whole lot to pack. Kel bounced down to the manager’s office on the first floor and cheerfully turned in her notice. The stunned stoat manager blinked at the paper. "Keep the furniture if you like, you can rent it as a furnished unit!" Kel beamed, dropping her keys on his desk. "B—but you've been my best tenant! Why are you moving out all of a sudden?" "I'm moving in with family!" the vixen called back as she flounced out the door. "I thought she had no family!" The stoat said to himself, scratching his head.
