After standing at the base of the stairs until the door to her father's study closed behind him and Eric, Frieda led Spencer upstairs, with one arm around her friend/lover while she nuzzled Spencer's neck affectionately. The hardening of each female's nipples and the scents coming from rapidly dampening vaginas were strong indications that each were was highly aroused.
Each girl was carrying their ceremonial robe draped over their free arm, and both were a bit surprised when Frieda's started to make noise.
At the top of the staircase, Frieda stopped and fished her cellphone out of the robe's lone pocket. She was hoping the caller was her mother at the hospital, wondering how things were, but instead it turned out to be "Hello Uncle Lance. What's up?" asked Frieda, as she answered the phone.
"First. Don't worry. I'm using the hands free set in the car, but I'm on my way home for the night," began her uncle.
"Hot date?" asked Frieda playfully, while running a paw across Spencer's breasts.
"Yes. Lila may be my future Mrs. Knight if all goes well," revealed Lance.
"Really? Congratulations!"
"Thanks. Anyway, the reason why I'm calling is that first off, I wanted to apologize for not getting a chance to meet your friends properly, and want to correct that."
"How?" wondered Frieda, as Spencer reached out and started caressing her shoulders.
"Can the three of you come to the newspaper office after school tomorrow? I'll even pick you guys up and make sure you get home again if necessary. We'll just sit down, have some sodas and snacks, kick back and relax," suggested her uncle.
"No problem for me, but the others will have to ask their parents first," replied Frieda, while leaning back against Spencer, mashing her girlfriend's breasts against her furry back.
"Understood. Even if all of us can get together tomorrow though, there are still things you and me need to discuss privately at some point."
"Family or were council business?" asked Frieda, pulling away from Spencer for the moment because the conversation was starting to turn serious.
"Both," answered Lance, thinking about Liz Baker's warning concerning Jack Crawford, because he wouldn't talk to Frieda about the 'other' matter until he had a chance to get more details from Tachibana no Akane and the White Were-tiger.
"Okay. If not sometime this week, definitely over the weekend," promised Frieda.
"Good. One other thing. Please tell your dad in the morning I need to speak to him privately too. He can come by my office at any time during the day."
"Sure. By the way, I have a question for you."
"What honey?"
"When am I going to meet your new lady?" wondered Frieda.
"If not during our get together tomorrow, definitely sometime while your grandparents are in town," replied Lance.
"You're THAT serious about her, huh?" said Frieda with a smile.
"You better believe it!" was Lance's only answer, before saying goodbye for the night.
"Everything all right?" wondered Spencer after Frieda hung up her phone. The feelings over their shared bond were mixed, but nothing to be truly worried about.
"Normal, all things considered," replied Frieda, as she turned to face one of her paramours again. "My uncle wants to meet you and Eric, and apparently he's finally found true love."
"Good for him. I have too," said Spencer, before she wrapped her arms around Frieda and kissed her.
How long the two stood at the top of the stairs, embraced and smooching, neither knew or cared.
It was only when Benton Knight and Eric Anderson came out of the study, and her father made a show of clearing his throat that they stopped.
"Can't you two at least wait until you're behind closed doors?" asked her father, as Eric started running up the stairs to join them.
"No," Frieda replied happily, as Eric joined them on the second floor landing, "but we are going to my room now. By the way, Uncle Lance called and asked for you to visit him at the paper tomorrow, and wants the three of us to visit him there after school tomorrow if Spencer and Eric's parents say okay."
"Did he say why in regards to me?" asked her father in return.
"No," answered Frieda, "but it sounded like just routine stuff to me."
"Okay, but please remember what I said. Tomorrow is a school day, so don't stay up too late," said Benton.
"Sure," replied Frieda, while putting one arm around Spencer and the other around Eric before leading them to her room.