Kat's mind was increasingly plagued with thoughts of last night as well.  From the thorough, powerful fucking Geoff had given her to the sleazy filth his wife had thrown at her as it all went on, it'd all been intoxicating. Now wasn't the time, however, and so the young woman was very grateful that Patti stepped up as much as she did.  In fact, Kat had a fair notion of where this was going, and likewise that tiny hand entwined in her husband's once more.  She squeezed him gently, encouragingly, right about the time Terry remarked about the way he looked at her.  Similarly, Patti's eyes lit up a little as well.  She adjusted in her seat, draping the left snowy calf over its sister.  Her hands lay folded over one another in her lap.<em> "And do you know what?  That's quite alright.  Maybe you can even do more than look.  Kat's okay with it.  Aren't you, Darlin'?"</em>Kat replied by giving another squeeze only to whisper up to Terry, "I am..."