For those gracious enough to have read the story this far, here's where things stand as I conclude the public portion of this little Lauren and Bridge...t tale. At the time I'm writing this, Bridget and I have been a thing for just a few days. We've expressed serious feelings for one another beyond friendship, and we both feel great about it. I think we each have legitimate needs the other can fill for a time (No idea how long our time together may be. But of course, who does, right?).We've just. .that is...300 dollars an hour at pure anal! But wait, there is no way anyone's sticking anything up my ass...no way.On my way home that day I was set that there was nothing in this world that could convince me to do this, nothing, but things changed. When I got home my mom was crying, apparently, the bank had taken the Tv and all the kitchen appliances because we couldn't pay our bills and we only had six weeks to pay the house payment, which was now over two thousand dollars. I ran up to my. I am afraid that something will happen to you or to us that will mess up the great life we have together.“Please tell me how I can escape these feelings!”“Honey, I do not have a simple answer. There is no way I can make a living if I spend all of my time guarding you from the Redsticks, much as I would love to be able to do that. Sure, we could live off of what David can do as a hunter, but I do not have it in my conscience to send him out alone. He is just not old enough to have the judgment. Jess lovingly punched me on the arm and giggled.“You are so predictable my randy little man. I bet you want to get fucked by them don’t you?” she questioned. Again I sheepishly nodded yes. “ I bet you would” We heard one of the ladies descending the stairs and Rachel walked into the lounge wearing tiny jean shorts and baggy t-shirt with a “Morning. How are you both?”“Morning Rachel, been having fun?” asked Jess.Rachel grinned and then giggled “Did you hear us?” she asked unashamed.“I didn’t but.