She was sure that she would have to piss one or more times during the night as her belly began to swell enough to put pressure on her bladder. She tho...ght that she could take her crossbow with her and be perfectly safe getting to and from the outhouse. Once she was inside and the door was closed, she was sure that she could withstand any sort of curious or hungry bug.She wanted a little house 2½ feet on a side and seven or eight feet tall, so that it would be tall enough that they could vent. Lauren was wearing a short skirt with an abbreviated halter-top and sandals; the long hair, make-up and painted toenails added to the image of a very pretty, if young, woman.I led the group to the kitchen, where Lauren and I set things up and the guys started to eat. I'd wondered briefly about Donny's reference to Lauren as 'him', but upon closer inspection I saw that Lauren had some obvious masculine qualities. Deciding it was none of my business, I pushed the thought from my mind and tried to. And she'd tried to protect me from it. She knew. There were two of her staring at me though. It looked weird. I shook my head and then there was only one Amy again. Then there were two again. I squinted. My eyes. Something wrong with my eyes. Maybe this was a delusion! Maybe ... I looked again, and saw a cloud of flesh, surrounding Charlotte. I saw her cum-smeared hand pull another guy from the crowd and guide him between her thighs. He entered her, grinned, chuckled at the pleasure of it."So. It was freaking lust at first sight. She seemed to be a bit flirtatious with me, but I wasn’t sure if she was just being friendly. I was too afraid to flirt back. I didn’t want to lose my job for sexually harassing one of my co-workers on the second day. As the months went by, Brooke and I hung out a little outside of work. We went to lunch and dinner together, sometimes even bars. We became really good friends. I enjoyed spending time with her, and I often fantasized about her. I wondered if.