She had to stop herself from squeaking out, pushing her legs together and feeling the damp cotton panties under her skirt. Only a few more minutes…J...remy sighed under his beard as the latest nice-list hopefully climbed down after too much rambling about Minecraft and whatever other garbage was all the rage this year. The gig wasn’t too awful, most of the time, and the money was good considering he just sat around all day. Still, sometimes it was more trying than others. He cleared his throat,. The stories my friends told me usually made me feel like I was somewhat missing out on life, but what Sarah told us that evening made me feel two things, bitterly aware that my protective shell was absolutely necessary and sad, because I couldn’t be a better, more comforting friend when Sarah really needed one. I could tell that both Mary and Rose were able to give her some of that well-needed comfort, but still at that moment, I didn’t feel like a very good friend. I’m embarrassed to say that. ?What happened? Need some help?? Still somewhat shocked, she hears the voice, turns her head toward an old beat up tow truck, a couple men inside, the driver leaning out the driver’s door window. ?Oh? Ye.. Yes I, I do.? She nods, adding. ?I hit that rock, I think. In the road, down there!? Quickly pulling the truck in front of her Camaro, backing toward it, the passenger gets out, begins hooking the front of her car to the truck as the driver steps out, approaching her. ?Lucky. ”Danyelle looks up from her stare at the floor with eyes wide like a puppy’s. “Really?”Beatrix smiles warmly and opens her arms. “Of course. Come here.”The girl slides forward, embracing her girlfriend. Her breasts mash into Beatrix and for the briefest of moments the woman wants to just tear her girl’s clothes off. But now is not the time for pleasure, nor do they have the any time for distractions. “Let’s stop this bickering,” she offers, stroking Danyelle’s hair. “Let’s get through this.