’ He started. He could see the fight that Tim had with Bridget, how he smacked her around, derided and belittled her. It was clear to him what he sh...uld do, ‘Call Bridget and get her down here right now.’ ‘There’s no way I’m-‘ Tim started to resist, only it was too late. He pulled out his phone and started dialing. ‘Tisk, tisk Timmy, you should have her on speed dial. And don’t forget to apologizes for being a real bastard.’ ‘Hi, Bridget, its Tim. I’ve been a real bastard. I’m sorry. Could you. Feeling the meat of her breasts rise and fall, the tug of their flesh on her chest shows her just how fragile and vulnerable she is. She knows that this separation is what's right for her. She can't stand taking only half measures anymore.Crawling onto the bed now, she lays the length of her body across it. Her honey-colored skin is warm in the room's light, now more soft than slick as the oil works its way inside. Staring directly as the camera, her lips part slightly as she runs her hand up. After a passionate sex session I told her of my idea."Look," I started, "I know you have been trying to protect my reputation at school, but why don't we try to repair yours?" What do you mean?" Well this lesbian label seems to have been based on old rumours and biased observations doesn't it?" Yes I guess so, but it's stuck to me now and I don't see how it can be 'repaired' as you put it." Well it can be if you are seen dating a boy. Not for real, just pretend for show."She laughed. "Oh great,. There was a change coming to this region though.There weren’t many people on the streets in the evening, or at least not where the three were passing along. They asked a guard for the next inn that also offered rooms for rent. They noticed the guard’s cautious glances at Athea. Even more strange seemed that Roban’s hulking figure next to the small girl seemed to rather calm the man. When they entered the inn, the locals in attendance showed the same strange behavior. Wary of Athea, but her.