I'm Just Doing My Thing (Savan)

[lauren]

"Alright.. i'm sorry i wont tell you my dirty little secrets again." She chuckled softly. She didnt think she was that descriptive, in fact she could have been worse. She could have told him every single thing they had done and how big he was and how he felt within her, ect ect. She just shrugged her shoulders and pushed the thought away, just accepting he didnt want to know about her having sex with others. She respected that, and wouldnt bring the subject up again.

She nodded her head gently, her hair bouncing once more. "To be honest, i prefer here right now too." She said gently. She was enjoying herself. Sure the therapy and stuff was a thorn in her side but it just ment she didnt have to go to school or work or anything. She could just get drunk or high and have sex with five or six people a day. It was the most fun she ever had. But to be truthful, she didnt really have a serious condition like all the others. She only fooled about and had to listen to a doctor telling her ways to keep her anger and not to have sex. It was all easily ignored.

"So you dont want kids?" She frowned. Kids, were something she definitely wanted but she knew she wasnt ready for them right now. They were future thoughts, way way into the future. She had a feeling it wouldnt happen, that she would be stuck fooling around with a different man each night and not settling to have kids, but she knew she would take it in her stride when it came along.

[RILEY JAMES TYLER]

"You're dirty little secrets are fine, just not when it involves fucking your teacher." He could handle the broad overview, but he did not need to know all of the details. It would be like him telling her about the girls he had been with and he was sure she would not want that. Well, maybe not, but either way, sharing those details was not exactly his idea of a fantastic time. He scratched the end of his nose with his finger, not sure what to say now.

So she prefered being here too. Small world. "Better than that crapshack, I guess." He absolutely hated his house and everyone in it. His mother was a whore at best and his siblings were just as screwed up as he was, though the only difference was he was diagnosed as a crazy whereas they got away with it. They were all as drunk and high as he was, the only difference was if they saw things it was because of the drugs, not because they saw them all of the time and used drugs and alcohol to help dull the hallucinations instead of the other way around.

Riley shook his head. "Why would I want to give whatever kids I have the same fucked-up nature as me? Besides, I pretty much had one and I never see her as it is. My mother wouldn't take care of her so I did. Why go through that again?" He loved his little sister like she was his own daughter since he had been the one to raise her since his mother was too fucking high to know what her name was, and now he had to see her only on visitation days and that was only for a little while, when he let his older sister even bring her in. He hated for her to see her like this.