Lila and Emma follow you to the house you're renting. As they exit their vehicle, they look around marveling at the bungalow where you live and the quaint neighborhood that surrounds it.
"Wow," Lila speaks up as you walk towards them. "You weren't kidding, this is a nice little neighborhood."
"Really." Emma chimes in. "I bet it costs you a fortune to live here."
"Not really," you reply nonchalantly. "It's actually about the same as an apartment, but it's much quieter here and I love this neighborhood and I love old houses."
You begin to lead them away from your house and the three of you begin to walk down your street, cloaked by the canopy of oak trees that line the street.
"So, anyway, we thought you should know the truth about your job and why they're so desperate to find someone." Lila begins after a few moments of silence amongst the group.
"You see Emma and I are not like the rest of the group. They," she says with an emphasis of distgust, "are not in it for the children. They are in for themselves."
"Charlotte, especially." Emma adds. "Did you know she's been known to do sexual favors with some of the boys that previously held your position?"
"No," you say, looking into her eyes as you all turn onto an intersecting street. "But somehow, I'm not surprised."
"Oh, and don't even get me started on Brenda and Stacy." Emma continues. "The things they do sicken me."
"Oh?" You respond, your curiosity piqued.
"I knew you'd want to know." She replies dejectedly.
Lila speaks up, happy to bad mouth her coworkers. "Stacy has actually slept with some of the divorcees. She knows she looks cute, and will purposely act all sweet towards the single fathers and their children just to get her way for a little while. She actually prides herself on this, too."
"But Brenda," she continues. "She is the worst. I mean, look at her!" She and Emma both scrunch up their faces to imitate Brenda." You laugh at them. "She actually has managed to sleep with a couple of the boys, and tries with all of them. We're pretty sure she scared a few of them off."
"Did you try to warn them? The other guys I mean?" You ask.
"No," Emma says, still sounding disheartened.
"They didn't seem worth it. They seemed to like the attention the others gave them. We thought you seemed decent and since you kind of avoided them at dinner, I, atleast, thought it was worth letting you know what you were getting into."
"Well, I'm you thought that about me because they all really kind of creep me out." You inform them as your house comes into view.
A smile plays on Emma's face. "I'm so glad we finally have someone on our side. It seems like all of the guys preferred to be with and around them. God knows they would immediately latch themselves to Stacy, hoping to get into her pants."
You make a gagging noise, and the girls laugh. "Well, I'm not the other guys. I'm not one who just immediately looks at coworkers for sex." You flash a smile at Emma, finding her extremely attractive in the moonlight. "Anyway, it's late and I need to get ready for bed."
"Yeah." Both girls respond.
"See you Saturday, !" Emma says as she heads towards the car.
"See you tomorrow AND Saturday." Lila chimes in laughing.
You return to your house after watching until the brake lights of Lila's car faded in the distance. |