Court Recess Check-In

By the time the morning break came around, you and your fellow interns were all fighting the urge to take a nap. The courtroom was particularly warm and stuffy that morning and the case the defence was mounting was still as slow and plodding as Garrison had made his. Apparently, both teams of lawyers were working from the same playbook.

As the judge set out the morning recess break and you were all able to stand, Garrison motioned to you from the plaintiff bench and you held the others back from leaving the courtroom as he came over after speaking briefly with his associates. “Alright, you four,” he said as he came over. “I’ll want to speak with you at lunch, alright? Don’t slip away or make any plans. And try not to get into any more fistfights out there in the corridors.”

You all smirked as little as you nodded and acknowledged with a chorus of ‘Yes, sir’s.

“Eric, how’s your face feeling?” Garrison asked.

“Like I got punched, sir,” he said. “But I’ll live.”

“Good. We’ll talk more at lunch,” Garrison nodded and dismissed you.

Outside, the four of you split off to go to the washroom, and then you, Gemma and Sabrina met back up near the mouth of the third-floor corridor, overlooking the big atrium. It was a bright, summer day and the glass walls overlooking downtown made it difficult to find a place where one of you wasn’t wincing from some glare.

“OK,” Sabrina said. “I guess I need to tell you guys everything now instead of at lunch.”

“You already know everything from us,” Gemma said with a smile, glancing to check that you knew that too, and you nodded.

“I just don’t know why you guys didn’t go further,” Sabrina said. “You were all into it.”

“I’m trying to not make things too complicated,” Gemma sighed. “Not that I’m doing a good job at it. I’m worried that Charlotte might freak out if Becca hooks up with us even if they explicitly are not together.”

“That’s their mess to figure out,” Sabrina said. “And it’s different from the Tasha situation because they have communicated their boundaries and we know that.”

“Sabrina’s right,” you said. “Becca and Charlotte are big girls, we have to trust they mean what they say.”

“I know,” Gemms said. “And that’s why I’m good with last night and this morning. But I’m still a little worried, OK?”

“Of course that’s OK, baby,” Sabrina said, taking her hand for a moment and squeezing it. “But I think you’re also enjoying teasing it out with Becca.”

Gemma broke into a grin and flushed. “Maybe I am a little.”

“Tease,” you chuckled.

“Fine, I’m being a tease,” Gemma said. “But it’s fun. And we’re not supposed to be rehashing Becca right now. What happened with Alita last night?”

“Right, so I got a couple of bottles of wine on my way home and when I got in I changed and then went and knocked on her door. All it took was showing her the wine and she laughed and let me in. She told me more about her relationship, which is definitely over and I don’t know why the hell she would have stayed in it as long as she did. He’s a piece of work and a little weasel. Anyway, we were through the whole first bottle of wine and we ordered in some dinner, and she started asking me about our relationship and I told her. Apparently we’ve been quieter but not super quiet, cause she’s heard us a bunch. Not super clear conversations or anything, but she can tell when we’re, y’know. She said it’s fine, and admitted it’s kind of hot sometimes, and she couldn’t believe your stamina, baby.”

You flushed, both at knowing Alita had been hearing you having sex and also at the compliment. Before that summer you’d never considered yourself to have great sexual stamina, but with all the sex you were having you definitely were doing way better than you had on the few brief hookups you’d had at college. It turned out practice really did make perfect.

“So I kinda used that whole thing to pivot into telling her about the, uh, ‘content stuff,’ and she was curious. Maybe even more than Becks was, and more about the business side of things. I told her about the choices I made early on, and how things took off more when you started helping me, John. Then I made the offer that, if she wanted to try it out, I could pay her a fair rate to film a scene or two. This is kind of where things get complicated though, because she was really interested in that, and even said if she could test the waters like that she might get into it herself. But then when she realised I meant with me and you, John, she said that she wasn’t into girls at all, she thought I meant just filming with you. I told her that wasn’t super in our relationship boundaries, but I would talk to your guys about it.”

“So she wants to film a couple of scenes with just John?” Gemma clarified. “For your account?”

“Yeah,” Sabrina nodded. “Same camera angles and everything, still anonymous. She said she’d call you ‘papi’ and everything.”

“I don’t know,” Gemma sighed.

“Me neither,” you said. “It really is outside of what we agreed on for hookups.”

“I agree,” Sabrina said. “But I feel like there are mitigating circumstances. And I’m not arguing for it, I’m just outlining my thinking. First, it’s less of a hookup and more of a business arrangement. Second, she needs the money and I know she won’t just accept some help. And third, she said Gemma and I could both be there for the filming, just not involved in the action.”

You chewed on the inside of your cheek for a moment, then checked your phone. “We need to get back,” you said. “Are we good to think about this through the day and come back to it?”

“We’re not on a timeline,” Sabrina assured you both. “We can take all the time we need.”

“OK,” Gemma nodded. “We think about it and talk more tonight.”

With that agreed on, you headed back to the courtroom.

“Shit,” you said.

“What?” Sabrina asked.

“I should have bought a Coke, I could really use the sugar and caffeine.”

Both of your girlfriends chuckled at that and promised not to let you fall asleep.

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