Finish up.

{if Lust >24
}Beth decided not to take care of herself in the shower, and just finished up instead. {if Shame <30
}Maybe I can find some other way to enjoy myself today...{elseif Shame < 50
}I'm tired of having to take care of my own needs. {elseif Shame < 70
}I don't want to get used to providing my own pleasure. {else
}I have some self-control. I don't need to do that right now.{endif
}{else
} Beth washed herself briskly and efficiently, deciding not to waste time in the shower despite how good the water felt on her sore muscles. {endif
} She finished her shower, dried off, and was perusing her dresser for an outfit when her phone buzzed. Looking over at it, she saw that it was a call from Brian. She grabbed up her phone and swiped the screen to answer.
{if Shame < 30
}"What's up?" {elseif Shame < 70
}"Hey baby. What's going on?" {else
}"Hi, baby! Did you need something, or just miss me already?" {endif
}
"Hey, babe. I just got off the phone with Kyle." Kyle was Brian's little brother, who they had hoped would be the best man if he could get discharged from the Marines in time. "He's at LAX, just landed!"
{if Shame < 30
}"That's cool." Good. We don't have to scramble for a replacement. {elseif Shame < 70
}"Oh, that's great. I'm really happy for you that he's home." {else
}Beth smiled with joy. "Oh, baby! That's such good news."{endif
}
"Yeah. It's great news. So, listen{if Shame <50
}..."
Uh oh.
"...{else
}. {endif
}Kyle needs a place to crash for a while. So I told him he could sleep on our couch. I told him where the hide-a-key is."
Beth {if Shame < 50
}had trouble keeping the irritation out of her voice. "Brian! You should have asked me first if I was okay with that! What about your parents?"
"I'm sorry. It's just..." his voice sounded hesitant. {else
}felt a twinge of annoyance, but she smoothed it away. "Baby. We've talked about this. You have to ask me if stuff like this is okay before doing it. It's my home, too."
"I know...I'm sorry. I just didn't think it would be an issue so I just told him..."
Beth sighed. Some things are never going to change, are they? "Why can't he stay in Newport Beach with your parents?" There was a pregnant pause, and Beth got the sense that Brian was struggling with something.{endif
}"Listen...there's still a lot of...unresolved stuff between Kyle and my parents. Especially my dad." Beth blinked in surprise. Brian had never mentioned any of this before. "I don't want to get into details but it's just better for everyone if Kyle can...deal with that at his own pace."
"Ok....It's fine I guess. I'll talk to you later."
"I love you."
"I love you too."

Just as Brian finished that sentence, Beth's phone buzzed in her hand. Lisa, her maid of honor was calling.

"Sup, bitch!" the voice on the other end was playful and sexy.
"Sup, slut." Beth gave the customary response.

Lisa Paulsen, her maid of honor, was a crazy {if History = 0
}girl. She supposed it must have been a case of opposites attract.{else
}bitch. And Beth loved her. {endif
}

Lisa had been her friend since Beth's sophomore year of college. {if History = 2
}If there had been any hope that Beth wouldn't have spent her time in college getting as much dick as she could, being Lisa's roommate had sent them sailing. She had been an enabler and accomplice{if Shame < 30
}, in fact, she still was. {elseif Shame < 70
}, and she still tried to be, despite the fact that Beth was trying to be good these days. {else
}, and she still tried to be which worried Beth sometimes. I'm trying to be good now. {endif
}{elseif History = 1
}They had been two peas in a pod, and had definitely encouraged each other's sexual explorations. Lisa had been, and still was, the wilder of the two of them, though. {if Shame < 30
} Beth could always count on her for anything. Especially an alibi. {elseif Shame < 70
}Beth could always count on her for anything. {else
}She was a loyal friend, but sometimes Beth worried about her being a bad influence. {endif
}{else
}Beth sometimes didn't understand how they were so close. Lisa had been a yin to her yang: wild, and down for anything, compared to Beth's more strait-laced encounters. {if Shame > 70
}She sometimes wondered if it was a smart idea to keep Lisa so close. She could be a bad influence. {endif
}{endif
}
"You working tonight?"
Beth laughed. "Nope. And not tomorrow either. Why, what's up?"
"You, me, lunch. Il Fiora. Noon. Be there."
{if Shame < 30
}"Oh....I see. Still trying to get into the pants of that tasty waiter? Jake?"
"You know it." Lisa was a shameless slut.
I wouldn't mind getting in there myself. {if History > 0
}It wouldn't be the first time she had had a threesome with Lisa.{endif
} {elseif Shame <70
}"Il Fiora, huh? You must really like the food there. Or is it that hot waiter, Jake?"
"Girl, what do you think?" Lisa gave a deep, sexy chuckle. "I haven't bagged him yet, but I'm close. {if History = 2
}You could always help, you know. I'm sure he'd love a three-way." {else
}He has some cute friends, too." Lisa's tone was suggestive.
"Stop."
"What? I'm just saying."{endif
}
"Lisa...you know I'm trying to be good."
"'Good,' 'gooood,'" Lisa was sounding out the word. "Nope, never heard of it. What's it mean? Girl, the only good things in life are good dick, good snatch, good drinks, good food, and a good retirement plan."
"Well, I'm trying to add 'good behavior' and 'a good relationship' to the list, ok?"
"Ok....God, you're getting so boring these days." {else
}"Lisa, why do we always have to go to Il Fiora for lunch? Is it just because you want to {if History = 2
}fuck that waiter{elseif History = 1
}have sex with that waiter{else
}get that waiter into bed{endif
}?"
"Oh come on. Just because you're boring{if History > 0
}now{endif
} doesn't mean I have to be. Besides, it's not like the food is bad." {endif
}
"Alright...I'll be there."