Chapter 570

“Sssoooo,” Sabrina said in an ‘I’ve been wanting to say this for a while’ sort of tone. The two of you were getting ready for work, her in the bathroom doing her makeup while you were getting dressed.

“Yes?” you asked back. You already had your pants and socks on, all you were missing was a shirt but you’d distracted yourself by texting Gemma. 7 AM on the East Coast was 8:30 PM in Adelaide - once she was back at school it would be an even number, but for now, you had to account for the half-hour difference of Australian Central Standard Time. You’d wished her a good evening (the three of you had already gotten into the habit of referring to what time it was for the other side of the world) and updated her on the Amanda situation quickly. She already knew the basics when you’d respond to her Good Night texts before going to sleep, wishing her a good morning ... It was getting a little complicated, keeping up with the time difference.

Sabrina leaned out of the bathroom to make eye contact with you - she was naked again, one nipple poking out around the door frame. “How are you feeling about all of that?” she asked.

“You mean Amanda?”

“And her content stuff.”

“You mean how she is doing less on camera on purpose out of respect for her future partner,” you guessed.

Sabrina nodded, then ducked back into the bathroom, a clear sign she was nervous about your answer.

“I think you both had similar thoughts and accomplished them in different ways,” you said. “You protected your identity by not showing your face and changing your voice so it was harder to recognize you. She’s limited what she does on camera even if she’s willing to be wild in her personal life. Neither way is better, just different.”

“OK, then can I ask a potentially inflammatory question?”

You sighed softly. “Baby, would you not ask it if I said no?”

She stuck her head back out of the bathroom, her lips now bearing a soft pink lipstick. “Is it kind of hypocritical that she doesn’t want to do stuff on camera, but gets wild with us? Like - that was some great, kinky sex and she totally wants more from you. Do you think she’ll tell a future boyfriend about that if she tells them about her OnlyFans?”

“I think...” you hesitated for a moment before shaking your head. “I think that’s not really any of our business. And something she has to decide for herself.”

“I’m just saying...” Sabrina sighed.

“I get it, baby,” you said, standing up and pulling on your shirt without buttoning it up yet. Instead, you went to her and leaned down and kissed her forehead. “But you can be stubborn about your ideas, yeah? And you think it would either be a good idea, or a hot one, for her to put content out with me or us, and it bugs you she’s holding back. Am I close?”

Sabrina screwed up her face for a moment. “You need to take fewer psych classes this year, I don’t need you getting any better at reading me.”