After two years of living together, they all had a pretty solid rhythm. Working from home, Dizzy usually made dinner. Jess or Brent did dishes. Whoever didn’t do dishes takes care of trash. And the rest of the house got cleaned on a need basis. The newest addition to their little trio was Stephen, Brent’s newest boyfriend. The kid seriously fell in love every other week though this was the first time that he invited anyone to live with them. The girls were hesitant at first. In fact, Jess’ exact words were “Are you fucking kidding me?” but Brent won over Dizzy and being outvoted Jessika just had to deal.

As it turned out, Stephen was a great guy. He wasn’t as geeky as the rest of them with their gaming addictions, art jams, and nerd movie references but he was funny and he didn’t judge. That probably had a little something to do with the fact that Stephen worked as a stripper and faced plenty of his own public ridicule. Jess even suspected that he could be the elusive unicorn known as a male bisexual, a status even a lot of gays had a problem with. However, Dizzy was convinced that it was just overflow from his job. He couldn’t exactly strip for women if it was obvious that he wasn’t in anyway attracted to them.

( Disclaimer - The following is a little graphic and pretty gory. Reader discretion is advised. )

Nope, still not seeing this movie.

"Sorry. I wasn't expecting anyone to be in here." Jess muttered about the mess as she led Dale into her tent. It was a decent size but it was obvious she was going to need a new one soon. Most of her stuff was piled up on one side while her bedding was on the other side. It wasn't much. Not at all like the queen size Serta back in her apartment in DC. Just a pad, a sleeping bag, a pillow and an extra blanket. She almost felt like she should apologize but there wasn't anyone in this camp that had much. Dale's set-up was probably the best. "Do you want to sit?"