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"Are you sure about this?" Sayen glanced towards her passenger. The bobcat's ears perking towards the jenny. "And I mean really sure? Never done anything close to this."

Becky worried her bottom lip as she squirmed in the passenger seat. "Yeah, I think." Sayen's sharp nose twitched as the scent of her excitement and that hint of fear. It was funny that teh'd ended up in a relationship. Sayen had always been rather liberated when it came to sex. Back in high school, she'd been pretty sure that her friend and neighbor would end up finding some handsome jack and end up with a happy two-point-five kids. Imagine her surprise when a half-drunk Rebecca had confessed her feelings to Sayen. Ah that had been a fun night, especially since the jenny went from Rebecca, friend and confidant, to Beccy, her sweet girl.

Though if anyone looked at the two of them, they'd have figured that Beccy was the dominate. Especially since Sayen only came up to the donkey's chest. Mammoth Jackstock wasn't just a name. She was a big gal, strong one too; but said she loved how dainty Sayen made her feel.

Sayen chuffed, "You don't sound sure." She laid her hand on the jenny's leg. Beccy jumped with a snort, long ears folding back into her hair, "In fact, hadn't seen you this scared since Graduation." The bobcat slipped her hand into Beccy's and squeezed, "We can still back out."

Beccy bray-laughed, "Nervous as heck, but I should be fine..." She squirmed again and tried to busy herself with the scenery watching. Kinda hard to do since it was nearing midnight. "I wanna do this though." She squeezed Sayen's hand and smiled, but it was shaky. "Just watching all your Fukumentaries and what you do just to see if you can..." she squirmed and bit her lip again. "Can you..." Beccy looked over. "Please?"

Her lips curled into a smile. Sayen angled her head and held still as Beccy reached over and fastened the head cam into place. The small, headset cam had become one of her favorite gadgets as of late. No one noticed a person walking around with what looked like a blutooth earpiece anymore, much less if they were talking to themselves. The video quality wasn't the best, but it was about as good as she could expect.

Beccy took Sayen's phone and played with it a second before giving a thumbs up. "Our journey takes us far from our usual stomping grounds." Beccy's tall ears perked as the van smoothly slid towards an exit. Her breathing picked up as Sayen continued. "Today we are in search for the rare American Mammoth Jackstock, subspecies Equus Parebant. After weeks of research," looking around the web for a suitable location, "and diligence," teasing online and fishing for interested parties, "we believe that we have a good lead. Tonight we hope to find a Dog and Jenny show."

The van, borrowed from Beccy's dad for a 'mini-vacation roadtrip', rumbled down the on-ramp and towards a rest stop. "Ah! We are in luck." She panned her head left and right to show off the largely empty parking lot. Streetlights blazing down into the lot and shining from the building. A few cars milled about. People stopping to take naps, get a drink, and so forth. Nothing unusual about the area. It was just one of thousands of rest stops across the country. "According to our sources this is a prime location." The bobcat almost had to lay down to stretch across the van. Her hand sliding over Beccy's thigh and up until her claws could rasp across the jenny's jean-covered crotch. Just that was enough to draw a breathy gasp from the female, "Oh! That's the call of the Equus Parebant there. Let us get into position so we can observe."

She swung wide and backed into a corner spot. Fur bristled with the thought of a dozen eyes on them. The bobcat leaned forward a bit and scanned the lot again. Few cars, handful of big rigs parked on the far side, but everything seemed calm enough.

Cutting the engine, she sat in silence a moment before looking over. Beccy's ears perked forward as she gazed out into the lot as well. "Ready?"

"Y-yeah."

"Need anything?" she canted her head towards the building. They had some drinks in the back, but that was mostly water. She gave her girl's shoulder a gentle bump, "Other than climbing in the back and getting ready?"

Ears folded back shyly before jumping, "Um... bathroom."

"Attagirl, don't forget your bag. And get me a soda while you're out there." Becky leapt from the van and hurried towards the building. Sayen smirked and shook her head before climbing into the back.

The van belonged to Becky's mom, and had been around for ages. It was clean though and kept in good shape. Certainly reliable enough that her folks were fine with them borrowing it to 'go to a concert' for the weekend. It was one of those modified 'comfort' vans. They'd taken the back seats out for the weekend, using the excuse that they planned on sleeping in the van a couple nights to save money. Nothing they hadn't done before.

What was different this time was that they'd hit up the store for a few supplies.

Naturally, one would assume they'd use the fold down bed in back for what they had planned. It was too tall though. Better to use that as a rest place or, you know, a bed. A stop by a thrift store had netted them a piano bench. The fabrics store had gotten them some padding, and Becky's skill at crafting, had made it more comfortable. That wasn't the only bit of stitch witchery that Becky had gotten up to.

She threw open the side doors, letting a burst of cooler, but still pretty muggy, night air wash into the van. The corner she'd picked couldn't have been more perfect. A small bit of sidewalk and asphalt would make a great staging area. A few scraggly hedges stood just off the walk. Nothing at all on this side of the van meant that they wouldn't accidentally show off to some innocent passers by.

Under the light of the street lamp and the van's aged interior lights, she set up the curtain. Magnets happily clacking onto the metal door frames. Thick, dark, and open at the top to help vent. Some of that foot relief padding went down. She smirked as she straightened and futzed with everything before dragging the bench into place. Still amazed her that Becky had somehow thrown something together to hook the front of the bench to the seat brackets. A simple whiteboard hung from the door as well.Keep it quick. Please leave a tip_scrawled over the top. _Suggested tips: $5 to watch. $10 for sex. $20 bareback and a simple bucket hung underneath. A wooden box hung from the other door with a bunch of condoms and a selection of lube stuff into it.

"Oh, you're already starting up." Becky's head poked through the curtain. She passed a bottle through.

Sayen grinned, "Yeah, you did a great job with this." The bobcat rocked back onto her heels, "Ready?"

Becky chewed on her bottom lip, "As I'll be."