Page 7 of Bearing Secrets
“Hey, I warned you! I warned you it was crazy.”
“Yeah but—”
Loren poked her in the knee. “But it will work.”
“There has to be another way.Hasto be. I can’t just find a stranger to marry them before this job offer expires.”
“So, tell them you already found it,” Loren said. “Say the issue is already being settled because you are engaged now—say it was a surprise thing from your boyfriend—and should be official soon. Then you get your ass out there and find a man to marry.”
“I don’t know Lore…how am I supposed to do that?”
Loren choked. “Are you serious?”
Shrugging uncomfortably, she didn’t reply.
“Come here.” Snatching up her wrist, Loren dragged Natalia across the room to a wall-mounted mirror. “Look at your sexy self. Sexy chocolatey brown hair. You’re even smart and grow it out past your shoulders. Put it up in a ponytail and it’s perfect for being pulled on while someone spanks that big ass of yours.”
Natalia yelped as her friend turned her to the side, giving her a profile of her “big ass”. She had to admit, it looked decent in the jeans she was wearing. High, round. It was certainly better than the mosquito bites she had for tits.
“Yeah but I’m no supermodel…That’s what it takes to find a wife without really knowing her.”
“Oh, come on. Look at these cheek bones. High. Firm. Big ol’ lips, nice and fun to kiss.” Loren winked at her. “I know.”
Blushing, Natalia tried to turn away but she apparently wasn’t done being ogled by her friend.
“Legs that go on forever, you tall-ass bitch. Those are gonna be some killer assets for you. A nice hourglass shape.”
That last part was a bit of a stretch, but she didn’t call her friend out on it. Natalia had hips, yes, but her waist wasn’t anywhere near slim enough to give her an hourglass shape.
“Trust me, girl, we’ll find you a man. We just need to go to the right place.”
Rolling her eyes again, Natalia moved out of the mirror. “Lore, we live in a small university town. There aren’t loads of fancy rich businessmen lining up to marry girls in their mid-twenties just looking for a Green Card.”
Loren waved off her objections. “Sure, there are. We’ll just have to visit a different haunt.”
“Right. Where?”
“Para.”
“Para.” She took in a breath. “How are you gonna get us access there? It’s pretty exclusive.”
“Jeremy knows one of the security guys. I guess they played football together or something, I don’t know.”
She pulled her eyebrows together. “But I thought you got rid of Jeremy?”
Loren smiled. “If it means getting my best friend a job in the country, I suppose I could take him for a tumble. I mean, he has agorgeous—”
“Enough!” Natalia shouted, putting both hands up while her friend dissolved into howls of laughter.
Loren enjoyed egging her on, making sex jokes as raunchy as she could. The boys loved her for it, but sometimes Natalia just wanted to have a conversation that didn’t involve Loren talking about her dick-of-the-day.
“So, does that mean you’re in?”
Natalia got up and paced the length of the room several times. “Are we really talking about this?”
“It’s a means to an end. It’s not like your goal in life was to go find a husband to get a Green Card, right? It’s to avoid going back home, so you can stay here, take that job, and make the difference in the lives of some little kids.”
“You’re telling me to engage in a fake marriage for some kids?”
