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>chaperoned sex
>Remmy has finally been convinced to stop hiding in his apartment and go out again
>With the Howler news still recent, he's been having someone go with him for protection
>Today it's Betty, who's stern glare and veil of smoke has made the little ram feel pretty damn safe
>So when a random bear woman came up to hit on him, he felt pretty fine talking to her
>And setting up a date
>As long as Betty is there. She insists. Nobody really can argue against her, having all the resolve of a highly aggressive soccer mom
>The date, scheduled later that night, goes well. Betty has enough tact to let the little ram do his thing, and the she-wolf has kept more than one would-be -interruption away from him
>The bear is absolutely down to fuck, and Remmy shoots a pleading glance at betty
>No sell; she's here until the end of the day and there's still hours before that
>So Remmy, the bear, and the wolf go to the bear's apartment
>She pulls him aside a moment, telling him a word to shout if things get bad, and tossing him a small box of condoms
>Remmy isn't even sure WHEN she had time to get them, or how she knew he wasn't bluffing, but there they were
>After making sure it's fine to smoke (it is), Betty enjoys a smoke, while the bear wraps her lips around a different kind of stick
>On her request, the door stays open, so the sounds of growling and pleasured bleats aren't at all muffled
>The bear is surprisingly vocal, seeming to get off on the idea of possibly being watched
>even going so far as to angle herself so that her rising hips were pointed at the door
>Betty assures her that there's no need for a show. But thanks for the consideration
>Eventually a sleepy Remmy is plopped into Betty's arms
>And a sheepish "Thanks" from the bear, trying hard to stand on shaky legs and act modest with sheep cum trailing down her legs
>Gives Betty her number, for Remmy to call later
>Betty assures her that she should thank the bear, and carries her ward back to his apartment,
