When he got back home for the evening, Jake sought out DD and the two of them sat in her bedroom for some privacy.
"Jake, how have you been feeling about almost losing Walsh?"
"I am holding onto that fear too much and I have a strong urge to smother her now in the name of safety. When I am away from her I am now worried."
"I see. Is it affecting your studies or your relationship?"
"Studies, not really. My experiences aboard the Embassy have really helped with that. But she and I are both aware that me being overprotective will not be good for the relationship. Walsh is a very self-sufficient woman."
DD smiled, "Can you name a person or situation where she has lowered her guard or walls to allow herself to be vulnerable?"
"Well, yes. With the family and with me."
"You especially?"
Jake sighed, "Yes, I believe that is true."
DD nodded, "And what about your vulnerabilities?"
"Oh, I am very vulnerable with Walsh. I didn't realize how much so until I felt I might lose her."
DD looked into Jake's eyes and, with a twinkle in her eye, asked, "Please define vulnerability to me?"
Jake thought for a moment and said, "When you let another past your inner walls and can be yourself with them. You trust them and, as a result, give them power over you."
DD winked, "That level of trust is a scary thing, isn't it?"
Jake nodded emphatically, "Very much so."
DD acted like she was thinking of something, "So, why are you no longer willing to trust Walsh? Are you reconsidering being vulnerable to her because you don't want to be decimated if you should actually lose her? Does that become a self-fulfilling prophecy?"
Jake's mouth dropped, "Wait! What?" Jake realized DD was trying to get him to make some connections so he closed his mouth and thought for a moment. "Hmm, so I am allowing my fear to create the very thing I fear because I don't want to be hurt... which would actually cause me to be hurt anyway. Which means my fear is worthless and counter productive to our relationship."
"Very good. But you already knew all that because you came to see me about it." DD handed Jake a ring box. "Open that up, please."
He did so. It was empty.
"I want you to put all that fear and lack of trust into that little box. I want you to cram it all in there and then close it."
Jake nodded in understanding and imagined all his fear he had been feeling, personified it in his mind, and stuffed it into the small box and closed it. "Okay, now what?"
"I want you to go to Walsh and let her know what is inside and then give it to her. Let her do anything she wants with it. My last question is, do you feel better?"
Jake nodded, "I do, actually. Thank you."
DD smiled, "If your fear ever gets the better of you do not hesitate to do the same thing and give her the box. Promise?"
Jake smiled, "Promise." He immediately got up and went to Walsh in the living room.
"What's up bunchkins?"
Jake took one look at her and knew, "You talked to DD and already know."
Walsh giggled, "And?"
"This is so sappy, you know."
"Was she successful in getting you to let go of your fear?"
"Yeah, I have the ring box."
Walsh took the box and smiled, "Then sappy or not, it worked. And that is all that matters. Now bunchkins, take me to bed or lose me forever!"
Jake laughed, feeling free for the first time in days as he picked up his woman, laid her over his shoulder, and walked into the bedroom as he playfully spanked her toned ass... much to the delight of all the watching family.
0o0
Max was proud of her kin. All the women folk were making sure the workers expanding the mine were well fed and the adult women not spoken for were making the rounds at the end of shift, handing out blowjobs and quickies. The menfolk were working like mad with the kids to make white oak wood chips they would put into the aging tanks.
She sat back with a smile on her face, basking outside in the nude under the warmth of the sun on a cool mountain day, remembering when all the excavation men and their heavy equipment came rumbling into their family township at the crack of dawn. The men all came out of their shacks with shotguns at the ready and Max had to jump between them to get everyone's attention.
"Billy! Joe! Jim-bob! Ya'll quit actin like a bunch o ignant hillbillies! Thees here fellers gonna spand tha mine fer us soes weuns kin all gets rich! Put yer scatter guns down and show 'em whar ta start and whar ta dig!"
Billy asked, "Ya know dem fellas, Maxie?"
"Ah know tha family whats sent em! Move yer asses, boys! Git tha woman folk up soes we kin get started on tha grub!"
Jim-bob cursed, "Weel shit! I was wantin ta get some bear feed ta hang!"
The driver behind the wheel of the tractor-trailer carrying the big dozier had gotten out and his eyebrows raised at Jim-bob's statement. Max trotted up to him, making sure her tits bounced and swayed nicely, threw herself against him and kissed him deeply, "Don ya worry none. Jim-bob's jus messin wit ya."
"Let tha boys shows ya where ta park an put tha rock ya'll pull out an us women folk will get yer lunches fixed fer ya." Max pressed against the man's thickening cock and rubbed it with her tummy as she smiled up at him. With a wink of promise, she walked off, making sure to swing her hips nice, knowing what it did to them.