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"Mmmm I've wanted someone to do this all fucking night," Love moaned as Christina lay her down on the examination table.
"Awwww poor Love," Christina replied with compassion. "If you were horny you should have just said so. I'm always ready to fuck!"
"Then fuck me!" Love playfully commanded. "Fuck me like you fucked Britney you adorable little slut!"
"Oooh and I thought I was the slut," Christina giggled as Love stretched out on the examination table. Christina prepared to give her a full physical and she started with Love's breasts. She began licking at Love's nipples through the pale pink bra and her wet tongue quickly got the lace wet and Love's nipples very hard. Love's hard points were quickly straining against the bra and she moaned deliciously as Christina did her thing to her.
Jesus Christ, Tara thought to herself from inside her closet hiding spot. Love and Christina were lesbians! What the hell was going on here? She had no idea they even knew each other much less were lesbian lovers and here she was getting a free sex show from them. Tara had never been attracted to women before but she couldn't take her eyes off this. It was hard not to gasp as Love sat up and unhooked her bra giving Christina the opportunity to run her tongue and lips over her large tits. Tara felt like she had to say something, but she restrained herself. She didn't want them to know she was here. She told herself to stop watching them, but she couldn't. Seeing the two of them make love was almost hypnotic.
"Awww yessss Chrissy," Love moaned. "Mmmm I love how you suck on my tits. You know just what to do. I'm so fucking wet Chrissy. Mmm you're gonna make me come just by sucking on my tits."
"Well we can't have that," Christina chastised. "I could never deny myself a taste of your pussy when you come. I only want you coming when my face is pressed right to that sweet pussy of yours."
Christina continued to suck at the topless brunette who was writhing under her tongue on the table as her hand inched lower on Love's beautiful body. This place was perfect and Christina was glad they had stumbled upon it. Christina's hand made its way past Love's tummy and down further toward her black slacks. They were loose and comfortable and Christina was easily able to slide her exploring had right underneath them and onto Love's pussy.
"Oooooooooooh Chrissy," Love cried happily. "Yessssss baby! Feel how wet my pussy is! Feel how hot I am!"
"Oh yes nice and hot and creamy," Christina grinned. "Just the way I like it. You want me to keep going Love? You want a naughty little slut like me licking your pussy? Think you can handle it?"
"You know what I want Chrissy," Love said with a sexy moan as she kicked her shoes off her feet. "Get that slutty face of yours in my pussy!"
Christina grinned upon hearing that. She and Love matched up very well together. They both spoke fluent Slut and neither of them could ever get enough. Love had played with both Sarah and Rose by the pool that day and Christina had just had her intense encounter with Britney, but they both wanted more and they wanted it now. The room was being filled with the scent of sex and Love continued to moan as Christina stroked her pussy underneath her pants and panties.
The smell of sex was indeed filling the room and it was having quite the effect on Tara as she stood in her hiding place. She couldn't stop watching them go at each other. Seeing girls do it was something completely alien to her, but there was just something about the two of them that was so enticing. Men had raved about the magic of girl on girl and so many of Tara's boyfriends had lusted after the idea of a threesome with her and another girl. Tara had always shot their dreams down in flames, but now she was seeing girl-girl sex for herself and she was absolutely riveted by what she saw.
Tara was unable to do anything but watch as she remained frozen to her spot. She watched in wild wonder as Love kicked off her shoes and sent them flying onto the cold tile of the floor with a pair of thumps. Christina began kissing down Love's chest and all around her tummy and she began to pull Love's pants down. Tara unconsciously began to fondle her belly chain while she watched in total fascination. Christina continued to tongue Love's cute belly button while pulling off her pants. The pants hit the floor along with Love's blouse, bra and shoes and she was left only in her socks and a tight pair of pink panties that were dark at the crotch because of Love's wetness.
Love giggled sexily from the tickling sensation of Christina's tongue on her belly button. She squirmed against the table as Christina's kisses slowly got closer and closer to her wet panties. Christina took a moment to breathe in Love's aroused scent and then finally pulled out the hand that had been stroking Love's pussy the whole time. Christina then eagerly hopped up onto the table with Love and pulled herself on top of the actress.
"Awwww I thought you were gonna lick me," Love pouted. She wasn't really mad. How could she be mad when she had this sexy nympho right on top of her. Love really hadn't had a chance to admire Christina's newly enhanced bosom and she was getting her first feel of them as they brushed against her bare tits through Christina's bra top.
"I had to share with you first," Christina smiled as she brought her wet hand up to Love's mouth. Love's tongue flicked out of her mouth and began to taste herself all over Christina's fingers. Christina did the same and soon they were both licking at the juice-covered hand.
When it was clean enough, Christina reversed direction yet again and hopped off the table. While she walked around, Christina gave her ass a sexy wiggle through her jeans as she got to the edge of the examination table where Love's legs were spread, welcoming her in.
Love scooted herself closer to the edge of the table and gave Christina an easier opportunity to get at her. Once again Christina treated herself to the scent of Love's aroused pussy and this time she followed it up by pushing her face right into the source of the sexual scent in the air.
"Awwwwwww yeahhh," Love groaned as Christina's mouth went right at her pussy. Christina jerked Love's panties aside and she dove into the wetness with her tongue. Christina held tight onto Love's panties, letting nothing stand in her mission to lick Love to orgasm. Love could only moan in pleasure and peer down between her spread legs to watch that sexy little minx furiously lick her pussy with her studded tongue.
Tara still couldn't believe what she was witnessing. She had seen some wild things in her days, but nothing that compared to two famous women indulging in lesbian lust right in front of her. It was just so erotic to see two women totally free of inhibitions who wanted nothing more than to make each other feel good. They were so totally into each other and they were both so beautiful that Tara began to feel a stirring in her own pussy.
She couldn't believe she was getting turned on watching this, but she knew she was. She couldn't deny how her stomach was starting to feel like butterflies were loose in it and how her pussy was starting to tingle under her skirt and the thong she was wearing underneath it. Tara was just happy she had worn panties tonight. Sometimes she didn't and if this had been one of those nights then the white skirt she was wearing would surely be ruined.
Totally unaware that they had an audience, Love and Christina continued to have at each other. As Love cried out her pleasure, Christina tongued her wet pussy. She was driving Love wild with the way she would tease her clit, letting her tongue trace over her swollen bud and then pulling away before she got too hot from it. Christina would then follow that up with hard tongue stabs into Love's pussy, which the actress found quite enjoyable.
"Tongue fuck me Chrissy!" Love urged. "Fuck me with that hot little tongue! Ohhhhhh yessss I love how fucking good you are at eating pussy Christina! Yesssss that's it you naughty slut! Tongue fuck me!"
Christina was also feeling some arousal of her own. As she leaned against the table with her face in Love's pussy, Love began to tease Christina with, of all things, her foot. She began to rub Christina through her jeans, correctly guessing she wasn't wearing any panties underneath, with her sock covered foot and Christina moaned in delight right into Love's pussy. Love's actions were doing a good job of juicing her up and Christina made sure to reward her with all the things her hungry tongue was doing to her pussy.
Love's pussy was dripping juice down her legs by now and her need was evident. Christina had done such a good job at working Love into a horny frenzy with her tongue that when she took a quick little oxygen break, Love couldn't stand to have her pussy not be stimulated. Love groaned in frustration and began to play with her own pussy, sliding her fingers in and out as Christina watched and giggled.
"Wow, you are a horny little slut tonight?" Christina smiled. "I might need to spank you a little."
"Yeah do it Chrissy," Love moaned, her fingers still inside herself. "Spank me! Spank my wet pussy!"
The next thing Love felt was a hard slap right to her pussy. Christina's hand hit the wet girl flesh with a wet smack and she felt a twinge of pleasure in her own pussy as she felt Love's wetness against her palm. Christina then began to slap Love's pussy over and over again. She wasn't going in hard, she was just firm in her steady delivery of wet slaps to Love's snatch. Love was in ecstasy from the slaps she was getting to her pussy and she wanted more.
"Fuck me Chrissy!" Love urged. "C'mon fuck me you whore!"
With sexy sigh and an aroused grin, Christina then slid her fingers right into Love. Love still had two of her fingers inside her pussy and Christina's added digits made things a very tight fit. It also made things extremely hot for Love and she was groaning and tossing herself around the table as the pleasure built up in her brain. Finally it was too much and Love pulled out of her slick pussy, feeding herself her juicy fingers as Christina did the same with her hand and plunged her tongue back into Love's cunt.
"Ohhh you're so fucking wet," Christina groaned after pulling her shiny face out fresh from a hard series of licks on Love. "I love this tight, wet pussy of yours Love. But I'll bet I can make you wetter."
Christina then used her free hand to spread open Love's labia and she spit right into her pussy. Love let out a deep guttural groan of pleasure from that and helpfully spread her legs wider for Christina. The effort was much appreciated and Christina let loose another helping of spit into Love. Since she was spread wide this time the spit hit right on Love's clit and she let out a real hard groan of desire because of it.
Tara was shocked when she saw that. She had no idea women could do that to each other. Of course just about everything Tara was watching was new. Her sadness from before was long gone as she enjoyed the erotic display before her. The spitting was turning her on something fierce. Part of her wished they were doing that to her. It seemed so fucking nasty and sexy and Tara's pussy was getting so wet under her thong. Tara tried to turn away, but she couldn't. She kept watching the show and slowly hiking her skirt up.
"C'mon Chrissy!!!" Love groaned through gritted teeth. "Ohhhhhh I'm so fucking close! I fucking love it when you spit in my pussy! Feels sooooo good! Make me come Christina! C'mon you little slut! Eat my pussy! I need you Chrisssy! Make me fucking come now!"
Love's commands were soaked in the desire she felt throughout her body. She knew she was close to coming and finding the relief she had sought all evening. Christina still held her panties to the side and was really sucking hard on her clit, working the hard pleasure generator over with all the muscles in her face. She could feel Love's desperate need and she didn't want her suffering any more from lack of orgasms. Love groaned and pawed at her own bouncing tits while Christina sucked her clit.
Christina's hot mouth was doing such a good job on her clit that when Love felt her orgasm arriving she did absolutely nothing to hold it back. She just let it roar like a river blasting through a dam and suddenly it shook throughout her body. Christina just kept on sucking at her clit as she came, licking every drop of pleasure out of Love that she could get to.
"OHHH FUCK YESSSS!!!" Love screamed out with a sudden burst of passion. Her legs flailed and her body thrashed on the table, but Christina held her steady, her face still pressed to Love's orgasming pussy. Love had needed this orgasm so bad and Christina had been happy to give it to her. Besides she got more than an equal reward when she was able to lick up the sweet sex cream that was covering her tongue.
Tara let out a soft moan that went undetected as she witnessed Love's orgasm. She couldn't believe she'd been chatting with her a few minutes ago and now she was watching her have an orgasm at the hands of another women. Life is funny sometimes, Tara thought to herself as she continued rubbing at her pussy through her panties while her skirt remained hiked up around her waist.
"Mmmm that was awesome Christina.," Love declared as she pulled the still dressed pop princess on top of her on the table. They kissed tenderly and Christina only had one question for her friend.
"So are you in the mood to give tonight Love or are you just all about receiving?" Christina asked.
"Oh Chrissy, I am always about giving," Love smiled and Christina sighed in pleasure as a response. The two girls continued their hot make out session until Christina broke off the kiss. She sat up on the table and grinned as she reached around back to undo her top.
"Yeah Chrissy show them to me," Love begged. "Show me those new tits of yours!"
"Do you like them?" Christina asked coyly as she threw the bra top away and left herself topless. "I always wanted big, soft titties like you and Rose have. And what God wouldn't give me, I just picked up at the plastic surgeon's."
"They're beautiful Chrissy," Love said truthfully. She really had no opinion in the whole implants debate. What mattered to her was whether Christina liked them and since she seemed happy, so did Love. "I love your tits."
"Then show me," Christina requested. "Show me how much you love my tits."
Love didn't say another word. She just pulled herself off her back and got herself face to face with Christina. They kissed again with their tongues stroking each other and then Love went straight for her breasts. She hefted one, then the other into her mouth, alternating between each of Christina's mounds with her tongue. She teased the pierced nipples with her mouth, biting gently on them and getting Christina moaning. While she lavished TLC on Christina's tits, Love's hands were moving down Christina's bare back to her tight jeans.
Feeling her hands on her back gave Christina a good clue about where Love was headed. She helped her lover out by undoing her own belt. That loosened things up considerably and Love's hands pushed Christina's jeans down from behind, exposing her bare ass to the audience they didn't know they had.
Tara had to stifle a loud moan as she saw Christina's body exposed to her. Her eyes were locked on the show and her hands were getting very busy. One side of Tara's white blouse was pushed down and since she didn't wear a bra that exposed her bare tit. She was teasing her hard nipple with her finger as her other hand played with her pussy. Tara had totally given into the desire she was feeling and no longer was allowing herself to consider anything rationally. She was getting wet and she wanted to come. That was all that mattered.
While her pussy dripped onto her probing fingers, Tara watched in heated arousal as Love dropped off the table and pushed Christina onto all fours. When Christina sank to her knees her ass went up in the air and that allowed Love to pull her jeans all the way off and leave Christina totally naked except for her black boots. Love reached to strip them off but Christina shook her head "no." She had worn those boots all through when she had fucked Britney and she wasn't about to take them off now.
What Christina was wearing on her feet didn't matter a whole lot to Love as long as she could get at her yummy, smooth pussy. With her jeans off there was nothing to prevent her from doing that and Love craned her neck so she could lick at Christina from underneath. Love's long hair dangled down as she began her licking and it gave Tara such a thrill to see Love start licking Christina with such wicked abandon.
Tara had abandoned her breast by now and was using both hands on her pussy. She used her right hand to hold her thong to the side and her left hand to plunge her fingers inside herself. She loved how wet her fingers were getting inside her aroused pussy and Tara brought them up to her lips to get a taste of herself.
Tara had always loved tasting her juices when she played with herself and, with a hot sex show going on right in front of her, Tara wasn't about to change her ways now. She licked her sexy juices off her fingers and when they were cleaned off she just pushed them right back into her pussy. Tara loved the hot, nasty action she was witnessing and she was starting to feel kind of nasty herself as she began cheering Love and Christina on.
"That's it," Tara hissed to herself as she watched Love tongue Christina's pussy. "That's it! Fuck that pussy! Fuck it hard!"
For the first time in her life, Tara found herself lusting after another woman, two other women to be specific. She wished she were on the table with Love and Christina as they licked and sucked her blues away, but she was too afraid to announce her presence. What if they were mad at her for spying? What if they threw her out? Or, worst of all, what if they stopped doing what they were doing?
With her two orgasms from Britney having happened so recently, Christina didn't have much of a resistance to the sensations Love was creating inside her. She was really feeling that tongue on her tender, young pussy and Christina knew it wasn't going to be long before she was coming all over Love's face.
Love sucked on Christina's labia with her mouth, knowing how Christina always got wild from that. She'd fucked Christina enough times to know just how to get the pop princess off hard. Her pussy's needs satisfied, Love now had to deal with the needs of her tongue. She was happy to satisfy herself in this manner by treating Christina to a tongue bath on her pussy because she knew they'd both be winners soon. Love would get the taste that her tongue craved and Christina's head would be swimming in orgasmic sensations.
While Love worked her tongue over the hard pebble of pleasure that was Christina's clit she slid her two of her fingers into Christina's drooling snatch. This filled up Christina very well and the walls of Christina's pussy clamped tight on Love's tongue and fingers.
"Finger fuck me Love!" Christina yelled. "Fuck me hard and nasty just like that! Yesssss you know what a bad little girl like me needs! You know I need those fucking fingers in my tight cunt!"
Love certainly knew this and she also knew she needed a little bit more wetness to really give Christina the finger fuck she needed. Christina gasped in disappointment and let out a soft whine when Love pulled her fingers out of her. But that disappointment disappeared as soon as Christina heard Love gathering up the saliva in her mouth.
Christina moaned in total lesbian bliss as Love leaned forward and spit into her pussy. Unfortunately the angle they were at put them at gravity's mercy and the spit that Love sent to Christina went straight down and splattered against Love's bare tits. Both girls laughed in response and Love tried again. She gathered up her saliva again and spit once more into Christina, this time hitting her mark hard with her spit.
"Yesssssssss..." Christina squealed. "You know I fucking love it! Spit on it! Spit on my pussy!"
Love gathered up what remained of her saliva reserves and then gave Christina one last helping of spit in her pussy for good measure. Christina cooed happily and began to really cry out her pleasure when Love worked her fingers right back into her now specially lubed pussy. Love began to finger fuck Christina hard while she used her tongue to lick her clit.
Christina was feeling the sensations of her orgasm building up inside her slim body. Her tits shook and she grabbed onto the edge of the table for support as Love sucked and fucked her straight into heaven. Christina tried to warn Love that she was about to come, but she couldn't get the words out. Instead she just cried out her feelings in hard yelps of pleasure. Love did get the intention of the message and she responded by adding fire to an already combustible situation. Love pushed a third finger into Christina's pussy and she was off like a rocket.
"YEAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Christina roared as she came. "FUCK ME LOVE!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSSS HERE COMES MY FUCKING CREAM BABY!!! YESSSSSSSS LICK IT ALLLLLLLLL!!!"
Christina then smothered Love's tongue with exactly what she had been wanting. She lapped away at the hot girl cum and let it dribble down her chin and right onto her own swaying tits and down to her tummy. Gravity was their friend in this case as Love let herself be covered in Christina's hot, dripping juices.
Meanwhile in the closet, Tara was fingering herself furiously. She was using one hand to spread her lips while clinging to her thong and the other to finger herself to orgasm. She had wanted to come along with Christina, but she was behind the pace now and she was really working to catch up. Tara closed her eyes and concentrated solely on her pleasure. Unfortunately this distraction caused her to lean forward too much and she totally lost her balance.
With a loud yelp Tara tripped over and crashed through the partly open door. She fell right to the floor and took a few shelves of bandages with her as she futilely grabbed onto them for support. Love and Christina gasped in shock at this sudden interruption just as Christina was cycling down from her orgasm. Love pulled away from her lover and Christina hopped off the bench to see what had just happened.
"What the fuck is this?" Christina demanded when she saw that a person had been there the whole time.
Love immediately saw the embarrassed girl buried under all the bandages was Tara and she immediately had a question.
"Are you alright?" Love asked.
"Yeah," Tara answered shyly as she saw that Love and Christina were none too happy about being interrupted. "Please don't be mad. I didn't mean to watch! It was just that I was...I was in here when you came in and I went to hide and then you did what you started to do and ummm I just couldn't stop watching. I mean...I really had never...you know seen two girls do...that before and it was just so beautiful and I had to watch and then I started getting all turned on and ohmygawd I am so sorry! Just don't be mad! I won't tell anyone what I saw! I promise!"
Both Christina and Love quickly saw that Tara held absolutely no threat to them. Sure the girl might not have been the brightest bulb in the lamp, but it wasn't like she was going to run off tattling.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Christina asked wickedly as she saw Tara's exposed breast and hard nipple and the way her skirt was all uneven.
"Yes," Tara admitted looking down at her feet. Love hooked her finger up to Tara's chin and asked her the question that all three of them wanted to hear.
"Wanna join us baby?" Love asked. Tara enthusiastically nodded her head and Love tenderly kissed her lips. Christina then did the same to her and the two naked girls led the half dressed one away from the mess and back onto the examination table. Tara leapt up to the edge of the table and moaned with desire as she felt two pairs of hands touching her body.
Christina positioned herself at Tara's side and began to play with her exposed tit. She rubbed and pinched her nipple and then pushed the other side of her white blouse down, exposing the other breast to her fingers and tongue.
While Christina was doing this Love was relieving Tara of her skirt. She pulled it off her and then followed that action by stripping off Tara's panties. There was a soft bush of blonde hair over her pussy and Love was happy to surprised to find out Tara was a natural blonde of all things. Love peered up as Christina had pushed Tara's willing face into a tongue kiss. The girl was totally willing to be ravaged by their experienced hands and Love could see that Tara's fingering efforts have already left her close to orgasm.
"Mmmmm Tara you have such a hot little pussy," Love informed her with an aroused sigh while the blonde's cunt with her fingers. "Oh it's so nice and wet for us baby. Tara we're going to make you come so hard!"
That was just what Tara wanted to hear. She had never had a serious lesbian thought in her mind until Love and Christina had entered the room and now she wanted them to do to it all to her. She wanted them to eat her and fuck her and just make her come.
Love pressed her mouth to Tara's hot pussy and began to eat her out. Tara moaned and thought this couldn't get any better. Of course she was wrong as Christina leaned over and began to suck on her tits. She got her pierced tongue on her nipples and treated Tara to the first time experience of having a metal stud against her tits.
"What did you like about what you saw?" Christina had to ask as Tara let out soft cries of pleasure from the tonguing she was getting from Love. Tara wanted this to last, but it was so hard to fight off the sensations she was getting. Love's mouth felt so good on her pussy. She never wanted this to stop.
"Ohhh I love it all," Tara moaned. "You both...you both looked so sexy getting naked and touching and licking and doing it all. You were so into each other and it made me so hot. I loved watching it!"
"Mmm be specific baby," Christina urged as she watched Love's head shake and move while the brunette worked her mouth over Tara's pussy. "Tell me what made you so wet you had to touch yourself. Tell me so I can do it to you."
"I...oh God...I loved it when...when you spit into each other," Tara admitted. "It got me so wet. It looked so fucking nasty?"
"Is that what you want you little slut?" Christina teased, stroking Tara's hard nipples. "You want me to spit in your pussy?"
"Yessss ohhh yess Christina, that's what I want," Tara replied.
"Look out below Love," Christina warned, wanting to make Tara's wish come true.
"Huh?" Love asked, pulling her head away from Tara's pussy just in time before Christina spit right into Tara's wet little snatch.
"Oooooooooh yessss..." Tara moaned as she felt that spit hit her right on her pussy. Love looked up at Christina with a look that promised death if that had hit her in the head and Christina gave her standard response by playfully razzing Love with her tongue.
"Lemme have a taste," Christina requested. "I wanna get a feel for this pussy!"
Love deferred to Christina's wishes on this and pulled away so the singer could get in her licks on Tara. Christina bent down from where she was at Tara's side and dragged her tongue up and over her slit up and down. Christina teased Tara's pussy to the girl's utter contentment and when she finally slid her tongue into her pussy Tara felt her body begin to quiver. Christina got herself a lingering taste and then pulled out, allowing Love to get back to work.
Christina pulled her shiny face back up to Tara who moaned when she saw her juices were on another woman's face. This was all so new to her and it was all so awesome. This was way fucking better than the first time she had had sex with a man. They had gotten it on on the beach and the mosquitoes had made her into their dinner.
"Kiss me," Christina requested. "I want you to taste your pussy on my lips."
Tara greedily sucked face with Christina, kissing her passionately and tasting herself all over her. It was even better this way. Her juices tasted even sexier when she was licking them off Christina's skin.
While Tara was coming to this realization, Love was busily pushing her along to orgasm. Tara's pussy had been ready to come when they had first laid her down on the table and all Love was doing was giving her what she needed to be pushed over. Love saw Tara's swollen clit emerge from the sea of pink in her pussy and she went for it, hitting her arousal with a furious tonguing that gave Tara her first girl-girl orgasm.
"OHHHHHHH YESSS!!!" Tara yelled. "JUST LIKE THAT!!! JUST LIKE THAT!!! OH YESSSSSSSSSS!!!"
"Yeahhh come Tara, c'mon come for us baby," Christina urged as she continued to play with Tara's bouncing tits.
"YESSSSSSSSSSSS OHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSSSS!!!" Tara gurgled while she felt her orgasm bounce through her body. She was feeling so much pleasure now that she thought she just might lift up and float away. She bounced up and down on the table, bruising her ass and not caring one bit about that.
Christina quickly made her way to Tara's pussy, joining Love in licking up her essence. Having the two tongues on her pussy was really driving Tara wild and she gave the two experienced girls at her sex plenty of the girl cum they craved. They lapped away at Tara's cummy pussy until she had nothing left to give them.
Tara moaned in bliss as Love and Christina popped up on each side of her face and began kissing and caressing her happy, well fucked features.
"Ohhh I'm so glad you caught me," Tara sighed as she wrapped her arms around Love and Christina and gave them each a kiss on the lips for what they had done for her. "That was such an awesome first time."
"You don't want it to be your last, do you?" Love inquired.
"Oh hell no," Tara replied immediately. "I wanna do more. Please say we can do more!"
"Don't worry sweetie, we can do a lot more," Love assured her.
"Hey, I just thought of something," Christina announced. "All three of us...we all fucked Carson!"
"Jeez, you're right," Love giggled. "Well you two are better than Carson ever was."
"Way better than Carson ever was," Christina corrected her.
"No...way, way better than Carson ever was," Tara said with a laugh. The biggest benefit of all of this was that she was suddenly very ready to put Carson behind her. She was ready to go out with the old and in the very very new and what was new to her looked like it was going to be a lot of fun.
Rose leaned against a wall backstage trying to pull herself together. Her worst nightmare was staring her right in the face and she had to find a way to escape it. Her breathing was labored and she could feel her palms getting sweaty. Shit! How could this happen? How could she let herself end up in a situation like this? Her nerves were on edge and she began to nervously tug on her hair.
She just hoped no one here would find her. This quiet corner was unoccupied and Rose wanted to keep it that way. She had to calm herself down. She would be ok if she just calmed down. Love and Christina didn't know anything. She could just go back to them and avoid her for the rest of the night. She knew she could do that. Rose told herself over and over again that she was going to be ok. She was going to get through this.
"Hey! You're not supposed to be back here!" some roadie yelled at Rose.
"Fuck off!" Rose snapped right back at him with white-hot anger and he meekly slunk away. She looked down and saw that her hands were shaking and she tired to steady herself. Don't lose it, she coached herself. You can get through this. Rose used every trick she knew to try and calm herself down and it was beginning to work. She felt her breathing begin to return to normal and she was able to steady her hands. However, just as she was beginning to calm herself, things took a turn for the worse.
"Hello Rose," a voice said from behind her. Rose didn't even have to look to know who it was. She knew her voice. She knew her scent.
"Leave me alone," Rose whispered.
"I won't!" Jaime insisted as she grabbed Rose by the shoulder and turned her around forcefully so she would have to look at her. "I'll never leave you alone Rose!"
"How did you find me?" Rose asked.
"I know you Rose," Jaime replied. "I'm inside you. You know that. I'm a part of you and where you go, I go too. I knew exactly where you'd go."
"Go away," Rose hissed at Jaime, her hands shaking again.
"Are you scared Rose?" Jaime demanded. Rose didn't answer so Jaime grabbed her by her face and squeezed her cheeks with her hand. "ARE YOU SCARED?"
"Yes!" Rose gasped.
"You should be," Jaime snapped. "You stupid little cunt. You're going to pay for what you did to me last night! You and your little friends are going to get it!"
"Leave them out of this...please..." Rose begged.
"Call me Master," Jaime ordered. "I want to hear you say it! I want to hear you say that I still control you!"
"Nooo..." Rose softly wailed. "I won't!"
"You will!" Jaime insisted. "You will and your friends will too! You know Love seemed really happy to see me before. She and I were pretty friendly when we did the movie. I'll bet she'd love to invite me over to your nice little mansion for some fun. Or maybe she won't even want to wait. Maybe she'd love it if I raped her tight ass right here and now! I bet she'd want to hear about all those things I do to you at night!"
"Nooo please no..." Rose begged. "Don't hurt her! Leave them alone! I'm the one you want!"
"I want it all Rose!" Jaime declared. "But most of all I want to hurt you. I want you to feel the sweet pain again. I want you to watch as I take your friends and twist them and turn them until they're mine! I want you to see as I rip those tight bitches open!"
"I'll do anything you want," Rose cried. "Just leave them alone! I don't want them to know! Ever!"
"You can't protect them Rose," Jaime mocked. "They're gonna hurt, just like you hurt. They're gonna see for themselves what this world is really like! They're going to cry out for you Rose and you won't be able to help them! I'll bet your friend Love cries like a little bitch, doesn't she? Maybe I'll find out for myself!"
"NO!" Rose shouted, using her strength to send Jaime back into the wall. But the blonde just laughed at her.
"You can try all you want Rose but you're going to pay for what you did to me," Jaime smirked. "You're going to pay through your little friends tears! I'm going to hurt them and you're not going to be able to protect them. Just like you weren't able to protect yourself!"
Jaime then continued to laugh coldly and Rose stepped back from her. She had to get out of here. All she could hear was Jaime's cruel laugh. What had she done? What if she had already done something? What if she had hurt Love? She had to find her housemate! Rose took off back to the concert and she could still here Jaime's mocking laugh as she ran.
"That's right! Run away Rose!" Jaime called out to her. "You won't be able to protect her! She's gonna be mine! They all will be!"
Completely unaware of what was transpiring elsewhere in the stadium, Love was happily wandering around. She was once again searching for Rose as she hoped that Christina's encouraging words from before would hold true. Love felt a little bit guilty about sneaking away for sex when she should have been searching for Rose, but she knew that Rose would have done the same thing if she had been in her place.
Love was feeling so good about all that had happened. She had been able to make a new friend, reconnect with Christina and open up two new potential avenues for fun. All in all it had been a successful night and Sarah hadn't even gotten here yet. There was still the planned get together at the mansion that night and if Christina wasn't pulling her leg and really was bringing Britney with her, it was going to be one unforgettable night.
As she wandered around, Love was feeling giddy in the way that only a really good orgasm could make her feel. Suddenly she heard a voice call out to her.
"Love!" came through the crowd and she whirled around to see that Alyssa had been calling her.
"Alyssa! Hey!" Love said happily as Alyssa came over and gave her a friendly hug.
"Did Rose tell you the good news?" Alyssa asked excitedly.
"No, what's going on?" Love asked.
"I'm moving in!" Alyssa squealed. "I'm so freakin happy!"
"That's great!" Love replied, sharing Alyssa's joy and already imagining what they could do with her beautiful body and horny mind in the mansion. "When are you going to move your stuff in?"
"Just as soon as I can," Alyssa answered. "Oh I can't wait. I thought Rose was just going to tease me forever. I can't wait to get in there! Mmmm and I can't wait to show you just how good a housemate I can be."
"I can't wait either," Love said, breaking up the hug before they lost control and got a little too frisky in front of all these people. They would have plenty of opportunities for that later. "Are you coming over tonight?"
"Just try and keep me away," Alyssa grinned.
"Goody," Love said as she added another name mentally to the RSVP list. It was growing pretty damn big, but Love believe the more the merrier. "Say you haven't seen Rose in the last little while have you Alyssa?"
"Not since earlier," Alyssa answered. "Why? Is something wrong?"
"No...at least I don't think so," Love explained. "I mean she just disappeared all of a sudden and I've been trying to find her ever since."
"Don't worry, she'll find you," Alyssa said, echoing Christina's sentiments. "She won't let you get very far."
"Ok, but if you see her, tell her I'm looking for her," Love requested.
"Will do," Alyssa agreed. "Good luck with your search."
"Thanks," Love replied. "And I'll see you later."
"Bet your ass you will sweetie," Alyssa promised as Love shot her a wink and disappeared back into the crowd to search for Rose.
Love looked all over for her housemate, with no luck. She scanned crowds for any sign of her distinctive figure and hair, but she couldn't spot her anywhere. Maybe she should just stay in one spot, Love speculated. After all she could be making things more difficult than they should be by wandering all around. If she stayed in one spot, it might be more likely that she would be able to find Rose.
So Love stationed herself for a few moments and actually tried to enjoy the music. Between her search for fun and for Rose, Love had almost forgot the reason she came here in the first place. Moby was on stage performing and, while Love wasn't a big fan, she liked anything you could dance to. However, Love's roving eye couldn't keep her attention from quickly being focused somewhere else.
She was blonde, busty and a vision for anyone who had ever lusted after a woman. She was dancing along to the music in her jeans and the sports jersey she had worn over her generous chest. It was obvious from the way she bounced that this girl wasn't wearing a bra underneath and Love couldn't help but stare at her.
Love tried to concentrate on the music and not on the girl, but it was hard not to look back and glance at her as she danced and bounced. Love didn't see a boyfriend around her and she had to wonder if she might be interested in some fun. Love suddenly thought to herself that, with the exception of Michelle, she had never been with a girl who wasn't a celebrity in some form. Love laughed to herself as she wondered what sex with a "normal girl" would be like.
As the girl continued to catch her eye, Love decided to go over and see. She had no idea if she would be into it, but Love realized that something Rose had told her months ago was true. They could seduce anyone. Why not take a risk?
"Hey cutie," Love said, stealing the word from her new friend Jenteal. The girl looked over at her and immediately recognized who she was talking to.
"Hey, you're Jennifer Love Hewitt, aren't you?" the girl declared excitedly.
"Yes I am," Love admitted. She hadn't assumed the girl would recognize her, but it was always nice. "And you are?"
"Tanya," the girl said, introducing herself.
"Nice to meet you Tanya," Love replied. "You know I saw you dancing over there before and I just wanted to introduce myself."
"Oh really? You saw me huh?" Tanya responded slyly, immediately picking up on the vibes Love was sending her. Tanya had never been with a girl before, but she wasn't closed to the possibility. Her boyfriend hadn't been paying much attention to her anyway lately and Tanya had wanted to do something crazy for a long time. She had no idea Jennifer Love Hewitt was into this, but Tanya could feel she was definitely checking her out.
"Yeah, you're really beautiful," Love smiled as she began to run her fingers up Tanya's arm. But before Love could push things any further Tanya's boyfriend suddenly returned from a beer run.
"What the fuck is this?" the guy demanded and Love immediately took a step back. This guy was the living definition of the term "muscle bound jerk." His shirt could barely contain the muscles he spent hours at the gym each day working to maintain. His blonde hair and blue eyes combined with the muscles to give him a hard look that would have made the Aryan nation very proud.
"It's nothing Brent!" Tanya suddenly insisted.
"Don't tell me it's nothing!" Brent yelled. "I go away for five fucking minutes and you can't even keep your fucking mouth shut and watch the concert!"
"Hey, you don't need to talk to her like that," Love butted in, her voice a squeak as she looked like a midget next to Brent.
"What the fuck business is it of yours?" Brent demanded. "What the fuck are you doing here anyway!"
Tanya once again found her in the no win situation she had been in too many times. She didn't know Love, but she had to do this to her for her own good. She didn't want Brent turning his anger on her. She couldn't have Brent know she had been interested in this.
"She was hitting on me!" Tanya accused, pointing her finger at the shocked actress. "I tired to fight her off baby but she wouldn't stop!"
"Oh is that right?" Brent said, turning his steely gaze toward Love. "Hey aren't you famous or something? Can you believe it guys, another one of those fucking Hollywood dykes? They oughta keep the bunch of you away from the rest of us!"
"Look asshole, I don't know what your fucking problem is, but you should just step back," Love said, summoning her courage and trying to walk away. She was furious about how Tanya had turned on her and she just wanted to get out of here and forget the whole incident ever happened.
"You're my fucking problem," Brent sneered. "I have enough problems with other guys hitting on my girls without having you dykes doing it too! I think you need to be taught a lesson about respecting other people's property!"
"Ok buddy, why don't you just go back to prehistoric times with that attitude," Love said condescendingly. "Have a nice fucking life, you two deserve each other!"
"Oh no, you're not getting away this easy," Brent said, sticking out his beefy arm and blocking Love's escape. "What do you think boys? Think this bitch needs to be taught a lesson?"
"Yeah...she needs it bad," one of the guys who had arrived with Brent agreed.
"Absolutely, she needs to learn," the other said. They always found it was easier to agree with Brent about everything.
"So let's do it!" Brent said as he grabbed Love and pushed her toward the crowd. Love tried to yell for help, but Brent quickly slammed his hand over her mouth and shut her up. Everyone else was too focused on the concert to notice as Brent and his buddies grabbed the flailing Love and pushed her toward a corridor of the stadium.
Meanwhile, Rose was frantically looking for Love, terrified that Jaime had done something to her. She would never forgive herself if Jaime had hurt her while she was off hiding. She really hadn't been able to run in her stiletto heels, so Rose had kicked them off and was holding onto them as she searched. Rose looked everywhere for Love, but found no sign of her. Fortunately, she did find another familiar face.
"Alyssa!" Rose said as she rushed over to her co-star.
"Hey roomie!" Alyssa said cheerfully before noticing Rose's frenzied look. She had never seen Rose like she looked now. She looked like a deer running from a wolf. Her hair was all matted and her face flushed from sweat and anxiety.
"Have you seen Love?" Rose demanded.
"Yeah I saw her a few minutes ago," Alyssa answered. "She said she was looking for you."
"Did she look ok?" Rose had to know.
"Yeah, she looked fine," Alyssa stated, very confused. "She looked like she always does."
"Oh thank God," Rose sighed in relief. Jaime hadn't done anything to her.
"Rose, what's going on?" Alyssa asked.
"Alyssa, I have to find her," Rose explained. "I have to find Love."
"She went off this way," Alyssa informed her, pointing in the direction Love had walked. "C'mon we'll look for her together."
Alyssa then guided Rose down the path Love had taken and they pushed through the crowd of people swaying to the music. Even though she now knew that Jaime hadn't done anything to hurt her, Rose couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. She didn't know if it was women's intuition or just her own anxiety about seeing Jaime like this, but she just had to find Love and make sure she was ok.
Alyssa and Rose worked their way through the crowd, covering the section Love had been searching through before. Alyssa almost got knocked over by some blonde bimbo running around looking terrified and suddenly she caught something out of the corner of her eye. She had to shake her head and make sure she saw it right, but she did.
"Holy shit!" Alyssa gasped. "Rose! Look over there!"
Alyssa pointed right down the corridor that led away from the seating section they were standing in. Rose immediately saw it too. It looked just like Love and it looked like three big guys were pushing her around.
"Oh my God!" Rose said in a panic as she ran toward them with Alyssa right behind her.
Brent had Love pushed right up against the wall of the corridor. He held her tight as he ran his hands all over her flailing body. He ripped open Love's blouse, exposing her bare tits to his leering eyes.
"Ohhhhh fuck yeah...you've got great fucking tits," Brent laughed as he admired the helpless Love. "I gotta stick my cock in between those babies. I'm gonna get them all fucking black and blue. Now stop fucking squirming you dyke bitch! This is for your own good!"
"Yeah fucking give it to her!" Brent's buddies cheered him on.
"Tear her fucking dyke cunt up Brent!"
"Save her ass for me buddy! I want a piece of this whore too!"
"You're not gonna be a fucking dyke when we're done with you!" Brent laughed as he eyed the tits that so many others lusted after and now he was gonna have a chance to fuck. "You'll know that girls like you need cock! You dyke bitches need to learn the way things are supposed to be!"
Brent's hand was still clamped over Love's mouth, stifling her cries, but the site of her bare chest was enough to distract him momentarily. Love kicked him square in the balls and bit down on his hand hard enough to draw blood. Brent pulled his hand away in pain and Love took her chance.
"HELP ME!!!" Love screamed. "HE'S TRYING TO RAPE ME!!!"
But the music was too loud for anyone to hear her and all she got for her scream was a hard slap to the face from Brent.
"FUCKING BITCH!!!" Brent roared. "YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!!!"
He clamped his hand back over her mouth and began to tug her pants down when suddenly he and his buddies found themselves interrupted.
"GET OFF HER!!!" Rose screamed as she shoved Brent away. Love fell away from the wall and scurried away to a safer distance as Brent shoved Rose right back and knocked her to the ground.
"Another fucking one of you," Brent muttered as he and his buddies advanced on Rose. "I'm gonna rip you to fucking pieces! You dykes are gonna be dripping my cum from your bloody holes by the time I'm fucking through with you! You're gonna feel what it's like to have a real man fuck you like the bitches you are!"
Fortunately Rose was able to reach into her purse and pull out her pepper spray. She got one of Brent's friends right in the face and he cried in pain as the other one just ran away. Alyssa ran off to find security and to get help while Brent slapped Rose hard on her face.
"YOU WON'T HURT ME!!!" Rose screamed as she got up and threw herself right at Brent. She was significantly smaller then Brent but her charge took her by surprise and she began wailing on him with her fists. "FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!!! LEAVE MY FRIEND ALONE!!!"
Brent pushed Rose back down and she fell hard on the concrete right by one of the stiletto heels she had dropped earlier. As Brent advanced upon her, Rose stood up suddenly, grabbed her shoe and swung it hard.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Brent screamed. "MY EYE!!! YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY EYE?"
Love looked up from the floor and saw Rose breathing intensely as Brent ran around in intense pain while he held his hand over his right eye socket. Love gasped as she saw blood pouring out from beneath where Brent's hand was covering his socket. The blood ran down his hand and onto his arm, dripping onto the concrete floor as Rose stood there like a wild woman, the sharp heel of her shoe covered in something Love didn't even want to think about.
"What the hell is going on here?" the security officer demanded as he ran in with Alyssa in tow. He looked to be LAPD judging from the badge and gun and two other officers quickly followed him to the scene.
"He tired to rape me!" Love cried pointing to Brent as Rose hugged her and covered up her bare breasts with the shards of her blouse.
"MY EYE!!! MY FUCKING EYE!!!" Brent cried in agony. "ARREST THAT CUNT!!! LOOK WHAT SHE DID TO MY EYE!!!"
"Don't listen to him," Alyssa interrupted. "He was trying to rape her! I saw it myself! Look at her blouse!"
"Did you do this?" the officer asked Rose. "Did you hurt him!"
"Rose! Don't say anything!" Alyssa shouted.
"Yeah I did it," Rose said, ignoring Alyssa. "I hope he's in pain! I HOPE HE'S FUCKING BLIND!!! YOU HEAR ME YOU ASSHOLE? I HOPE YOU'RE FUCKING BLIND!!!"
"Alright, that's enough," the officer said. "Take them both in. We'll sort this out at the station!"
"ARREST HER!!! ARREST THAT FUCKING BITCH!!!" Brent screamed as two EMS workers began tending to him.
"Jesus Tim, don't you know who the fuck that is?" one of the other officers said after he had collected ID's from everyone. "That's Brian Pierce's son."
Love knew that name. She'd just met him the other day at a charity luncheon. She couldn't believe this. They were so fucked! Brian Pierce was the District Attorney of Los Angeles County.
"Shit!" the first officer spat. "Ok, fucking take her in. Get him to the hospital!"
"No! No! You can't!" Love protested. "You can't do this!"
"She was saving Love!" Alyssa cried out. "Listen to me! He was raping her! You have to believe us! Look at her fucking blouse! You can't arrest her!"
"Look young lady, we're gonna get this all straightened out downtown," the first officer explained. "But your friend here just admitted to an assault! We have to take her in!"
Rose stood silently, her face betraying no emotion as the second officer turned her around and slapped handcuffs on her wrists.
"Rose McGowan, you have the right to remain silent..." the third officer said as he began reciting her Miranda rights. "Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you can't afford an attorney, one will be provided for you..."
"Rose! Oh God no!" Love cried out as she grabbed for her housemate. The first officer restrained her and Alyssa as the other two officers led Rose away in handcuffs. When she passed her friends Rose just smiled at them.
"I'm glad I did it," she said almost dreamily before being taken away.
The phone suddenly rang at the mansion and Sarah dove for it, expecting an explanation by Alyson as to why she wasn't there yet.
"You better have a good excuse bitch," Sarah joked as she picked up the phone.
"Sarah?" the voice on the other end inquired. It was distinctively male and quite obviously not Alyson.
"Freddie!" Sarah said in surprise, not expecting a call from her fiancé. "I can't talk now Freddie. I've got to..."
"Got to what? Go somewhere?" Freddie interrupted. "You can never talk anymore Sarah. I barely see you. I barely talk to you. What's wrong? Don't you want to marry me?"
"Of course I want to marry you," Sarah immediately replied, definitely not wanting to have this conversation now.
"You sure don't act like it Sarah," Freddie pointed out. "I never see you anymore. You're always off with your housemates or whatever the hell they are. What's going on over there anyway?"
"Nothing Freddie," Sarah blatantly lied. Part of her wanted to confess everything to him once, just to see the look on his face as she blew his mind, but that wouldn't have been very nice or very smart.
"Something's going on," Freddie said. "It feels like you never want to see me anymore. I know a lot's been going on with you and your father and the lawsuit and everything and I know I've been busy and unable to be there for you as much as I want, but it's like you've put up this wall around yourself and I'm not in there with you. I love you Sarah. I want to marry you."
"I love you too Freddie," Sarah said after a slight delay. "I don't mean to be distant. It's just that so much is going on and..."
"Something's always going on with you Sarah," Freddie shot back. "You never let me in on anything. We're getting married soon and you act like you don't even care."
"I do care," Sarah insisted. "Of course I care. Look, I don't want to have this conversation with you over the phone. I'm going to the concert with Aly and..."
"That's another thing," Freddie interrupted again. "Why aren't you at the concert with me? You didn't even invite me? You just went off and made plans with Alyson. You know I don't trust that girl. I think she's a bad influence on you. You're my girlfriend! You should be by my side at things like this!"
"Freddie you don't get to tell me what to do!" Sarah snapped. "Aly's my best friend and I am going to see her whenever I want to! You just have to deal with that!"
"I'm tired of having to deal with it," Freddie complained. "I'm tired of being the afterthought in your life Sarah. You just can't shuffle me off to the side and..."
But that was all Freddie got out before the line suddenly went dead.
"Hello? Freddie? Hello?" Sarah said into the phone, but there was nothing. No dial tone. Nothing.
Sarah hung up the phone and waited a few seconds. She picked it up again and still heard nothing on the other end.
"What the hell is going on?" Sarah asked aloud, not expecting nor receiving any answer. Suddenly her cell phone began to ring and Sarah jumped a little in the air in surprise.
"Freddie?" Sarah said as she picked up her cell.
"Do I sound like that much of a brain dead whiner?" Alyson asked from the other end.
"Aly, the strangest thing just happened," Sarah stated. "I was talking to Freddie and the line went dead."
"Consider yourself lucky," Alyson laughed. "I'm pulling into your driveway now Sarah. I'll be at your door in just a second."
"I'll be waiting," Sarah replied.
"Strike team to base...strike team to base..." the walkie talkie suddenly squawked to life.
"Base here," Waldo said from inside the house.
"All clear on the front perimeter...am proceeding to the back perimeter...over," Delbert reported.
"You do that Delbert," Waldo replied.
"Waldo please...refer to me as 'strike team' and end all transmissions with the word 'over'...over," Delbert requested.
"Copy that strike team...over," Waldo sighed as he walked back to the computer. "Is it done?"
"It's done," Franklin answered. "All we have to do is send in the article. It's only a few more minutes until their deadline."
"So basically all we have to do is decide...friendship or money..." Waldo summarized. "That's a fairly easy choice if I ever heard one."
"What do you want to do?" Franklin asked. "The time is now for a decision. I'll support whatever you want. You know that."
"Damn it," Waldo said with regret as he looked over the computer and saw the two choices very clearly. "So it all comes down to touching a key on the keyboard. I hit "Enter" and the article is off and we can keep the house. I hit "Delete" and we're on our own against the forces of fate."
"What do you want to do?" Franklin asked again as Waldo rubbed his chin, scrunched his forehead and gave it as much thought as he could muster. If only this had been as easy as the game of Russian Roulette they once found themselves in when they were in that seedy bar in Bangkok.
Waldo didn't reply. He just reached out with his finger and clicked the keyboard.
Delbert, having ceased communication with home base, then continued crawling through the grass as she patrolled the area. He had night vision goggles on along with his SEAL uniform as he searched for any potential threats. Brandon might be out there. He didn't like how he had been looking at the girls before. They had tangled with their former ally on many occasions and Delbert could think of no more ruthless and lethal man out there.
He knew Brandon wanted their house, but he reasoned why would he stop there? People like Brandon Moore never stopped at one house when he could also have the mansion next door. He had to be stopped. Delbert was dedicated in his desire to protect the girls and he knew Waldo and Franklin, his compatriots for life were with him.
Suddenly he saw it. It was so quick that Delbert wasn't even sure if he had in fact seen something or whether he had imagined it. He did that sometimes...seeing things that weren't there. But he was sure he saw something along the side of the mansion. Delbert continued to crawl through the grass to investigate exactly what it was.
"Brad you are not being fair!" Jennifer yelled as her argument with her husband continued.
"Fair? I don't have to be fair!" Brad yelled back. "You're the one cheating on me Jennifer! You're the one going off and fucking these girls!"
Jennifer was in mental agony. She knew this day was coming eventually. But it didn't mean she was ready for it. She didn't want to choose. She couldn't choose between her husband and her housemates. Yes, she was being greedy but the people who would criticize her for that never had to be in her shoes and having to face something like this.
"Brad please you have to understand," Jennifer begged. "I can't just leave them like that! I need them!"
"Then you don't get to have me anymore," Brad said evenly, but with anger in his voice. "The choice is simple Jennifer. It's your husband or your girlfriends. It's them or me. You can't have it both ways! What's it going to be Jennifer?"
Jennifer had no idea what to say. The choice seemed simple. She should pick her husband. She loved Brad and she wanted a life with him. She wanted children. She wanted a family. But she just couldn't say it. She had been through too much with Sarah, Love, Rose, Jewel and everyone. They had shown her such an incredible life of fantasy and brought out a side of her that she never thought existed. When it came time for her to pick her husband, she just couldn't say the words that she'd never see them again.
"Well?" Brad demanded. "Choose now Jennifer!"
Jennifer was about to open her mouth when suddenly her cell phone rang. She was happy for any interruption and she instinctively grabbed it even though she knew she should just ignore it.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Brad swore as Jennifer answered her phone. "What is wrong with you Jennifer?"
"Hello?" Jennifer said.
"JEN!!!" a hysterical voice screamed from the other end of the phone. "ROSE GOT ARRESTED! YOU HAVE TO HELP US! WE HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO!!!"
"What? Love? Who got arrested?" Jennifer asked in complete shock. It was so much that she momentarily forgot about the intense argument she was having with her husband.
"ROSE!!! SHE GOT ARRESTED!!!" Love cried hysterically. "THIS GUY ATTACKED ME AND I DON'T KNOW...SHE BLINDED HIM OR SOMETHING! SHE JUST TORE OUT HIS EYES OR SOMETHING! I DON'T KNOW!!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!! I CAN'T REACH SARAH!!! THERE'S NO ANSWER AT HOME!!! HELP US JENNIFER!!! WE'RE GETTING JEWEL AND GOING DOWN THERE NOW!!! YOU HAVE TO COME WITH US!!!"
Love was screaming so much that Brad could hear virtually the entire conversation from where he was standing. He saw the indecision on his wife's face and immediately deduced that she was going to stop this talk and go off to be with her friends. That was unacceptable to him.
"If you walk out that door Jennifer, don't ever bother coming back..." Brad said softly, but with a determination that let Jennifer know he wasn't kidding.
Jennifer just stood their frozen. Love sobbing into the cell phone and Brad looking at her with steel in his gaze. She didn't know. She didn't know what to do.
Alyson cursed herself as she hopped out of her car. She had made such a big deal to Sarah about how much fun it would be if they had gone to the concert together. She told her that they would be able to hang out and have fun just like they used to when they first became friends and before they became lovers.
Alyson loved being Sarah's fuck buddy but she mostly loved being her best friend. But because she had gotten stuck in traffic, she had made them late for the concert. She hated letting her friends down but if they rushed they'd get there with plenty of good acts to go. She'd been listening to the concert on the radio as she drove in and they hadn't missed any of the bands she knew she and Sarah really loved.
Alyson since night was falling, Alyson was having a little trouble seeing as she walked up toward the front door. Suddenly out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw something. Maybe it was nothing, but she was sure she saw something. Curiosity took hold of her and she detoured to find out what it was.
Alyson jumped a little when she saw the crushed shrubbery and plant life all around the side of the house. Someone had been there and someone had made an awful mess of things. Maybe it was those three little stoners who lived next door that Sarah had mentioned, but Alyson's gut told her it wasn't so. There was something else going on here.
She continued her impromptu investigation of what was going on and somewhere in the darkness she heard something. She knew that sound was real and Alyson rushed to see what it was. However, when she got to the source she found nothing. Alyson frowned and suddenly heard the thump of footsteps behind her.
Alyson quickly whirled around and barely had a chance to scream before she felt the crushing impact to her skull and fell to the ground with a hard thud.
Where the hell is Aly, Sarah muttered to herself as she paced around the foyer. She had called like five minutes ago and it didn't take that long for her to walk up the driveway. The house was big, but it wasn't that big.
This was really turning into a strange day. Her creepy feeling that morning. The mysterious package. The dead phone line. What the hell was going on?
Wondering if Alyson had slipped and fallen or something, Sarah decided to go and investigate. She walked to the front door when suddenly she heard a loud crash from the other end of the house. It sounded like it came from the doors that led out to the pool and Sarah ran to see what the source was. She was starting to get scared now and nervously palmed her cell phone as she ran in case she suddenly had to call the police.
When she got there, Sarah gasped at what she saw. The glass to one of the doors was shattered and one of the pool chairs was lying there on the floor. Someone had taken the chair and thrown it at the door. Now the door was open and that only meant one thing. Whoever had done it was now in the house.
Sarah immediately reached for her phone and was about to call 911 when she was grabbed by behind. Whoever grabbed her was dressed all in black and held her by her neck so she couldn't get away. Sarah screamed in terror as her attacker grabbed her phone and threw it against the wall.
"Can't have you doing that now can we beautiful," said the familiar male voice. Sarah couldn't see who had grabbed her, but she knew that voice.
"Rick!" Sarah gasped.
"Did you get my flowers?" Rick laughed. "I picked them out especially for you beautiful. Special girls like you deserve special presents."
"LET ME GO YOU ASSHOLE!!!" Sarah screamed. "HELLLLLLP!!! HELP ME!!!"
"No one can hear you bitch," Rick growled. "No one's out there. You and I are going to have ourselves some fun tonight!"
Sarah then froze in terror as she saw Rick withdraw what looked to be a hunting knife. It shone in the moonlight that was now pouring into the room and Sarah found herself whimpering as Rick brought the knife and held it to her throat.
"All I wanted was a date Sarah and you were too fucking stuck up to even grant me that," Rick stated, his voice a deadly shade of calm. "You can't go around treating people like that. It's not right."
"Please Rick! You don't want to do this!" Sarah begged. "Just let me go! I won't call the police! No one will ever know about this!"
"Oh I'm afraid we're already well beyond the stage of negotiation," Rick chuckled. "I'm going to be the one who's powerful tonight Sarah. I'm going to be the one who has the power to get rid of people I don't like. I already took care of that lying bitch friend of yours."
"Oh my God," Sarah gasped in horror. "What did you do Rick?"
"See for yourself," Rick said as he dropped what he had been holding in his other hand. It was a metal baseball bat and even in the dark Sarah could see that the fat end of the bat was matted with blood and what was unmistakably red hair.
"Ohhhhh my God," Sarah cried. "Aly! No! Please God no!"
"She's gone Sarah," Rick informed her. "Don't you worry one bit about that lying bitch. Look at it this way, you'll be seeing her again soon enough."
Rick held the knife close to Sarah's throat as he continued to hold her tightly with his other arm wrapped around her thin waist. She didn't dare flail or even squirm to try and get away. The knife was too close to her neck for her to even think about that.
"What do you think Sarah?" Rick asked. "You think a knife like this is sharp enough to slice through your jugular? Why don't we find out?"
Rick then pulled the knife away and lightly traced it down Sarah's left arm. The slight touch of the knife was enough to neatly cut the skin open and draw a thin river of blood that trickled down her arm and onto the floor. Sarah cried out in pain as the knife sliced her. She could feel Rick become aroused as her pain became obvious.
"I'd say it's sharp enough," Rick grinned. "Now, what do you say Sarah? How about that date? You're not too high and mighty now, are you Sarah? You're not too stuck up to date me now, princess. I've wanted this for so long Sarah and we are going to have ourselves one hell of a time. Don't worry Sarah, you are going to die soon, but first I want to take every inch of this body of yours. I hope you're ready bitch, because this is going to fucking hurt!"
TO BE CONTINUED
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