Haunted - For Shizz

Falling back against the chair again, Chessie chewed her lip pondering Esme's question.

"Like that?! Never!" She exclaimed, running a hand through her hair. Rob liked to get a bit.. controlling. But it was never like that. And even when it was good..." She sighed shaking her head. "It was never that good."

"But I guess.." She thought for a moment, making a face at their last time together. The yelling, and the seething. Accusations and name calling. Things had been going badly for a while. " Its been a while. At least a month before we broke up. And its been.. a couple of months since then so.."

She looked over at her friend. Gasping as she realised she'd forgotten all about her own things.

"Oh my god! Esme! How'd the date go? Was he amazing! Maybe you have your own dirty secrets to tell!"
 
Esmeralda had to admit, she was glad she'd never known a man like Rob. Her parents drilled the warning signs into her while she was still in middle school, fearing her rapidly swelling bosom would attract all manner of perverts and miscreants hoping to score with her, while appealing to her fragile teenage emotions. Her brother, despite his youth and innocence, agreed to help watch her back, just as she would one day guide him through his relationships with girls. Then again, of course, Esmeralda had not had very many experiences with boys at all.

She shook her head in response to Chessie's question. "James was... nice. I think he thought I wasn't interested in him. Dinner was nice, we talked, then he took me back to my dorm and left me at the door. He assured me he'd call. I don't think he will. Another one down, and no second date."
 
He had never felt a tug before. A need to move in a single direction. A need to be somewhere, but he felt one now. He felt tugged by that same sensation that had drawn him back to his room last night. Closing his minds eye he was suddenly somewhere else as he opened his eyes.

People were milling about, and he recognized he was at a school and his quarry was directly beneath him. He smiled as he viewed the scene from above. His eyes locking in on her as she sat chatting with another girl. He smiled to himself as his eyes drifted over her red head to the swell of bosom his vantage point, and the shirt, revealed.

He slowly eased down coming to stop beside her completely invisible to the world of the living. He felt her energy call to him, but rather then drinking it in as he had last night, he drew a mere silver from her. With that energy he reached out and caressed one full breast. To her it would be a cool tickling sensation.

He let his fingers slide over the tremendous swell, teasing at her nipple as he gazed into her face, waiting to see a reaction.
 
"Oh Esme" Chessie breathed, leaning back into the lounge chair again. Now all of the enthusiasm had gone from her voice. Hearing her friends words, she felt discouraged for her. "You'll find someone. I mean, look at me. I've resorted to dreaming about it, since I can't find a decent real guy!"

She turned to her friend, absently catching a lock of hair between her fingers and tucking it behind her friend's ear.

"You know what we should do? Tonight.. you should..." For a moment, Chessie stopped. Her nipple repsponding to something. A flash of memory from last night sliced through her conscious, catching her breath. Chessies eyes widened as she regarded her friend. For a split second, the feeling was misplaced. The look on her features was of a hungry longing. "Ooh..wow... sorry. Where was I?"

Distracted, she shook her head trying to ignore the sensation of the dream coming back to visit. Batting at the air, as if to banish the memory, she continued.

"You should come over tonight. We'll get some wine, I'll show you my new place. I can get my laptop, and we can sit up and watch movies. Eat some icecream.. Forget all about men for the night!"

Again she felt it. And again, it wiped her mind clean. Erasing the current moment at hand, and bringing back with feirce intencity the memories of the night before. Turning her head she ran a hand through her hair, as her eyes closed. Chewing her lip as she let out a slow breath.

"Fuck it, we should just go to my place now. I think Im too tired for classes. What do you say, we play a little hookie?"
 
He smiled, seeing the way she grew hot, feeling the energy in her swell as she sat there.

His hand pressed firmer into the flesh of her breast, sliding over one then the other as she talked to her friend. He finally seemed to notice the voluptuous woman, her breasts even larger than his preys. He smiled again as she invited her friend over. And he couldn't help but wonder what might happen

He let his hand slip down over her waist, and pierce trough her clothes as he cupped the heating swell of her mound. His fingers leaving ghostly traces over her lips, slipping up and down with enough energy that the caress was more than a gentle breeze, more
Like the flowing of cool water. His eyes went to her friends as she suddenly decided they should leave now. He smiled thinking of all the ways he might torment her, or them both
 
"Well..." hesitated Esmeralda, placing a hand on her stomach. She worked hard on keeping her tummy tight and strong, and the idea of lounging about, eating junk food adn watching movies like a school girl made her hesitate. Then came the suggestion to just ditch school and go to Chessie's place. That would be nice. Esmeralda really didn't care too much for school. Her parents were only making her go for fear she might go into the adult entertainment industry if she had nothing better to do. A chance to miss class would be a welcome thing.

But Chessie's sudden odd behavior startled her. She seemed distracted, and in some sort of trance. She was struggling to stay focused.

"Chessie?" Esmeralda asked, reaching over and placing a hand on her friend's shoulder. "Are you alright? Maybe you should go home - and get some rest. You're acting a little funny."
 
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