Bringing In The Big Guns
The next evening, the Pistols gathered in the courtyard and Piper asked, “Where’s BB?”
“Sitting in the cemetery.” Isabelle replied.
“Is she okay?”
“Yeah, she said she appreciates our concern, but she just needs space at the moment.”
“What about you guys,” Ruby asked, “What happened when you saw the girl again?”
“Ummm, her, the girl, I think she needs a bit of space as well.” Vicky mumbled.
Piper snorted, then she declared bluntly, “She’s a fucking psycho!”
“Ummm, to sum it up, I’d say that she’s still a bit unsettled.” Vicky advised.
Ruby gazed over at Aleisha who was lying on a deck-chair, and she asked, “Aleisha, maybe you and me could go in and see her. Who knows, she may respond more positively to different people.”
Aleisha was annoyed that the creature who wanted to chop her up, hadn’t been disposed of already, so she said bluntly, “I’m busy.”
Ruby didn’t want to appear rude, so she said politely, “You’re not doing anything.”
“Yes, I am.”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m busy NOT seeing that aggressive little psycho.”
“I’ll come with you Hands.” Isabelle offered.
“Okay, let’s go.”
An hour later, they emerged; Ruby blushing so deeply that it appeared as if she was sunburnt, and Isabelle, with her eyes wide open, sucked shyly on her bottom lip.
“How did you go?” Vicky asked.
“Ummm, the impression I got was that she’s not really in the mood for company right at this moment.” Ruby muttered.
“She’s in a mood,” Isabelle began wryly, “But it’s a very, very bad mood.”
“What did she say?” Piper asked.
Ruby pondered, then replied, “Well, in the avalanche of expletives, threats and abuse that came flying at us, the only things that stick in my mind are that she would very much like to pluck our fucking eyes out, rip our fucking necks to pieces, and also do some rather unpleasant things to our private areas.”
“Fuck me, I’ve never heard any fucker swear as much as her!” Isabelle stated.
“Ohhh, here’s a first,” Piper smirked, “Tourette’s is offended by someone swearing!”
“Fuck, come on Piper, there has to be a limit, I mean even I’ve got a limit, but that crazy fucking bitch hasn’t got a limit, and the little fucker spits the swear words out with such venom and fury,” Isabelle replied, then she added nonchalantly, “Although I was impressed with her ability to construct whole sentences made up entirely of swear words, and some of her prefixing and suffixing of certain swear words was quite clever.”
“So what are we going to do?” Vicky asked.
“Well, after I’ve got my breath back, I volunteer to go back in and have another crack.” Isabelle said.
“Really?” Vicky asked in surprise.
“Yeah, I’ll take Soph with me this time, because she has a way of getting through to people.”
“Ummm, Tourette’s, Frenchie’s English vocabulary currently stands at about a dozen words.” Piper advised wryly.
“Okay, so what, you’ll go back in?” Isabelle asked testily.
Back-tracking, Piper said, “No, no, take Soph with you; it’s worth a try.”
One hour later, they emerged, Isabelle sucking her bottom lip, and Sophia, with her mouth hanging open looked as white as a ghost.
“How did you go?” Vicky asked. “Is she starting to settle down?”
Sophia trembled as she muttered, “S-scary monster.”
“Hmmm,” Isabelle pondered, “I think we should let her be, and maybe try again tomorrow.”
For the next two nights they did try, Vicky coming away rattled, Piper bemused, Ruby stunned, Sophia shocked, and Isabelle, while she was deeply offended by some of the language, she was also super impressed by the girl’s uncanny knack of grouping collections of swear words together and then turning them into rattling phrases of abuse.
Piper and Vicky met with Livinia.
“What’s happening with our prisoner?” Livinia asked.
Piper was going to answer, although Vicky jumped in and said timidly, “Ummm, she’s taking a while to adjust, but I wanted to speak to you and see if you had any suggestions for us, you know, what kind of things we should be trying.”
“Vicky, if the girl is hostile and dangerous, I don’t want you wasting too much time on her. I would suggest that only two options are available; either we drive her somewhere a long way away from here and drop her off, or else we execute her.”
Vicky was surprised that her normally compassionate teacher had said the words, Execute her, without any hint of emotion. The battle had been brutal, and the cost had been psychological as well as physical. All the same, Vicky had already seen enough carnage to last her a lifetime. Looking straight at Livinia, she said, “No, there has to be another option, because I feel sorry for her, I mean she’s all by herself and you always said that the chances of a lone vampire surviving in this world are very remote. I don’t want to take her somewhere and then abandon her, and I don’t want her executed, so I spoke to Elizabeth, and she doesn’t want her killed either, so I guess I’m grasping at straws here and searching for a solution.”
Livinia pondered, then said, “There is one thing you can do to make her less dangerous.”
“What is it?”
“De-fang her.”
“If we de-fang her, wouldn’t that kill her?”
“She is a vampire like us, and she will die if she is not fed. If she is fed regularly, she will survive.”
“Are there any consequences if we de-fang her?” Vicky asked.
“Yes, there are.” Livinia nodded. “When a vampire is de-fanged, they lose a lot of their strength and speed, and their senses are also reduced to almost human levels.”
“Okay, so if we de-fang her, obviously she would be a lot less dangerous.”
“She would become almost human Vicky.”
Piper thought about it, then asked, “So a vampire gets de-fanged and then their senses drop back to human levels?”
“Slightly above Piper, although all of their senses will be affected dramatically.”
“So what are you saying, her senses drop back and she can’t have enhanced orgasms anymore?”
“I’m saying that the powers she has now will be greatly reduced.”
“Gee Livinia, that seems really cruel. With our enhanced senses, I mean once you’ve experienced enhanced orgasms, nothing much else matters.”
“Ummm Piper, our enhanced senses give us enhanced vision and hearing as well.” Vicky added politely.
“Yeah of course,” Piper agreed, “But I think killing her is more humane than reducing her to a creature who can’t have enhanced orgasms.”
“I can understand what you’re saying, but the main thing is that she would still be alive.”
“Really Vick, if you gave me a choice, get de-fanged and loose the ability to have enhanced orgasms, or get killed, I would opt for getting killed.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, it makes me shudder just thinking about losing the ability to have enhanced orgasms. If someone came up to me and said, Hey, we’re going to change your orgasms from enhanced orgasms to normal orgasms, I’d say to them, In that case, I’m going to have to kill you. In my opinion, taking enhanced orgasms away from someone is inhumane, and you should only do it if your intention is to torture the person.”
“Yes, but as I said, she’d still be alive.”
“Not for long I’m guessing,” Piper suggested, “Like if I lost my ability to have enhanced orgasms, I’d neck myself.”
“Hmmm, I think you’re over-reacting.”
“No, no way! If you could only keep one of your enhanced senses, which one would you keep?”
Vicky thought about it, then muttered, “Maybe we can have this discussion at another time.”
Piper was on a roll though, and she asked, “Livinia, what about you, which one would you keep?”
“There is more to life than sex Piper, although in answer to your question, I can understand your argument.”
“Besides, when you think about it, the bitch is crazy hostile towards us now, so if we take away her greatest gift, she’s gunna be even worse.”
“Well, we don’t know that for sure.” Vicky offered.
“It’s common sense,” Piper began, “You don’t go up to someone and say, Hey, I know you hate us, but if we take away your greatest gift, will you like us then?”
“Yes, okay, I accept your point.”
“Good, so de-fanging her is out of the question, so what’s our next step?” Piper asked.
“How about all of us see her, I mean the whole group?” Vicky offered.
“Nahh, Aleisha hates her, and BB, well, I don’t think she’s ready.” Piper replied.
“Well the rest of us could see her as a group and try to make her understand that becoming a part of our group gives her the best chance of survival.”
“I’ve always loved your compassionate side Vicky, but again, move things along because I want this issue resolved one way or another.” Livinia advised.
“Of course, yes, thank-you Livinia.”
*
The next night, Ruby asked politely, “Aleisha, we’re going to see the girl again, I mean this time we’re all going to go in together, so would you like to come with us?”
“Read my lips Rube,” Aleisha began as she pointed to her lips and said slowly, “I am b-u-s-y.”
After another unproductive session with the hostile young vampire, the group gathered in the courtyard.
“Fucking lunatic.” Piper mumbled.
“She’s not settling down at all.” Ruby noted.
“She’s one angry little fucker!” Isabelle added.
“Scary monster.” Sophia said.
“Hmmm, I think she’s just frightened and unsettled.” Vicky advised.
“Vick, I love ya Baby, but that psycho didn’t look frightened to me!” Piper stated.
“No, I’m saying that maybe the way this girl deals with fear and anxiety, is to become hostile and aggressive.”
“Scary monster.” Sophia repeated.
“Soph has a point,” Isabelle said, “Maybe she’s not dealing with anything, maybe she is just a scary monster.”
“Vick, I understand what you’re trying to do,” Piper began, “But maybe we just have to face reality here.”
“What are you saying?”
“Maybe it’s the little bitch’s nature, I mean maybe she is just a bad, evil person.”
“No, I’m not so sure. Because of her present circumstances, we have seen her worst side, but I pose the question; have we seen all of her? I’m prepared to say no, we haven’t seen every aspect of her nature, so we don’t really know exactly who she is at this stage.”
“What we have seen is fucking scary though!” Isabelle stated.
“Okay, but is that because of her current circumstances?” Vicky asked. “I mean is she being unco-operative because rather cruelly we have her chained up in our basement? Or could it be that she was brought up in a harsh and unfriendly environment? Or could it be that she has been influenced by being in the company of that aggressive vampire clan? Or who knows, maybe it is simply her nature to be hostile and aggressive.”
“I’m saying Answer C, you know, the one you said about being influenced by her clan.” Isabelle replied.
“I’m thinking Answer C as well,” Ruby agreed, “With elements of Answer A evident, and possibly even Answer B.”
Sophia said, “Scary monster.”
“I’m with Frenchie,” Piper nodded, “She’s a nasty little fucker, and it’s not because of any of that other shit, it’s just who she is, it’s her nature.”
“No, I disagree.” Isabelle began, “It could be Answer A, B or C, but definitely not Answer D, because Piper, if we’re talking about a person’s nature like in your story, that snarling, hissing little bitch sure ain’t no fox sitting quietly on a frog’s back.”
Ruby pondered, then said, “Wait a minute, maybe it is her nature, because didn’t the fox in your story, bitted the fuck outta the frog, Piper?”
“Yeah, that’s what happened.”
“Well see? It is her nature, and she IS the fox in Piper’s story, because I certainly got the impression that she wants to bitted the fuck outta all of us!” Ruby exclaimed.
Piper nodded smugly and said, “I knew that story would be relevant one day.”
Isabelle didn’t want to seem like a smart-ass, although she couldn’t help herself as she asked, “Hands, did you get the impression that she wanted to bitted the fuck outta us, when she screamed, I’s gunna bitted the fuck outta all you fuckers!”
Ruby noted the sarcasm, and she replied glibly, “That statement helped to form the impression that I now have.”
“Anyway, so what are you saying Hands, if she Is that fox, what do we do, drown her?” Isabelle asked.
Lying on the deckchair twenty yards away, Aleisha had been taking a lazy, yet curious interest in the conversation, and she whispered, “That’s not a bad idea.”
Vicky was truly rattled by everything, and she grabbed Piper’s hand as she said, “Come with me.”
“Why?”
Vicky hmpphh-ed, which was most unusual for her, and she pleaded, “Can you just come?”
Vicky led Piper into the grounds, and they walked for a few minutes until Vicky stopped near the cemetery. Piper looked at Melanie’s plot, and surprised that Elizabeth wasn’t sitting there, she asked, “Where’s BB?”
“She’s redecorating Melanie’s room.”
“Redecorating her room? Why?”
“Does it matter?” Vicky asked, “Doing something, anything to keep her mind occupied is better than sitting out here everynight, so we should be encouraging her to get involved in a few activities.”
“Yeah, good point.”
Vicky sighed and said, “But getting back to our problem, I’m just not sure what to do.”
Piper understood that her partner, the love of her life was actually Little Miss Goody-Two-Shoes, but sometimes the not-so-Goody-Two-Shoes-people had to open the eyes of the Goody-Two-Shoes-people to set them straight. Trying to put a compassionate inflection into her voice, Piper said, “I think you have to face it Vick, she’s an aggressive psycho.”
Vicky thought about it, then said quietly, “I’m not disagreeing with you, but what, what’s your solution?”
Piper gazed around the cemetery, looking at all the plots, hundreds of them, most of the plots bearing headstones that spoke of honour and integrity, although to her immediate right, a few plots bore no headstones, and every clan member knew who was buried in those plots. The rebellious and untamed, the wild and the undisciplined. Piper lowered her gaze, then said quietly, “I, I think she belongs here.”
“Where?”
Piper looked at Vicky and replied, “Here, just to our right, with those.”
Vicky dropped her gaze and sighed. They had won the war, they had survived, and because of that, their future was bright, or at the very least, they had a future. They had lost one of their own, they had lost Melanie, and also two fearless members of the Hammers, but the rest of the clan still existed. Vicky would love to buy a plane ticket and present it to the girl; Here you go, I bought you a plane ticket, so fly away … preferably, to somewhere a long, long way from here. Although the girl was all by herself, and Livinia had constantly drummed it into the group that the chances of a lone vampire surviving in this harsh and brutal world were very remote. If they did set her free, she probably wouldn’t survive, and they, them, her group would be responsible for her demise. Since she was so hostile and aggressive, setting her free was almost the same as killing her and burying her in the cemetery.
Vicky gazed at Melanie’s plot, and she sighed deeply, then brought her gaze back up to meet her lover’s eyes. “Okay, I want to try one more thing, and well, if that doesn’t work …”
“What do you want to try?”
“Ummm, you know, what we were talking about last night.”
“Aleisha?” Piper asked uncertainly.
Vicky nodded.
“Vick, Camel hates her.”
“I know, but I’m still going to try.”
Piper thought about it, then asked, “And if she won’t help us?”
“Well, then …” Vicky mumbled timidly as she swung her gaze to the right.
By the time Piper and Vicky had ambled back to the courtyard, all the others except for Elizabeth were huddled together, busily, yet quietly involved. Aleisha was lying on her stomach on a deckchair, dressed in only a skimpy thong. Ruby was massaging the right side of her back, and Sophia was massaging the left side, while Isabelle massaged her feet.
“Aleisha, can we speak to you for a minute?” Piper asked.
Aleisha sighed, then muttered, “Goodness me, I’m kinda busy, so leave your name and number, and I’ll get back to you when I’m more emotionally and physically capable of having a conversation.”
“Haa, haa, I like that Camel; leave your name and number and I’ll get back to you!” Isabelle laughed.
“Well they can keep massaging you, but this is important.” Piper stated.
“You can’t come back later, like I mean in about an hour?” Aleisha asked.
“I’ve probably got two hours left in me Aleisha.” Ruby mentioned.
“Yeah, me too.” Isabelle agreed, “I love touching this bitch.”
“You got that?” Aleisha asked, “Come back in two hours, and we might be winding down.”
Piper squatted near her face and said, “Listen, it’s about that crazy bitch, and we’ve tried everything to calm her down, but we’re running out of ideas.”
“Yes,” Vicky agreed as she knelt next to Piper, “So we were hoping that maybe you could help us.”
“Me?” Aleisha asked in surprise.
“Yes, you. I think you could help us, because you can be dominate and controlling in certain situations, so we were hoping that you might speak to the girl and try and calm her down.”
“Hmmm, let me see,” Aleisha began, “Maybe leave your name and number, and I’ll get back to you if my feelings about that idiot change.”
“Come on Aleisha, I’m begging you to help us.” Vicky pleaded.
“Not interested.” Aleisha replied, “So please, go away.”
“Camel, we’re trying to get the psycho to understand that if she behaves herself, we won’t hurt her.” Piper said.
“And we want her to understand that if she abides by our rules and regulations, well, who knows, maybe one day she can become a part of our team.” Vicky added.
“Hmmm, so let me get this right,” Aleisha began as she cocked her head to look at Vicky, “The psychotic idiot who wanted to chop me up, you want ME to be nice to her and try and calm her down?”
“Odds are about a hundred to one.” Ruby mumbled.
“A million to one.” Isabelle said as she started working on the left calf.
“Okay, I’ll spell it out for you,” Piper began, “We’re worried about BB because you know, with everything that’s happened, she’s becoming isolated and withdrawn, and I guess we’re just trying to think of a way to help her.”
“We’re all worried about Beth,” Aleisha agreed, “I mean I would help her in any way that I can, and the other night I even told her that she could pop in and see me twice a week if she wanted to.”
“Well, I think Beth is a fair way away from seeking sexual thrills.” Vicky said, “But me and Piper, Piper and me, we were thinking that what Beth needs right now is companionship, you know, someone to be there for her when she needs comforting.”
“So what are you saying, I don’t understand.” Aleisha replied, then she flicked the hair off her neck and asked, “Since you’re here, could one of you start working my neck please?”
Piper began a gentle massage and said, “So yeah, if we can calm the moron down and tell her to behave, well you know, she could become a member of our team, and then who knows, maybe down the track, she could become a suitable partner for BB.”
“Hmmphh, good luck with that!” Aleisha snorted.
“Look everyone else is partnered up except BB, and if we encourage a relationship between them, who knows where it will end up.” Piper stated.
“Ohhh, yes, I can picture it Piper,” Aleisha mocked, “Our devout, good-hearted, resident Christian getting into a relationship with a psychotic, evil lunatic who wants to chop everybody up and rip their necks open; yes, yes, it seems like a match made in Heaven!”
“Well love is strange Aleisha,” Vicky began, “Because when we first all met, who would’ve ever thought that Beth and Mel would end up getting married.”
“Yeah, opposites attract, and those two were complete opposites, and look what happened.” Piper agreed.
“If we’re going to debate this issue,” Aleisha began, “I will not respond to any statements that feature logic, reason or fact.”
“Why is that Camel?” Isabelle asked.
“I will only respond to flawed or inaccurate statements, and therefore, I will win this stupid debate.”
“Yes, when I think about it, BB and NF were complete opposites, and they were definitely the most incompatible out of everybody, and blow me down, they end up together.” Ruby said.
While skimming her hands up a Royal Calf, Isabelle thought about Ruby’s statement, then said, “Yes, they were incompatible, but I think in the early days, Piper and Aleisha were the most incompatible in our group.”
“Yes, I see what you’re saying,” Ruby agreed, “Piper was a homeless street kid, and Aleisha was a fabulously wealthy young woman.”
“Yes,” Isabelle nodded, “Piper is blunt, direct and abrasive, while Aleisha is stuck-up, snobby and vain.”
“Yeah, but me and Camel aren’t a couple but.” Piper argued.
“Excuse me Piper,” Ruby said abruptly, “From the number of times you try to sneak into our room, I’m getting the impression that you think you are Aleisha’s partner.”
“Anyway, forget about that, and let’s get back to the issue at hand.” Vicky suggested.
Piper wanted to provoke the snobby bitch, so she said cheekily, “Before we do, I need to let everybody know that Camel is deeply attracted to me, and even though we are complete opposites, after BB and Mel got hitched, Camel asked me to marry her.”
Aleisha scoffed, then said, “Now there’s an inaccurate statement that makes me laugh!”
Piper was on a roll, and she said, “She did ask me to marry her, but I said, Thanks for asking, but I’m hooked up with Vick!”
“Hells Bells, if anybody believes that, I have a few parcels of land in Alaska that I could sell them.”
“I might add that Piper’s hooked up with me very sparingly.” Vicky added.
“I won’t be buying any land in Alaska, because you’re not convincing me Piper.” Ruby stated.
“Maybe we could add to Piper’s resume that she is blunt, direct, abrasive, and also a premium-grade bullshit artist!” Isabelle chuckled.
“And don’t forget, she’s a part-time partner.” Vicky added cheekily.
“Yeah, there we go, Piper the Bull-Shitting Part-Time Partner!” Isabelle declared.
Piper smiled, knowing that her little diversion may have worked. She wanted the group to be happy and receptive, especially Aleisha; so she turned back to the most important issue. “Anyway, let’s stop bumming around and get back to what we were talking about.”
“Speaking of bumming around,” Ruby jumped in, “Buttocks Aleisha?”
“Yes please.”
Vicky wanted to keep things moving, so she said, “Aleisha, I don’t feel comfortable about keeping the girl chained up and locked in the basement, and I’m just searching for a way to make her understand that we want to be her friends.”
“I don’t want to be her friend!” Aleisha huffed, “And Vick, if it makes you uncomfortable keeping her chained and locked up, here’s an idea; let her go.”
“Well, no, I think she’s still a bit too hostile to take that chance.”
“What I meant was, unchain her, hang her up, slit her open and then drain her blood.” Aleisha declared.
Piper frowned, knowing that there was still more work ahead, so she said, “No, that’s not going to happen.”
“Why not?”
“Well Vick doesn’t want it to happen for starters, and BB doesn’t want the girl killed either.” Piper replied.
Becoming annoyed, Aleisha said, “Can I ask you something Vick?”
“What?”
“Is she a vampire?”
“Well, you know that she is.”
“Does she have vampire blood?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Well slit her open and get the blood!” Aleisha stated, “I mean if you’re a bit too timid or uncomfortable to do it, I’ll do it!” Immediately after her statement, Aleisha turned her face to gaze at Ruby, and she asked sweetly, “Rube, if I offer to slit her open, would you be able to do it for me?”
“Certainly.”
“Problem solved. We have the exciting prospect of obtaining more vampire blood, we have an executioner available, so hang her up.” Aleisha said, then she purred, “Piper, dribble down to my shoulder if you would.”
“Arrhh, while I’m here, do you want me to work on your other shoulder Aleisha?” Vicky asked.
“You may as well make yourself useful instead of annoying the shit out of me, so yes, thank-you.”
Vicky moved over to the other side and settled into the massage, then said, “I mean in a way, I feel sorry for the girl, because when you look at it, everybody she knew was wiped out in the battle, so she’s entitled to be scared and confused.”
“Vick, she’s a psycho!”
“Ummm, she’s hostile, but put yourself in her shoes, she’s probably just frightened.”
“How about you put yourself in my shoes?” Aleisha asked. “How do you think I felt when I thought that we were all going to die, and that idiot was screaming at me that she was going to Choppa the fuck out me, whatever the Hell that means.”
“Camel, Aleisha, Darling, we’re not going to kill her, simple as that, and Vick’s point is a good one. I mean what about if we had of adopted that same attitude back in the early days when our group first met, and we decided that we weren’t even going to try and get along with each other.” Piper stated.
“In the early days I might have been a bit reclusive,” Aleisha replied, “But I never threatened to rip anybody’s neck open!”
“Yes, understood Aleisha,” Vicky began, “But what this is about is offering the hand of friendship, and also showing kindness and tolerance to those who used to be our enemies. If we treat the girl with respect and we try to help her fit in, well it won’t just be helpful for the girl, it may be beneficial for all of us.”
“Wow,” Ruby hushed, “The nickname Goody-Two-Shoes has never sat more comfortably with you than right now Vicky.”
“Hey Rube, can I swap you a shoulder for a buttock?” Piper asked.
Ruby pondered, then said sarcastically, “Hmmm, how I can answer that in a negative tone without introducing any swear words to make my answer clearly understood?”
“Do you want me to answer for you Hands?” Isabelle asked.
“Do you think you would be able to relay my answer in clear and unmistakeable terms?”
“I’ll give it a crack,” Isabelle replied, then she said. “Hey Piper …”
“What?”
“Ya fucking cock-sucker, fuck off and concentrate on the shoulder!”
Piper didn’t miss a beat as she said calmly, “Sure, but Rube, Frenchie, let me know if you guys get bored and you wanta swap.”
Fully involved with the gorgeous right buttock, Sophia didn’t even look up as she said, “Miss Piper Pisteel …”
“What?”
“Baiser off!”
“Anyway,” Piper began, “Vick’s convinced me, and I would like to try and ease the girl into our group.”
“Could she be a future partner for Beth, who knows?” Vicky asked, “One thing I do know is that if we don’t even try, well, she’s going to be in the basement for awhile.”
“God,” Aleisha huffed, “So what do you want me to do?”
“Camel, you’re the hottest pair of fangs going around, and pretty much, when undies come sliding down, you’re in total control of everybody.”
“Yes,” Vicky agreed, “So we were hoping that you could put your, errr … talents to work and try and calm our hostile guest.”
“Prisoner.” Aleisha snorted.
“Well, at the moment yes, she is a prisoner, but we’ve tried everything else, so you’re kinda like our last hope.”
Piper adored the bitch, and when it came to her turn to worship and beg before her, she did so willingly, expectantly, but she also knew how to sneak under Aleisha’s guard. Her ego was massive, her vanity Gi-normous, her self-idolization a continually growing monster as more victims came under her spell, so Piper said demurely, “Aleisha, you are a Goddess, and you-”
“Don’t call me a Goddess in public.” Aleisha interrupted.
“What, you told me to call you a Goddess!”
“Yes, on Tuesday nights, you know, in private.”
“She makes me call her a Supreme Being.” Isabelle reflected.
“Miss Aleesha make me call her Great Queen Aleesha.” Sophia added.
Ruby nodded and said, “I like the title Supreme Being, Aleisha.” .
Aleisha smirked and said, “Yes, and Isabelle looks so cute when she says it, humbly kneeling and begging before me, although one time, she said, I worship before you, Supreme Cock-Sucking Being; and I said, Ohhh, guess who’s in danger of losing their spot?”
Isabelle smirked and said, “As punishment, she made me her slave for the next week, and I had to do everything that she told me to do.”
“Hmmm, you normally do that anyway.” Piper noted.
“Yeah, I didn’t see it as a punishment.” Isabelle replied flippantly.
Piper continued massaging the smooth skin as she said, “Anyway, Camel, you are the hottest vampire ever, and all supernatural creatures fall to their knees and worship before you …”
“I like where this is going.” Aleisha said smugly.
“So yeah …” Piper continued, although Ruby jumped in, “Stop it Piper!”
“Stop what?”
“Your right hand is creeping down to the buttock, but this buttock is mine, so stay in your own area and don’t creep down!”
Aleisha was used to diplomatically handling massage disputes, and she asked, “Rube, you can’t share?”
“No!” Ruby exclaimed, “I was here first, and I don’t want Piper’s hand creeping onto my buttock.”
“You’ve been warned Piper,” Aleisha advised, then she said, “Soph, tickling, gentle tickling.”
“Sorry Miss Aleesha?”
“Isabelle, how do I tell her that if she’s working the inside of my buttocks, I prefer gentle tickling?”
“Sorry, no idea, but I’ll show her.” Isabelle replied. “Baby, like this, tickle, tickle, see? Smooth, gentle.”
Sophia slowed down, tickling and stroking lightly. “Like this, Great Queen Aleesha?”
“Hmmm, dreamy.” Aleisha sighed.
“Frenchie, you wanta swap, and we-”
“Baiser off.” Sophia muttered as she worked into her task.
Piper tickled her fingers down her spine, knowing that she also had to continue stroking her ego, so she said, “So Camel, we thought when all else fails, it’s time to bring in the big guns.”
“Hmmm …” Aleisha pondered.
“What?”
“I’m trying to decide to whether I’m comfortable with the phrase Big Guns, being used as a term of flattery.”
“Big Gorgeous Gun?” Vicky offered.
“Big Spunky Gun?” Ruby threw in.
“Big Fucking Pistol Gun?” Isabelle wondered.
“Big Queen Gun?” Sophia asked.
“Anyway, I’ll think about the term and get back to you Piper, although I must say that out of an entire dictionary of flattering terms that could be applied to me, Big Gun seems to be a bit too militarized for my liking.”
“Yeah, but you get the point, don’t you? I mean we all worship you and we do whatever you tell us to do, so who’s to say that the psycho won’t be the same?”
“Yeah, the psycho’s a vamp like us, so she’d be on heat all the time, so I imagine that she’d be busting to blow one out.” Isabelle agreed.
“Ummm, Piper, Isabelle …”
“What Vick?” Piper asked.
“While we’re trying to win Aleisha over, maybe we should refer to that person as the girl in the basement.”
“Yeah, sure, her, that one.”
“So will you help us Aleisha?” Vicky asked hopefully.
“Hmmm,” Aleisha pondered, “How is my schedule looking Rube?”
“I’m not sure, I can’t remember.”
“Would you like to go and check?”
Ruby glared at Piper, then turned her focus back to Aleisha as she said, “I’ll check later, because if I leave, Piper will pinch my buttock, and I’m sure you realise that if Piper steals someone else’s prominent position, it’s almost impossible to get it back off her.”
Aleisha called on her diplomatic skills as she said, “Actually, since there’s five of you here, I’ll turn over and we can concentrate on producing an outcome, and if that outcome registers eight and a half or higher, maybe, possibly, I will assist you.”
“Fuck yeah, I’m on Pole!” Isabelle roared.
As Aleisha turned over and slipped the tiny thong off, the usual rough house jostling ensued, and Vicky was surprised that she had been almost accidentally shoved into premium position. “Wow, this is the first time that I’ve ever got Pole!”
“Well, don’t waste your opportunity, and make it a good one Great Leader.” Aleisha advised.
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