A Family Matter 13

Bo

"Lo! Slow down-Eeeek!" I'm screaming and I have a death grip on the arm rest, but I can actually say that I'm having fun this Halloween. Plus, the night is still young. Lauren makes me feel like such a child sometimes. She keeps running while pushing my wheelchair then jumps on to it so we are both cruising on the sidewalks. It's not that late, children still seem to be out going house to house, but Lauren manages to not hit them with the chair. Thankfully!

"My mom would do this with the shopping carts at the grocery store." Lauren says while slowing down our pace. Her breath is ragged from her burst of energy. "She used to get the dirtiest looks from the employees but she didn't care. She knew how much fun I had doing it."

There is so much behind the little tidbits she shares about her family and growing up. An underlying pain despite her laughter. I have a feeling her father never did something childish just to make her smile. It's something I notice Jane do for her, even now.

Up until recently, I've never seen Lauren upset or angry. She's always upbeat and forgiving. The longer she is in my life, I can sense when she just puts on a happy face to please others. It's a relief that she never has to pretend around me though. I couldn't imagine we'd be here today if she did.

I don't ask her about it though, not yet. We have too much that seems to be going on, but I'll cherish the unfiltered laughter that she does regardless.

We make it to our house in one piece and turn off our porch light, letting the few kids still out know we are out of candy. Well, for them we are out of candy. "Arrahgah" Lauren's dramatic and completely fake yawn has me turning to find her walking casually to our room. "Well, it's been a long night so I'm just going to-Ooomph!"

I manage to reach her before she's too far in. My hands are on her hips and circle around to dip into her jacket from behind. I can't see it, but I know she has a massive grin spread across her face. "You still have to hold up your end of the deal, Laur-ren." I click my tongue and slowly unbutton her suit, before unbuckling her belt with purpose. "Shower first though." Nipping at the back of her neck, she understood me still and practically ripped of the pieces of cardboard making her head squared. She's quick to guide us in the bathroom and start water.

Looking at our reflections, I have to admit, Lauren and I look amazing as Mrs. and Mrs. Frankenstein. I just know we'll look even better as Mrs. and Mrs. Lewis'.

"So..." Lauren drags me away from the mirror and under the hot spray, pressing her slick body against my back. "I think I owe a debt to you, my love. I believe I said...anything?"

Laughing I turn in her arms, "You did say that, didn't you? Hmm..." Lauren nods like an energetic puppy. I should have known that she'd get her way. Did I really get tricked if I enjoyed tonight too, though? Not with the way Lauren is looking at me as if I'm her last meal.

Her sharp teeth in my neck pull me from my haze and let my hands wander over her body. Lauren is eager and by the way she's devouring my neck and chest, I have a great idea just what to do to her tonight.

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Lauren

"Does this really require me to wear this thing? I promise to close my eyes until you're ready, baby." Bo has a surprise for me and specifically told me to put on her sleep mast to shield my eyes. Apparently, a scarf is too translucent.

So freshly showered and still very horny, I'm waiting underneath the covers for Bo to be ready. She's nervous, rather unsure, but she gets a certain look in her warm chocolate eyes when she's excited. And once the idea was in her head about what anything was, well there was no going back.

Hearing her footsteps on the floor come closer, I sit up fully, letting the sheets expose my naked breasts. Hearing her soft gasp will always excite me. "I showed you mine, can I take this off so you can show me yours?" I don't wait for her answer as I rip off the mask. "Well...hello there."

My eyes are drawn to the petite nude colored strap on secured around Bo's waist. When my eyes find hers, her face is bright red out of embarrassment. "Nevermindthiswasastupididea! Illjustgotakeitoffandwecangobackto-"

"Bo!" I gently reach for her frantic hands and pull her to me as I swing my legs off of the bed. I don't say anything but instead guide her lips to mine. I let our tongues dance together slowly and my hands nap out her silky skin hoping to relax her some. "Relax baby." I nip her chin down to the tops of her breast. "You bought this?" My hand jerks the small rod slowly, letting the base find her clit more than once.

Suppressing the grin when a needy moan appears, I patiently wait for her to focus. "It's intense, isn't it? Between not enough and too much, yeah?"

"God yes." Bo whispers desperately. She opens her eyes, confused. "H-How do you know?"

Pursing my lips together, I find her hips again and maneuver us into the bed. Bo's eyes go wide when I push the covers away from us and I straddle her waist. I hiss from the chill in the air. My nipples go hard and my body be covered in goosebumps. "I embraced my attraction for the fairer sex early on in my days. Naturally, I've had to engage in an experiment or two." The fire is back in her eyes, and I love it when she gets jealous. "Although, I must admit, I've received and given a lot bigger than this baby."

"Really? Than this?!" She squeaks out. I chuckle wondering if a certain abusive asshole ex boyfriend that rhymes with the name shmyson had suck a small prick. Maybe she wasn't exaggerating when she told me she wasn't sure she ever had an orgasm?

"I can show you..." I take one Bo's balled up fists and ease it open and kiss her palm. The simple kiss doesn't compare to what I want tonight though. I don't want delicate but rather deep raw passion. So, after the soft kiss, I lick up the digits before nipping and each finger. "But I need you first, Isabeau. So, hang on...and enjoy the ride."

I catch her off guard when I practically impale myself on her. Bo's hand grips my hips, watching with wide eyes as I bounce up and down on her with hard thrusts. "Take me, Bo..."

It's a surprise when she flips me, but take me, she does.

XXX

Kenzi

I drank way too much, like I always do, but damn! Why does there feel like I smacked my head on the way to my bed? Maybe I did that actually.

Groaning, I open my eyes and check where I am. Not quite my bed, but the couch. That's a given. How did I even get home?

There's that pounding again. But the banging is actually the door? Hmm... It's too late for trick or treaters, who could it be? Grabbing my trusty baseball bat, I make my way to the door...still crazy looking from my costume.

"Uhhh?" Two scrawny men in suits stare back at me. "Can I help you?"

"We're looking for a Beverly Jones. I have her listed at this address." One of them say and they both show me their badges. Local police. Who?

"Uhhh..." I repeat and scratch my head. "I don't know..." but a door slamming behind me startles me.

There I see Aife freshly showered clad in a robe with a towel wrapped in her long hair. "What's going on?"

"Beverly Jones?"

"Y-Yes?" She asks confused and I watch in horror as the pull out a pair of handcuffs.

"You're under arrest for the murder of Leroy Jones."

"What? Who the-what? Killed who? What. The. Fuck?!" I try to keep Aife away from them but the advance quickly despite my best efforts.

Tears are falling down my face, but I see Aife crying too. "Call Teddy, Kenzi! Call Teddy! He's speed dial 4 on my cell. Don't call my baby. She doesn't need to know." Her voice is gone as quickly as it came. It takes me a few minutes to retrieve her phone and dial 4 on her speed dial.

Bo has been through so much, along with Hotpants. Whatever just happened, they don't need to know.

Not yet at least.

Holding my breath, I wait and wait and wait as the phone rings in my ear. I'm just about to hang up and try again before a voice sounds on the other side.

"Aife?" He sighs. "I told you after the last time. I'm your Marshal, not a late night fuc-"

"She's been arrested for murder!" I screech desperately not wanting to hear the rest if that conversation. "The police took Aife! Something about a guy named Leroy?! And she-"

"I'll be right there." And the line goes dead. What the Hell is going on?

AN: Hi. It's short, I know. :( Sorry these take forever now. Have faith. I promise I won't abandon any of my stories. I'm actually toying with a new story right now but these FF come first! If anybody could be a soundboard for it that be great, though. Let me know.

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