College is out and so is the new chapter. Enjoy guys.
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Chapter 9
Jazz led Penelope to her bed. Just as they were getting undressed, a new presence arrived down in the lab.
"Alright if what Bertrand said was true, then they should be here. Let's start looking around," Ember said.
Kitty and Ember quickly spread through the house, looking in each room. They met up outside of Jazz's room.
"This is the only room we haven't checked...wait...I hear voices...that's Spectra. Let's go," Kitty said, then her and Ember phased through the wall into the room.
They came across Penelope and Jazz, strip teasing for each other...but now Penelope was...human?
"Uhh...Spectra, what happened to you?"
Jazz yelled out of fright of the invading voices and tried covering up. Spectra was surprised they found her...an explanation was in order.
"Ember! Let me explain."
"Yeah...I'm confused..." Kitty added.
"Penelope, who are these ghosts?" Jazz asked still a bit shaken, not startled at the ghosts, but rather at the intruders in general.
"Jazz, this is Ember and Kitty. My best friends in the Ghost Zone."
"Why are they here?"
"Spectra and us get together on Saturday nights for a little...girls night in. We got concerned after she never came back from her week as a therapist at some high school," Kitty stated.
"Well you see...this is a long, complicated story. Jazz was to assist me while I worked as a way to further her education in psychology. Over the course of a few days we became close and bonded. She wanted to know about my past, so we retrieved my records from the college. We would later find out the girl who broke my heart in college is actually Jazz's mom. I gave Jazz her first intimate moments and helped her realize her true sexual nature. I told her I was a ghost, but she took that news well and offered a suggestion...a serum her parents designed to turn ghosts back into their living forms. I was given an injection of it and was amazed at the results. Since then we've been inseparable," Penelope said.
"So...does this mean our Saturday nights together are done?" Kitty said, with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Jazz, if I may make a suggestion...why don't we have Ember and Kitty join us tonight?"
"What?" Jazz asked.
"We always had fun together, so why break the ritual? I really think you'll enjoy it."
"I don't know know about this...but if they're your friends and it will be fun, sounds great!" Jazz said, trying to get comfortable with the idea. She finally stopped trying to cover herself.
"Thanks for the offer Penelope, but I think we'll leave the new couple some time to get acquainted. Count us in next week for sure," Ember said with a wink. With that, her and Kitty left Jazz and Penelope.
"We'll see you girls then," replied Penelope.
"Now Jazz, where were we..." she said, pulling Jazz's lips towards her own.
'Jazz is really getting into this. She will be absolutely trilled next weekend when Kitty goes after her own kitty...she always drove me up the wall...' Penelope thought to herself just before breaking the kiss.
"Jazz, go put on your fishnets. I've been dying to see you in them all day."
"Sure thing, just give me a few minutes...I've never really worn something like this before," Jazz said, stepping into the bathroom to surprise Penelope all at once.
"It's simple Jazz, just put them on like pants, but be careful so that you don't rip them."
Jazz slipped the first stocking on her right foot, trying to be as careful as possible. She slowly eased it up her leg. She began to feel the material hug her body, but giving it complete room to breathe. As the band of the first stocking wrapped around her thigh, she saw what Spectra was talking about.
'Wow, this thing really shows off my leg nicely. Kitty must like that look too since she wore them,' Jazz thought to herself. She prepared the next stocking, ready to see herself in a new way.
Once it was on she couldn't stop staring at herself in the mirror. The crisscross pattern that adorned her legs, traveled from her toes to the tops of her thighs. She was ready and walked out to show off her newfound beauty to Spectra.
"Oh Jazz, those stockings are driving me mad. I knew your legs would look perfect in those," Penelope said, walking over to Jazz. She kneeled down and put her left hand on Jazz's right shin, slowly tracing her fingertips up to the band.
"You were right, they show off the perfect amount of skin. I actually feel, dare I say it, sexy."
"That's definitely how I would describe you."
Spectra, still on the ground, raised her hands to give Jazz's breasts some much deserved affection. She playfully pulled at her nipples, something she knew Jazz loved to have done to her.
"Penelope I have an idea for tonight...lie down on the bed. Tonight's your night."
"Oh?"
"Just rest against the headboard...I'll do the rest."
Spectra was slightly taken back by this sudden burst of confidence from Jazz. She had always been so...shy, so modest.
'I guess she just needed the confidence to know she looked sexy to break free,' Penelope thought as she did what Jazz said.
As soon as she was positioned, Jazz slowly climbed onto the bed and up to Spectra. She put her hand onto the back of Penelope's head and pulled her in for a lip lock. The kiss didn't last long, but Jazz decided some mild foreplay was the best way to start an evening alone.
Jazz continued kissing her way down Penelope's body, listening intently to her small moans of pleasure. She reached her target finally, but decided to check one thing...
"My Penelope you sure are soaked...feeling the need for an orgasm already?"
"You know I am. Stop making me wait!"
"If you insist..."
She suddenly inserted two fingers into Spectra, lubricated by her own juices. She began moving them back and forth, continually hearing Penelope moan and groan in pleasure.
"Don't stop Jazz...I'm almost there...I'm almost there...I'm...there! Ahhhh!"
Penelope screamed in pleasure as Jazz found her G-spot finally. Jazz noticed something...she squirted as she came this time.
'Women can squirt? Mom must have been really sketchy with the whole sex talk. Need to remember to talk to Penelope about this later,' Jazz thought.
She noticed Penelope no longer breathing heavily, but instead softly and in a rhythmic pattern. She fell asleep.
"She must be a bit more sensitive down there now. Oh well...there's always another night. Goodnight my love," Jazz said aloud, then kissed Penelope's forehead in a caring way that made her smile in her sleep.
Jazz picked up the comforter, still in stockings, and laid down next to Penelope for a well deserved rest.
The two awoke the next morning. Jazz took care in removing her fishnets as she dressed for the day. Her parents were coming home today, and explaining why she had such clothing now wasn't on her to-do list. Spectra took a quick shower, feeling mildly sticky from last night.
The two met in the kitchen, Jazz made some toast for breakfast.
"Hey Penelope, I had an idea for us to do today."
"What's up?"
"I wanted to look through some closets to find my mom's old college stuff. Want to help?"
"Slammin'. Any reason why?"
"Well...I've kind of been interested in seeing if there was anything left of you in her things.
"It's expected that you might be curious about her side of the events. I've been wondering the same thing actually, just to see if she kept one of the gifts I gave her."
"Gifts?"
"I gave her a few small things, like this teddy bear dressed as Einstein. He was just something odd the university's book store had for sale one day. She really liked that bear. I believe she called him Bearbert Einstein."
"...Mom gave me that bear when I was young..."
"Oh..."
Penelope wasn't sure how to take that. Was Maddie finding a reason to keep a part of her around? Or was it just an inexpensive way to get rid of a toy she forgot why she even had...
"Well, let's get to looking. Might be fun to find she kept something else around," Penelope said.
Jazz and Penelope started in the downstairs's closet first. The attic was converted to the Op Center a while ago and the basement was the lab, so the selection of places to find boxes of old mementos was kind of limited.
The search through the first closet turned up empty. Her and Danny's closets wouldn't have them in there. So her parents' bedroom closet was the last place left.
"Nothing...guess she must've gotten rid of her old college stuff," Jazz said.
"Hm...why don't we look where we eliminated? Danny's room, your room, the basement, then the Op Center."
"Nowhere else to look, might as well try it at least."
The two started in Danny's room. Unsurprisingly, nothing aside from his old action figures, comics, and pictures of Paulina were to be discovered.
"How many pictures of Paulina does Danny have?" Penelope asked, after finding a sixth hidden picture of the girl.
"Looks like Danny's been doing some...editing..." Jazz said, handing Penelope a few pictures of Paulina's head cropped onto swimsuit models' bodies. As she dug deeper she found the odder ones...where Paulina was on a fully nude model in a seductive pose, to where she was one the body of a dominatrix, to one with her head on a topless pregnant woman.
"Well, this is getting creepy to say the least. I'm actually afraid to know why he has those," Spectra said.
"It's more disturbing to me...I'm his sister!"
Spectra was trying to suppress her laughter now. Just the thought of Danny...
"I can tell you're about to laugh...just get it over-" Jazz was interrupted with Penelope's outburst of laughter. Soon enough the laughing spread and Jazz started snickering at thought of Danny masturbating to Photoshopped pictures of Paulina.
"Even you have to admit the thought of him mast...hahaha...mast...haha..." Spectra started but couldn't finish due to her laughing. By this time Jazz was almost crying due to her own laughter. The two finally calmed down.
"Oh Danny...I really worry about you sometimes," Jazz said, "Ok enough messing around, let's go through my room."
"Please tell me you don't have any hidden photo stashes like that."
"No way!"
And so began the search through Jazz's room. Her room was pretty organized and uncluttered. A few old boxes of small clothes and books were in her closet, along with her wardrobe. But just like Danny's room, they unloaded the closet in hopes of finding something overlooked.
"Jazz, why is the drywall cut here?"
"What?"
"Look closely, you can see a small rim here that's not entirely flat with the wall. Someone cut away a section and replaced it, then just put some glue and paint over it. Run downstairs and get a knife, I'm doubting this was general home repair," Penelope said. Jazz went downstairs to get a knife to cut away the wall and returned shortly.
"Let's see what's behind wall number one..." Jazz said as she started cutting into the wall.
Surely enough, there was something hidden in the wall. It was a foot tall cubic cardboard box sealed in duct tape. Whatever was in there wasn't supposed to see the light of day for a long, long time. Jazz quickly cut the box open, eager to see if it was the box they were looking for. She moved the flaps back...they gasped in unison.
"Penelope...we found it."
On top was a framed picture of Maddie and Spectra together wearing University of Wisconsin shirts. They looked so happy. Removing the picture off the pile revealed several other surprising items. The first thing they came across was a newspaper clipping...
Hospital Suicide Ends Life of Local College Student
Penelope Spectra,19, jumped from her hospital room window last night at approximately 2:00am. Her doctors said she was on her way to making a full recovery after being struck by a car in November. An apparent reason for her suicide is unknown.
"She...she...remembered me...but she still never visited...she never loved me..."
"Shh...Penelope, I love you. That's all that matters,"
Penelope embraced Jazz in a strong hold and silently cried into her shoulder. Her tears weren't of the sorrow from thinking about Maddie, or seeing her clipping, but of the fact that she had someone to love.
They began to look through the box. Mostly it contained photographs of Jack and Maddie, and a few objects with the University of Wisconsin logo on them. They found one bent in half.
"I remember this day, Maddie just met him and wanted us in a group photo..."
Unbending the edge revealed Penelope just as she thought. She looked so happy in that picture. Penelope didn't want to see anything else in that box.
"Jazz, I won't be blunt. As much as I love misery, I hate it when it's self inflicted. It's just...these memories...the heartbreak...I really don't want to look any further."
"It's ok Penelope. You have a new life. While my mom might haunt your memories, I live in your mind and dreams, bringing a source of light into the cruel, dark abyss she created. You'll never suffer through that depression again, I promise."
End Chapter 9
And so ends another captivating chapter. I'm working on updates as soon as I can. This story can go on for a while. I have new, random ideas everyday that break down into smaller, better ideas.
So to my loyal readers, I say thank you for being patient (and for some, continuing to re-read the story, gives me motivation to finish another chapter).
And I'll also say Happy Holidays to everyone (damn political correctness...) if I don't have a new chapter up by then.
-Phantom of the Asylum