My Sister's Keeper -- Halloween Special

Part Two


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Halloween Eve
6:13 pm


Violet pulled up along side Kate’s house.  She took time to approve the novelty headstones on the cropped lawn and carved pumpkins on the front banister. Violet nudged to her sleeping passengers.  “Wakey wakey!”

Phoebe stretched.  “Mnot sleepig,” she mumbled.

“Uh huh,” she grinned.  “Good thing I was driving.  All set, Deb?”

“Ready,” a voice came from the back-facing face of the mask.  Despite its muffled tenor, Deborah managed to sound chipper; she must be really looking forward to this.

Violet checked her costume makeup in her rearview mirror and nodded.  “Showtime.”

They were met at the front door by a pair of conjoined twins. Joined at the belly – or at least presumably so, it was hard to tell underneath the white custom-made blouse – their hair was dyed screaming pink, and they wore black micro-minis, fishnet stockings and stiletto heels.  “Hey, new faces!” the one on the left grinned.

“Mmmm, fresh meat,” the other one grinned.

“You must be Amy,” Violet told her.  “Your wife is more tactful.”

Amy gasped. “She is??”

The woman on the left smacked her on the arm.  “Fresh,” Kate said.  “Hey Violet, hey Phoebe.  Nice costumes.”

“Same to you two,” Phoebe giggled.  “And here I thought being a Janus was original.”

“We dress like this every year,” Amy purred.  “Gives us all sort of opportunities for public displays of naughtiness.”  She leaned over and planted a lip-lock on Kate who responded ardently. Violet watched them as they held the kiss.  She was glad they shared a kink in common, but she wondered how they would feel about being conjoined for real.  

Eventually, they broke the lip-lock.  “Jeff from accounting’s already here,” Kate told them with no trace of embarrassment.  “Jill and her fiancé are here too, and a few others from Amy’s office; everyone else is still incoming.  Food’s arriving later.”

“Someone delivers out here in the boonies?” Violet said as everyone walked inside the foyer.  She noted that Amy and Kate had no problems maneuvering around each other; it was graceful to watch.

Kate nodded.  “A Meals-In-A-Minute opened up here last month.”

“Nice to know there’s at lest one American business still growing.”  Violet glanced around the parlor as soon as they entered.  She recognized Jeff by the punchbowl, dressed up as a giant baby talking to Dianne from the office done up as a pregnant woman.  Jill and her fiancé were by the fireplace, and one look at their costumes had her staring: Jill was done up in a full tux, complete with top hat, monocle and fake moustache, and her fiancé was wearing a gimp suit; Jill was even holding onto a leash which was attached to a collar around his neck!  Other people she didn’t recognize were here as well; there was a guy sitting on the sofa dressed in normal clothes…if you discounted the disquieting brown and yellow stains on his clothing and the brown stain around his mouth.  A drag queen snacked by one of the windows – you’d think he was a mannish woman if you didn’t look at the hands and the adams’ apple.  Then there was another couple with a guy dressed up as a dom and his date wearing a bikini and heels – and who had her arms tied behind her back, being led around by a leash.

“Come on, let’s introduce you two around,” Kate insisted, tugging on Violet’s arm while Amy tugged on Phoebe’s.  “Then, we’ll give you the penny tour.” Only a measure of politeness kept Violet from saying out loud that she wasn’t sure if she wanted to know any of these people.

Phoebe’s eyes looked ready to pop out of her mask.  “Tours are good,” she managed.

Violet wondered how quickly she could arrange for her and the sisters to leave and still be polite about it…


A Short and Nervous Tour Later


“Finally,” Amy concluded, gesturing at the closed door on the right of the shadowy hallway, “is our great-grandma’s old sewing room, left untouched as per the conditions of the will which saw her son, our grandfather, her inheritor.  Ever since, the family has kept the room untouched too appease her ghost.”

“Good,” Phoebe murmured very quietly so only Deborah could hear.  “Let’s hope we can leave now.”

“Aw, they aren’t so bad,” Deborah murmured back.  “I think their kink is kind of cute, actually.”

Phoebe didn’t respond.  She enjoyed having her sister out in the open, or at least as close as Deborah could get to it, but the idea of having sex with Deborah made certain tickly bits feel like they’d been put in the freezer.

Kate smiled. “Who wants to take a look inside?” She opened the door.

A shrouded figure shouldered it way out almost knocking the hostesses aside.  It wore a tattered cape pulled up over its face and ratty clothes covered with brownish stains and it hissed like a giant snake.  Phoebe and Violet screamed and threw themselves backwards, colliding with the wall.  She could only stand there as her heart hammered in her chest while the figure darted up to her, dropping its cloak from it face….and gave her a kiss on the mask.  “Happy Halloween,” he declared.

“James??” Phoebe shrieked.  Amy and Kate were hugging each other and laughing hysterically.

Her steady boyfriend drew back with a shit-eating grin, damn him. “My client cancelled at the last minute, so I asked Kate if she wouldn’t mind me dropping by.  This is all her fault.”

“Tattletale,” Kate gasped between paroxysms of mirth.  “He exaggerates, too.  All I said was that it might be a nice surprise if he stopped on by.  This is all his fault.”

“I think that’s my cue to disappear,” Deborah murmured.

“No,” Phoebe murmured back.  “How are we going to explain my rear boobs going flat?”

“Air leak,” Deborah replied.

“Good idea, but wait until I can get us in the backroom.”

James cocked his head.  “You okay Phoebe?”

“She’s just a little, um, stunned,” Violet blurted out.

“Yeah,” Phoebe said weakly.  Danmit! She more than liked James a lot, and the need to have sex with him was sometimes painful in its intensity, but neither sister could figure out the best way to break the news of Deborah to him.  But if she didn’t, there could be nothing more between them than there was now.  And she wanted a lot more, oh yes she did.  “I, um, need to use the little girls; room, okay?”  To make sure he wasn’t getting the wrong idea, she darted forward and gave him a warm hug.  “I’m glad you’re here.”

The forming clouds on his face vanished in a smile.  “Anything for you.”  He hugged her tight and Phoebe snuggled into his arms.  “This is a really awesome costume, by the by.  These back-breasts look real.”  He gave them a squeeze.  “Feels real, too!”

Phoebe squeaked.  I felt that!  She’d actually felt the hard jolt of Deborah’s breasts being squeezed!  She couldn’t keep her squeak silent either.

James jumped at her reaction.  “Are you really okay?”

“Fine!” Phoebe managed “I just….have to go…be right back…”  She extracted herself from his arms and fled down the hall for the upstairs bathroom.  

She and Deborah needed to have a talk. Now.


To Be Continued

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