(I was working on a five-page post...when a power outage shut my computer down! The storms here were just CRAZY last night! So...I've rewritten what I could remember, but just don't have the energy to rewrite it all. Thanks for all the nice reviews. This has been fun ;>)
"It's so COOL...(uh)...to have a...(oh)...roommate, Karyn! I know...(umph)...we're gonna, like (giggle) be best...(OH!)... friends forever!"
"Yeah, Karyn. You a real cool girl to have around th' place! We gonna be TIGHT, you an' us!"
Karyn, who was grunting and heaving her cock onto Lola while eating Deshana out, wasn't in a position to comment. But...she was wondering if THIS was going to be her life from here on in.
They'd been living together for three weeks now, and it had been a LOT of fun. They'd given her money to buy clothes (including tight pants that highlighted the size and heft of her cock), and she genuinely felt she loved these girls. But...what now? Unlike them, she wasn't a borderline simpleton with no desires but sex. She bought books from the used book store, and started reading during the evening when Lola and Deshana were dancing. When they came home, they'd fuck the day away till sleep came over her.
But this life...wasn't for her. She needed to have goals and objectives beyond "Have six-hour sexathon with Lola and Deshana". She needed to have...
"A job? Don' we gives you all you needs, Karyn?" begged Deshana as Karyn filled out several job applications. She had come to realize that her dick - though unusual and even a little scary to so-called normal people - didn't have to keep her from living a life outside this apartment. It would be thought of a concealable deformity at worst. That was the great thing about living with these girls. They were so accepting of her and their own strangeness, that the freakish seemed merely unusual in comparison.
Lola seemed to understand more, and asked "You ain't unhappy bein' here with us, are you Karyn? You' just bored, right? You wanna do somethin' else, 'cause me an' Deshana got careers, and you feel like you ain' doin' nothin' but sleepin' an' fuckin', right?"
"Something like that. I...I really love you girls. Both of you. But...I want to have something else in by life."
They both looked at each other, but they said nothing. They sort of understood, but not enough. Still, if that's what Karyn wanted...
"Why don' you come to de club wit' us tonight, Karyn? Bubba be happy to give you a job."
"I...don't think stripping's the job for me." Karyn said with a wry smile.
"No, but maybe he can give you somethin' to do. You never know."
"I'd rather he didn't know about me, Lola. I don't know what sort of person Bubba is, but for all I know...he might be angry I'm living here with you. He doesn't seem to obsess over your lives outside of 'Phantasia', but for all I know he'd feel threatened that someone from Jon's former life was living with him, er...her. The apartment entrance doesn't face the back of the club, so I've avoided being seen so far. But...if he didn't want me here...and he wished me away or something..."
"We wouldn't let that happen to you, Karyn." Lola said, with no giggles at all. Karyn looked up at the two fantasy woman, who Bubba considered to be "suicidal loyal" to him, but that was just based their demonstrated feelings towards him. He hadn't wished for any such loyalty before, and now they were both immune to the stones influence. Thanks to wishing that they "...can't be changed physically or mentally" through the stone anymore (in an effort to keep them from being freed or freeing themselves), they were immune to the most obvious changes the stone could make. But Karyn...
"If he tries dat on you, Karyn...I kick him in th' nuts."
Karyn laughed, and hugged the two girls...and they kissed her, thus causing her cock to spring into action again.
"Shit, guess this waits for later..." she said, setting the applications aside. Laughing, the three of them went to bed again...
But during a break between dances, Lola and Deshana snuggled and talked. They'd never considered that their time with Karyn might end...and that stone was plenty able to do what she said. If Bubba didn't like Karyn...he could get rid of her. He could do it easy. Should they try to feel him out about it, or just go along and hope for the best. He didn't hardly ever use the stone much, except for little things like wishing that his liquor license couldn't be revoked, and stuff like that. Maybe...maybe Karyn should be the one with the stone instead? After all, it was Karyn who they loved. Bubba knew they couldn't use the stone...but Karyn could.
These thoughts troubled them, as their simplified brains didn't like to imagine things coming to an end. Not when they liked them or were having fun. But...they'd loved Bubba...and they LOVED Karyn. But they worked for Bubba. But Karyn fucked them, and Bubba PAID them to fuck...
The two girls looked at each other. They had another 15-minute set up soon...and they had to get ready. They touched-up each others make-up, and helped each other with their costumes...but both of them felt lost and alone. To have found Karyn...been found by her...to have had her and to have known the comfort of her touch...her throbbing cock...her soothing words...her smartness and niceness...and to suddenly be obsessed with the idea that she might be taken from them.
It was more than their poor heads should have to deal with. Maybe...maybe they should just run away with her.
"Presenting, those two girls you love to love! You want to want! You need to need! Give it up for..."
They danced through the next set, but though they moved and bounced...they were in conflict on the inside. The conflict was internalized...but as they danced, they sorted things out...put them in order. As usual, they thought much clearer while dancing.
The song was a hip-hopish version of "Stairway to Heaven", and as the final lines pounded through their heads...
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
...and they tuned into the lines...
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
...and moved in the music like marbles in a groove...
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
The song! bouncing, driving and wild, the two fantasy girls whirled and pranced like jungle animals...and they understood! They both knew what to do!
