Chapter 18: Prepare for the Dance

Freya helped me get back to my house as I didn’t have my stone on me. I stepped out of my closet, looking at the clock just as it turned to 1:23AM seven hours until I had to be awake for to get ready for the Fall Dance. I crawled into bed and made sure my alarm was set, just in case. I just spent the last 17 days training with Danny, Beth, Alex, Kristy, Anna, Bill, and Sara. Sara was a wild card, Freya didn’t know why she was summoned along with us, there must be a link somehow, but she did keep us inline and on task. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow for a dreamless sleep.

8:00AM came too quickly, but I was still excited for the day. Today was the Fall Dance, me and the girls were all going to get our hair done, and later have our make-up professionally done just before we are picked up by the boys in the limo they are renting.

I got dressed and went down to get breakfast and saw Jake down there staring into the fridge. I decided to have a little fun, I probed his mind, while I don’t like it, I must do these kinds of things so why not have some fun? I looked about his mind, his memories, then I saw something that surprised me. I watched as he had a few fantasies about me, but they weren’t just run of the mill teenage hormone fueled fantasies. No, they were all out romantic fantasies, seriously thought out and quite long timeline wise, almost too long. I decided to investigate them later as I decided to stop for now.

“Nothing sounds good to eat.” Jake groaned as he closed the fridge door and turned around and smiled when he saw me. “Hey Paula, sleep well?” He asked as he checked the cabinets for anything good to eat.

“Yeah, I slept well. What about you?” I asked as I looked in the fridge now.

“Same here. Although I had the weirdest dream. There was a cabin in the woods and a lake. I don’t remember much about it, but there were 4 people there I’ve never seen and you, Beth, Danny, and Sara were there. You all were ... well bluntly naked.” I could see his embarrassment, although I was more concerned about why he dreamt of the cabin we were at for the 17 days.

“Really?” I feigned embarrassment. I had to press him for info. “What were we doing at this cabin and lake?” I had a feeling I already knew the answer.

“Swimming naked. I could see it all clear as day, as if I was there. Now that I think about it, there was another, Freea? Frigga...”

“Freya?” I asked with caution.

“Yeah, Freya was her name, she would be talking with everyone. It felt like days had gone by before I woke up.”

Okay, this might be an issue, or nothing at all. If Jake could dream about the training grounds. But I’m not about to worry about it now, today is the dance and I must get ready for it. I decided to fix up eggs, bacon and sausage for Jake and I, we talked while I cooked all it up. I was never big on cooking until I became Paula, but now I do it every weekend just about.

“So, Jake, how are Cindy and Mindy treating you?” I asked.

“They are a handful ... well two handfuls. They wish they could have taken me to the Dance with them but said they always make it a rule to go with each other to these things. They did promise to make it up to me tonight after the dance.” He answered.

“Well, that’s good. Just wear something formal like.” I mentioned.

“Oh, I know, I’m going to pick up a suit today with mom.”

I was feeling a bit adventurous for breakfast. I checked the cupboards for some evaporated milk and flour, and the fridge for biscuits. Finding the biscuits, I heated up the oven and started on the sausage and bacon while waiting for the oven to heat up. I covered the sausage and bacon that’s cooking, then getting out the eggs and I started to scramble them to be ready to be put into another pan when everything is close to being finished. Soon the biscuits were done, the eggs scrambled, and the sausage and bacon were ready. I fixed up the sausage gravy to a perfect thickness, not to runny, and not to thick it could be used as brick mortar.

“Wow sis, this is a lot.” Jake said as he looked at what I prepped.

“Yeah, I tend to fix more than is needed.” I shrugged and gathered up a plate for myself. A large meal but not too heavy, but I need something to keep me going for the hours in the hairdresser’s chair. Jake and I took a seat and started eating.

“So, your dream Jake, do you like anyone that you saw in your dream?” I asked as we ate.

“Uh-well ... I mean ... yeah, a couple I saw. But it wasn’t real so doesn’t really matter.” Jake was getting a little flustered and red.

“Come on, you can tell me Jake, if you can’t tell your big sis, who can you tell?” I reached out and touched his hand in a sisterly manner.

“Promise not to get mad?” He asked shyly.

“Of course not, it’s just a dream, right?” I answered, but little did he know that it was real.

“Well, while I liked the girls and women, I ... well ... you were what I liked the most” he finally blurted out. I gave his hand a squeeze and smiled at him to show I wasn’t upset.

“Well, that’s the best compliment a girl can get.” I reassured Jake.

What I’ve learned in the last 15 months since taking over Paula’s body is that while I may have her memories, emotions, and everything else. It still takes time and usually some kind of trigger to remember it. Take Paula’s relationship with Jake for example. They are close, some would say too close with how they’ve acted before I took over. They showered together until about 2 years ago, they would wash each other, sometimes lingering on certain pleasurable body parts. After some time, Paulas mom put a stop to it saying we were getting too old to shower together. But that didn’t stop Jake from peeking at Paula. When I first noticed Jake’s peeking, I got some images and felt the emotions to go with it, of their shower time together, every little detail to be called up later if or when needed. Paula knew Jake was peeking at her, she didn’t care and even encouraged it a bit in her posturing. It was like an unspoken game between them, a game I’m going to take to the next level, if Danny and Beth approve first.

Another thing I’ve learned about my abilities is how the power of them can fluctuate wildly. An example would be my mind reading abilities. Some days I can’t help but pick up on some thoughts and other days it’s more like pulling teeth to get just a stray thought. I guess this is why Freya is wanting me to practice more. As she put it, they are like muscles and need to be stretched and used to get stronger and more consistent.

“But why you, Danny, Beth, Sara, and then the others I don’t know of, instead of the twins?” Jake pondering on that.

“I don’t know Jake. The subconscious is a weird thing.” I answered, leaving it be.

We finished up with breakfast and told Jake he can shower first while I cleaned up the dishes, and to talk with Danny and Beth.

<Good morning loves, I need a quick answer this. Uhm, Jake has been taking peeks at me lately and I want to take this to the next level, I’d liketo join him in the shower again. Long story short, I’d like to restart on occasion us showering together again.> I thought to Beth and Danny.

<How far will this washing go?> Danny asked.

<Well they use to go as far as masturbating each other, but don’t know how far this will go.> I answered.

<I’m fine with it, he’s your brother after all> Beth answered me.

<I suppose, after all wouldn’t seem right to cut you off from your own brother> I could hear the joking in Danny’s thoughts.

<Thank you, this will make Jake happy.> I gave each a mental kiss before heading up stairs to Jakes bathroom.

First, I went to my room and got undressed and found a towel and wrapped myself in it. Made sure it barely covered my tits leaving what little cleavage I could get visible for Jake. I went to his bathroom door and tried the handle, it wasn’t locked and I peeked in. He was well into his shower, he couldn’t see me as the curtain was closed. Just as quietly as I opened the door, I closed it behind me and snuck up to the tub in just my towel. I quickly pulled open the curtain.

“Surprise!” I yelled, but not too loud as to alert mom. Jake jumped and covered himself but then stopped.

“W-What are you doing Paula?!” he was shocked to see me there.

I dropped my towel and stepped into the shower/tub with him. “What does it look like? I’m taking my shower too.” The water was hitting the back of my head and neck, letting water roll down over my shoulders and down my chest. I could see that he was watching one of the water droplets roll down over my breasts. The water cascading down my breast as it came to my hardened nipple, hanging on to it, but ultimately falling into the tub.

“I-uh...” He swallowed. “I see.” He was frozen for a few moments “Like we use to?” He finally asked.

“Yes.” I answered.

It seemed it was all he needed to hear as he reached out and instead of going straight to my breasts, he touched my shoulder with the cloth he had in his hands, just as she ... I, remembered Jake doing, the memories flooding me as each touch, each movement helped bring the memories to the front of my mind. I turned around and let him do my back, he was gentle, but firm as he washed me. It didn’t feel sexual, it was more sensual than anything. I leaned into his hand while I got my hair wet, his hand moved down my back and was just above my ass, I gave it a wiggle as an invite to continue and he took the invite and started to wash my ass.

I gave a soft moan and pushed into his hand, I couldn’t help it, but it seemed to encourage Jake. He stepped closer, he had put the washcloth away, and put some body wash into his hands and he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back to him and started to wash my chest with his hands, he was spreading the soap around. This was new, he’d always use a washcloth, his hands moved over my upper chest, shoulders and down my arms, then he moved to my sides, I couldn’t help but wiggle in his hands as I was ticklish there, laughing a little bit.

“Stop, I’m ticklish Jake.” He did and I was laughing a little more before I turned, but slipped on the tub, but Jake caught me, my arms flew around his neck to help me get balanced as I looked up at him.

“You alright Paula?” He asked as he held me. I could only nod. Mom broke our trance banging on the door, busted.

“I know you two are in there! Finish washing and get down-stairs, now!” Mom didn’t sound so happy.

So, we did as mom said. We quickly finished washing. I put my hair up in a towel after getting dressed to get it to dry and went downstairs to await the yelling that was about to occur. I recalled the first and last time Jake and I were showering together after she told us to stop. She wasn’t mad, she was just concerned about us. As I walked down the stairs a thought occurred to me, I could easily wipe their memories of the last hour or so. Jake wouldn’t remember the shower and mom wouldn’t remember catching us together.

I took a seat in my chair, Jake was already downstairs with mom on the sofa. This was going to be a risk, I could wind up in a coma again I’ve not done something this big yet on real people. I was doing well against the bots in the training ground. I looked at them both and was telling them to forget the last hour and go about their day like nothing happened. As I was doing that, I felt dizzy and glad I was sitting down and the next thing I know I’m woken up in the chair still.

“Hey Paula, come on and wake up.” Jake said as he shook me awake.

“wha-?” I said confused.

“You fell asleep, I guess cooking all that food made you tired.” He answered.

“Uh-yeah.” I stretched and got up. “I’m going to go dry my hair.” I said just before heading up the stairs but stopped mid-way. “Hey Jake? What were you and mom doing just before you woke me up?”

“I just finished eating, came out here and sat down to see you asleep and mom was just sitting on the sofa before getting up to go eat, I then woke you up just now.” He told me, which seem to him all normal. No mention of the shower or ‘loss of time’.

“Oh, ok.” I went upstairs to dry and brush out my hair. I had done it! I had managed to manipulate the memories of mom and Jake at one time, without putting myself into a coma, just sleep. This was a huge leap for me with my mental manipulation abilities.

I was brushing out my hair when I received a voice call over a VOIP program on my phone. So, I plugged in my ear buds and answered it from my phone. It was all the girls in a group voice chat.

“Hey Paula! You ready for today?” It was Beth asking.

“Yeah! Can’t wait to show Danny my new hair style. I think it works for me.” I answered. I never got this excited about getting my hair done in my past life, but today it was absolutely energizing for me. The joys of being a teen girl this time around.