Chapter 21: The Penthouse, Tomorrow

In the limo, Amy asked, “Can I ask you a question Ai? It’s about you swatting my ass.” “You can ask as long as you aren’t weird about it.” “Hmm, not weird, well, I mean, why did you do it? Would you want...” “No, I didn’t mean anything like that. I just wanted to get you moving. I was worried you’d stay there in the school parking lot, naked, staring at me, all night long if I let you.” “Well, OK. I just couldn’t help but wondering if you maybe...” “I said not to make it weird. I didn’t even take the tags off these sweats before putting them on,” Ai said to change the subject. “Pat, do you have a pocket knife you can pass us?” Getting the knife from Pat, Ai removed her tags and handed the knife to Amy, who took it wordlessly.

Both girls were half asleep when Pat parked in the garage. “We have arrived, Miss Osaka.” “Just leave us here to sleep in the limo.” Ai mumbled. “I will gladly do that Miss Osaka, but I feel compelled to remind you that you did say something about wanting a hot bath.” “Fuck, that does sound good. Help me up. And make sure that the gum and crystal are locked in the limo.”

Once they were in the penthouse, Amy raved, “Damn, this place is huge! I guess the guest room has it’s own shower. I want to get cleaned up too.” “It does, but I’m too tired to show you to the guest room. Follow me, you can get in the bath in my room with me. It could probably hold 4 people comfortably. You can sleep in my bed with me too. It’s an over sized king; I won’t even know you’re there.” “Can I tell people I slept with you?” “Even though it might technically be true, no.” As the tub filled with water, Ai tossed the clothes she was wearing into a laundry chute to stand naked before an awestruck Amy. Ai knew Amy was staring at her, and made a production of getting into the tub. “Toss your clothes in that chute too, someone will have them clean by the morning.” Amy climbed into the over sized tub, and sank down up to her neck in the water. Ai’s casual attitude to nudity and her insistence that she wasn’t interested in girls was leaving the young lesbian confused. Despite Tabitha’s outlandish figure, Amy considered Ai to be the more attractive of the two, and was incredibly turned on by what she was seeing. She didn’t really know how to respond when Ai sighed and stated, “I don’t know if I’ll ever feel clean again, but soaking in this fancy tub is as good a try at fixing that as I can think of.” Ai added, “Let me turn on the jets.” “Oh, that is nice,” Amy agreed and closed her eyes. It was done as much to keep from torturing herself by looking at Ai as it was from tiredness. After a good long soak, the girls dried themselves off. Ai didn’t really react to the towel, but it was the softest thing Amy had ever felt. The girls shuffled, dry and naked to Ai’s bed and collapsed on opposite sides of it. Neither noticed when Pat came by to pull the comforter over both of them.

The next morning, Ai awoke first, but pretended to sleep. She noticed when Amy woke up, and also noticed that she was pretending to be asleep as well. She was sure Amy was trying to maximize the naked time in bed with her. Knowing Amy was probably watching her, Ai made a show of slowly getting into a pair of silk panties, Then she stood at the foot of the bed, topless, playing with her phone. She was leaning over the bed, and the way her tits jiggled and swayed made it clear that Ai had some very large breasts. They just didn’t seem that large when she was standing next to Tabitha. Especially after the events of the previous day when Derek had pushed her size to ridiculous extremes while chewing the cursed bubble gum. Ai jumped when her cell phone beeped as a text arrived. UNKNOWN NUMBER: Stop torturing Amy. I’ve recovered the other piece of gum, so come back to the shop this morning. Bring a hearty breakfast for Emily and Tabitha. They were both more interested in sex than eating last night. They’re still sleeping, but we’ll have a fairly narrow window to get food in them before Emily goes back to fucking Tabitha endlessly. Maybe make that a tempting breakfast. Amy asked, “Was that Ethel?” “Yes, she found the other piece of gum. She said to bring food for Tabitha and Emily; they’re more interested in screwing each others brains out than eating. I’ll have someone pick up some donuts. That should entice them to eat something other than pussy, or whatever you call what Emily has now.” Ai quickly added, “I’m not being critical of you; I legitimately don’t know what to call that.” Then Ai arched her back as she slowly got ready to put her bra on. UNKNOWN NUMBER: I said to stop torturing Amy! Ai blushed and quickly put her bra on causing Amy to make a slightly sad noise. “Was that Ethel again? What did she say to make you blush like that.” “I guess I wasn’t getting ready fast enough to suit her,” Ai responded sheepishly. She figured it was technically true enough. She had been delaying getting ready, although the delay was a tactical decision to inflict visual torture on her guest ... The girls got dressed, and they came into the kitchen to see one of Ai’s chefs setting a ball of dough aside to rise. Ai immediately realized that her chef had decided to make donuts from scratch. Pretending she had forgotten something, she went back to her room, and Amy followed. “I thought you asked your people to get donuts to take over to the magic shop.” Ai replied, “Did you see what the chef was doing?” “No not really.” “I’m pretty sure they are making donuts from scratch for us to take to the magic shop.” “You can make donuts at home?” “I guess,” Ai replied uncertainly. “I wonder how long it takes.” “I thought only donut shops could make donuts.” Ai agreed, “I did too, but I guess if there is a process that works, you can do something similar at home.” Ai found a short video about homemade donuts on her phone and the two girls huddled together to watch. “Huh, takes about two hours.” “Holy thunder thighs! That was a lot of sugar and melted butter. Your cooks are going to make us all fat! Can I just get a grapefruit or something?” Then Amy added, “It seemed like Ethel was in a hurry for us to get to the shop; do you think she’ll want to wait?” “We probably earned a donut after the dumpster diving last night; but you’re probably right about that grapefruit being a good idea. Let me check with Ethel first.” Ai sent Ethel a text to inform her of the delay. UNKNOWN NUMBER: Two hours works fine, I’ll make the other two sleep longer - Don’t torture Amy while you wait. It’s not good for you. Ai looked sheepish again, but she rushed to the intercom before Amy could ask about the text, “Hey, Kitchen, can you send over two grapefruit for Amy and me? We’ll be in the theater room. “You have a theater room, that sounds so cool!” “You have no idea,” Ai giggled. Without even trying to torture her guest, she got to enjoy the reaction of Amy’s jaw literally dropping when she saw a wall painted to serve as a screen and 8 recliners, the ones in back raised slightly off the floor to create a real theater feel to the room. Then there were the floor to ceiling shelves. Although many shelves were full of movies, some were partially filled and others were completely empty. There was plenty of room for Ai to expand her library of movies over time. “Holy shit!” Amy exclaimed. “You haven’t heard the sound system yet,” Ai teased. “Pick a movie.” Amy went around the room looking for movies, and pulled up one about an earthquake. “Is this any good?” “Have no idea, let’s put it in.” Honestly, Amy thought the movie kind of sucked. But she didn’t want to say anything bad about it while she was eating a grapefruit in a fancy bowl, with fancy silverware, in a recliner, in the fanciest home theater she had ever seen. Then the earthquake happened. The whole room shook. The movie was made in the seventies, so the special effects weren’t that special, but the sound didn’t have that problem. Then the girls realized that the shaking wasn’t ending. The low rumbling went on and on for five full minutes while several characters narrowly escaped death and others died in ridiculous ways. After the shaking finally stopped, they both exclaimed in unison, “That was awesome!” When Ai suggested rewinding to watch the earthquake scene again, Amy agreed enthusiastically. After watching that scene for the third time they were laughing so hard they both had tears coming from their eyes. Ai suggested, “How about watching the openings to some Star Wars movies? This one kind of sucks. I just don’t think the rest of the movie can compare to the earthquake scene.” “It really does,” Amy agreed. “I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to offend you.” “You totally could have said something,” Ai assured her. “Although, in this case I’m glad you didn’t because we would have missed that epically cheesy earthquake. I am going to remember that one scene though. That works the sound system out like nothing else I’ve watched.”