The Outsiders: A Package Deal
Copyright© 2014 by hush
Chapter 2
Mind Control Sci-Fi Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A malevolent intelligence from another dimension centers its life around creating great works of art; its favored medium being the past, present, and future of lesser beings. Two best friends in their early twenties become its latest subjects in its never-ending quest to create a masterpiece.
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The parched browns of dry grass and gleaming glass of skyscrapers rolled past as Kimberly Sommerfield maneuvered her black SUV towards Green Hills Mall. She was incredibly glad she had decided to go with a light colored summer dress with the day turning out as hot as it had. It definitely didn't hurt that the white of the dress set off her lightly tanned skin.
That morning she had taken a look at herself in the sundress paired with conservatively heeled white sandals and been truly surprised how much her still new gym routine had done for her lithe figure. At twenty three years old, standing at an impressive totally average height, light brown hair, and tiny A-cup breasts, she needed all the help she could get in the looks department. Her blue eyes were the only thing that she felt was very striking about her but those tended to get ignored since she generally wore glasses. She never could stand contacts and tried very hard to find and wear stylish frames.
Still, things could be worse. She could still have that damn lisp she'd had when she was a kid.
Belatedly, she realized that the murmur of conversation from her passenger had stopped. She scrambled for a new topic to get things going again.
"You're not getting a case of cold feet are you, Tracy?" She risked a glance over at her flawlessly light brown skinned and best friend since college Tracy Smith.
Tracy's full, pillowy lips curved into an attractive frown. "No ... no cold feet. I just wish that I hadn't, like, found myself in a family way before the wedding. I'm going to look huge, Kim!", she said as she gestured to her obviously swelling stomach. "My Nana, you know how religious my Nana is, was soooo pissed when she found out that Dean and I were pregnant and not even engaged. I heard a ringing noise in my right ear for a full month after that phone call!"
Tracy giggled at her own story and Kimberly joined in in spite of herself. Kimberly was actually quite jealous about Tracy's upcoming nuptials. Not over Dean Hammond, great guy though he was. The 32 year old plastic surgeon was definitely not her type though he did have a certain handsomeness about him. What she was jealous about was that someone, anyone, had swooped in and swept her friend completely off her feet while Kim couldn't seem to form relationships lasting more than a handful of months. Kimberly's accounting career and somewhat room filling personality tended to discourage a huge number of suitors and drive away the ones who stayed.
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