aura."
Hoagie nodded, "Totally. I'm way chilled."
Roxy, standing in the doorway, made a gagging face.
"Look, it's moving... it's going past the letters," Luna narrated, "... it's searching ..."
Hoagie noted, "It's going off the board ..."
"He's totally pushing it," Roxy hissed to D. J., who really didn't care at this point.
Luna, soothing, "Don't push it, now... careful... careful..."
Hoagie said, "Totally, I'm not, not at all. Wait, look. It stopped on ... Ouija." He gasped. "He's saying... I AM OUIJA."
Luna's eyes widened, her hands touching Hoagie's. "Oh... wow... now I am chilled."
Hoagie nodded. "Me, yeah. I'm so totally chilled I can't believe it."
Roxy sighed, muttering, "I'm so totally going to throw up. And you can believe that. "
" Totally chilled," Hoagie nodded.
Roxy yawned exaggeratedly in the background.
Hoagie smiled, inspired. "Hey, maybe we should ask it -- him, her, whoever -- a question that'd prove this is real."
Luna looked wide-eyed. "Yeah, that's a good idea." Eyeing Hoagie silkily. "You have great ideas."
"Thank you." Hoagie's cheeks were reddening.
If steam could shoot out a person's ears... now it was Roxy's face that was reddening. D. J. noticed this, shrank away from her slightly.
Luna soothed. "Just relax ... keep your long strong fingers calm ..."
She managed to brush one of her fingers sloooowly against Hoagie's.
Luna grinned. "Relaxing?"
Hoagie: "Uhhhh...yeah. Oh yeah."
Roxy gave D. J. a rueful look. D. J. just shrugged.
Hoagie, wide-eyed, said, "Nothing's happening.
"Take your time." Luna winked. "Got all night."
Roxy's steam was about to blow. "I've gotta go pee," she seethed evenly.
As she turned, she whacked D. J. on the shoulder.
D. J. sighed, rubbing his shoulder. "Huh? Oh. I got to go too. Apparently."
Luna squinted. "Have fun."
Said Hoagie, distractedly, "Uhm, we'll think up some good questions for you two when you, for when you, you know... get back."
Roxy glared. "You do that."
She turned on her heel, drilling splinters out of the warped floorboards as she skulked down the hall, tugging D. J. along with her. Hoagie, seeming a bit guilty, started to get up to go after, but Luna gently pulled him back into place.
Luna whispered, silkily. "Concentrate, now." She and her big boobs leaned in close. "Are you ... concentrating?"
Hoagie bit his bottom lip, very distractedly. "Uhhhhm, wha?"
Luna nodded gently. "Okay, good...good ..."
She gently traced her finger over Hoagie's, on the pointer.
Her voice dropped even further. "You concentrating? You thinking... hard?" A long arching pause. " Real hard?"
Hoagie trembled. Opened his mouth, meant to say something--but only a tiny airy squeak came out. Managing a blink, Hoagie looked down hard-- real hard--at...
(Many attempt...)
... at ...
(...but only a few reach... the island of... )
... Luna Bloodlove's very big boobs.
Then, as if reading either Hoagie's addled mind or his too-tight t-shirt... she whispered silkily...
"' Only he who does nothing makes no mistakes.'"
~ ~ FIVE ~ ~
Out Somewhat Near The Beach:
Naked, Beautiful, Pissy
She was naked, she was beautiful, she was full-blown pissy as all get-out.
About 5 foot 10, with a face like a teen model-- man, she looked young, hope that ID wasn't faked --and a body like, well... just look at it. A super-model. Better than a super-model--she had curves and some meat on her bones--in all the right places, of course. Okay, maybe not a super-model, but still --
Those lips, those eyes--ocean green, sky blue--something like that. Who cares, she was major-hot, that was that, and it wasn't just the alcohol either. She was something.
But man oh man--did she have an attitude.
No denying, she was a real pain in the every-which-what...but, there, for about a moment, laying there across the fake leather seats of the darkened Camaro, out in the moonlight shade of the little curl of a semi-secret hideout parking nook known as "Boner's Point"--just off
Hoagie nodded, "Totally. I'm way chilled."
Roxy, standing in the doorway, made a gagging face.
"Look, it's moving... it's going past the letters," Luna narrated, "... it's searching ..."
Hoagie noted, "It's going off the board ..."
"He's totally pushing it," Roxy hissed to D. J., who really didn't care at this point.
Luna, soothing, "Don't push it, now... careful... careful..."
Hoagie said, "Totally, I'm not, not at all. Wait, look. It stopped on ... Ouija." He gasped. "He's saying... I AM OUIJA."
Luna's eyes widened, her hands touching Hoagie's. "Oh... wow... now I am chilled."
Hoagie nodded. "Me, yeah. I'm so totally chilled I can't believe it."
Roxy sighed, muttering, "I'm so totally going to throw up. And you can believe that. "
" Totally chilled," Hoagie nodded.
Roxy yawned exaggeratedly in the background.
Hoagie smiled, inspired. "Hey, maybe we should ask it -- him, her, whoever -- a question that'd prove this is real."
Luna looked wide-eyed. "Yeah, that's a good idea." Eyeing Hoagie silkily. "You have great ideas."
"Thank you." Hoagie's cheeks were reddening.
If steam could shoot out a person's ears... now it was Roxy's face that was reddening. D. J. noticed this, shrank away from her slightly.
Luna soothed. "Just relax ... keep your long strong fingers calm ..."
She managed to brush one of her fingers sloooowly against Hoagie's.
Luna grinned. "Relaxing?"
Hoagie: "Uhhhh...yeah. Oh yeah."
Roxy gave D. J. a rueful look. D. J. just shrugged.
Hoagie, wide-eyed, said, "Nothing's happening.
"Take your time." Luna winked. "Got all night."
Roxy's steam was about to blow. "I've gotta go pee," she seethed evenly.
As she turned, she whacked D. J. on the shoulder.
D. J. sighed, rubbing his shoulder. "Huh? Oh. I got to go too. Apparently."
Luna squinted. "Have fun."
Said Hoagie, distractedly, "Uhm, we'll think up some good questions for you two when you, for when you, you know... get back."
Roxy glared. "You do that."
She turned on her heel, drilling splinters out of the warped floorboards as she skulked down the hall, tugging D. J. along with her. Hoagie, seeming a bit guilty, started to get up to go after, but Luna gently pulled him back into place.
Luna whispered, silkily. "Concentrate, now." She and her big boobs leaned in close. "Are you ... concentrating?"
Hoagie bit his bottom lip, very distractedly. "Uhhhhm, wha?"
Luna nodded gently. "Okay, good...good ..."
She gently traced her finger over Hoagie's, on the pointer.
Her voice dropped even further. "You concentrating? You thinking... hard?" A long arching pause. " Real hard?"
Hoagie trembled. Opened his mouth, meant to say something--but only a tiny airy squeak came out. Managing a blink, Hoagie looked down hard-- real hard--at...
(Many attempt...)
... at ...
(...but only a few reach... the island of... )
... Luna Bloodlove's very big boobs.
Then, as if reading either Hoagie's addled mind or his too-tight t-shirt... she whispered silkily...
"' Only he who does nothing makes no mistakes.'"
~ ~ FIVE ~ ~
Out Somewhat Near The Beach:
Naked, Beautiful, Pissy
She was naked, she was beautiful, she was full-blown pissy as all get-out.
About 5 foot 10, with a face like a teen model-- man, she looked young, hope that ID wasn't faked --and a body like, well... just look at it. A super-model. Better than a super-model--she had curves and some meat on her bones--in all the right places, of course. Okay, maybe not a super-model, but still --
Those lips, those eyes--ocean green, sky blue--something like that. Who cares, she was major-hot, that was that, and it wasn't just the alcohol either. She was something.
But man oh man--did she have an attitude.
No denying, she was a real pain in the every-which-what...but, there, for about a moment, laying there across the fake leather seats of the darkened Camaro, out in the moonlight shade of the little curl of a semi-secret hideout parking nook known as "Boner's Point"--just off
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