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Writer: Lilith’s Bitch
Subject: The Occult Shop 4
Link: LS666 Email / 09.09.2024
Comment from XP: Hi all, and Lilith’s Bitch — thank you for this new installment — I am hoping that I interrupted your draft correctly, as some parts were a little “fuzzy” — but loved the mood it sets. If there are changes, let me know, I have sent this to you for revision and will update if necessary …
The Occult Shop Initiates 4
Jessica had a soft spot for the sales rep. Several reps attempted to sell stock to the shop, this one had just shown his wares of crystals and beads and was about to get interesting. This was the part she liked. For some unexplained reason, he thought she was somehow innocent and it was his job to slowly but surely expose her to more explicit material for the shop. She always dressed somehow less sexually and more cute around him.
Though naturally domme, with him she was more gentle and submissive, except for placing orders naturally. It was a game, Tania also played around the rep and they sometimes wondered who was playing who.
The rep produced some thin glossy books at the nine-ninty-nine price point. Some books on witchcraft and the occult for the ever-growing teenage market. he smiled weakly. Jessica flicked through the glossy pages, lots of pictures and little text. Lots of the pictures show young naked girls, in cleansing water, in the sacred forest or river, dancing by a fire, petting wolves and even in rituals. She opened her eyes wide.
”They are pretty explicit, not sure they will sell,” she lied.
“Yes it is slightly more erotic, shall we call it aspirational. it does sell well to young girls,” he warmed to his theme, “Definite hints of lesbianism. Would not have got away with that even five years ago.
He looked at her directly.
“You would be surprised what young girls are comfortable to do today when exploring their sexuality.”
“Anything else?” she asked staring at the ground knowing he was about to get more explicit.
He paused as if not certain.
“How are you doing with penetrating the gay sector? Gay men do seem to be an increasingly visible market these days investigating the occult?”
“Early days but, yes, we do keep an eye on that market, not a great footfall as yet but hopefully a cash cow, not a rising star.”
This piece of pure Economics-101 made them both laugh. His laugh always caused Jessica to laugh along.
The rep seemed to take that on board and made a note on his laptop.
“You have students, this is a student town. Where you have students you get more gay men. They are much happier to explore their sexuality and discover the ways men pleasure each other. Once they find their true nature they are more comfortable and happier in exploring further. They are very happy to use sex magick in their rituals. I can do some material on special offer.“
Jessica seemed to consider this.
”I should not tell you this but,” he leaned close conspiratorially, “We trust each other so I feel safe with you. I am a rep for several companies and sell to sex shops.”
“No?” said Jessica her eyes opened even further and she let her mouth open shocked, ”What lingerie … stockings … that sort of thing? Fetish clothing?”
“Oh yes but also more extreme.”
He waited to see how she would respond. She decided to play with him.
“That must be exciting. You know I have always admired those models wearing that lovely lace and nylon, even leather and latex,” she looked down. Tania who was watching this managed not to giggle, “Would love to try them on some time.”
“You have a very good body, Jess you could easily be a model,” Tania teased.
“Oh, I don’t think so. I would look so rude.”
The rep smiled.
”Tania’s right, you could easily pose for the camera.“
“You think so? That would be so exciting.”
She let her eyes grow even wider.
“I have contacts,” the rep started down a line of conversation but pulled himself back.
This was why she indulged the rep he was like a spider in a web with feelers out all over, he had given warning of changing tastes in the past and some useful leads.
“Anyway, these outlets they have found in the last term that the university term a big increase in gay orientated merchandise.”
“What sort of merchandise?” asked Tania.
“Selling lube, dildos and let’s say gay fetish clothing. Okay, you expect it at the beginning of the new year as new students arrive and explore their sexuality but they usually calm down and the sales fall to a typically lower level. Not this time. Between you and me there are let’s say customers who might be uncomfortable to go to a sex shop for such items but happy to go to your sort of shop.”
“It’s an idea certainly. I have some gay friends,” Tania filled in.
“This is how I sell it to the suppliers. A shop like this is the gateway to being gay. You are bi-curious, say a student away for the first time. A sex shop well they are not yet ready for that but a shop like yours. A few well-chosen items, tastefully done. A considerate understanding member of staff to point them in the right direction to guide possible vulnerable inexperienced young men. Well, we would not want them being corrupted by the wrong people, would we? The companies I represent could well be open to a certain price reduction for said establishments in the expectation they could shift more units further down the line. Loss leader.”
“Not sure,” Jessica managed.
“Word to the wise. If you say no then other retail outlets will snap it up. You are my favorite and I like to give you first refusal.”
Jessica reckoned he said that as part of his patter but it was nice to hear it even so.
“I would not like to corrupt anyone,” Jessica managed to say with a straight face.
“Don’t worry most men after a few pints well just let’s say there is a whole new generation of men who are not let’s say full-out gay but happy to have gay sex. Given the right incentive, right?”
“Oh yes, go on give it a try,” said Tania encouragingly.
The rep squeezed her hand.
”Got something a little special here just for you.”
She was not surprised when he produced an manila envelope.
”Been approached by a local start-up business they are selling a one-stop solution. Two nice ladies, Welsh, down here for the sun,” he paused, “Somehow the Celts do have a direct line to the supernatural sometimes. The accent works well too with men.”
Jessica did not want to hear this.
He opened the envelope and pulled out several zip-locked plastic bags with home-printed labels.
”Problems sleeping, self-esteem issues, developing confidence, sexuality issues,” he pushed the bags to her, ”Bespoke incense stick, mantras and ASMR on a memory stick, paper guide and jojoba-based oil for self-massage, or others.”
Jessica looked confused which the rep seemed to like.
“It’s okay. Sale or return,” said the rep who smiled at her both of them knew worked despite her best intentions.
The rep went for broke.
“Might have some Danish reprints I can let you have next time, a bit more let’s say stronger but lots of profit in it,” the rep was packing up, “Think about the modelling, some of my clients say they found it very liberating.”
Jessica wondered in what way. Tania helped the rep put his samples in the back of his car.
“I am interested in doing some modelling possibly even more, you mentioned contacts.”
The rep looked at Tania.
“Let’s be honest you can do porn in a heartbeat. Jessica could do porn but also model. Sorry, but that’s the way it is.. I know it’s a bit of a rite of passage for Trans Girls doing porn but do please be careful.”
Tania was not sure what to think. Then the rep found a box from the back of the car and wrote a number and a website on the top.
“There is some lingerie and more samples in the box some might fit you and even Jessica. If and I mean if you do decide to go down that route do some amateur pics to that website If still yes then phone that number say ‘pay with pics for time’ and take it from there. It’s a rabbit hole but it does work for some you just have to find your level.”
The rep got into the car and drove away.
xxxxx
Jessica was doing numbers regarding orders, and Tania placed down the box.
“He thinks you are a blushing virgin, the contents of the box may show him otherwise. You know I thought he was just an empty soul soul-dead capitalist now I am not quite so sure. How do you feel about doing porn?”
“It’s a good way of worshiping Lilith and attracting new souls. It’s on my radar but well not very high up.”
She opened the box and pulled out a pair of crotchless panties.
“Could give it another look I suppose.”
“Danish. Danish. Knew there was something,” this was classic Tania, “There you go. Had a Danish girl in earlier today,” Tania said pushing a post-it note across the counter, “Looking for some herbs, we didn’t have them but she seemed quite determined. Desperate. Said I would ask the manager and she said she would come back in the next few days.”
Jessica lazily picked up the Post-it note. In clear writing was a Latin name.
“No, we would not have it in the herb section.”
A grand title for a small set of Perspex draws with Zip-locked bags and Sharpie written descriptions.
“It’s a mushroom.”
They both looked at each other for they knew what it could mean
“Did you feel she was genuine?”
She emphasized the word feel. Tania looked briefly at the floor it was a test of sorts.
”I’m sorry but I think she was,” Jessica nodded, “I will make the call then.”
xxxxx
Jessica picked up the two schoolgirls from different schools and drove back to the old manor. One played on a phone and the other had earbuds in. They seemed not to ignore each other exactly. Nothing in that, even what they called “besties” did that and they would most certainly be “besties” by the end of the day.
Amanda had a plan, which involved the manor though Amanda had been curiously vague as to details. As she drove up the drive she was struck by how close to the sea and indeed the cavern where she performed her rituals the Manor was. Surely this was not accidental. Amanda was waiting by the door, she looked sternly at the two school girls.
“Follow me and do not get lost,” she said to them.
Suitably admonished the two school girls walked into the entrance hall and up the main staircase which led them to a corridor with two doors on one side of the wall.
“The place is empty apart from us four, no one can hear or interrupt us.”
From her pocket, she took a sonic tape measure and aimed it at the far wall. A rather convenient ten metres.
“Remember that,” she said to the girls.
She ushered them into the first room and pointed the ultrasonic distance measure at the far wall four meters she said. They trooped to the next room. Amanda stood next to a red velvet curtain on the wall and measured three and a half meters she said. She looked at the school girls.
“Well, comments?”
Lily was there first to reply there was a hidden room between the two walls.
Amanda beamed.
“Yes, yes, there is and what do think it could be?”
“A priest hole?” said the other girl.
Amanda looked surprised as if she did not expect such a good answer.
“Possibly originally but it’s been repurposed for less godly purposes since then. Well, you will both find out soon enough.”
There were several brass candelabras on a table with new candles in them. From a pocket, she produced a cigarette lighter and started to light the candles.
“It would probably save time while I light these if you two were to get naked now. You can put your school uniforms on a chair. You too, please. Naked. In your own time.”
She stared at Jessica. Normally Jessica would have bridled at this tone but she grasped that there was a reason for the attitude. The two girls started to take their clothes off. Amanda passed Jessica a lighter and she too lit some candles. Once the two girls and Jessica were naked she noticed neither looked embarrassed and indeed seemed proud in the same way. Lily’s pussy must have been regularly used by now. Her nipples were red and there were bite marks around them. They both seemed to have grown in confidence standing naked together.
“Okay, then each of you take a candelabra and go into the room. There are toys on the table for you to play with shall we say and do what to you feels right. We shall be in presently.”
She twitched the scarlet curtain open revealing a room with inner blackness.
“Only in movies, do you see two-hundred-year-old heavy false walls move at one touch. That would indeed be witchcraft,” she laughed and she pulled the curtain open further.
Dutifully, the two girls walked into the dark, with the candles for illumination.
Amanda looked at Jessica.
“There’s a small staircase downstairs in the basement it leads to a tunnel which the geophys suggests leads to your cavern, well it would if there had not been a rock fall. And this room.”
Jessica delicately ran her fingers over the curtain.
“Several of the sons were medical men and also dabbled in darker arts. Let’s just say they performed some not strictly necessary procedures. It’s a small occult library and rituals certainly took place there. The operating table has leather straps to restrain an adult or infant during an operation,” she paused adding, “Or a ritual.”
“And your attitude to me?” questioned Jessica quietly, so the girls on the other side of the curtain, would not hear her she whispered.
In so far as Amanda was embarrassed she looked sheepish. So the two girls in the room did not hear her whisper …
“Lily might be possessed by let’s say old demons but she is still a young teenager who needs boundaries. It is vital, vital, she appreciates boundaries.”
Jessica would have asked more but Amanda gave her a look.
xxxxx
The two naked schoolgirls peered into the darkness. There was a musty smell and the wooden floor felt solid under their feet. The candlelight fell on a wooden operating table with leather bindings for the arms and legs and the neck.
There were books on shelves, specimens, and organs preserved in alcohol, like fotuses and bones, medical instruments on a table. There was a large poster showing human veins and arteries in red and blue. They shivered briefly, the candles gave off insufficient light, and it was exceptionally quiet. Lily opened a drawer and found erect penis-shaped carved bones, one was double-ended. It had straps, so one girl could wear it, and be stimulated, while she fucked another girl, or even a boy or man.
Lily put the penis into her mouth and sucked it, her brother was the only cock she had sucked. It was not as large and her mother had said she would get a lot of experience soon with large cocks. She didn’t quite know what mother meant but it excited her.
The other girl stood there nervously waiting to be told what to do, her hands behind her back. They both were slightly subdued by the atmosphere as if uncertain. Then Lily felt something take over her and in a strange voice said lie on the table. the school girl did so and Lily walked around fastening the leather ties so she was completely unable to move, her legs apart her pussy exposed.
Lily placed the gag as well in the other girl’s mouth giggling when she saw the look of shock in her eyes.
“Oh baby I am so going to enjoy this,” she cooed.
She lined up the strap-on at the girl’s pussy lips and was ready to penetrate the schoolgirl when she saw the glint from the medical instruments. Fascinated she went and picked up a bone saw. She looked at the teeth running a finger carefully over them and walked back to the girl.
She ran the saw very gently down one thigh and laughed at the small red tracks left by the teeth on the skin. There was a spiked wheel, she ran this around the girl’s abdomen the gag muffled the squeals and the pinpricks left were again very arousing. Finally, she picked up the long knife its bright blade shining on the candlelight. This time she was especially sensitive and put the point of the blade on the other girl’s chest where she thought the heart was.
“One push, one little push,” she said.
The girl looked not shocked but somehow willing Lily put the long blade at her throat. The girl was panting.
“One long cut. Just one long cut.”
She put the blade on the delicate white skin it broke the surface and a few drops of blood appeared. Lily put a finger on the blade and then licked the girl’s blood off with her tongue.
“Well,” she said walking around the bound, naked girl, “If you are nice and comfortable, we can begin.”
Jessica and Amanda both naked sat in the leather chairs, time passed. The curtain moved Lily came out of the room her body glistened with sweat, and there were small traces of blood on her hands.
”You can clear up in there now,” she said.
The girl fainted. Jessica and Amanda put Lily onto a red leather sofa with increasing concern what they would find behind the curtain. Jessica looked worried.
“It will be okay, she’s not that far advanced,” Amanda said as they went behind the curtain but she did not sound convinced.
Their eyes adjusted to the dark. The other girl was still bound to the table, the strap-on was in her pussy. Red tracks and welts covered her torso, the nipples had been bitten. Jessica initially thought she was unconscious but the eyelids kept flickering. Amanda walked around the naked bound girl.
“It’s not as bad as it looks, very little skin has been broken, no marks that cannot be hidden by clothes and well as long as she avoids the school showers for a week it’s all good.”
“That leather looks in good condition despite being over two hundred years old and those medical instruments look bright and sharp too. Well maintained.”
Amanda was gently stroking the girl’s hair.
”Its okay, just sleep for now.”
When satisfied she looked up and picked up the long knife.
“I did not have to refurbish it too much shall we say. There were clear signs it has been used certainly up to fifty years ago.”
“It was one hell of a risk putting Lily in an environment where she can do serious harm to another girl.”
Amanda picked up a long-bladed knife and held it before her.
“This is a ‘Liston Knife’ used for amputations. ‘Jack the Ripper’ used such as knife. In skilled-hands, you can do an above-the-knee leg amputation in under a minute, of course, you need the bone saw too. That would typically be held in the teeth till required. This, it was necessary,” she waved her hands around the room.
The girl muttered something and Jessica pulled out the strap-on, there was a little blood.
“If Lily had wanted to and had the desire this would have had a less ideal outcome. It was necessary,” she smiled briefly.
“A test, a very dangerous one too,” Jessica was still angry.
“One she passed.”
Amanda stood up and danced around on her bare feet her hands in the air.
”It was necessary to draw the real girl out and show what she has in her. If we are to pass her on then St. Impero’s will need to know she has ‘the right stuff.’”
“Feel it. Feel it. What has happened here is what has been reawakened today. You must sense it.”
Amanda ran her hands down her naked body.
Almost despite herself, Jessica found herself saying, “The power, the power. It’s very dark there has been some powerful magic here in the past.”
The anger in Jessica was only slightly abated.
“This place it’s yours do your rituals here. Tap into it, grow and feast on it. Well until phase three of the redevelopment but just imagine what you could do with all the power here while you have access to it. Just imagine.”
Jessica was less certain.
“Yes, the power,” Amanda carefully placed the long blade between her ample breasts, it reflected the candlelight, “We can grow here and become darker.”
She leaned over the tied-down girl and kissed Jessica on the lips.
Jessica took the knife and put it down carefully. Her hands went down to the other woman’s piercings, she gently touched the clit hood piercing Amanda gasped and with a finger started to rub Jessica’s clit too. Jessica took the double-ended dildo and strapped it on gasping as it penetrated her. Amanda was not naturally submissive watched.
“Bend over and touch the table with your hands, spread your legs too,” order Jessica.
Amanda did so and Jessica stood behind the girl the other end of the dildo at Amanda’s pussy lips. In one swift action, Jessica pushed the dildo up Amanda‘s pussy, Amanda flinched but took it. Jessica started fucking Amanda hard and fast without mercy powered on by her rage at what she was so nearly part of.
Faster and faster she pumped the dildo into Amanda until she felt herself nearing orgasm. Amanda too was nearing climax as she was shaking and panting. Finally, Jessica could hold it off no longer and a massive rip through her body. Amanda screamed out due to the strength of her orgasm. Hail Satan she shouted and the two girls stood there shaking by the bound girl.
xxxxx
“Fries for you?” asked Jessica.
“Yes please,” Lily said politely.
It was a drive-through fast food and both girls had very little recollection of what happened. Amanda had cleaned up the school girl and Jessica had freed the school girl. Neither young girl had any real recollection of what had happened to them.
“The young they recover so fast. Everybody will do well out of this trust me, Especially you and me.”
She held a ketchup-covered French fry.
“Thank you the Stuyvesant/ Fawcett trust. Thank you, Captain Fawcett.”
She sucked on her straw as if in a toast to them.
Jessica needed more.
“In there what we did, “
“Powerful wasn’t it?”
“Rarely felt so close to so much evil and darkness,” Jessica had to admit.
“Hopefully never again,” said Amanda.
“Was Cornwall like that?” Jessica quizzed.
“Only Cornwall was like Cornwall, just as well for us all,” she paused, “I went into that neolithic burial mound alone and two entities came out. We tapped into some primeval forces today it can be very addictive as well as very dangerous. Let’s not make the same mistake as the spooners.”
“Spooners?”
“The original occupants of the house, fascists and bullies.”
“Think about it, who uses a double-ended dildo? Not powerful males that is for certain. Records are deliberately vague but they either well-turned gay or the women gained the power. Neither of these were acceptable outcomes if you are a fascist male bully. We by contrast should be safe continuing the work of the Demons they released.”
Jessica shuddered at the thought, “No, I know my limits. It was well I am glad I have seen it and touched it but never again.”
“Probably too late for that but be careful anyway. There’s Black magic you can use and pay the cost and then there’s black magic which initially gives freely but then demands back so much more. A loss leader as they say in business.”
Jessica was now scared. She did not believe in coincidence and this was the second person to say the phrase in two days. Amanda continued.
“You see now why such a test was necessary St. Impero’s is a private girls’ school. It’s a normal private school in so far as they are ever normal but there is a group of teachers, Masters and Mistresses,” she corrected herself, “Who are into the Occult and initiating young girls. Lily will be best there, it’s the best environment for her. Trust me.”
xxxxx
The two school girls’ parents were as surprised and delighted to get an invite to apply for the entrance exam for a scholarship place for such a prestigious public school. The girls were in the gym for their physical exam. There were fourteen girls all in plimsols, short socks, gym skirts, and tops. Hair tied back and bright and eager.
They wore different numbered tabards and jumped over a gym horse, played basketball and other pursuits designed to produce a healthy mind in a healthy body. The blonde physical education teacher, who had a short skirt, clapped her hands, and the girls formed a line by the wall. A male teacher, with a clipboard, looked at the girls thank you for coming today.
The physical education sections are at an end, Follow Miss and she will take you to the showers where you can put your uniform back on and return to your parents or guardians, or whoever brought you here today. Those girls matriculating for a Stuyvesant/Fawcett scholarship please remain behind for additional physical examinations.
All except the two girls filed out to the showers. There was a brief silence as a woman dressed as a nurse holding a bag and another female teacher came in.
“Number seven. Please walk up to the gymnastic horse, raise your skirt and lower your knickers. Lean forward with your head on the horse and extend your arms resting them on the horse.”
Lily was number seven and did so dropping her large white panties, she smelt the leather covering of the horse. She looked behind her and saw the nurse put on latex gloves and apply a little lube from a tube to her fingers. The woman had a clipboard and was watching intently. The nurse came up and Lily felt the gloved hand on her pussy.
Two fingers of one hand held her labia apart while one finger then two then three were inserted into her cunt and she was carefully dilated. She felt a thumb explore and reach up to her clitoral hood find the clit and gently rub briefly. Then the fingers were withdrawn.
The nurse said something quietly to the woman who wrote it down. Then she felt a finger slowly enter her ass then again two and three she was dilated and the woman wrote something down. The nurse removed the gloves and put them autoclavable plastic bag.
The other girl was called and she assumed the same position next to her on another gymnastic horse. Gloves were lubed and again the girl was dilated. Results taken there was a silence the two girls stood bent on the horse their asses in the air.
“There will be one more test this time to determine how will you take to discipline. I should advise you in advance it will be by its very nature somewhat painful. Brace yourself.”
The woman passed the Master a cane and he walked slowly and purposefully up to Lily. She felt the slight tap of the cane on her cheeks as if he was getting the position just right then suddenly it came down hard on her cheeks.
She tried not to scream or moan, a second stroke then a third she felt her ass reddening getting hot and the pain increasing. Another pause and a fourth stroke. The Master painted her ass with strokes and by ten strokes she cried out.
“Ten strokes,” said the woman.
“Quite poor,” said the Master.
He then turned his attention to the other girl. Again he gently tapped her pert behind and allowed longer before administering punishment, she knew what would happen. The girl clenched her fists and screwed up her eyes as the cane rained down on her cheeks until finally she too screamed and moaned begging him to stop.
“How many strokes did you count, Master?” asked the woman.
“Fifteen,” was the reply.
“Really? Fifteen,” the Master queried.
“Fifteen. Yes,” said the woman.
“Well, well. Fifteen. Seems we may have something a little bit special here.”
There was a silence as the teachers talked amongst themselves. The nurse walked to the girls, their red asses in the air.
“Both of you pull up your knickers, tidy yourself up say thank you to the Master for his attention.”
They both did so.
“Good, you may go to the showers now.”
xxxxx
The man was wearing a clean brown overall and holding a flat piece of wood red painted cut to a specific length and walked up between the trestle desks. Then he took a different colored piece of wood of a different length and walked between the desks in a left-to-right direction.
Behind him, a woman placed a pen a pencil, ruler, calculator, and rubber in a precise pattern on each of the desks. It was an exam hall and parents on the other side of glass-paneled doors watched on intently. Amanda and Jessica were on the balcony above watching the proceedings with two staff members.
“Entrance exam. It’s to ensure all the desks are the same distance apart. All the grief inflicted by all the vengeance demons in hell over the ages is nothing compared to the wrath of a parent who refused entry to St. Imperio’s public ie private school for girls,” said a made-up woman who was wearing heels which could only be painful after several hours.
The man slightly older, good suit and a similar upper-class accent paused from looking at a clipboard.
“I suppose we would have to take them as a pair?”
He sounded bored.
“I think it would be best, yes,” the woman replied.
The man sucked his cheeks in and paused.
“And this is,” he asked pointing at Jessica.
“The woman who runs that cute little occult shop.”
“Ah yes, might be placing a sixth former for some work experience there.”
This was news to Jessica but Amanda gave her a look so she said nothing.
“All right then.”
Finally, he seemed to acknowledge Jessica and Amanda as if for the first time.
“You have to appreciate we have susceptible delicate and potentially vulnerable school girls prepubescent, girls going through puberty and some just past puberty boarding with us and we have to be very careful with who they mix with at this delicate time of their lives. Experience shows they are very affected by their environment and other students,” he let this sink in then the woman added, “Which is why we would, just love Lily and Naveah to be a part of our happy family.”
“Naveah?” asked Jessica.
“They will tell you. It’s ‘heaven’ spelt backwards except it is not,” added the man sighing at this spelling error.
Neveah was the name of the other schoolgirl Jessica suddenly remembered.
“Full bursary, fees paid, quite an upgrade, recipients of the Fawcett/Stuyvesant Trust. Paperwork already signed off by the bursar.”
The Master stared at Jessica.
“Be best to split them for the moment we have hopes of great things from them,” the woman added.
“Be a credit to the school.”
This was a private joke and they both laughed.
“See Flaxman Lowe is selling a copy of the Battlefield 2000 expansion pack. All modules best get there soon.”
This meant something important to Amanda. The woman patted Jessica’s arm.
“Get a sixth former on placement in a school, they have a potentially interesting skull in the science prep room be in touch soon.”
The man looked at his watch, his clipboard and then Amanda and Jessica.
“We are finished here you can go now.”
At this Amanda and Jessica walked out of the balcony.
Xxxxx
Jessica and Amanda were behind a corrugated visitors’ stand overlooking the lacrosse pitch. Jessica started to say something asking about the Battlefield 200 expansion pack.
“Don’t just don’t keep quiet for now.”
Amanda reached into her bag and produced a small bottle of cheap vodka. She wiped the bottle across her cuff and handed it to Jessica There was a golf link in the distance and then the sea. Another rummage in the bag produced a pack of Gauloises and a lighter. She lit two cigarettes and passed one to Jessica.
“We are back to your school days I see,” Jessica managed after a few silent minutes.
“Not drank neat cheap vodka or indeed any vodka not chilled since I started shaving my legs or most certainly my cunt.”
She took another gulp of vodka. Jessica expected her to pass the bottle over but Amanda did not.
“Not for you you are driving. Fuck you, Captain Fawcett. Fuck you, Messrs Stuyvesant. And fuck you, Gamers In Exile. With a side order of buggery to Word-Perfect,” she shouted to the golf links beyond and the sea, “We have an appointment with Flaxman Lowe, psychic detective, yeah right.”
“Have we done well?” asked Jessica, “Are we ahead of the game?”
Amanda sucked on her Gauloise cigarette.
“Oh yes, it’s a result. St. Imperios are grateful, they have given you one of their virgins to use as you wish, and you have got brief access to some scary shit black magic. You have the double dildo to use in your cute cult little occult shop,” she mimicked the Mistress, ”I have got a, Gamers In Exile, black pilgrimage to pass on to a girl of my choice,” she drew on the cigarette inexpertly and coughed, “We got a little carried away in the operating theatre, it will have been noticed.”
“Noticed by who?” Jessica was confused.
“By powerful dark forces, prepare yourself for a visitation sometime soon.”
She threw the bottle to the ground, it shattered and rather a lot of vodka seeped into the carefully cared-for turf.
“I am so getting ripped off my tits tonight on cheap liquor.”
THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR