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Shauna’s cock throbbed as she pumped her hand up and down furiously, though release was nowhere to be found.
She’d been laying in bed, reclined against the headboard with her legs spread for more than forty minutes now. On the television screen in front of her bed played cheap pornography she’d found while aimlessly scrolling on pornhub. She’d tried everything at her disposal– every category– and yet her cock was no sooner to cumming than it had been forty minutes ago.
Shauna let out a frustrated groan. The truth was her mind, and now cock, had only one object of desire as of late. It was her infuriating best friend, and recent true crime enthusiast– Jackie Taylor.
This was the plain and simple truth. Since Shauna had moved to California, in the same town as Jackie, there was an ever present realization of how wrong the world was. Shauna saw it while she was in high school herself. The everpresent need for cliques and social hierarchy. The incessant drama between the have’s and have not’s. It was trivial. It was unnecessary. And this anger deep within Shauna– anger for her younger self and for the people who would inflict such pain– poured out of her at an exponential rate.
This is how it starts.
It happened one night. She walked alone through a Spirit Halloween not too far from her house. Her eyes blood shot, her pace staggered, her mind incredibly high, and her hand brushing aimlessly against the wall of masks that hung in the back of the store.
The anger she’d felt came back once more when she caught her own reflection in a fake display costume knife that hung near the masks.
Maybe, she thought, this could teach them a lesson.
And that is how it started.
She purchased a cheaply made ghost face mask, and a cloak to pair with it and a fake knife. That night she put it on before she sat in her car, firmly tugging the mask onto her face, and one set in her head it felt like new life had been breathed into her. She couldn’t recognize herself in the reflection, but it was the first time she felt like she could see herself.
By the time she pulled up in front of Mari Ibarra’s house, the high had worn off. She no longer felt the nice heady buzz and the slow dissociating reality she felt when she was high. She was entirely, and fully, in her senses when she picked up her phone dialed *67 and then Mari’s phone number.
Now, this might seem childish to most, but Shauna had internalized all the bullshit Mari spoke while in high school. It wasn’t that Shauna aimed to do anything permanent but the thought of bringing some fucked up justice sent a pulse of desire to her cock.
Mari had picked up her phone with a bratty , “What?”, as if she had no regard for the person calling. Like they were already beneath her in some ways.
Though Shauna had planned to scare Mari off, and only scare her off. The thing that happened next completely happened on their own, or at least that is what Shauna tells herself.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Did they never teach you how to answer the phone?” Shauna mocked. The meanness in her own voice shocked her.
“Who is this?” Mari asked.
“I’ll give you one guess.” Shauna said, her own distorted over the phone and from under the mask. She knew Mari, and her dumb little brain, could never piece together who was calling.
“I’m hanging up, whoever this is should find better things to do than prank call. Fucking weirdo.”
Shauna clicked her tongue again, “Now, now. You want to play nice don’t you? What if I said your life depends on it?”
There was a heavy pause. Shauna could hear Mari’s breathing. It was shallow and fast. She knew this got her attention. Mari had always been a little wimp throughout her schooling. It was no shock that now in adulthood this hadn’t changed.
“What do you want?” asked Mari in a shaky voice. It was clear tears would soon follow. Shauna always loved seeing the beads of salty water dripping down the side of Mari’s eyes. She’d even say, that was the only time she looked pretty.
“You’re pretty when you cry, you know that…Mari?” Shauna said her name with more emphasis. Mari gasped over the phone. The thrill of this call sent pleasure throughout Shauna.
“Where – where are you?” Mari asked in a shaky voice. She could hear the loud banging of cabinet doors as Mari moved around her kitchen. From inside the car, where Shauna sat parked across the street, Shauna could see the blinds to the kitchen move as Mari tried to look out the window to spot the potential prank caller.
Stupid Mari would be the one to look out into the dark night with the lights inside the kitchen still on. She was dumb enough to not realize that Shauna could see her much more clearly than Mari would ever be able to see her.
Classic horror movie trope,and Mari was falling into the trap. Final girl my ass, Shauna thought.
What happened after this was a blur for Shauna. One moment she was questioning Mari on horror movie trivia while Mari sobbed her eyes out while talking to her on the phone, knowing that she never paid attention to the soccer team bonding movie nights while they were in high school. Maybe it was cruel, some would say, but in Shauna’s eyes it was karma finally knocking on Mari’s door in the form of Shauna cladded in cheap Spirit Halloween gear.
The knife had been meant to scare Mari enough to maybe piss herself. To make sure that the embarrassment that seeped through and stained Mari long enough for her children’s children to feel.
What Shauna had not anticipated was for Mari to put up a fight when she came face to mask with Shauna. What else she had not anticipated was for her to kick the fake knife from her hand, resulting in SHauna accidentally picking up a real knife. And the real knife to plunge into her heart.
These were all things Shauna had not anticipated. Yet, they all happened. Like a domino falling and the inertia carrying through the rest of the motions she too carried on. With the real knife now dislodged from Mari’s sputtering self, she wiped the knife on her cheap polyester robe and exited the house like she hadn’t committed what some would consider a murder.
The weeks after this incident left a frenzy over the small woody town. The local paper was ecstatic to know they were finally covering a real story– not another story on the importance of slowing down on speed bumps. And the local police had finally gotten up off their lazy asses and found themselves a real mystery. The news carried through the rest of the state fast. No one had heard of a slasher like this in ages, and the horror enthusiast flocked to the town in masses. For a chance for an encounter–stupid influencers.
Maybe Mari was useful after all, or maybe it was Shauna who had made her useful. After all, she’d help stimulate the local economy.
One of the other aspects she had not anticipated was that one of the people who would flock to the town was Misty fucking Quigely. She’d connected with Jackie the moment she’d stepped a foot inside the county lines, and while she had steered clear of Shauna (thank god), she’d managed to reel Jackie into her half cooked plans.
While Shauna went on her biweekly rampage around town, finding hypocrites and making them see their atrocious ways, Jackie and Quigely were starring in their own detective show it seemed. They would spend late night going through stolen police files, thanks to Misty, and then spend the day looking and scouting out possible crime scenes before the local police showed up.
This Nancy Drew act had pulled Jackie away from Shauna more than she would have liked. And when Shauna confronted the two while Shauna was sitting in Jackie’s apartment, it was Jackie who had replied,
“Oh it’s not my fault I’m an obsessive person. Shipman, this is a once in a lifetime chance to crack the code on a mystery this large.”
Before Shauna would reply with a sarcastic reply that would have given herself away to the aware parties it was Misty who cut in and said “JAACKIE!! Look at this!”
It was another useless piece of ‘evidence’ that had been at the scene before Shauna had even arrived there. But there was no use in correcting the two idiots now.
Now back in her bedroom, her cock still in her hand she tucked herself back into her boxers and pulled on her jeans. If she couldn’t release some tension this way, might as well go back to the one thing she had found herself to be good at.
Shauna walked the familiar route through the woods, her get up tucked inside her backpack that hung on her shoulder. In some way, you could say she was like the unfriendly neighborhood spiderman. When she’d left home, her destination had been undetermined. Maybe along the way she would decide who her newest victim would be, but before she could even contemplate on the matter it was like her feet had decided the route for her. Or maybe it was her cock.
Before she knew it she stood at the edge of the tree before the backyard for Jackie’s home started. She’d walked here without realizing the direction she’d been walking in. But now that she was here there was a longing to walk inside the house. There was only a dry wall separating her from her goal, so what was really stopping Shauna from making her way in?
It would never be fun, if it wasn’t given to her. Willingly, teary eyed, and desperately given to her.
Shauna put on her outfit likes some fucked superhero, and once the mask was pulled over she could feel the confidence surging through her finger tips as she dialed the familiar number she used to call even in high school.
“Hello, this is Jackie speaking” answered the honey blonde girl. God, what was it with these girls and giving themselves away so easily. Anyone could be on the phone, and now she’d made herself vulnerable to them. But the fact she was soon going to be Shauna’s made thrill courses in her veins. This was going to be the most fun she’d had.
“Hello Jackie” Shauna’s voice came out huskier than it had ever sounded from behind the mask. No doubt the arousal was evident in her voice.
“Who is this?”
“I’ll give you one guess"
Shauna could hear Jackie freeze up over the line. Jackie knew that that ghost face was calling her now. She knew she was in for a chase. Her breathing picked up.
“I don’t play games” Jackie whispered, like she was trying to wrap her mind around this but also stall enough to figure out what to do next.
“Oh really? I’ve heard you’ve been doing exactly that. Coming to crime scenes before the police, trying to detective your way to me. Now I’ve come to you. Isn’t this what you wanted, baby?” Shauna mocked.
Jackie gasped. First at the revelation that ghost face knew exactly what she’d been up to but then at the nickname Shauna had let slip up.
“I–” Jackie cut herself off trying to keep her voice under control. Was Jackie turned on?
The thought made her cock throb.
“Where are you?” she heard Jackie ask. And much like Mari, Shauna would see Jackie move to the windows in her kitchen. But before she opened the blinds, she closed the kitchen lights to be able to look outside.
Good girl, Shauna thought. This is why Jackie had always been her favorite. She would play dumb to her benefit, and even that was smart of her sometimes. But underneath it all, Jackie was a smart girl. Of course she was, Shauna didn’t spend all her time around dumb people.
“I’m everywhere,” Shauna replied.
Jackie let out a sound that almost sounded like a whimper. God, Shauna couldn’t wait for how desperate Jackie would get. How wet and whiney she would be.
“I don’t know what you want from me” Jackie whispered.
“I want to have fun. Tell me don’t you also want that? A pretty girl on a Friday night all alone, she deserves to have some fun”
“I–”
“How about a little quiz?” Shauna asked. “I think you’d like this.”
“No I–”
“Well you don’t have a choice, pretty girl, your life depends on it now.” Shauna mumbled as she walked around the trees to get a better view of Jackie who had now walked to the living room area trying to see if she could spot who was outside her house.
“Let’s start off easy” Shauna continued, not letting Jackie answer. “Do you like scary movies?”
“I– no, not really. But! But my friend Shauna she liked them” she answered desperately as if throwing in Shauna’s name would get her extra points. In all honesty, if this had been anyone else, this would have pissed Shauna off, but it wasn’t anyone else. It was Jackie. And the thought that Jackie was thinking of her even in this moment made her fuzzy all over. This is why Shauna adored the girl. This game for the most part was foreplay for Shauna, she wouldn’t hurt Jackie the way she’d done Mari. Shauna just wanted to make sure her girl was able to enjoy the ghost face as much as she did herself. Afterall, she had said she was obsessed with it.
“Okay, pretty girl, let’s hope you paid attention while your friend showed you movies. The next question had two parts, "What is your friend’s favorite movie and what is your favorite horror movie?”
“OH! I know this! I know this! Shauna she..” Jackie trails off, and Shauna can imagine her tapping her finger to her head as she is trying to recall the name, “OH! Midsommar! With Florence Pugh!”
“And yours?”
“Uh I liked I know what you did last summer, the old one.”
“Ding Ding Ding! Good girl, you have been paying attention.”
“I- uh yea” Jackie let out a sigh in relief.
“Next question, what was the name of the demon in Lights Out?”
Jackie was quiet for a few seconds, “Tick tock tick tock, time is running out”
“I- i know this FUCK! I know this. Wait, it’s– like a one direction song. Fuck!!! OH! Diane! NO! Wait Diana! It’s DIANA! Final answer” Jackie rambled on getting a bit breathless at the end of the sentence.
“Ding.. ding.. Ding. You caught yourself there. Good.” Shauna praised.
“Next question, and Jackie” Shauna lingered on her name, “Be honest. Your life depends on it.”
Shauna could hear the girl nod, and then when she realized ghost face couldn’t see her she let out a weak “yeah”
“Now, tell me, is this turning you one?” Shauna asked. Her voice deep and husky as she breathed into the phone.
“I–n–” Jackie cut herself off. The threat of ghostface lingering in the back of her mind. Shauna could hear a weak sob she let out as she cracked under the pressure and humiliation, “..yes”
“Good girl. This is why I came to visit you Jackie. I could count on you to be good. Can’t I?”
“Y-yea”
Shauna stalked quietly over to the back door of the house, a key to the house was placed deep inside her pocket. She pulled it out quietly as she asked her final question,
“Last question babe, make this one count. Are you alone?”
It was thrilling. Shauna knew the answer to this already. Of course Jackie was alone right now. But verbalizing it, she knew this would make theyounger girl’s heart race and momentarily stun her. Which was enough time for Shauna to sneak into the house.
And that is exactly what happened. As she heard Jackie stutter over the words coming to realize what was happening, Shauna had slowly turned the key into the lock and made her way inside the house.
When reality finally caught up to Jackie, she quickly hung up the phone, and Shauna could hear her running from one room to another looking for a way out of the mess she’d found herself in. Meanwhile, Shauna stalked the familiar house she’d been inside a million times like a predator stalking it’s prey through the tall grass. She was slow, her footsteps light and deliberate, and her breathing calm and quiet even though arousal was making her heart beat faster than it should have.
When Shauna rounded the corner, she admired Jackie for a few moments under the kitchen’s warm yellow lights. Her house was the definition of early 2000’s tuscany warm glow, and on normal days Shauna admired the vibe that was curated in this small house. Today her sights were set on a different beauty. The light captured Jackie’s sharp jawline, and her wide eyes perfectly. Shauna could see her throat bob up and down as she gulped in fear, and the thought of having her cock there in a few moments almost made Shauna reveal herself too early.
Jackie’s cheeks were already flushed a few tear drops marked their path down her cheeks.
Finally, when Shauna had enough she walked out from the shadows behind Jackie. She clicked her tongue three times.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Thought you’d have managed to set up a trap by now.”
Jackie whipped her head around to get a clear look at the intruder wearing the ghost face mask though no robe. Instead ghost face wore a dark black hoodie and ripped black jeans. This had not been what Jackie had been anticipating. Her pulse spiked regardless.
“Please don’t kill me” Jackie whimpered as she backed up. Her feet pedaling back slowly away from the kitchen and towards the living room.
“Silly, silly girl. That is not what’s happening today. I just want to have some fun” Shauna let out a predatory smirk, though covered by the mask she knew her voice carried the same tone.
Jackie quickly turned and tried to make a run towards the patio that was in the living room. And unfortunately for her, and fortunately for Shauna, she’d done this plenty of times to anticipate their next moves. And while Shauna did not plan on harming Jackie like she’d done with others she still knew that the human psyche reacted the same way.
Shauna’s strong muscles caught her around her waist as she hoisted her up. Jackie’s legs cartoonishly continued to try and out run Shauna even as she was lifted off into the air and tossed on the couch nearby. Shauna sauntered up to where Jackie was now leaning back on the couch looking up at ghost face through eyelashes that had tears forming already.
“One last question for you” Shauna said as she stopped in front of Jackie, standing in between her spread and bent knees on the couch. She reached down to her jeans unzipped her fly and pulled out her hot throbbing cock and asked,
“Now tell me, is this what you’ve been obsessing over?” mocked Shauna.
The bizarre absurdity of the action had left Jackie eye level with her cock, and Shauna could tell she was trying her hardest to look away yet her pretty doe eyes couldn’t help but stare. And Shauna could feel herself throb in her hand once again.
“Come a little closer” ghostface cooed, and involuntarily Jackie listened to the voice. In the back of her mind she told herself it was because her life depended on it. But the truth was, ghostface, front he movement they’d entered her house had not once threatened her with a knife. In fact, Jackie could not confirm with certainty if they even had anything on them.
Jackie’s hand reached out and replaced ghostface’s hand on their cock and gave it a few pumps. Her own hand was dry, and it was difficult to rub her hand up and down.
With teary eyes, and a weak voice she mumbled out, “my hand’s dry.”
“Hm?” Ghostface seemed to snap out of their lust filled fantasy, “Spit on your hand”
“I– my mouth is dry”
Ghostface ticked their tongue once again, and every time it was condescending. The sound made Jackie wetter involuntarily.
“Open wide.” Ghostface commanded, and Jackie did. They brought their finger to Jackie’s opened mouth and rested on her tongue. And without being prompted to, Jackie closed her mouth around the fingers and sucked eagerly.
“Tsk tsk tsk, you dumb girl. If you want to suck, you’ll suck my cock, not my fingers. Now open wide”
Heated made it’s way to Jackie’s cheeks. But she listened.
Shauna brought her fingers to the back of Jackie’s throat and fucked her through a few times to trigger her gag reflexes and make her salivate and droll all over her fingers. “Perfect, now that wasn’t too hard, was it? Spit on my cock.”
And Jackie listened, like an obedient little slut.
With her spit now coating ghostface’s cock with a thin sheer coating of her saliva, her hand flew up and down her cock easily. Ghostface groaned from behind the mask, and threw their head back with a groan,
“Fuck! Get the fuck up right now.” Shauna grabbed Jackie's arm and yanked her off the coach, then dropped to the coach, manspread her legs wide enough for Jackie to be positioned in front of her spread legs. Then she yanked her down and said,
“Down girl, get back to sucking” It was condescending. It was gross. It was like she was being treated like a bitch. And yet, the simplicity of the words had left Jackie’s panties drenched. So drenched, that kneeling in front of ghostface had left the stick mess feeling uncomfortable on her inner thighs.
Jackie, now absolutely turned on, went back to sucking cock like her life depended on it— and maybe it did.
The heavy, and thick cock rested inside her mouth as she bobbed her head up and down. Her tongue drawing patterns on the underside of the cock, her hand going below to play with their balls.
“Fuck! You little slut, keep going.” ghostface grabbed the back of Jackie’s head and started properly fucking her face. Her speed was relentless, fast, and unforgiving, Jackie couldn’t keep her saliva in her mouth anymore, the large cock now blocked her mouth from swallowing her own spit, and it started dribbling down the side of the dick.
Shauna was absolutely gone. The pressure of Jackie’s warm, and wet mouth on her cock was heavenly. And at first she had tried to let her friend set the pace, out of niceness. But then when her licks were too slow and too kitten-like, Shauna had taken it up on herself. Her hand had reached for the curly honey blonde, tangled her fingers and then pushed her friend’s head down her large cock until she could feel her nose against her untrimmed pubic hair.
“You’re meant for this, you slut” Shauna moaned, “Meant to be my little slut, always on her knees. This mask gets you off doesn’t it. After all you’d been obsessing over this, maybe with your hands down your pantines playing with your dirty cunt.”
Jackie, with her mouth full moaned and nodded. A muffled please sent vibrations around Shauna’s throbbing cock.
Shauna was getting closer to cumming, and this is not how she imagined for the night to end. No, she wanted another place. Another hole, that would be much warmer, and tighter. She wanted to breed Jackie in this fucking mask. Leave her hole stuffed and wanting more, and the next time Jackie saw her on the news her cunt would leak at the thought of the night they’d spent together.
Shauna finally let her head go, and Jackie pulled back with a cough and wet mouth. Spit now clung around her lips and a thin line of saliva connected her lips to Shauna’s dick even as she pulled away. The mascara she’d been wearing that day had now been smudged and ran down her eyes.
It was a debauched sight. And yet Shauna wanted more.
Shauna reached down and pulled Jackie onto her lap, the girl's legs rested on either side of her lap as she tried to keep her weight off of Shauna.
Dumb girl, Shauna thought. Even with everything they’ve done so far, leave it to Jackie to feel self conscious at this moment.
With a quick tug Shauna forced Jackie to sit on her lap with her full weight. The weight of Jackie, and her covered wet panty cunt now pressed down on Shauna’s exposed cock. The contact made both of them moan.
“You want me cock?” Shauna asked mockingly. She could feel Jackie’s answer, yet she wanted in her words.
“I- yes” she whispered.
“Tsk. You’ll have to do much better than that you slut. Do you think I go around offering my cock to unworthy little sluts?”
“N-no” Jackie whimpered.
“So ask me properly.”
“Can you please f-fuck me?”
“I think you can do better than Jacqueline. Unless you want me to leave you here, alone and soaking on your couch?”
“N-no. Please, please fuck me. Please Sha- ghostface” Jackie moaned.
Shauna smirked. “And what are you?”
“I–”
“Come one Jackie, you’ve gotten so far. Accept your fate” Shauna said as she lifted Jackie’s shirt and bra over Jackie’s head leaving her perky breasts exposed to the cold air. Her own fingers tracing the hardening nipples and she squeeze lightly and then pitched hard and twisted her nipples.
Jackie let out a moan, “Pleaseplease please please fuck me. I’m a s-slut. I’m a little slut. I’m your slut”
And that made Shauna’s hips involuntarily thrust up into Jackie’s clothed pussy.
Shauna yanked Jackie’s panties to the side, hard enough for the thin lace to snap leaving her cunt exposed.
“So fucking wet.. All for me?”
“Y-yes all for you. All of it”
Shauna thumbed Jackie’s cunt, collecting her arousal on her thumb and bringing it up to Jackie’s face to show her.
“Taste yourself.” Shauna said as she pushed her arousal soaked thumb into Jackie’s mouth. And Jackie, her perfect little slut, took the thumb in her mouth and swirled the thumb around in her mouth moaning at tasting herself.
If Shauna could rip her mask off right now and taste Jackie on Jackie’s tongue she would, But the fun of tonight was not that. It was the pretense of fuckign her friend under this disguise.
“Look at you soaking my jeans with your leaking cunt. Do you think you’ll be able to fit me in your tight little cunt?”
Jackie was close to tears at this point, her own desire had barely been met. She’d been turned on since she knew who was on the phone, and right now ghostface wouldn’t stop teasing her.
“Please, please make it fight”
Those words were all Shauna needed, she continued to thumb her clit back and forth gathering as much of her slick on her fingers as she rubbed her own cock. Then as Jackie was about to complain Shauna picked up Jackie alight her cunt with her cock and then dropped her on her cock.
Jackie let out a gasp and such tears sprang through her eyes. Her head came forward to rest against Shauna’s shoulder.
“Aw baby,” Shauna cooed, “That was a big stretch wasn’t it?”
Jackie could not form words. The pleasure of being filled to thoroughly was heavenly but it didn’t come without the discomfort of being stretched so abruptly.
“Isn’t this what you wanted? My big cock in your tight little pussy?”
Jackie just whimpered, already cock drunk as she nodded against Shauna’s covered shoulder and neck.
And while Shauna was kind enough to let her get used to the size for a few minutes, her patience was now gone. She knew it would be forever before Jackie willingly bounced on her cock, and so she took it into her hands.
She pulled Jackie closer to her chest, as one wrapped around her head tucking her head into her neck and that other hand around her waist. She then scooted lower just to get better leverage and then started pistoning her hips up into Jackie.
Her cock pushing in and out of Jackie quick and fast. And the lewd moans Jackie was letting out into Shauna’s ear was enough for Shauna to cum instantly. Jackie’s back arched, her bare tits now pressed against Shauna’s clothed upper half. The rubbing of fabric against her exposed nipple felt so good.
“Are you going to cum already little slut?” Shauna mocked. Jackie’s walls seemed to tighten on their own, like they were trying to milk Shauna of her cum and she came with a loud gasp and her entire body tightened.
“Fuck Jax, you feel so fucking good” Shauan moaned as the aftershocked of the orgasm Jackie felt continued tighten around Shauna’s cock. And Shauna cunt drunk, kept fucking into Jackie, not letting the girl rest.
“Please- please I’m too sensitive”
“Tsk, you selfish little cunt. I haven’t even cum yet, now have I? Your cunt is mine to own. Don’t think just because I let you cum, that you. Call. The. Shots.” Shauna said as she reposition Jackie just sliighlty as the girl had now gone boneless. The new position allowed for Shauna to push her cock even deeper, she could feel a soft pressure against the tip of her dick every time she shoved it inside,
“Fuck! Do you feel that? That’s your fucking cervix Jax, that’s where I’m going to cum. Right where you didn’t know you needed it.” Shauna started grunting heavily, her breathing uneven and her strokes were more aggressive and out of sync as if she was close to cumming herself.
“Fuck Fuck fuck, I’m going to knock you up. You’ll like that won’t you, pretty girl?”
“Fuck- please. Please Shauna give it to me”
And that was enough for Jackie to be pushed into her second orgasm and her walls once again tightening up, Shauna spilled her thick and heavy cum deep inside Jackie. The amount of cum that had built up inside of her, waiting to be spilled, now disposed itself where it was meant to be. Shauna continued to fuck her cum up into Jackie’s cervix as if she was making sure she ended up pregnant by tomorrow. And when her cock was soft, she finally leaned forward to rest her head against the exhausted Jackie in her lap.
“Jackie, fuck, how was that?” Shauna asked.
“So good babe, though I think I’ll be walking bow legged tomorrow” Jackie whined as she mumbled her words into Shauna’s shoulder she’d found herself resting her head on. “Can you take your mask off now baby?”
Shauna ripped it off and dropped it on the couch next to them. Jackie instantly took the moment to leave a hot, wet kiss on Shauna. Moaning at the contact at finally tasting the older girl below her.
After a moment Jackie finally asked, “No one saw you come right?”
“No baby, I promise I was careful”
“Mkay, just want to make sure Misty doesn’t get too close to figuring you out”
“She won’t, as long as she had you around ‘helping’ her.” Shauna smirked and nipped a bite at Jackie’s jaw.
When tomorrow comes, Ghostface will strike again somewhere in town. She will walk into the house, make a point, and leave. And when she returns home, she will be greeted by Jackie’s warm embrace.
And then the following morning Jackie and Misty will arrive at the scene– Misty will try her best to solve the case while Jackie hides crucial evidence.
All while Shauna will pretend to be above this whole drama, and above the hype that is— Ghostface.