In two sizzling shorts, you will go on a journey of what can happen when you either trust or scoff at the paranormal. In the first story, a couple discovers believing in superstitions not only can save someone they love but can also bring a relationship full circle. Chloe's mother is in bad health, and she will do anything to save her...including an old ritual her close friend, Nick has trouble believing can do anything to help. Despite his misgivings, he accompanies Chloe to a spooky church yard in the dead of night and discovers things really do go bump in the night. Not only does he find out a shocking truth, but he realizes just how short life really is. In the second story, a young lady learns it's not a good idea to scoff at an old lady when she warns you of a possible danger. Sara laughs at the old lady's warning as she saunters through the carnival, but once she arrives home, she gets a visit from something not of this world. Sara's experience teachers her it's always a good idea to listen to your elders.
Warnings: This title contains graphic language and sex and some elements of erotic horror.
Word Count: 5,019
Chloe took his hand. "Come on Nick. Let's go wait in the car. At least in there, we will have a heater. We can get our clothes back after they are all gone. There's no point in staying out here now. We don't have any clothes left to throw." She hoped if she could get him away from the line of apparitions what they had just seen would fade some from his mind... and hers.
"I don't think I want them back. Seriously Chloe, I don't think I can put them back on. Not after they sailed right through my family." Nick shuddered.
"Ok, but you at least have to get your wallet back. You didn't take it out of your pants before you threw them."
"Good point. Good thing I left the keys in the car."
They settled into the car, huddled together on the bench seat as the warm air poured from the vents. "They looked so... damaged," Nick said, his voice quivering with emotion.
"Try not to think about. After all, you know right now they are home, safe and alive. You said yourself this might not mean anything."
"I know, but I can't think about anything else. The image of them keeps popping into my head."
Chloe was struck with sudden inspiration. She flicked the switch that turned on the inside lights of the car. "Look at me Nick."
Nick turned and met her eyes.
"No, I mean look at me, all of me."
"Chloe, what are you up to?"
"Just do it." To get her point across, Chloe scooted over to the passenger side and leaned her back against the door, stretching her body out on the seat. She kept one leg pushed tightly against the back of the seat while letting the other hang over, giving Nick a good view of her shaved pussy. Nick's eyes swept over her body, and by the hardening of his cock, she could tell he was having the reaction she was hoping for.
As his eyes swept back up her body, they met with hers and she grinned impishly. "I know what will get your mind onto something else."
"You don't have to do this Chloe."
"Yes I do. You're my best friend, and I love you. I can't stand to see you hurting like this. I will do anything, and I mean anything, to get your mind off what we just saw."
"This could change everything."
"It could, or it could change nothing. Well, ok, it's going to change things regardless, but it doesn't mean it's going to be a bad thing. Now we'll just be friends with benefits."
"Or something more."
A thrill shot through Chloe's body at Nick's words and the underlying meaning. "More?"
"We'll talk about it later." Nick grinned and then moved across the seat, stretching his body on top of hers. His lips brushed across her forehead. "I've dreamed about this for years, but I didn't picture it happening like this. I want to make love to you Chloe but not in a car."
He gasped as he felt her fingers close over the stiff heat of his cock. "Your body says otherwise."
Laughing, he said, "My cock has a mind of its own. It sees a beautiful naked woman and it gets hard. Nothing I can do about that."