Date: Fri, 29 Jun 2012 02:25:25 +0200
From: Rachael Babyface King <rachaelbf@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Lizzie's Paranormal Discovery - Chapter 7

This next chapter is quite dark and there is less sex but please run with
it because there are still some explosive scenes.  I REALLY welcome
comments on this chapter, more so than before.

Enjoy

Chapter 7

On the flight back to our holiday, my mind was at ease and a smile was
stuck to my face.  Pip and I had a few drinks on the plane and all seemed
good with the world.  I had actually saved a life!  On the face of it, and
up to this point, I just felt proud that I had saved my dear Auntie and
given her the chance to live a full life.  All this changed with a comment
from Pip.  She didn't mean any harm by it, but it made me start to think
differently.

`You have the powers of God Lizzie'

`What do you mean?' , I asked

`Well who else has the power to change history and give life to the dying?'

I went silent, pondering her words.  Had I pushed things too far?  Did I
have the right to cheat death or help others to do so?  I already worked
out that I could keep myself this age forever.  I didn't get sick anymore.
If I cut myself, I could just transport my body back 2 minutes and the cut
was gone.  As long as I don't get blown to pieces or get my head cut off, I
think I could beat anything, but did I have the RIGHT to pass that on to
others.  I turned to Pip, `Would you want me to keep you alive forever if
that's what is going to happen to me?'

`You really need to ask?', Pip asked as she rubbed my leg and leaned in to
peck me on the cheek

I knew at some point soon I would need to discuss with Pip about where she
thought we were.  I mean, were we partners, lovers or just casual fuck
buddies?  It was going to be a hard conversation because I didn't know the
answer to that myself.  I couldn't deny that the sex was phenomenal,
whatever form she or I had.  I did know I wanted more, but did she or I
want a relationship?

My mind now bore the heavy thoughts of my responsibilities and how I should
use my ability.  This was about to get much much harder.

We got off the plane and walked through customs.  As we entered the
arrivals hall, there seemed to be an explosion of flashes from about 40
cameras.  I immediately looked round to see which celebrity had just
entered the hall with us.  I couldn't see anybody and then I heard a whole
bunch of voices calling out my name.  I looked with horror over to the
flashing cameras to see guys with microphones and even TV cameras pointing
directly at me.  I felt sick.  What the hell had happened while we were
flying?

As it happened, somebody at the hospital had been taking care of my Auntie
Tray and had been tending to all of her final needs and saw the visit of
her niece as a catalyst in what could only be described as a miracle.  The
newspapers always pick up on this sort of shit and it had gone mental.
There were reporters from 6 or 7 countries all clambering to speak to me.
I swallowed the rising vomit feeling and walked towards the reporters
looking somewhat bemused.  Pip offered to do the `no comment' line but I
said that if we do that, they will hound us forever.

As I approached, I signed for the reporters to quieten down behind their
barrier and asked one female journalist what was going on.  She gave me a
brief breakdown of the story as they had it and I gave a confident smile
and told the group that I would give them a statement.

As they calmed down I spoke slowly, shakily but tried to seem as confident
as I could.

`As you guys can imagine, I didn't expect this as we came back to continue
our holiday.  I received a call a few days ago that my Auntie Tracey was
critically ill and I made the journey back to the UK.  Shortly after my
return, she made a remarkable recovery and is now, hopefully on the mend.
I agree that this is quite amazing but I am not a great believer in
`miracles' as you are all claiming.  I believe it is a testimony to the
wonderful staff at the hospital.  Myself and my family thank them from the
bottom of our hearts.  Thank you all for coming here, but now I would like
to return to my holiday'

I began to walk away but one surly looking guy with a microphone asked,
`But how do you explain her scars vanishing?'

I had anticipated this question, `I have no idea how that is even possible,
but if that is the case, surely that would be better directed at the
medical staff.  All we care about is that my Auntie is alive!  Thank you'

We began walking to the exit and the whole throng of media seemed to move
as one to cut us off.  I began to panic as if we were under siege when
suddenly, the local police force stepped in to stop all of them and we were
guided to a large black car waiting in the restricted area.  I was
surprised that the police had gone to this trouble and we eagerly got into
the waiting rescue car.  As soon as the door closed, the engine roared and
we left the airport.  A quick check behind us saw that no vehicles were
following us.

We sat back in the leather seats and looked forward at the driver and a guy
sat next to him.  The front seat passenger turned around and in an American
drawl said, `OK Elizabeth and Michelle, where are we taking you?'

I saw Pip squirm at the use of her real name and I was instantly suspicious
of an American saving us in the Canary Islands.  Pip started to give the
address and I butted in with the name of a village a few miles from where
we were actually going as we wanted to eat first.

The guy's eyes gave away that he wasn't happy at my answer but he smiled a
false smile and turned back to face the front.  I felt wary and Pip saw my
concern but knew when not to say anything and we continued a bit of small
talk and our surprise at such a ridiculous reception.

A few more minutes into the journey, our host turned back and handed me a
business card.  As I took the card from him, I deliberately touched his
hand, just long enough to `steal' his DNA and I managed to stifle a gasp as
I saw into his mind.  I summoned up every ounce of acting abilities to act
normally as I read his business card.

RICK MAINE ASSOCIATED SECURITY SERVICES 001 798 876 987

`If either you or Michelle need anything or if you have any suspicious
people around your home, just call me, we will never be too far away.
Myself and Charles are here to serve you ladies'

With that comment, Charles the driver turned and smiled a perfect smile, a
perfectly evil smile.

I didn't like the last bit of his statement, but with my new discovery
after looking into the mind of Rick Maine, I knew immediately that this was
not a good rescue.  We were in deep shit!

Pip, blissfully unaware of my new knowledge, picked up on the `Michelle'
comment and chimed in angrily, `You can help me by cutting out the Michelle
crap, it's Pip!'

Half smiling at Pip's anger, I continued as calmly as I could, `Who
employed you to look after us?'

`Friends who wish to look out for you Ma'am'

I shouted, `That tells me jack shit mate, answer the question!'

`Ma'am, you have no need to use such a tone, I am merely an employee who
has been asked to look after you', his voice still calm and collected.  His
lies and refusal to tell me the truth had me shaking with fear and rage.

Over the next few miles, very little was said and I took the time to study
our `rescuers'.  Despite the heat, both guys were wearing suits but in the
air conditioned car, neither showed any signs of sweat despite the heat
outside.

Rick looked like he lived here with his olive coloured skin, short cropped
jet black hair and very handsome Spanish features.  A suit hides a lot of
things but from the rear, both of these guys looked very wide and very
powerful.  Charles had very opposite features.  He was a handsome looking
guy (despite my anger he looked quite hot) but his skin was very pale as if
he had just arrived here and his natural blond hair was styled in a very
formal `accountants' cut.  To get a true picture of both of these guys, I
knew that I needed to make physical contact with Charles too but that
wasn't possible right now.

We were approaching the village I had asked for and as the car pulled up
outside a large fish restaurant, I quickly got out of the car and made my
way to the boot to retrieve our luggage.  Pip could see concern creeping
over my face and when Rick asked if he should wait for us and then take us
home, she knew my stern reply of, `No thank you' was somewhat out of
character.  She wisely said nothing as we walked to the restaurant and took
our seats.

As we were sitting down, I saw the car drive away and I grabbed Pip's arm
and dragged her from the chair, `Let's go!'

I could feel the fear and confusion as I pulled her to the door and set off
as fast as possible, dragging our small cases over the cobbles so I decided
to explain my discovery, `Rick Maine is not some security consultant or
whatever the fuck it says on his card, it is way worse than that and we
need to get away from here while we think about it'

`What do you mean Lizzie?  Who is he then?'

I stopped running and felt tears welling up in my eyes and as I spoke, I
fought to keep my voice as calm as possible but the churning in my stomach
and complete terror running through my veins was clear in my trembling
words, `He is with the CIA!'

Pip's jaw dropped and she couldn't get anything more than an incoherent
babble past her lips as she tried to take in this information.  She merely
nodded when I suggested that we make our way to a hotel to figure out our
next move.

We found a small private hotel in a side street and a more than generous
tip meant that we booked in without the need for our ID.  I had seen enough
movies to work that one out.  We calmed ourselves down, had a light meal to
try and settle our churning, nervous bellies and began to formulate a plan.

The only logical solution was to try and develop one of my skills to a new
level, but anything we did had to be fast.  We could only arouse suspicion
by not returning to our villa pretty quickly, so after a shower and a few
strong drinks, we set to work.

We experimented with mixed results deep into the night and eventually
agreed that alcohol was probably making things more difficult so at around
4am, we lay down for a fitful night's sleep.

At around 10am, Pip woke me with a strong coffee and a chocolate croissant
from the café downstairs and we ate in silence.  I then took Pip's hand
and concentrated hard and fast.  My contact was less than 2 seconds.  As I
let go of her hand I said, `Hey, how about you nip downstairs and get us
both some coffee and chocolate croissants?'

Pip replied, `Awesome idea, back in a minute!' and she left the room.

I smiled.  We were ready!

As Pip returned to the room with the second lot of coffee and croissants, I
was sat on the bed with the empty packaging from the first lot in front of
me.  Her face was filled with confusion until she realised what I had done.
We both began to laugh as she was completely oblivious to my actions and
our confidence began to grow.  We did a few more experiments throughout the
morning where I implanted suggestions into her mind without her knowing and
all from the lightest of touches.  By early afternoon, we were ready to go
back to our villa.

As the taxi arrived outside, we saw Rick standing next to the limousine
near to the house.  We approached him calmly and gave him a friendly
greeting, apologising for our abruptness yesterday, putting it down to
exhaustion.  This also explained our not returning yesterday.  My handshake
and a little mind manipulation made this perfectly acceptable to Rick.

We invited him and Charles in for a drink, believing we were the ones in
control.  We walked in the front door, I turned on the lights and went to
the kitchen.  As I took the glasses from the cupboard, I hit the `on
switch' for the several recording devices I had put in around the room on
our previous visit.  It was more of a surprise thing for Pip so I could
record any fun we had during our stay but now I thought it may be useful
later.

As I walked back into the living room, my eyes were drawn to Pip who was
sprawled in the armchair and no sooner had I saw her and realised something
was wrong, I felt a damp spray hit my face and everything went dark.

As I came around, my senses and realisation came in slow motion.  I felt
pain in my wrists and my ankles and as I began to focus I became aware of
more.  Firstly, I was tied to the bed, my arms stretched above my head and
my legs pulled wide open.  Second, I was naked and thirdly, my pussy was
very sore.

I felt a hand pressed hard against one of mine and was then aware of the
bed bouncing, heavy breathing, grunting and sobbing noises right next to
me.  I struggled to lift my groggy head and looked to my left where I saw a
sight that made me feel sick.  Rick was naked and on top of a tied and
crying Pip, his arse lifting high and then ramming his enormously thick
cock deep inside her.  It looked like a long, fleshy Coca Cola can ramming
into her pussy and I was horrified at the sight of such a monster cock on
such an angry man.  I stayed silent but felt the anger rising inside me,
guessing that he had been the one responsible for doing this to me as well
as I was unconscious.  What the fuck was this new `policy' of the CIA?

My head was still foggy but as my hand was touching Pips so I fought
through the confused state of my own mind and took on Pips feelings of pain
as Rick continued his violent assault on her tiny frame.  I could feel his
weight pounding down on her and the total lack of pleasure due to the fear
she was feeling.  I pushed deeper and deeper into her sensations and
finally, I started to feel Rick's animal thoughts.  I felt anger, lust and
his excitement at being so dominant over these two young girls.  I wanted
to kill him there and then but instead, I focused hard on one single word.
The word was `Sleep'.

At first I thought it wasn't going to work but after a few seconds, he
groaned and collapsed on top of Pip and she went silent.  I panicked
thinking that his weight had killed her but soon realised that my command
to sleep had hit them both.  I had to think fast.  Yes, I had stopped him
fucking my best friend but now they were both out cold and I was stuck fast
next to them.

I began to panic again.  My mind was still not fully clear but fear was
certainly helping me to focus.  I listened intently for any signs of
movement in the villa.  I could not see or hear Charles so I knew I had to
act fast.  I closed my eyes and concentrated on turning back my own clock.
My hands were bound tightly so I knew I had to make them, and my feet,
smaller if I was to break free of my restraints.

I felt my skin start to contract but almost instantly I felt the ropes
become even tighter as my frame shrunk.  I felt an involuntary moan of pain
come from my lips as I tried to push on with my escape plan.  Agony filled
every stretching joint and tears filled my eyes until eventually my wrists
came free.

I quickly sat up and untied my feet and as I did, I looked down at my body
and realised I had took myself back about three years.  My little skinny
body with tiny bumps of breasts took my mind back to a better time for the
briefest of moments but I then concentrated on pulling off the ropes which
were binding me.

My first thought was `fixing' Rick.  I could not allow them to realise my
mind control abilities so I grabbed the heavy lamp from the side of the bed
and swung it hard against the back of his head.  I smiled knowing that it
was going to be sore when he woke up.  I dragged his body off Pip and as I
was about to wake her I heard a footstep behind me.  I spun round and
Charles was stood grinning at me.

`What kind of freak are you?', he asked incredulously, `a shape shifter?'

I stood silently, never having given my ability a name as such I didn't
know what to say, I just stood there, terrified.  This guy who now seemed
even bigger to me as I stood there in the form of a very naked twelve year
old girl.

I decided that my only chance was to attack.  If I could make contact, I
could possibly render him unconscious like I had to Rick.  I leapt at him
but as I did, I saw the aerosol in his hand and I felt a mist hit my face,
then darkness.

I awoke with a searing pain in my cheek and as I opened my eyes, I saw
Rick's hand swing in again knocking my head to the side as sparks of agony
ripped through my face again.

`Wake up you little fucking freak, you are gonna tell us everything we need
to know!'

Looking back now I can see clearer what was happening, the drugs they used
to knock us out had messed with my brain and even though my mind knew
things weren't right, at that very moment, I was just a twelve year old
girl, sat in a room, naked and terrified.  I was sobbing uncontrollably
trying to tell Rick that I had no idea what he was talking about and this
just made him even angrier and he called Charles in to have a go at
interrogating me.

As Charles entered the room, he didn't begin softly.  He delivered a heavy
punch to my stomach and I flew back into the wall and fell to the floor.  I
was desperately trying to figure out what was going on but all of my
thoughts were my own 12 year old thoughts and I was completely confused,
disorientated, terrified and what happened next made me scream.

Charles began to take down his trousers and boxers and his hard cock came
into view.  At 12 I wasn't naïve and I pulled my legs up to my chest and
begged him to leave me alone.  Rick grabbed me by the arm and effortlessly
threw me face first onto the bed with my knees banging hard onto the marble
floor of the bedroom and pressed hard on my back to hold me down as Charles
pulled my legs apart from behind.  I felt multiple hands groping at my tiny
bottom and then I screamed as I felt fingers start to probe inside my tiny
virgin pussy.  I felt and heard both of them spitting on my most private
area and then the invading fingers were using the saliva to work their way
deeper inside me, I was in complete panic and when the horrific pain of the
fingers ripping open my hymen hit me, I blacked out.

Pain again brought me around.  It was the pain of my whole pussy being
ripped open and of being rammed into the bed.  I spun my head around and
saw the sweaty body of Charles ramming himself deep inside me.  I couldn't
see his cock but it felt like my whole lower body was on fire.  I screamed
at him, begging him to stop but he just laughed and rammed it home harder
and called to Rick to help him keep me quiet.

I felt Rick's large hand grab a handful of my hair and he spun my head
around and I was face to face with his enormous prick.  With hindsight, it
was only about 6 inches long but as I said before, it was the thickness of
a soda can which is bad for a knowledgeable 15 yr old but to an innocent 12
yr old, it was horrific.  I screamed again and Rick did what any rapist
would do to a screaming victim.  He pushed his monster tool hard into my
mouth to shut me up.

I flailed around, unable to breathe properly as he began to fuck my mouth
aggressively.  My teeth caught the enormous head and I felt his anger as he
punched the side of my head hard.  I forced myself to calm down a little
and began to breathe heavily through my nose and my tiny body was being
pushed and pulled in all directions, my mind still completely oblivious to
my ability to be able to stop this onslaught.

Although it felt like a lifetime, in a few short minutes I felt Charles
tense up behind me and I sense a hot stream filling my insides.  My
innocent mind thought he was weeing inside of me and I felt sick but in
mere seconds later, holding the back of my head tightly on his meat, Rick
unloaded his hot sperm into my mouth.  I choked violently as his cum shot
out of my nose and I swallowed quickly as I was unable to breathe as he
emptied his balls into my deflowered mouth.

They both climbed off me and I lay motionless, face on the bed, knees on
the floor, cum dripping down my face and my legs, sobbing.

A few minutes later, as my heart rate came down and I saw Pip on the next
bed, a 15 yr old Pip, my memories started to flood back to me.  I lay as
calmly as I could and realised that I needed to test if I was able to `work
my magic' still and unseen to my captors, I made my breasts grow a little
and then shrink back to my 12 yr old size.  Now it was a matter of waiting
for the right time!

It had been quite obvious that these freaks obviously took pleasure from
fucking a 12 yr old so I waited for them to try me again.  I just hoped
that they didn't try and abuse Pip again before they came back to me.  I
was lucky but I had to wait nearly two hours before their hormones peaked
again and I heard them walking to me discussing how they were going to
`swap ends'.

This time, Rick positioned himself behind me and even though I begged him
not to, he rammed his ridiculously fat cock deep inside me as he slapped my
face telling me to be thankful he hadn't shoved it up my arse hole.  To
label his point, he forced a finger up that hole which only added to my
agony.

I knew I had to be touching both of the guys at once to be able to do
anything but Charles just watched as Rick was committing his frenzied
assault on my preteen body.

Finally, after an age, Charles knelt on the bed, grabbed my head and rammed
his cock deep in my mouth.  His cock was much thinner and his thrust hit
the back of my throat and made me gag but he didn't care and just began
fucking my throat even harder.

Through the pain, I finally managed to focus and I could feel all of their
vile, sadistic emotions and fearful of passing out with the pain, I sent my
command, `sleep!'

It didn't work!  I was fighting the massive amounts of adrenalin they had
and if anything they seemed to pound me even harder and I was fighting a
losing battle with consciousness myself so I tried again with every ounce
of my being and just as I felt I was going to die from the pain, the
rocking and the sheer fear, I suddenly felt them both slow down and Rick
say,'Oh fuck, what is going on?  This bitch is ...'

They both collapsed forward into each other and I heard the crack of their
skulls colliding.  Their weigh on me was enormous and I slowly squeezed
myself out from under them and pulled myself off Rick's tool which was
still impaling me.

I stood up in agony and immediately returned to my own body, grateful that
the pain vanished as 12 yr old Lizzie disappeared.  The mental torment and
the anguish that the 12 yr old me was still there and it took every single
bit of my willpower (or wontpower) to stop myself from going to the
kitchen, getting a knife and cutting the balls off these two animals.

I quickly went to Pip's battered body lay on the bed, she was barely
conscious but I took her hand and applied all of my skills to her and
watched as the bruises, cuts and marks vanished.  I took my hands from her
and she slowly opened her eyes.  A cautious smile spread across her lips
and she asked, `Is it over?'

I leant in and kissed her softly, `Nearly, but we have to move quickly'

We hugged for a few moments and then we began our mission.  My first action
was to call Auntie Tray, telling her to get to the villa immediately.  I
didn't go into details but she could tell from my tone that it was serious.
I told her to use an airport far from home and use someone else's credit
card to book the flight.  She said she would text me the details as soon as
possible.

We found handcuffs in the jackets of our rapists so we lay them on the
floor, back to back and cuffed them together as I didn't know how long my
`spell' would keep them asleep.  While they were out cold, I entered their
perverse, evil minds like I had never done before.  If I was going to cure
this problem with new thoughts for them, I had to be 101% certain that this
was the end of it and no stone was left unturned.  I had opened a can of
worms by treating Auntie Tray and these two bastards had seen me transform
into a different shape.  This had to end now.

Understandably, Pip was as upset as me and wanted to cause physical
violence upon the two prone men in our bedroom and it took all of my
persuasion to convince her that this would not help us.  I could have
implanted this correction into Pip's head but I wanted her to be fully with
me.  Just as I convinced her, (with a few concessions of her own), my phone
bleeped with a message from Tray, she would be here in less than four
hours.

Two hours later we heard movement in the other room and we both went in to
see our tormentors waking up.  Naturally they were angry as hell when they
realised the tables had turned with Rick being the most vocal is his
demands to be released.  As per our agreed conditions, Pip walked straight
up to the yelling Rick and delivered a swift, hard and severe kick to his
naked balls as she told him to, `Shut the fuck up'

His sudden yelp and subsequent groans seemed to keep Charles pretty quiet.
Even Rick was quick to lower his protests, realising that they no longer
held the aces.  I decided to tell them calmly what the situation was and
how this was going to end.

 `Rick, and Charles, you need to listen to me very carefully as your lives
are about to change significantly and there is nothing you can do about it.
I know about the phone call you received from the nurses with regards to my
Aunt and I know that you are both fringe members of the CIA and are
desperately looking for a way back in, however, you have no idea who I am
and what I am capable of!'

Rick began to protest again but soon stopped as Pip took a step forward.  I
continued, `We could easily kill you now (a lie but he didn't know that) or
the videos of you raping two fifteen year olds and a twelve year old could
destroy you forever but that still leaves my situation open.  So, I have
decided that I am going to reprogram your brains!'

Both men looked horrified but stayed silent.  As I continued, Pip left the
room.

`You won't be aware that I have done it, but you will believe that you have
been sent on a wild goose chase and you will go away.  If EVER you remember
this and decide to do anything about it, you will regret it.  I will be
keeping those videos.  Now, I can see the concern in your faces but I have
no pity on you.  Be grateful I am letting you live but for the next 24
hours you are going to suffer pain and humiliation like you gave to us.
Pip will be in charge of that.  It is just a shame that you won't remember
it'

As I finished, Pip walked back into the room in a dressing gown.  I briefly
put the men back to sleep as we repositioned them.  Both were put in the
same prone position that they had put the 12 yr old Lizzie, arses bared to
the world.  I woke them up again and made sure they could both see Pip as I
performed a transformation on her.  They saw her change from her own petite
form into the form of Rick.  They were both mortified as she removed the
dressing gown and revealed her monstrously thick cock and began to laugh.
Both men knew exactly the fate they were about to endure and I left the
room as the real Rick felt his perfect twin begin to rape his arse.  The
pain sounded extraordinary and the screams of both men ran through the
house for the next two hours.  When Pip finally left the room, she smiled
with Rick's face and said, `NOW I feel better!  Please remove me from this
body now babe'

I complied and we waited for Auntie Tray to arrive.

When she arrived, we heard the tyres of her hire car skidding to a halt
outside the villa.  We rushed to the door and it was a pretty tearful
reunion.  It took over an hour to bring Tray up to date with my abilities
and what had happened here.  Tray was also of the mind of killing these
bastards but reluctantly agreed to cooperate.  My first job was not a nice
one.  I had to replace the scars of surgery on Tray's body.  I promised I
would remove them at some point in the future but this was going to be one
of the `real' things that we were going to show the CIA.  We then sent Tray
away to her hotel.

Next, we went to the men who were now rightly nervous of us and rather than
entering dialogue, I turned them, temporarily, into, for want of a better
term, zombies.  They were conscious and did whatever I asked of them.  I
made them shower, shave and dress.  Then I sat them down and pre-programmed
all memories which I wanted them to have.  I filled in the gaps of the
previous two days right down to the finest details of dining and
sight-seeing.  Then I sent them back to their hotel where my control would
cease.  Then, we had to wait until the next day to see if our plan had
worked.

Still nervous, we barely ate that evening and we decided to share a bed as
we both needed someone to hold us.  As we snuggled together, for the first
time in a couple of days, I truly felt safe, even though I was still
nervous, I think we both knew how we were looking out for each other and I
think we both felt how our love for each other was growing into more than
just best friends love, but true love.

The next morning, we both woke refreshed and we made bacon and scrambled
eggs.  We both knew that we had two hours before our CIA bastards would
arrive.  We showered and dressed as casually as any other teens on holiday
would dress.  We sat in our deck chairs on the patio and bang on 12 noon,
Rick and Charles arrived.

We greeted them in as cool a manner as we had left them on the first day of
meeting and they responded as pleasantly as I had programmed.  I was sure
to shake Rick's hand just to be sure that there were no surprises and I
nodded to Pip as we settled back to rewrite their memories and opinions.

As we brought drinks out the men, Tray arrived right on cue and greeted us
as if she had been in Tenerife for longer than she truly had.  We exchanged
pleasantries I introduced her as the Aunt that the press were so interested
in.  Rick then began his `script' that I had programmed into him.  I only
gave him the opening lines as I wanted his memory to be as much his idea as
possible.

`Elizabeth and Miche........ er ....... Pip, I must confess, we are not
security personnel, we are actually CIA agents who were tipped off to some
bizarre circumstances surrounding Elizabeth and her Aunt.  It is our job to
investigate such events but to be honest, it all seems a little farfetched.
We thought it was better to discuss this with you directly.'

I pretended to be annoyed at these accusations which had flooded the press
and virtually demanded that he ask as much as he liked and then to be sure
to correct things with the press.  He readily agreed that it was unfair
that a nice family like mine should not be harassed through the press.  I
asked him what his major concern was and he said it was the story of the
`missing scars'.  We all laughed and Tray stood up and removed her T-shirt
to show Rick and Charlie.  They both gasped as they saw the still angry
scars criss-crossing her stomach and Tray further compounded it with a
broken voice asking, `Don't you think I would LOVE for these to disappear?'

Both men apologised and ran through a whole series of questions until I
casually touched Rick's hand and he instantly declared to Charles, `I can
see we have wasted enough of these ladies' holiday and this was merely a
malicious hoax.  Trust me ladies, we will deal with the press, this matter
is over.  Please accept our apologies'

We all shook hands and I was satisfied that this was truly over, at least
for now.

We watched them drive away in the car but the expected relief was not
really there.  Our memories of the last few days would surely stay with us
for life.  I could remove the memories but I decided not to as it would
teach us to be much more careful in the future.  We had all realised that
this ability really did have the ability to destroy us and I had to treat
it and the consequences with much more respect.

We decided that the three of us needed a good boost so we went out for a
delicious steak dinner, washed down with way too much wine.  By the time we
returned to the villa, we were all quite merry and I started to ask Tray
about the birthday party and the two lovers she brought to our house.  I
already knew the story but Pip listened intently as Tray replayed the whole
scenes for us.  I was quite surprised at how detailed she was with the love
making scenes and I could see from Pip's face that she was becoming really
quite horny.  Similarly, I could see the dreamy look coming onto Trays face
so I decided to be naughty.  I made sure my foot was in contact with both
girls and I implanted the suggestion of a dip in the Jacuzzi.  When I
mentioned it out loud, it became a race to get in.  The funny thing was
that I hadn't suggested a naked dip but Pip and Tray both stripped
completely before they climbed in.  Who was I to argue?

Tray sat in the middle with me and Pip on either side.  We were laughing,
joking and drinking with the occasional attack of tickles from all parties.
As the tickling got more frenzied, I ended up sat on Tray's lap and I
looked into her eyes.  I suddenly felt a whole waft of emotion coming from
her and it wasn't just an Auntie's love, it was so much more. I didn't
hesitate, I kissed her deeply and she immediately returned the kiss.  Pip
watched in awe and when I saw her shocked face, I pulled her to us and the
three of us began to kiss each other with the same passion.  Under the
water, hands began to roam freely and I relished the caresses from both
girls as much as I loved caressing my Aunt's wonderfully trim body.  Her
size was almost identical to mine but her nipples were larger and were as
solid as bullets.

I soon reached lower to Tray's perfectly smooth pussy and a deep groan came
from her lips as I skilfully stroked her clit as she kissed and caressed
Pip.  I rubbed faster and harder until her breathing became more frantic
and then I took a deep breath and disappeared below the water and buried my
face into her pussy.  Almost instantly I felt the tremors through her body
as she hit her climax and she quickly pulled me from her as her clit became
too sensitive.  I resurfaced to be met with a deep passionate kiss between
the gasps for air.

Pip suggested that we move this indoors and we all agreed.  As we entered
the bedroom I felt a cold chill go down my spine as the hideous events of
this week in this room came back to me.  I could see that Pip felt the same
and it came down to Tray to say just the right thing.

`Girls, it is time to exorcise those demons!'

We both smiled as she pulled us to the bed, allowing her to lead our
lovemaking and lead she did.  She laid me on my back and without a second's
hesitation, ploughed her tongue deep between my legs causing an instant
flood of juices onto her tongue.  As she expertly flicked away, she guided
Pip to sit on my face and I hungrily took my fill of my best friend's sweet
cunt which caused her to gyrate slowly and I kept moving my tongue between
her holes as my hand ran up her body and pinched her sensitive nipples
tightly causing a constant stream of yelps, moans and ecstasy.

It wasn`t many minutes before Pip hit her orgasm and the extra cum filling
my mouth quickly took me over the edge with Tray eagerly drinking up my
love juices.  We all came up to the top of the bed, still panting and
certainly a lot more relaxed.  We chatted for a while, all absentmindedly
stroking the others and I could sense how high the sexual tension still
was.  I sent a message, through thought, to Pip and she excused herself
from the bed to go and get some more of her toys.  When she returned to the
room, Tray let out a scream of delight as she saw Pip wearing a seven inch
strap on and holding a second one in her hand.  Tray leapt from the bed and
quickly donned the second one and whispered to Pip.  They both giggled like
schoolgirls as they came back to the bed and Pip rolled me onto my side and
came in behind me.  She began kissing my neck and caressing my breasts and
i closed my eyes and purred.  I then felt Tray lifting my leg high and then
I felt her flicking her tongue on my rosebud.  I merely cooed my delight as
I realised their plan and relaxed immediately as I felt Tray's tongue push
deeper and deeper inside me.  Without touching my clit I could still feel
an orgasm rising and as I was getting close, I felt disappointment as Tray
removed her face from my bum and then a bit of shock as I felt her applying
some cold lube instead.  Before I could react to the cold, Pip had directed
her rubber cock at my arse and slid the head inside.  Even though I was
relaxed, it was still quite a sharp pain as it entered and I held her back
until the pain decreased a little.  As soon as I felt comfortable, I pushed
back until it was in to the hilt.

As Pip started to slowly fuck my bum, Tray moved in front of me and began
some more deep kissing and stroking of my body, slowly moving her fingers
down to my pussy.  I was already soaking wet, right on the verge of my
second orgasm when she made Pip roll onto her back, pulling me with her so
I was lying on her belly as she began to buck her hips, pushing her cock
deep inside me.  Tray then climbed on top and slowly pushed her rubber cock
into my pussy.  I almost fainted from this double penetration and couldn't
stop my loud moans.  I felt so full, so horny and wanted my girls to really
fuck me hard.  I told them just that and they both began a wild pace, both
ramming their cocks deep inside me and in no time at all, I hit my earth
shattering climax, feeling my juices flood out of me and I screamed at the
girls not to stop as I felt wave after wave of pleasure fly through every
single nerve of my body.  I had tears of joy coursing down my cheeks, Tray
was biting on my nipples as Pip rubbed furiously on my engorged clit,
keeping me at the peak of my orgasm.  I never wanted this to end but my
body gave up before my mind and I collapsed back onto Pip, my body a
shaking quivering pile of pure delight.

Pip and Tray withdrew themselves from me and began a slow gentle kissing
marathon over every inch of my body.  I drifted into a very deep, very
relaxed and extremely contented sleep.

Pip and Tray took themselves into the living room and had their own sensual
lovemaking session using our double ended dildo.  They never told me the
full story of that but maybe I will get Pip to write it down one day.  All
I know is that we created a bond which would never be broken and that was
the best lesbian sex of my life so far.  The next day Tray was going home
but we vowed that the three of us would have to meet up again, and soon!

The next morning, we were all a little sore from our lovemaking.  It was a
good sore so I wasn't going to magic it away.  We had a nice relaxed
breakfast and then we said farewell to Tray.  We were both a little said to
say goodbye to her so we decided to go down to the beach.

We set up our chairs and umbrella and began our day of bronzing, planning a
relaxing day.  As we both began to drift off we were covered by shadow.  I
opened my eyes, ready to snap at the intruder when I realised that I
recognised the face.  It took me a minute but then it came to me.  It was
Pepe, the boy we thought we had scared off with his friend when I gave Pip
and I a nice big cock!

I said nothing and left it to the very nervous Pepe to talk first.

`Errr Hi girls .... I errr ..... I think I ran off too quickly last time
..... I errrr .... how you say ..... I would like a lot to start again?'

His eyes were like a rabbit in headlights.  I smiled at Pip.  I guess Pepe
liked the idea of ladyboys.  This could be fun!

End of Chapter 7

This chapter has exhausted me so I may take a rest from Lizzie for a little
bit.  Please let me know what you think and maybe even your comments on
what you can see coming!

Thanks

Rachael
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