If The Spirit Is Willing

By Invid Fan
©2011

(mf cons rom het paranormal 1st oral mast)

From the Aether Comes Life, and Love:
1.If The Spirit is Willing
2.The Flesh is Strong
3.The Mind Knows
4.The Heart Believes

****

	Bill wasn’t sure when the creature first started touching him.

	He knew when he first started noticing her. That was in the summer between 7th and 8th grade. But, he suspected that wasn’t when she first started doing her job. No, by now he suspected she had been with him for as long as a year before then.

	They said that puberty brought on all sorts of strange changes...

****

	Bill was sitting in class, bored. He knew this stuff, yes, but that’s not why he was bored. He just didn’t care about math. Nor calculus. He was glad he was able to take it in 8th grade, get a leg up on high school, but that didn’t mean he enjoyed it. Social studies or science was much more fun.

	His eyes wandered from the black board, where Mr. Simmons was writing something long with lots of letters, to the rest of the class. He always sat in the back, one advantage to having good grades. He had liked it better, at the beginning of the year, when he had been back here with Alice. Oh, Alice. She had been moved up front, as she had trouble seeing the board, but before then he had seemed to be getting somewhere friendship wise. Bill’s eyes found the back of her head, there in the first row, and his mind filled in the blanks. Her long brown hair, the shy smile, those blue eyes behind her glasses, her small rounded breasts…

	The creature moved from its place against the back wall, walked around him and stood in the middle of his desk. Its expression unchanging, it sank to its knees, vanishing under the smooth grey surface. Bill felt his cock start to rise in his pants, and as nobody seemed to be paying any attention to him he risked a glance down. The creature had an insubstantial hand stretched out into his pants, moving up and down his unseen growing manhood. As he reached full extension, or as full as it could get trapped at an odd angle in his underwear, its head slowly descended and passed part way into his pants. Soon it was bobbing up and down, a ghostly blow job.

	Bill looked up again, eyes scanning the class. Another creature was down between Vince’s legs, and he looked away quickly. It was never good to be caught looking at another guy’s hard on. Sighing, he tried to think of something besides Alice, or the creature sucking on him.

	He didn’t want to be hard when class ended.

****

	He first started noticing something not long after the accident. Bill had been climbing the tree in the back yard, something he’d done since before birth it seemed, went to grab a branch that obviously had been weakened in the big wind storm the week before but hadn’t fallen to the ground like so many others, and the next thing he knew there were men in white looking down at him. Those had ended up being paramedics, but soon after other strange things began to fade into his vision. 

	They had started as unfocused, bluish blurs. Some big, about the size of an adult, but most small, about the size of a middle schooler. They followed around most of the boys in his school, so far as he could tell just those who had started to transform into teens. Bill didn’t tell anyone, naturally. After all, he had just had a nasty crack on the head, it’s not like they’d believe him. Plus… well, while he wasn’t unpopular, it wouldn’t do to draw attention to himself. It took a little longer for Bill to notice the blur that was following him, as unusual as that might seem. Partly it was because it… or, maybe, she… tended to be behind him much of the time or off to the side, waiting. Only when it had a job to do did it come before him, and even then his eyes were often anyplace but there.

	The creatures were responsible for random erections. Or, so Bill had come to conclude. That was one reason he assumed they had always been around him, and he was just now able to see them. He had started popping boners a year before, and given the feelings and reactions of his body hadn’t changed now that he had a visual cause, logic said nothing had really changed on that front. If, that is, logic and ghostly fellatio went together in any shape or form.

	Bill wasn’t sure if they WERE ghosts, really. Weird, yes, supernatural, maybe (he was willing to allow they might be a part of the natural order nobody knew about yet). Spirits of the undead… unknown. What they were was cock teases of the first degree.

	It never brought him to completion. Never. The girl/creature would walk or float over, touch his genitals in some way to make him hard, then keep him that way for awhile before breaking contact and letting him get soft again. If he managed to get alone and went to pull on his dick to get some relief, then she/it would immediately back off and let him get to it. If he stopped, sometimes they’d come back and sometimes they’d just let him get soft.

	It was frustrating, that’s what it was.

	His own companion, as time went on, resolved into the form of a young girl about his age. She was bluish grey in color, when color could be seen in her transparent form. She had what seemed to be black hair, cut somewhat short just below the ears. She wore what seemed to be some sort of toga or shift, covering a body that was thin although not bony. Her breasts were about the right size for her frame, pushing out the fabric in two mounds. Her face was pretty, as most female faces were to Bill at that age, but her eyes… it had large, staring eyes that had no emotion in them. No joy, no hate, no… nothing. They never changed. Neither did they ever meet his gaze. It was as if he wasn’t there, as if she was just doing her job on a piece of meat whose reaction really didn’t matter. 

	That was NOT a comforting thought for the teen.

****

	The next class was Health, although naturally everyone called it “sex ed”. Jokes about homework and such tended to be just frustrating for Bill. He didn’t date, had never even kissed… did he really need to hear all about the reproductive system? Well, yes. It was actually good to have accurate information. For whatever reason, Bill had earlier decided that just like his dick was on the front of his body, a girls opening must be sort of on the front too for them to match up. Discovering in class it was actually down between the legs probably saved him from some great embarrassment… although, at this point he desperately wished such embarrassment had come his way, and his mind was full of missed chances where things could have gone in that direction with this or that girl. The creature started to move forward towards him as Bill walked down the crowded hall, and he quickly changed his line of thought. He didn’t want an erection here.

	Some of his fellow students, though, obviously did. As he walked towards the next intersection he saw the form of a big breasted woman seeming to float while kneeling just ahead of a strolling Steve Hine, bobbing her head as he strutted and tried to look impressive. Matthew Ni had a male figure with its hand between his legs as he opened his locker. Bill had kind of always suspected Mat went that way, but he had no idea if the creatures were based in some way on what the boys wanted. Given they couldn’t actually see them, it didn’t seem like it would be a requirement.

	“Bill!”

	Turning, he saw Julie walking a bit faster than the flow of traffic to catch up with him. Bill slowed a touch, and his short neighbor was quickly at his side and they matched gaits. She looked up at him grinning.

	“Ready for another fun filled class?”

	“No,” he groaned. Julie chuckled and conversation lapsed.

	They weren’t friends, really. Oh, by accident of location they were childhood friends, but even then they really had never bonded the way he had with kids like Bobby or Shannon. Julie’s family lived across the street from him, and both their mothers had been pregnant at the exact same time with all their children so had become fast friends. Bill hoped to God that it had really been coincidence that led to those two pairs of births linking up like that, as thoughts of the adults doing anything together made him shudder. But, regardless of that, the result was the two mothers traded the kids back and forth during childhood so the other would have two days a week free. He and Betty had grown up with Julie and Jenny always there. Bill could also claim to have slept with a girl thanks to Julie: they had been four, yes, but damn it, he was going to say it counted!

	He glanced down at her as they neared the classroom. Julie, and her sister, were short. VERY short. Bill didn’t think they qualified as “little people”, but she was close to four feet compared to his almost five and a half. Her proportions, however, were perfect. She was filling out into an incredibly sexy girl, with long brown hair falling to the small of her back and curves coming in all the right places. Both sisters had always been into dance, and there was no doubt they’d be cheerleaders once they hit high school. 

	Which made the fact she walked with him all the more incredible.

	Bill was rather plain, or so he thought. He fit that gap somewhere between nobody and geek, tending to dress in jeans and a blue button down dress shirt. His closet was full of blue shirts, with some others received at Christmas thrown in for variety. Short brown hair that verged on curling as soon as it grew over half an inch topped a body that was a touch heavy for his height, but as of yet not bad. The most athletic thing he ever did outside of gym class, besides riding his bike, was shooting .22’s at the rifle range, but at least he was good at that. His father had won some awards, so even if he was never going to make the basketball team like his old man at least he was making the guy happy by following in some of his footsteps.

	Bill and Julie entered Health Class, and went to sit in their seats on opposite sides of the room. The exchange in the hall was about all they did nowadays, but then, she was popular. Or, so Bill assumed. He honestly didn’t pay attention to the exact pecking order: it didn’t involve him, so details were unimportant. He didn’t even know who was dating who.

	As the seats filled in, Bill glanced over at the right hand wall. Around a dozen blueish forms stood there, waiting. He had never yet seen a girl with a creature tending her, but didn’t know if that was because it in fact didn’t happen, or if whatever was allowing him to see them only worked for teasers of males. He wasn’t about to ask, either.

	“Good afternoon, class!”

	Miss Roma walked down the center aisle towards her desk. Her hips twitched back and forth under her long dress, and half the creatures left their spots and moved out among the students. Bill sighed.

	It was going to be a long day.

****

	Bill lay on his bed, pants and underwear half off and shirt pulled up to his shoulders . His sister was probably watching TV and his parents wouldn’t be home for another hour or so, leaving plenty of time to enjoy himself. Bill moved his hand up and down his dick, eyes closed. He pictured Alice, lovely Alice, creating a fantasy involving the two of them trapped together in a cave. His hand moved faster…

	The face before his mind’s eye… began to change. The dream Alice had sunk to her knees to take his massive manhood into her mouth, all the while declaring she only wanted him. Bill had always used spit on his palm so it felt like what he assumed a blow job would feel like, and her dream mouth matched the movements of his right hand as he got closer. But, then she looked up at him… and it wasn’t Alice. The face that returned his gaze was that of the creature. He pictured himself putting his hands down to hold its head as he came closer to orgasm. Its black hair was silky, and when it released his cock from its mouth he saw her blue grey face was… beautiful.

	Bill came, shooting up into the air and over his chest, one glob landing on his neck. He pumped a couple more times, then released it and opened his eyes.

	The creature was standing over by his desk, not looking at him. As his heart rate began to slow, Bill gazed at it… at her. He noticed the smoothness of her skin, transparent though it may be. He saw the graceful shape of her limbs, the curves of her body that were only accented by the sexlessness of her one piece white outfit. And, that face… only the deadness of those eyes marred her beauty, and even then they gave her a vulnerability that tugged at his heart.

	As Bill grabbed yesterday’s shirt to wipe himself off, he realized… he was starting to fall for the thing.

****

	As Bill dressed, eyes forever unseeing slowly moved to bring him in view. They followed his form as he moved around the bedroom, then once more locked on his back as he moved out the door and the creature slowly followed.

****

	At least it was Friday. 

	The four teens waited for the bus in front of Bill and Betty’s house. They watched with amusement as Julie and Jenny showed off some dance moves they had learned the night before, trying not to hit any icy patches on the driveway. The sixth grader was almost as good as her older sister, as well as almost being as sexy. Her ass, in particular, shook nicely. Bill was trying hard not to react, but watching made him so want to be hard. In the end he had to give in, and the creature walked beside him and began caressing with her hand. Julie seemed to flick her eyes down, and smile. The routine ended, and Bill and his sister applauded just using one finger per hand. Jenny laughed and stuck her tongue out at them. That got them all laughing.

	“So,” Julie asked Betty, “you going to the dance?”

	“Yup! Mom’s letting me go!” She almost bounced, her black braid swinging to hit Bill. Betty was much more of a people person than her brother, seeming to inherit that as well as her hair color from their father. Bill got the shyness and brown hair from Mom.

	Julie’s eyes swung over to Bill.

	“How about you?”

	“Nope,” he replied, zipping his coat up more as a gust of winter wind sprang up suddenly. The creature removed her hand and his cock began deflating.

	“Why not?” Julie asked. She seemed honestly… curious. Hmm…

	“Well, I think mostly because it’s against my religion.”

	“Oh?” Julie cocked an eyebrow at him, and the other two girls also gave him questioning looks. “What religion would that be?”

	“Single!”

****

	The creature backed away. Its eyes regarded the boy, taking in every minute detail of his face. It noted his smile, and found an odd, faint echo of it forming on its lips. Its large eyes shifted up to take in his sparkling brown ones. It felt a… yearning. 

****

	Bill found himself looking at the creature more and more at school that day. Normally, that wouldn’t have been advisable, as teachers and students tended to notice if you were gazing off at nothing. However, for whatever reason it for now was positioning itself up behind the teacher, so if anything it now looked like he was paying attention. That even got him called on to answer a question once, but luckily he had already read ahead in the text book and didn’t make a fool out of himself.

	The creature… he really should start calling it “the girl”, he realized. It WAS a girl, after all, for all it wasn’t a normal one. At least… he assumed it was female. He hadn’t seen it nude. For all he knew that thing was packing a huge dong under there. Didn’t look like it, though. 

	The teacher started handing out some papers, and Bill’s thoughts shifted to more boring matters.

****

	He had been looking at her… LOOKING at her…

****

	Bill closed the bedroom door, dumped his books on the desk, and let out a big sigh. Another week was over. Whee. Walking over to the bed, he threw himself onto it and rolled onto his back. It was a full sized bed he’d had since he was… well, three. His parents had put him in it as soon as his new sister needed the crib. That he wasn’t ready for a real bed had been apparent when, night after night they’d hear this thud, the signal for his Dad to go pick Bill off the floor and put him back in bed.

	Eventually, he learned how far you could safely roll.

	The creature… the girl, moved to the foot of the bed. Its eyes were as emotionless as ever, but the fact it wasn’t up against the wall signaled a change. Bill regarded her. He had been thinking about something all day, and wondered if he had the guts to try it. 

	Well, what’s the worst that could happen?

	A supernatural being could bite his dick off, that’s what.

	Still…

	Bill kicked off his sneakers, then removed his pants and underwear. His cock was soft, just lying there. He looked up at the blue grey girl… and spoke.

	“You’re beautiful.”

	He had tried talking to it before, when she first appeared. He had never gotten any response, and eventually stopped trying. It wouldn’t do to be caught talking to nothing. Now, however… Bill looked at her the same way he wanted to look at Alice. He pictured the spirit standing by his feet nude, her small breasts firm and round. He imagined how soft her skin must be, how it would feel to touch it…

****

	The creature’s eyes widened. It could feel the desire coming from the boy, the desire that signaled the start of its endless job. A job that had no reward, no pleasure, no purpose. But, this time…

****

	Bill saw the girl react. For the first time in a year, he saw her eyes widen, saw some sort of life in them. Her mouth, too, opened, as if she was catching her breath. He spoke again.

	“You’re beautiful. I love you.”

	Slowly, the girl put her hands on the mattress by his feet, then moving forward put first one knee then the other up and crawled forward. The white cloth covering her hung down, and he could see the sides of her breasts. She stopped when her head was directly over his cock, her eyes still on his, her black hair cascading down and almost touching him. Hand shaking, Bill reached out his right hand and put it where her head was.

	He felt nothing.

	Undaunted, he moved his hand over the shape of her head. He saw the girl’s eyes get even wider, and with his heart pounding he raised his other hand and caressed her ghostly face.

	“I love you…”

	He felt himself getting hard, and looking down saw one of her small hands gently caressing him. Looking back into her eyes, he saw… 

****

	She was cold. So cold… and he was warm… so warm.

****

	Bill removed both his hands, dropping them to his side. He wasn’t sure what to do next. She looked so… sad. The creature, girl, had never looked sad before. He saw the lips move, and lifting his head he strained to hear. It sounded like…

	“T… touch…”

	Reaching out his right hand again, he placed it on her head…

	… and felt, faintly, soft hair.

	He almost jerked his hand back, but didn’t. Trembling, he moved his fingers into the black mass, and felt her scalp. It was cold. Ice cold. Suddenly he could feel the chill coming from her all along his legs and groin, and just as suddenly the hand on his cock became real and solid. He became rock hard instantly, the cold if anything intensifying the incredible feeling of having someone touch him for the first time. She squeezed, and that was enough to set him off. His white cum shot out, hitting the girl on her neck. Her mouth shot open in a soundless cry, and two more spurts hit her on the bottom of her chin. Her hand released him and she looked down, amazed at the sight of his cock’s now wet head. Bill moved a hand and caressed her cheek.

	“Oh, God… thank you. You’re incredible…”

	She looked up again at him again, with those large black eyes. Then…

	… she began to fade.

	“No!”

	Bills hand suddenly was feeling air, and he pulled it back. The cum that had been clinging to her skin dropped onto his legs and thighs, now cold. He looked at her, pleading.

	“Please… don’t go…”

	She reached a translucent hand out, caressing his cheek. Her mouth moved, and he could faintly hear her voice.

	“Always… with you.”

	With that she backed up, until she was off the bed and standing on the floor. The creature then slowly walked backwards, until she was once again standing in her usual spot against the wall.

	Sanity finally returned to Bill, and he sat up on the bed. He looked down at his now soft, cum covered dick, then up at the creature.

	What had they done...

****

	Bill walked into the den, and plopped down on the couch. He needed to think.

	The creature walked over and stood next to the TV, her ghostly bare feet ignoring the bean bag chair. Bill glanced down, wondering briefly what would happen if she became solid while inside an object like that, then glanced up at its face. Once again her eyes were vacant and unseeing, as if it had never happened.

	Hell, maybe it hadn’t.

	“Hey, Bill.”

	He swung his head over to look at Betty. She was lounging in the recliner, both legs over one arm and the remote in her hand. Her head sort of lolled over to look at him, taking her attention away from whatever inane teen show about a wizard pop singer with a webcast she was watching. She regarded him with half interested curiosity.

	“Are you sure you don’t want to go to the dance? Mrs. Cutter is taking the three of us.”

	“Nope, not interested.” He looked at the TV. At least the stars of these shows tend to be cute. Betty made a rude sound with her lips, and shook her head at him.

	“Have you EVER gone to a dance?”

	He looked back over at her, and raised an eyebrow.

	“Yes, as a matter of fact. I went to that sort of mandatory ‘this is how dances work’ one they have for 6th graders in the fall.”

	“That doesn’t count!”

	He laughed.

	“I wish that was true. Then I could honestly say I missed all the dances in middle school.”

	His sister shook her head at him.

	“You’re hopeless.” She started to turn back to the TV, then got a crafty look in her eye and rolled her head back towards him. “You DO know Julie wants you to come to the dance, don’t you?”

	“What?!” Bill scoffed at her. “Go away.”

	“Whatever.” She went back to the TV. Wasn’t her job to arrange his love life.

****

	Julie sat on her bed, laptop on her lap.

	She was all set for the dance. The outfit was picked out and lying over the desk chair, her hair was good, nails were done, lipstick was ready to be applied. She had time for her latest hobby. The occult!

	Her mom, Julie knew, would freak if she found out. Mom wasn’t supper religious or anything, really, but anything too far out there was a definite no-no. Julie still shuddered at the thought of the grounding when her sister Jenny had brought home a copy of The Book of Mormon someone had given her. So, bookmarks and browser histories were well hidden with regard to this subject.

	And, what a subject it was! The entire idea of the occult fascinated the fourteen year old. Magic, ghosts, demons, spells… it was almost all crap, naturally. She knew that the moment she found so much information easily available on the web. I mean, really… if the spells they talked about REALLY worked, wouldn’t you see all the gothy loner girls suddenly having all the hunky guys in love with them, and the bitchy cheerleaders suddenly suffering from horrible curses? It’s one thing to assume there’s real magic out there when it’s hard to find, and maybe you just happened to find the wrong spells, but when you have hundreds of sites all with different conflicting information the truth becomes a little more obvious.

	That didn’t mean she didn’t love reading the stuff, though.

	Julie WANTED it to be true. It was all just so… interesting! And so different than the life around her. Oh, she had no desire to become a “goth” and dress all in black (although, last Halloween she discovered she did in fact look good in black). But, to cast spells! To talk to otherworldly creatures! To take part in nude rituals!

	The last, to be honest, was what really interested her. It just sounded so… naughty! And, if she could maybe talk Bill into joining her…

	Bill.

	Julie looked at the love spell displayed on the laptop screen, and sighed. She didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t that she considered him like a brother, or anything like that, and she didn’t think he thought of her as a sister. It’s, just, well… complicated.

	The 8th grader knew she was hot. She knew she had a smoking bod now. She also knew she was damned smart, and wasn’t going to go for some dumb hunk just because that’s what was expected. She wanted the best. Which wasn’t Bill.

	And, yet…

	It was that damned fall from the tree. She had been bike riding with Bobby, coming home from the mall, and she’d seen the emergency vehicles in Bill’s driveway and almost freaked. Until that moment, Bill was just the guy she had played with since birth but really didn’t know much about anymore. When she saw him on the ground, though, with medics checking him out… it was like something switched in her mind. She suddenly saw him as a male, a friend... as dating material… and here it was now the middle of winter with the school year half over and she had yet to overcome all the years when that hadn’t been the case. She doubted he even bothered to fantasize about her.

	There was a pounding at the door.

	“Hurry up! It’s almost time to go!”

	Julie heard her sister run back to her room. Laughing at the twelve year old’s excitement, she put the computer down and went to get dressed.

****

	Bill lay down on his bed, still dressed, reading. He was in the middle of a rather good book, and thought he had a good chance of finishing it off tonight. If he stayed up late enough.

	He heard the front door open downstairs, and the faint sound of his sister returning from the dance. Glancing at the clock he saw it was 10 PM. There wasn’t the sound of excited babbling he had expected, and really had come to consider his sister’s main mode of conversation. Instead, there was what sounded like a rather…subdued debriefing of Betty by their mom. It didn’t last long, and soon he heard his sister walking slowly up the stairs. A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

	“Enter.”

	Bill put the book down on his pillow and moved to sit up on the edge of the bed as Betty entered. She looked… sad!

	“What’s wrong?” They weren’t all that close, at least not that way, but he figured if she was here she must want to talk about something. Maybe some guy tried something. The very idea started to piss him off, but he wasn’t sure what the hell he’d do in that case.

	“Oh,” she said, shaking her head, “nothing. Just tired. It wasn’t,” she added, giving him a small smile, “quite what I was expecting. Those movies lie.”

	“Don’t worry,” Bill said, standing. “I’m sure the high school movies and shows are totally accurate!” This got a laugh out of her, which was much better. She suddenly seemed to realize why she was here, and brought her small purse up and opened it. She took out a folded piece of white paper, and handed it to her brother.

	“Here.”

	Bill looked at it.

	“What is it?”

	“Um, paper! A paper note! From,” she added, giving him a sly smile, “someone!”

	“Most notes are.” He held the folded mystery in his right hand. He had never gotten a note before, especially one that had been hinted at being from a girl. A female girl! Could it be… naw, best not to even guess. He’d have to open it.

	Bill looked up. Betty was still standing there, looking at him expectantly.

	“Shoo!” He made the appropriate gesture with his left hand, and blowing out a sound of disgust and pouting Betty turned around and walked out. Bill went over and shut the door.

	A note.

	He looked over towards his desk. The creature was standing in its usual spot, not looking at him. Bill looked back at his hand, and with trembling fingers unfolded the note.

	“Dear Bill- Please meet me at the end of West Ledge Lane by the sledding hill tomorrow at 1 PM. Julie”

	Julie… wanted to meet him.

	What the hell for?

****

	It was an hour later when Bill started yawning, so he marked his place in his book and left to use the bathroom. A few minutes later he was back in the bedroom, and closed the door. He had his shirt half unbuttoned when suddenly the thought struck him he wasn’t alone. Bill looked over at the desk.

	The creature slowly turned her head towards him, her eyes still without any life in them. Bill had undressed in front of this thing countless times, even in front of dozens of other creatures in the school locker room. But, after that afternoon… it felt different.

	This was now… a person?

	He smiled at her, and went on undressing. When he was nude, he turned on the light next to his bed then turned off the switch next to the door. In the glow of the one bulb he went and got under the covers. He had started sleeping nude almost as soon as he discovered masturbation . It just felt, well… naughtier. Plus he had found himself getting tangled up in his pajamas.

	Bill laid there, nightstand light still on, looking across the room at her. She didn’t move. Should he? Both his parents and sister were home, and maybe even still up. The teen debated, then his hormones and desires finally won out. He flung aside his covers, closed his eyes, and began fantasizing about her. He pictured her nude, bluish form, her face, the exquisite feel of her hand on him, what heaven her mouth might be… Bill felt his cock starting to stir, and opening his eyes he saw the creature on its hands and knees again over his dick. He reached a hand up to caress the ghost’s cheek, and saw life come into its black eyes.

	“I wanna feel you…”

	Its eyes widened, and suddenly his hand felt like it was being pushed back by the wind. Once it was no longer inside her form the wind was replaced by solid, soft, unbearably cold flesh. She rubbed her cheek against his hand, and Bill felt her own hand run up and down his hard cock.

	But, Bill didn’t want a repeat of last time. He moved both his hands so they were on her nude shoulders, and gently pulled her forward. The creature resisted for a moment, confused, then let go of his dick and crawled forward over his body until its face was above his.

	They looked into each other’s eyes. 

	“What is your name,” Bill whispered. His hands were now holding her sides, the rough fabric of her one piece outfit between him and her flesh. She looked confused again, then its eyes seemed to go unfocused. As if she was trying very hard to remember something long, long, forgotten…

	“Ai.”

	The sounds came very faintly, almost questioningly, and Bill wasn’t sure he had heard them. He raised his head a bit, their noses almost touching.

	“Your name is… Ai?” She slowly nodded, becoming more sure of the concept. Bill moved one of his hands back up to her face, relishing the iciness of her skin. “Oh, Ai… you’re beautiful.” The girl looked back with eyes that melted his heart. Gently, he pulled her head down to his…

	It was like kissing ice cream.

	Bill felt her pull back, and he let her draw her head up and break the kiss. She just… stared at him. His heart was beating a thousand times a second. While his right hand caressed her cheek again, his left began sliding down her body. The fabric felt almost like sand paper.

	“I love you, Ai,” he whispered again. “May I kiss you again?” There was a second’s pause, then he felt her head very slowly start to lower. His hand moved again to the back of her head and guided her down. At the same time their lips met, his other hand had moved past the bottom of her dress, and found itself resting on the cold skin of her thigh. Trembling so hard he was sure he was going to die, he started sliding it up her body again, under her clothes.

	She wore nothing under it.

	Both of their mouths seemed to open of their own accord, and Bill’s tongue slipped out to lick her lips. They tasted like salty ice. He felt one of her hands on his face, the cold fingers leaving a trail of fire. His own hand had reached the top of her rib cage, and sliding forward… cupped its breast.

	The creature broke its kiss, mouth open in shock. Gently, Bill caressed the soft, firm mound, rubbing the small hard nub he found there. He heard… a soft moan from deep within her.

	Suddenly, she sat down on him. He found his dick pressed against her ass cheeks, and instinctively he started thrusting against her. The bottom of her outfit slipped down to cover his cock, and he felt its rough surface against the bottom of his dick as well as her smooth skin against the top.  She leaned down to kiss him again, and Bill suddenly realized he could feel cold liquid where the part in her legs touched his skin. God, that was her…!

	He came.

	His hot essence traveled up under her clothing and landed along her back. Ai reared up, sitting fully erect on Bill’s chest, eyes open wide and mouth forming an ‘O’. He shot again and again, coating her skin. His one hand was still clutching her breast, and her movements had pulled her dress up enough that his other hand easily went in to grab the other one. They both held that pose, lost in their own pleasure.

	Finally, Ai dropped down onto her hands and knees over him again. Her black eyes regained focus. A slight smile came to her blue lips, and an exhausted Bill barely heard her whisper.

	“Love you.”

	His eyes were full of all the wonder of first love. He dropped his hands from her breasts, and brought them around to caress her face. That wonderful, wonderful face.

	“I love you too, Ai. I love you with all my heart. Can… can you stay with me, tonight? Can you stay solid?”

	She shook her black haired head, eyes suddenly sad.

	“No… hurts.”

	“Wha…?!?” Sudden understanding hit him. She… she was enduring pain to be with him! Every time he asked this of her, she would be suffering! But… then, he realized, he was suffering too. The cold… His body was starting to shake not just from the emotions and pleasures of her company, but from the effects of her icy skin. If she stayed with him, he’d probably freeze to death.

	“Go, then, Ai,” he whispered. He brought her head down for one more long kiss, then watched as she started to fade again. His now ice cold cum fell through her body, landing with a chilly splat on his chest. Ai’s eyes began to fade back into emptiness a bit, as she backed off the bed and stood back on the floor. Once she was standing, she seemed to pause to think about something. Then, looking into his eyes again she reached down… and pulled her outfit up and over her head. 

	Bill gasped. 

	She wasn’t human.

	Well, yes, he already knew that, obviously, but… stunned, he swung himself out of bed and walked around to stand nude before her. She turned to face him, fear in her eyes. Bill let his gaze travel up and down Ai’s body. While most of her was as he had assumed, a mostly normal girl with blue grey skin and blue lips and large black eyes, he could now see the scales. They started between her legs, dark blue in color and like small diamonds, then came up to form a large oval covering most of her chest. They came to a rounded end just between her breasts, and her hard nipples he saw seemed to be made of the same material. Turning, she showed him her back side, and he saw she had a hard blue ridge running up her spine, and up the back of her neck. It must have been pure luck he hadn’t felt it yet.

	Turning back to him, the trembling creature awaited his answer.

	Bill extended his right hand, caressing her ghostly cheek.

	“I still love you,” he whispered, and suddenly she was fully formed and in his arms kissing him. The ice of her full body pressing against him was almost too much for his battered body to take, and quickly realizing this Ai stepped back and faded again. Both of them were grinning, though. Ai’s expression changed, then, first sad, then… to emptiness. 

	“Bye….” 

	Once again an empty creature was before him, and still nude it walked to stand in its usual place against the wall. Bill stood there, shivering looking at it. He then glanced down at his cum splattered body, and gave an exhausted chuckle.

	“If these are wet dreams, they’re becoming VERY strange…” 

****

	Bill walked down the unplowed street, a knit Sabres hat on his head and a blue winter jacket half unzipped. A few inches had fallen over night, not enough to close school if it hadn’t been a Saturday but enough to make the day off much more fun. Well… after he and Dad had shoveled the driveway, that is. That had been gotten out of the way early, though, and now the rest of the day was his.

	A car was coming up the road behind him, and Bill took a look back to make sure it wasn’t aiming at him. There were no sidewalks, naturally, and even if there were they wouldn’t have been shoveled yet. Nope, the car missed him. As long as he was looking back there, Bill also looked at the creature following him. 

	Creature… yes, her name was Ai. He loved Ai. But… what was following behind him wasn’t her. Or, at least, not fully her. It was almost as if she came into that body from somewhere else… or, maybe, she was trapped deep inside it and had to fight her way out each time. Hmm, that made a bit more sense. Regardless, he was going to have to watch himself from now on. He couldn’t risk looking at or talking to Ai while around people. That was going to be especially important now, as she was still naked. He had found the rough white tunic on his bedroom floor that morning, and had spent some time examining it. It was crudely sewed together, with large stitches done by hand. He could probably do better after his Home Ec class. Bill had tried to put it back on her, but naturally it fell right to the floor. He hoped she wasn’t getting cold…

	He laughed. OK, there was little chance of that!

	Five minutes of walking brought him to the turn for West Ledge Lane. Back when his street had been created and the houses built, the idea was for it to be part of a series of north/south winding roads connected by some cross streets. You could see, on some old local maps his Dad had, dotted lines showing where these were going to go. However, for whatever reason, apart from Ledge Lane where he lived and Clearview, which branched off and paralleled it for half its length, none of it got built. This had resulted in a number of dead end streets, ending at the large fields and woods which lay behind the houses on either side of the two streets. A perfect situation for kids of any age- not only could little kids play at exploring, but that exploration found the occasional mattress left by teens doing their own playing. He had always wondered how many half naked girls had plopped down on one of those, only to hear and feel squeaks and scurrying inside them…

	Bill made his way down the four house long street, and climbed the pile of snow at the end of it. He looked out over the flat white field, and the two large sledding hills. A few years ago, there had been an attempt by someone to put a development here. They had gotten as far as plowing a long, straight roadway, piling up the excess dirt in two large mounds. Then everything had stopped and nothing had been heard from them since. The local kids took it as a gift from the gods, with two wonderful sledding spots where once you had to get your parents to take you somewhere to sled. Today, both hills were active. Mostly younger kids, although some had to be at least his age: Bill saw at least three creatures up there. In fact, one of them appeared to be riding in the front of a sled blowing the boy as he made his way down one of the steeper slides.

	Bill shook his head. This had to be real: nobody could make something this stupid up.

	Looking around, he didn’t see Julie. He climbed down the hill, and walked a bit into the field. The path was well trampled in the snow, and he took a moment to use his tracking skills to examine the prints. His detective work was interrupted by a girl’s voice.

	“Bill!”

	He turned and looked back at the dead end street, and saw Julie standing off to the side. She had been hidden by some trees, and thus not visible until he had walked far enough forward. Julie had on a pink jacket with white fur lining, and a hood that was currently thrown back. White pants completed the outfit. She smiled at him, and beckoned him over.

	“Fancy meeting you here,” he said, trudging off the paths to join her. 

	“It must be fate,” she said, eyes twinkling. Bill gave her a puzzled expression, then he shrugged.

	“Or at least a fateful note. What’s up?”

	Julie bit her bottom lip. 

	“I… I wanted to talk to you, that’s all. We don’t talk anymore.”

	Bill thought they said at least a dozen words to each other each day, but gathered that’s not what she had in mind. He shrugged.

	“Ok… what do you want to talk about?”

	She was silent for a few moments, eyes on the ground. Her gloved hands seemed to be twisting themselves together. Finally, she just looked at him and suggested they take a walk. Sighing, Bill agreed.

****

	Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!

	None of this was going as Julie had planned. None of it! The well rehearsed conversations with him went right out of her head. Hell, he had gone off script with the very first thing he said! How the hell did they do it in romance books?!?

	The two walked side by side through the snow, heading away from the other kids sledding. They were breaking their own path, and if Julie had been thinking more artistically that might have resonated with her. But… Julie at times tended towards the literal. Maybe that was why the occult fascinated her so much, it was so much outside of how she usually thought. But, that was also probably why she hadn’t fallen into belief with any of it. She liked answers, not vague feelings.

	They came to a spot where a large clump of trees pushed out into the field, and Julie pushed aside the branches on either side of a now covered path and entered. Bill took over holding them open and followed, and the two found themselves in a small enclosed space. The snow wasn’t as deep here, and there were some logs set up as seats. Julie brushed one off and sat, Bill following suit. They looked at each other.

	“Why DID you write the note?” Bill was looking at her with… she couldn’t decide if it was curiosity or annoyance. Maybe both. She bit her lip. She really had to stop that habit.

	“Well… I just wanted to talk to you!”

	“About what?”

	“Does it HAVE to be about something?! Can’t we just… talk?” Her eyes were pleading with him. She saw him sigh, and unzip his coat a bit more. That meant he was staying, at least. She took off her gloves, as there was no wind here and it didn’t seem that cold. They were silent for a moment, then Julie spoke.

	“I don’t know much about you any more, Bill… well, I know you like to read, I see you reading all the time on the bus. Who’s your favorite author?”

	He sat up, thinking. That was one thing she knew she liked about Bill. He took things seriously. Some boys would just toss off an author’s name, but, no, Bill was actually considering the question. Grinning, he looked over at her.

	“It really depends on my mood. Last year I would have said Piers Anthony, but I think I’m outgrowing him. I’ve been going through Heinlein books like crazy this year. I’ve also started reading some comics.”

	“Anthony…” The name was familiar to her somehow… Her eyes lit up. “Ah! Did he do some books about Tarot cards?”

	“Yes!” Bill was excited. Maybe they did have something to talk about! “He did three books about a new 100 card tarot deck he invented, with five suits. I actually wrote him a letter about it.”

	Julie was impressed. Writing to an author!

	“Did he write back?”

	Bill laughed.

	“Yeah, sort of. I got a white index card with a typed reply that was a touch rude, but didn’t answer my question. One reason I’m outgrowing him. The guy’s a bit of a dick. Well,” he corrected, considering it again, “probably more the fact his books are a bit… simple. That’s probably one reason I loved them when I was twelve, though.”

	“I’ve been meaning to read that Tarot one,” Julie said, happily. Bill smiled back at her.

	“It’s a sort of companion series to his five book Cluster series, which is about a guy who travels into lots of alien bodies and has lots of sex while in different forms.” Julie raised an eyebrow at this, and put on a fake disapproving expression.

	“You read books with SEX in them? Bill, I am shocked!”

	“Best reason to read Piers Anthony!” He then attempted a lear at the smaller teen. “Wanna borrow some, with the good parts underlined?” She broke out laughing, holding her hand out in refusal.

	“No thanks! I know where mom keeps her romances if I need that!” He laughed with her, and Julie’s face flushed with pleasure. This was what she wanted. They were becoming friends again.

	Bill’s head suddenly swiveled to the right, looking at something. She followed his gaze, but saw nothing. Looking back, she saw his expression had changed. He now looked… sadder. More uncomfortable. She saw him shift a bit on his log, almost as if he was getting ready to go.

	No! She wasn’t going to allow that!

	Julie stood up, and went across and sat next to Bill. He looked at her surprised, and she gathered her courage up. She had to get this right.

	“Bill, there’s a reason I asked you here today.” He waited, clearly confused. She saw his eyes once again flick off to the side before returning to her. Damn it, she had to keep his attention!

	“Bill, I…” She put her bare hand on his. “I like you.”

	“You…”

	“I LIKE you, Bill.” She squeezed his hand, and tried to put all her emotions in her eyes. He was shocked, and once again his eyes went to a point near a tree. Suddenly, Julie was pissed. “What the HELL are you looking at over there?!?”

	Bill looked at her, really looked at her, for a long time. Once again his gaze shifted, but it quickly came back to her and it seemed like he had made up his mind. He removed his hand from hers, and looked into her eyes.

	“Are we friends, Julie?”

	“What?!?” Of all the stupid things for him to ask! His expression never changed, though, and he asked again.

	“Are we FRIENDS?” Julie just looked at him… then understood. No… for the longest time they hadn’t been. Not in the real meaning of the word. That’s what she was trying to change, though, so…

	“Why?”

	“I…” Bill swallowed, and Julie realized this was something series. Not middle school crush serious, but… serious. “I need to talk to someone. And… you need to understand. But this can’t go beyond us. I probably shouldn’t even tell you… even if I can make you believe.”

	“I can keep a secret,” she said, and she meant it. It might not be true, but she thought it was.

	Bill was quite for a moment, composing his thoughts. He took another look off to the side, then his eyes widened and he looked at her with a grin.

	“Got it! Julie, did you ever see the horror movie ‘The Eye’?”

	She thought a second, then nodded.

	“That’s the one with the blind girl who sees ghosts, right?”

	“Yes.” Bill paused, just looking at her. Julie started to get an uneasy feeling about this, and she glanced herself over at that tree. When she looked back, Bill was nodding at her. “After I fell out of that tree… I started seeing things.”

	Her eyes widened.

	“What,” she whispered.

	“Creatures,” he whispered back. He paused, waiting to see what her reaction would be. She just looked at him, waiting to hear more. No way was she going to leave his side now! “I see translucent, blue/grey creatures walking around. Mostly female, although some males, both teens and adults.” He paused again as her hand reached out and took his, and this time he allowed it.

	“Are they everywhere?” she asked, looking around. Bill shook his head.

	“Not exactly. While there may be more, the ones I see are all paired up with boys… boys who have hit puberty.” Her expression turned a little more unbelieving at that. What, with boner you get ghost? Then her head suddenly swiveled around to the tree he keep looking at...

	“Bill! Do you mean…?!?” She swallowed hard, all unbelieving thoughts fleeing from her mind.

	“Yes… I have one too.”

	Bill stood, and freeing his hand from hers he walked a few feet to the edge of their hideout. He reached out a hand, and seemed to be caressing the top of something about as tall as his nose.

	“She’s here. Most of the time my hand can move right through her,” and he did just that, “but although it hurts her to do so, she can make herself solid.” Bill’s hand lightly ran along what might be a cheek. “Her name’s Ai… and I think I love her.”

	Julie looked at him in confusion for a moment, then…

	“You…!”

	He nodded, sadly.

	“She never tried to communicate with me until Friday, so it’s not like this has been an ongoing thing. But… she seems so lonely! Whenever I see her, really see her, I just want to make her happy!”

	It was his voice that did it. She could hear the emotion in it, and she could feel her heart breaking too. 

	“Please understand, Julie, I like you, I do, I always have, but…”

	“Can I meet her?”

	Bill looked at her. She met his gaze, and his shoulders sagged a bit.

	“I… I’ll try. She may not be able to. I’ll have to call her first.” He walked back and sat down next to her again. Julie was confused.

	“Call her?”

	“She… the creature is always there, and does what it does with no life or emotion. But, I can bring out Ai, almost as if she’s hidden deep inside it. I’ll see if she’ll show herself to you.” With that, Bill closed his eyes and seemed to be trying to nap. She could hear him muttering. “I love you, Ai…”

	Julie wasn’t staring at that part of him. No, she definitely wasn’t staring at that part of him. It was pure chance that she happened to notice the movement in his pants, and only that brought her attention between his legs in time to see something rise up inside of it. Her eyes got huge. She had seen the result before, but never… the actual erecting. She looked at Bill’s face, and he had a huge smile. Opening his eyes, he looked down and his smile got even bigger.

	“Hi, Ai.” He reached out and seemed to caress a head shaped object in front of him, as if the creature was kneeling between his legs. Suddenly, Bill’s expression became worried.

	“No, Ai, it’s OK! She’s a friend! My friend! I wanted you to meet her! Please! Please! I love you! Please!”

	Now Julie was frightened. She didn’t know he was trying to prevent: the ghost fleeing… or the ghost attacking her. She rose to her feet.

	“I’ll go if I scare her!”

	“No, stay! Ai! Please…” His voice got calmer, and he pet the air even more. “Please… why does she scare you?”

	There was a sound, a sound like wind through a hollow log. She listened, with every fiber of her being.

	“Only… you…”

	“I’ll only ever love you, Ai. Please. Can I touch you? Can I kiss you?”

	Julie sat back down. For a moment there was nothing, then… the first thing she saw was black, the darkest black hair she’d ever seen. It appeared around and under Bill’s fingers. She had barely comprehended that when she realized a body also existed below it. A… nude body! Both her hands went to her mouth. It was beautiful, but it was an unearthly beauty, almost… an evil beauty. Man was not meant to see that, let alone her. Then the creature turned its face to her… and Julie saw those black eyes. In that instant, she almost fell in love. All jealousy was gone. She understood every emotion Bill felt for the creature.

	“You’re beautiful, Ai…”

	Ai jerked her body back, frightened. Her arms clutched at Bill, as if he was to protect her. Bill put his arms around her, drawing Ai up almost into his lap. 

	“Shh… it’s OK, Ai… she’s my friend. My friend.” He turned to Julie. “Introduce yourself.”

	“Hello, Ai… I’m Julie….” Ai was still trembling, although she noticed one hand was fondling Bill’s crotch. Julie looked at Bill questioningly. He gave an embarrassed shrug.

	“It’s what they do. Every time you see a boy with a hard on… it’s one of these things stroking or sucking him.”

	Julie pictured the blue creature sucking Bill’s penis, and she blushed. So, she had gotten it backwards. With ghost you get boner! She shook her head in wonder.

	“Why don’t I get one to squeeze my breasts on a regular basis?”

	“How do you know you don’t?” Bill grinned as he said this, and Julie in shock grabbed her own breasts to see if there was something there. She then quickly released them, face getting even redder.

	“So,” she asked, angrily, “what the hell’s her problem?”

	Bill’s face got serious again, and he stroked Ai’s face with one hand while the other caressed her spine. Julie saw some sort of dark blue ridge there, but her attention was mostly on Bill’s face. He put it right next to the creature’s.

	“It’s all right, Ai… just tell me why you’re afraid of Julie…” The thing looked at Bill with an expression of total love on it, and moved its mouth up to his ear. Julie heard nothing, but was startled when Bill’s head shot back in surprise. The creature lay its head on his chest, as Bill slowly turned to Julie. “She… Ai said, if a girl ever is with me… Ai dies.”

	“What?!” Now Julie was totally confused. “But I’m with you every day! What the hell does she…” A thought came to her. Her unconscious mind was sometimes much swifter then her conscious one. “Bill… are there older boys who don’t have a creature with them in school?”

	“Wha? Umm…” He thought. “Oh! I don’t think Kevin Garon has one. He DID, but I haven’t seen it in awhile.”

	Julie nodded, understanding coming.

	“That’s it, then. I heard Alice Low slept with Kevin, so…”

	“ALICE?!?” Bill’s face was suddenly one of outrage and heartbreak, and he let his head drop down. So, Julie thought, that’s who he’s been thinking of. There was so much going on here, she honestly didn’t know what to feel about anything anymore. Bill was also going through a wide gauntlet of emotions, and it only took a few seconds for his thoughts to circle around to the important part of her information.

	“So… if a boy has sex… they lose their companion.” Ai’s eyes came up to meet his, and he saw the answer there. He leaned down to kiss her, and Julie’s face reddened again as she watched the most romantic thing she’d ever seen. The two parted, and Julie heard a faint “bye” as Ai faded away.

	Bill and Julie were alone.

	Sort of.

	Bill let go of a huge sigh, shoulders slumping. His head turned to her, his expression tired.

	“I think we now have something to talk about.”	

****

	They sat in silence.

	Bill’s eyes were on Ai, as she stood back at her spot by the tree. Her eyes were lifeless again, although he thought he caught some movement of her looking between him and Julie. Ai wasn’t that far beneath the surface…

	“What are you gonna do?”

	He turned and saw Julie looking at him. Her blue eyes, which he really hadn’t paid much attention to before, were wet with emotion. She was trying hard not to cry, and her hand once more crept over and lay on top of his. He looked down at this contact, then back at Ai.

	“I don’t know. Never have a girlfriend, that’s for sure.”

	Julie bowed her head, a few strands of her long brown hair falling to cover her face, and Bill suddenly felt like shit. He half turned and used his free hand to brush some of the hair behind her small ear, and caressed her cheek with his thumb. Her eyes came up to look at him, and he saw the tears.

	“I’m sorry… I…” He sighed, his finger now catching some of her tears. “I can’t be with anyone if it’ll hurt her.” Bill suddenly gave a chuckle. “I’d be all for having two beautiful women in my life, one an old friend, another an inhuman creature. I’m horny enough and have read enough Heinlein books to consider that a reasonable option. But…” he looked over at Ai again, “SHE would have to say it was OK, and I can’t see that happening if it means her end. Not that I’d be happy about that either.” Bill looked back down at Julie, and saw her smiling up at him, eyes shining. Tears will do that, he thought. Her free hand came up and held his against her cheek.

	“We’ll see if there’s an answer.”

	“Answer? To which question?”

	“Well,” Julie said, entwining her fingers with his in a gesture much more intimate then Bill would ever have expected, “how can you have your ghoul, and eat me too?”

****

	They talked for a good hour, stopping only to drive away smaller kids who’d occasionally come and try and use the hideout. He told her everything. Every observation he had ever made of the creatures, every word and expression Ai had used. She even pressed him on details of their encounters together. Both their faces were red as Bill described how Ai had reacted to his touches, and his release. He didn’t know what good it would do, but he almost got a thrill over boasting of his exploits. Maybe that’s why some guys did it…

	Suddenly, he looked down at his crotch in surprise, then over at Ai. He laughed, a joyous laugh.

	“What is it?” 

	Bill looked over at a confused, sexually aroused Julie and almost giggled. He pointed between his legs.

	“Ai is pissed! I’m as horny as can be, and she refuses to give me an erection! This means she has some control!” He jumped up and ran over to the creature, put his hands on either side of her insubstantial head and kissed the empty air. “I love you, Ai!” His dick suddenly burst into full hardness, trapped in his pants, and looking down he saw both her hands working on him. Looking up, Bill thought he saw a slight, sly smile on that blank face, and he grinned again. He turned his head back to Julie. “I think, for now, I shouldn’t think about how beautiful and sexy you are!”

****

	Julie closed the door to her bedroom, and threw herself on her bed. Her mind was…

	…she didn’t know what her mind was.

	Magical creatures existed!

	She had held Bill’s hand!

	She laughed, grabbed Horsey, her big stuffed frog, and hugged it tightly as she rolled around on the bed. No day had EVER been like this before!

	Julie sat up. And the day wasn’t over! She had work to do!. Letting go of Horsey, she jumped back off the bed and grabbed her laptop off of the desk, then it was back onto the bed. Lying down, she got to work searching the net.

****

	Two hours later, Julie was ready to sic her stuffed frog on the web. Maybe it would find some nice flies to eat as it rampaged around and destroyed unhelpful web sites…

	She rolled onto her back, and sighed. It should have been easy. Somewhere, somewhen, there must have been people seeing creatures like Ai. There must be people who knew about them NOW, even if they were thought to be insane, or unpublishable! (The two were in no way related, to her knowledge) But, no! She tried the occult sites, the ghost sites, new age sites… even Japanese movie sites, in the hope some of those long haired girls were based on legends that in some way applied here! Nothing!

	Her tummy growled.

	With a frustrated grunt, Julie pushed herself off of the bed and stood. She grabbed Horsey, and marched out of the room, down the hall, and into the kitchen. She saw a formerly frozen pizza on the cutting board cut in half, so grabbing a dinner plate she put the other half on it and walked into the living room. Jenny was stretched out on the couch with an empty plate on the floor next to her, watching Kiki’s Delivery Service. The 6th grader’s eyes followed her sister as Julie made her way to the bean bag chair and plopped into it.

	“I CALLED you when I made the pizza!” Julie’s mouth was full, so she just waved acknowledgment. Jenny’s eyes narrowed. “What were you DOING in there all that time?” Her sister rolled her head over towards the youngster, swallowing.

	“Stuff.”

	“Whatever.” Jenny went back to watching the movie, thinking the witch could do much better than that geek with the glasses and bad striped shirt. Speaking of which…

	“Christine saw you talking with Bill all day… ALONE. Were you doing… ‘stuff’… with him, too?”

	“Horsey attack!”

	With that, Julie picked up the green frog by one of its long legs and heaved it at her sister. With a scream Jenny rolled off the couch onto the floor, taking a pillow with her which she threw back at the attacker. Julie caught it and whipped back a return throw. The frog hit her in the face a moment later, and the two sisters fell back into their seats laughing. 

	“Stupid traitor Horsey! Bad frog!” Julie hugged the stuffed frog just so it knew how angry she was at it. She loved her frog. It had been one of her earliest toys, three feet long, half of which was legs. The rest of her stuffed animals had used it as a riding animal, hence the name. Grabbing the rest of the pizza, she went on filling her tummy.

****

	After another hour searching, Julie was ready to call it quits. She had always thought she was smart, and great at researching stuff. She may have not made it into the calculus class with Bill, but in all the other class she was always at the top. So, why couldn’t she find anything to help him?!? She closed the lid on the computer, shoved it to the side of the bed, and rolled onto her back holding Horsey. 

	She had to help Bill.

	If she didn’t help Bill… she could never hold him. Never kiss him. Never…

	She pictured Bill, lying on his bed. She was on all fours over him, just like he had said Ai had been. She could be sexier then Ai. A hand snaked down between her legs, rubbing against her white jeans as she pictured herself naked over Bill, offering one of her breasts to him. The hand moved up and undid the snaps, then went inside as the dream Julie reached a hand back and caressed Bill’s hardness. Her fingers reached her secret place the same moment he pressed up against it, his tip just entering…

	Julie shot into a sitting position, hand jerked away.

	That was it.

	That had to be it.

	OK, it might not be, but… oh, God, that could be it!

	Her heart was beating a mile a minute. It was the answer, but… could she? Could she stand aside and let… Her eyes went to the phone…

****

	“I’ll get it!”

	Betty jumped up off the couch and raced out of the room to answer the phone. Bill and his parents just looked at each other and laughed. Once the kid got her own cell phone this kind of childishness would be a thing of the past, and Bill thought he’d kind of miss it. It’s not like any of the calls Betty rushed to answer were actually for him.

	“Bill! Phone!”

	His mom gave him a questioning glance, which Bill answered with a shrug as he got to his feet and left his parents alone with the TV. He found Betty holding the phone out for him in the kitchen, a smirk on her face.

	“It’s Julie!” She made kissy sounds as he took the receiver, then just stood there to listen. Shaking his head, Bill brought it up to his ear.

	“Hello. What’s up.”

	“Bill! I have it! Maybe I have it! It might work!”

	“What might?”

	“The plan to help you and Ai!!”

	Bill looked at Betty, who was going nowhere. He sighed.

	“We have someone listening at the moment who I can’t get rid of…”

	“Wha… oh, Betty? No prob. Put the phone to her ear.” Bill did so, and waited. A moment later he saw his sister’s face turn white. With just a quick, frightened glance at her brother, she then fled the room. Bill brought the phone back up.

	“OK, what was that?”

	“Oh,” Julie laughed, “just using some of the blackmail material I have saved up. Our sisters aren’t as sneaky as they think they are.”

	“No one ever is. So… what is your evil plan?”

	“Well… OK. Have you ever heard of the idea of ‘like cures like’?” He hadn’t. “Well, it’s the theory Homeopathy uses, although Homeopathy naturally doesn’t work and is crap.”

	“So, we’re using a theory that doesn’t work to help Ai?”

	“It doesn’t work for real medicine and science. We’re dealing with magic here! It might very well be valid! But it’s not the only thing I’m basing this on. I was thinking about what you said about the two times you… um… squirted… on her.” Bill could hear the blush through the phone. “You said she had this powerful reaction to its touch, right?”

	“Yup. It was incredible!”

	“I bet,” Julie said, dryly, some jealousy coming through. “Well, anyway, if that happens just from the touch of it… what might be the result if… it’s inside her?” Bill’s eyes shot over to the nude Ai, standing next to the refrigerator. 

	“You mean…”

	“Yeah, fucking her. Don’t tell me you weren’t planning on doing that.” He could hear the emotion in her voice, and he felt as guilty as hell.

	“Well, yeah… although after today I’ve had second thoughts, but yeah it’ll probably happen if she lets it…”

	“Right. Well, my thinking is, if the danger is your first time being with some girl who isn’t Ai, what happens if your first time IS with Ai?”

	Bill was silent. Damn it… she was right. Sex with Ai would be dangerous. There was no way he could risk hurting her in any way… his eyes were still on his silent blue-grey friend when he finally replied.

	“You’re right… it would be dangerous. I can’t…”

	“No! You don’t understand! Like cures like! First time sex with me, bad! First time sex with her… maybe great!”

	Bill resisted the obvious reply that any sex would be great for him. This was too serious a topic.

	“But… WHY?”

	“I… I don’t know,” came Julie’s soft voice. He could picture her, phone in one hand, that stuffed frog held in the other. “It may be that… well, there’s magic in being someone’s first.”

	They were both quiet.

	“Are… are you OK, Julie?”

	“Yes… make love to her, Bill. Please. For us…”

	Us… 

****

	Bill closed his bedroom door. His parents and sister were still watching TV on the other side of the house. The odds of him being alone in the house anytime soon were small, so this was as good a chance as any. He looked over at Ai, who was walking over to her usual spot.

	“Ai, wait.”

	The creature paused, one bare foot raised. She lowered it and turned, and Bill slowly walked up to her. Ai’s black eyes raised up to meet his, and he could see his friend in them. He gathered his thoughts…

	“Ai… Julie thinks she knows how she can help us. How… you can stay with us forever, without fear of her.” Ai raised a ghostly hand up and touched his cheek, staying insubstantial for now. Bill raised his hand to her face in reply. “She doesn’t know what it will do… or if it will do anything. But… I trust her. She’s my oldest friend, and I want you to be her friend too. I want to try this, but only if you’re OK with it.” Bill swallowed hard.

	“Are you willing?”

	He felt her hand and face slowly become solid, cold, and soft. Her lips moved ever so slightly.

	“Friend… love… trust.”

	Bill smiled down at her. His heart was ready to explode.

	“Go lie down on the bed, Ai.”

	As she turned and slowly climbed onto the bed, Bill removed his clothing and let them fall to the floor. The sight of her crawling on all fours away from him was incredibly sexy, and when she reached the pillows and rolled onto her back he shook his head to clear it and climbed up next to her. 

	Bill let his eyes take in her body… the soft skin, the dark blue scales on her stomach and down between her legs… he took his hand and gently touched her above the belly button, and found the scales were like soft fingernails. He ran the hand up over her breasts, making Ai moan, then he down the trail of scales until he reached her secret place. The opening was surrounded by softer scales on either side, and a trickle of thick, cold liquid was coming out. It was warmer than her skin, but not by much. Ai’s hips moved as his fingers played with her, and Bill lowered his lips to kiss her. Ai’s hands began caressing his arms and chest as she moaned into his mouth.

	It was time.

	Ai’s eyes watched as Bill got between her legs. His cock was as hard as it had ever been, and he was shaking with excitement, and fear. His face was above her, and he looked deep into the blackness of her eyes.

	“I love you, Ai.”

	“Love… Bill.”

	He moved his hips forward, and as soon as the tip felt the cold wetness, it was almost as if it was guided into its home. Bill’s mouth opened in shocked awe as Ai’s legs crossed behind him and almost pulled Bill completely into her. He looked down at the face of his love, and her eyes were as wide as his. They were joined. His fire was inside her ice. Slowly, he pulled back and began thrusting. 

	“Oh… God…”

	The feelings were incredible. Never… he never wanted to stop. He never wanted to leave her. Ai’s hands came up and gripped his body, and he saw her breasts heaving. Her hips and legs timed their thrusts to increase his speed. He wasn’t going to last long… nothing… nothing had ever prepared him for the pure pleasure coursing through his body where they were joined. It was… it was heaven.

	Suddenly…

	He happened to be looking down when the first exquisite jolt shot out of his cock. At the same time his system almost overloaded at the pleasure, he saw… actually saw! a pulse of power shoot into Ai and travel up her body under her skin. Ai’s body tensed almost ridged, her back bowed, legs locked behind his ass, her eyes wide and unseeing and her mouth open in a silent scream. Another pulse… and another… each shot out of his cock and into her, flowing into the rest of her body.

	And another…

	And another…

	It wasn’t stopping.

	What was left of Bill’s mind tried to comprehend what was going on. Jolt after jolt of pure pleasure was rocking him, and he felt himself getting weaker and weaker as if…

	… as if Ai was draining him.

	He tried to pull out, but her legs were locked behind him. He tried to say something, but nothing worked. Nothing. He was… he was going to...

	Bill stopped struggling.

	He was saving Ai…

	There was one final blast. The instant it left him, his cock went soft. His fading mind could see it travel straight up her body, between her breasts, up the neck, and into…

	She screamed.

	“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”

	Ai’s legs snapped open, and Bill was almost thrown back onto the mattress. The piercing sound seemed to snap his mind awake, and although he had almost no strength the sight of her in such agony sent a surge of adrenaline through him. He was up sitting next to her in an instant, trying to draw her head up into his lap. After five seconds she stopped screaming, and Bill could hear confused sounds from the other side of the house. He looked down at her…

	Ai’s eyes were darting around, uncertain. Her hands were waving around in an unthinking search, and when they found him they grabbed on with an icy grip. Her breathing was rapid, breasts heaving. Bill could think of nothing to do but try and calm her.

	“Shhh…. hush… it’ll be OK… I’m sorry, Ai… I’m so sorry…” He heard his name yelled from down below. It was near the stairs. “Ai, would you feel better if you faded back? You can go if you need too…”

	Her eyes stilled for a moment, and her breathing calmed. As the sound of people coming up the steps quickly came to him, Bill relaxed. Then Ai turned her face up to him, her expression one of fear, wonder… and hope.

	“Can not… go?” She pulled herself up, almost sitting in his lap. Her black eyes were wide, excited. “Am here!”

****

	The bedroom door burst open, and Bill’s dad took three quick steps into the room ready for anything. Mom followed a step behind, with Betty trailing. All three skidded to a halt.

	Before them, on top of the quilt his Grandmother had made, sat a naked Bill. In his lap sat… a creature. A girl. Black hair framed a face of exquisite beauty, and her nude bluish body clung to Bill in fright. Its black eyes trembled.

	“What the…” Dad tried to comprehend the scene, but couldn’t. Bill, wanting to calm them, started stroking Ai’s hair.

	“Mom, Dad… this… this is a friend of mine. Ai.”

	There was silence.

	Then Betty, with an insight that only little sisters possess, suddenly comprehended the truly important fact this scene was telling her:

	“Oh, man, Julie is going to be PISSED!”

****

Next story: The Flesh is Strong

Edited by SciFi Nut

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