St Doria's School for Boys Girls: Chance Encounter

Unending BE - episode 829445

It took a moment for Alec's mind to register just what it was she was looking at. The mere sight of her beloved shirtless had left her in a state of slack jawed numbness, but before long she recovered and reached out with trembling hands to grab hold of the bare breasts in front of her. Big, beautiful bare bouncy breasts boldly and brilliantly beckoning, begging to be brushed...

She was alliterating again. Stop it Alec, she told herself. You only do that when you're nervous. Then again, who wouldn't be nervous while fondling these massive knockers?

"Having fun?" 'Frank' said. Alec looked up to see him... No, her smirking down at her. Looking up at her now, Alec could hardly believe she'd ever thought this was a boy. How could she have kept these mountains hidden under that uniform? The tape must have hurt like hell, and besides that keeping these tits undercover was a virtual crime. No wonder 'Frank' had broken out into laughter! What were the odds that she would room with the only other girl on campus?

Indeed, those odds were not at all likely... Though less likely was what had actually occured... Not that Alec knew that as she eagerly teased her roomie's nipple with her tongue. All she knew was that this must surely be what love felt like, and she had no intention of wasting even a single second longer in showing just how she felt.

Suddenly, she felt herself being thrown onto the bed and her heart made a damn fine effort of pounding out through her chest.

"Why don't you let Francis help you out?" Francis said, moments before crashing down and capturing Alec in a kiss. Their bodies pressed together, and Alec was all too eager to return the kiss with every single bit the same passion it was given. Her and Francis would help one another to keep their secret, help each other relieve this sexual tension, help each other... Help...

A key turned in Alec's mind, and suddenly things made a great deal more sense. Francis had just said the word that supposedly triggered her curse... She traced a line around Francis' bosom, and to her lack of surprise found it bigger still than it had been when she'd groped it earlier! But then that would have to mean that... This feeling wasn't real! It was all a part of that same curse she'd come her to avoid, and she'd wound up falling right into it headfirst at the very first day!

Alec considered all of this, uncertain of just how to feel about this turn of events. Her emotions were in rapid turmoil, knowing that neither of them had any choice in the matter of how they felt! This wasn't real love, wasn't real lust, none of this was real! With the way they were lying on the bed just now, wrapped up in each other's arms, Alec saw little alternative but to say... Fuck it. She could live with herself if this is the way the curse made her feel. When they were done and back to their normal selves, she'd have to lay down a few ground rules to prevent any inconveniences cropping up in future, but for now Alec fully intended to just lie back and enjoy herself.

"Didn't I tell you?" Kevin smugly nudged Patrick with her elbow. "There's something weird about that statue, and -"

"Oh dear oh dear!" the suddenly pale Patrick blurted out rather a bit too quickly. He clasped the back of his hand to his forehead and made a big show out of checking his pulse in the same swift motion, collapsing dramatically on his bed. "Oh, but I truly must be unwell! My heart is racing, my head pounding!"

Sure, fine. His heart was pounding. Probably that part was true, but only because Patrick was blatantly lying through his teeth. Anill prepared lie at that, likely brought on by some considerable shock. Unlikely to be the statue, because why lie about that? Unless he knew something about it... No, forget the statue. It was almost certainly that cute boy with the impish smile, waving up at the window.

"Say, you wouldn't know that boy would you?" she casually asked. The sudden seeming lack of blood in his face even as it shook from side to side was all the answer needed. "Either way, it looks like he's coming up. Seems to be counting the windows."

"Ah, terribly sorry!" Patrick leaped out of bed, standing tall and straight instantly. He began walking towards the door in a surprisingly swift, robotic manner. "I just remembered I have to be.. elsewhere!"

"Oh, but if you're feeling unwell you should surely rest in bed!" Kevin insisted, interposing herself in front of the door.

"Eek! Uh, yes that is a good point! In which case we should not allow visitors either! None at all!"

"Nonsense!" Kevin's eyes were gleaming now. This was far too much fun! "Nothing makes a sick person feel better than a nice and friendly visit!"

Whatever counter argument Patrick was reaching for, it became quite the moot point. There was a knock at the door, and with far too much eagerness - perhaps revenge for the earlier attempt at a forced medical examination? - threw open the door and gave an exaggerated bow. "Welcome sir! Patrick has been expecting you."

"Patrick," the short, brown haired boy said, his lips twitching a little into a playful laugh. He peered past Kevin into the room, where Patrick was making a rather poor attempt at keeping himself hidden. "Oh, I thought it was you! Hello Patrick! How are you doing, Patrick? It must have been about five years since you last saw your cousin Reggie, right? Ah! That's me by the way. Pleasure to meet you."

"Likewise," Kevin replied, flashing Reggie her most charming smile before guiding him in. "Isn't this a happy reunion?" He said, leaning against the wall as Reggie approaced the still nervous Patrick. "But tell me, why haven't you seen one another in the last five years? Ah! Terribly sorry, forgive my curiousity."

"No, not at all!" Reggie replied, not taking her eyes off Patrick for a moment. Poor boy was withering under that stare... "It's nothing too much to talk about. My family movied away when my dad got transferred to a new laboratory."

"Laboratory?"

"Uncle Ian is one of the top researches for Medical Unlimited," Patrick explained. "You must have heard of them?"

Oh, Kevin certainly had... Her mother had once done an expose on that particular company. It was a scandal, and her coverage of it made her career... Though on camera she was always careful to wear a carefully crafted disguise meant to keep her true identity hidden, even to people that watched news religiously. How else could she operate undercover time and again? Not that she said any of this. Instead she simply gave a polite nod and a smile, before saying "Then I suppose the two of you drifted apart following that? It is a little strange you would not meet at family functions. Birthdays, weddings, funerals..."

"Mom and dad never had the time for that kind of thing. They were always just a little too busy to visit family. Isn't that such a shame Patrick?"

"And yet, here you are at St Dorias! What a tremendous coincidence. I don't want to be a third wheel, so! Why don't the two of you catch up while I'm gone?"

Actually, there was nothing Kevin wanted more than to stay behind and listen to the two of them. Discover why Patrick was so nervous, pry that shell open and devour the obviously juicy secrets within... But if one thing was obvious, they weren't likely to spill the beans while someone else was around. It was bizarre! Patrick was nervous as hell, while Reggie seemed tremendously amused by something! Oh, but when she got her roomie alone, she'd just have to interrrogate him and find out the truth! For now, she'd have to contend herself with a different mystery... Namely, that transforming statue.

Reggie leaned against the glass, staring down at Kevin as he examined the statue.From seemingly nowhere, he pulled out pencil and pad of paper, measuring tapes, took photos of it with his phone... After a moment she turned back to her nervous cousin, who was now sitting on the bed.

"You lucky girl!" Reggie smirked. "Getting to live with him for a whole year..."

"I thought you only had eyes for your brother!" Patrick shot back.

Reggie shrugged. "Doesn't mean I can't recognise other guys as hot. Sure, he's no Nate but who is? I'm sure any other girl would be jumping for joy to be in such close quarters with a nice, cute young man like -"

"I'm not a!" Patrick began to yell, leaping to his feet. "I'm not a girl!" he whispered.

"Fine, play it that way!" Reggie said, folding her arms and giving a rather evil looking smile to Patrick. "But I think you need to be aware of a little thing called mutually assured destruction. Because that is the situation we're in at the moment. I mean, if you were to blab about me being a girl, I'd do the same with you and we'd both be kicked out... And vice versa. More beneficial if we both keep quiet. Got it?"

"... I suppose..." Patrick reluctantly agreed.

"Good! We should probably tell Nate you're here too, so the three of us can more effectively cover our tracks."

"Nate's here too!" Patrick declared, then stopped a moment, blinked and scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Oh. Actually, that makes perfect sense. Why else would you sneak into an all boy's school like this? I'm surprised you didn't blackmail me into helping you nail him, come to think."

"Pft, no way! Why would I do a thing like that? You'd figure out the mutually assured destruction thing eventually, and there goes my bargaining chip! No, it's better if we co-operate."

"I remember your kind of co-operation from when we were children," Patrick warned.

"No, no! You'll like this! It's easy. I'll get you and Kevin dear together, you help me with Nate! Simple, yes?"

Watching Patrick gawping like a goldfish, desperately trying to think of something to say was simply too amusing for Reggie to interrupt. She knew her cousin would come around sooner or later.

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Lumitiel

Sun Dec 04 05:12:36 2011

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