7 comments/ 27216 views/ 13 favorites Dawn's Very Special Halloween Party By: TE999 Brushing a stray lock of ash blonde hair from her luminous blue eyes, Dawn Swenson stamped and sealed the last of twenty envelopes containing invitations to her Halloween party and sat back with a sigh. She would have much preferred e-mailing or texting her invitees, but Mother had insisted that she send invitations. That is what proper young ladies did when they were giving a party. Mother had become so formal and stuffy since Father was making all that money in the commodities market. Dawn didn't quite understand what he did at his computer for hours on end, but when they had moved to this big house and she could have anything she asked for, it was wonderful and at the same time rather boring. Maybe her party would enliven things a bit. Riffling through the envelopes for a final check before mailing them, she saw one name that made her feel warm inside; Willow MacDougall. Willow was a transfer from a university in the Midwest and had already caused a stir on the normally tranquil campus of Featherstone College. Tall and well proportioned, her tanned skin, flaming red tresses and penchant for wearing provocative clothing were as a flame to the student moths that flocked to her. Willow's expressive green eyes seemed to look into your very soul and she appeared to be interested in whatever anyone said to her no matter how trivial. When she spoke, the melodic contralto issuing from between her full, red lips and shining white teeth made men's hearts race and women shiver like puppies having their ears scratched, Everyone she met was captivated and all felt as if they belonged to her alone. Inexplicably, all requests for dates to have dinner or go to a movie were politely and firmly refused causing the person making them feel almost apologetic for asking. In class, the professors idolized her as a perfect student who was quick with an answer and turned her papers in on time. She was neither aloof towards, nor dismissive of, her entourage on campus, yet when the day was over she simply melted away into the gathering dusk. Her parents, who were seen occasionally, had purchased an unassuming two story brick house on the edge of town; conducting all their business by e-mail, texting and fax through an intermediary. It was quite odd to say the least. Of all the persons she'd invited, Dawn wanted Willow to attend most of all. The pretty, mysterious girl intrigued her so and she wondered if she would, in fact, appear. *** Dawn parked her yellow Camaro in the student lot, shouldered her laptop carryall and set out for her first class. She heard before she saw the gaggle of Willow's acolytes talking all at once. The red haired beauty strolled along the sidewalk as if she was alone instead of in a crowd of fawning women. From time to time she would reply to one of them, seemingly keeping track of the many items under discussion swirling around her. As the group approached, Dawn stepped off the sidewalk to let them pass. Willow stopped and looked at her as green eyes met blue and Dawn suddenly felt as if she had known the girl forever. They stared at one another for several seconds, the crowd of young women falling silent, and then Willow said "Hello Dawn, nice to meet you," and offered her hand to shake. "Uh ... Hi Willow ... nice to meet you too," Dawn replied. When their hands met, Willows was soft and warm as it clasped Dawn's, sending a thrill through the pretty girl. They stood transfixed for what seemed to be an age, locked in place by the contact of their eyes and hands until Willow softly released her grip and said "I received your party invitation this morning, Dawn. It is awfully sweet of you to invite me. I would love to come." Dawn was stunned. "Ahh ... That's great, Willow. I'm looking forward to seeing you there. It's going to be fun." "I'm sure it will be," she replied in her soft contralto, "Bye, Dawn." Then she was gone, her followers trailing in her wake and conversing in hushed tones about what they had witnessed. A bemused Dawn remained standing on the grass, palm tingling from Willow's touch. Her day passed quickly, the thought ever present in her mind 'Willow's coming to my party. She's coming to my party; my party, mine'. *** Halloween night arrived clear and cool; the evening breeze rustling the ghosts, skeletons, witches and orange and black crepe paper that festooned the living room. At first, Dawn had intended to keep things simple, a few decorations, punch and cookies, speakers plugged into her mp3 player for music, but her mother had thought otherwise. When her guests arrived, they were met by a cackling trio of witches and a black cat with glowing eyes on the lawn. A four piece band was situated in one corner of the cavernous living room and tables of catered foodstuffs and sweet treats lined one wall. Dawn was radiant as she greeted her guests dressed as an angel complete with wings and a halo. She had wanted the costume the moment she had seen it in the party supply store and when she tried on the flowing white robe it fit perfectly. The wings were mounted on a harness concealed under the robe, while the halo was a battery powered LED. Her teased and curled blonde hair spilling over the robe's collar completed the illusion perfectly. One by one, Frankenstein's monster, Dracula, The Wolf Man, The Mummy, Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, a French maid, a southern belle, ghouls, ghosts, witches and others joined the party. Dawn saw that one person was conspicuously absent; Willow. 'I guess she decided not to come after all' she thought sadly. After everyone had sampled the drinks and snacks, the band struck up their version of a popular tune and everyone began to dance. Dawn danced and chatted with her guests, but she was sad that Willow hadn't come. What was it about that girl, anyway? They had just met and yet she felt she'd known her forever. Moreover, she was attracted to her and she'd never thought about girls that way before. Maybe it was her mysterious attitude that was intriguing. No matter, she was going to have fun anyway. Then the front door opened and a sultry voice said "I'm sorry I'm so late, but I was detained." Willow stood in the doorway, the breeze ruffling her flowing red hair and the room fell silent. It was as if the Devil himself had joined the party. She was dressed in a crimson leotard with sharp black horns on her forehead and a barbed tail swaying behind her. Her hands and feet ended in ebony claws and the lovely smile on her crimson face was both welcoming and sensual. She saw Dawn and strode over to her, the other guests moving aside as they stared and whispered among themselves. "I'm so sorry I'm late Dawn," Willow said, her voice sending a thrill along the pretty girl's spine. "I didn't want to miss your party." "I'm so glad you could come, Willow," Dawn replied, tentatively reaching for the girl's clawed hand that was offered to her. She clasped it and it was if the claws weren't there, only the girl's warm palm. They smiled as green and blue eyes met and held and Dawn felt herself getting wet. She was barefoot and naked under the robe as she knew her costume would be uncomfortably warm for dancing. Until that moment she hadn't considered her nudity, but under Willow's piercing gaze she felt vulnerable and aroused. Willow's costume left nothing to the imagination. It fit her as a second skin, her firm breasts with stiff nipples riding high on her chest and a prominent cleft in the bump of her labia between her shapely thighs. The horns, claws and tail seemed real, especially the tail, which twitched as if a part of her. Dawn saw that Willow's eyes alternated from deep green to smoky red, with obsidian pupils that glittered in the lights. She felt no fear, only a growing desire to hug the girl. "W ... would you like something to drink?" Dawn said shakily, breaking the spell. "Yes, I would like that," Willow purred. They walked to the serving table and, as if a switch was thrown, the party continued. Dawn felt as if she and Willow were encased in some invisible bubble as the noise of the party was dim in her ears and no one took any further interest in them. "I'm so glad you could come," Dawn said happily, sipping her cup of rum punch. "I was ... detained," Willow replied. "My parents had urgent business elsewhere and I needed to see them off." "An important business meeting, no doubt," Dawn said, nodding. "Father is always busy with his work and Mother has her many activities. I spend much of my time alone." "Yes, business," Willow said with a melodic laugh that made Dawn's heart beat faster. They chatted for several minutes, and then Willow said "Would you like to dance?" Dawn nodded and Willow took her hand and led her to the dance floor. She hadn't danced with a girl before, yet it seemed so right with Willow. As they swirled about the floor, the other dancers were swept away to let them pass. No one seemed the least bit interested that the women were dancing together, much less that their hostess' partner was the most popular girl on campus. After several numbers, the band took a break and the guests began talking among themselves. "You're a wonderful dancer," Dawn said to Willow as they walked hand in hand to get a drink, "I could hardly keep up with you." "You did quite well," Willow replied, giving Dawn's hand a squeeze, "Most guys won't ask me to dance a second time, I think I wear them out," and she laughed again and Dawn laughed with her. When the clock in the hall struck twelve, everyone raised their glasses to toast the witching hour. Dawn and Willow stood together with their arms around the others waist, then turned their heads and kissed. Dawn had never kissed a girl before, but Willow's lips were warm and soft and her tongue flicked against Dawn's before they parted. Her head was spinning; what was happening to her, she had never felt this way about a person of her own sex, yet Willow was captivating and her eyes spoke of pleasures untold that were hers for the asking. The remainder of the party was a whirlwind of dancing, plying each other with little treats and laughing at silly things the other guests were doing. No one appeared to mind that the pretty girls kept to themselves. They were there, yet not there, as if they were ghosts at a masked ball in a gloomy old castle. At two in the morning the party ended. The band packing up their instruments and the guests leaving, thanking their hostess for a wonderful time, wishing each other a happy Halloween and patting the cat goodbye until Dawn and Willow were left standing and waving in the doorway. "I had such a wonderful time tonight," Dawn said, resting her head on Willow's shoulder, "I'm so glad you came." "So am I," Willow replied, running her claws through Dawn's blonde hair. "Do you have to leave?" "Do you want me to?" "Please don't." "Do you want to go upstairs?" "Oh, yes." They went hand in hand up the circular staircase, Willows clawed feet clicking on the marble steps, her hand caressing Dawn's back, making her tremble. *** Dawn's bedroom was dimly lit by battery operated candles on her windowsill and dresser. When she moved to turn on the lights, Willow stopped her saying "No, you're beautiful in this light." When they embraced and shared a passionate kiss, Dawn could feel the warmth of Willow's body through her robe. Willow began to purr like a kitten as their open mouthed kisses became intense and precum began trickling down Dawn's silky thighs. "Take off your robe," Willow said huskily, "I want to feel you against me." The garment fell to the floor and Dawn was startled to feel warm flesh against her own; Willow was not wearing a costume, but Dawn no longer cared. Willow gently walked her back, still kissing her until they bumped against the mattress. Dawn threw the comforter back and they climbed in, embraced and began kissing again. Dawn felt something brushing against her ankles; it was Willow's tail switching about. 'She's not human' passed through Dawn's mind and then Willow's hand was caressing her soaked pussy and all thoughts left her in a rush of desire. She gasped as Willow rolled her on her back and began kissing the hollow of her throat, looming over her on all fours like some feral creature about to devour it's helpless prey. Dawn found it difficult to breathe as her lovers warm lips and soft tongue captured a stiff nipple and began to suck and lick avidly. Her nerves hummed as the sensation went directly to her now sopping pussy and she moaned in delight as Willow's mouth found her other nipple and gave it the same attention. Dawn knew she could cum just from having her nipples sucked by this amazing girl. Willow's lips traveled down the young girl's body, pausing to swirl her tongue around in her navel, and then her breath was warm on Dawn's throbbing pussy as she captured the young girl's labial lips in her warm mouth and began to lick furiously between them. A gasping moan escaped Dawn's open mouth as the sensation of being eaten by this mysterious creature overwhelmed her and she bent her knees and lifted her hips begging for more and more. The sensation of Willows slippery tongue exploring deep inside her sent shocks and thrills through her body and she swiveled her hips, mewing in sweet agony. An orgasm suddenly rose within her, coursing along every nerve and when Willow's mouth captured her pink, throbbing pearl and began to suck it, Dawn screamed with joy and her mind burst into a thousand pieces. Willows greedy mouth was unrelenting as she brought Dawn to another orgasm and another until the girl lay still on the bed, gasping for breath. Willow kissed her inner thighs tenderly, then crawled up Dawn's shivering body and held her close, crooning deep in her throat. Dawn's blue eyes fluttered open and met the smoky red gaze of her lover smiling down at her. "That was incredible," Dawn said, "I've never felt anything like that in my life. I love you, Willow. I feel so complete with you." Willow chuckled, her eyes glowing with an inner fire, and kissed Dawn's nose. "I could tell you liked what I was doing to you," she said playfully. "I want to please you," Dawn continued, "But I don't know what to do. Please show me." Willow rolled on her back, raised her knees and spread her legs, her fleshy pussy lips glistening in the candle light. "Taste me, my love. Taste me and you will know how to please me." Dawn crawled between her lover's silken thighs, lay down with her face inches from Willow's pussy and inhaled deeply of the scent of an aroused female. Her tongue slid across her lips and a hunger rose within her to fill her mouth with this woman's most intimate flesh and drink deeply from the well of her desire. She pressed her mouth into the fleshy folds and began to lick as fast and as far as her tongue could go. When the tangy fluids filled her mouth her mind succumbed to her desire to pleasure this amazing woman as many times as possible. Willow gasped and moaned as her lover ate her out as if she was a banquet and Dawn was starving. Clawed feet and hands ripped the sheets to ribbons as she thrust her pussy hard against Dawn's devouring mouth. Dawn licked and sucked Willow's soaked pussy until her jaw ached and her tongue was numb. She gulped and swallowed the flood of her lover's juices, reveling in the girl's moans and shrieks until Willows back arched, her tail flailing beneath her and she gave herself over to a spine twisting orgasm with an agonized scream. Dawn continued to suck and nibble her lover's clit until Willow climaxed twice more, then gasped and fell back exhausted. Dawn lifted her head from her lover's foaming cunt; her face smeared with delicious pussy juices, then slid up the girl's body and embraced her. Willows eyes were open but unfocused as she gasped for air. Dawn's heart pounded as she knew she had given this magnificent woman such incredible pleasure and she had done it so skillfully that it had reduced Willow to a state of near collapse. As if reading her mind, Willow said in a deeper and more resonant voice "We have had centuries of practice in pleasuring each other, my love, and oh so many more times await us." "I don't understand," Dawn said, bewildered and frightened, "What do you mean Willow? How can we have existed for centuries? Who are you? What are you?" "Look at me," Willow said gently, "Look in my eyes my dear one and remember ...remember." Dawn stared into her lover's eyes as she was drawn into their glittering pools and everything came flooding back ... *** The battle raged unceasingly over the desolate landscape below. None of the combatants cared when it had begun or if it would ever end. All that mattered was that the enemy must be defeated or all would be lost. Streaks and blurs of gold and red swirled and slashed and fought and fell in a macabre aerial dance of unreasoning hatred. The fallen littered the ground below; golden bodies with white wings and dark red bodies with leathery wings lay everywhere in bloody heaps. Warriors together in a death that was not death, but a temporary cessation of movement until they rose and fought again, for death was not an option in this endless conflict. Orientis parried a blow from an obsidian sword wielded by a scarlet opponent and struck back with her own flaming blade. Her blow was deflected by an onyx buckler and she blocked the return thrust with her golden shield. Engrossed in their battle, the beings spiraled slowly towards the ground until Orientis was struck by the enemy's blade, taking a crushing blow to her shoulder and sword arm. She crashed to the ground and lay still; her opponent hooting in triumph as she soared back into the sky. "She must think me dead," Orientis murmured, her body throbbing from the impact. Looking about she saw a tumble of massive rocks forming a cave that could be a sanctuary until she could heal and rise to fight again. Pain shot through her as she stumbled towards the cave, expecting any moment to be felled by a swooping enemy, until she was in darkness and for the moment, safe. She lay in agony for a time, and then heard a sobbing cry of pain from farther back in the cave. Curious, she hobbled toward the sound and stumbled over a body. She staggered back as a flame blossomed in midair, revealing the crimson body of an enemy that shivered and gasped "Please kill me." The crimson warrior had a gaping wound between her breasts from her neck to her thighs and one wing was badly torn. It's green eyes opened and fixed on Orientis' blue ones; in that instant a strange yet comforting feeling arose in Orientis' mind; compassion. She knelt beside her enemy's body and favoring her wounded arm gently drew the jagged edges of the wound together, the crimson skin closing as the wound healed, she did the same to the being's leathery wing and sat back on her heels. Her training, her conditioning, her beliefs, urged her to kill this enemy, but she ignored it. 'All life should be treasured' a gentle voice said in her mind. The warrior raised herself to a sitting position, wrapping leathery wings about her like a cloak. "What is your name?" she said. "Why did you not kill me while I was defenseless?" "My name is Orientis. I know not why I spared your life. It goes against all I have ever known, yet when I saw your injuries I felt that I must help. What is your name?" "My name is Caligo." She paused, new thoughts swirling in her mind. "I thank you. I have never known mercy until this moment." They sat silently for a while, studying each other by the light of the flickering flame. Neither had ever seen an opponent like this before; so close and so vulnerable. Seeing Orientis grimace, Caligo said "Your arm is hurt. Are you in pain?" "Yes, but it is bearable." Dawn's Very Special Halloween Party "May I touch you?" "You may." Caligo stroked Orientis' shattered arm with both hands, claws retracting as she worked, feeling the shattered bone knitting together under her touch. The beings skin felt soft and warm, gleaming gold in the fire light. "How does your arm feel now?" Orientis flexed it gingerly. "It is healed. Why did you do that?" "I don't know. I felt I must help you as you helped me." "We have healed each other, how is this possible?" "We have never tried before. Once our wounded fall, we are told to leave them to rise again after enduring pain and suffering." "It is the same with ours; we are taught that pain and suffering is necessary in order to gain redemption." "What is this redemption?" "I don't know. I have never found it. Why do you fight us?" "We fight to regain the Kingdom." "What is the kingdom?" "A place from which we were cast down, why do you fight us?" "We protect the sacred realm." "Why is this realm of yours sacred?" "I do not know, only that it is. What of this kingdom you seek to regain?" "It is bright and beautiful, thus we must fight to regain it." They sat quietly again, staring at each other. Orientis finally smiled and Caligo smiled back. A thought crept into her mind 'This golden being is beautiful'. Orientis was having the same thoughts 'How beautiful she looks in the firelight', "What do all these things we fight for mean exactly?" Caligo said. "I'm not sure, only that we are in the right to fight for them." "Why do we fight each other for things we don't understand?" Orientis sighed, "I am realizing there is so much we do not understand, yet we fight each other without question." "Until now," Caligo replied and they smiled at each other again. Slowly they moved closer until their shoulders touched, their wings furled behind them against the rock wall. "I like this not fighting," Orientis said, "Being here with you is much better." "I agree," Caligo replied, "It is ... comfortable being with you." They sat looking absently at the dancing flame above them, and then Orientis spoke "Your skin is quite soft, as soft as mine. We are much alike you and I." Caligo laughed "Truly we are, except that you have no horns and I have no aura about my head, my hands and feet are clawed, yours are not, I have a tail, you do not, our wings are of two shapes, our skin color is different and yet our bodies are the same." "You have fangs, too," Orientis said, smiling. "Hee, hee, I forgot about them." "They're beautiful, you're beautiful." "As you are to me, it is unfortunate we never stop fighting long enough to see our resemblance." "We must be the first to do so. I have never heard otherwise. The All Seeing must have chosen us for some reason." "The Mighty One you mean, but I agree, we have been chosen for some higher purpose." Another period of silence followed. There was much to think about. "I do not wish to fight any longer," Caligo said. "I want to stay here with you." "I feel the same," Orientis said, "May I hold you?" "I would like that," Caligo replied. When their bodies made contact, a shiver of desire passed through them and their minds reeled; there were so many new feelings to experience. Caligo caressed Orientis' face and she licked her hand. Orientis nuzzled Caligo's neck and the being sighed with delight. They caressed each other as their lips met in a kiss. The beings were experiencing affection and pleasure for the first time and quite overwhelmed by the sensations. Their kisses became more ardent, their caresses more bold and intimate until Orientis lay back, drawing Caligo into an embrace on the cave floor. Legs entwined, they rubbed their bodies together, Caligo's tail lashing the air. "I have never felt like this," Caligo murmured between kisses, "Your body feels so wonderful against mine." "This is truly amazing," Orientis replied, "Your skin is so warm and soft." "I am so wet between my legs, my darling, would you touch me there?" "Touch me there as well, dear Caligo." Soft hands found slippery labial lips, probing fingers parted them and slipped inside causing the pink flesh to quiver, thumbs found fleshy pearls and began to rub them. The beings gasped and moaned as they finger fucked each other harder and harder, kissing and writhing, firm breasts and stiff nipples rubbing together until they felt as if they would explode. They screamed with joy as orgasms burned along their every nerve. Consumed with desire, they continued fucking, cumming again and again, riding waves of ecstasy until they were spent. Wrapping their wings around them, they cuddled breathless and happy. They lay together for a long time, enraptured by the feelings of contentment suffusing them. When they regained their strength, their desire for one another ran wild as they discovered many more ways to enjoy each other; licking, kissing, nibbling, fingering, rubbing, fingers and lips pleasuring every hole and every inch of pink flesh, grinding their soaked pussies together, panting and whimpering, having spine twisting orgasms until weariness overtook them at last and they snuggled together in a haze of sexual bliss. Caligo sighed, "I want to leave this cave, this war, this endless fighting; I want only to be with you." "As do I, with all my heart," Orientis murmured, "Where shall we go, my love?" "What does it matter as long as we are together?" "I agree, let us be on our way." *** When they emerged from their sanctuary, the dancing flame that had illuminated their love nest darted into Caligo's crimson locks and disappeared. While the endless war raged above them, they embraced and watched the flurry of combat pondering where to go next. Abruptly, two figures descended from the maelstrom above and landed before them with a booming rush of mighty wings. The golden and crimson beings were much taller and more muscular than Orientis and Caligo. They scowled at the lovers, and then the crimson one roared "Why are you together in such a manner? Why are you not fighting?" "We refuse to fight because we love each another," Orientis replied, "We want to live in peace." "We will not continue this senseless battle," Caligo continued, her tail curling protectively around Orientis' shoulders, "Will you show us how we may leave?" Their inquisitors looked at each other in bafflement. "What is this love of which you speak?" the golden one thundered. "No one has ever left the battle before. It is the very reason for existence; it is the power of good against the power of evil. It has always been and will ever be so." "I do not think she is evil or my enemy," Orientis said, firmly. "I love her and I only wish to be with her." "We will fight no more," Caligo continued, "Orientis is my world now and I am hers. We live for each other, not for an unexplained goals that are seemingly impossible to attain." The giants were silent, contemplating this unusual turn of events. Finally the scarlet one said "So be it. If you no longer wish to fight to achieve our destiny, then you are of no further use to us." The golden one made a sweeping gesture and the lovers felt a sharp pain in their heads. "You now have control of a portal that will transport you through dimensions and time lines, but know that you are banished and may never return!" At that moment a glowing oval appeared before them. "Let us go before they decide otherwise," Orientis said. They sprang into it and vanished as the giants soared back into the sky to continue the endless battle. *** Through an eternity of time streams and dimensions the lovers roamed; laughing and playing; enjoying each day and making love whenever they desired. They encountered many worlds in their travels, some barren and lifeless, some populated with strange beings; some friendly, some malevolent, some kind, some cruel, some feared them and fled, others remained to worship them as gods. They politely refused all entreaties to remain, preferring to wanderer through the dimensions unencumbered. Following their first tentative dimensional jumps, the lovers realized it felt odd not to be carrying a weapon. Searching among the time lines, they found a master smith that crafted for them broadswords of the finest chromium steel annealed with pure silver and diamond dust. These they carried in a leather scabbard hung from a belt about their waists. Then came the day when their weapons were put to the ultimate test. An immense creature sprang at them from a rift in the space-time continuum. It was a nightmare of claws, razor sharp fangs, a scaly body, pillar-like legs, a spiked tail and a row of yellow, unblinking eyes that gleamed with an all-consuming hatred. Reacting in an instant, they fought the ravening and seemingly invulnerable beast for hours until, grievously wounded and tiring; they had all but resigned themselves to dying together in battle. Then, by chance, Caligo's sword sliced through one of several protuberant clusters of spongy flesh above the creatures eyes and it uttered a piercing shriek of pain. Drawing upon their last reserves of strength, they leapt nimbly away from the snapping jaws as they slashed again and again at the sensitive flesh until the creature spurted gouts of yellow blood from its mouth and reared back on it's hind legs, forelegs pawing blindly at the air. Desperately, they swung their blades again and again at its soft underbelly opening enormous gashes from which its slimy entrails gushed out onto the ground; the foul stench nearly choking them. It gave a final despairing roar and thundered to the ground, dead. Hearing the sounds of the battle, the feline-like inhabitants of a nearby village had appeared and watched in fascination as the scarlet and golden beings fought the monster. 'Are they gods?' they wondered. It was obvious they were in no way like them. They had no fur, wore no garments and what hair they had was on their heads which flew about as they hacked and slashed at their hideous foe. Caligo and Orientis were severely wounded and weary as they dragged themselves into the shade of a towering fern to recover. When they had healed each other and rested, they began a detailed examination of the corpse, again under the curious gaze of the feline beings who dared not approach them. Given its abrupt appearance from a dimensional portal, they had good reason to assume it was sent after them from their own dimension. It would appear that exile was no longer punishment enough for their refusal to fight; now they must die. Seeking to avoid future attacks, which they knew would continue now that the creature had failed in its mission; they traveled through countless time lines seeking a place to hide. At long last they happened upon a world off the beaten path where the inhabitants more closely resembled them and they decided to conceal themselves there. Placing their bodies in a chamber they had carved amidst tons of rock, their minds traveled about seeking suitable vessels for concealment until the threat had diminished. Finally, they found two pre-adolescent girls that seemed suitable and sank gratefully into their minds. As the fates would have it, the girls they had chosen possessed strong identities of their own that promptly overwhelmed their intruders, rendering them inert. Years passed and the girls matured into college bound young women; unaware of the slumbering intellects riding with them. If not for a freak accident, the minds of Orientis and Caligo would have remained in stasis until the women died and in all probability would have died with them, their physical forms remaining entombed for eternity. Willow MacDougall was injured when her car spun out on a wet road and struck a tree. Her air bag and seat belt saved her life, but her head struck the door pillar giving her a severe concussion. When she regained consciousness, someone else awakened with her; Caligo. She realized what had happened and once she had gathered her wits about her began searching for her beloved Orientis. Each night while Willow slept, Caligo swept further outward seeking an emanation from her lover's mind. She was beginning to lose hope when she finally found her locked in the mind of a young woman half a continent away; Dawn Swenson. Her first impulse was set Orientis free then and there, but she hesitated; not wishing to inflict needless trauma on Dawn's psyche. Over time, Caligo learned all she could about Dawn and her life, then placed subliminal commands in the MacDougall's minds to move to the city where Dawn lived and for Willow to transfer to Dawn's college. Caligo helped Willow to blend into life on campus, and waited patiently for the right moment to release her lover from her prison. Said moment finally arrived when Willow was invited to Dawn's Halloween party. Caligo knew this would be the perfect opportunity to get the girl alone and set Orientis free. The night of the party, while Willow slept, Caligo used the dimensional portal to retrieve her body from the vault and materialized on the doorstep of Dawn's house. Opening the door with a flourish, she saw Dawn standing there, radiant and beautiful in her angel costume and the breath caught in her throat; she looked so like her lover it hurt and she barely controlled herself, so eager was she to release Orientis from her long confinement. *** Gazing through Dawn's blue eyes into Caligos' green pools of love and desire, Orientis awakened from her long slumber and remembered everything. "Caligo, my love, you have come to me at last," she said, her voice breaking. Caligo opened the dimensional portal, summoned her lover's own body and Orientis' mind slipped gratefully into it. Rising above the bed where Dawn slept, they clung together overwhelmed with happiness. "How shall we reward these women that have provided us with shelter for so many years?" Orientis said. "I have just the thing," Caligo replied. "Wait a moment and I'll show you." Caligo flew into the portal, re-emerged carrying a sleeping Willow, and placed her with Dawn into a relaxed embrace. "Since they were becoming attracted to each other already," Caligo said, "I can think of no greater gift than granting to them the same feelings of love for each other that we have. When they awaken they'll remember the party, their first dance and their night of passionate discovery. I know they'll be happy in their new life together." "This is so thoughtful," Orientis said, hugging her. "You may be a demon but you are my sweet angel." "You seem to be rubbing off on me," Caligo jibed, "Let us go." Diving through the portal they emerged to soar among the billowing clouds. Circling above Dawn's house, they bid her and Willow a fond farewell and flew away into the early morning light. *** Laying in a mountain meadow carpeted with lush green grass and fragrant wildflowers; Orientis and Caligo made passionate love all morning, their cries of orgasmic pleasure echoing from the nearby mountains. Satiated at long last, they lay together picking flowers and placing them in the others hair, Caligo's tail swishing lazily in the breeze. "I never wish to be parted from you again," Caligo said, "Do you think we should remain here or can we go traveling once more?" Orientis shook her head, "There is no way to tell when there will be another attack. What's more I like it here." "No more hiding in others minds," Caligo growled, "We could have been lost to each other forever." "I couldn't agree more," Orientis replied. "I propose we hide in plain sight. Since we closely resemble these beings, I see no reason why we can't go among them as we are, with a few small changes to our appearances of course." "Hmph!" Caligo said, "That's easy for you to say. All you have to do is turn off your halo. I have no intention of removing my beautiful horns. They are part of who I am." "Your horns are safe, lover," Orientis said, kissing her. "I'm not proposing removing them. A simple concealment aura will be sufficient." "Why do we have to go among them at all?" Caligo said disgustedly. "Why can't we stay here where it's pretty and we are alone?" "All part of our protective coloration," Orientis replied. "We blend into this civilization and not draw attention to ourselves. We'll find a place with few inhabitants and appear on occasion to interact with them." "Shall we begin our search?" Caligo said, rising to her knees. "Not yet," Orientis said, pulling Caligo to her, "I want you again." Caligo chuckled, "For one who is an angel you are a horny little devil." *** Willow awakened to find Dawn's head pillowed on her breasts, her body sprawled half across her own and still asleep. She caressed Dawn affectionately thinking how lucky she was to have such a caring and loving girlfriend. Dawn's eyes fluttered open, blue met green and they smiled. "Hi." Dawn said, shyly. "Hi." Willow replied kissing her. "Good morning, beautiful." "Good morning, sexy." "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" Dawn said. "I certainly did," Willow replied. "The party was fun too." Dawn laughed, and said "Do you believe in love at first sight?" "I do now. I'll never forget our first dance. That's when I fell in love with you." "That was the second time I fell in love with you." "There was a first time?" "When I saw you in the doorway, baby." "God, I love you. I don't think I've ever been so happy." "You're getting me hot. It's good morning fuck time." "Ooohh, I'm so ready for that. I never want to leave this bed." "We do have to go to class some time, y'know." "I'm callin' Sex Ed 101 in session ... C'mere you ... Rowwrrrrrr ..." "Eeeheeheehee ... Stop it ... Oh God, baby ... Yes!" *** The town of Rumkeg was too small to even have a post office. The nearest one was twenty miles away with mail delivery twice a week. Not that it mattered to the town's inhabitants who were content in their isolation, nestled on the border of a mountainous national park with forests of old growth trees and wildlife in abundance. The talk in town lately concerned the two beautiful women who'd bought the old Watkins place; fixed it up right pretty too. Once in a while they'd come into town in their jeep; smiling and friendly and talking to everyone. Both men and women were captivated by their long, flowing hair and their luminous eyes that seemed to look right inside you. Little Timmy Reed swore up and down he'd seen black horns on the redheaded lady last Friday, but everyone just laughed. That boy had been watchin' too many cartoons on the teevee. The Petrie brothers now; they said they'd seen two big ol' birds flyin' high up when they'd headed out 'round dawn to go huntin'. They said one had white wings and t'others was red, but they'd probably seen some buzzards after they'd been nippin on a canteen full of their uncle's applejack. They never brought back any deer meat neither. End.