Disconnected, Part 14

“You did the dishes.” Aisling’s mother asked in disbelief. The woman set down several grocery bags full of frozen meals in the relatively spotless kitchen.

“I use the same fork over and over again.” Aisling said as she started to load the freezer with the month’s groceries. She was dressed in an oversized tee-shirt, and little else.

“How’s school going?” the woman asked while loading the cupboards with cans.

“I’m not failing anything.” Aisling said. “I need you to sign a stack of permission slips for trips or whatever.” She pointed at a small stack of papers on the table next to a pile of her mother’s mail.

The woman stepped away from the cupboards to sign the slips. “Do you need anything? Clothes, school supplies?”

“I’ve been taking care of that with the credit card you left.” Aisling closed the freezer and took over for her mother loading the cupboards.

“Not spending too much, I hope.” The woman asked, still face down in paperwork.

“Just buying what I need.” Aisling said. “Mom… is it ok if I start inviting friends over? I’m really lonely.”

The woman stopped and turned around to look at Aisling. “Are you sure you don’t just want to come live with us?”

“Brian hates me.” Aisling responded.

“He doesn’t hate you, he just doesn’t like kids.” The woman said. Aisling looked at her mother and noticed a new ring on her finger. “I didn’t intend for this to be more than a couple of days a month, you know.”

“I’m fine, really. I just want to have some friends over sometimes, you know?” Aisling said.

“Alright. No wild parties or anything though.” The woman sighed. “I still don’t know if this is a good idea or not.”

Aisling stifled her smile. She knew it wasn’t a great idea to live alone. “Thanks mom.” She said and gave the woman a hug.

The woman returned the hug and pulled away. “Does the house need any work, anything?”

“No mom. If anything big comes up, I’ll give you a call or even run over; you’re only three blocks away.” Aisling smirked.

“Alright, honey.” The woman said. “I’m going to head over to Brian’s. Don’t hesitate to call if you need absolutely anything.”

“Alright mom.” Aisling said. The woman smiled weakly, tussled Aisling’s hair, took her stack of mail, and left the house. Once she heard the door close, Aisling pulled off her shirt. “Much better.” She muttered to herself.

She went around the house to make sure all the doors and windows were locked, and set the alarm, as her mother had forgotten to do before she left. She ran upstairs, banged her knee on the door jamb, fell on the floor and climbed into her chair.

She pulled on a headset and hit a button on her monitor; a live feed of Brae appeared on her screen. “M’Lord.” Aisling greeted Brae.

“You’re on speaker and the mothers are in the room.” Brae whispered into her phone.

“Sorry.” Aisling blushed. “That thing we were talking about the other day?”

“First of all, you don’t have to talk in code, just… don’t use titles or anything. Second, we talked about a lot on a lot of days.”

“Sorry.” Aisling blushed again. “I can have friends over, just ‘no wild parties’” she said the last part in a mocking tone.

“Didn’t we figure that already?” Brae said; she only half paid attention to the call.

“We guessed we could get away with it. I got permission.” Aisling said with a gleeful grin.

“That’s great. Talk to Scar about arranging something. Can I call you back in like, an hour?” Brae said. She walked through the house, and Aisling could hear half of a yelling match happening in the background.

“Ok. Is everything ok there?”

“It will be. Love you, got to go.” Brae said, and the feed went dead.

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“It’s kidnapping, Val.” Jennifer yelled at her wife. “Unless you or I file with the police, we can’t keep his… her… father away from her.”

“If we do that, she goes right into her aunt’s house, and right back with the bastard!” Valerie shouted back. “She’s safer here or at Henry’s.”

“No shit he’s… she’s safer with us, but we can’t do that, and you know it.” Jennifer responded. She stopped and thought for a moment; a moment punctuated with a little chuckle.

“You had an idea.”

“An exceptionally bad one. No. We have to call the police.”

Brae closed her bedroom door and turned on some music to drown out the argument going on downstairs. Lilly sat on Brae’s bed and just stared at the girl. “I’m going back, aren’t I?”

“It sounds like they are going to call the cops. So whatever that means, this time.” Brae said with a sigh.

“And to think the bruise just healed.” Lilly said and flopped onto her back. “We should just do some work, so I don’t have to worry about it.”

Brae clenched her eyes shut. “You are worried, and you want to do work for comfort?” She opened her desk drawer and pulled out a small bag of weed.

“That just makes me paranoid.” Lilly said. “Writing sim-sense makes me focus on something other than the shit I’m dealing with. Besides, if they are going to call the cops, I don’t want to be caught with drugs.”

“I’d rather be caught with drugs than the hundreds of modified holobands and a sim-sense development suite.” Brae said as she put the weed back in her desk. She chuckled. “We are going to end up in prison eventually.”

“Yup. All of us.” Lilly said with a chuckle.

“Who else?” Brae raised her brow.

“You for the holoband mods; me for the sim-sense; Payton for having a military-fuck-bot; you again, me again, Aisling, and Bailey for distributing child pornography; if they ever find Scarlet she will never see sunlight again for all her hacking. Not to mention everyone we’ve sold to, everyone in the clan for hacking the game, and everyone you showed your private server to.” Lilly sighed. “We are all going to die in prison if they catch us.”

“God dammit. We are organized criminals, aren’t we?” Brae slumped in her chair. “When did that happen?”

“When we organized and started committing crimes?” Lilly smirked.

“I know that, but we aren’t doing anything that anyone else can’t do. Fuck, you don’t even have to be smart to do most of this.”

“Says the girl who is already on watch lists for building a nuclear reactor.” Lilly propped herself up on some of Brae’s pillows.

“Dad did a lot of the work on that.” Brae said as she crawled from the chair to the bed. “Aisling called.”

“What did she want?” Lilly said as she rolled over to lay her arm across Brae’s chest.

“She said she got permission to use her house.” Brae pulled her shirt up so Lilly’s hand rested on her bare breast. There was a knock on the bedroom door; Brae quickly pulled her shirt down and pinned Lily’s hand under her shirt as Jennifer walked in.

The woman sighed at the sight of Lilly’s hand up her stepdaughter’s shirt. “We are going to call the police tonight to report your father. I’m going to try and make sure you stay here or at Brae’s father’s house.” She rubbed her eyes with her thumb and forefinger. “We were going to call right now, but I’ll wait twenty minutes for you two to do whatever it is I walked in on.”

“We were about to have sex.” Brae said matter-of-factly.

“I figured as much.” Jennifer said.

“And you are still standing there.” Brae said just as plainly.

“Thank you, Mrs. Winter.” Lilly said.

Jennifer closed her eyes and shook her head. “You’re welcome K… Lilly. I’m calling in twenty minutes if you’re done or not.” She said and walked out of the room. She pulled the door firmly closed.

Brae looked at Lilly. “Pick a hole.” She smirked.

“Butt. My butt.” Lilly said. She kissed Brae’s lips quickly and rolled over onto her belly. She wiggled out of her pants while Brae searched through the bag Aisling left two days prior. Brae wiggled out of her pants and lubed up the bulb of a strap-less strap-on.

Brae knelt behind Lilly, her legs lightly spread, and her hand between them. She worked the plug end into herself slowly; she grimaced from discomfort as she worked it into herself. She let out a little sigh once it was firmly inside her.

Lilly reached behind her and spread her cheeks, exposing her clean ass for Brae who squirted a generous dollop of lube around Lilly’s muscle. Brae leaned in and pressed the tip of the dildo against Lilly and waited. “Ready?” She asked.

Lilly pressed back; her unprepared bud opened against the tip of the toy. “No, but we don’t exactly have time to do it right.” She said. She sucked on her teeth and hugged a pillow. Brae gripped Lilly’s hips and thrust forward; the toy slammed into Lilly’s ass and spread her open. Lilly cried out in pain mixed with a moan.

Brae held her breath; the toy transferred pressure and vibrations to her most sensitive places when it broke friction inside her friend. She started thrusting in and out of Lilly for her own pleasure. Lilly’s breathing was done in little pained grunts. “Harder.” Lilly groaned out.

Brae pulled Lilly back against the toy; her hips bounced off of Lilly’s ass with wet slapping sounds. Her pussy clenched around the toy. “Fuck this feels good.” She moaned out. She sank the entire exposed length into her friend’s ass repeatedly and as hard as she could. “I’m close.”

“Just a little more.” Lilly moaned out. Lilly’s hand moved between her legs. She stroked herself quickly as Brae pounder her tight ass. Brae’s movements became more erratic as her climax started washing over her. Lilly was not that far behind her; she shot her load directly onto Brae’s sheets.

Brae panted and pulled out and fell on her ass in the process. She grimaced again. “You’re cleaning that up.”