“Ahhhh....” Marge said looking up at the ceiling for a moment, then shrugging and looking back at her textbook she replied, “I dunno. The name was pretty mangled by then.” as she flipped another page, “Anyhow, its not like she asked for that ring or anything, we gave it to her parents who said they would deal with it properly.”
“That's just...” Julie began in a low quiet tone of astonishment, “Damn...nobody ever gave ME any diamond rings!”
“That's because unlike Bunny,” Rachel jeered, “You're FLAT!”
“Why you!” Julie scooped up the discarded paper missile and hurled it at her antagonist.
Ep 11, Chapter 7
That Saturday, Marge and Jacqueline went out on their second 'date' and played the Poseidon to a sold out house with Brain Death and Savage Cannibals.
They took the stage and this time, since there was no surprises, Jacqueline sang the whole night through like a normal band member, no boxes or dramatic entrances.
Their final song of course was “Nearly Every” and as before, they ended it with a kiss, even though it had not been in the script, they added it.
After the show, they dined in the VIP section and as usual, people were buying them drinks.
Margaret was refusing most of them because she knew she had to drive herself and Jacqueline home.
While she was talking to people however, while her head was turned, Jacqueline was sipping out of her glass.
As the evening was drawing on, she found she had to pee really badly and asked for directions to the restroom.
Without thinking, Marge just said “Go to the back of the bar and turn left, and its the second entryway.”
Jacqueline went alone, and although she had a hard time getting there through the crowd, she finally made it, being rubbed up against and groped a couple of times, while the alcohol was having its 'other' effect on her.
By the time she was to the ladies room, she had developed a conspicuous little bump in front, and it was making its self known and she reflexively covered it with her hands, but at least one woman in the restroom noticed something was unusual as the short little Asian tried to navigate the stall door.
Squeezing by some taller women, she unwittingly rubbed past one rather muscular, raven haired Italian woman, who felt something and when the woman looked down, she saw a faint wet streak on her bare thigh where the child had tried to slide by in the crush inside the restroom.
As the Savage Cannibals started up, all the loiterers in the restroom quickly filed out, leaving it virtually deserted.
Jacqueline had managed to pull up her dress, get her panties down and then had to struggle to get her throbbing member to point toward the bowl to properly urinate. The more she pressed on it however, the stranger it felt, and this made her try to squeeze the strange feeling out of it, but this only seemed to make it worse.
While she was in the process of this, however, she unwittingly began making noises in her frustration which only made the woman on the outside more and more curious.
Finally, the woman gave in to temptation, pulled a finger nail clipper out of her purse, and using the handle as a crude screwdriver, inserted it in the little slot in the door and turned.
As the door swung open, this startled and frightened Jacqueline, who was busy with her problem, to the point her body did something totally unexpected and new to her.
There was an overwhelming sensation of movements inside her pelvic region which spread out, up her torso to her chest making her breathing flutter and down her legs to her toes making them curl, causing her to let out a very peculiar squeal much as one would have heard from real rabbits during copulation.
She sprayed a fine stream of pale white liquid from her member right into the face of the curious peeping Jane hitting her entire face and getting into both of her eyes.
Jacqueline did not know what was happening, but she recognized a cry of pain, and tried to cover the pulsing jet of fluids with her one hand, which mainly diverted it back against her thighs and groin, creating a sticky slippery and smelly mess, and then ending with a thick sticky mass clinging to the palm of her hand.
The chemistry of the bodily fluids in her eyes produced a profound pain and she recoiled screaming in agony, stumbling backwards into the sink counter, where she, when realizing where she was, spun around and seeking a faucet began splashing her eyes with water to wash the semen from them.
Having unloaded an unknown volume of fluids, Jacqueline shuddered from head to toe before getting up and pulling the door shut and re-locking it with her slightly less gooey left hand. She then proceeded to frantically wipe her self with tissue paper, nearly filling the bowl with the white fluff, alarmed at the slimy substance which had erupted so unexpectedly from her body.
Her knees trembled, her heart pounded and her mind raced.
And more than all of that, she still had to pee.
As people who heard the scream over the sound of the band playing came into the restroom, the woman who was washing her eyes was still bent over and all the doors were open except the one where Bunny sat.
“What's going on in here?” the bouncer asked, starting to look under the door expecting to find a man trying to hide.
“I got mascara in my eyes is all,” the woman lied, both embarrassed, and at the same time covering for the person she had illegally looked in on. It just so happened that since she was wearing mascara, and some of it was running down her face, it was a somewhat credible story.
“That must be some damn wicked mascara!” the man said dubiously, seeing some droplets leading under the stall door which seemed just a bit pale for regular water.
“You should try it some time.” she said defensively, “Its really wicked painful.”
“You sure nothing else was going on in here?” he eyed her suspiciously.
“If it were,” she asked, “Do you think I would be either screaming in pain or covering for an assailant?”as she wiped her eyes with a paper towel.
“Well,” he replied, “Depends on if they had say, a gun or something pointed at me.”
The toilet flushed as Jacqueline finally completed her original task of urinating, and then she casually stepped out, her dress down and the bulge gratefully gone.
“See?” the woman pointed out, “No 'gun' there...” as she smiled weakly at the tiny child who had earlier been on the stage.
The man recognized Jacqueline and realized there was no chance of her being an assailant, and blushed while apologizing, “I'm most terribly sorry ladies,” as he backed out of the restroom, and other people backing out as well, “Good luck with that mascara in the future!”
“Thank you.” the woman replied to the bouncer, then as the crowd left the two alone once again, the woman extended her hand toward Jacqueline and said in a purring tone, “Hello 'Bunny', I'm Elaine. Its a PLEASURE to meet you!”
Episode 12
“First Encounters...With Real Trouble!”
Margaret was hearing some sleazy wannabe record producer talk some kind of over the top lame sales pitch but not listening, while in the back of her mind she thought, “Bunny's been gone a while now, perhaps I should have just gotten up and escorted her.”
She had scarcely completed that thought when the scream filtered through the crowd and people began milling about the ladies room, including the burly bouncer Clyde.
“Oh no!” she thought to herself, because it was well known that if Clyde was involved, there was trouble!
She did her best polite self excusing while not waiting for a recognition from the uninteresting time waster and picking up her purse, pushed through the crowd.
As she got about half way to the restrooms, the crowd had begun milling back toward the show and looks of relief or disappointment showed on the twenty or so people of both genders as they quickly dismissed the event and resumed their attending to the band on stage.
She didn't seem to make much headway against the throng despite her size, strength and the fact she
had opened the show, people here were simply selfish and unheeding.
Finally she got through the crowd to a nearly empty restroom, passing Clyde on his way out and he curtly nodded before returning to his normal position at 'the cage' where he and his subordinates normally resided during shows, save those who stood outside the building.
As she entered, however, there were exactly two people remaining, and one was extending her hand toward Bunny looking very predatory and solicitous while declaring her name to be Elaine.
Immediately Margaret strode briskly across the room and replied in a low yet ladylike tone through gritted teeth, “And I'm Margaret,” snatching up the hand in a vigorous shake while squeezing fiercely, “Pleased to make your acquaintance.”
As the other large woman recoiled gasping and taking up her hand with the other one where her knuckles smarted from the fierce and unexpected grip of the musician, Margaret took up the space between her and Jacqueline, and in a lighter tone said, “I see you met my girlfriend.” with a fake friendly smile, “We're an item, in case you thought the kiss on stage was faked.”
“I'm hungry,” Jacqueline softly trilled in a mournful tone, “Can we go some place and eat?”
Being ever so grateful for that perfect excuse, Margaret smiled brightly and replied, “That sounds like an excellent idea!” and she took up Jacqueline's hand to lead her out, while never letting her eyes off the resentful eyes of the Italian now known as Elaine, “I have my purse, so lets blow this joint.” all the while she bore a steel eyed stare above the false smile made it clear to this interloper that she was going to defend her territory.
As the two walked out of the restroom fingers interlaced, the Italian woman fumed.
Ep 12, Chapter 2
The night after the show was Sunday, which usually was a day for planning and a group session for the band, and as usual, they were all there, except for Jacqueline of course, discussing the show.
“Yeah we so totally kicked ASS!” Rachel declared, “We DESTROYED!” then with a silly goofy grin which was totally out of character, she bobbed her head looking skyward, “Yesssss, I know, it was all because of Bunny....” and she swigged on the bottle of whiskey.
“Damn straight!” Julie shouted and accepted the whiskey bottle from Rachel, taking a swig in turn.
“We really are blessed that you found her.” Lily said with a glow, “Its like an angel came amongst a pack of demonesses.”
“You have a SCARY way with words Lily,” Julie said, “But....I kinda like that analogy...” nodding her head.
“So what's next on the list?” Tammy asked, trying to keep the meeting on track.
“Well we have the Cauldron on the thirtieth,” Margaret said, “And it...” the apartment door clicked softly, “ssss...” and she turned, looking along with the others as Anna walked into the room, with Jacqueline following.
“Do you know what this is?” Anna asked, frowning and holding up a pair of panties with a gloved hand.
“Panties?” Julie asked, partly because it was her nature to make stupid comments, partly because she was intoxicated and partly because it seemed just too obvious all in and of its self.
“Ummm...” Marge looked lost and nervous at the same time, “What she just said?”
“Stop playing stupid with me.” Anna said, tossing the panties at Marge who reflexively caught them, “what is that on them?” placing her gloved hands on her hips.
“Ewwwwww!” Margaret reacted upon the realization that there was something slimy and smelly drying to the crotch of the panties, “That's not...” and her eyes bugged out, “NO FRIGGIN WAY ANNA! NUH-UH! WE DID NOTHING LIKE THAT!!!” she rose, eyes wide and intense.
“Then how and where this comes from?” Anna insisted, her English getting a bit broken.
The other girls were not quite catching on to the point of the conversation as of yet, and were looking from one to the other like a line of cats following a light on the wall, in dumbfounded curiosity.
“You know she knows nothing on this!” Anna insisted.
Margaret turned to look at Jacqueline who was just standing there looking blankly as normally appeared.
“Bunny?” she asked.
Jacqueline shuffled forward a step but Anna's hand reached out to stop her.
“Did you even ask her what happened?” Margaret challenged Anna.
“She can not know this!” Anna rejected the idea.
“She's NOT a moron Anna,” Margaret got angry, “Stop treating her like some kind of retard!”
“I am not -” Anna began angrily, until Jacqueline pushed her hand aside and ran to Margaret, “Jacqueline!”
“Margie did nothing bad to me!” she shrilly screamed with tears in her eyes, “something strange happened to me when I was alone in the potty!”
“What...?” Julie asked slack jawed, “What is all this about anyways?” and she reached out and snatched the panties from Margret’s as they dangled loosely by one finger.
“Hey-” Margaret turned reaching for them.
“Ohhh my GOD!” Julie's eyes went so wide it looked as if her eyes would pop out.
Rachel snatched them from her and just whistled a low note of amazement.
Lilly slapped her forehead and rolled her eyes in utter disbelief.
Tammy just stared at them all quietly saying nothing, making no response at all.
“I'm TELLING you,” Margaret growled, her steel eyes fixed on Anna with absolute resolve, “I....NEVER....TOUCHED....HER!”
Jacqueline curled her small arms around Margret’s waist looking at Anna with a distinctively sullen look.
“You best not be lying,” Anna warned, “So help me GOD I will KILL you, THEN put you in gulag in Siberia!”
“I'm not ready to become a mother at this point in my life, Anna.” Margaret growled, “You think at the age of eighteen I need to ruin my career getting PREGANT?”
“P—p-p-p-REGNANT?” Julie cried, then fainted.
Without looking back, Margaret asked, “What did you THINK that was in those panties?”
“Ummm...” Rachel replied with a doubtful frown, “Vaginal juices?”
Margaret sighed and rubbed her face while slowly shaking it side to side, “Well that would be logical I suppose,” looking back up at Anna, “But no,” she persisted, “I've known for a long time and despite my feelings, have never taken advantage of the situation whatsoever.” then, just to re-affirm her stance, “I'm still a virgin, and so is Bunny.”
“You best not be lying to me.” Anna grumbled, “Or else is your head.” then she made the neck slicing gesture again.
“Would you stop with that already?” Margaret grumbled, “You want to repeat what happened last time Jacqueline got upset and you had to come get me in 'The Pink Sissy Car'?” eying Anna knowingly.
“You know right,” Anna sagged, “But you know wrong too.” then, to even Margret’s surprise, she reached into her purse and pulled out a fifty count box of an Asian brand of condoms and threw them at her.
Suddenly Tammy and Lily caught on and gasped.
“I don't need these!” Margaret growled in disdain, tossing them back at the Russian, “When I marry her, I'll be AIMING for having children.”
Ep 12, Chapter 3
Jacqueline was getting so many letters shoved into her locker at school that Mr. Ellis finally addressed the issue.
“Attention all students, attention all students, this is an institute-wide announcement on behalf of the school, the student involved and the custodial staff. Please stop shoving letters into Jacqueline Shunokoi's locker. This is unsightly, unsafe, and uncomfortable for Miss Shunokoi personally.
“Furthermore, as much as she wishes to thank you for your support of her singing career, she is currently, and for the indefinite future unavailable, as many, if not all of you already know and have seen from personal observation, and this is only adding stress to her already challenging day life.
“Please regard her feelings in this m
atter, as well as state and city fire codes, and refrain from filling her locker with unsolicited mail. Thank you.”
“Wow.” Julie rubber her forehead, still trying to cope with the reality of the situation, “This is so unreal.” shaking her head, “I can't get over it all.”
“In time,” Margaret said, writing notes from the blackboard, “Life is just full of little unexpected things after all.”
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