Music of the Soul 1, 2, & 3 Starter Bundle

by Erik Schubach

  Finally the twitching subsided and I pulled Little Vee out of my pocket and rubbed her with my thumb, calming myself just as I completed my exam and hurried to the front of the class to hand in the paper, then turned quickly to leave in embarrassment. Professor Riser caught my hand in a firm grip and turned me back, whispering, “Hey, it's okay.” giving me a reassuring look and nod before releasing me. I avoided the stares from some of the other students as I left class.

  The thought of that just fired off the memory of my first episode. I was knocked out of my thoughts by a sweet soprano voice asking, “SowhatdoyathinkMiadoeasn'tthatsoundcool?!” Vicky was literally bouncing on the bed in front of me where I was sitting between Valla's legs, laying back into her as she held my waist, rubbing her thumbs in circles on my exposed belly.

  Valla snorted back a laugh behind me as I blinked at the little blonde dynamo in front of me. Luckily I have developed an internal decoder ring for Vicky's hyper babbling power. “Slow down Vickster, remember to put spaces between your words. Doesn't what sound cool?”

  She stuck her tongue out at me then rolled her eyes and spoke slowly, enunciating each word like an English teacher. “I was saying that you and Valla should go as sexy vampires and I'll go as a sexy witch for the Halloween party at the Steam Plant Club or over at the Ballyhoo Club.”

  I was starting to feel anxious, “Why d-do all the costumes have to be s-sexy blondie?” She laughed “Well 'cause we ARE sexy. It isn't the fault of the costumes if they can't hide that.” I shook my head at her and couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm. “No, I don't think so, I haven't even agreed to going to a Halloween party. I haven't gone to a party since that first one with Valla, they just make me too nervous.”

  Vicky looked past me to Valla, exaggerating her movement to look around me like I was as inconsequential as a shrub. Oh crap, she's not going to... “Veeeee, can you puh-lease give me a hand convincing little miss party pooper here?” Damn, she is. Vicky shot an evil smile toward me. Any protest I was about to make disappeared into the void, along with any coherent thought, as a warm set of moist lips attached themselves to the pulse point on my neck from behind, kissing, nipping, and sucking.

  My breathing was ragged and I'm sure my eyes were glazed over as Valla stopped her assault for a second, “Baby... I'd reeealy like to go the the party. You'd make such a sexy vampire I wouldn't be able to keep my lips off of you. What do you say? Does that sound okay?” and she continued her attack on my neck, causing me to gasp and nod my head repeatedly, unable to form words.

  She stopped immediately and I could hear an evil chuckle in her voice as she spoke. “Good. How was that Vic? Now golly, where could we possibly locate some costumes on such short notice? The party is in just two hours.” I pressed my thighs tightly together in a sad attempt to quell my arousal. Vicky laughed at both the display and about how quickly I caved. “Already picked them up last week, thank you for 'convincing' her Vee.” She winked at us and hopped off the bed and ran to the closet.

  I was still panting in want, “No fair...” I breathed out just to hear the two conspiring girls laughing at my sexual frustration. Valla lifted a hand to gently rub on my neck, “Ooops. Sorry sweetie, got too rambunctious here and marked my property.” I bit my lower lip, this wasn't the first time I sported a hickey from Valla and I hope to God it won't be the last. Her property indeed. I just snuggled back into her in response.

  Vicky was back in front of us with three large white boxes, handing the first one to me, “One for you.” then one to Valla, “And one for you.” then hugging the last box to her chest and ran to her bed, “And one for me!” She started stripping down on the spot to get into her costume, that girl possesses not a single ounce of modesty! I averted my gaze and blushed as she was already almost naked, then hopped off the bed, grabbed my purse, and headed to the bathroom with my box.

  I opened the box and gasped. Inside was a gorgeous black and maroon velvet Victorian corset dress. I pulled everything out and checked the sizes. It was all in my size including the beautiful black stiletto heeled, calf high boots. It took longer than I thought to get dressed, both Valla and Vicky asked through the door if I needed any help as I slowly figured everything out. From the black, lingerie looking satin lace bra and panties to the thigh high black nylon stocking with garters this outfit was amazing.

  I put on the ruffled blouse that went below the corset dress, noticing it was silk. I called out to Vicky as I was tightening the corset strings in the front, noticing how it raised my bust, making it more prominent, showing off way more cleavage than I am comfortable with. “Ummm... Vic, this outfit is gorgeous, it must have cost a fortune, I can't wear this.” All I got in return was, “La, la, la, I can't hear you!”

  I knew her family was rich, but she NEVER spoke of that and I have learned to never argue with her about it. I mean, who could possibly win a verbal argument with a chipmunk hopped up on caffeine? I smoothed my hands down the sides of the dress and opened one of the little boxes inside the larger box.

  In it were some silver dangling clip on earrings with ruby red teardrop shaped crystals that looked like drops of sparkling blood. And a matching necklace on a delicate silver chain. I smiled at the fact that Vicky remembered that I didn't have pierced ears. Duh she remembered, such is her curse. I had never had the need to look good before I had met Valla, so I had never got it done.

  I put the jewelry on, then opened the next box to see two tiny porcelain white, pointed objects. I held one up, examining it. It was like a three quarter cone with no back and a wire clip in the gap. From the front it almost looked like a tooth. I almost face palmed, realizing it was a fang. These weren't the cheap plastic, full mouth ones I remember from trick-or-treating in the first grade. They were single tooth works of art.

  I slipped them over my upper canines and the wire held them firmly. I checked in the mirror and they looked like real fangs. I shrugged and sat on the edge of the tub to lace up the boots. Once I stood I took a few practice steps, and although I felt precarious on them I could smoothly navigate with them. I felt so tall.

  I opened my purse and applied light eyeshadow but went a little heavy on the black eye liner and dragged out the corners of my eyes to make them seem larger and more intense. There was knocking at the door again when I was applying my lipstick and gloss. “Just about finished!” I shouted. Vicky whined back, “You've been in there over an hour Mi-mi! Come on!”

  I finished up and fished Little Vee out of my pants pocket and placed her in my purse, then pulled on the long fingerless black lace gloves from the box. I grabbed my discarded clothing and my purse in one hand then turned to the full length door mirror, stopping dead.

  Holy shit! That's not me! I saw a pretty woman in the mirror. A pretty woman with fangs who looked scared to death. I yelled out to the girls, “I changed my mind, I can't do this. You two go ahead without me.” Valla responded, “Oh no you don't, either come out now or I'm coming in Mia!” I sighed “Fine.”

  I pushed my raven hair behind my shoulder and slowly opened the door, looking at the floor in total embarrassment as I stepped out. There was silence as I looked up to meet Valla's eyes. Her face was made up to look almost angelic with the counterpoint of the fangs that looked oddly sexy. Her mouth was hanging open. I couldn't see anything but her eyes at this moment as I searched them for approval.

  “Holy shit!” I heard Vicky proclaim and I tore my eyes from Valla to look at the blonde. “You look…” She was cut off by Valla's almost hoarse, whispering voice, “Fucking amazing!” I turned back to her blushing more intensely than I ever had in my life.

  That's when I saw more than just her face. My heart forgot how to beat and I inhaled sharply. I had never seen Valla look more beautiful, more stunning, more... sexy, than even in my wildest dream. Her outfit was the counterpoint to mine. Where mine had black hers had maroon. Where mine had maroon, hers had black. Where I had silver jewelry she had gold.

  The dress showed off her
feminine grace and her cleavage made me salivate. Her brown mane framed her face perfectly. Most striking were the stiletto boots that made her look even more delicate than I had ever seen, not to mention making her even taller.

  We were broken out of our shared trance by Vicky huskily voicing, “Okay, I know what I'm fantasizing about the next time I masturbate. You two look like sex on heels.” I gasped in embarrassment and Valla rolled her eyes at Vicky. “Remember Vickster, we discussed the topics of internal versus external dialog, and TMI?”

  I heard Vicky giggle and I looked up and over at her, my eyes going wide. “Wow.” I said “You clean up nicely Vic.” while grinning at her in her pure white witches costume with the barely there dress, white thigh high boots, and white classic witches hat. If there was a such thing as a sexy good witch, then there one was standing right there in all of its smiling blonde glory.

  An irresistible force drew my hungry gaze back to the object of my affection, my eyes drinking her in from head to toe as I licked my lips subconsciously. Valla actually blushed under my scrutiny as I walked over and grabbed her hands in mine, leaned in and brushed our lips together so softly that if it wasn't for our lip gloss sticking together seductively as our lips parted I'm sure she would have been left wondering if we had actually kissed. Her eyes dilated as she let out the breath she was holding. “You are beauty personified Mia.” She licked her lips. I couldn't keep my eyes off of hers.

  “Hey, horn dogs! Plenty of time to rip those costumes off each other later, lets get going to the party!” Vicky stated as she stepped between the two of us. Grabbing our hands and dragging us out the door. We both glanced at her and laughed as we marched through the quad toward Vicky's Range Rover. Before we got in the back seat, Valla whispered a one word promise in my ear, “Tonight.” My knees went weak at the implication. Finally! There is a God!

  We arrived at the Steam Plant Club and drove around the crowded parking lot a few times until we saw a car pull out. Vicky quickly zipped into it before anyone else could. We got out and checked each other out and proceeded toward the end of the long line of costumed party goers waiting to get in just to be pulled by our hands by the freakishly strong tiny blonde witch toward the front of the line. “Where are you two going? Look in the mirror girls, we don't have to wait in no stinkin' line!”

  Vicky was grinning like an idiot as we reached the door. She winked at the doorman who opened the velvet rope for us to go right in. We all shared a laugh, I was covering my mouth with my hand as Valla exclaimed over the loud dance music as we made our way toward the bar. “Oh my God! Vicky! How did you know he'd let us in like that? That was so surreal!”

  She rolled her eyes at us, “Please ladies, you think you are the only ones drooling over each other? Oooooo I can use you two to get me into some other dance halls I've been wanting to go to! OMG, you could sooo be like my golden club ticket! We could like...” Valla cut her off, “Vicky, slow down. Breathe.” Vicky closed her mouth as we squeezed ourselves into some seats at the bar.

  We ordered our drinks. Shots for the girls and a soft drink for me, the bartender didn't check their IDs even though we were all underage, but we didn't get the stamp on our hands at the door indicating that. Vicky handed me the car keys with a wink, knowing I'd be the designated driver.

  Seconds later Vicky was yelling, “Redhead!” and walking away from us, threading her way through the crowd and sat on the lap of a cute redhead girl sitting at a table wearing a naughty schoolgirl costume. Within seconds they were talking and laughing.

  Valla shook her head at her, just as amazed as me about how easily Vicky could do that. Valla took a second shot of vodka and grabbed our three purses and handed them to the bartender. “Could you put these behind the bar for us please?” she asked, shooting him an innocent, pleading look. He did it happily. The next thing I knew, I was being dragged onto the dance floor by my sexy vampire goddess.

  She whispered in my ear before we started dancing, “I've never seen you look so gorgeous. Tonight I'm finally going to taste you.” She had to support me as I got a little dizzy and my knees almost gave out. We started dancing together sexily, her behind me as we ground away while I bit my lower lip in want and arousal.

  We were in our own world, nothing existed but each other. A couple songs later it switched to a slow song, Mandy Fay Harris' 'Oceans of Blue', and I glanced over toward Vicky to see her joined at the lips with the redhead. I smiled and turned my attention to Valla's eyes. They were full of compassion and lust as I draped my arms across her hips and she circled my neck with her own, pulling our faces an inch apart, foreheads touching.

  She started kissing me as someone put their hand on my shoulder, “Mind if I cut in?” the big guy with tight black curls asked as we pulled slightly away from each other. Valla's eyes got steely as she said, “Sorry, I belong to her. And men aren't my type.” He shot us both a sneer, “That's because you've never been with a real man.”

  Valla tensed, my eyes were looking anywhere but at the man. “Well if you see one, send him on over.” She hissed then she kissed me passionately, returning us to our dance and leaving him standing there fuming for a few seconds before storming off.

  “Sorry baby, just ignore that.” She whispered. “O-o-okay.” I whispered back and melted into her for the rest of the dance. I felt so safe in her arms. As the night progressed we wound up at the table with Vicky and her redhead, Molly. Molly's boyfriend had stormed off minutes after Vicky first arrived, since Molly basically forgot about him with this oversexed white witch on her lap.

  Valla and I had turned down many offers to dance from men and women, as we sat and chatted. We were snapped out of our personal conversation by Molly laughing and shouting at Vicky over the music, “No way girl. I'd so make you my bitch!” with a huge grin. Vicky looked like she was trying to contemplate something, but it was hard as she was way past the tipsy stage and well into drunk at this point. “O-M-G, you know what? I would sooo make an awesome submissive! I bet that would rock!”

  Then before anyone could say anything, her eyes bulged and her hand went to her mouth as she stood up and staggered toward the restrooms. “Oh crap!” I exclaimed as I darted after her. This was not going to be pretty. We just barely got her into a stall and I held her hair back as she puked in the toilet.

  After the dry heaves were over she looked back at me and smiled. “Hi Mia! I think I'm drunk.” then she started giggling as I helped her up and to the sinks. After cleaning her up I said, “Let's get you home before you turn into a pumpkin Vic.” She smiled and said, “Okay. Hey, you're real pretty! You and Vee are so cute together.” She would have kept babbling but it appeared she forgot what she was saying as we left the restroom.

  Valla was already there with our purses and she grabbed Vicky's other side as we navigated out to the parking lot. I dug in my purse for the keys when I realized my hands were bare. “Oh crap! Valla, I left my gloves on Molly's table.” She was already moving back toward the door, winking at me over her shoulder. “I'll get em, be right back.”

  Vicky stood there inhaling the crisp cool air to clear her head a bit when someone shouted, “Hey fucking dykes!” I looked over and two men and a woman were approaching us. One had a baseball bat. “Steal my girl will you?” I recognized the guy with the bat as Molly's 6'-4'' boyfriend.

  It all happened so fast. I was terrified as he raised the bat, my eyes darted around looking for an escape. He yelled, “Sinning pieces of shit like you are going straight to hell!” as he swung and hit Vicky in the arm, sending her to the asphalt. She hit her head on the ground hard as the other two approached. I dove over Vicky, covering her body as I heard a crack and a sharp pain explode from my side where the bat connected with my ribcage.

  I was screaming and sobbing, I knew I was going to die as I felt painful kicks and blows coming from multiple locations. I didn't want to die, I hadn't had my Valla yet! The last thing I saw as consciousness slipped from my grasp as I mumbled Valla's name was a
stiletto heel connecting with the jaw of Molly's boyfriend.

  Chapter 7 – Waking Up

  I hurt, I knew something was wrong but couldn't do anything about it. I heard sounds and then nothing... blackness. Then light erupted and more sounds then blackness again. This went on forever. I swear I could hear Valla's voice, but I couldn't respond. Then blackness. I don't know how long this cycle continued. But through everything, the tones of Valla's voice kept popping up.

  Then I was in the parking lot again. I was being beaten, but only one thought was going through my head. My eyes snapped open as I screamed, “VALLA!” my chest erupting in pain from the effort my eyes blinded by overhead lighting. I couldn't move. I hurt everywhere, someone immediately grabbed my right hand. I could feel the warmth spreading from the contact and could feel hot breath on my cheek.

  Valla was sobbing into my ear. “Mia, I'm here... Mia. I was so scared baby. I'm here, I've got you.” over and over as I tried to focus. I was lying down on something. A bed? Squinting, I turned my head and focused on Valla, tears were streaking her face as I saw people in white jackets streaming into the room saying stuff like, “She's finally awake!” I was so tired. I smiled at the woman I loved, she looked so haggard. “Valla.” I whispered as I lost my fight to stay awake and nodded off into sleep, the feel of her warm hand anchoring me.

  When my eyes fluttered open again I was still in a lot of pain but I could feel someone holding my hand. I turned my head painfully to see Valla in a chair beside me, grasping my hand as she slept. She looked like an angel. I scanned around, I was obviously in a hospital room. Every part of me hurt and I started to panic a bit, causing my heart rate monitor to beep much faster. This caused Valla's eyes to open and she glanced up at me and started to smile.