ACADEMY OF THE UNDEAD; BOOK TWO Stand Together ... Or Fall Together
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

Black Jumpsuits Meet Red Jumpsuits

Aleisha awoke early the next evening, bristling with excitement. This night promised to be one of the best nights the group had ever enjoyed. Aleisha knew that all the witches understood that Apollonia was besotted with her, so the witches might bow before her, and why shouldn’t they, for she was Carnal Delight on legs, she was a Lustful Dream with fangs, and she anticipated that worship would be freely offered. The Pistols were all excited, and Aleisha trusted them … or most of them.

There was one though, and Aleisha sought out the One and said, “Beast …”

“What Mistress?”

“Don’t say yo.”

“I didn’t say yo but.”

Aleisha thought about Giddy’s response, then she said coyly, “Ohhh, I do apologise. I think you have me sub-consciously saying that phrase whenever I speak to you.”

“Apologise? Did yo just done apologise to me?” Giddy asked in surprise.

“Ohhh, I’m sorry, I won’t do that again.”

“Nit-nit, yo said sorry, which is the same like apology.”

“Beast …”

“What Mistress?”

“Shut up!”

“Sorry Mistress, a thousand apologies Mistress.”

“You don’t have to apologise, not yet anyway; but I have a question for you.”

“What up?”

“If I asked you to do something, would you do it?”

“Like what?”

“Don’t question me, just answer my question.”

“What the question again?”

“If I asked you to do something, would you do it?”

“Mistress, I worship at yo, and I always do what yo aks yo to do.”

Aleisha frowned at the presence of three yo’s in the reply, although the word worship softened the negative impact of the yo’s, so she nodded and said, “Good.” Then she started walking away. Confused, Giddy asked, “What yo aks me, I mean nit-nit, what yo want me to do?”

“Stop saying yo and nit-nit for starters, and say ask, not aks,” Aleisha replied, then she added, “And nothing yet, but later on when we get to the witches place, I may have a favour to ask you.”

“Nit-nit, yo have favour for yo to aks?”

Aleisha stared at her, then asked, “Are you paying attention in your English classes?”

“English classes?”

“Yes, your English classes with Elizabeth.”

“You mean Blondie Bible?”

Aleisha sucked her bottom lip to try and supress the giggle, then she said, “Yes Blondie Bible; are you paying attention in the English classes?”

Giddy lowered her gaze and mumbled, “Sometimes yo, I fink.”

With the little screwball looking so innocent and bashful, Aleisha wanted to hug the nit-nit’s out of her at that very moment, although she composed herself, gathered Giddy’s right hand, then said, “Come on, let’s go and get ready.”

*

The Pistols all wanted to look their best, and the bathroom was a hive of activity for more than an hour. After hair and make-up had been attended to, they slipped into the black jumpsuits. Everybody was excited, and Isabelle asked, “How do I look?” Vicky replied, “Gorgeous!” Sophia asked, “Comment puis-je regarder?” Still struggling with her French, Piper asked, “What did she say?” Isabelle replied, “Just say gorgeous.” Piper said, “You look super-gorgeous Frenchie!” Aleisha thought that the words gorgeous and super-gorgeous should have been directed at her, so she asked, “How do I look?” Piper smirked and said, “You know how you look.” Aleisha replied bluntly, “No I don’t.” All the Pistols looked at her, and most of them gulped, some of them thinking that rather than party with the witches, they would prefer to stay at the Academy and jump all over the stunning blond. With her hair teased and styled, and with lipstick on her full lips and mascara on her long lashes, and with the jumpsuit hitched up to Maximum Camel-toe level, she looked more desirable than she ever had. The Pistols simply stared at her, some of them experiencing secondary, involuntary gulps, although Giddy thought that someone should answer Mistresses question, so she mumbled, “Fuckable.” Aleisha snapped her gaze around to Giddy, and the Pistols gulped again, anticipating that this night would start off with a verbal haranguing; although Aleisha stared at the mumbling screwball, then said, “Thank-you.” Isabelle was surprised, and she asked, “Huh, what; you don’t mind if Beasty calls you fuckable?” Aleisha gazed at her and replied flippantly, “Well, gorgeous and super-gorgeous had already been used, so yes, fuckable has me in the mood to party.”

Piper smiled, then said, “Okay bitches, let’s get moving!”

Livinia steered the van in front of the dormitory, and Piper asked, “Livinia, should I load weapons into the van?”

“In the spirit of the night, I think we will go unarmed.” Livinia replied.

“Good idea, I mean if we can’t take out a bunch of witches, I’ll give the game away!” Isabelle stated.

“Excuse me Isabelle, and everybody else for that matter; our intention is to party with the witches and get to know them better, not take them out!” Aleisha huffed.

“Yes, we owe a lot to the witches, so I want everybody to treat them with respect.” Livinia advised.

“And of course, they have offered Livinia and myself a very exciting opportunity.” Elizabeth added.

The Pistols climbed into the van, and Vicky asked, “How are you feeling Beth?”

“Aleisha told me not to get my hopes up, although I must admit that my nerves are tingling.”

“Want me to tickle up yo puss, Blondie Bible?”

“Wait, wait!” Aleisha declared. Everybody looked at her, so she faced Giddy and said bluntly, “I changed my mind, and you’re not coming, you’re staying here, so get out!”

“What did I done?”

“No, she’s kidding Giddy, you can come wih us,” Elizabeth advised, “Let’s go Livinia.”

“I wasn’t kidding actually.” Aleisha mumbled.

“A thousand apologies Mistress,” Giddy said shyly, and then knowing that she was super-good at partying, she added, “And five thousand apologies in advance iffen I do bad stuff when I’m fucked up.”

Aleisha knew that Giddy was crude and uneducated, although she was beginning to understand her sense of humour, so she tried to suppress her giggle. The little screwball was crude and uneducated, but she was also a Premium Grade Smart-Ass. Aleisha bit her bottom lip, then said, “Listen everybody, tonight will be a journey that we’ve never been on before, so behave yourselves, be nice to our hosts, and I’m sure we will bring many memories back with us.”

“I will’um behave yoself, cause’n I obey yo Mistress.”

Thinking about Giddy’s manic sexual prowess, Aleisha said, “Don’t say yo, and I will tell you when to behave and when not to behave.”

“So’s I don’t have to behave?”

“Yes, tonight you have to behave, unless I tell you not to behave, and if you misbehave when I’ve ordered you to behave, I will kill you.”

“I fink I know what yo is saying.”

“Excuse me darling Camel, if you kill her, we will all kill you!” Piper advised.

Isabelle thought about it, then said, “No sorry Piper, I won’t let you kill Aleisha, I mean fuck me in the ear, have a look at her!”

“I wasn’t going to kill her Tourette’s, I’m just threatening her so that she doesn’t kill MB.”

Isabelle nodded, then said, “Yeah, don’t kill MB, Camel, I mean she’s rostered with us on Monday.”

“Excuse me, if she misbehaves, I will have no choice but to kill her.” Aleisha replied.

“Aleisha …”

“What Rube?”

“She’s rostered with us twice this week.”

“Yay, nit-nit, Mistress and Lucky Duck!” Giddy exclaimed.

“Yes, I know Rube,” Aleisha replied, “And she’s with us twice next week, but what I meant when I said kill her, was that this is a very important night for me, and if the Beast, or anybody else for that matter, embarrasses me, I will use my Refusal Credit and lock them in the basement.”

“No, wait a minute,” Piper began, “Your Refusal Credit can only be used to refuse stuff, not to lock people up.”

Aleisha glared at Piper, then said, “Ohhh, it seems like Piper is vacating her spot on my roster; would anybody like to fill the vacancy?”

All the Pistols put their hands up, including Vicky, and Piper nudged her bedmate and asked in astonishment, “Huh, you’re supposed to support me, but what, you’d take my spot?”

Vicky hunched over shyly and muttered, “I will support you on just about anything, but goodness me Piper, I mean have a look at her.”

Piper did look at her, then she said demurely, “As one of the leaders of the Pistols, I need to inform everybody that Camel can use her Refusal Credit for whatever purpose she wants.”

Elizabeth chuckled, enjoying the conversation. She loved being with this group when they were all excited and expectant, the gang humourously slinging threats and one-liners at each other, and she knew that her Fallen Warrior would have loved it as well. The Warrior had Fallen though, so she wasn’t with them, although every nerve in Elizabeth’s body tingled as she thought about what her future may hold. Apollonia was a powerful witch, and at midnight Samhain began, Samhain supposedly being when the veil between the living and the dead was at its thinnest. Elizabeth bowed her head, trying to reign in her emotions, although her emotions were running wild, because the thought galloped across her mind that somehow, somewhere, her Warrior might still exist, and if she got a message, or a sign, anything …

Elizabeth clasped her hands in her lap and said a prayer.

*

Inside the hour, Livinia steered the van down the dirt track, and the stately residence came into view.

“Gee, they really are out in the middle of nowhere.” Vicky noted.

“Fuck, look at that mansion!” Isabelle gushed.

Apollonia met them as they climbed out of the van. She kissed and then embraced Aleisha, then turned to the group as she said, “Evening ladies, and we have a perfect night for our little soiree.”

“Say what?” Giddy asked.

Ruby nudged Giddy and said, “Party, our little party.”

“How come shim no say party but?”

“Ladies, follow me.” Apollonia said as she led them down the southern side of the mansion.

“Where are we going?” Aleisha asked.

“We’re going to party in our back yard.”

After passing the end of the house, the Pistols gasped. The backyard stretched for as long as the enhanced eye could see, manicured lawns sloping down for three hundred yards to where a large area seemed to be covered in a blanket of mist. Beyond the mist lay a flat, grassed area where tables were neatly arranged, and beyond the tables, the forest began, towering trees stretching into the dark sky.

“Wow, I’ve never been out here before!” Aleisha gushed.

Apollonia led them down a track, past the misted area and onto the flat grassed area, and she said, “Tonight is the most important date on our calendar, and my Babies need to offer thanks for the guidance and protection that our Gods grant us.”

The Pistols all stared at the witches; the witches draped in the dark, hooded cloaks. They were standing on the only area in the yard that wasn’t grassed, the two-hundred-yard square area layered with a golden-white sand. The witches stood in a circle holding hands, and in the middle of the circle, an open fire crackled. The open fire spanned six feet in circumference, and the fire was healthy, the flames flicking to four feet high. Ten feet back from the witches, a trench was carved into the sand, the trench six inches wide and six inches deep, the trench forming a large circle around the witches. Very noticeable in the circle was a large black five-pointed star, each of its vertices extending right out to the trench. The black star stood out against the backdrop of the white sand, and it was so neat, it seemed like it had been painted over the sand. One of the witches grabbed a small burning branch from the fire, then she leant over and touched the branch on the trench. The circular trench burst into flame at the point of contact, then the flame sizzled right around the trench until it circled the witches in a ring of fire.

Under a half-moon, the witches stood in a circle, until as one, the cloaks came off, and a hush came over the Pistols as the witches joined hands, all of them naked.

The trench flame flickered to a height of almost a foot, and the glow from the flame shimmered over the naked bodies. The witches began a respectful chant, although the words, or language of the chant was foreign to the vampires.

“Is that French?” Ruby whispered to Aleisha.

Aleisha listened for a few more seconds, then she replied quietly, “Fucked if I know.”

“It’s Celtic.” Apollonia advised. She walked towards the witches, removed her cloak, walked through the foot-high trench fire, then joined the circle.

“Fuck me, she walked through the fucking fire.” Isabelle muttered.

Giddy was amazed, yet staring at the statuesque witch, she was moved to mumble, “Good ass.”

Aleisha was just about to scold her, although she was intrigued by what was happening, and besides, the mumbled comment was true.

The witches knelt, and they continued the quiet chanting for a few minutes. After solemn moments of silent contemplation, the witches stood, and while still holding hands, they moved towards the fire burning in the middle of the circle. They stopped, circling the mini-bonfire, and they began another respectful chant, and a moment later, as a group, they walked forward, walked into the fire, their bodies squeezed into and against one another as the flames welcomed them by curling and flickering around their bodies.

Elizabeth gasped, fully expecting that the witches would burst into flames, and Piper bit her bottom lip, not understanding what was happening, and Giddy was going to cry out, Barbecued witches? Yes please! Although Mistress was standing next to her, so she remained silent.

Standing in the middle of the healthy fire, the witches all raised their arms in the air, then they pushed into a tighter circle, and with all hands touching, they began another chant.

Vicky was stunned. She knew that if she or her sisters did what the witches were doing, they would become ashes, although the soft chant was still audible above the noise from the crackling fire. Astonishingly, it appeared as if the flames had formed a protective barrier around the chanting witches, yet Vicky could clearly feel the heat that the flames were generating, and she could also smell the branches and twigs burning towards their oblivion.

The witches squeezed into a tight embrace, arms around each other now, and without warning, a huge lightning flash lit up the sky, then the flames of the open fire and the circular trench, flickered, wavered, then petered out. The witches stayed in the embrace, then they pulled away, some of them flanking outwards until they formed a line, and as a group, they walked off the sandy area, away from the vampires.

With their enhanced vision, the vampires could see that the witches were dressing, and Ruby blew out in disbelief, “Goodness me.”

Isabelle was dazed by the event, although as she saw that the witches were now all dressed in the tight red jumpsuits, she mumbled, “They didn’t have to dress.”

Giddy muttered, “Mistress, what the fuck?”

Aleisha had been a participant in a few mind-blowing experiences with the Great Queen, so she shrugged her shoulders and said, “Yes, what the fuck indeed, but they’re witches okay, and they can do witchy-kind of stuff.”

All the vampires were stunned, and impressed, and they stood in a group, looking over at the witches.

All the witches felt purified, and exalted, and they stood in a group, looking over at the vampires.

The ritual had been super impressive, although the aftermath was a little awkward, almost like it was a junior prom, with both groups standing on opposite sides and occasionally shyly glancing across at one another.

Knowing that she had to be the one who got the ball rolling, Aleisha turned to the Pistols and said brightly, “Hey guys, that was awesome, so now, who’s in the mood to party?”

Still spooked by the ritual, a few heads nodded, and a few mumbles emanated, and Aleisha muttered, “Hells Bells,” then she called out, “Jenna, hi, Piper wants to speak to you!”

“Fuck Camel.” Piper mumbled.

“Don’t be a douchebag Piper.”

“Don’t call me a douchebag!”

“Well stop acting like one!”

“Shut up, she’ll hear you!”

“They’re witches Piper, and they don’t have enhanced hearing.”

“Really?” Isabelle asked, “So we can whisper whatever we like?”

“Yes.” Aleisha replied, then she added, “Nice things though.”

“I wanta rip a little witch bitch to pieces.” Giddy mumbled.

Aleisha glared at her, then said, “Okay, bend over!”

“How come?”

“You Beast, are just about to get a smack on the bottom!”

Surprisingly, Giddy began pulling the zip of her jumpsuit down as she gushed, “A thousand apologies Mistress, but me understand that yo deserve to get spanked!”

“Goodness me!” Aleisha huffed, then realising that her intended action would be gratefully accepted as a pleasure rather than a punishment, she hustled over and pulled Giddy’s zip back up.

“Wait up, I didn’t get no spank!”

“Behave yourself or else I’m sending you home!”

Frustrated, Giddy grumbled, “I wanta bite a barbecued witch and then get spanked!”

“You’ll get clobbered in a minute!” Aleisha warned.

“Giddy, behave yourself.” Vicky advised.

“I will iffen you spank me Goody Shoe Twos.”

Aleisha faced Giddy and placed her hands on the creature’s cheeks as she said, “Ohhh, guess who’s going to be the only vampire who doesn’t get humped in mid-air tonight?”

Giddy pointed at Vicky and asked, “Goody Shoe Twos?”

“No, Giddy Naughty Shoes!” Aleisha replied snappily. She faced the group and said, “Now come on Pistols, be sociable and mix with the witches.”

“How come they didn’t get burnt up by the fire?” Isabelle asked.

Aleisha raised her eyebrows and said, “Are you asking me?”

“Yeah.”

“How the hell would I know!”

“Well you’ve been here before, so you’ve probably seen them do some weird shit.”

“When I come here, I’m usually whisked straight into the Great Queen’s Royal Chambers.”

“Where?” Giddy asked.

Jenna dawdled over and said shyly, “Hello Aleisha.”

“Hello Jenna, and I must say, that was a bit of an eye-opener.”

“Yes, it is one of the rituals we perform on our most holy night.”

“How come you didn’t get burnt up?” Isabelle asked.

“We are supernatural creatures, and we believe in the Five Elements, that is, Earth, Air, Fire, Water and Spirit. Our belief is that if we respect the Five Elements, they will embrace us.”

“Okay, that was very impressive Jenna, but is that it, I mean have you got any more rituals or witchy things that you need to do?” Aleisha asked.

“No, everything has been attended to.”

“Excellent,” Aleisha began, “So let me introduce you to my sisters. You know Piper, and right at this moment I have to tell you that we must have been all drunk or whacked out when we voted for our leaders, because unfortunately, Piper is one of our leaders.”

Piper was embarrassed as she saw all the witches focussing on her, so she huffed, “Fuck, if the fire was still burning, I’d throw you into it Camel.”

“Yes, and if you did, all my sisters would lynch you,” Aleisha replied dismissively, then she pointed at Vicky and said with a hint of pride, “Our other leader is a creature of great character and integrity, and her name is Vicky.”

Isabelle saw Vicky blush, and she nodded and said, “Yeah, Goody has character and integrity, but she blushes a lot.”

Aleisha continued, “This is Isabelle, and this is Sophia.” Jenna nodded at both of them, and Isabelle didn’t want to seem like a suckhole, although she had an important point she needed to make. She gazed at Jenna shyly as she said, “Pleased to meet you Jenna, and you got a nice ass.”

Aleisha let her face fall into her right hand as she shook her head, although she gazed at Jenna and said agreeably, “That’s the first time I’ve seen your bottom, and it is very nice.”

“Thank-you.” Jenna replied blushingly.

Continuing with the introductions, Aleisha said proudly, “This is my partner Ruby.” Jenna smiled shyly and said, “Wow, lucky you.”

“And this is Elizabeth and Giddy.”

“I’m very pleased to meet you Jenna.” Elizabeth said, then she nudged Giddy.

“What up Blondie Bible?”

“Say hello to Jenna.”

Surly and fucked off rather than fucked up, and knowing that she had already offered five thousand apologies iffen she did bad stuff, Giddy hissed at her, and Aleisha spun around and glared at her. “You’ll have to excuse this one Jenna, because she’s still learning our ways, and just quietly, if she hisses at anyone else, she’ll be learning our ways while she’s chained up.”

Wishing to lighten the mood, Jenna asked jokingly, “Do you want me to get handcuffs and a muzzle?”

Slowly, eight vampires turned around to glare at the witch.

As she looked at the unfriendly faces, Jenna said quickly, “Whoops, I was kidding!”

Aleisha looked at her, then said uncertainly, “Ohhh, yes, of course, a joke, yes.”

An uneasy tension hovered over the group, although Ruby was in the mood to party, so she asked quietly, “Are you the witch who handcuffed and muzzled Aleisha?”

Jenna made a mental note not to deliver any more jokes about muzzles or restraints, then she replied timidly, “Ummm, yes, but only once.”

Isabelle looked at the cute witch with the nice bottom and asked, “And you tickled her puss?”

Jenna glanced at Aleisha, and Aleisha said boldly, “We’re vampires, Sister’s, and we don’t keep any secrets from one another.”

Jenna turned to Isabelle and said, “Yes, that was me.”

Images pinged in Isabelle’s mind, and she said timidly, “Arhhh, you can handcuff and muzzle me if you tickle my puss.”

“Hells Bells!” Aleisha snorted as she slapped Isabelle in the chest. “There will be no more talk of handcuffs or muzzles tonight!”

“But Camel, I was-” Isabelle began, until Aleisha cut her off. Glaring at Isabelle, she said, “Excuse me, there may be other activities to, to … you know, entertain us.” Clearly Isabelle didn’t understand, so Aleisha put her right hand out flat, then she wavered it an upwards direction as she said, “Huh, yeah, think, remember?”

“What, they can spank us?”

“God!” Aleisha huffed.

Piper knew exactly what she was suggesting, so she said, “Tourette’s put a sock in it, huh?”

Aleisha knew that Jenna wasn’t shy, and she stepped up to the plate in sexual situations, and with levitating in her mind, she asked timidly, “Anyway Jenna, your group, are they, ummm … friendly?”

“Yeah, we’re all pretty sociable.” Jenna replied.

“What I meant was, when we party, we all get, arrhh, I mean us, we all get, errr …”

Piper chuckled at Aleisha’s mumbling performance, then said, “Jen, when we party, we all get horny.”

Aleisha nodded shyly and said, “Yes, that was what I was trying to say.”

“Some of us get horny even if we’re not partying up.” Ruby said shyly.

“Most of us are horny all the time.” Isabelle said, then she added, “Especially after we’ve seen a bunch of bare asses.”

“Okay, so that’s us Jenna, horny vampires.” Aleisha began brightly, “If we party, we get flirty and adventurous.”

“Actually, we have enhanced senses, so we’re flirty and adventurous all the time,” Piper added, “I mean we wake up and we’re horny.”

“Having enhanced senses means that pretty much, we’re all sluts.” Isabelle advised.

Piper blurted out a laugh, then said, “Yeah, unfortunately, or fortunately, that’s true.”

“I guess what we’re leading to,” Aleisha began, “Is that us, our group, we’re all open to arhhh … experimentation, and we were kinda wondering about you guys, and we were wondering whether witches get you know, frisky.”

Jenna nodded, then said, “Well yeah, we get frisky, sure, and I mean you all look fantastic in those jumpsuits.”

“Yes, I designed this outift.” Aleisha said proudly, then she asked, “So if a few of my group get a little, ummm, adventurous with some of your group, would your guys be comfortable with that?”

“Well Apollonia advised us to be, ummm, errrr, accessible to you guys, so, you know …”

Piper and Isabelle thought about the word accessible, and Piper asked politely, “So that means that we can kiss you guys?”

While Jenna was thinking about her response, Isabelle asked excitedly, “We can fuck you witches?”

In the nights leading up to this party, Jenna had been bombarded by questions from her group, most of the questions centred around one topic, and most of the questions centred around one person, or vampire. What are we allowed to do, and what are we not allowed to do? … Can creatures like us engage with creatures like them? … Can we kiss and touch vampire Aleisha? … Can we have sex with vampire Aleisha? … If we have sex with vampire Aleisha, will she bite us? … Am I allowed to marry vampire Aleisha? Jenna gazed at the vampires, then she said demurely, “We are supernatural creatures of the night, and in a physical sense, there is not much that we shy away from, so if your group becomes, errr … adventurous, I think you’ll replace that our group will be, ummm … accessible.”

“Fuck Piper,” Isabelle said excitedly, “They want us to fuck them!”

Jenna bowed her face and chuckled, then she gazed at Piper as she said shyly, “And on a personal note, I am more than accessible to one particular vampire.”

Piper rocked back, stunned. That was a come-on, that was an invitation, an invitation from her former best friend.

“So Jenna,” Aleisha began, “Just to clearly establish the rules, and I mean we should establish rules tonight, because as Isabelle so crudely advised, we are all sluts; so if one of ours gets a bit flirty with one of yours, that is acceptable?”

Jenna glanced at Piper again, then turned to Aleisha as she replied, “Put it this way, our girls are all excited by this meeting, and in a personal sense, I will be getting flirty with one of yours.”

“Fuck, the witch wants to fuck Piper!” Isabelle exclaimed.

Aleisha looked at Piper and then Isabelle, both of them blushing, and she was content. Isabelle was a Premium-Grade Nuff Nuff, and sensible or rational thoughts rarely circulated in her mind, and because of that, she rarely blushed, she usually made other people blush; and Piper was domineering and aggressive, so she never blushed, until now. The Pistols had been badgering her non-stop in the previous nights, questions coming at her from everywhere. Sex in mid-air? … Levitate then fuck? … Who’s on top? … What if we fall before we blow? … How many witches are we allowed to fuck?

“Okay Jenna, I get the impression that both sides will make themselves accessible to the other side,” Aleisha began, “And I don’t know much about your type, but can you all do the sex in mid-air thing?” Aleisha asked.

The Pistols all tensed, eagerly awaiting an answer to the most important question, and all gazes were on Jenna as the witch nodded shyly, then said, “There is a potion that helps us levitate.”

“Fuck yeah.” Isabelle mumbled to herself.

Confused, and excited, Giddy wanted clarification, so she asked uncertainly, “Is shim taking the piss?”

“Shut up!” Aleisha cautioned, then she calmed herself and faced Jenna. “Excellent, because all my Sister’s are looking forward to that experience.”

“That’s why we’re here!” Isabelle declared.

Aleisha frowned at Isabelle, although she turned her attention back to Jenna, as Jenna said, “Well in the pursuit of making ourselves accessible to your group, we might have a surprise in store for you.”

Having experienced mind-blowing surprises that the witches could provide, Aleisha asked eagerly, “What is the surprise?”

“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.” Jenna replied, then she called out, “Sisters, come over and meet the, the, errr, the vampires.”

In a line, striding almost in perfect harmony, as if they were an army regiment, the witches came forward and stood five feet in front of the vampires.

Jenna pointed to the vampires and said, “This is Piper and this is Vicky, and they are the leaders of the group.” She continued along the line. “I think most of us know Aleisha, and this is Aleisha’s partner, Ruby.”

“Lucky Sucker.” one of the witches mumbled.

“This is Isabelle and Sophia.”

One of the witches whispered, “Big tits.”

Piper bit her bottom lip and said uncertainly, “Ummm Jen, maybe you should tell your guys that we can hear them when they whisper.”

“Really?”

“Excuse me,” one of the witches said, “We’re not guys, we’re witches.”

“Okay, sorry, witches; but yeah, we’ve all got the enhanced senses thing happening.” Piper stated.

“So that’s true then, vampires have enhanced senses?” Jenna asked politely.

“Yeah, we can see in the dark and we can hear shit from half a mile away, and, and … other stuff too.” Piper replied.

Charlene didn’t like the vampires big-noting themselves, so she said, “We don’t need enhanced senses, because we are capable of chemically enhancing our senses through a variety of potions, spells and mixtures.”

Jenna unfurled her right hand and said, “Anyway, back to the introductions, this is Elizabeth and Giddy.”

“Gee, you’ve got a good memory Jenna.”

“Well Elizabeth, as witches, we are gifted with acute memory retention skills.” Jenna replied. She faced the witches and said, “Now, ummm … errr vampires, let me introduce you to my group, the Pearl River Witches; this is Charlene, and Charlene and myself are the leaders of our group.”

Rather than acknowledge Charlene, Aleisha lowered her gaze to the ground.

Vicky looked at Charlene. Her golden hair flowed past her shoulders and she had a very attractive face, and she seemed in great shape. To Vicky’s eye, Charlene looked like a poor-man’s version of Aleisha, or maybe not a poor man’s version, an upper-middle class version.

“This is Davina.” Jenna said.

Davina stepped forward and said, “I am Your Grace’s personal assistant, so if any of you Suckers wish to address Your Grace, you must go through me.”

Jenna looked to the ground, scuffed her shoe in the dirt, and whispered to Davina, “Don’t call them Suckers.”

Davina didn’t quite hear the whisper, so she asked, “What did you say?”

“She said, don’t call us suckers.” Ruby replied.

“Is that what you said?” Davina asked.

“Yes, it is.”

“What do we call them?”

“With your acute memory retention skills, do you remember their names?”

“Of course.”

“Well, how about using their names?”

Vicky noted that while Davina seemed very business-like and abrupt, she had a very curvaceous body and an interesting face, her black hair neatly cut to shoulder length.

A smaller witch said, “Jenna …”

“What Daisy?”

“What about if we wish to refer to the vampires as a group? We can call them Suckers?”

“No, vampires would be more appropriate.”

Another small witch mumbled, “Our Great Queen calls them Sucker’s.”

Jenna bit her bottom lip, because that was true, fortunately for her, Piper said, “Jen, we actually have a team name, because we call ourselves the Pistols.”

“There we go, if we wish to refer to them as a group, we call them the Pistols.” Jenna stated. “So yes, continuing with our group, this is Daisy.”

“I am Daisy!” Daisy repeated. She was the second smallest witch, and she was slender and feminine, her long dark hair parted in the middle. She had a pleasant face with freckles dotted around her cheeks.

“Moving along, this is Jessica, although she prefers to be called Jess.”

“Yes, refer to me as Jess, because that name is gender-neutral.”

Piper and Elizabeth glanced at one another.

Jess was the tallest and most muscular of the witches, the singlet showcasing her toned shoulders and biceps, and her auburn hair was cut in a neat bob.

“Next along is Debbie.”

Debbie stepped forward and said, “Fuck, nice to meet ya’s!”

Jenna cringed, then said apologetically, “You’ll have to excuse Debbie, because she tends to swear quite a bit. She comes from Chicago, and she informs me that everybody swears in Chicago.”

“Fuck,” Isabelle spluttered, “I come from Illinois.”

“Yeah, what fucking part?” Debbie asked.

“Rock-fucking-ford!”

“Rockford, fuck, we were almost fucking neighbours!” Debbie stated.

“Yes, moving along,” Jenna said, “This is Elsie.”

Elsie was cute. She was the smallest witch, and she had a pretty face and a big toothy smile. Her long blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and her big brown eyes seemed to sparkle.

“Hello everyone, I’m very pleased to meet you. My faith instructs me to treat all others with respect and kindness, so I will extend the hand of friendship to all of you.”

Elizabeth liked Elsie already, and she asked, “Are you Catholic?”

“No, Anglican.”

“Ohhh.” Elizabeth mumbled.

“Are you Anglican, Elizabeth?”

“No, Catholic.”

“Ohhh.” Elsie mumbled.

“And the last member of our group is Vicky.”

“Hey, we have a Vicky in our group!” Isabelle stated.

“Yes, we have acute memory retention skills, so we have noted that,” Jenna replied, “So it appears that we both have a Vicky.”

Vicky looked at Vicky (the witch) and noted that she was an attractive blond with big blue-grey eyes, and a very well-rounded figure.

“Big tits.” Giddy and Isabelle muttered at the same time.

“Jenna …”

“Yes Davina.”

“If you wish us to socialize with the vampires, should they be muzzled?”

Jenna frowned, then facing the vampires, she asked politely, “Ummm, Aleisha, Piper, Vicky, can I have a guarantee that none of yours will bite any of ours?”

“Yes, you have our guarantee. We came here to party, not feed.” Aleisha replied. She turned to the Pistols and said, “We got that Sisters, no biting, no fangs out on this night, okay?”

Nods and mumbled agreements were returned to her, although Aleisha was concerned that the one most likely to bite someone, didn’t nod or mumble. Glaring at her, Aleisha said sternly, “Beast, no biting, no producing fangs, no trouble-making and no hissing.”

“Mistress …”

“What?”

“A few of them there witches look kinda tasty.” Giddy mumbled.

The witches froze, then almost in synch, they took a step backwards. A gentle breeze fluttered through the trees as a line of witches stared at a line of vampires.