Synopsis: Jenny learns during the end of the Summer Session and start of the School Year that Collecting Essence allows rapid progress in her lessons with Aunt Sheila, but it does not solve problems.

 

Sisters of Raven Square

by Misty Dawn and Christy Lake

Part 07: August Doldrums

 

"Spit it out, Jen!"

It seemed to Jenny that Sharla had been very happy to see her when she returned late Sunday morning. It also seemed that Aunt Sheila was very happy with Jenny's progress in her 'Domestic Tutoring" project. The morning after the Essence Collection, Jenny was instructed to practice all her clean up spells without duplicating all the ritual steps. She was able and as a result, Jenny was now an Initiate, Second Level. She was allowed to invite Sharla and her new friend Naomi, to stay with Jenny at the house anytime Aunt Sheila was in town. Anytime that is except when Aunty Sheila scheduled "Domestic Tutoring" project tutoring! It was still 'verboten' for her to speak of her becoming a witch to any but her parents, her aunt, or Janet Wainwright, her mentor.

From that weekend on, every chance the girls had, they were at Jenny's. Sharla had even managed to get Naomi invited a couple of times—it seemed to Jenny those two girls were always together these days–though Sheila, and even Jenny were reluctant to 'wave their hands about' using American Sign Language (ASL) to 'speak' with her. "Proper ladies do not flutter their hands all about while talking, Jenny," her Aunt had told her a number of times. Though the woman was a bit of a snob, there were rewards that made the visits worth the effort. Jenny's daddy's computer was a 24/7 cable hookup to the Internet and was a great timesaver on researching papers. Having a High Resolution printer at a whim was great too.

August was quickly passing. The End of Course tests had been going very well. Sharla and Jenny were taking a break at Jenny's house. Aunt Sheila, who was down at the Mall or somewhere had suspended the tutoring because of the testing. Naomi had opted to go home for the weekend as, due to the quirks in the testing schedule, she had somehow come up with a classless Friday. Jenny and Sharla had agreed to double date with a couple of the guys from their classes. Though she was no longer reluctant to perform orally, Jenny remained adamant, concerning the giving up of her maidenhead and was determined not to give it as casually as aunt suggested it be done.

Jenny was enthusiastic about the coming fall session. She had managed to snag the big room on the third floor center of Fulton Hall for Sharla and herself. The great thing about the room was, besides having three floors of guys to select from, that on the left, or odd numbers side of the hall, where normally there should have been two more dorm rooms, and there was a television lounge and dayroom. It was also the only unrestricted smoking area in the building. In addition, since Aunt Sheila's startling revelations concerning her maturing and progressing towards the inner circles, and following her 'Grand Entrance' her need of a handy supply of the male essence from which she now drew her strength was acute.

The girls were excited about the coming evening. Jenny was in the bedroom getting ready while Sharla finished her bath. A naughty notion popped into her mind and she went into the bathroom to broach the subject to the tall redhead. Sharla glanced up to see Jenny, in customary high-heeled mules, but instead of her dressing gown, only a white satin thong and matching bra graced her ample curves, standing in the door gazing at her, a strange, wistful, almost hopeful expression coloring her own very lovely features. "I just had a crazy idea, but I didn't know what you'd think if I told you what I wanted, or what you'd think if I did it, so I was just wondering..."

"Spit it out, Jen," Sharla chuckled, noting her friend's hesitancy.

"Well . . ." A blush crept up the other girl's neck. "Oh please don't think me a slut…" Karl had been demanding more than a kiss for weeks now. And Jenny quietly agreed, but for her own more selfish reasons. She wanted to become as strong as possible as quickly as possible. What she had in mind to do could only help her achieve a higher level and not ruin her reputation within the dorm!

"Come on!"

"Doyuhthinktheguyswillwannatakeusouttothelookoutpointatthelake?" She asked, rushing the sentence so it all came out as a single word.

Giving her friend a deliberately innocent look, Sharla replied, "Gee, Jenny, I should think that their wanting to take us out to The Point is a given. But, whether or not we allow them take us, is up to us."

Jenny nodded, her blush deepening. It was imperative she 'recharge' as soon as she could. She had spent so much of her precious energies cleaning their room earlier. "It's just that…"

"Oh, Jen! Come on, what's with you today?"

"Oh, Sharla, it's just that Karl and I have been going out for weeks now, and I think I'd like to let'im go a little farther than just a hug and a kiss," the blonde suggested wistfully. There was no doubt in her mind that Karl would appreciate what she had in mind. "Give'im a bit of real pleasure… yuh know?"

"Just how far, Jen?" Sharla asked suddenly suspicious.

"Not THAT far!" Jen nearly shouted, she was still determined to retain her maidenhead, at least that! "But…well…oh, well I was just thinking… and I thought maybe a little heavy petting . . ." Goddess, I wish I could tell her what I have to do now! I'm sure she would understand! "You do like Kevin, don't you?"

"I dunno, Jen. Sure, I like Kevin and all that, but I'm not at all sure he is the light of my life… I mean… well, maybe…"

"Please, Sharla. Just a little fooling around is all. You don't have to let'im inside your bra or panty!" she gushed aloud. For what she had in mind she could remain fully dressed, but silently, to herself, she added. But, if I'm not WEARING a bra . . .

"Why are you asking me?"

Jenny shrugged and suddenly grinned softly. "Well, if we agree and go just so far, and go no farther, then neither we, nor the boys, could think badly of us."

Sharla giggled, the logic was all Jenny, and in her friend's way it somehow made perfect sense, and she had to agree it was true. "Okay, Jen. But I'm not going to let it go any further than outside my unders! But…" Her eyes sharpened, "…what you do with Karl is your business," her friend then nodded briskly.

"'Kay, Sharla. Thanks for understanding." Even before the words were all said aloud, she was thinking, but, if I'm not wearing either panties or bra. . .

Late that night, though the redhead knew exactly what Jenny was doing to Karl as she leaned over his lap, as promised, she said nothing to Jenny about it. She even handed the blonde a napkin when she finished! And the blonde had kept her promise. She had not allowed Karl to get inside her unders. She hadn't been wearing any!

*****OoooO*****

Aunt Sheila was very proud of Jenny's progress. The girl had mastered and worked with the basic household cleaning spells and no longer needed the support of the circle and altar to do the carpet, floor, walls, windows, and ceiling cleaning spells. Though it was late September, it was still quite warm and Jenny, wearing short-shorts and snug tank, hurried to their room in their new dorms as soon as she was able to get out of her classes. Working her newly acquired skills with a casual confidence she manipulated the proper spells, and in just a matter of about a half hour, Jenny had their room and bathroom squeaky clean. She really wanted to show off her use of 'The Power' to Sharla, but Aunt Sheila had been adamant. "Practicing the Manipulation of The Force is good, but no one is to know you're a witch until you are initiated into the third circle." This phrase had been told her so often she was hearing it in her sleep.

The old witch could be, often was, quite strict and had a real temper. Her Aunt had almost blasted Jenny when she used a filter spell on the house smoke detectors to block cigarette smoke out of the sensor chambers. The old fuddy-duddy had insisted Jenny balance her negation spell by putting an attraction spell for all combustion products other than tobacco or cigarette papers.

Jenny was stuffing assignment materiel in her book bag. She had already filled a large Adidas with dirty clothes. She always took her laundry with her on Thursdays when she went home to participate in more of Aunt Sheila's lessons. The blonde wondered where her aunt found all the guys. Fridays and Saturdays, when she normally had some free time between extractions, she did her laundry and caught up her class assignments before they showed up after dinner. Whenever Aunt Sheila decreed "No Visitors," like she had for this weekend, Jenny knew what was in store and needed her textbooks to keep from completely losing it. To tell the truth, what bothered her most was that, Karl was again pissed at her! He'd wanted her to go clubbing with him again this Saturday night and she'd had to decline. And that horny son will just go out and find some bimbo to give his tasty Essence to. Damn his horny hide anyway!

Hooking her book bag over her smooth shoulder, Jenny laid her cigarette in the ashtray and grabbed up her laundry bag. "Igottagetgoingnow, Sharla!" She waved briefly and was out the door and down the hall towards the stairway. She never used the elevator, preferred to leave it for the kids who really needed it. Her standard reason always was, "Besides, I could stand to loose a couple of pounds!"

"Huummm, I doubt if semen has all that many calories!" She scolded herself as she sped out through the main door of the building towards Pickle's cab waiting for her at the curb.

*****OoooO*****

The stream of almost constant smoke rising from Jenny's desk ashtray, the mark of Jenny's rebellion, mingled with the cloud of tobacco smoke rolling into the room from the overcrowded smoking lounge across the hall. The redheaded psionic decided she needed to do something about it.

*****OoooO*****

"Sheila, this is Janet. I've been in the circle for two days trying to locate that collection of emeralds. I thought I had found them. Then, suddenly, the probes were blocked and then my spells dispersed."

A sigh of disappointment escaped Sheila. "No chance of gathering the probes and finding where they were?"

"Sheila, it's like they never happened." The older woman sounded exasperated.

"What happened, Janet?"

"That's just it, Sheila," the level of her exasperation seemed to rise a little. "I don't know what happened."

"Damn it! We gotta find her! She is already so powerful I'd hate to face her in conflict!"

"I know! Look Sheila, I'll work up a new batch of probes. Wish I knew what it is that gives my probes away!"

"Okay, keep working at it. If she gains much more power . . ."

"I know! I KNOW!" cried Janet tightly. "How's Jenny doing?"

"Great Janet, I think she's ready for initiation." She's performing Craft level works as it is."

 

The End of Part 07, Year 1, the Raven Square Story, in the Sharla Winslowe Universe – Part 08 next.

  

  

  

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