He takes her home, and runs into her sister.

Chapter 3 – Putting a Plan Together (continued)

They were silent while Jason navigated them back to the street and started on the route to Chloe’s apartment complex.

“Lynn knows about the HS.” Chloe blurted out after a few minutes. “But it’s never been quite this bad before. And Jason…”

“Hmm?” He glanced at her, but kept both hands on the steering wheel.

“Let’s keep our relationship status a secret, for now.”

“Oh… okay.” He agreed.

“If nothing else, you need to still pretend to be dating Stephani, at least until you get their confession.”

Jason nodded.

“I’m guessing you won’t want to lie to Kate, Heather, or Alex, so if things start getting serious with any of them, you can tell them we’re dating, and I’ll back you up if needed. But hopefully that won’t be for a while yet.”

He nodded again.

They were quiet as Jason drove, but Chloe was no longer crying, and even smiled fondly at him most the trip. As Jason pulled up in front of her home, he glanced at her, and saw her eyes were closed, her face still turned toward him, and she was snoring softly.

Jason’s smile widened, and he turned off his car’s engine and sat for a moment, basking in his girlfriend sleeping next to him for a few minutes.

“Hey.” He said finally. “Hey, Chloe.”

He very gently reached over and tapped the smooth unblemished skin of her shoulder. She didn’t respond.

He got out of the car, and moved around to the passenger side, praying that she wouldn’t freak out on him if he couldn’t wake her.

He gave her a few shakes, and called her name a few times, but when she continued to snore, he sighed and reached across her to disentangle her seatbelt, then carefully slid an arm behind her back under her shoulders, and the other beneath her knees. He grunted as he straightened up, careful not to bang her head as he lifted her out of the car, and nudged the door closed with his foot.

She immediately snuggled into him, tucking her head into his shoulder, whatever spicy cinnamon soap she used assaulting his senses as her braid dangled down below her from beneath the sweater top, occasionally swaying into his abdomen as he carried her up the sidewalk.

He was halfway to the front door of the apartment block, which contained four apartments, with Chloe’s thankfully being one of the front two buildings, when he heard a car pull into one of the nearby parking spaces in the driveway.

“Jason?” Chloe’s older sister Lynn emerged from the driver’s seat of her shiny black Charger. “Is Chloe okay?”

“Shh!” Jason shushed the short curvy Navajo woman. “She tired herself out.”

“Oh.” Lynn trotted up alongside him, and gave her sister a concerned once-over. “What happened?” She whispered.

“Um… a lot of things.” Jason could see no way of explaining the situation without telling the truth about their new relationship, and Lynn out of everyone deserved to know. “We’re kind of secretly dating now.”

“What?! Since when?” She asked fiercely. “And why is it secret? Is that why you’re wearing her lipstick? Has she been crying? Did you make her cry, Jason?!!”

“Hang on, let me answer.” He cut in after a half dozen rapid-fire questions, “We started ‘dating’ about an hour ago, I think.” That just drew a confused look so he quickly went on, “We made out. And she freaked out when I… I must have done something that triggered a bad reaction, but she couldn’t tell me why, and I didn’t push. She was crying because of her freakout, but assured me it wasn’t my fault. I think she was mad and upset that we couldn’t do more.” Now Lynn looked up at him with hostility and concern.

“We worked some things out though.” He tried to reassure her. “And we’re making some progress, but she doesn’t want to tell everyone right away that we’re dating.”

“Okay…” Lynn regarded him coolly, but seemed to want to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Also, I kind of surprised her by dressing up nicer than she expected, and she borrowed a few things so she’d look nice too. Including…” Jason paused, realizing Chloe wasn’t wearing the tank top, and he hadn’t brought it out of the car either. “Oh, she was wearing a tank top under the sweater a little earlier; I think I left it in the car along with her jacket.”

Lynn raised one eyebrow at him, “How did that happen? Or do I want to know?”

He shrugged, “She took it off herself.” He explained simply.

Since he was occupied, Lynn went to Jason’s car, her hips swaying in her skirt from the graceful way she walked in heels. Chloe liked to joke that despite being older, Lynn was her ‘little’ sister, since she was a good half foot shorter than her, just barely over five feet, and where Chloe was fairly willowy, with wide shoulders, and narrow limbs and hips, Lynn had an hourglass figure with an ass and breasts that honestly looked a little out of proportion on her petite frame. Her plump backside was outlined by her skirt as she leaned into his car to find the tank top, and while Jason normally would have looked away, he couldn’t help but remember Chloe teasing him about seeing her and her sister getting frisky together. Thankfully, by the time Lynn turned around with her top and Chloe’s jacket in hand and closed the door to Jason’s Accord, he had schooled himself into a neutral if tired expression.

“Chloe told me a secret.” Jason added when Lynn caught back up to him, still examining the damage Chloe had done to her sister’s top with a look of distaste.

“Did she? What secret would that be?” She asked, looking up at him as they walked side-by-side.

“She told me about her HS.” He said, his face heating up.

“Oh…” Lynn blushed as well. “Do I want to know how and why that came up?”

“Well, I said we made out.” Jason explained, and Lynn nodded. “She was sitting on my lap.”

“Ah…”

“And, uh… well she’s wearing a skirt, and borrowed stockings from Jenny.”

“Yeah okay, I don’t need the details.” Lynn said, her normally brown face looking almost cherry red in the cheeks.

“She mentioned you knew about it. I got the impression not many people do. So I don’t know if she might need any kind of special… treatment?” He tried to keep his speculation vague.

“Firstly… no. Secondly, ew. I appreciate you trying to look out for her, but she generally takes care of that herself. I don’t need or want to know the details of her… well, that. Thirdly, ew!” She said the last with a playful smirk.

“Gotcha.” Jason nodded, pausing while Lynn opened the door and led the way inside and up the stairs to Chloe’s room. She turned down the sheets and blanket, and Jason carefully laid Chloe down on the bed.

They each took hold of one of Chloe’s boots and tugged them off. Then Lynn examined the rest of what she was wearing, touching the neckline of the sweater. “Is she wearing anything under this?” She wondered aloud.

“Not since she took the tank top off.” Jason explained.

“Well it’s going to have to come off, and probably some of the rest of this.” She said, turning to look up at Jason. “You might be dating now, but I can handle this from here. If she lets you ogle her when she’s awake, that’s her business, but I’m not undressing her while you’re here.”

“Okay. Do you want me to wait downstairs? Do you need to talk with me before I leave?”

“Yeah, go ahead, I’ll just be a minute. Oh, and Jason.” He paused as she rifled through her purse, and handed him what looked like a wet wipe. “This should get the lipstick off your face.”

So Jason took the wipe and rubbed Chloe’s black lipstick from his own lips and cheeks as he made his way back down the stairs. He hadn’t seen Jenny, so figured she was already asleep. He sat down on the same couch he’d waited on earlier in the evening after throwing away the wipe in the kitchen, and retrieved his phone so he could check on his girlfriend’s profile once more.

Chloe Yazzie

Relationship: Boyfriend, Co-Conspirator, Gaming Buddy

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Loyalty 90 (+1), Friendship 74, Affection 68, Lust 59, Trust 59 (+1), Playfulness 43, Protectiveness 42, Love 39 (+2)

Special Traits: Confidante, Partner in Crime

Hidden Traits*: Deeply Rooted Trauma, Self Loathing, Taboo Geass

Active Effects: Reveal hidden traits and details.

Still a bit of change just since he’d revealed her hidden traits. He could hardly believe she was already under an enchantment of some sort even before he’d discovered his app. He had to wonder just how much of his wiccan magic actually worked. Assuming he’d been performing his rituals correctly. Maybe he could renew his efforts in that area, now that he had proof that magic was real.

In the meantime, there was another profile he could check.

Evelynn Yazzie

Relationship: Sister’s Boyfriend

Prominent Attitudes (out of 100): Trust 39, Playfulness 33, Friendship 21, Affection 18, Envy 11, Lust 2

He hadn’t honestly expected Lynn to even have a lust score, even one as low as 2. And he was surprised by how much she trusted him. This was the first time he’d seen envy on someone’s attitude list. He wondered what it was about him that she envied. Maybe his close relationship with her sister? Because of the nearly decade age difference between them, Lynn had often been more like a mother than a sister to Chloe, even taking her in when she was 16 and some rift had formed between Chloe and her parents. He even remembered her babysitting for him and his siblings when he was really little, before his sister Helena had been old enough to look after them herself. He didn’t know exactly what she did for work, but he knew she made pretty good money to be able to afford their nice apartment and her classic muscle car. Chloe’s pizza delivery job certainly didn’t cover an even share of the rent they must pay here.

He was jarred out of his musings as Lynn emerged from the staircase. She’d removed her blazer somewhere upstairs, leaving her in a flowing blouse with ruffles along the front. Her shoes were also gone, and her stockinged feet whispered along the carpet as she approached and sat down on the couch next to him with a sigh.

“You’ll forgive me; I’ve been on my feet all day.” She muttered, and Jason glanced at them, her toes visible through the sheer nylon.

“Do you want me to…?” He held a hand out towards her right foot nearest to him.

She raised an eyebrow at his offer, but then instead of answering, simply turned herself sideways, leaning back against the armrest of the couch and depositing her feet in his lap. He gave her his best most reassuring smile and took her right foot in both his hands, and began to knead her sole. She stiffened at first, but then sunk back into the cushions with a groan. “You could use some practice.” She told him, “But that does feel good.”

Jason merely smiled, and continued working over her foot to the best of his ability. “So. You and my baby sister, huh?” She asked once he’d begun to lose himself in his concentration.

He nodded. “I care about her a lot, always have. Now we’re just exploring things a little more directly.”

“Do I need to worry about getting you guys protection?”

He flinched, and she winced when he pressed a little too hard between her toes. “Sorry.”

But she chuckled, “Naw, I did that on purpose, springing that on you. Serves me right I guess. Here, take those off.” She suggested, raising her hips off the couch as she hiked up her skirt enough to get at the waistband of her hose, and pushed them down her legs to her thighs, then smoothed her skirt back down after flashing him her matching satin grey panties.

Jason tried to pretend he hadn’t just gotten an eyeful, and slid her stockings the rest of the way off her feet, and handed her the balled up material.

If she’d noticed him looking, she didn’t seem upset. But he thought for a moment to get back to her question. “We aren’t planning on going all the way any time soon.” He reassured her. “She’s not ready for that, and I’m willing to wait.” Of course, he left out the part about Chloe encouraging him to lose his virginity to someone else.

“Well, that’s one less worry for me then.” She sighed, and closed her eyes.

“We’ll probably kiss a lot though. She really enjoys that. And so you’ll probably see us doing that from time to time.”

“I’m sure I’ll get used to it.”

Jason switched to her other foot, and she cooed for a moment before asking, “So did you pay tonight, or did you guys go dutch?”

“I paid. But she covered the tip.”

She was quiet for several long minutes, though she continued to make occasional soft noises of alternating discomfort and pleasure. “Okay, this one might be impertinent, but call me curious. Now that you know about her HS, does that change the way you feel about her at all? It’s not going to mean you get to do the deed with her a lot, as you seem to already have discovered. Think of her as a normal girl with an issue that has some good and bad side effects.”

“It doesn’t change how I feel.” Jason admitted honestly. “If anything, it just makes me want to take care of her more. And no, that’s not a euphemism.”

“Good answer. You always were a smart one.”

“Can I ask you something?” He said after a moment. He seemed to have worked out most of the major kinks in her foot and was now just rolling his knuckles lightly along her skin from different angles.

“Go ahead.”

“Chloe seems to have some… hang-ups. Do you know what those are about?”

Lynn sighed, and frowned, sitting up and pulling her feet from his lap. “I have a pretty good idea. But I’m not going to tell you.”

“Why not?” Did she not trust him enough for that?

“She won’t ever talk about it. Not with her doctor, and not even with me. When I try, she denies anything ever happened, even though I was there, and I saw some of it. So I decided long ago, that if she doesn’t want my help, then it’s up to her when and how she opens up. So if she’s not ready to tell you, I’m not going to tell you either.”

Jason frowned. Lynn didn’t know about the taboo, but he couldn’t think of how he could get around that idea without revealing something he shouldn’t. So after some thought, he nodded. “That makes sense. I won’t push.” Lynn turned and put her feet back on the floor, stretching her arms before Jason turned and asked, “Maybe this is a dumb question, but why are you still single?”

Lynn choked out a laugh, “My, you’re in a mood today.” She chuckled, “I’m too busy for romance. Keeping a roof over my sister’s head is a full time job. Best I can do is an occasional hookup at a club or bar on my way home, but I’m choosy, so not a lot of guys make the cut, and I never bring them here. Though I guess sometimes I wish I had someone a little more regular, not that I’d necessarily want to be attached.”

“Choosy, huh? What sorts of guys do you look for? And you think you’d like someone whose already in an open relationship with another girl?”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but I like them tall, and lean. Not too muscular, but not skinny either. I’m a bit of a short stack, and I appreciate someone who can toss me around. And yeah, something like that, I guess.”

“There’s a mental image.” Jason teased.

“To be honest, if you were about five years older, put on about fifteen pounds of muscle, and weren’t dating my sister, you might fit the criteria yourself.”

Jason grinned, “Well, uh…” He wondered if he should try to hint at Chloe’s teasing and openness from earlier, but figured they needed to discuss that between them before trying anything with Lynn. “I’ve always found you sexy, from the moment I started liking girls at all.” He admitted finally.

She laughed, a high chirpy sound, “Oh trust me, I’ve noticed. You’re not nearly as subtle as you think you are, little man.” Jason snorted, and she amended her statement. “Okay, not so little. Young man, I guess. Just how tall are you, anyways? At least six four, six six?”

“Close, I’m six foot eight.”

Lynn whistled, “Well, that’s definitely tall. Wonder why no one else in your family got those giant genes.”

“My cousin Johnny is six foot five, and Percy is already five foot eight, and she’s just thirteen.”

She laughed, “I stand corrected.” Putting actions to words, she got up from the couch, and stretched again. This new position gave him a great opportunity to check out her ass and thick bust from the side. “I’m tired, and you should probably get home before Alex sends out a search party. It’s been nice chatting, and don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone about you dating Chloe until she has a chance to first.”

“Not even Jenny or Bree?”

“Not even them.”

Jason got to his feet as well, and stood awkwardly for a moment, then offered Lynn a handshake.

She chirp-laughed again, “Come off that, you’re practically a brother now, come here.” And he allowed her to pull him into a hug, her face going right into his sternum. If their genders had been reversed, she would have been the perfect height to smother herself in his breasts.

When she pulled away, he smiled at her, and resisted the urge to pat the top of her head. “Well, good night then.” He told her, starting toward the door.

“Good night, Jay.” She replied, heading up the stairs with her stockings held loosely in one hand. She paused long enough to watch him exit and close the door behind him then soon he was back in his car and on his way home.