Jennie Bee takes you up to her bedroom with the window open for Jolene to hear

You follow Jennie Beth Jones, that cute highway flag woman with the stompy work boots, the sun-touched face, the blonde hair and the square butt she'd showed off in her sister Jolene's volunteer firefighters squad calendar after Jennie Beth lost a bet to her.

Your car still smells like Jennie Bee from the wet spot on your passenger seat from when you knelt before her heavenly gate and proved she was in no way frigid, rocking Earth and Heaven with her cry of exaltation.

Even if making Jennie Bee cry out to Heaven made you faint. That young lady has strong thighs, stronger thighs than yours even, and when Heaven touched her, those thighs just clamped tight closed around your head long enough to knock you right out flat. Your ears and cheeks can still feel it.

Jennie Bee turns her little yellow pick-up off at a lane that runs round the bottom of a wooded hill. There's a house in a big unfenced yard with a drainage ditch running along the front, in a row of loosely spaced houses, each with some excuse for a bridge or a metal plate over the ditch, some houses with wire fences, some with wooden picket fences, and some just with posts in the corners like the one Jennie Beth Jones turns off at. There's an older but well-kept motorcycle parked under a roof overhang.

Jennie points and waves at you as you follow her pick-up up the gentle slope to the house. "Park anywhere over there!" she says. There's a sort-of flat area with a little retaining wall to keep the hillside from creeping down into the parking area. Easy enough to find a place. You square up your car against the wall. Jennie parks her yellow pick-up in a roof-and-side-walls carport tacked onto a garage.

Jennie waits for you at the front door. She's not quite bouncing, but you see she would if she got the slightest encouragement. "Jolene's out back washing her car," Jennie Bee says with a grin. "If we tiptoe up to my bedroom and leave the window open, she won't have any trouble knowing what just hit me." Jennie gives you a look square in the eyes, happy and confident. "You."

You can't help but grin yourself. "I'm just the messenger, Jennie Bee. The message is that you can touch Heaven and be your own witness to joy. Not waiting on any man. Not waiting on any woman. Sharing when the spirit moves you, but knowing you can go there yourself, now that you've seen the exaltation at the mountaintop of joy."

Jennie Beth Jones leads you into the house and up a flight of wooden stairs with a beat-up, faded old carpet runner tacked up the middle, up to the sultry heat of the attic bedrooms, and into her room, leaving the door open to carry a draft from the window.

Out the back window and down in back of the house was Jennie Bee's sister, wearing a swimsuit and a ball cap as she gave her shiny coral-orange Ford Mustang a wash and wipe and wax. You'd allow that Jolene could indeed pull off being a swimsuit model from her shape. A real swimsuit catalog model, filling it out top and bottom, not a skinny clothes rack of a woman. Jolene's long golden hair was threaded through a gap in the back of her ball cap, helping keep it out of the way of the car washing, and her bright blue one-piece had yellow stripes down the sides.

"That's my big sister," Jennie says. "She loves her car. She loves being on the volunteer fire squad. She got some kind of package when she came out of the army so she doesn't have to to get a job job right away, but she's gonna go back to school in the fall, or after New Year's. She helped me get into the highway department." Jennie takes a breath and a step back from the window, lowering her voice. "And she needs to hear me get the good news."

There's a moment of silence. Her eyes are wide and bright.

"Make the spirit move me, Mary Forbes," Jennie Beth says. "Let me make a joyful noise."

You have Hard -1, Hot +3, Cool 0, Control -1, Mistress and Mind Control.
You have 2 XP.

Using EAT HER on Jennie to show off a loud joyful noise in front of Jennie's sister Jolene. On a 7-9, choose two from: Jennie cums, you eat her ass, no trouble, +1 Forward.