Halloween26 Ch 6

Billie turns toward the group.

Carla adjusts her popcorn bowl because the situation in her lap is getting complicated and sensitive.

Stef repositions in a way that Carla knows well: she’s hiding a tent.

Ellen has her beer in her lap to do the same.

Carla’s eyes automatically drift to Billie’s lap, but her PE shorts aren’t tight, and the room is dim. Carla can’t be sure what the situation is over there.

“This can’t be the movie,” Billie says. “It’s a PG-13 movie, and since when is the Diagra cartoon hardcore porn?”

“Gotta be like an underground thing,” Ellen suggests meekly.

Carla frowns at the VCR. “Someone taped over the movie. With porn?”

“What channel has porn like this?” Stef asks.

Billie shrugs. Carla doesn’t know. Ellen’s definitely the wrong person to ask.

“Can I borrow this tape?” Stef asks after a second.

“Dude, you’re into cartoon porn?” Carla asks.

Stef doubles down instantly. “I’m not even gonna act embarrassed because you like it too. I will jerk it right here.”

Carla certainly finds it interesting, but it’s that blonde from a minute ago that has her thinking naughty thoughts. That porn star looked a bit like she imagines Jess will when she’s older, minus the dick. Not that she minds the dick.

“No you won’t. Pussy,” Billie says, all mild calmness.

Carla’s eyes almost roll out of her head. Why does Billie always bait Stef? It’s the other day all over again.

Stef instantly doubles down without a trace of self-awareness. How can she not tell that Billie reads her like a book?

“Yes, I will. If there’s more hot stuff on here,” Stef promises. “I’ll so do it. I’m not ashamed.”

“Well, if you do it, I’ll do it,” Billie says. “But you won’t. Because you don’t have the balls.”

That seems over the top. Carla frowns. Could Billie actually have some kind of beef with Stef? Billie’s whole brand is going unnoticed. For her to be abrasive on purpose in front of an audience is too weird. There must be a reason for it.

And poor Ellen has steam coming out of her ears because people are talking about jacking off in her living room while the TV is paused on porn.

“I hope there is more good porn here,” Stef says, snatching the remote. “Fuck this movie. Show me some titties.” She hits play.

Static interrupts the sorceress licking Diagra’s cock.

“Damn it,” Stef grumbles as they’re treated to some footage of a grimy alley.

It cuts to a pretty girl with pigtails and a cute, curved erection. She’s in a well-lit bedroom with another naked woman, only it isn’t a woman at all. It’s a life-sized doll. The camera lingers as the girl squeezes the doll’s breast as though to show off its softness. They see the lifeless face, vacant eyes, and wide-open mouth. Carla can’t help but wonder why the focus is on the doll instead of the girl, who is nude and cute.

Glistening gel falls from a bottle into the girl’s palm, and she reaches between the doll’s legs.

“This is a weird movie,” Ellen says, peeking from between her fingers.