Rôti de Porc

Maddy shifted with a stir as the doors of the hotel swung open, announcing the arrival of others in the lobby. Sitting up, she saw Lily and Noemi had arrived, cheerfully talking with each other. Maddy gave a sigh of relief; When Lily had expressed her plan to confront Noemi about her behaviour, she had feared the worst, but now it seemed she had gotten herself worried over nothing.

She sat up from the armchair and walked over to the two. “Did you two have any luck finding Stella?”

Noemi blinked. “Oh-right, sorry we just kinda got caught up in talking to each other. Found out we had very similar high school experiences.”

Lily sighed, “Lots of hard work and very little to show for it; it was nice to just kind of chat like that.”

“For sure!” Noemi beamed.

Maddy smiled awkwardly; turns out it went really well, like beyond what she might have reasonably expected from the two of them.

The doors swung open again and announced Mira and Eliza’s return, though the atmosphere surrounding them was as cold as normal. Seeing everyone already huddled together, Mira asked, “Any word from Caleb then?”

Maddy frowned; that didn’t bode well. “No, and Lily and Noemi apparently didn’t make it out to look.”

Eliza looked over at the two chatting away and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, is that right?”

Noemi seemed to flinch for a second under the attention but quickly recovered. “We just ended up having so much fun together.”

Turning to Maddy, Mira followed up, “What about Maya?”

“She came back a few hours ago after a trip to the sabotage shop. I asked her if she had seen Stella, and she said no before returning to her room.”

Eliza bit her lip and turned towards Mira. “Do we go back out?”

Looking toward the entryway, the agent shook her head. “It seems that will be unnecessary”

Caleb and Stella made their way through the entrance, holding hands as they made their way into the lobby, and the master folded his umbrella.

“You found her!” Maddy was the first to speak up.

“We were all worried sick!” Noemi added, though Maddy shot her a disapproving look.

“Uh-yeah, hey everyone-sorry for causing a stir like that, jeez.” Stella let go of Caleb’s hand and made her way behind the bar. “Can I make anyone else a drink? I could really use one. Maddy- you look like an Appletini girlie to me.”

The blonde scoffed, “Amaretto sour.”

“Oh, ok girl!” Stella gave an appreciative smile as she set to work on making the drinks.

Eliza was still frowning as she made her way to the bar and glared over at Stella, “That’s it, no explanation?”

Caleb shifted his weight awkwardly, “She wasn’t in any real danger but…honestly, if she doesn't want to talk about it I don’t want to make her.”

Stella looked out at all the expectant faces and momentarily paused mixing drinks and sighed, “I don’t want to get into the brass tacks of it all ok? Can we just leave it at the fact that I didn't feel like I belonged here? Not with Caleb? Not with you all? So I ran, simple as that.”

Lily frowned and reached out, “Stella… that's so fucking dumb”

“Lily!” Maddy’s voice rose, surprised at her friend even as Stella herself looked stunned.

Lily pushed forward, “You’re the one who told me that we’re all fuck ups here; well, you’re like the queen of the fuck ups. What are we supposed to do without our queen?” She shot Stella a wink.

“What an illustrious title!” Stella’s head whipped back, and she laughed, “Alrighty then, no more running then. Would hate to deprive you all of your precious monarchy.” She turned her head slightly and smiled at Caleb, who sat in an armchair to watch the girls gather around Stella and began laughing and making drinks together.

Mira passed by and let her hand glide across Caleb’s leg. “We learned something interesting while we were out, but it can wait until tomorrow.”

Caleb’s eyebrows shot up. “Are you sure? Anything that we need to be concerned about?”

Mira shook her head. “No, nothing like that, though it may be helpful in figuring out how we want to handle ourselves long term.”

Caleb nodded and casually brushed off Mira’s hand. “Thanks, we can talk about it tomorrow then.”

Mira retracted her hand and tried to hide the hurt she felt in her chest. “I’ll go check in on Maya, let her know we found Stella.”

Turning his head away from her, the master just nodded. “Yeah, ok you do that.”

Not looking back, Mira made her way to the stairwell as a swell of laughter came from the bar. Eventually, Eliza sat up, “I should check in on my roommate; I haven’t seen Amy all day.”

Stella tilted her head. “I sent my mini me to try and keep her out of trouble, so I think she should be fine.”

Eliza gave a skeptical look. “That may be, but you also vanished all day, so I’d be more comfortable double-checking.”

Caleb waved her off. “Let us know if you need anything.”

Eliza meandered her way up the stairs, part of her thinking it would be ok to stick around for a bit longer, have a drink, joke around. However, the part of her that was still a 50+ year old woman felt she had a responsibility to look after these younger girls and make sure that they were all safe. So she hoped, as she got to the room of the Innamorti suite, that there was nothing to warrant the concern.

The first thing that hit her was the smell. The room reeked; the sweet, spicy scent of sweat was mixed in with the musky odor of sex. As Eliza held the collar of her shirt to her nose and stepped in, she saw the source of the odor.

Collapsed on the bed, drenched in her own fluids, the bed drenched as well, was a blissed-out Amy. The oni gave Eliza a dopey smile, acknowledging her presence as the miniature Stella above her gave an impish giggle.

Eliza waved her hand. “Amy, have you been in here all day?”

Amy gave a giggle in chorus with the tiny Stella, “Well, tiny Stella pointed out we had the room to ourselves and the best way to relax would be to have a little bit of goon time to ourselves. And then, well, no one came back, so I just kept on going.”

Eliza could barely contain her disbelief. “So while we were all searching for Stella, you’ve been masturbating all day long?!”

“Not all day!” Amy sat up. “I stopped to hydrate and eat a sandwich!”

Flustered, Eliza’s body shook, and she ran towards the exit. “Get this place cleaned up before tonight! Please!” She slammed the door behind her, breathing heavily. She wished she could say it was just the nerves, the disbelief, or the embarrassment that was making her react in such a way, but as she clung to her own arms as heat flushed her chest, she knew there was another cause.

Sexual Reawakening: There is a common phenomenon of older women’s libido going up; while Eliza may physically be younger now, we don’t want her to miss out on the experience. Eliza's body will take on the more exaggerated sexual characteristics of a cougar on the prowl. In addition, her baseline arousal will go up, and her libido will become ultra sensitive (Milf)

Such a scene might turn anyone on, but Eliza was already at a state of turned on at all times. Now? She felt like there were ants under her skin, sexy ants all whispering how good it would feel to get absolutely reamed in this moment. It had taken all her willpower not to jump the sex stained oni right there on the bed.

Catching her breath, Eliza let out a long exhale, “Maybe I could use that drink.”

Around two hours later, Caleb and Stella were alone again on their ride up to the Master’s Suite. Caleb looked down at the imp and smiled, nudging her shoulder, “Did you have fun?”

“Fun? Yeah, I guess so. Lily doesn’t pull any punches, does she? And Maddy isn’t the lightweight I expected.” Her expression was wistful as the Elevator whirred in the background, taking them ever higher.

“Must come from working in a restaurant; I’ll need to ask her about it.” Caleb remarked as the bell signalling their arrival rang off and the two disembarked.

They walked quietly toward the door, and Stella grabbed Caleb’s arm. “Not to disappoint you, I know I said I had something in mind for tonight, but that something isn’t sex.”

“Oh-” Caleb let out involuntarily before holding up his hands, “Not disappointed, just maybe a bit surprised, is all. We can do whatever you like, of course.”

“Just…after everything that’s happened today, everything we talked about- I’d like to watch something a little comforting.” Stella clicked her heels together and snapped her eyes up at Caleb. “If you laugh, I reserve the right to kick your ass!”

Caleb smiled gently. “Wouldn’t think of it, so what exactly is it you had in mind?”

Now in the Master’s suite, Stella was making popcorn and Caleb looked down at the cassette in his hand of 1973’s animated Charlotte’s Web

He gently pushed it into the cassette player and sat on the couch as Stella popped in next to him with a big bowl of popcorn. Sliding a kernel into her mouth, she looked over at Caleb. “Ever seen it?”

Caleb lightly shook his head. “No, but its based on a book right?”

Stella nodded, “The book is different, more grounded; I like this though.”

Caleb grabbed a handful of popcorn and watched as the mediocre animation of Hanna-Barbera told the story of Wilbur, a runt pig who is taken in by a girl, kept as a pet until he reaches the size of a normal pig, at which point he is taken to the farm to be raised for meat.

Then he befriends a spider that concocts a scheme to make the farmers spare the pig by treating him as a show product rather than consumer meat. All while singing beautiful songs.

“Is it wrong that I think Charlotte-” Caleb started.

“No, she’s hot, like not visually but that voice and attitude?” Stella gave a sharp bark, “Mommy energy, you know?”

The movie continued, and eventually, after going to the State fair, Charlotte manages to save Wilbur's life, but unfortunately, a spider’s life is much shorter than a pigs and during one final song, Charlotte dies, leaving a sack of her eggs in Wilbur’s care and the haunting cries of a sad pig.

Caleb looked over at this point, noticing that Stella had gone quiet and saw tears in her eyes. He quietly whispered, “You can use my shoulder if you like”

Stella quietly nodded and leaned in, cozying up to Caleb.

Eventually, Wilbur returns to the farm, and if the gut punch earlier wasn't enough, the eggs hatch, but with dozens of Charlotte's daughters saying “peace” and bouncing on Wilbur, leaving him alone. That is, until he finds three that have stayed behind purposefully to keep him company, and the film ends with this new friendship.

Caleb was surprised to find his own eyes tearing up. The film was hackneyed at times, borderline ugly animation at others, sometimes the music didn’t fit, and still, even so. He wrapped His arm around Stella, who, at the contact, burst into tears.

“She didn’t have to do any of that- you know? What does a dumbass pig mean to a spider?” She grabbed Caleb's shirt and cried into it.

“Hey hey- but she did, right? She wanted to do it. She liked Wilbur, and that was enough for her to spend until her dying day trying to help him. It’s really sweet.” Caleb pet down her back.

Stella blew her nose into his shirt. “Dumbass pig didn’t even realize, didn’t even care she was dying to help him.”

Caleb paused, “He didn’t know any better, and I bet if he did, he would have done something about it. But she still probably would have wanted to help.”

After a moments pause Caleb wrapped his arms around Stella, “When we get back…whenever that is, if you want to talk to your parents….I’ll be there ok?”

He expected swinging fists, denial, maybe some angry words in response; instead, Stella's hands gripped his shirt tight, and he felt her horns and forehead against his chest.

“Ok…” She whispered, the last words uttered in the Master’s suite before she fell asleep in Caleb’s arms.