SSS(SS) - Part 16

CCL doesn’t waste any time. Sal expected to have a chance to talk to her girls and help them move, but not even a full day passes before Athena is mobilizing her campaign. There are a million different projects. Sal would love to help with the one that would raise funds to cover every unpaid school lunch in the district; that one’s her favorite of Athena’s schemes, but Meri has other ideas.

“What the hell is this?” Sal asks, plucking at the outfit that Meri has laid out on her bed. “A slutty rabbit? I thought we were doing something with the Avengers. Can’t I be ScarJo?” One of the many fundraising items will be yet another product for CCL’s enviably sophisticated online store: a sexy calendar with a theme. Athena had said that it was cosplay stuff. It couldn’t have been her idea; Meri had to be behind it. But Sal could see how it worked: Athena was a popular traditionalist and Meri was a terminally online nerd. That meant that she brought new ideas to the table, at least.

“No. No. It’s the March Hare. Obviously,” Meri says with an obnoxious look. “You’re a hot blonde with short hair. Who else were you going to be?”

“The March what?” Sal cringes. This outfit looks like a waitress at a casino or something. It’s the whole deal with stockings, gloves, a sort of… singlet, bunny ears…

“Just wear it and come to Ellie’s room!”

“OK. Jesus,” Sal says. Meri in psycho business mode is so different from Meri in horny pixie mode. Sal is annoyed by the costume, but not as annoyed as she is that she’s now been staying here for several days and she and Meri haven’t hooked up once. Scowling, she dons the costume and dutifully makes an effort to make it look good. Once her hair and makeup are OK, she makes her way to the spare bedroom that’s set up with lights and a white backdrop for photographs. Ellie’s expensive-looking camera is already on its tripod.

But Athena is there as well. What’s more, she’s wearing her own slutty waitress costume, but hers is different. She has fishnets, spikes similar to Sal’s, a shinier singlet with sleeves, white gloves, and a big, purple top hat.

“Oh, shit. You’re a sexy magician’s assistant,” Sal says as she enters the room. “Hey!” she shouts as someone smacks her ass. She whirls to see Yuki dash off down the hallway. “Fuck me,” she mutters.

“No, I’m, uh…” Athena looks thoughtful, pursing her lips. “I don’t remember. Zebra cake?”

“Oh my god!” Meri snaps. “You’re Zatanna!”

“Sorry, Meri. I’m a little hungry.”

“Do I go after her?” Sal asks Meri, forcing herself to look away from Athena, who is very distracting. That costume makes it evident that her boobs are a little bigger than Sal realized. She must spend some time on that smart bike. Her body is tight.

Sal shakes her head. This is not the time for horniness. And it’s Meri’s fault for not putting out. Not that Sal has brought it up. She’s just used to Meri coming to her, that’s all.

“What? No. Together,” Meri says, waving her toward the backdrop. “Both presidents together. Most important shot in the calendar.”