Chapter 11 - Stalked

A/N: Well, this chapter is finally finished. Mostly plot, this time. I'm still not completely happy with the dialogue, but I'm posting this anyway, so that I don't keep tinkering with it.

Also: I need a couple of other powers for amulets/charms/jewelry, to use as background flavor, and I'm not getting too many ideas. the limits I'm setting myself are that the effects need to be purely mental, and I'm trying not to make them too powerful -- the charms from Charms are just about the high point I want to use. If you have any ideas, feel free to post them in the comments and I might use them (though they probably won't be focused on -- again, background flavor).
Content: mf sex

Jake was still tired as he got into his car after breakfast the next day. He hadn't slept well all night, since Kailani had told him that he had talked with someone after school that he had no memory of. His thoughts kept circling around the subject all the way to school. Why couldn't he remember? And if he couldn't remember a simple conversation, what more had he forgotten?

He was relieved to see Mary waiting by the entrance to the school. She looked out of sorts, and for the first time since soon after they had found the amulets, she was fully dressed, in a blouse and knee-length pleated skirt. She smiled worriedly at him approached, and took his arm as soon as he reached her.

"Come on," she said, glancing around nervously. "We're all skipping first period. The others are meeting us behind the gym. No-one should see us there."

She refused to talk along the way, dragging him toward the small copse of trees that shaded the rear of the gym. She only relaxed when they arrived and saw the other three sitting against the wall. Greg, like Mary, had put clothes on again, but Kailani and Shayla were still naked.

They exchanged greetings as a babble of voices arrived on the other side of the gym. Jake risked a glance around the corner, and saw that a class of juniors was arriving for their lesson.

"Kailani says that you don't remember talking to that guy she saw you with?" Shayla began, without preamble. Her voice was low. For a while now, none of them had bothered worrying about people overhearing anything they said, but now they were all nervous.

Jake shrugged helplessly. "No. If I think back, I can remember thinking that it was later than I thought when I got home, but I thought that was just because we'd been busy on the field longer than I'd thought."

"That Herbert Green guy mentioned that he lost three days, and then his amulet was gone," Greg said. "Could this have been the same guy he saw? He might be after your amulet..."

"It might be. He didn't give a description. But how could he have found use? We used a new email address, and only logged in there from the library in the city."

"They can do thinks like trace IP addresses," Mary said, nervously.

"Yes, but how did they track that to us?" Kailani challenged her. "We were only in the library for maybe twenty minutes. They would have to have had someone watching for when we logged in to our email, and then got to the library before we left."

"Maybe they were waiting by the library already? It was the same one you sent the first email from, right?" Shayla reasoned.

"Then they'd have to have some kind of in with Google, I think," Greg said, looking pensive.

Kailani looked around. On the other side, a gym teacher was explaining the day's lesson in a loud voice, but n0one else was around. "That Green guy said he'd heard from someone else with an amulet that could do stuff, too, right? And the one he said he had made people think they knew you. That could maybe get someone in?"

"Maybe," Mary put in. "And there's probably more. I mean, something made Herbert, and Jake, forget. Maybe that was an amulet, too. Plus there could be others that could, like, control people or something?"

Jake leaned back, his head thumping against the wall.

"So, what? There's a group of people out there tracking these things down and stealing them? More than that one guy, at least, because there would have to have been one by the library and another one keeping an eye on when we logged in. I mean, we talked about this, but now it looks like they're on to us, too..."

"But then why didn't they just take yours yesterday?" Mary asked.

"They could be after all of them at once?" Kailani shrugged. "Or maybe they want to find out what they do, first. Part of the effect of ours is that people on the outside don't notice anything strange..."

Shayla dragged a hand through her hair. "As long as one of us is wearing their amulet, we can see through the effect of the others', right? So maybe even someone with a different amulet can, too?"

Jake, Shayla and Kailani looked down at themselves. "Should we put our clothes back on?" Jake asked. "To not attract attention. Or at least you two," he pointed at the girls. "If that guy was with *them*, then he knows about me already, but he might not have connected me to you, yet."

The girls exchanged glances.

"It might be a good idea," Kailani said. "If he followed Jake and me from the library, he might know about me, but I don't think he can know about you, unless he was watching at the field, yesterday."

Shayla began rummaging in her bag and extracted some skimpy but adequate shorts and a t-shirt. "It's worth a try."

"In any case," Greg said, "none of us should go out of sight of at least one of the others. Kailani still remembers seeing you, so maybe the... forgetting-thing the guy she saw can do doesn't work on more than one person, or maybe it's something he has to de deliberately or that he has to get close for."

"So... Stay in sight, but don't get too close?" Mary suggested.

Shayla nodded. "OK everyone, pair up. We'll try to get through the day as normally as possible. Let's exchange schedules, so that everyone can at least follow their most important classes. I mean, assuming we get through this, we still want to pass our finals, right?"

Mary smiled tightly. "Try to think of what we can do about this, OK? And meet up here after school?"

There was a mutter of agreement and they made their way back to the main building, looking around nervously while trying to coordinate their classes.

***

The first half of the day passed quickly despite the fact that Jake and the others kept looking around, expecting at any moment to see the man that Kailani had described to them: early twenties, about six feet tall with dark blond hair and a neat goatee, and wearing professional-looking slacks and shirt. They managed to keep to at least pairs the entire time, sitting at opposite ends of the classroom t make sure. Nothing suspicious happened, and by lunchtime Jake was starting to relax a little.

By the door to the lunchroom, he ran into Angela.

"Hi!" she said, happily as she fell into step beside him. "You got a minute?"

He looked around, catching Shayla's eye. She had walked with him from their previous lesson. She smiled at him knowingly, and indicate the table the others were already sitting at with a nod.

"Er... Sure," he replied, leading Angela to a table from which he would be able to keep the others in view.

"I've found a dress," she said, as soon as they sat down. "Wanna see? We should make sure that we match. What are you wearing? Or are you going like that? I wouldn't mind, really."

He looked down at himself. He was still naked, not having thought to bring any clothes. "I was thinking of renting a tux. I think most guys are."

She nodded and pulled out her phone. "That's good. I think something in black or maybe blue would be good. It would go with the dress."

She played with her phone for a moment and held it up for him. t showed a photo of a simple, figure-hugging blue dress. "This is what I'm going to wear," she said.

"It, er... looks good," he said. "You'll look beautiful," he added.

She shot him a sparkling smile. "Thank you."

"I'll show you the tux I'm going to rent as soon as I find one," he assured her. "So you can give your opinion."

"Thanks. I mean, it's not my decision, and you can do what you like, but I like that you're asking."

Jake frowned to himself. From what the girls had said and what he'd noticed in the few interactions he'd had with Angela before, she was usually more opinionated than this. A thought struck him. He was still wearing the amulet. Of course she would agree that whatever he chose to do was fine.

"I really want you to be happy with how we go together," he assured her. It didn't matter much what people h interacted with superficially thought, but Angela really should be allowed an opinion on things that also affected her. Maybe he should take off the amulet for the preparations, or at least for the prom itself.

Then, as Angela was nodding happily at his reassurance, he caught sight of someone through the lunchroom doors. There, talking to the principal, was an unfamiliar man. He looked too old to be in school and Jake didn't recognize him as a teacher, and he had dark-blond hair and a goatee. He wasn't looking in Jake's direction. Jake thought quickly.

"Angela, I've gotta go right now. Talk to you later?"

"Sure, that's fine," she said, standing up as he did and setting off the get a lunch tray.

Jake caught Mary's eye and jerked his head in the direction of the doors, then dodged into the crowd of students milling around by the lunch counter. He tried to stay low while still keeping the man by the door in view. Eventually, he found a spot behind a group of students crowding around a table about ten feet from the door. He crouched down behind them and peered out, watching the man. None of the students made any comment.

He watched as the man said something to the principal — he couldn't hear it from this distance, over the noise of the eating students — and then shook his hand, smiling. The principal wandered off, back into the hallway, and the man stood on tiptoe, looking over the crowd. Jake judged that he was about six feet tall. It probably was the guy Kailani had seen.

Then, while he was still trying to see without being seen and thinking hard about what to do, there was a muffled snippet of music from the man's direction. He patted his pocked and extracted a phone, then sighed visible and put it to his ear and stepped back into the hallway.

Jake's thoughts raced. There were rows of lockers all along that hallway. He couldn't walk through the door without risking the guys seeing him, but maybe if he took the long way...

He decided, and took of at a fast walk. He took the door in the adjoining wall, then walked as noiselessly and quickly as possible through the near-empty halls, dodging from class doorway to doorway. He heard a faint voice as he reached the corner and peered around. The guy had walked a couple of feet and was now standing with his back to Jake, facing the door to the dining hall while he spoke on the phone.

Jake crept forward toward an open classroom just behind his target. A student, overtaking him from behind and hurrying toward the lunchroom, paid him no mind. By the time he reached the classroom and ducked inside, he was holding his breath as he tried not to be noticed. He doubted his amulet would protect him from someone who just wanted to find him, and who didn't care whether what he was doing was out of the ordinary or not. He slowly closed the door until it was open only a crack, and leaned back against the wall, straining to hear and trying to breathe quietly.

"— talked to the boy, yes. I sent you a message— No. Yes, I know. No, people can't lie— I know— Would you just let me finish?"

The man had been talking quietly, but his voice rose as he was, apparently, interrupted constantly.

"OK. Now, we know that he must know something about the jewelry, because he knew the Green account wasn't fiction. Yes, I already I admitted it was a good idea, even if I was against it at first. Can I go on? Thank you."

There was a metallic thump and Jake risked a peek through the crack of the door. The guy was now leaning against a locker on the opposite wall.

"I interviewed him, with the truth bracelet, and he told me a friend of his found a package with ten identical jewelry pieces. Looked like cheap Chinese knockoffs, this time, so add that as a datapoint. They said the things had a power, but from what he told me they don't seem to do anything out of the ordinary. Nothing about their behavior has jumped out at me, so I'm not sure what to think."

There were footsteps and the voice came closer. Jake held his breath and ducked down s the guy wouldn't see him as he paced the by-now deserted hall.

"A bunch of students came out and one of them called out to the guy. No, they must have been held up or something. Anyway,  I didn't want to attract attention, so I let him go. No, I don't know how many. There's the girl I saw at the library. I'm pretty sure she's the one who found the things. There's at least one more, but I don't know how many exactly. We want to get all the things at once and not let them find out who we are, so I'll need to be careful. Listen, I got his address, so I'm keeping him an eye on him and hopefully I'll catch him alone sometime soon. Otherwise I'll switch to the girl. Yes, you too. The German thing turn out to be anything useful? Right. I know, but you need to keep an eye on the blog. We'll talk later."

There was an explosive sigh from the hall. A careful peek showed Jake that the guy had put his phone away and was now simply standing there, arms crossed and eyes on the door. Jake ducked back into the classroom and his hand crept to his pocket and emerged with his phone. He made sure that it was set on silent and that the flash was off, then held it by the crack of the door and took a couple of pictures. Then he leaned back against the wall and, looking out into the hall every few minutes, tried to wait it out.

***

His stalker eventually left, just before the bell rang again and the halls filled with students, and Jake tried to get lost in the throng on the way to class.

Now that he knew that they had in fact been tracked to the library, Jake didn't feel safe messaging the others with his phone, so over the rest of the day, he managed to warn them in person that they were being watched -- and to show them the picture he had taken -- but decided against changing their routine too much and possibly tipping the guy off. He took in little from his classes for the remainder of the day and arrived, with Kailani and Mary, at the back of the gym before the other two. They all kept an eye out on the way for their opponent, though none of them had caught sight of him since lunch. Perhaps he was simply waiting by the car? It had to be boring, and risky, trying to keep an eye on a bunch of high school kids the whole day.

The other three arrived a few minutes after Jake the girls, Greg looking around nervously while Shayla was a little more relaxed.

"I haven't seen our guy since lunch, but we had a good view at the front of the school from our last class. There's a car with tinted windows by the exit of the parking lot, and I'm pretty sure I saw our guy get in about half an hour ago. So we should be safe while he's waiting for us to get out," Shayla began, without preamble.

"Then we shouldn't take too long, so that he doesn't het suspicious," Jake said. He went on to explain the conversation he'd overheard.

"He said he interviewed you, and that  you told him about our amulets?" Mary asked when he'd finished.

Jake shrugged helplessly. "He did, and it sounded like he got some answers. I have no idea why I would tell him anything. Maybe you were right and he has something he can use to control people."

"if he does, it's not something that lasts long. People still acts like anything we did with out amulets was normal, even if we take them off or they weren't there, but whatever he has doesn't seem to work when he isn't there. Except for the memory loss."

Jake leaned helplessly against the wall. "That's encouraging, yeah, but I don't know that it really helps us."

"Well, there's more we know now," Greg said. "He said that he couldn't find out what our amulets did, even when he asked you, right? So they probably still work on him. Otherwise, he would have noticed you were naked and everything."

"Yeah!" Kailani said, perking up. "Seems like their own effect stops people from finding out about their effect. There has to be something there we can use."

Shayla looked from person to person. "It sounded like he wasn't going to kidnap you off the street, anyway. He said he wanted to get you alone, so maybe whatever he's got doesn't work on multiple people. So, let's not give him the opportunity, and keep to at least pairs for a while."

Kailani nodded. "Sounds good. Now let's just act normally, otherwise. I don't know how much our amulets will protect us, so let's just keep to a normal schedule as much as possible, otherwise."

"Yeah, OK," Mary said. "Go home for now and think it over for tomorrow?" The others nodded, and she went on, "You three keep together, then, and I'll go with Jake."

***

As Jake walked to his car with Mary, he noted that there was, indeed, a car with tinted windows across the street from the school. When they drove away, it pulled out of its spot and between the other cars just before they reached the corner.

Jake had trouble concentrating on his driving, looking back in his rear-view mirror every few seconds to see the car still following them, until Mary put her hand on his arm.

"Hey, relax. He's going to keep following us, but you don't have to keep looking back constantly. I'll keep an eye on him."

They reached Jake's safely a while later. As they got out of the car and walked up to the door, Mary took his arm and leaned in close.

"He's parked at the end of the street. We'll let him see me go in with you, so he'll know you're not alone."

Jake nodded as he fumbled with his keys. "Thanks."

He waved to his brother as they made their way up the stairs, and told him, "We'll be studying."

His brother nodded vaguely, absorbed in a book.

As soon as Mary and Jake reached Jake's room, he locked the door and pulled the curtains mostly closed. A quick glance through the crack showed him that the car was now parked across the street, a few houses down. With a sight, he dropped into his desk chair.

"He's there," he said.

Mary sat down on the bed in front of him. "You said he wanted to get you alone, so let's just try to relax for a bit. Here, I've got an idea." She propped up her phone in front of the window, pointed in the direction of the car. "I'll record him and we can have a look at it later. Make sure it's the same guy, then go from there."

"I suppose," Jake said, trying to stay positive. "Let's just think thinks through and hope that one of us comes up with an idea."

"I'm going to try to put it out of my mind for a bit," Mary announced, picking up her book bag. "I'm going to try to do some revision for finals."

"We might as well," Jake agreed. "I'll have to stop in about an hour and a half to warm up dinner. My parents will be home late. You staying here for dinner?"

"Of course. We agreed that none of us were going to be alone," she said, sharply. "And I'm going to have to stay the night, too."

"You're right." He cracked his science book and settled in his chair. "Now let's hope this works as a distraction."

***

An hour later, he had managed to mostly put their stalker out of his mind and concentrate on his revision. He sat up straight as he reached the end of a chapter and closed the book, rolling his neck to get rid of the beginning cramp. As he turned his chair to face Mary he saw that she was still engrossed in her own book, lying on her stomach on his bed, one foot waving in the air as she hummed to herself. Jake smiled at her ability to focus even in these circumstances and padded over to the window to check that the car was still there. It was, still in exactly the same spot.

He paced back to his chair and let himself fall backwards with a deep sigh. Mary looked up at sound and closed her own book. "Done studying?" she asked.

Jake dragged a hand through his hair. "I can't concentrate anymore," he said. "I keep thinking about that car out there."

"Hey, calm down," Mary said, getting to her feet and putting her hands on his shoulders. "He hasn't moved in more than an hour. I think we're safe for now."

"Probably," he replied, letting his head fall back. "But I still keep thinking about it."

Mary tilted her head sideways and gave him a little smile. "I could distract you..." she said, as she took a step forward.

"Huh?" Jake raised his head, surprised by the sudden change in tone. Mary's face was inches from his and suddenly her legs were on either side of his, skin rubbing on skin.

"I got dressed this morning because I was nervous," she told him, as she settled herself on his lap. "But I didn't want to go all the way..."

Her arms encircled him and she pulled herself forward until her hips bumped into his stomach. She rubbed herself against him until her skirt was lifted up, trapped between their bodies. He couldn't feel any cloth beneath it, just her heated skin moving against his.

"What?" Jake said, still mentally trying to switch tracks.

"I've been getting used to getting... satisfied on a regular basis," she whispered, leaning her forehead against his, "but yesterday I didn't manage to get together with anyone during the dya and then we all got worried afterwards, so I didn't even manage to masturbate properly at night." She pressed herself into him, and her could clearly feel her nipples through her thin blouse. "So, I dressed but I didn't wear panties..."

"Oh," said Jake, his brain finally beginning to catch up. "So would you like me to help you out?"

"Yes!" She leaned back and plunged her hand between them and felt around under her skirt until her fingers touched his cock. His body had caught on faster than his mind had, and it was already beginning to swell.

As her hand moved, fingers caressing his balls for a moment before she took an awkward grip on his shaft, Jake ran his hands up her thighs and under her skirt. He squeezed her ass, making her fall forward against him and moan in his ear. He shivered at the sound and at the feeling of her hand on his cock.

"Well, you only had to ask," he said, and she snorted with laughter.

Her hand pumped him a few times, and soon his cock reached its full hardness. She fumbled with it while he kneaded her ass, then found her target. She ran the head between her slit a few times, the beginnings of her arousal covering it in wetness. She sighed by his ears and shifter position, and the first inch of his cock slipped inside her almost without resistance.

His hands tightened on her butt and he pulled her down further, burying almost half his length inside her until her thighs against his stopped hi from going deeper.

"Ah!" The sound was accompanied by a warm breath on his neck. "Let me. I want it slow."

He relaxed his grip, one hand flipping up her skirt before moving along her back, under her blouse. The other hand stayed where it was, caressing the flexing muscles of her butt as she rolled her hips and shifted in his lap.

She moved slowly, and only a little, but her pussy was tight around him and every shift in position sent shivers of pleasure through him. Her nipples were hard points against his chest and her panting breath was warm against his nick. He could feel that her back was getting damp with sweat, and the hand that was still trapped between their bodies moved back and forth along her clit.

Jake didn't feel like her efforts were going to bring him to orgasm quickly, but he reveled in their closeness and of her warm tightness around him. He could feel her channel become slicker as her fluids and his own pre-cum mixed inside her.

They moved together for a few minutes, neither of them speaking, both of them lost in the feelings of their bodies moving against each other. Then, suddenly, Mary gasped in his ear and her pussy tightened rhythmically around his cock as her movements faltered. A sudden trickle of additional wetness rand down his cock and between his legs.

"Ooh, that was nice," she whispered in his ear, as her motion slowed and came to a stop.

Jake groaned. He could feel his shaft throbbing inside her now that her movements and the clenching of her pussy had stopped. Mary giggled, and he could feel her lips against his skin curve into a smile.

"Don't worry, I'm not done yet," she told him. "That was only a little one. I want to keep going."

Abruptly, she pushed against his shoulders and swung her leg back. She stood up, in one fluid motion, and his cock slipped out of her and thumped against his stomach. The air of the room was cold against his wet cock. Mary reached for his hand and pulled him up as she flung herself backwards onto his narrow bed.

Her eyes met his, crinkling with a smile, as she patted the sheets and took up position, spreading her legs wide.

"Come on," she said. "I've tried a lot of different things since we had sex for the first time, but I haven't tried just simple missionary position in a bed yet. Get over here and fuck me!"

Jake laughed as she tried to put on a serious position, then crawled onto the bed between her legs. He looked at her, his gaze following her open legs to where her rumpled skirt no longer covered her pussy, slightly open and swollen and glistening in the sunlight peeking through the curtains. With one hand, he pulled up her blouse until her breasts were revealed, small nipples pointing at the ceiling. Then he lay down on top of her, bracing himself on one arm and leaning forward until their noses touched.

Her eyes sparkled as her hands went to his own butt, nails pricking against his skin as she slowly pulled him forward. He moved, and the head of his cock poked her between the legs, sliding slickly against the skin.

"Well, that doesn't work," he said, breaking their gaze to look down and using his hand to position himself at her entrance. He resisted for a moment when she tried to pull him forward.

"Fuck you, you said?"

"Yes! Hurry up, I want you in there!"

Jake raised his eyebrows at her and moved half an inch until the very tip of his cock was nestled between her wet lips. Her eyes went wide and her breath left her in a rush as, after a pause of half a second, he moved further, sheathing his cock in her channel deeper and deeper until his hips met hers.

A hand scratched its way up his back as he moved out again, withdrawing half his length before pounding into her again. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the small room.

"Unh!" she grunted, and pulled him down on top of her, flattening her breasts against her chest with his body. He dug his knees into the mattress and moved his hips, sliding his cock in and out of her as her face pressed against his shoulder. After a few thrusts, she canted her hips and moaned against his skin.

"So deep..." she whispered. "You're hitting me just right like this."

He felt a grin form on his lips as her legs curled around him, her heels digging into his thighs as he found his rhythm, pulling out only a little each time and pounding into her hard and fast. She squirmed under him as his pubic pone hit her clit with every thrust.

He could feel himself thrust into her deep like this. Her pussy contracted around him, milking his cock as her increased his speed and fucked her, wet sounds and her muffled moans accompanying his own harsh breathing and filling the room.

"You feel s-so good inside me," Mary stammered, between moans. Her hair tickled his ear as she pressed close against him, trying to make as much contact as possible. He collapsed onto her, one hand tangling in her hair while the other rand along her arm, her thigh, and everywhere else he could reach.

Her pussy clamped tighter around his cock again, as if trying to pull it in deeper.

"You're so tight," he moaned as he continued fucking her, the muscles in his thighs beginning to burn with the effort. "I can't last much longer," he warned.

She shuddered under him, legs jerking around his hips, and she groaned, "C-cum whenever you want... Fill me up!"

The command sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine, and he could feel his balls tighten and release, on the edge of orgasm. He dug an arm under her and pulled her against his chest, holding her in place as he moved frantically, pounding into her as fast as he could. She groaned again, her nails dug into his back and her pussy clamped around his cock with almost painful intensity.

It was enough to push him over the edge. After only a few more thrusts he felt his cock pulse as he unloaded inside her, hips still pumping but quickly losing the rhythm. There was a wet sound, just audible over the rush of blood in his ears, and he felt his cum squirt out of her around his cock as he kept cumming and thrusting, covering his crotch and hers in sticky whiteness.

Finally, as spot appeared in front of his eyes, he stopped moving, all his limbs relaxing as he collapsed on top of her. He could feel her lips on his skin where his neck met his shoulder, sucking and nibbling.

"Wow," he said, when he could speak again.

"Yeah." Mary took a deep breath and pushed at his shoulder with one hand, rolling him off her and against the wall. He almost wanted to protest the lack of contact, but then she slung a leg over his and snuggled into his side.

Jake curled his arm around her and they lay together for a while, her face pressed into his shoulder while he looked unseeing up at the ceiling, concentrating on her proximity and waiting for the tingles of pleasure to fade.

"So," she began, eventually, "was that distracting enough?"

He chuckled and squeezed her shoulder. "Yes, very."

"Good." She paused for a moment, then twisted around to look at his alarm clock. "It's about ten minutes until you said you needed to get dinner ready."

Jake propped himself up on an elbow to look over her. "Yeah, just about," he agreed. "We should get up soon, or my brother's going to complain that he's hungry."

Mary sighed and rolled onto her back. "In a minute," she said. "Let me bask for a little while."

Jake grinned and pulled her against his side.

"Mary..." he began, uncertainly, after a few moments.

"Yes?"

"I was talking to Angela at lunch today, before I noticed that guy watching us."

"About prom?" Jake could see her smile from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah. Anyway, I saw the guy so I had to leave, and Angela was... really accepting about it. I mean, from her point of view it should have looked really rude, but because of my amulet she just went with it."

"And?" she asked, turning onto her side to watch him, a sympathetic expression on her face.

"And it made me a little uncomfortable. I like it that people don't hassle us since we started wearing them, at least when it's really none of their business... But it's different when it's something that affects them. It feels unfair."

"Yeah... I suppose it is, a little. They give us an advantage, and when we're just doing stuff that doesn't really affect anyone, that's OK. Or when we just use it to get away with wearing -- or not wearing -- what we want. But I get what you're saying. It's kind of a way of cheating in personal relationships."

"Exactly! I thought about just not wearing the amulet all the time, at least when I'm expecting to talk to people..."

"...but we really can't do that right now. If we're still being watched, we need that advantage."

"Yeah," Jake agreed, miserably. "I just hope we find a way to deal with the people who are after us soon. Going to prom with Angela while wearing the amulet wouldn't be good."

Mary squeezed his hand. "We'll all do our best to think of something." She frowned. "And now we're back at the place where we wanted to be distracted from."

Jake sighed. "That we are." He sat up and looked at the clock again. "Let's try to distract ourselves by getting dinner ready."

Mary sighed and rolled onto her back, swung a leg over the side an struggled to her feet. She looked down at herself, at her rumpled blouse and at the skirt which had been pushed halfway up her torso. Her thighs were covered in fluids and a thin trickle of cum ran out of her reddened pussy and down her leg.

"I should clean up first. I don't want to give your brother too much of an eyeful."

Jake snorted. "There should be towels in the bathroom. You go, I'll clean up here. Oh, and I'll message my parents, tell them you're staying over until tomorrow."

Mary smiled and left the room. A moment later, he heard the door to the bathroom open. He gathered up the stained sheets while Mary got ready. As he went to drop them into the laundry basked, he looked through the curtains. The car was still there. He hoped one of the other had thought of some way to deal with their situation.
