Alter Ego

Part 4

     Blue grabbed the milk out of the refrigerator as she held a magazine in the opposite hand. This months issue of Smut Paradise was extremely intriguing. Not only were the short stories enticing but that art and photos were plentiful and brought plenty of Blue's fantasies to life.
With her eyes fixated on the sexy centerfold, she completely missed the glass on the counter. Milk spilled everywhere as she continued to pour.
         "Blue! The milk!" Gio called out, rushing over with a towel.
Blue lifted the milk and set the magazine down. "Sorry about that. I was kinda distracted."
         "Why do you even read that stuff? It's completely inappropriate." Harper commented, clicking away at the laptop in front of her.
         "Come on," Blue walked over to where she sat on the kitchen table. "You gotta admit that this is hot."
Harper's eyes widened as Blue showed her the centerfold. Blue laughed at her reaction, moving the magazine out of her face. "What's wrong? Never seen a pair of big boobs before?"
         "Not when I'm hanging out with you."
         "Wow, just had to hit me where it hurts the most, didn't you." Blue mumbled, sitting across from her as she buried her face back into the magazine.
     Gio finished cleaning the spilled milk as GG suddenly appeared. She hurried over to Harper and looked at the computer screen. "Did you find anything about the hotel?"
         "Yes. There's going to be a gala held there tonight. Apparently a lot of bigwigs are going to be there also."
         "How are we suppose to get in?"
         "The event is open to the public."
GG crossed her arms, "That seems odd."
         "It's good news for us. I was worried we were going to have to break in."
Gio jumped up onto one of the chairs and placed his chin on the table. "Why are you guys going to a hotel?"
         "Uhh..." GG looked at Harper for help.
         "An art gallery. The hotel is holding an art gallery." Blue finally spoke.
Gio's ears perked up. "Really? I didn't think you'd all be into that sort of thing."
         "Of course we are. It's about.." Harper paused, looking around for any sort of inspiration. Her eyes landed on the magazine. "...about women and their bodies."
Blue raised an eyebrow, trying to restrain herself from smiling.
         "That's interesting. Since it's a gala at a fancy hotel I'm guessing the artwork will be tasteful. But are you sure you should take Blue? She might get excited and start licking the paintings."
Blue scowled, "Come on Gio. It's not like I don't have any self-control."
    "You guys should go to the gala in a limo." Gio commented, ignoring Blue. "It would make you seem fancy."
         "There's no way we could afford a limo. Besides, we could always ask and see if Nixon could drive us." Harper replied, closing the laptop.
GG put her hands on Harpers shoulders, "Getting a limo is actually a good idea. We'd blend in better. It would seem like we belong there."
         "Where would we get a limo?" Blue asked.
         "I think I might know a guy."

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     Walking up to the funeral home, GG knocked on the wooden door. Harper looked around and notice a bag of chicken feed sitting on the floor next to a marble bench. "I've never been here before."                                                        

  "Of course not. You're not dead."            

 Harper gave GG a puzzled look.                      

The door slowly opened as a face peered out, "What do you want?"          

"Slate. It's me."                        

He stared at her before a smile covered his face, "GG! Hows my favorite ghost girl?"                                      
"Fine. I was just wondering if I could borrow the car?"                                         

 "Why? Gotta get rid of a body?" he asked quietly, eyeing her friends.         

 She sighed, "Can we just come in?"