Chapter 34: Grilling Out

Sonja kicked open the door to the back and looked out at the sunny day outside. A dark green bikini wrapped around her breasts and hips. She felt sexy in the outfit and the feeling was mimicked by the liquid heat that tickled her insides. Her nipples barely peeked through. Her hair shone red in the sun as she hopped down the stairs. She winced at the bottom when her bare pussy lips rub slickly together. She wasn't used to the feel of being shaved between her legs, it made her feel... anxious and excited at the same time.

In her hands, a large platter of expertly cut meat jiggled around with only plastic wrap holding it down. She got a better grip on the platter and headed across the grass.

In the center of the yard, Meris teased a flame out from the oven and the grill. Next to her, a large stack of wood still had the straps from the local gas station holding it together.

Sonja smiled at the sight of Meris bending over the grill. "Lunch is here!"

Meris glanced over her shoulder and smiled broadly. She wore a simple summer dress, ice blue with stripes. Her body didn't have the same curves as Sonja, but Sonja could only see the sexuality that simmered behind the bright blue gaze.

Meris' eyes brightened even more as they dropped down to stare at the platter of meat. "Oh, yummy. I've been waiting all day for this."

Sonja stopped next to her, setting the platter down next to the iron grill. Heat rose up from between the metal rods. Looking down at the embers, she shivered remembering the dreams that haunted her nights, of girls cooking over the flame. She didn't realize she was staring at the metal until Meris hugged her tightly.

"Playstation for your thoughts?"

Sonja giggled, "You don't like video games."

"Yeah, but have you seen what a penny can buy? Our parents have ruined the economy."

Still giggling, Sonja pointed to a large hunk of raw meat on the platter. "Maybe a little more respect for our elders? This is my mother here."

Meris purred and leaned against her, the hug turning sexual between heartbeats.

Sonja blushed slightly and wrapped her arms around her lover. "But, a penny would let you buy my love any day."

Meris murmured, "Mm, I have a whole jar at home."

"Then you'll get yourself a lot of loving."

"Promise?"

"Yes, I promise."

Meris squeezed her tightly. Together, they unwrapped the platter of Gweneth, Marisha, and Ming. Taking the thickly cut slabs of meat, they dropped them on the grill. Both shivered at the sound of meat starting to hiss from the heat. It didn't take long before the entire grill was covered in former women.

"I never thought..."

Sonja nodded at Meris' whisper, "That we would be grilling a bunch of girls on the oven? In the middle of a Sunday afternoon?"

Her lover giggled with only a slight hint of hesitation. Sonja wrapped one arm around her and squeezed tightly, enjoying the smell of meat cooking. Meris brandished a spatula and Sonja shook her head. "Still have a few minutes, otherwise it will stick."

"Aw... I want to slap Ming some more."

"Well, love, I'll let you scrape her off as soon as it is-"

A new voice interrupted her, cheerful and bright and belonging to one of her neighbors. "Hello! Is that a cookout I smell!?"

Both girls jumped and looked guiltily over to the edge of the yard. Sonja's neighbor, an overweight woman who loved cooking out squeezed through the trees and stomped over, her plastic sandals sinking into the grass.

Meris whimpered and stepped back behind Sonja.

Sonja glanced at the meat on the grill, trying to tell if her neighbor would know they were human. After a heartbeat, she turned back and shoved her nervousness and fear down. Taking a cue from her former mother, she smiled broadly. "Well... you see..."

Her neighbor stepped past her and peered at the meat.

Sonja felt a shiver down her spine, half worried that somehow she would see past the blood and flesh to see the girl below.

The woman just took a deep sniff and rubbed her belly. "Oh! I remember that smell, heavenly."

Startling, Sonja just stared at her.

The woman stood up and grinned, "The old owner of the house, used to grill like this. Invited the whole neighborhood. It was strange, normally he kept to himself. I always asked for his marinade but he wouldn't give it to me. Did you find it?" She careened her head to look at the house. "Is it in there somewhere?"

"Uh..."

A hand grabbed hers as her neighbor looked at her with pleading eyes, "You have to give it to me. I would kill for it. What it does to meat? Heavenly!"

From the side yard, a new voice called out. "Is the grill being fired up already?"

It was the man from two houses down, the one who helped her spit a pig so many months ago.

Sonja gave Meris a startled look and watched as he panted while walking across the lawn.

The first neighbor chuckled as she looked over. "Hi, Jim."

"How are you, Evelyn?"

"About to enjoy a cookout, I think."

Sonja cleared her throat. "Uh... excuse me?"

Jim chuckled and gave both girls an appraising look. "Can't have a cookout in this neighborhood without getting everyone's attention."

Sonja felt out of place.

Jim took a deep breath and smiled.

"Oh..." His stomach rumbled, "That smells like... really good."

Looking back and forth between Jim and Evelyn, Sonja felt completely out of control.

Evelyn, on the other hand, stuck her foot in and turned back toward her house. "I'll grab some potato salad and have Steve bring a table. Jim, grab your wife and some of that fruit salad she was going to bring to church, but didn't bother because Chris got that grape thing up her ass."

Jim made a face at the slightly disapproving tone, but nodded obediently. Turning around, he started to hike back to his house.

Evelyn patted Sonja on the shoulder. "Don't worry. We'll do everything else. You just run the grill."

The older woman turned around and hurried back to her house.

Sonja stared at both of their retreating backs, confused and adrift. "Uh... what just happened?"

"They just invited themselves," Meris giggled weakly, "Just like that."

"Do you think," Sonja stared at the meat, "they'll figure out?"

"I don't know, but I hope no."

Sonja stared for a moment. The smell of cooking flesh tickled her senses. "Oh, flip the meat."

The strange events temporarily forgotten, Meris let out a tiny evil giggle and jammed the spatula under one piece of meat. Flipping it, she slapped it down hard on the meat. The sound of moist flesh hitting the metal, hissing from the flames, sent another shiver of pleasure through Sonja's body. A very faint smell of Meris' excitement drifted past her as the girl flipped every piece.

Sonja peered in both directions for a moment. "Well... I better get more to grill."

"Just be careful."

Sonja nodded, "We both will. At least it gives us a chance to get rid of the stuff."

Meris gasped, "What about Betty?"

Sonja shook for a moment, "I'll make sure her gag is in place and lock the basement. It should keep the people out if we discourage people from going inside."

Meris, slightly pale, nodded, "Good idea. Oh, and maybe cardboard over the window in the basement."