[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 812 & 813. (Patreon)

Chapter 812: Intermission - Ready for an outing.

Just like last week, Alice drove the girls back to the house in Oliver’s van while their boyfriend rushed from university to work.

“So you and Mila are going out tonight?” Grace asked her from the copilot seat.

Alice nodded. “We’re picking Fernanda up at her house then going to the old mountain pass.”

“I’m getting nervous about driving my own car there, though…” Mila said from the seat right behind them. “Everyone there will have cool, tuned cars while mine is nothing special.”

“Your car is fine, and there are plenty of people who're into keeping their machines stock. Better than putting a bunch of useless mods to make it look like a race car and end up making the car worse if you ask me. They call that ricing, but that’s also used as a slur against Asian people, so… careful with the word.”

“That seems good to know,” Mila said with a small grimace.

“And what are your plans for tonight, girls?”

“I’m streaming from 9:00 pm to 2:00 am,” Noelle said. “I’ll try to see if Cake wants to stay around so she won’t feel lonely on a Friday night.”

“Ah, right. That happened last week…” Grace said, nodding. She sighed. “I’m going to study for an hour, take a dip in the hot tub, then go to sleep.”

“Going wild, huh?” Sarah teased.

“Sundays are our new days to play, anyway. And what about you, Sarah?”

“I don’t have anything special planned, either.”

“Why not come with us, then?” Alice asked.

“Tempting, but I’m tired and I want to go to my parent's house early tomorrow to borrow some books from my dad. I might have lunch with them, actually.”

“We’ll let Oliver know so he’ll know there’s one less plate to serve for lunch tomorrow,” Noelle said, smiling. “Happy to go see your family?”

“A bit, yeah.” Sarah said, smiling back. “It hasn’t been long, but… I guess I was looking for an excuse to visit, haha.”

The group made it home, and while the others returned to their rooms to leave their bags and change into more comfortable clothes, Alice went to check the fridge.

“Yep, there it is…” she said, smiling.

Oliver had left some plastic containers with everything ready to make a stew. One of them had chopped onions, carrots, celery and potatoes and another had small pieces of sliced beef. There was a carton of beef broth next to those, too.

Even when away, he wanted to leave everything ready for them to eat. If he had the time to leave the stew cooked, he would have. Alice did tell him she’d see to dinner on Fridays and Saturdays, at least, but he still left this for her. She’d be a little offended if it wasn’t so sweet. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her to make dinner, it was that he wanted to make it easier for her.

…

Guess this meant she’d have to get serious about cooking, too. As much as she loved being pampered with good meals, it just didn’t feel right to leave everything to him.

They’d have to have an early dinner, considering Alice and Mila had to leave a bit early to make up for the distance to the old mountain pass. She used to be just 30 minutes away, now it was an hour and a half. Another one of those strange changes to get used to from the move in.

Making stew is easy, since it’s mostly just throwing things in a pot, and with Oliver leaving all the ingredients ready to go, it was even easier. The group had dinner together some 40 minutes later, after which it was time for Alice to get changed into another outfit.

She put on her racing suit, even though she wasn’t racing tonight. At most she’d do some drifting for fun and to show it off to Fernanda and Mila, if they wanted, but safety first anyway. Not like she’d be out of place. Plenty of others there wore them, too. He threw in a jacket, remembered that her gloves were in the appropriately named glove box, and exited her room to find Mila by the stairs, ready to go.

“I’ve always said you’re a badass, but you look even more like one in that suit,” Mila told her.

“Shut up, I'm just a fool,” Alice said, shaking her head to try and hide her smile. Mila’s praise always made her feel bashful. “Ready, then?”

“Yep.”

“Remember to be alert, especially as we go up the pass.”

“R-Right.”

“Relax, it’ll be fine. I’m just saying it to keep you awake. Also, don’t look at your phone while driving.”

“Okay, even I don’t do that…”

“Good.”

The two girls said goodbye to the others, got in their respective car and left the house. It would be a bit of a long, dull drive, so they kept a voice call open.

“Fern told you she was ready, right?” Mila asked from her car.

“Yes, she’s already waiting. A bit too early, though.”

“Can’t blame her for being excited.”

“I suppose.” Alice sighed. “I’m gonna need your help tonight, Mila.”

“Hm? With what?”

“Well… Breaking the ice with her. You know I’m bad at this stuff. I can only ever talk about cars or school.”

“You can talk about Oliver and sex, too,” Mila teased.

Alice couldn’t help but snicker. “Okay, yes, but… I want to get to know her more. I want to be friends with her. You already managed it in like a day.”

“I would say we’re friends, but not to the same level as, say, you and I are. That’s gonna take time.”

“Right…”

“Just relax, Alice. Be yourself. You’re amazing as you are, and anybody who doesn’t think that doesn’t deserve you.”

Alice wasn’t sure that exact mentality was the best to have here. After all, if Alice couldn’t be friends with Fernanda… that would spell trouble for Fernanda’s relationship with Oliver.

…

Then again, Alice was the strongest supporter of the theory that Oliver’s powers were bringing together people who could naturally get along. Maybe that was a good thing to put her faith in going into this…

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Chapter 813: Intermission - An actual car meet.

Alice stopped the car in front of the house, with Mila right behind her. After a quick text announcing they were outside, they saw Fernanda coming out of the house, running excitedly. She was wearing a thick jacket, too, which was good because it was getting colder already. Alice reached out and opened the passenger door, inviting Fernanda in.

“We didn’t make you wait I hope?” Alice said.

“Nope. 8:00 PM on the dot.” Fernanda closed the door and tried to find the seatbelt.

“Ah, sorry, I changed the seatbelt for a harness. Here, let me help you.”

It was a bit awkward, but Fernanda managed to put it on properly. “Thanks. I knew that you had this car, but I had yet to see it. It’s so cool. It’s the… FD model, right?”

Alice couldn’t hold back her smile. “Yeah, it’s an FD. The third and last generation of the RX-7 line. You… know about cars?”

“Ah, um… not a lot, just some superficial stuff. There’s this racing anime I like and they explain some stuff. It’s from the 90s, though, so what little I know is likely outdated by now.”

“Well, this IS a 90s car.” Alice chuckled. “Ah, by the way, Mila’s in a call with us from the car behind us.”

“Hey Fern! How’re you doing?” Mila asked cheerily.

“I’m doing well, thanks.”

“Alright then, let’s get going. Mila, stay close to me, okay?”

“Sure, but not TOO close?”

“Right.”

It would be a 20 minute drive from Fernanda’s house to the mountain pass, and on the way the girls shared stories of how their week went. Frankly, Mila had the most to say, but Fernanda still shared some good news.

“Since I had to freeze a semester, most of my old classmates have gone ahead of me, but… I think I’m getting along better with my new ones. I started hanging out with these two girls that are really fun to be around.”

“Ugh, lucky you,” Mila said. “I get the feeling everybody at modeling school hates my guts.”

“What? Why would they hate you of all people?” Fernanda asked.

“Jealousy, I bet,” Alice said. “She’s gorgeous, talented and already has a modest internet following. To them she’s not just competition, but someone already ahead of them.”

“Okay, that makes sense,” Fernanda said.

“I swear I’m not trying to brag, but yes,” Mila said. “Everything they’re teaching us feels like basic stuff I can already do and it’s a little surprising that the others can’t. Still, it’s only the start and the last thing I want is to get complacent and get overtaken by fast learners.”

“That’s my girl,” Alice said, smirking.

“And how’s university for you, Alice?” Fernanda asked.

Alice sighed. “Not much to share, really. It’s a little boring. Everyone there seems to be super busy or keeps to themselves. I did make some friends, but other than that… It’s been pretty dull. It’s why I was looking forward to tonight.”

As they began to leave the city roads and go into the older paths out of town, one could already start seeing the shift in atmosphere. Fernanda and Mila looked out the window as they went up the pass, seeing groups of people hanging out behind the safety barriers, seeing cars of all types either ahead, behind them or driving past them. Classics, exotics, JDMs, sport…

“Oh, I know that one! That’s a Miata, right?” Mila said with glee, referring to one driving downhill.

“Yes, it is. They put a turbo on it, from the sound of it.”

“You can tell from just the sound?” Fernanda asked.

“Turbos are fairly easy to recognize.”

Alice sighed with nostalgia and just a bit of frustration.

“Did I… say something weird?” Fernanda asked.

“Oh, no, no. I was just remembering something. My… first date with Oliver was here. This is the type of event I invited him to, but… it got cancelled without me knowing, so we just hung out. The two of us. It was probably better that way, to be honest. We… grew closer a lot faster.”

“Did you fuck at the top of the pass with the city lights below you?” Mila asked, and Alice could practically hear the smirk. Fernanda looked like she wanted to know the answer, too.

“We didn’t have sex, no,” Alice said, grinning. “But we sure made out a lot.  Didn't know kissing could feel so good.”

Fernanda giggled. “That sounds both romantic and hot.”

“It was,” Alice admitted. “I haven’t had the chance to invite him to a proper event, though. Meets this big don’t happen often.”

“What IS happening tonight?” Mila asked.

“A few races between local teams, mainly, but people take the chance to put on music, show off their cars, do some drifting or casual races… Basically, team battles give us the main event to make a meet out of.”

As if to help her point, they could already hear some music as they got closer to the top, the large rest area where everyone would have their cars parked.

“Now, if Alex is half the brother I believe he is, we will have saved us a couple of spots…”

And indeed he had. Alex’s supra was, ironically, fairly easy to spot thanks to the lack of cosmetics. Alice and her brother shared a similar sense of aesthetics and preferred to keep their cars a solid color. Next to it, two open spots reserved with orange cones. Alice and Mila parked there after Lina removed them.

“Hello girls,” Lina greeted them all with strong hugs and cheek kisses. “Glad you could make it.”

“This all looks so cool!” Mila said, glancing around.

Even more cars were parked here than what they saw on the way. German cars, Italian cars, Japanese cars… all tuned and looking flashy with everything from tame liveries to some Fernanda seemed to recognize at a glance.

“Hahaha! Is that Miku on that car!?” She laughed in excitement while looking at an S13 with a blue-haired anime girl on it.

“Oh, Oh! Alice, let’s put Yuria all over Oliver’s van!” Mila almost had to scream, both from excitement and from how loud the music was.

Alice burst out laughing, and imagining both Oliver’s and Noelle’s faces if they suddenly saw that only made her laugh more. At least until her darling brother poked her on the ribs and ruffled her hair.

“Ugh, hello to you, too,” Alice said, fixing her hair.

“What are your plans for tonight?” Alex asked. “Are you racing?”

Alice shook her head. “I brought people with me, so no.”

“Good. Better keep it casual tonight.”

“Why?”

“Because I have a feeling the tables have turned and that your boyfriend will kill me if something happens to any of you tonight.”

Alice could’ve argued, but decided to play into it this time. “Yes, he probably would.”

The siblings began to catch up on things as Lina showed Mila and Fernanda around without getting too far. But then someone called out to her brother.

“Alex? Is that you? What’s happening here?”

Both Alex and Alice turned to look. There, pulling aside on a motorcycle, was a young woman. She stopped her machine and took off her helmet, letting loose her long, very wavy, dark brown hair. She was very pretty, with dark eyes that matched her hair. She smiled with pink, pouty lips. She was wearing a form-fitting black leather racing suit that showed off her incredible figure. Curvy and fit, like Sarah. About as tall as Sarah, too, actually. Her chest seemed her size, as well. Big like Mila’s or Sarah’s, but not quite reaching Alice’s or Grace’s.

Only one thing ran through Alice’s head at that moment.

This girl was 120% Oliver’s type. Holy cow.