THE HOT INTRUDER (JenLisa FanFic)

CHAPTER EIGHT (The Story Behind)

     Jennie swallowed a few times as she sat with her back to the bathroom and listened to the gusts of water from there. She looked up at the ceiling. She saw her reflection in the mirror and noticed a slight reddening of her cheeks.

     He adjusted her seat and saw the TV on a UFO-like stand. She stood up, covering her face with his hands so that she would not be tempted to glance in the direction of the bathroom.

     Jennie grabbed the TV remote control. When she got it she immediately turned on the TV. She was stunned when the naked woman and man having intimate action on a table were exposed on the screen. The moan they were making echoed throughout the room. Confused she turned off the television and let go of the remote control. She bent down to pick it up and heard the trickle of water stop in the bathroom.

     "Jennie?"

     Jennie automatically turned to Lisa. Lisa just came out of the bathroom and stared at her. The latter was on the other side of the bed so Jennie only saw the upper part of Lisa's body. However, she still held her breath. She closed her eyes and covered it with her right hand before she stood up and faced Lisa.

     "Sorry, I turned on the TV, but I think all it has is abnormal channels," she said loudly. She may look like a weirdo as she faced Lisa still with covered eyes because she heard her laugh.

     "It's normal for them to show porn. If you want to watch regular TV, I'll request it from the operator later," Lisa said.

     "No, never mind, I'm okay," she said while still covering her eyes. She just felt the edge of bed and slowly sat down. But because of wrong estimate she fell on the carpeted floor.

     "Oh, sweet potato!" Jennie exclaimed, simultaneously caressing her ass and spine that has hit the side of the spaceship bed.

     "Hey, careful!"

     Her breath literally stopped for a few seconds when she smelled Lisa's new bath scent. Lisa approached her and gently removed Jennie's hand that was still covering her eyes.

     Jennie found Lisa crouching in front of her. Its wet hair is still slightly dripping. Her hair was long again like the first time she saw her in her room. Lisa was just on a sports bra and fatigue shorts. She got mesmerize for few seconds staring on her abs.

     "Jennie, don't look at me like that," she said, bringing her gaze back to her face.

    Jennie's cheeks warmed. "Ah, ahm ... Sorry." Unbeknownst to her, she simply added, "T-the design of your sports bra is cute."

     Lisa smiled. Suddenly she wanted to retract what she had said because her heart melted at her smile.

     "C'mon, let me help you," Lisa said before helping her to her feet.

     Jennie let Lisa help her. When she got up, she walked closer to the roll of her clothes on the table and took something with it. Her eyes widened as Lisa handed the gun to her.

     "What am I going to do with that?" she asked nervously.

     Lisa did not budge. "Put it on top of the toilet bowl. If you see me looking at you while you're taking a bath, I give you the right to shoot me with this gun."

     "You don't have to do that anymore," Jennie said shaking. "I trust you. That's why I came with you here, right?"

     For the second time that night Jennie's heart melted again as a smile flashed on Lisa's lips.

     "Thank you. Go ahead and take a shower, then." When she had said this, she rolled over on the bed, sat back opposite the bathroom, and laid down the gun she was holding.