Chapter 122


    Halloween.


    (Anna)


    Halloween has to be the worst time of year, for a solid week Thomas and Aurora have been all hopped


    up on candy. Just when I think I’ve got a handle on it Fraction is handing out more sugary goodness, I


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    can tell you this; the world does not need a six year and a four year old on a sugar high.


    “Hold still,” I should a wriggling Thomas as I try to get the pumpkin stalk to bnce on his head.


    “I don’t want to be a pumpkin, Andre is going as a Gun Slinger!” Nomad’s new favourite thing is to


    “And if Ander’s jumped off a bridge, would you?” To my horror he actually stops and thinks, “the answer


    is no Thomas.” I hear a chuckle from behind me and see Fraction leaning against the door frame to


    Thomas’s room.


    “And what are you meant to be?” Fraction is wearing a pair of Levi’s that are riding so low on his hips I


    know he’s not wearing anything underneath and nothing else. His chiseled chest and broad shoulders.


    are on disy for anyone and everyone to see.


    “I’m an Alpha.” Fraction deres spreading his arms wide.


    “Why can’t I be an Alpha! I want to be an Alpha!” Thomas starts squirming again as I try to pull the


    bottom of the pumpkin below hist little tushy.


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    “Thanks for that,” I snap at Fraction, it only annoys me more as he smirks at me.


    “Little man, hold still for you momma.” Thankfully the father tone seems to do the trick and Thomas is


    finally dressed and ready for the cuting.


    “Ok, be free.” I give him a little push and he scatters the second I do, ast he runs past Fraction I don’t


    miss the candy bar he gets handed..


    “All his teeth are going to rot away,” I tell Fraction once we are alone.


    “You worry to much little momma.” Fraction tells me as he walks into the room and pulls me into his


    chest. Now that I am close I can see some kind of oily substance on him, poking him with a finger I can


    feel a thinyer of grease al over him.


    “Is this baby oil?” I ask him while sniffing my finger.


    “Adds to the costume.” Fraction tells me as he k*sses the top of my head, “you best get ready the kids


    are dying to get into the forest.”


    “What costume? You’re wearing your everyday jeans.” Fraction justughs as he strolls out of the room


    leaving me alone surrounded by dinosaurs and toys.


    I grumble all the way to our bedroom, when I open the door I burst outughing. Iugh so hard I have


    to grab hold of the doorframe to stop. myself from sliding to the floor.


    “What…” I gasp for breath as I look at Eliza again, “what the hell are you wearing?” I actually snort as I


    take in her full b*dy cat costume. We aren’t talking S**y little kitten, this is a full on bright orange furry


    full b*dy costume.


    “It was meant to be cute!” Eliza stamps her fur covered foot and I just


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    her it starts up again. The damn thing is so bright it pretty much glows in the dark.


    “Well at least we won’t lose you in the forest.” Eliza tries to put her hands on her hips but her costume


    is so puffy she can’t actually make the move, myughter increases.


    “Please, let me know when you’re doneughing at my expense.”


    Sucking in a breath I try to look at her withoutughing, I manage but I can’t seem to take the grin off


    my face.


    “Why exactly did you pick this?” I wave my hand up and down gesturing at her outfit.


    “Rick got it, it’s sort of an inside joke. When he told me I figured it would be a S**y kitty not this


    polyester monstrosity. What’s your costume?” I walk over to the cupboard but part of me doesn’t want


    to take it out, I know it’s going to make her feel bad.


    “A witch, nothing bad.” Eliza narrows her eyes at me.


    “If you pull out a S**y witch costume I’m actually going to murder you,” I put a hand over my heart


    feigning shock.


    “You would kill your Luna?” Eliza just stares at me, I swear if looks could turn a person to stone I would


    be a statue around now.


    “Show me.” Pulling my shirt over my head I drop it on the floor and go to open the garment bag holding


    my costume.


    “Goddess,” I poke my head around the door and look at Eliza with a raised eyebrow. “Remind me to


    take you shopping, mom bras are not S**y.” I look down at my in white bra, sure it’s a little on the full


    cup side but Fraction neverins.


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    I don’t let her know I heard herment, instead I focus on getting. dressed. The damn costume is


    more borate than I thought, I manage to get the garter belt, stockings and skirt on but I start to


    struggle when I get to the corset.


    “Help me?” I plead with Eliza.


    “Fine but you’re going to have toe and unzip me so I can use my hands,” stepping from around the


    door I watch Eliza look me up and down. She doesn’t say anything although I can see the annoyance


    all over her face. Patrick really messed up this one, “turn around.” I tell her as I drop the corset on the


    bed. Once Eliza’s hands are free she picks up the corset and undoes the ties until it’sying t.


    “Ok the mom bra needs to go,” the bra is front fastening which seems to amuse Eliza as she giggles


    when I take it off. “Ok turn around and arms up.” I do as Eliza tells me, and put my arms down when


    she’s covered my front with thecey bodice. “I don’t know why you even bother with a bra, those


    things are perky enough to stay up on their own.”


    “Try…ow.” I gasp as Eliza pulls the strings, “try nursing two kids, it’s like nature’s boobjob.” I feel Eliza’s


    hands still as I say this and I am instantly filled with regret. “Shit, Eliza I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”


    “Don’t worry about it, if I could nurse two kids I would. You’re all done, let’s see.” I turn around to show


    her the full effect, “you need some boots, maybe some knee high ones. Also don’t go bending down in


    that skirt.” I chuckle as I head back to the cupboard.


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    “You know I have some ck dress, makeup and some makeshift ears and we can make you a S**y


    kitten?” I tell Eliza as I root through my shoes, for some reason I have about six pairs of ck boots. I


    decide on the ones thatce all the way up the front ande past my knees. I hold the boots up to


    Eliza and she nods.


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    “I don’t want to piss Patrick off, he was excited about this costume.” Eliza looks in the mirror and starts


    pulling at the costume to put it back in ce.


    “Well tell him the costume pissed you off,” Eliza looks at me in the mirror, I watch as she bites her lip


    and nods.


    “Alright, let’s do it.” Putting my boots on I point to the cupboard at the far end of the room.


    “You pick a dress and I’ll get the makeup and headband.” I tell Eliza as my heels ck on the floor as I


    run.


    By the time Ie back to the bedroom armed with goodies Eliza is pulling a ck strappy dress over


    a redce bra and matching french cut panties. I smile at her as she sits on the bed and lifts her face


    up for


    make her look like a really S**y kitty.


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