May the Force be with Ya'll

WARNINGS: Language


PART III

The rest of the weekend went on without a hitch. The girls made their pilgrimage to the salon Saturday and were pampered and primped. Hair was colored, rolled, fluffed and styled. Nails and toes were buffed, trimmed and painted. They all left the salon looking and feeling better and were ready for a night of fun and frivolity.

Saturday night was a night on the town and the girls really tore up the neighborhood. Dancing, drinking and flirting. In all they closed down three bars and stumbled back to Renee’s home arm in arm, completely sauced and stumbling as they went.

Sunday morning came too early for all of them. Bonnie woke first around 11:30 AM and started the coffee. She sat the kitchen table and held her head as she sighed.

“I hope I had fun last night,” she murmured to herself. She lit a smoke and walked over to the coffee pot to fill her mug. The evening was a bit of a blur but she did remember a group of cute guys flirting with her. Bonnie smiled and giggled as she ran her hands through her hair. Those guys did not know what they were in for when they came up against her.

As her mind wandered into the fog of last night, Cindy walked into the kitchen and plopped down beside her. “Coffee?” Cindy grumbled.

“Yeah, want some?” Bonnie asked as she sat another mug on the counter.

“Humpf,” Cindy snorted as she brushed past Bonnie and filled her mug.

“The beer or the shooters?” Bonnie asked with a smirk on her face.

Cindy rolled her eyes and grunted, “Shooters,” as she sank down in the chair beside Bonnie.

The two girls did not say a word as they sat next to each other drinking their coffee. After the second cup, Cindy finally asked, “Why did you let me drink all those shooters?”

“Like I could’ve stopped you,” Bonnie replied as she lit another smoke and took a deep breath, “Honey, you were ten feet tall and bulletproof last night.”

Giggling, Cindy asked, “I did keep my clothes on, didn’t I?”

“For the most part,” Bonnie shot back, “but you did disappear with some dude for a while.”

“Oh yeah, Randy,” Cindy sighed, “he was a cutie and quite a good kisser.”

“I’m surprised you remember his name,” Bonnie replied as she sipped her coffee.

Cindy cut her a look and rose from the table to get more coffee. As she was fixing a fresh pot, Martha stumbled into the kitchen. Renee followed her shortly and went straight to the fridge to down a bottle of water.

“Mornin’,” Martha told her friends as she rubbed her eyes and waited on the coffee to perk.

Renee turned to the table and said, “That was a little too much fun last night.”

They all roared with laughter, although Cindy had to hold her head as her hangover pounded.

As the afternoon wore on, the girls started to pack up their clothes and got ready for the trip home. Martha and Cindy had to work Monday so they were the first ones to leave.

Cindy hugged everyone and said, “We will have to do this again real soon. I love ya’ll!”

Martha did the same hugging and kissing everyone. “Maybe we can find a few more cute young thangs next time,” she said with a wink and a wicked grin. Bonnie hugged both of them back as she said, “I love ya’ll more than my luggage.”

Once they left, Bonnie and Renee settled down on the front porch with a bottle of Gentleman Jack. “Hair of the dog. Best cure for a hangover,” Renee said as she swigged a big drink out of the bottle. She handed it to Bonnie who did the same. “Yep, that’s some good shit,” she hissed as she sat the bottle down.

“I’ll bet ya five dollars that Cindy calls in sick tomorrow,” Renee laughed.

Bonnie chuckled, “That’s one bet I won’t take.”

They sat on the porch and watched the pink and purple colors of the sunset start to paint the sky. Several neighbors walked by and waved at the girls as they swung on the porch. As twilight was dawning, they heard a loud noise from behind the house, but by that time, they were well into the bottle of whiskey and didn’t pay much attention to it.

Renee got up and went into the house to retrieve two more Cokes as Bonnie sat on the swing. Bonnie swung blissfully on the porch, swirling the brown liquid in the bottle. She noticed a cloaked figure walking toward the porch and became quite alarmed.

“Can I help you?” she asked as the figure drew near.

The stranger walked up the steps and raised his head to look at Bonnie, “I think you have something of mine.”

Bonnie’s breath caught in her throat as she looked into the eyes of this man. “What the fuck?” Bonnie spit out as she almost dropped the bottle of whiskey.

“Excuse me?” The stranger asked.

Bonnie, for once in her life, was speechless. This man was the spitting image of Anakin Skywalker. He had the Jedi garb, dark cloak, and the piercing blue eyes. Her mouth hung open as she stopped swinging. She was not sure what to say.

The front door opened and Renee strolled out with two Cokes in her hand. The man turned to her and she gasped and promptly dropped the drinks. Her eyes went wide as she gazed at him.

“Where is the projector?” he hissed as he moved closer to Renee.

“I., uh, don’t know,” Renee stammered, her heart pounding fiercely.

Bonnie stood and walked toward him, “Are you Vader?” she asked with a sheepish grin on her face.

He turned to Bonnie and replied, “I am Lord Vader. Where is my projector?” He stood between the two girls and seemed to be quite agitated.

Renee gasped as the realization came over her. He was here. The REAL Vader. Before the suit. Hot damn! She was glad she didn’t know where that damned device was hidden. She knew her friends had hidden it but at this moment she really didn’t care. As she moved closer to him, she said, “If we know where it is, what are you willing to do to get it back?”

Bonnie giggled at Renee’s response. She knew her friend was setting him up for some fun. Hearing her giggle, he turned to Bonnie with his arm outstretched. “You will tell me where it is,” Vader said as he started to Force choke her. Bonnie gagged and sputtered, dropping to her knees as Renee flew forward and grabbed his arm.

“Stop it! We’ll give you what you want but first you must do something for us,” Renee pleaded as she kneaded the muscles of his arm. She could not help a sigh escaping her lips as she stood next to him. Vader turned to her, his eyes cold and icy, and released Bonnie as he said through gritted teeth, “You do not give me commands, woman.”

“No Lord Vader. I would never do that,” she said as she bowed, lowering her hands, “I just want to show you the appreciation you deserve.” Renee let a lustful grin come over her face. Bonnie was coughing and rubbing her neck as she looked up at Renee, wondering what her friend was up to.

He raised an eyebrow as he looked at Renee and she looked up to see his eyes soften. “Very well,” Vader said as he moved closer to her. She felt her knees start to buckle as she stood up straight to face the object of her obsession. ‘If this is a dream, please don’t let me wake up,’ she thought.

“Let’s go inside. We don’t wanna cause a scene,” she said as she grabbed his hand and let him into the house. Bonnie followed them, making sure to take the whiskey and pick up the Cokes.

Vader lowered his hood and Renee held out her hands as she said, “Let me take that for you.” She stepped behind him and removed his cloak, making sure to rub her hands across his broad shoulders as he let the cloak slip from his body. She raised her hand and waved toward the couch as she hung his cloak on the rack by the door.

As he settled down on the couch, Renee and Bonnie sat down on either side of him and Bonnie asked, “Want some?” as she held out the bottle to him. He looked at her cautiously as he grabbed the bottle. Vader sniffed it before he threw his head back and took a big swig of the Tennessee Whiskey. His eyes opened wide as he swallowed the potent liquid and he sputtered slightly as he shook his head.

“Good shit, ain’t it?” Bonnie asked as she patted him on the back. Renee laughed as she took the bottle from him and gulped down a shot. “Ahh,” Renee sighed as she grinned at Vader, “it’ll put hair on your chest.” Bonnie fell out laughing and Vader just looked at the girls with a confused look on his face.

As they continued to drink, Vader slowly began to loosen up. The girls did not take big drinks; in fact, Renee only pretended to be drinking. By the time he emptied the bottle, he was quite sauced and had completely relaxed.

The conversation turned to a different level when Bonnie asked if she could see his light saber. He looked at her with a bit of a scowl on his face. She laughed and said, “Not the one on your belt, sweetie.”

Vader raised his eyebrows and chuckled as he replied, “So that’s what both of you are tying to do.”

“Do you have any objections to us playing with you, darlin’? I mean, it’s not every fuckin’ day we get to see a real Sith Lord,” Renee responded in her best southern drawl. She moved closer to put her arm around him as she made small circles on his chest with the other.

Bonnie put her head on his shoulder and nuzzled against his neck, “If you play with us, we’ll do what ever you ask, my Lord.”

Renee stroked his face as she said in her best low, husky drawl, “We just wouldn’t be good hosts if we didn’t cater to your every need, sugar. We have a thang here called Southern Hospitality and we just have to make sure you have an enjoyable time.”

Bonnie giggled and gave Renee a wink as they both wrapped one leg over each of his legs and snuggled against his chest. Vader’s head was swimming from the whiskey and the attention of the two willing Southern Belles.

Renee sat up and looked from Vader to Bonnie and grinning said, “I think we should retire to a more comfortable room.”

Vader’s eyes glazed over as Bonnie reached down and gave the front of his pants a light squeeze. “I think that would just be loverly,” Bonnie said as she stood up.

The girls held out their hands to him and he smiled widely as he firmly grasped them. They heaved him to his feet and he fell against Renee as he tried to get his wobbly legs under control. “What was that stuff,” he asked as he held onto Renee.

Renee and Bonnie giggled as they replied in unison, “Gentleman Jack, if you please.”

Vader shook his head as his vision started to clear up. Renee held onto him and took the opportunity to feel his firm backside. This man was built like a brick shithouse. He was firm, tall, and ever so handsome. He was all she could’ve hoped for and more. As he looked down on her, he wrapped his arms around her and she leaned up to taste his full lips. The kiss was tentative at first, then she became more demanding and he didn’t back down.

Bonnie tapped her foot and cleared her throat trying to get their attention. Renee was lost in his searing kiss and waved her hand trying to shoo Bonnie away. Vader wrapped his hands in her hair and pressed his body close to hers. Her head swimming with overwhelming lust and excitement, Renee ground her hips against his.

Renee broke their kiss and in a voice thick with passion said, “Don’t leave my friend out.”

Bonnie’s eyes twinkled as Vader released Renee and turned to her. He smiled and bit his lower lip as he moved to place his hands on either side of her face. Leaning down, he slowly, sensually kissed her. Bonnie began to swoon as she met his kiss with fervor.

As Renee started to walk past them, Vader held his hand out to stop her. He stood back from Bonnie and said, “I think we have some hospitality to enjoy.”

Renee and Bonnie both smiled widely as they took his hands and let him to the bedroom.