Immaculate Fetish

by Jamie Antonia Symonanis

  “Is this really why you had a bedroom full of the same gowns?” Greta asked Tammy laughing at Valia laughing at her.

  “I confess, but it looks like we won’t be needing them,” Tammy smiled.

  “I hope you are both ok, God you’re such good sports, and you still look gorgeous even covered in spaghetti,” Wiza asked.

  “You did great, thanks for making one take all that was necessary for that scene,” Greta smiled. “You should come visit us sometime, get my phone number and address from Amelia, ok?”

  “I’d like that, thanks,” Wiza replied. “I will leave my info and email address in the trailer for you to have.”

  Teddy came walking over with the owner of the restaurant. “Girls I wont take up but a minute of your time, I just wanted you to meet the owner of this great establishment.”

  “Girls I just want you to know, that Teddy is convinced that you have a promising career ahead of you, and I just wanted you to know that you are both welcome here anytime.”

  “That is just great,” Greta said shaking the spaghetti off as she started walking back to the trailer. “Tell me, can we bring a few friends?”

  “Of course, bring as many as you want.”

  The twins JTIKED the owner to reserve the entire restaurant for them the very next day, so they could have a private dinner party for their personal guests, all of whom were going to be homeless.

  “Excuse me, I will go make the necessary preparations immediately,” the owner said as he called to one of this managers.

  “Girls, what can I say, let me walk with you so you can get out of those clothes,” Teddy said. “I just want you to know how fabulous I think you were today, really.” “I want you to know that you are invited to visit us at any time, and I will most definitely be in touch.”

  “Thank you Teddy, this was a nice experience.” Valia replied.

  “Really, I wonder if you know just how huge a hit you have here?” Greta giggled as she unzipped Valia’s gown just inside the doorway of the trailer. Valia returned the favor, unzipping Greta’s gown. They dropped them to the floor standing naked, and giggled at the look on Teddy’s face as they headed to the shower to wash off the rest of the dinner they had been covered in.

  “Wow,” Amelia said before shaking Teddy back into reality.

  “Wow,” Teddy said, “you discovered them, and I think I’m in love with them.”

  Teddy and Amelia could hear singing coming out of the shower and smiled. “You oughta shine as brightly, as Jupiter and Mars, You oughta be in pictures, My star of stars!”

  Chapter 21

  On With The Show

  Greta found a 1962 Pontiac Catalina Convertible in red, almost identical to her’s and nearly brand new, from a seller in Arizona. She wired him the money and accepted his offer to deliver the vehicle to Clarissa in Carbondale. Greta rewarded him handsomely for being so nice.

  “Honey, when I saw some guy pulling up in what looked like your car I kinda freaked out,” Clarissa said. “But when he asked for me and transferred over the title to my name, saying this was a gift from Greta and Valia, and to drive safely, well I lost it. Greta thank you so much and please thank Valia too, from the bottom of my heart.”

  “Well, it was on your wish list,” Greta laughed. “Clarissa, it’s nothing, really, enjoy it.”

  “Robyn is transferring here in the fall,” Clarissa replied. “We are going to visit her sister in Las Vegas on break, and now we’re going to be driving in this beautiful car instead of a rental.”

  “I think it just came from there, or near there,” Greta giggled. “I’ve never been to Vegas, the desert would be nice indeed.”

  “I miss having you around, I suppose you won’t be back for the fall term huh?” Clarissa said.

  “No honey we just have too much going on here, really.” Greta replied. She could sense a deep sadness in Clarissa and JTIKED her to cheer up. “You are welcome to come and visit us any time you like, stay with us, stay at the Chelsea, enjoy this marvelous city, we love you and Robyn.”

  “You always seem to know what to say or do to cheer me up,” Clarissa giggled. “I am going to take you up on that offer.”

  “Valia and I hope you do,” Greta replied. “You have a safe trip out west, ok? Don’t forget to keep up on the weather reports if you are going to drive with the top down.”

  “Thanks, love you.”

  “Love you too,” Greta replied before blowing a kiss over the phone and hanging up.

  Valia was on a hammock on the rooftop, swaying in the warm late August breeze. Her eyes were closed as she collaborated on a song with a few of the plants around her.

  “It is sure to make it into the top ten if you record it,” Greta smiled.

  “Clarissa is pleased with her gift, and I am pleased as you well know,” Valia said.

  Greta joined Valia on the hammock and placed the phone on the tree stump next to her. “As you are undoubtedly aware of, I have received a few more messages from Teddy and Amelia and have not responded yet, do you think we should go?”

  “We can do our work from anywhere really, and I know you are concerned about me, or should I say us, becoming too much of a paparazzi fueled frenzy, but I think it would do us a lot of good to attend these Emmy Awards as they are called,” Valia replied. “Do you think Krystyna will be able to take care of all our plants?”

  “I am certain that without any persuading on our part, she will if she does not have anything else planned.”

  “Ok then, let’s do it,” Valia smiled. “Road trip?”

  “Oh for sure, I have never driven west, we could surprise Clarissa in Vegas, see the desert, see the stars, well not your’s of course but stars.” Greta giggled.

  The phone rang again. “It’s Teddy again. Niklom boshtis variancha?” Greta answered.

  “It must be a maid or something,” she heard him say to someone as she spoke. “Hello, I am trying to reach Greta and Valia Garbova,” Teddy asked.

  “Hello Teddy, sorry we didn’t reply to your messages earlier, but we have been very busy.” Greta replied.

  “Darling, have you made a decision yet?”

  “Teddy, we’ve decided it would be a good thing to attend your Emmy Awards, but why won’t you be there?” Greta asked.

  “It is going to be a night for the two of you to shine, I never attend award ceremonies,” Teddy said. “But it will be good for you, good for the advance of our film, good all around.”

  “Ok, it is agreed then.” Valia replied after taking the phone from Greta. “We are planning a road trip out there so you will have to reach us on cel phone or email with the details.”

  “We will, and I just gotta tell you, I am so happy to hear you have both agreed to go, really, very happy,” Teddy replied. “We will be in touch, oh yeah, when you see how you look on film I think you are going to be very pleased,” Teddy replied. “Here Tammy, see that all of this gets recycled,” Valia heard Teddy say before hanging up.

  The twins spent the rest of the day packing and making preparations for their trip. By their estimate they would be gone a few weeks. Krystyna had nothing planned until late October, and gladly agreed to look in on the plants.

  “Greta, come look at this,” Valia shouted across the rooms.

  On the screen, Teddy was speaking to a television crew from a location they were winding up shooting the movie at. “Yes, well New York is indeed my favorite place to shoot a movie, you can’t get a good corned beef sandwich anywhere west of Chicago,” he laughed. “One of the most exciting things about this movie has been the discovery of two new major talents, twins by the way, absolutely amazing, but you will have to wait for the movie to see why.”

  “On with the show,” Greta laughed. “Do you want me to pack any underwear for us?”

  “Oh you can stuff some deep in the bottom of a bag I suppose,” Valia giggled as she gently slid her hand over her peach fuzz covered genitals.

  “I guess you never can tell just what Mo
ther Nature is going to send your way can you?” Greta smiled as she knelt down and rested her head on one of Valia’s parted thighs.

  “Well it is only fair that I take on some of your physical traits, considering all the changes you have so lovingly accepted.” Valia smiled. She and Greta had grown a soft bleached blonde nearly invisible patch of pubic hair. It did not grow where they had acquired sexual birthmarks, nor did it grow on or between their genitals.

  “Just another delightful thing to play with on you,” Greta said.

  “I love it,” Valia replied before pulling Greta between her legs and kissing her deeply. “That packing can wait.”

  The following morning the twins loaded everything they thought they would need for the trip then said their goodbyes to the plants and Krystyna.

  “Have a safe trip, I will be looking for you on that award show,” Krystyna said.

  “We will email you with the details,” Greta replied kissing her on the cheek and giving her a hug. She had given Krystyna her old Macbook, and a brief JTIK on how to use it and just about everything Internet related. “Thank you again, really.”

  “The pleasure is mine,” Krystyna replied. “Do widzenia!”

  “Love you Krystyna, thank you,” Valia said giving her a kiss on the cheek and a hug. “Do widzenia!”

  Greta already had the car pulled out of the garage and was waiting in the driveway. Valia opened the door and hopped in as the top finished lowering. “On with the show!” Greta said.

  “Do you still want to stop in Chicago?” Valia asked somewhere west of where I-280 became I-80.

  “Yes, but I would love to spend most of this trip west of the Mississippi my dear lovely sister,” Greta replied wearing a huge grin.

  “Are you thinking what I am thinking?” Valia asked.

  “I think I am thinking what you are thinking,” Greta laughed.

  Greta paced their speed to give them a large space between vehicles driving in front of them and behind them. As they came over a hill, obscured from sight on all sides, Greta let go of the wheel, held hands with Valia, and they sat back in their seats. They were engulfed in an intensified feeling they experienced when moving from place to place, a warm tingling feeling followed instantly by a loud rushing sound, like air flowing over a microphone, which stopped almost as quickly as it started. The car, with the twins in it, disappeared from sight, reappearing in the alley behind Greta’s house in Chicago.

  Greta turned her head towards Valia and smiled. “Mommy,” she said. “How do you pronounce what we just did again?”

  “I’ll get the garage door,” Valia replied, “and the human pronunciation is vee zu, VIZU.”

  Greta sent out a JTIK to all the neighbors that knew her and her family, familiarizing them with the simple fact that they were Marlene’s twin daughters. It was less than two hours since they had left New York when they dropped their bags on the living room floor. “I can’t look at anything in this house that does not remind me of you,” Greta said.

  “Well we’ve been living together here for most of our lives dear sister,” Valia said.

  “Would you like to stretch your legs and accompany me to the Starbucks down the street?” Greta asked.

  “I would love to,” Valia replied.

  It felt good for Greta to be home. They ordered up a few Starbucks and strolled through the neighborhood, stopping in a few stores along the way before returning home. Valia had brought one of her favorite small plants with. Marlene was still in Europe with friends for another week, so they had the place to themselves. They took out Valia’s Macbook and started looking at places to visit when heading west. “I do know that I want to start our trip west at the Gateway to the West in St. Louis,” Greta said. “They have a fabulous zoo there.”

  “My dear, I am leaving our itinerary entirely up to you,” Valia smiled.

  “You’re going to love the Arch.”

  Greta called Clarissa to find out when she would be in Vegas. “We are on the road even as we speak, heading to California,” Greta said. “I will explain it all when we meet up with you in Vegas, that is unless you vant to be alone.”

  “Aaarrgh, are you serious?” Clarissa screamed.

  “Yes, in two days we will meet you in Vegas, email me the details of where you are staying and all of that, ok?” Greta replied.

  “I will, I am so excited, can’t wait to see the both of you again.”

  “Smooches,” Greta replied and hung up the phone.

  “Valia darling, before we settle into a nostalgic evening at home, I could use your help downtown,” Greta said.

  “I have not been downtown on a workday, so I would love to,” Valia replied.

  “When you’re alone,” Greta started singing, “and life is making you lonely, You can always go, Downtown.” She wrapped her arms around Valia and in an instant they were standing in the Chicago Board of Trade, visible to none but themselves. They performed a somewhat modified JTIK compared to the work they performed on Wall Street, and moved to the Chicago Stock Exchange where they performed yet another JTIK. From there they zipped over to the Mercantile Exchange and once again, performed a unique JTIK there. Only one more stop my dear, she thought, a moment before they were standing in the office of the Mayor. The JTIK they performed on him and his entire city council would finally bring a recycling program to Chicago. A city this size not recycling is criminal with all that we know, Greta giggled in thought. “What do you want for dinner my dear sister,” Greta asked of Valia now standing in their own living room.

  “Pizza, deep dish pizza,” Valia replied. “New York is a thin crust town, so I think deep dish is in order.”

  “I was hoping you would say that,” Greta laughed. “The JTIK process seems to be getting easier for me to participate in.”

  “Sister, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” Valia laughed. “Did I get that right, I saw it in an old movie one night when you were sleeping?”

  Greta removed their clothes with a blink. “There, that’s better,” she said, “and yes my dear, you got it right.”

  While they were waiting for the pizza delivery, Greta powered up her Macbook and started searching for places to go and things to do in the Nevada desert. “Oh my honey, it is happening this entire week, and we could fit it in on the trip if you like,” Greta said, moving close enough for Valia to see the computer screen. “The Burning Man, I thought it happened earlier in the year, but it is happening now, I hear it is a fun event, out in the desert, a gazillion stars, beautiful cool people, heat, sun, sand, and most importantly, clothes are an option.”

  The front doorbell rang. “Clothes or no clothes?” Greta asked.

  “You better put something on, this is mommy’s house,” Valia laughed.

  Instead, Greta simply JTIKED the driver to see her dressed, and gave him a very nice tip.

  They set up a place to eat in the living room where they could watch the television. Television was a marvelous source for what to JTIK next, besides, Valia loved watching television.

  After dinner the twins settled into a quiet evening at home, bath, lovemaking, the usual. They chose new hairstyles from a selection of thousands online, their hair in back now long enough to touch the base of their necks because Greta missed her longer hair flowing in the breeze while cruising with the top down. The following morning, after cleaning up the mess they created during their quiet evening at home, they ate a bowl of cereal, packed up the car with their things, and walked over to Starbucks to pick up a few lattes for the road. Greta asked Valia to drive. One of the things they did while still back in New York was each obtain a New York drivers license, and license plates for New York that spelled GREVALI.

  “On with the show,” Valia said as she pulled out of the garage.

  Chapter 22

  Giant City

  Greta laughed. She just loved to watch Valia drive. “Now remember darling, we are in no hurry.”

  Driving slowly down the alley, they performed a VIZU and in mome
nts they were on I-55 just outside the city and suburbs and the dreaded morning rush hour traffic. “Not a drop of my Starbucks jumped out of the cup, see now there would have been coffee all over the side of the cup if we had taken the conventional rush hour route out of the city,” Greta said. “Now don’t get too spoiled with VIZU, because at some point you will experience that thing called a major rush hour, and believe me, there is an art to making any time driving through it, and surviving.”

  “You will teach me, this rush hour?” Valia giggled.

  Greta thought Valia was right. VIZU was a great option, but driving across country was an enjoyable experience, especially if you did not have to do it for a living. When they passed by Springfield, Valia spoke of an intense vibe that would be helpful to them. “It was the home of him,” Greta said showing Valia a five-dollar bill. “We could sure use someone like that today.”

  When they arrived in St. Louis, Valia cruised around to the riverfront side of the Gateway Arch. They parked the car and walked up a long flight of stairs to the grass covered open space under the magnificent structure. “You know,” Greta said when they were standing directly underneath it, “this is about how large I always imagined the Enterprise on Star Trek Next Generation to be. How does this compare in size to your ship?”

  “My ship was approximately half the dimension of this structure,” Valia replied. The twins thought it was a good idea to perform a visual JTIK on the structure itself before leaving that would raise awareness simply by looking at it.

  Valia did not want to visit the zoo. “Perhaps on the trip back,” she said. She wanted to go back to the very place they had met in Southern Illinois and spend the night.

  “I was not sure how you would feel about going back down there,” Greta said, “but I am glad you want to head down because I have a thing or two to find out from forest creatures while there.”