Past Life (Vash x Yoshie)

[X-Vash00]

It was a strange time for Connor Emory in the middle of the week. His homework was finished, there was no extra assignment, and all of his college applications were done. There as nothing left to do and it was so odd for Connor to have this free time in the middle of the week. Normally there would be some test to study for or some extra credit paper to write. Connor was in an advanced education program at school known as the International Baccalaureate program. It required more work and had a more tailored curriculum that was independent from the public school system. Now... what to do? He was thinking about popping in a video game, but then he remembered what was in his backpack.

He got up from his desk and walked over to his bag and pulled out a a DVD case with a girl posing in front of it with the title above her body, her panties riding up in her crotch and her left hand reaching around and grabbing her ass. Yes, it was a porno. One that his friends gave him a few days ago to check out. They said that the main actress in it was hot as and hell. He decided to check it out now. He popped it into his computer and waited for the computer to read it and open the built in DVD player. It played and he immediately caught something that came when the opening credits rolled. The title played and then was followed by the name of the main actress, Winry Seduction. He took his glasses off to rub his eyes and the put them back on to read it again. It was still there and it still shocked him. Mrs. Winry was one of his neighbors and she seemed really nice and tame, not a porn actress.

In disbelief, he continued the film. There she was in the opening scene acting somewhat normal. That was until about five minutes in, a man joined her and the XXX content began to happen. It was before long util another man joined them followed by a third. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had to look hard at her to see the similarities between this actress and his neighbor. They became uncanny as the film went on. The long and silky black hair, the sparkling golden eyes, it was a dead on look. Then came a pan out shot to show her large rear and shapely thighs. He was convinced, it was her. He turned the movie off and then went to do some extra studying.

The next day the scenes played over and over in his head until he couldn't stand it anymore. After school he stopped by Mrs. Winry's house and knocked on the door, unsure of how to approach this but needed to get this off of his chest.

 

[Yoshie]

5 bedrooms 3½ bathroom, two car garage town-home. No children, a butler whom everyone thinks is her husband and money in the bank. She was an upstanding citizen, paid her mortgage, car note and taxes on time. Tall, reaching 5’ 10 in height and that was without heels on; long black onyx hair, gold eyes, her original eye color was red. No one really saw her with gold eyes, she had retired them back then when she was Yellow Diamond. Yes, she was known for those bright gold orbs of lust. One stare would have a man on his knees worshiping that hourglass figure of hers. She was a dominatrix able to bend any man to her will and if looks could kill she’d been on death row.

She owned a Rolls Royce, she was a teacher and she held herself well. At the age of 33 she was in her prime, she had money in the bank, she had power from every committee in the community and she had the respect of the whole city. She loved where she lived, the people where friendly, the atmosphere was positive and the best part was, no one knew her secret. Behind this passive, play by the rules exterior was a black panther, a rebel, a temptress who’s only goal is to make you come and come some more. She was an Amazon goddess, her long legs led up to her thighs and those hips of hers, a man could get lost in those hips as soon as he could stop staring at the eyes. Her past was what she was running from, she was a porn star, and not just one of those regular run-of-the-mills go go girls, no she was bigger than Karen Stephens.

Her videos were never nasty or distasteful. They were just the opposite; she brought out a certain sophistication to the adult entertainment industry, only dealing with those who had fame, fortune, something to offer her in turn for her services. Back then it was a living, a means to make money, a means to keep change in her pocket and not nickel and dimes either. A stack was her spending money for the weekend and it wasn’t just on her Johnnie Walker Blue label either, although the car and bar stayed full of the Scotch Whiskey.

She was coming from one of the meetings for Neighborhood watch, one of the old ladies from the committee Mrs. Jones had been complaining about the streets were not safe. She apparently watched too much television seeing as the only thing their community was plagued with was paranoid people like herself. Nothing bad ever happened in this small town. They recycled every Wednesday trash went out every Friday. The streets were clean, the houses were clean, and people came and went as they pleased. No one questioned anything that was out of the confines of their little gated community, nothing that would lead to suspicion of Winry Seduction.

A little while into her glass of Johnnie Walker Red Winry heard a knock at the door. Grabbing her glass after changing into something a little bit comfortable her head tilted toward the door, she wasn’t expecting company this late, then again Winry never had company, with work and all she was always busy, no time for visitors. She got up with her glass in her hand and opened the door. She was wearing a lilac colored see-though night gown that barely covered her thighs. If she would bend over one would see her matching thongs. There was a man standing there, a boy rather she looked upon him and her eyebrows rose. She leaned on the edge of the door with her hand extended.

“Yes Innocent… how may I be of service?”

 

[X-Vash00]

Connor adjusted his glasses as he shifted from his feet as he waited for the door to open. He was hoping that her husband wasn't home, lord knows that he wanted to know about this. He always thought of them as an odd couple. They weren't very lovey dovey on one another, it's almost like they weren't a couple at all. He chuckled imaginging what it would be like if they weren't. "He'd probably be her butler," he mused to himself. He pushed the relaxing thought from his mind as the reason why he was here reared its ugly head back into his brain. This was information was like sitting in plutonium. If it got to the wrong people, like her husband, this could be very damaging and could send her whole life spiraling down unless he already knew it. He wondered if this was how Oppenheimer felt when "The Gadget" was complete. Having the power to destroy almost everything with such a small thing sitting in the palm of his hand.

The door finally opened and he was relieved to see that it was Mrs. Winry. "Hey Ms. Winry," he said trying to act as casual as possible, though he sultry voice calling him innocent sent a bit of a shiver up his spine. His eyes caught sight of what she was wearing and he thought it funny, this is how that porno started last night. "I was wondering if I can come inside? I have something that I think you might want to see." He moved inside the house, not wanting to stay outside to raise suspicion. He stepped inside and moved into the living room. He looked around and saw that her husband wasn't in sight, it was a good start. Once he knew it was clear he sat down on the couch and put his bag in front of him.

He rubbed his hands together trying to think of how to start this conversation. "Ms. Winry.... what did you do before settling down?"

 

[Yoshie]

He walked in her house, normally she would not have allowed such forcefulness but again, she was playing the passive role and she didn’t want any other upstanding citizen to see her let a young man in her house nor what she was wearing. It would not be a good look and surely there will be questions in the morning, and the people she’d have to answer to… she shook those thoughts out of her head and saw that he was checking her house for something, but what could it be? Who could it be? Then again, she had heard what he said before she closed the door. Being as paranoid as she was she closed her blinds and let her curtains down. She went to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of ice cubes and the bottle of Johnnie Walker Red label.

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The ice went in her glass; she grabbed the bottle and watched as he sat down. That’s when he said it, she sighed pouring the brown liquid in her glass. Those red eyes glaring at him as she held the liquid up to her nose and sniffing first and then proceeded to sip painstakingly slow to gather her thoughts. Eventually she knew this day would come, but she didn’t know it would come so soon. Someone would find out and she was lucky this time it wasn’t her children. Then again this was someone’s child, their boy, their teenager, who by a twist of events just so happen to have found her secret.

“How old are you Innocent?”

She began, but then again if he had access to her past life then that means he was old enough to know the subject that they were talking about, or at least old enough to put two and two together.

“You don’t look stupid Innocent.” She leaned forward just a bit. “Cut the crap boy, we’re behind closed doors, there’s no one else here but you and I and I doubt the walls will say anything. I assume no one else saw you come here since you were so careful to come in so quickly. So, what is this about?” She crossed her legs right over left; her drink in her left hand while flipping her hair with the right.