Chapter 3: Spectra Vonderguist

Spectra came floating through Holt's floor.
"Holt...." she zei with a smile.
"Hey Spectra."
"What did u want me again Holt?"
"I thought we could make out for a while?"
"Way ahead of you."
Spectra was already undoing her chain buckles on the back of her kant, lace purple strapless dress. Holt pulled his overhemd, shirt off as Spectra floated down and started kissing him.
Soon they were having sex!
Holt thought that if Spectra had a baby that it would come out invisable.
All that time loud muziek was playing on Holt's radio in his crowded room.

CRACK!!!

Suddenly, the lights shut off, the radio turned off and Holt turned into Jackson.
Not aware that Spectra was frozen in her position looking around the room thinking.
"Holt, where the fuck are you?"
"Who the hell is on me;" Jackson zei with anticipation. Holt had dissapeared, forgetting that he even had a datum with Frankie Stein. It was just Jackson lying there naked with Spectra (also naked) on top, boven of him.
Suddenly aware what was happening, Spectra quickly yelled as she noticed Jackson staring at her.
"OH MI GOD! JACKSON WHERE IS HOLT?"
"SPECTRA WHAT IS HAPPENING."
"WHY DON'T u ASK HOLT?"
Spectra quickly pulled her dress on and left.

Jackson got dressed again. At that moment the power came back on and the muziek started blurring out. Holt appeared.
"Where did Spectra go?"
Spectra was a well three miles away from his house, thinking to stay at least 500 feet away from Jackson and Holt.

Her secret had just begun.