A Holiday Haunting: Part 4

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He had asked Erin what kind of food she wanted to try, and
she said something new, with lots of flavor. Walking into the orange glow of
the Thai restaurant and getting the scent of the food, Jack knew he had picked
the right place. Erin looked so excited, her eyes darting to every plate as
they got seated.

"So, Siam is now Thailand?" Erin asked as soon as
the waiter poured the waters and left the menus.

"Yeah." Jack nodded. "I'm sorry, but I have
to ask; are you okay?"

"What? Why?" She lowered the menu, and her eyes
widened.

"Just want to make sure that you're not gonna fall
asleep on me."

Erin smiled and said, "I'm getting my eight hours. Can
you help me with this menu?"

Jack leaned over and tried his best to explain everything to
Erin. He remembered her telling him that the food she used to eat in the 1880s
was bland and boring. He got the idea she wanted something spicy but didn't
want to scare her. He suggested Pad Thai, and picked something hotter for
himself, a couple of appetizers and wine.

"So, what did you do all day?" Erin asked as soon
as they were alone again.

"Nothing really. Replied to some emails, watched TV
with my sisters, argued with my parents about politics ;  a typical
holiday."

"What would you be doing if you were back in
Boston?"

"Don't know. Maybe watch basketball, gym, go on the
PlayStation, hit a couple of bars with friends."

"PlayStation ;  that's the machine that you can
play computer cartoons."

"Close enough," Jack smiled, "What about you?
How did you used to spend your free time?"

"Working for the Franklins took up most of my time. I
would be in that house for hours, sometimes the whole day. Any time I had to
myself, I'd read or maybe go for a walk. Not really that entertaining. But now
I can't wait to experience new things."

"I know, I saw your list. What about today?"

"Me and Lucy watched more movies. We watched some ones
with a lot of action, which was terrifying. But I got through it."

Jack wanted to quickly interject and ask what film that she
saw, but let her carry on.

"I tried to use Lucy's computer. But it was so hard and
nothing worked. It looked so easier when you were using yours. I kept on
forgetting about the Start button."

"And I got this." Erin reached into her jacket
pocket and showed Jack a red cellphone. It looked a little small compared to
most modern phones and had some scratches around the sides. "I got from a
store nearby and a prepaid plan. We can talk to each other now."

"That's awesome," Jack said. He knew that there
was something that he had forgotten to do for Erin.

"Lucy helped me take a couple of selfies. I guess
that's what girls like me do now. I created a Spotify account and I'm trying to
find my taste in music. But I'm not joining Instagram or Facebook yet. Lucy
said it's too early."

"Yeah." Jack nodded, thinking if he should tell
her the horror stories of social media. "Also, I know Beth is going to be
trawling for your account and will immediately follow you."

The food then arrived, and Erin's attention was drawn instantly
to the plate set in front of her.

Jack watched her, a mix of confusion and excitement at the
various plates. He should probably try to explain everything. "These are
the appetizers, that's pork gyozas ;  dough wrapped around a filling.
Those are chicken satays ;  grilled chicken with sauce."

Erin pointed to her dish and asked, "And I ordered;
?"

"Pad Thai. A typical Thai dish ;  everyone should
try it at least once. I got drunken noodles, there are hotter."

Erin reached for a chopstick; her fingers and thumbs fumbled
around the utensil. But to Jack's surprise, she got used to quickly them and
tried everything in front of them. Seeing her face light up with every bite, he
just grinned, like he was enjoying the food through her.

"This all tastes amazing. So many spices and different
flavors."

"I thought food was better back in your time. Fresher,
no chemicals or hormones."

"Maybe. But we just boiled everything. And there was no
taste."

Jack carefully ate his noodles, making sure not to make a
mess as he listened to Erin. She talked more about her plans; she was thinking
about starting yoga. He didn't see it in Lucy's apartment but now could tell
she was wearing makeup and looked even better. Her eyeliner made her green eyes
pop, and she had a bold shade on her lips, making it so enticing. He needed to
be alone with her.

Erin caught him staring and smiled. She then said, "Me
and Lucy were talking. And I think we got a story I can tell people."

"Okay."

"We got this idea after watching a true crime television
show ;  Lucy loves those. So, I tell people I came from Ireland but I
moved here when I was twelve. I lived with a very religious aunt and uncle. The
Franklins. We lived away from other people and had a simple life."

"So, you were in a fundamentalist sect?"

"Yes. I didn't have a TV, no internet or modern music.
I only interacted with the Franklins and other people in the community."

"Okay. But why did you leave?"

"The Franklins died."

"And what happened between then and now?"

Erin paused, looking like she was thinking of an answer. She
took a sip of wine and said, "After I decided to leave, I travel to Boston
and stay there, for some time? But; but it's too expensive and I meet Lucy and
she lets me stay with her. I then meet you and; you know?"

"That's perfect." After finishing their food, Jack
ordered more wine and asked Erin what she thought about the meal.

"I loved it." Erin said, wiping her lips with the
napkin. "I always wanted to try something like this. Before I left Boston,
there was this Chinese neighborhood. Just walking pass, I would be enticed by
the aroma. But I could never walk into the neighborhood."

He asked why but saw Erin go quiet and look nervous. It took
Jack a moment before he understood, going to a Chinese block would be a major
no-no for a white woman in 1890s Boston.

"I lived in what is now called South End. Then it was a
mix of Irish, Lebanese, Jewish, African-American, Greek. It was okay to speak
with them and visit their stores. But the Chinese was a different story. I
never understood why."

"Do you miss Boston?"

"Yes. When I arrived in the city, after weeks on that
boat, I couldn't believe such a place could exist. So big, so many people.
Visiting the Cathedral of the Holy Cross, getting lost in alleys exploring the
city, having picnics at the Common."

Looking at her, Jack thought about asking her something that
he had been on his mind for a while. "Do you want to come to Boston with
me?"

"I would like that."

They both leaned over the table and kissed, just a quick
peck. But they stared in each other's eyes, a tension rapidly developing
between them. Jack thought about asking about dessert, there was the Chocolate
Bar a couple of blocks away, or that they go for another drink. But watching
Erin, it felt she wanted to be alone with him.

"Lucy told me something," Erin said in a hushed
tone. "She will be working late and will be spending the night at a
friend's."

Jack nodded and flagged down the waiter.

A human Copulation.

"Lucy!" Erin called out as soon as they opened the
door.

Hearing no response, she turned and faced Jack. They both
shared knowing smirks and quickly kissed. Erin moaned in his mouth as the kiss
grew more lustful. She pressed herself against him and wrapped an arm around
his neck. Erin wanted to feel closer to him.

Jack loved every moment; having a gorgeous girlfriend draped
over him would make any man ecstatic. Erin then took his hand and pulled it
down to her ass. It was amazing how much she had changed in the last couple of
days; the modest, sexually-na ve girl from the nineteenth century had
disappeared. Erin moaned again as Jack cupped her ass.

She broke their kiss and tilted her head towards Lucy's
bedroom, Erin's green eyes sparkling as she grinned at him. Jack let her take
the lead, pulling him into the bedroom. Erin slammed the door shut and quickly
went to work on undressing Jack. She clumsily tried to unbutton his shirt but
got nowhere and groaned.

"You're wearing too many layers," Erin said,
flashing him a half-smile.

He pushed her back and immediately corrected his dress code.
His jeans and the rest of his clothes then fell to the floor, and Jack then
wrapped his arms back around her, kissing Erin's neck as he tugged on the zip.
Her dress loosened, and Erin effortlessly slipped out of it, revealing her perky
tits clad in a black bra.

He didn't do it on purpose, but Jack moaned at the sight of
her. How could he not? Erin stood in front of him wearing a black lace bra that
just covered her bust, revealing a hint of her areolas. Below, she wore a
matching lace thong. Super fucking sexy. Looking up, Erin had this smug smile
on her face; she knew the effect she was having on Jack.

She swayed her hips as she moved to him; Jack stayed
slack-jawed as Er