The year is 2127 and twin sisters Penelope and Jasmine were as different as night and day. At 19, unless you looked really close, you couldn't even tell they were sisters. Penelope, the eldest by 5 minutes had taken after their father in looks. 5'2" and full figured with dusty brown hair and hazel eyes.
Jasmine on the other hand had taken after their mother. 5'4", and slender. She did have her sister's dusty brown hair and hazel eyes, but that was where the similarities ended. Along with their looks, the girls were completely different in other ways.
Penelope was considered a bookworm. She liked to read and didn't believe in losing her virginity until she was married or at least engaged. Jasmine on the other hand had lost her virginity to her high school math teacher the day she turned 18 and would screw anything in pants. As long as he had a cock and was of age, she had no qualms.
The girls attended the local college and were trying out to become sisters in the sorority. They attended the first meeting with 6 other girls but by the third meeting, only Penelope and Jasmine still had a chance of becoming part of it. "Your task should you take it, is to spend the night at the local cemetery." Alisha, a 20 year old Junior and head of the sorority told the twins.
"Spend the night in the cemetery?" Penelope asked looking at her sister. "But that place is crawling with zombies."
Alisha laughed, "Yea right. Do you believe everything you hear and read?"
Jasmine laughed with her. "Actually she does." She smiled at her sister then turned back to Alisha. "So if we stay in the cemetery all night, we become part of the sorority?"
Alisha smiled and nodded. "Yes. We will lead you to the cemetery and lock you in. When we come back the next morning, if you are still there, you become part of the sorority."
Penelope wasn't sure she liked this idea. "I don't know." She said softly.
"Pen, come on, you want this as much as I do." Jasmine said looking at her sister pleadingly. Come on, it might be fun."
Penelope looked over at her sister, and then shrugged her shoulders. "Okay, so if we do decide to leave before morning, how do we get out?"
Alisha smiled; no one had ever stayed the entire night. That was why her sorority was so small. She used this test to weed out the ones she didn't want there. "There is a gate at the far end of the cemetery that leads to a dirt road. The gate there is unlocked. However, someone will be at that gate all night, so you can't go out it then come back before sunrise and say you stayed all night."
Penelope swallowed hard while Jasmine beamed. "Sounds good to me. When do we do this?"
They set it up for the following night, and then the girls headed for home. "I have a really bad feeling about this Jas."
Jasmine smiled at her sister and then hugged her. "It's full of dead people, what can happen?"
Penelope smiled but inside she still didn't think this was a good idea.
The following night, Alisha and a couple of other girls from the sorority led Jasmine and Penelope towards the dark cemetery. Both girls carried a sleeping bag, pillow, and a small knapsack with a flashlight as well as a few other essentials inside. "Okay, remember, you have to stay here all night." Alisha said smiling at them as she locked the gate behind the two girls.
"Don't worry, we'll be here." Jasmine said with a broad grin.
Alisha and the other two smiled at each other, then turned and walked away, soon to be enveloped by the darkness.
The cemetery was dark even though it was a clear night. Penelope could see a few headstones from the light of the moon but that was about it. She pulled her flashlight out and turned it on. "Come on, let's get some sleep." She said moving towards the center of the cemetery.
Jasmine followed after her with her own flashlight out. "I think this is going to be fun." She said with a smile a few minutes later when they dropped their things in front of a tombstone of a guy who had died about 15 years earlier. "I mean, we always did like camping."
Penelope unrolled her sleeping bag then climbed into it. "Yea, I guess." She flashed her light over the area, but not seeing anything, turned it off. "Night Jas." She said as she rolled over onto her side.
"Night."
As the girls slept peacefully, they had no idea that there were three sets of eyes watching them. They were three men who had never met during life, but had a common goal after death. This was their cemetery, their resting place. When people came in after dark, they were in their territory. "I like the full figured one." Fritz said. Fritz had been there the longest, 15 years after he had died in the fire that had also killed his wife and child. They had moved on to another world, but he decided to stay behind. At 5'10" and 165lbs when he was alive, he had always loved the feel of young flesh beneath him. He ran his hands down over his fire red skin, and then looked at his friends.
Xavier was 6'3" and built like a linebacker with sandy brown hair and blue eyes. His pale skin shone brightly in the moonlight. He had died 10 years ago when he was crossing a country road and got run over by a tractor. His body still showed the marks from where the teeth on the tractor had dug into his skin.
Patrick was the newest zombie in the area. He had died a mere six months ago by a laser wound to the chest from a fight with the cops. He had been a drug dealer in his life and the cops didn't like that idea. At 5'11", and slender, with jet black hair, his black eyes, moved over the sleeping girls.
"I think we have waited long enough. I'm hot." he said running his hand down inside his jeans and grasping his 9 inch cock. The last girls who had been in their territory late at night had run at the first sight of the three men and Patrick was still furious about that.
"Let's have some fun then boys." Xavier said moving off the headstone he had been sitting on. He let his booted feet melt into the soft ground as he walked towards the sleeping girls.
Penelope opened her eyes and looked up at the moon. She wasn't sure what it was that woke her, but she was sure that something was wrong. She turned on her flashlight, and glanced around but didn't see anything out of the ordinary. She turned off the light and snuggled back down when she heard the noise again. It sounded like a moan although whether it was a moan of pleasure or pain, she wasn't sure.
