The stink of the miserable hotel room is starting to get to me.  I never thought I could miss my drab little apartment but I do.  I replace the empty bottle of scotch to the night stand with the 4 others as I stare at the white wall that is now swirling with colors.  I still haven’t gotten my orders.  It’s been days.  I won’t say here much longer.  Whatever it is they have planned they will have to just get done without me.  I feel my vision begin to blur as I’m about to pass out in a drunken stupor, which I welcome with open arm.  It’s the only time I get to see …her.

Tina:  “Babe, wake up.”

I feel her gently begin to shake me.

Bette:  “Noo…5 more mins….”

I continue to murmur a few more incoherent words as I slip back to sleep.  I fell back into a sensual dream of a beautiful blonde siren.  She was on a white sand beach lulling me to her.  Beckoning even.  Her hypnotic voice was placing me in a state of ecstasy as it washed over me.  My senses were flooded and my body was reacting accordingly.  As I began to stir from my dream, disappointed, I realize that the feeling of euphoria I was experiencing wasn’t limited to my subconscious.  I looked down at the covers and notice a lump bobbing up and down.  I pull back the covers to find my beautiful angel between my legs waking me up in the best way possible.  She looks up at me with a devilish grin as she returns to a more upright position.

Tina:  “Morning baby.”

Bette:  “Well good morning to you too.”

She gives me sweet kiss on the lips before she attempts to roll off the bed.  I grab her hips and keep her from moving.

Bette:  “You don’t think I’m just going to let you get me worked up then leave do you?”

Tina:  “We’re going to be late for….”

Her sentence is dramatically cut short when I snag a nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

Bette:  “What was that?”

I whisper close to her ear and feel her shutter at he feel of my breath on her neck.  She didn’t answer as she captured my lips in a heated kiss.  All thoughts of work and anything else were immediately thrown out as our tongues fight for dominance.  She slides her hand between our bodies and places it on my hot, dripping core.  I moan out my delight which only spurs her to continue.  Her fingers penetrate my folds as she runs the length of my love.  My hips move involuntarily in reaction.  Her mouth moves to my neck as she begins to suck on my pulse point.  As she gently bits down on the sensitive flesh she simultaneously enters me with two fingers.  I whimper from the sudden sensations.  Before long she’s built up a rhythm that I soon match.  I scratch at her back trying to latch onto some sort of anchor.  Our bodies move as one as her expert fingers slowly push me towards the edge.  She recaptures my lips in another seething kiss then pulls away to look in my eyes with the most love and passion I’ve ever seen or felt in my life.  That look is what helped me let go and fall over the edge, and when I came to she had been there holding me the entire time.  She kisses me again as my breathing normalizes.  When I regain my composure I roll over on top of her.  As I begin to…

**Ring Ring**

Bette:  “Fuck!”

I yell out groggily as I sit up and search for my cell.  It’s across the room, of course.  I stumble towards it right before it goes to voicemail

Bette:  “Yeah.”

Voice:  “The address, go there, watch her.”

Bette:  “Then what?”

Voice:  “We’ll let you know.”

Click

This vague crap is getting really old.  I wish I could just kill this chick then go home.  Surveillance sucks even worse then being in this hotel room.  At least there’s a bed here.  I’ll be confined to a car and binoculars for who knows how long.  Where’s the phone book?  I’m gonna need a vehicle.