Monday, June 1, 2015

We Three Chapter 3

The inspiration for some of the events in this chapter is the result
of a suggestion by a reader.  Thanks to Py for them and this chapter is dedicated to him.




Chapter Three:

            Her heels clicked across the lobby in even measured tones as she made her way to the main desk, her passing presence attracting more than a few backward glances at her figure.  The white silk skirt and jacket coupled with her opened green blouse, pale green wide brimmed hat that hid her face mysteriously from view and white pumps were designed to allure.  It was however the body they covered that drew the glances. 

            “Paige Worthington I believe you have a reservation for me?” her refined English accent wafted up to the desk clerk from under the brim of her hat. 

            “Yes Miss Worthington, we’ve been expecting you welcome to Rangoon.  Your luxury cabin is waiting I will have your bags taken there immediately.”

            “Thank you.  Can you please tell when the casino opens?” she asked raising her face to his.

            “Seven P.M. miss, but the really big players do not show up until after 10,” he offered somewhat nervously as he motioned for a bellhop.

            Soon she was out the side entrance by the pool and winding her way down a side cobblestone path towards her cabin.  After tipping the bellboy she closed the door and exhaled for what she thought must have been the first time since arriving at the hotel minutes ago. 

            “What the hell am I doing here?” she wondered aloud.  “I get myself mixed up with a spy and suddenly I’m recruited! Me! Dumpy, bookworm, computer nerd, fat Paige Worthington. 

            It took several minutes and numerous mental memory slaps from Sharon to somewhat put her fears to rest.  That Paige Worthington, at least as far as the dumpy, fat connotation was a ghost of the past thanks to rigorous training, both mental and physical. 

            She’d always had a beautiful face and a vivacious personality; the problem was nobody got that far they always stopped the minute they saw her body!  That mistake had been rectified!  At twenty-one she was C.O.I.L.’s youngest agent and the type of agent that went against the grain.  Paige methodically unpacked her clothes before stripping of her own garments and removing her accoutrements folding and placing each item in its designated area until she stood naked before the large double closet mirrors her milky white smooth skin drinking in the freedom. 

            The minute Sharon had seen Paige she knew she had the potential to be a very good agent, she already had the cognitive abilities she just needed the physical tools and the reflection in the mirror confirmed Sharon had succeeded!  Every inch of her 5’ 6” frame was as hard as polished marble yet as soft and smooth as silk to the touch, yet she was far from the classic femme fatale spy of books or movies. 

            “And that’s your biggest advantage as it was mine throughout my career and I seem to have managed!” Sharon had told her.  “Your curves may not be as sharp as other female agents, but they are just as deadly! Your legs are magnificent, slim ankles, shapely round full calves and powerful thighs not to mention that incredible firm butt of yours.  Mix in the waist, just made for a man’s arms, your large firm breasts, those sensual full lips, dark brown eyes and that incredible thick wavy chestnut coloured hair and you have it all!  Now we add to that you’re athletic skills, incredible suppleness, quickness and power to give you a very complete and very fatal package.  You’re a rare woman Paige,” Sharon had told her.  “You combine sex appeal, brains, style and strength in one package.  You’re the perfect full figured agent, seemingly harmless, but in reality deadly!”

            “Time to work on at least one aspect of that,” Paige thought as she slowly let her legs slip apart lowering her into a split posture.  She stopped her descent just as few inches from the floor her leg muscles holding her still while she slowly undulated her hips back and forth.  After several minutes Paige placed her hands on the floor in front of her and pushed down taking her body of the floor as she slowly pressed herself into a handstand.  The young spy pumped up and down on her arms several times her shoulders and back rippling with sinuous sexuality.  Next she splayed her legs ninety degrees from each other, then down in front of her as she touched them to the top of her head.  At a leisurely pace she raised them up again at held them in front of her parallel to the floor her elasticity and power in harmony.  She elevated herself back into a handstand and then brought them down into a standard push up posture only without touching the floor!  Each leg in turn came up her back and next to her head before returning.  She pulled them through her arms and lowered herself to the floor where she continued to stretch her figure with a series of erotic contortions and positions.  She finished in a lotus position, rested and then rose to prepare for the evening ahead.

            He confidently reached for the card and slowly raised it out from between the others in his hand when a perfectly manicured nail touched the top of it and pushed it back down.

            “I think that would be a mistake Colonel Su Chi,” came a sultry voice from behind him  “I would play this one!” Paige said as she pulled another card free and discarded it. 

            The card was eagerly picked up and replaced by another that was just as enthusiastically retrieved by the Colonel followed by the word “Gin!” as he discarded and placed his cards on the green felt table. 

            Paige stepped into view by his side before shimming into the seat beside him careful to make sure her dress had the desired effect she wanted.  A dazzling pale emerald strapless gown with a thigh slit greeted his gaze as she scanned her.  One barest of outlines of one of her legs showed along the edge of the material, more than enough to warrant closer inspection, which he did.  He moved upward to her teeming breasts as they strained behind the material, the dividing rigid line mesmerizing him for a second until he moved to her face!  Beautiful full pink frosted lips, deep brown eyes and her hair done up in ringlets and pinned in place to flawlessness giving her distinction above all others in the room.  

            “Thanks miss, but how did you know?” he asked still scanning her body.

            “I’ve been observing the game for sometime.  I took note of the cards played, did a simplistic statistical calculation, factored in the probability of the cards not seen and came up with the answer,” Paige smiled.  “Just my way of introducing myself Colonel, Paige Worthington of Mnemonic Systems Inc.”

            “Yes, you just finished a project for the State Security Service to glorious success I’m told,” he smiled back charmingly.

            “It would seem that it wasn’t that secure if civilians now about it,” she said with a wry smile and light in her eyes.

            “Although no longer in the military I still have contacts within the government, in this country it is the prudent thing to do should one wish to remain competitive.  Tell me Miss Worthington are you unattached at the moment?”

            Paige shifted her torso slightly but naturally for his benefit, as she did the slit opened exposing one of her comely legs.  “I’m free for the rest of the evening,” she answered slyly.

            “Excellent news and I assure you I shall take full advantage of it, but actually I was inquiring about you availability for employment. 

            “At the present time I’m completely unencumbered and at your disposal!  How about you Colonel?” Paige said her brown eyes going even wider.

            “I can assure you Miss that the Colonel is quite encumbered!” a female voice said from off to the side.  “Now if you’ll excuse me girl you happen to be in my chair!”

            “My executive assistant Mai Tai, Miss Worthington,” the Colonel said somewhat crestfallen at the interruption.

            “Please call me Paige,” the spy answered into the Colonel’s eyes, as she took no notice of Mai. 

            “Pleasure,” Mai snapped.  “Thank you for keeping the Colonel company during my absence now please run along I’m sure the buffet table is still open and the casino is for adults only!

            “Paige looked up and smiled at her but inside she was burning with rage!  The age remark didn’t bother her, but the buffet remark scored a direct hurtful blow.  Like all people who have undergone a transformation of their body there is always that lingering feeling that the old self still lurks under the skin and could re-emerge at a moments notice!  Paige knew this wasn’t true for her anymore on an intellectual basis, but she still had not mastered the emotional level attached to this and every cutting remark hurt her deeply!   Luckily before it could be allowed to fester any more the Colonel spoke up.

“Paige and I were just in the preliminary stages of discussing her working for me on a consulting basis for the next little while Miss Tai when you showed up.  This however is not the place, would you care to join me at my private table Paige?” he asked.

            “Thank you Colonel I’d love to,” she answered flashing a victorious look at Mai.

“Miss Tai be so kind as to bring us to fresh drinks,” the Colonel said in a dismissive tone.

            “Yes Colonel,” she answered before adding cuttingly.  “No doubt Miss Worthington’s will be a diet drink of some kind!” she said derisively before flouncing off as Paige took the Colonel’s arm in full view of her. 

            As he led her off Paige made note of Mai Tai.  She wore the classic little black dress to perfection!  She had long lean, well-cared for and trained legs; Paige watched the muscles in her calves and thighs as she moved away.  Her arms were spare, sexy and toned and her figure was devastatingly curvy as her dress utterly exhibited!  Her long black hair had been very elegantly coifed and piled which only added to her appearance and what Paige could only describe as her fatal sexiness! 

            The Colonel and Paige soon lost her in the crowd as they made their way to his private seat, once in place, they began to discuss his proposal for business which Paige accepted after some negotiation and a tad more flirting. 

            “You’ve just missed all the fun Miss Tai,” Paige said as the woman returned followed by a waiter with their drinks.  She deposited herself across from the two, as it was the only seat available and looked menacingly at Paige a smile pasted on her face as her eyes burned with fire, the kind of flame only another woman can see! 

            “Well if that’s the case it must be way past your bedtime little girl!  Why don’t you run along and let the adults have some time to themselves?” Mai poisonously offered. 

            Paige merely took her drink, offered a mock toast with it took a sip before placing in down and turning to the Colonel.  “Miss Tai is right, besides Colonel I’m sure you and I will have many opportunities to get to know each other better in the future as I’m sure we’ll be working very closely with each!”

            She smoothly exited the booth, shook hands with her new employer and nodded victoriously to Mai before walking away; the Colonel’s eyes glued her to wondrous rock hard ass and contoured figure until she was completely out of sight. 

            “Fat English tart!” Mai spat bringing the Colonel’s eyes back to meet hers.  “C.O.I.L. must be scraping the bottom of the barrel or they’re even weaker that D.O.O.M. suspects!”

            “English, yes, tart, no, fat, most certainly not, C.O.I.L. agent definitely!” he corrected and confirmed.  “No, that is a woman in tip top condition if I’m any judge of the female form and I think I am!” he said egotistically reaching for Mai’s hand with his.

            Mai pulled it away as he got closer, he reached again and she retreated a little more, he got the hint and stopped his pursuit.  

            “Don’t tell me your jealous of Miss Worthington my dear?”

            “As jealous as you are intrigued,” she bounced back.  “Besides after tonight it will no longer be a concern for either of us,” she said calmly.

            The Colonel smiled.  “I suppose I will be expecting you in the office rather later than usual tomorrow Miss Tai?  I expect you and Miss Worthington will be rather involved well into the early hours?  I had hoped to keep her alive for sometime, she could have been of some amusement and use to us.”

            “I provide you with all the amusement you can handle!” she said jealously. 

            “Yes you do my dear,” he added.  “Actually I was referring to the fact that in spite of being an obvious C.O.I.L. agent she is, according to my source in the government quite an excellent computer and production/operations engineer.  We could have used her talents to help us streamline our production and speed up the project, giving her just enough information along the way to keep her interested until we had what we needed, then well, we’d simply terminate the services of her.  However, you have rendered that plan obsolete Miss Tai!  What method will you use to kill her!”

            “I wouldn’t waste my talents on that girl!  I have however arranged something just as stifling to dispose of her,” Mai sinisterly grinned.

The Colonel although he was curious to know the method decided he wouldn’t take the bait instead he decided to tease his assistant some more.

“Yes I can understand your reluctance to confront Miss Worthington one on one, she does have a rather unique and powerful body!  You are very wise to avoid her my dear!”

            “I can assure you Colonel that should Miss Worthington, however unlikely survive her ordeal I will be more than pleased to kill her myself!  There are numerous knots within my extensive repertoire specifically designed for women like her!” Mai retorted taking up the challenge to her honour.  “Shall we leave, the working day comes soon enough and since now I have no reason to be late I have other plans for the rest of the night!” she smiled seductively. 

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            Paige was elated with her success and seething with anger at Mai Tai for the cutting comments she’d made, but more so that she’d allowed them to bother her to the extent they still did!  She decided the best way to alleviate her tension was a nice soak in the tub and a good nights sleep.  The spy started the water, added some bubble bath to the large cast iron clawed foot tub then left it to fill while she got out of her clothes.  She undid her hair letting it fall naturally about her shoulder in thick wavy cascades before picking up her treasured tortoise shell hair clip that had once belonged to Sharon and had now been passed to her.  With her hair clipped in place she danced off to the bathroom and slipped her body beneath the water immersing herself up to the top of her neck in bubbles. 

            The young spy let the waters carry about her tension as she slipped into a semi conscious state her mind wandering off into an ethereal dreamland.  Paige barely surfaced as she reached for the soap puff; it was then that she fully surfaced!

            The water roiled and splashed, lapping over the edge and spilling its soapy contents on the floor as Paige thrashed and strained her body beneath the waters!  Somehow her arms had become fused to her sides, likewise her legs to each other and all her exertions had failed to free her! 

            “I need more room that this!” she thought.

            Paige with great effort slipped her chin over the lip of the tub, twisted her body sideways, placed her legs against the far wall of the tub and heaved herself up and over the edge!  Spilling out onto the floor with a crash and a torrent of soapy water that coated the floor Paige lay on her back her eyes widening as she surveyed her body!  The C.O.I.L. agent’s body was totally encased in thousands of tiny bubbles that clung tenaciously to her naked form! 

            Surrounded in a cushion of slick globules Paige’s body slipped about the floor, unable to adhere to any surface, she couldn’t work herself free by utilizing her strength!  The spy quickly realized the futility of movement, she lay still and waited for the next phase of the trap, so far all it had accomplished was to gel her arms and legs together. 

            The green C.O.I.L. agent didn’t have to wait long as a strange tingling sensation began to explode about her.  Paige felt herself being lowered slowly to the floor as the bubbles began to pop out her, from the inside out until she was only one row of bubbles away, it however was the largest. 

            “When these pop I work myself free,” she thought confidently. 

            The soapy slick agent tilted her head just in time to observe the watery orbs begin their final dance about her form.  Paige watched several burst at the base of her neck, the effluence shooting into the air and then cascading down upon her in a clear coagulate that affixed itself to her skin and congealed almost instantly!  The spy instinctively closed her eyes as a shower of the mixture fell on her face covering her eyes, mouth and hair.  It was only with great effort that she was about to force her mouth open and thrust her tongue through the transparent film, her eyes opened and she looked out through the membrane that overlaid her skin.  Paige thrashed her head up and down knocking loose the clip that skittered across the wet floor as her hair spilled free and was immediately coated in the last of the exploding bubbles!  The agent instantly recognized her fate!

            “ Shit! The exploding bubbles have sealed in my skin!  Unless I can break free I’ll die from suffocation, just like Shirley Eaton in Goldfinger!” she thought in a panic. 

            The disappearance of the bubbles did not alleviate the slipperiness of the trap for the young agent!  The lustrous transparent membrane was just as waxy as she slithered helplessly around the floor unable to grip the floor and power her way out!  Paige flipped and wriggled her hemmed in body as she danced across the floor unable to escape her clinging partner’s hold.  Her endless toiling exhausted the young agent slowly over time, unable to breathe except through her mouth Paige’s body began to pant and heave with every movement of her frame her chest straining the sealant but never breaking it.  Her exertions made her body hot inside its cocoon, the heat damaging her further as it sapped her energy reserves.

            Finally hot and exhausted she managed by pure chance to wedge her cemented legs behind the pedestal sink.  Paige slowly began to twist and bend her torso employing all her considerable suppleness to escaping the cloak of death she’d fallen prey to.  She pulled up at the waist, straining the wrap, her taut ass dancing from side to side as her lower back carried the weight, still the sheet of film refused to release her!  Paige stubbornly continued her stretching but the veil of translucent death mirrored every move!  She collapsed with a thud to the floor after more than an hour of futile effort even more exhausted and defeated than before. 

            It was the perfect trap to employ against her type of agent and Paige knew it!  The trap neutralized all of her bodily weapons, her muscles and flexibility in one deadly package leaving her impotent to its effects!  She tried again to free herself bowing herself to the breaking point, but not the mask of death, until she slipped slid across the floor crashing hard with the opposite wall. 

            The film was growing increasingly cloudy from her sweat and heat, objects were starting to blur and the young agent could feel her body weakening and her mind fogging from the lack of oxygen!  She twisted and arched her hips then flipped herself over on her stomach for a final desperate bid at freedom!  Her head crashed to the floor her eyes flickered the light and shadow mingling so much that she couldn’t be sure it was there.  Paige focused hard and although still not certain she moved toward it anyway.

“Even a mirage is welcome at this point,” she thought.

Paige thought she was close but couldn’t be sure so she cautiously opened her mouth and probed with her lips and tongue for the elusive object.  She was extremely light headed and unsure when she finally seized the object between her teeth and forced her body over onto its back. 

“One chance Paige make it count!” she exclaimed to herself as she thrust her head up the force the movement sending her traversing her yet again about the floor until she crashed into an object, just as she had hoped.  The spy’s head whiplashed forward and down between her breast then back again in a fraction of a second, the object flew from her mouth and was lost for good, but the spy had achieved her aim! 

A tiny fissure had been poked it the film and as Paige’s chest heaved and swelled the opening began to grow unable to resist the force of her attack!  She soon had the coating split from her bush to her neck and minutes later the lithesome young agent was shedding her unwanted skin as she slowly pulled herself free her skin glistening with moisture. 

Paige looked around the room until she saw the object of her freedom few steps retrieved the tortoiseshell hair comb Sharon had passed to her. 

“Sharon was right, you are a useful object, especially your tungsten coated teeth!”

Paige cleaned herself over the next little while.  When she was at last free of all the sealant she retrieved her cell phone, her finger pausing over one of the speed dial keys as she looked up.  He cover was compromised and protocol, not to mention self-preservation, meant that her end of the assignment was at an end or was it.

“Every assignment has a price,” Sharon had always told her.

“Maybe that price is me!” Paige said as she put down the phone.

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            “It cannot be!” she said her eyes snapping open as she sat bolt up right in bed.

            She reached for her silk robe at the end of the bed with one had while simultaneously with the other pulling back one panel of the curtains from her four poster bed.  She walked toward the large oak doors that lead out onto the balcony a blast of warm air and city noises from below greeting her.  Even this early in the morning the din the Rome, the eternal city hummed. 

            “It cannot be, but it must!” she said to the night.

            She reached forth her hands, pushing them into the air and the dark of the night as she closed her eyes and concentrated on her dream.  The woman pushed away the darkling veils, each in turn until she saw her vision, just as before and then not at all.  She pulled her robe tighter against her body before crossing her arms across her chest, her hands clasping her shoulders.

            “I will find you!”


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