Claire Baxter Productions - Scene Three

Scene Three

Note: Some of the dialogue is direct lift from the movies, full credit

to the writers given. 

Claire came back from a run to find a note that requested she come to Jaden’s villa for a
meeting and that he would have a car out front waiting for her.  She tapped the note a few times
in her hand then went to have a shower, he’d have to wait until she was refreshed. 

The drive was pleasant around the bay, then off a road onto a private drive that slowly switched
back as it climbed up the hill , they circled into the driveway and stopped at a walkway that led
downhill.  The door opened and Claire was instructed to follow the path to the house which she
arriving at a robin’s egg blue set of double doors.  She knocked but no answer, knocked again
be polite and still no response she so opened and entered stopping after a few steps a smile
crossing her lips.

‘This looks very familiar,’ she said to herself then started to undress leaving a trail as she went
before disappearing into the bedroom closing the door behind her.

‘Everything I need, oh and more,’ she thought going back out to retrieve something.

Claire had just finished her prep when she heard the door open, she took her place waiting for

her moment.

She fussed with her hair as she heard the footsteps get closer, the irony of the moment not lost
on Claire as she actually used this scenario on a mission and it had worked 

perfectly.

A slight rush of air hit her, she pretended not to notice as she played with the blonde wig he’d
left to make her more the part.

‘Its a girl,’ came a voice from behind as she turned around 

‘Hello there,’ she said turning around, her expression one of anticipation.

‘Are these your clothes?’ he asked.

‘Everything but the shirt that I kept on, well at least for now,’ Claire said snaking herself up to
him, her arms wrapping around him. 

‘Your sent to entice me to share the data I have,’ she said

‘Is it working,’ Claire answered as she pulled up and closer for a kiss but he broke and moved away out the door, 

Claire in pursuit catching up with him as he poured himself a drink.

‘There’s work to done,’ she softly said as her arms found his waist, her hips snaking about as
she continued.  ‘This happens to be important work, your work, we can’t chance it falling into
the wrong hands, that’s why McDonald sent me to be your partner.’

‘I usually work alone,’ he answered as her hands continued to caress him, becoming more and
more bold.

‘Me as well, but that gets boring after a while, no one to share the adventure with or the triumph,
if you understand.  Oh, I think you do,’ Claire sexily said as her hands felt around his alert
member.  

She could tell her tease was working, the combination of the shirt and a sexy woman in white
heels was for some reason impossible for the make to resist. A few more slow curling runs of
her hands and her lips and warm words next to his near and she closed the deal.

‘There must be some way for me to convince you.’ she said letting her body fully press against
his, her hips in a slow revolution as she spoke.

‘Just hold it there for a moment,’ he said turning around and trying to slip his arms around her
next.  

Claire made her move perfectly, she stepped back just a touch and to the left, hardly a notice,
then touched her nails lightly up his chest, her fingers climbing before her arms slithered about
his neck, his arms naturally flowing about her waist as he pulled her close.

‘I can tell I’m going to enjoy working with you,’ she said in a throaty voice then her lips took his

and moved them about as only she could.  Claire could feel the breath being taken from him
and his knees wobble.  

‘Still want to work alone,’ she added then delivered a second kiss, this one longer and deeper.
She was tight in his arms, her mound churning and pressing against his distended wand as she
flailed one of her hands to look at her nails.

‘Convinced,’ she said.  

Maybe one more,’ he answered and Claire was more than willing to oblige.  

They were in the middle of the embrace when a sharp “THEW” sound filled the air then a

second.  Claire’s body quivered from the jolt, but did not break the kiss.  Instead she raised one
leg up and answered with her own ‘THEW, THEW” sound then broke the kiss. 

Behind them a body slumped to the floor dead. Claire casually walked over and picked up the
gun, opening the cylinder.  

‘Recognize the trademark?’ Claire asked.

She’s an ICE Agent, well was, good thing I was around or you’d be dead and she’d have all
your research and before you say impossible, getting the knowledge from you would be easy
for her,’ Claire answered as she put the gun down.

‘You knew she was there,’ he said putting a few things together.

‘I suspected, once I shifted you a little, that accomplished two things, put me in the line of fire
and allowed the offshore breeze to pass us, that’s when I picked up her scent,’ she explained.

‘How did you survive and what happened after that?’ he asked bewildered by it all.  

Claire gave him a pat on the chest as she went by to the bar and made him a drink.

‘Here, have this while I explain.  My shirt does the obvious, it's a seduction weapon in the
classic sense, but this weapon has a defensive feature as well.  While it exposes a lot of me it
also protects, the material is tactical, basically a fine intense weave that looks and acts like a
real shirt, but is in fact bulletproof.  Now as for the second part,’ Claire continued as she
removed her heels.  ‘Standard FORCE issue comes in a variety of styles, colours and delivery
methods,’ she explained showing him the heels of her shoes.  This heel is loaded with two
small calibre shells, a simple push on the trigger here fires them.’

‘And the other?’ he asked.

‘Trade secret, a spy girl can’t tell everything,’ Claire said, slipping her arms back around him
for a kiss.  ‘Yes, we do make a good team,’ she said as they came apart.  

‘What do we do with her?’ Jaden questioned.

‘She’s an ICE girl, let her cool her heels for a while,’ Claire smiled as she kissed him again
and this time they did not break apart.