Short Tales

Career Change

‘Wonderful to see you again, Miss Baxter.  I have your favourite table as requested, if you will

follow me.’

Claire was escorted into the Thames Foyer to her usual place and seated, she drawing eyes

as they went

'Will guests be joining you today Miss?’ he asked.

Just one, a Miss Darcy Tompkins,’ she smiled.

‘Very good Miss Baxter.  ‘Can I get you anything in the meantime?’

‘No thank you,’ Claire answered.

Claire looked about the room, she had, of course, been here many times before, but The Savoynever failed to impress, in style, service and discreteness.  Claire knew the Maitre D recognizedthe name of her guest, she was famous of course, in certain circles, but discretion  was what

Savoy was famous for.  

Claire did not have long to wait. Darcy made her way from the entrance toward her table, eyes

on her guest now, some knew who she was other’s by her cool beauty and skilled choice of

fashion.  Claire stood up, smiled and shook her hand, the two sat down, a waiter appeared,

tea was ordered along with finger sandwiches, after that, the highlight, the famous dessert carts.

'Quite a wonderful choice, extra crunches and miles tonight,’ Claire smiled and selected whatshe wanted.  ‘Oh no, you’re not leaving me out there Darcy, pick a few,’ Claire teased as Darcyresisted.  ‘Very well, you forced me, remember that.  She’ll have that one and yes, that you, itlooks loaded with calories.  Thank you so much,’

When the server had left the two enjoyed their selections, Claire didn’t need to prod Darcyanymore, the dessert did all the tempting.  

‘You’re so bad for me, you always do this to me when we get together, still I shouldn’t complain

too much, you are my biggest fan and as you said extra workouts,’ Darcy smiled as she put a

piece of a chocolate truffle in her mouth and smiled.  ‘Besides, I have time, I’m still in rehab from

the injury.’

‘How’s that coming along?’ Claire asked.

‘Good, ahead of schedule actually.  Next week I’m going in for light workouts, so fingers crossed

you’ll be seeing me on stage sooner than expected,’ Darcy said as she took another bite.

Claire said nothing for a long time.  ‘We’ve been friends for what, 6 years and good friends for 4

of those.’ Seeing no objection Claire pressed on.  ‘If you were doing so well you won’t be eating

that right now.  I know your obsession with weight and discipline, it's what made you a great

dancer and kept you there.’

‘Of course, but a girl has to cut loose now and then, no time like the present, then make a big

comeback, a little reward before the grind again,’ Darcy smiled trying not to show anything.

‘That’s not what I hear,’ Claire said. 

'And who did you hear that from?

‘MI6, they say your career as a prima ballerina is over.  Sure you could dance for secondarycompanies, small communities and the like, but nothing major again,’ Claire said, her voiceserious and calm.

‘MI6!, what are going on about?’

‘I know they recruited you on several occasions to do work for them, nothing big, small time

intelligence on dignitaries and anything you could pick up at parties and as a guest of foreign

recital companies.  Excellent cover and by what I’ve seen you did a very good job, so good in

fact they want you to become a full time agent, now that your career is over,’ Claire stated, then

saw Darcy start to say something so she jumped back in again.  ‘I’ve seen the x-rays, the

ultrasounds, all the other medical results, it's conclusive from all parties concerned.’

Darcy was more than a little nervous at this point, Claire, her friend suddenly had a side she did

not know, a side that knew far too much about her, what was this all about, was she an MI6 agent,

testing her loyalty, a forgein agent looking for Intel or blackmail.  Darcy decided the best course

of action was to leave and go straight to MI6 and report what had happened.  She was a very

small cog, nothing important.  True she had done a few assignments, nothing super spy, James

Bond like, just basic stuff, she was sure nothing she had done was ever of any use or importance,

but being a non professional in the area, how could she be sure?  

‘Before you run away to MI6, I have a better plan, here call them, the numbers on the screen use

your own phone if you wish, the answer will be the same.  ‘Yes we know Miss Baxter well,

extremely effective, work closely with her organisation from time to time, we think, all things

considered you’d have a bigger impact working for her,’ Claire smiled.  ‘We agreed on a prepared

statement.

Darcy just looked at Claire who read her thoughts.

‘Darcy Tompkins, will you come spy with me?’

Agent Trainee Dossier

Name: Darcy Tompkins

Former Profession:  Prima Ballerina

Skills:  To be Determined

Intimate Relations

The paralysing dart found his neck just as things were heating up, she tried to move but was

darted with a muscle relaxant, she crumbled to the floor.  He was placed sitting up in a deliberate

position, unable to move but able to observe.  His partner, Gia, was stripped and two women

began to wrap her as the woman who had darted them stripped him.  Gia had her feeling back

and she twisted and countered, loosening herself as the tangle of females played out before him. 

'Your lover is quite skilled, her body is impressive.  Its really quite erotic to watch, women use

their bodies in various means, this is one of the deadliest, your hard already, I don’t blame you,

but it hardly seems fair, they have her to play with and you have no one, but we can remedy that

easily,’ she hotly said.

Gia watched as the woman applied a Draining Python, a knot she had used many times herself.

She lost her concentration for just a second as she watched the woman work and they took her. 

‘Your partner is now caught, my students have knotted her into a Thai Steam Wrap, their bodies

are coated in a heat activated lotion that loosens the victims muscle while draining their strength.’  

Gia’s beautiful body was entangled in the two students with enough showing that he was aroused.

She didn’t blame him, she was having the same thoughts, his body was wonderful, he watched

the Thai beauty slither about him, her experience feeling about for points to lock into.  Slow and

sexy she worked, a classic Thai woman, tall and thin, perfect for knotting.  She delicately

positioned herself, every movement practiced and alluring and arousing!  She finished an hour

later, Gia was still loosely entwined in the students, he was coiled in her body.  ‘How does it feel

Gia watching another woman wrap around your man, entangle him in my nude form, seduce him

while you watch hopelessly.’  Gia was helpless, she watched the woman lower her head and

take in his cock.  He twisted in delight and Gia watched her lightly move closer.  She watched

him fight her, refusing her siren call, Gia knew it was impossible, he finally climaxed after half an

hour, her coils tightening as he gyrated.  Gia too had been contracted, the students closed around

her, their lotion heating her up. She was wet and dripping and hot, her body covered in a blanket

of flesh.  You’re heating up nicely Gia, the lotion and my students defeating that stubborn body

of yours.  Your man put up an excellent fight but in my mouth his will is useless.’  She turned her

head and pulled him in.  He struggled against her again but she had already picked his lock

once, a second time was much easier.  He thrust frantically in pleasure, she pulled and caressed

him to disgorge his juice as Gia looked on.  The captured female watched her opposite numbers

sylph like body cinch in with each movement of his body and he stilled and she released and

turned to Gia.  ‘I’m getting tighter baby, so’s your partner, in fact she’s being steamed open, look

at her, her skin bronzed and wet, my students twisting the knot into her deeper with each minute

just as I’m creeping about you, my body is deadly, soft but fatal and pleasurable,’ she said

cobbling his soft appendage to hardness in seconds.  Gia watched as she moved her head about

swathing his prong in her soft embrace, he came in seconds, her body quivering about his, she

was sexy and fatal.  She constricted him again and held on, her motion changed, the Draining

Python working easily.  She braced him upright as she worked, her coils advancing slowly,

could she she was in no hurry, she had him, Gia knew, just as she knew when she used it. 

Gia was tight inside the two students, her body overheated and limp and was being crushed

constantly now.  The students moved in unison when she did so they each had her balanced,

she looked at her partner, the woman pulled another from him, his eighth climax.  ‘His stamina

is impressive, but I’m sure I’m

not telling you anything you didn’t know, so is yours,’ she smiled.  ‘A new position, Indonesian

Sea Sponge.’  She opened her mouth and took in his limp member, he was hard again in no time

and she extracted his energy.  She continued, her body twitched as he moved, her mouth seared

into him at will he cumming again and again as she threaded tighter about him.  Gia was finished,

the girls waiting for the word to kill her, Gia watched him struggle as she cummed him with ease,

adjusted her mouth and began again. She pulled five more from him then contracted before she

lowered to finish him. Gia was relieved he wasn’t fighting anymore, the knot was torture for the

male.  She brought him to climax quickly then relaxed and let him go as did the students to Gia.

‘It won’t be that easy Gia,’ she smiled as the student dragged her over and placed her precisely

with her partner then the students took thin stands from a box and began an intricate binding of

the two. 

‘Once these specially treated bamboo strips begin to dry they will contract pulling you two into

The Siamese Spider, the details are inconsequential, you wrap around each other and kill each

other,’ she smiled. ‘Hours away of course, your exhausted bodies will be much too entwined by

then to resist,’ she smiled as her students finished.  

The two exhausted agents lay slumped against each other, neither able to move.  The strands

dried and pulled them tight together within several hours, Gia finding comfort being able to kiss

him as their bodies entwined further.  

‘We’ve been in tight spots before,’ he said, trying to make light of the situation.  ‘I can’t help much,

her technique was very effective.’

‘Conserve your strength, we have a long way to go,’ she answered softly.

As the bamboo tightened around them they were drawn into each other, Gia could feel his

hardening rod sliding along her inner thigh, each pulse of his tip against her soft skin swelling

him further much to her delight.  

‘We’ll be together soon, at least she left us that mercy,’ Gia breathed as she felt his touch just. 

Neither pushed and pulled, she let his magnificent spear pierce her in a slow crawling motion,

her lips drawing over his pounding tip then languidly surrounding his shaft as she sealed him into

her embrace fully over time.  As the strips did their devious deed it shifted the two, stimulating

them, Gia’s body was delectable all the time but this trap made it even more so for him and her

kisses were never more arousing, he came, his body convulsing in joy.  Gia tightened around

him, her body was dangerously in position now as was his.

‘Now honey,’ she said, showing him her hoop earring and smiling.

His mouth and tongue undid the clasp, the sensuous touch releasing her pleasure as she

moaned in joy, her body heaving as best it could.  When she had recovered, she dropped it into

her hand, she fed the open end into the strip and pulled up, the blade on the inside of the hoop

cutting the strand and freeing them.  Gia fell forward on top of him smiling.

‘The pleasure was worth the risk,’ she said and slowly rocked her hips, his arms swirling about

her .  

Perks of the Job

‘Oh you can blame my muscle relaxant lipstick, Prawn Sunset, it acts quickly.  Salon agent Dao

Phuong, my assignment didn’t include you, but well you’ll just be the bonus. Let’s get you and I

undressed,’ she hissed.

Dao was elegant and graceful as she worked, her soft body a treat as she worked about to place

herself, her hugs and soft kisses a deadly bonus.

‘There, I haven’t used this one in a long time, it's called The Massaging Centipede, sensuous

and slow you die from too much of my body. I will get a little tighter but then it stops and my

massage takes over, a slow relaxing rub you can feel everywhere, unfortunately it relaxes you

totally and permanently.  My lipstick is exhausted so we can kiss until you recover, I prefer my

victims have a chance. Oh yes, you can escape, but it's extremely unlikely.  The only one who

did was a wandering monk in southern China, he was caught by a female monk in a poisonous

eel knot, her lotion slowly relaxing him over hours as the two struggled until he relaxed fully and

she took control.  He managed to escape or was allowed to escape after 5 hours, but the damage

was done, he died several days later.’

Dao was correct, he could feel her everywhere as she worked, her lips delivering tantalizing

kisses as her body rubbed and swayed until she finished him hours later, a final kiss to the cheek

before she relaxed her deadly form and slipped free.

Twisted Triangle

She had been caught at her own game as she snapped her caught form.  Yosida Kamara, her

target, had caught her during foreplay in a Clutching Crab, but he had other plans for her.  ‘The

tables have turned Miss Bao.  I am a well trained executive, a match for any female, even a

SALON agent such as yourself, I just needed the opportunity to demonstrate.’  Tran Bao wiggled

helplessly, his Japanese Clutching Crab was perfectly applied to her nude form. A sliding door, a

woman bowed and entered and came over to them, kneeling again.

‘It was as you predicted Yoko,’ he said and she bowed in gratitude.

‘Shall I finish her for you Kamara-san while you watch, Sensu Fan is slow and visual,’ she offered

smiling at Bao.

‘Generous but I want to finish Miss Tran personally,’ he said.  Hai,’ she answered then spoke to

Bao. ‘Would have been better for me to finish you Bao-san.  Kamara-san’s death will be merciless.

Japanese Anal Scorpion.  Kill slow my love, I wish to hear her beg for death.’  Yoko kissed him

on the lips then slid down and took him in bringing him to granite hardness .  ‘You see Miss Tran

your death requires a helping hand, so to speak. With Kamara-san hardened, the weapon is

ready, now for the second step.  I will place myself around Kamara-san and slowly turn and move

him and you into the Japanese Anal Scorpion where I will guide him about you and his stem into

you, then I will leave you to die in the trap.  Yoko slipped off her robe revealing a very wonderful

slim form.  She intricately entwined herself into her boss, her hands caressing his staff to keep

him hard.  Yoko kissed him as she adjusted then moved taking the over two with her.  Yoko’s

arch fitted into place atop Boa’s arch preventing her leg from moving.  Yoko moved again and

pulled them closer together, Bao being placed inside him and he being guided into place around

her by Yoko.  A series of arches and rolls followed further confining Bao.  Yoko slowly undulated

her form moving them, her hands on his stem, hard and ready pierced Bao as she gasped, Yoko

removed her hands and rocked a few more times.

‘There Miss Tran, you are impaled, just enough to hold you,’ she said, slipping herself free and

coming to Bao’s face.  ‘You have only hope Miss Tran, not to move, if you do you will draw

yourself in, your movement causes the Anal Scorpion to sting and embed deeper into you

making the next sting even more painful, too many stings will kill you and Kamara-san is a most

venomous Scorpion, so do not move.’

Yoko kissed Kamara goodbye and left leaving Bao to her fate.  The SALON agent appeared

helpless. The Anal Scorpion had her enrtangled in his lithe form as she remained still, is cock

just embedded enough not to be able to pull out of. It was a delicate and intricate trap, typical of

Japanese agents, be they male or female.  Bao moved a touch and he stung, she gasped and

he pulled in a little.  She gave him that but nothing more for several hours. 

Yoko reappeared, bowed and kissed Kamara-san and looked.  She is well disciplined but youare a well trained Japanese man, she has moved and she will again, her fate is sealed just asthat Korean woman's was.

Yoko came in front of Bao.  ‘My compliments on your resistance.  Kamara-san is most lethal, but

you are unable to resist forever, you’ve moved once, it will happen again and then again, each

time quicker than the last,’ she said, then silently left again.  

The SALON agent maintained her stillness, but she was tiring, the knot was designed to be hard

to remain motionless in, the victim, no matter how strong, eventually succumbed to a painful

death. These thoughts played on her mind as she felt a second sting, more painful than the first.

Kamara-san was half embedded in her, his pulsing tail looking to strike again as she tried to

resist him mentally while her body wanted to push and surround him, feeling the siren throbbing

of his manhood inside her. She tried arching up on her toes to pull away, but could not and when

she lowered herself he stung her!  Bao’s body convulsed from the sting driving her in more.  It

was a series of near endless stings from his cock from then on, her body quivering causing

another sting as she cascaded into painful delirium.  Bao refused to scream or beg for the end

instead she concentrated on her motion until she had the counterwave to his thrusts, her small

ass snapping sharply against his wand until they were both still. 

 ‘A centipede only bites when the prey is too close to miss and you’ve been bitten twice.  The

second time was insurance.  You’ve done enough to ensure I can’t kill you, this time,’ she said,

giving him a small nip on his lips before making her escape.  

‘I wonder how Yoko will react to finding you’ve failed.’

Red Alert

‘You’re much too impatient, these SALON agents are excellent, it takes time to break them. 

Miss Yang isn’t going anywhere as you can see, my ladies have her quiet securely.  She’s

trapped in a Thai Sundial, her body will slowly be twisted until she talks.  Oh it could be several

hours before she begins to feel uncomfortable, it depends on her motion discipline, stay still and

prolong the ordeal move and pain fills 

you until you talk.  Oh, and just to be sure you talk my ladies sunscreen contains a very wonderful

truth drug.  Enjoy my dear.’

Mai Yang was entangled by two mature women, each posed to constrict and turn her, their

bodies sensing her as they held her at key points.

The woman led the man inside as Mai was adjusted by the women.

She emerged from the house to find Mai Yang gone and her ladies dead, a red bikini next to them.

‘Poisonous bikini.’

Wendy Hammond H.O.T. Agent - Second Front

Wendy Hammond (H.O.T. Agent) found herself in Haiphong with its French Colonial architecture, leafy boulevards, Du Hang Pagoda and other wonderful sights all of which she was not sent there to enjoy, her trip took her to Salon Jade Asia and its owner, Tu Loan. Wendy had established herself as a regular customer and made several nocturnal visits to the establishment looking for Intel on the woman and her company. Things were slowly coming together, but today she was there to get her hair done.  

        

The Salon was a redone colonial building, keeping the façade, but making the interior very modern and hip as it catered to the upscale consumer. Wendy entered through a sliding door leaving the heat, humidity and bustle of the city for quite calm serenity.

‘Very nice to see you again Miss Hammond,’ the receptionist smiled and picked up the phone. ‘Your stylist is on her way. If you need anything, of just ask us,’ she added as the stylist arrived. ‘Good morning Giang Thi,’ Wendy smiled. She had used the young woman several times before and found her excellent.  They walked to her station, each area separated from the others and an oasis of calm where client and stylist could be alone.

They started with a was, the water warm and relaxing. Giang gently massaged Wendy’s hair with the shampoo, her hands wonderful and caressing as she worked in the shampoo then rinsed and patted dry.

‘What shall we do today Miss Hammond?’ Giang asked.

‘I’d like to try a slightly lighter contrast in the hi-lights with perhaps a touch less curl,’ Wendy expressed and Giang went right to work combing her hair. She did a little trim to clean up some loose ends then showed Wendy a hi-light chart so they could confirm the colour. That done Giang heated the tubes in a hot water pot as she selected the rollers she wanted.

‘This is going to look wonderful Miss Hammond. There, that’s the last of the rollers in place. We just have to let the hi-lighter bond and the rollers to work their magic. I will set the timer for half an hour and come back and check them, I think that will be sufficient time,’ Giang smiled and left Wendy flipping a magazine.

The timer went off and Giang was back promptly, taking the magazine from Wendy’s hands.

‘Now to unravel and work my magic, please remain still Miss Hammond,’ she smiled then kissed the spy’s cheek. ‘Excellent I see my special rollers have left you speechless and motionless. The hi-light cream contains the paralysing drug, the rollers are the instrument of administration.  Winding them into place tightens the spring mechanism inside them. Then slowly the spring unwinds pushing the specially designed tines outward where they lightly penetrate the skin and let the drug enter, the victim never feels a thing of course until its too late and then you feel nothing, just as you do now Miss Hammond,’ Giang explained in delight. ‘But first let’s make you beautiful, I want you to look your best for what awaits you,’ she added and began Wendy’s transformation, all the frozen agent could do was speculate on the fate that awaited her.

‘There, as good as work, in so many ways, as I’ve ever done,’ Giang added then gave Wendy a soft kiss on the cheek before pushing a concealed button under her workstation.

The curtain parted and in slipped Tu Loan, the owner, slim and sexy.

‘Excellent work Giang, you prove once again why you’re my best spylist. And how are you Miss Hammond, looking lovely I see, but of course, my salon has an impeccable reputation as do I. I hate to lose such a good customer as you, but well, that is the nature of the game, but to show there are no hard feelings I’m going to treat you to a certain specialty of mine, an herbal heat wrap in my private studio where we can relax and talk, you know spy gal chat,’ she smiled and snapped her fingers. Two other girls appeared with a wheeled stretcher, Wendy was loaded on, covered from the neck down in a blanket and wheeled away to Tu Loan’s private studio. Sweet scents, tropical ferns, soft lights and music greeting Wendy’s senses as she was wheeled in.

‘There, alone at last. Now to remove your clothes so that we can begin,’ Tu smiled picking up a pair of medium sized tweezers.

‘You can never be too careful with H.O.T. Agents, you never know what tricks are up their sleeves or in this case, earrings,’ she said removing the backing from Wendy’s and pulling them free. Tu proceeded to her shoes and just as carefully removed those placing them on a tray on a nearby table joining the earrings. ‘I’ll send them for analysis after we’re through ,along with your purse and its contains, the Intel from them along with what I get from you should be most illuminating’ she added picking up pair of scissors and cutting open the spy’s top then just as carefully removing and discarding it.

‘As impressive as I knew they would be. H.O.T. certainly can pick its talent. Now just a small roll and we are done Miss Hammond,’ she added, gently rolling Wendy on her side, inserting the tweezer into the zipper and pulling it down. She rolled Wendy back and discarded the skirt.  It seems such a pity to cover you up again, but one must make certain sacrifices in this profession,’ she explained reaching for a roll of gauze bandages.

‘This will ensure maximum heat absorption and of course maximum immobilization,’ Tu purred as she began mummifying Wendy who was helpless to resist.

‘Slowly Miss Hammond, I want to ensure you experience the process to the fullest, its vital that all of you be covered the tops of your shoulders to the bottom of your lovely feet and everything in between, Tu explained as she spun her gauzy web about the spy.

‘There that was fast and painless, now one final shroud about your entire form and we can begin your treatment, this just needs to be tucked under to ensure a complete bind, there comfy Miss Hammond,’ Tu smiled menacingly. ‘Now I need to make myself comfortable as well,’ she added slipping off her heels, then reaching behind and unzipping her dress that she let fall revealing her impressive body to Wendy whose eyes scanned her.

‘I see I meet with your approval, that will help make things easier later I think,’ she added as she slipped on a white shirt hanging on the wall then reclining on the lounger as she looked at Wendy.

‘Down to business Miss Hammond, inside the towel steamer your fate awaits you. Hot wet towels mixed with a special concoction of mine, a sort of truth serum and tongue loosener all in one. Its partially how I built my empire, rich married woman under its spell tell all kinds of secrets, business deals and other things that I used to my advantage and now of course to our organizations advantage. 

You, however, being a special case will get extra attention,’ she explained slinking off the lounger, taking a wet steaming towel and swathing Wendy in it.

‘This is only the first of many such overlays, each one seeps more of my drug into you. It’s a mild potion, but’s that’s all it needs to be, the heat from the towels mixed with the drug will make you more than co-operative as I slowly steam you open, you will talk Miss Hammond and since I know you will resist, all you H.O.T. women are the same, you will have the added bonus of my own person neck and temple massage, a rather devious manipulator,’ Tu hissed lowering her head and giving Wendy a small kiss on the lips.

She added a second and then a third steaming towel as Wendy began to surface from the paralysing hair gel.

‘Ah, there you are at last Miss Hammond, yes please do struggle, as impossible as escape is it helps speed the drug through your body.  You don’t seem to be in much discomfort, not yet, although you are beginning to perspire. let’s increase that.’ Tu smiled as she got another towel and draped Wendy.

The spy could not move, the wet hot towels gluing her flat to the table as Tu wrapped them around her cocooning her in sweltering embrace. She could feel her breathing getting shallower as the weight pressed down on her.

‘Another towel Miss Hammond, I admire your resolve, pointless as it is, you will talk sooner or later,’ Tu Loan smiled as she tucked in the towel tight about the spy’s body as she gasped. Tu trailed a fingernail up the contours of Wendy’s body, the clinging towels outlining it perfectly. Pity about all that work done on your hair, ruined, now its just a tangled mass of dripping water and you steamed open ready to talk. My drug has had long enough to work just one final step and we can begin,’ she added.

This will ensure your torment and co-operation Miss Hammond.

Wendy was slipped into a thermal blanket, her body heating instantly up. Tu smiled, the spy was helpless and trapped and soon would be talking. Tu bent over and delivered a soft kiss to Wendy, then moved behind her head and placed her fingers on Wendy’s neck while her thumbs caressed the spy’s temples. Tu leaned in close as she worked.

‘Now Miss Hammond tell me what I want to know. The location of your HQ for starters.’

The fevered agent refused even as she baked inside the blanket, but Tu was patient, she knew the spy would give in to the heat and the massage.

‘Don’t make me wrap another towel around you Miss Hammond, come, answer the question.’ Tu softly administered her massage while whispering questions to her victim. Wendy could barely breath, her body was unless to her and Tu’s skillful manipulations were working.  Tu worked her nails into certain points deadening Wendy’s motion. Unsure of where she was the H.OT. agent began to talk, Tu deepened her touch further and Wendy responded.

Two hours later Tu had all see could want from the spy. She released her fingers, gave Wendy a soft kiss and watched her open her eyes.

‘Most instructive Miss Hammond,’ she smiled. ‘You gave me all I want and more so now its time for us to part. One final towel cocooned about your body will finish you.  Oh if you’re thinking of escape, this towel is coated in a special adhesive, once placed around you it will bond to the thermal blanket and seal your fate in a steaming embrace.’

Tu pulled the towel tightly about Wendy gave the agent a final kiss and stepped back to admire her handiwork as Wendy lay still her chest barely moving, her head and neck hot and burnished. She grabbed her dress and heals and prepared to leave stopping to touch her neck before falling over.

***

Wendy woke up in a moving car, cool air blasting in her face from the A/C.

‘Welcome back sleepyhead, that was a close one, lucky for you H.O.T. thought you needed help and send me. Also lucky for you I don’t believe in waiting for orders, so I trailed you. I thought your hair treatment was taking a little long.’

‘Tu Loan?’ Wendy asked groggily.

‘She’s dead, along with others, I don’t think Salon Jade Asia will be opening anytime soon, it’s a bit of a mess, but that’s for H.O.T. to deal with. Wrap that towel around you we’re coming to traffic and well you are a distraction.’

Wendy pulled the towel around her covering up her nude form.  She touched her head and tried to sit up but could not manage to move.

‘Have some water, it will help.’

Wendy took the offered bottle, it was cold and wonderful and went down greedily, she was passed another, that one she held against her cheek before taking a few gulps and gathering her thoughts.

‘Sorry you are?’ she managed.

‘Amanda Draper, I’m your new partner.’