Travis Walker....1-5

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Travis Walker : Ch. 1 - I am Johnny, I am Travis
by: turc443
(jjdak@hotmail.com)
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I know it's cliché to say this, but your life really does flash before
your eyes when you're dying. My name is Travis Walker and I found this out
lying on a rain-drenched sidewalk of a back alley in San Francisco. I felt
the wounds in my chest and I could see where the bullets had ripped through
the fabric of my jacket. To my right Kristin Kreuk sat on her knees crying
holding my hand in hers.

"Don't die Travis! Don't you fucking die on me!"

I looked over and gave her a slight smile.

"I'll be fine," I mouthed to her.

My head was spinning and I could feel life start to slip away. I wasn't
floating or anything; it was just a feeling I had. My vision started to
blur and darken, but not before I saw Kristin mouth something and take off
running towards the main street. I couldn't make out what she said, but at
this point I didn't care too much. My body was numb and I knew death
wasn't far off. That was when I saw my life play for me inside my head.

The early part of my life begins in St. Louis, Missouri and my given
name was Johnny Ronde. I'll get to the name change in a moment. I had a
normal childhood. I played little league, had many friends, and did all
right in school. My parents were hard working middle class people who did
their best to provide for my twin sister Melissa and I. There wasn't any
abuse and they had absolute love and affection for us.

Like I said all in all my childhood was normal. That was until high
school. One weekend during our summer Jeff Weaver's parents were out of
town. Jeff was the popular rich kid in school and whenever his parents
were away there was always a party. Everyone was always invited regardless
of their stature at school and there was always lots of alcohol. Tequila,
malt liquor, beer, wine colors; anything and everything you could think of
was there.

I'm not going to bore you with details of the party, I had been to a
dozen of them at Jeff's before and they were pretty much all the same.
Lots of drinking and in the cases of many lots of sex as well. This
particular night I got drunk again as usual and I had planned on calling my
friend Sara to come pick me. She wasn't one for large parties or drinking
so she never came to the parties. Sara was cool and didn't tell my parents
about my drinking, but that was because the following week I always helped
her with volunteer work. My parents were so proud of me that I did that.

This time Sara she didn't answer. I leaned against the wall and slid
down to the floor next to the phone to wait a bit. After what was either
thirty minutes or an hour and a half I tried calling Sara again. I
couldn't tell how much time had passed because it was now midnight and I
couldn't remember if I looked at the clock at ten thirty or eleven thirty.

Again there was no answer. The party was slowly dying and I hadn't had
a drink in almost two hours so I decided to drive myself home. Stumbling
through the front yard I heard someone shouting my name from behind.

"Hey Johnny wait up! Johnny!"

I turned around and looking behind on the lantern lit walkway I could
see a figure stumbling towards me barely able to stand. It took me a
minute to figure out who it was after they had tripped on themselves and
fell to the ground at my feet.

"Woh! You okay?" I asked Melissa helping her up.

"I'll be fine. I just think I had a little too much to drink."

"I'd say you had more than enough to drink. You can barely stand."

"Fuck you Johnny, you've been drinking too! I can smell it on ya."

"What do you want Melissa?"

"Can I get a ride home from Sara too?"

"I can't reach her so I'm driving myself. I thought you were here with
Steve?"

"I can't find him anywhere. He's prolly off banging some slut from
school. Hey can I get a ride with you then?"

"Sure, my car's on the other side of the street there."

"All the way out there?!? Shit!"

My sister was drunk and I literally had to carry her across the street
to my car. I opened the driver's side door and pushed her to the passenger
side. After several minutes of trying to figure out which key started my
car I found it and started the ignition. I started off driving in two
lanes, but I eventually straightened up and drove in one. Later on I would
find out that I ran over the cat of one of Jeff's neighbors.

I kept off the main roads and avoided all the sobriety checkpoints I
knew about. There was one popular road that I had to get on to get home
and that was a four-lane road called Clarkson. I got about halfway to my
turn when I heard my sister start to snore. I looked over at her and sure
enough she was passed out leaning against the window. Then suddenly I
heard horns frantically beeping and I looked back in front of me. I was
driving down the wrong side of the road and heading straight for me were a
cargo van and sporty utility vehicle side by side in the parallel lanes.

The next thing I could remember was waking up in a hospital six days
later. I had two broken legs, a broken arm, and my body hurt like hell.
That pain was nothing compare to that I felt when I asked about Melissa.
She had been thrown from the vehicle and run over by a car behind us that
couldn't stop in time. I wouldn't feel physically healed for a year and a
half, but emotionally I was still devastated long afterwards.

I never drank after that, but I took up something else instead; cocaine.
Why cocaine? It was the drug other than marijuana that I had the easiest
access. I knew a few cokeheads in school and they were always looking for
new users and dealers so I was a welcome addition and considering the
accident I doubt they were too worried about me turning them in. Once I
got involved with coke I started showing up at school less and less
spending more time on the streets making money and getting high. I would
eventually drop out of school and it wouldn't be until many years later
that I got my g.e.d.

I had no friends left in the world except my fellow users and they were
only your friend when you had something they needed. It would be just a
matter of time before I started stealing money and jewelry from my family
to help pay for my addiction. It would be an even smaller amount of time
before my parents would turn me into the police and I was hauled off to
jail. I served my time and got out early on good behavior and spent a very
short stint in rehab. The courts and prison systems had bigger issues to
deal with than a petty drug user.

Learning no lesson I kept with my drug induced lifestyle until one day
when it all came crashing to a bloody stop. It was my first Thanksgiving
since being released from jail and I was spending it with Dwayne and his
brother Joe. Dwayne was a user I had met on the streets one day while
dealing. With the repeat customers I had he was the only one I had become
friends with and talked to outside our occasional cocaine binges together.
The pay was good but the coke was better and he was in a similar situation
as me so I introduced him to Cody my supplier. Dwayne was sent on test
runs and proved capable as a dealer so Cody kept him full time. Joe hated
the fact that Dwayne was involved in drugs and hated the fact that he knew
me, but he took pity on Dwayne as the rest of the family had long since
disowned him.

Thanksgiving wasn't anything great since we just showed up at Joe's
unannounced and all he had to feed us was macaroni and cheese and sausage.
We had been eating and mostly talking for nearly an hour when there was a
knock on the door. Dwayne got up go answer it. It was Tito, Cody
Jefferson's right hand man. You were in deep shit when Tito showed up by
himself.

"Hey Dwayne, what's up?"

"Tito look, I can explain what happened to the money."

"Cody would like to hear you explain skimming $15,000 from this years
sales and pocketing it. Unfortunately, he doesn't have the time and as you
are well aware I'm short on patience."

"Who's Cody and Tito?" Joe asked leaning over to me.

"Cody is Dwayne and me's supplier. Tito's his right hand man. He does
Cody's dirty work when needed. This is not good."

"God damn it Dwayne!" Joe muttered. "I'll take care of this."

"No Joe don't!"

Joe ignored me and walked towards Tito and Dwayne who both had since
come into the apartment and locked the door.

"What's going on here?" Joe interrupted the two.

"Stay out of this Joe. I've got it taken care of," Dwayne replied.

"Looks to me like you don't."

"Listen to your brother Joe and stay out. This doesn't involve you,"
Tito warned.

"If it involves Dwayne it involves me."

"No it doesn't," Tito scowled brandishing a handgun.

"Woh woh! Tito, come on man! We don't need to go there!"

"Where's the money Dwayne? Cody wants it back."

"Look man I ain't got it! I don't know where the money is!"

"You brought this on yourself Dwayne."

Tito turned the gun on Joe and fired half a dozen shots into his chest.

"Joe!" Dwayne cried as he caught his dying brother in his arms. I shot
up out of my chair and watched in horror as Joe died in Dwayne's grasp.
Dwayne gently laid him on the floors silently crying.

"Have Cody's money by tomorrow or you're next Dwayne."

"Come on Tito, you know there's no way I can raise that kind of money by
tomorrow!"

"That's what we were afraid of," Tito calmly replied firing numerous
shots into Dwayne's chest.

"You've gotta believe me man," I stammered as Tito started walking
towards with his gun still drawn. "I don't know anything about any money
Dwayne stole."

"Yes and Cody believes that, but you're the one who brought Dwayne in.
We're going to personally pay you a visit tomorrow. If you don't have the
money by tomorrow you'll be joing Dwayne soon."

I stood there frozen in fear watching as Tito non-chalantly stepped over
the bodies and left the apartment. I waited several minutes before doing
the same. Peaking outside I saw nobody out though they were probably all
afraid for their own safety after hearing the gunshots. I took off down
the hall and towards the stairwell used for emergency escapes. Out in the
streets there was cold blistering wind blowing and the streets were pretty
empty for this time of night. I hotwired Dwayne's car and drove while
contemplating my next move. I decided to pay a friend of mine a visit.

"Hey Johnny my friend, what's happening?" Six Eyes asked giving me a
five. His real name Jack Francis and he was tall and built like a football
player, but everyone called him by his nick. I never did learn where that
came from.

"I'm in a shit load of trouble and I need your help."

"Come in come in. Tell me what can the Six do for you?" He asked
inviting me into his home.

"You know Dwayne right?"

"I think so. One of your little dealer friends right?"

"Yeah that's him. He'd been stealing money from Cody, and now him and
his brother are dead and I'm up shit creek if I don't find enough money to
cover for Dwayne's indiscretions."

"Shit dude, you've gotten yourself into a bit of a situation. So what
do you want me to do?"

"I need to buy some supplies from you."

"What? You want to me sell you guns to take out Cody Jefferson and
Tito? No way man! If you screw up and they live they're going to find out
who sold them to you. Then they're going to kill my family as well."

"You don't fucking talk to your family anymore. Look, I've got to leave
town if I want to live and it'd certainly be easier to do with them dead.
Someone else will take control of Cody's cartel, but they'll be too busy
with that so I'll have some time to disappear."

"And where exactly do you plan on going?"

"I don't know yet. Out west? It's not going to really matter if Cody's
still alive."

"Since you're wanting to disappear you don't mind losing your house
right?"

"No, no that's fine. What did you have in mind?"

"Ok look, I can help you out with your disappearing act. I know this
guy Simon out in San Francisco who's been looking to set up shop here in
the Midwest. If you do get rid of Cody I'm sure he'll be more than happy
to help you though it'll be for a price."

"What price?"

"You're going to have to help push his product throughout California."

"Shit! Out of one fire into another."

"Maybe so, but at least you'll still be alive."

"Ok ok, so what's the plan?"

"I've got the supplies out back in my shop, but I'm going to need a
couple of hours to build a remote detonated bomb. We'll plant it in your
house and when Cody and Tito to show up then blam!"

"And if only one of them show up or they survive?"

"Then were both dead men."

I hurried home that night gathering all the cash I had and a few changes
of clothing, then I headed back to Six Eyes' shop.

To say I was worried was an understatement. If Cody just wanted you
dead, then he'd send Tito to kill you. If Cody himself showed up, then you
were in for a good old fashioned torturing. My only consolation came in
the fact that I had known Six for a couple of years and as far as I knew
every situation Six Eyes had become involved in he had put to a successful
end.

With the bomb ready we carefully drove it over to my house in the car
Six had had in storage. We carried it inside and hid it in one of my
entertainment center's cabinets in the living room. Outside in the cold
morning darkness we waited in Six's new car for Cody and Tito to show up.
Six was adamant in leaving our cars behind to keep the suspicion to a
minimum. We dumped Dwayne's car in an abandoned lot and set fire to it.
Six Eyes had a cousin who owned a dealership on the south side of town who
owed him a favor so procuring a new vehicle wasn't a problem which in the
case meant a red Toyota Camry Solara. As dawn was just starting to break a
black GTO pulled into my driveway.

"There they are," I said as two figures stepped out of the vehicle.

"Time to go," Six replied coolly as the Solara slowly rolled down the
street past my house.

The still faint darkness of morning was our only protection from someone
looking into the car. As we drove past we caught the tail end of Cody
stepping into my house. As was his ways he always had Tito go in first in
these types of situations. When Cody disappeared Six sped up to the speed
limit and flipped a switch on the bomb's remote. I looked through the back
windshield and watched as the house exploded and flames erupted throwing
debris into the air.

"There isn't no way anybody survives one of my creations," Six smiled
continuing down the road. I turned back around and looked at him.

"So what exactly are you getting from this?" I asked.

"I'm not getting anything. With our lifestyles nothing is ever
permanent. There comes a time when we all must move one. Besides I just
wanted to get out the hell out of St. Louis. I've been here fifteen years
and I still can't figure out what the hell the big fascination with White
Castle is. It tastes like shit."

"What do you mean 'with our lifestyles'?"

"Face it man, you're a nobody. What just happened back there? Two men
just died and not just any two men. A big time drug lord and his right
hand man. Why? Because you're friend Dwayne the drug user and dealer owed
them money. Oh and might I remind you that you're a user and dealer
yourself. You came to me to help you out and I built the bomb that killed
Cody and Tito and leveled your house. Those are not normal circumstances
for regular people."

"Fuck you man, trying to be all righteous and shit."

"No Johnny I'm just being honest here. If you weren't such a junkie
you'd realize that."

"Whatever. I'm done with coke."

"Right man, you'll be hittin' that shit again once you start having
withdrawals."

"You don't think I can quit?"

"Quit and keep dealing? I know you can't. There ain't no such thing as
a sober dealer."

"Bullshit man, bullshit."

"Besides Simon's got some of the best stuff around. You'll be itching
to try it as soon as you see it."

"Seriously Six my days with coke are over. "

"That's what they all say. We'll see."

"Ah fuck you man... Does Simon even know we're coming?"

"No, but don't worry about it."

"Why not?"

"Because we go way back."

--

The road trip to California had been a long and boring one. Riding
around the city limits of San Francisco I didn't know what I was going to
do other than apparently work for Simon. Six did all of the driving once
we entered California since he had been out here many times before. I was
about to ask him about his history with Simon, who's last name I didn't
even know, when we pulled into a Ford dealership.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"Paying Simon a visit."

"He's a car dealer? I thought he was a drug pusher."

"He is, this is just a front to provide some legit money. Be quiet
while were inside."

Six parked the car near the building and we walked inside. Barely
inside a thirty-something fairly attractive woman immediately recognized
Six and walked towards us.

"Jack? Jack Francis is that you? What the hell are you doing back here
in California? It's been too long."

Six and the woman hugged and kissed.

"I might be in town for quite a while now."

"Oh really now? Don't be teasing me like that."

"No really I am and actually I'm here to see Simon. He around?"

"He stepped out for lunch about an hour ago. He should be back any
minute though. You want me to call him?"

"I can do it, I've got his cell number."

Six walked off to use the dealership's courtesy phone and as I started
to follow behind him I was stopped by the woman.

"You've been quiet, who are you sweet thing?"

"Jack told me to shut up while we were here."

"You're one of those I see."

"One of those?"

"Every once in awhile Jack will show up with someone needing some sort
of help from Simon, but not just anyone. These are people really needing
help, but don't worry about it. The average Joe doesn't know about us.
Only we know about each other. You stay on Simon's good side it'll all
work out. My name's Chris. You're kinda cute."

"Thanks."

Six got off the phone and walked back towards me.

"I see you two have meet."

"We have, sort of. You're boy here won't tell me his name. Says you
told him to shut up while you were here."

"I didn't say shut up I said be quiet. Besides he do fine to stay away
from you."

"What? What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh nothing," Jack laughed as Chris made a face at him. "Besides if you
really want to know his name it's Travis."

"Well Travis if you ever manage to ditch Jack here, give me a call."

Chris walked off meeting up with what I guessed to be a salesman and
started talking to him. Jack then started to walk in another direction.

"Follow me."

"What's going on?" I asked. "When did I become Travis?"

"I'll explain it to you in a second."

We walked into an office and looking at the nameplate on the desk I saw
that it was Simon Smith's office. Six shut the door and closed the blinds.
Sitting down in chairs in front of the desk we started to talk.

"Look, now that you're in San Francisco you need a new name. It's a
rule of Simon's and yours is Travis Walker. I don't know if she said
anything to you, but Chris was in a situation and needed help like you did.
Each person I've brought here has been different and you're the only one
who's come here because of drugs. You're the only one of the bunch who
I've said anything about Simon's side job to, mostly because your
circumstances are a bit different let's say. Simon will tell you more when
he gets here."

I had gone on road trips and visited several states near Missouri, but
like I said earlier I had never been this far out west. So Jack told me a
little bit about San Francisco, San Jose, and Hollywood being as he had
apparently been all over southern California before. The topic was
interesting I suppose, but really I was only half listening as he talked. I
was more concerned with and thinking about my meeting with Simon. The fact
that he had gone through the effort of building up and maintaining a car
dealership, though it could have been done after he established his drug
trade, made me realize how dedicated he was to what he was doing and in all
honesty it scared me a bit.

However my thoughts were interrupted when the office door opened and
shut. In walked Simon. He was the complete opposite of Jack. Simon was
short, maybe five seven, and was skinny with almost no build at all. He
wasn't scrawny, but damn close to it.

"Jack my man, good to see you again," he greeted Six as they did some
handshake and hugged. "I hear you're going to be spending quite a bit of
time out here in Cali now?"

"Seems that way. I'm sure you've heard the news by now?"

"You talking about the explosion out in St. Louis that killed Cody
Jefferson?"

"And his right hand man as well."

"Tito too eh? I thought I heard something like that. You must be the
bastard that set that whole thing up?" Simon said turning to me. Taking
Six Eye's advice I didn't say anything.

"Oh come on Travis who do you think told Jack to name you that? I know
Jack probably told you to keep quiet, but feel free to speak."

"I don't have much to say really. I don't know how exactly Cody's death
affects drug cartels and what not in the US or whatever, but my life was
being threatened and Six was one of two friends I had in St. Louis. The
other is dead. Anyways I asked for his help and if he chose not to, I
would have had to find another way to deal with Cody."

"Six? You still going by that stupid ass Six Eyes nick of yours?"

"It's not stupid and I'm not the one here who needs your help."

"Well it's not completely stupid. You have time to hang around a bit
when I'm done talking to Travis?"

"Do you need me to stay? I've got somethings I need to take care of
ASAP."

"It's nothing drastic. I can talk to you later. Can you be back here
at six tonight?"

"Yeah I'll be done by then."

"Good I'll see you then."

Six Eyes left the room, leaving me and Simon by ourselves. He sat down
in the plush chair behind his desk and his demeanor suddenly got serious.

"To say that you've put yourself and Jack in a predicament would be an
understatement. The fact you apparently owed Cody money puts you in one
more so than Jack, however I've been wanting to expand my 'business' into
the Midwest but have never been able to because Cody ran one of the
tightest ships. With him gone it's now a scramble to set up dominantcy in
the market, and it's been the moment I've been waiting and preparing for.
For that I thank you and am obliged. However there are a few rules you
have to follow. One as with anybody Jack brings out here you've got to
change your name. Jack's not his real name nor is Simon mine. You will go
by Travis Walker and introduce yourself as that to everyone you meet. Two
everyone I take in has got to work and make money for me. In your case
it's moving my drugs. I don't care if you smoke it yourself or who you
sell it too, but at the end of each month you will be expected to reach a
quota out of which you'll get paid. Third an associate of mine runs the
Best Buy down the road you start on Monday. You need to keep that job to
keep the feds off your ass. You get busted you're on your own."

Simon opened a desk drawer and tossed a key to me. The keychain read
Motel 6 #226.

"Here you'll stay at a hotel for a few days until I find housing for
you. You have any cash on you?"

"Some."

"Good then, you aren't completely down trodden. I don't know what else
you brought with you, but Jack'll drop it off at the hotel later tonight.
There's a Taurus out front. It's yours for now. To get to the hotel turn
left when you leave the parking lot and turn right at the third
intersection which is Rogan. It'll be right there on the corner. You keep
your end of the deal up you'll be fine. Don't fuck with me and I won't
fuck with you. Any questions?"

"No."

"Good. That's all for now. You stay in good favor you'll rarely have
to see me. For now Jack will be in charge of bringing you your supply of
goods for the month and paying you a visit at the end of the month."

I left Simon's office walking slowly and considering my situation.
Simon provided basically everything I'd needed; a job, a car, and soon to
be housing. Yet I couldn't help but have a funny feeling about all of this
and I kept wanting to look over my shoulder to make sure Simon wasn't
following me. I didn't though and made my way outside.

Like Simon said there was a Taurus parked out front and it was sitting
in the spot where Jack parked when we first arrived. I grabbed the key
from the dashboard and pushed it into the ignition. The car rumbled to
life and I drove to the end of the parking lot where I waited for traffic
to clear enough for me to turn. I turned on the radio and thumbed through
the stations until I found one that sounded like it played all the modern
rock hits. They were playing a Creed song, a band who I don't really care
about, but it was almost over. I looked up from the radio in time to see a
small clearing and I took it slamming on the gas and bursting out onto the
street. I followed Simon's directions and counted three intersections.
The third was indeed Rogan as he had said and the Motel 6 was sitting where
it was supposed to be.

I put the car into park in the motel parking lot and walked toward the
staircase. Going up to the second floor I found room #226 and went in.
Inside was standard hotel room fare; a bed, a nightstand and lamp, a table
and chair, and a low sitting Chester drawer/mirror combo that had a tv on
it with the remote bolted to the nightstand next to the bed.

The road trip had been long and I was tired. It was almost five and I
decided to take a bathroom break before lying down to take a nap. I wasn't
sure what I was going to do when I got up, but I figured since it was
Saturday I'd get cleaned up and hit some of the bars when Jack showed up
with my stuff.

My sleep was interrupted by a loud knock almost a pounding at my door. I
got up yawning and answered the door expecting Jack.

"About time you got here Jack..." I said trailing off at the end. It
definitely wasn't Jack at the door, not unless he was a gorgeous five foot
something brunette wearing short white shorts and a tight black t-shirt
that had a smiley face on it licking it's lips that barely came above her
stomach..

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Maybe. You're Travis aren't you?"

"Yeah, how do you know me?"

"Let's just say I'm an associate of Simon. He called me up and asked me
to do him a favor and I owed him one.."

I looked at the dark haired girl as she talked trying to put my finger
on where I had seen here before, but I just couldn't do it.

"This is just my first day in San Francisco, but I can almost swear I've
seen you somewhere before."

"Does this help?" The female asked. Without hesitation the brunette
pulled her shirt up enough to expose her braless tits, and it wasn't her
tits but the act itself that helped me remember who she was and where I saw
her.

"Oh hell I know who you are. You're Jenna Haze."

"Good you know who I am. Then this should be a little more fun for
you," Jenna smiled taking her shirt completely off and walking into my
room. I shut the door behind her and she dropped her shirt onto the floor.
I stood there and just watched as she pulled her tiny shorts down revealing
the lovely ass I had seen a few times before in some of her videos and the
red thong panties that barely covered it.

"So are you just going to stand there and watch?" She asked turning
around and seeing me still fully clothed.

"Nah, nah. You're just so fucking hot," I blubbered not sure what else
to say as I grabbed my t-shirt pulling it off.

As the shirt was passing over my head I felt my pants unbuckle and drop
to the floor. I pulled my head out of my shirt as Jenna sat on her knees
and her hands pulled down my underwear fondling my balls. The girl looked
up at me smiling as her tiny hands slowly stroked my cock causing it to
stiffen and enlarge with each passing. I gasped suddenly and Jenna moaned
as her sweet wet lips wrapped around my dick sliding back and forth wetting
my member. I could feel it bottom out in her mouth as the head pushed
against the back of her throat. Jenna was no slouch when it came to oral
sex running her tongue against the bottom of my shaft as she pulled it from
her mouth. Her right hand took a firm hold at the base of my dick and she
began to jack me off again. I groaned and my privates quivered every time
her tongue flicked across my scrotum. My prick was swelling and I wanted
to fuck her bad as her hand continued to firmly grip and slide up and down
my shaft her mouth occasionally teasing me sucking down on my cock head
with her tongue squirming all around it. She let go of my fleshy staff and
pulled her mouth away, but I saw the rope of precum that went from my
peehole to her lips before it broke off and she sucked the little bit of it
into her mouth.

Jenna slowly stood up her body swaying sensually from side to side as
her hands ran up the sides of her body. Her tongue slowly made it's way
around her lips as her hands dug beneath her panties. I could only imagine
her pussy lips spreading and her fingers slowly darting in and out as I
watched her panties bulge out a bit before going back in. I ran my index
and middle fingers from her right cheek, down under her chin, and up her
left cheek as I leaned in and kissed her lips. Our faces were stuck
together and our bodies exchanged heat as our tongues wrestled with one
another.

Our heads separated and I ran my hand over her breasts and down her
abdomen where it entered into her panties and touched upon her still moving
hands. My hand pushed them both aside gliding down to her twat. I started
off with my index and middle finger pushing them into her pussy as my thumb
slid over her clit. Jenna removed her idle hands from her panties and one
of them found my cock again softly stroking it back and forth. We both
grinned and smiled and as we jacked each other off. Perhaps it was the
stigma of not being able to tell when women were faking it let alone porn
stars, but I was delightfully surprised when my fingers started to get
moistened as they continued to slide in and out of Jenna's box. I pulled
them out and put them to Jenna's lips and she sucked on them taking in all
of her wetness from my fingers.

"You know Travis," Jenna playfully said letting go of me and making her
way to the bed laying on her back, "playing with your dick is nice and I
love getting fingered, but enough already. I want you to fuck me and fuck
me hard!"

"You don't have to ask me twice," I replied smiling broadly as I climbed
onto the bed in front of her.

I pulled her panties down tossing them to the floor. Rubbing my finger
up and down her slit I could feel it starting to get wet and sticky again.
With my prick in hand and Jenna's legs spread I guided my dick to her wet
canal and slowly pushed it in. Jenna's eyes just seemed to light up as her
twat was being invaded and filled with my cock. I pulled myself out and
pushed back deep into her vaginal cave Jenna moaning with each thrust. Her
hands came up to her breasts pressing them together as her body shook with
each penetration. I watched excitedly as she licked her fingers and rolled
her nipples between them.

My dick ached with each push into Jenna's love hole and I knew orgasm
wasn't far off. I pulled out and knowing what I wanted Jenna turned over
and got on all fours. I dipped my fingers into her snatch wiping up some
of her love juice and spreading it over her asshole. I added a second
layer and tested out her anus by pressing one finger to it. It slid in
with ease and I tried a second finger. It too was easily able to penetrate
Jenna's ass. I pulled my fingers out and pushed my dick to her asshole
slowly working it in. Jenna slowly began pushing back on it as I forced it
in. Soft girlish whimpers of delight escaped her mouth as we worked in
tandem. Glorious I felt as my dick sloppily slid in and out of her ass. I
could feel Jenna's sphincter squeeze and push on my cock and I wasn't sure
how she felt, but my dick was throbbing and I wanted to come bad.

"My cock hurts! I need to come Jenna!" I pleaded as I continued to fuck
her in the ass.

"Do it Travis! I fucking love it when guys come!" Jenna encouraged me
as she continued pushing her ass back on my prick.

"Turn over then!" I grunted pulling from her anus.

Jenna turned onto her back and I straddled her abdomen jacking myself
off. My dick pulsed and throbbed begging me to let it come and finally I
gave in. Shot after shot of my warm sticky cum squirted out pelting Jenna
on her tits as I continued to masturbate. As I squeezed the last drop of
cum from prick I feel onto the bed next to her spent and with my cock on
empty. Smiling I watched as she rubbed my cum into her breasts and then
licked it from her hands. She leaned over me with a smile on her face and
kissed me on the lips.

"So how are you feeling right now?" She asked me.

"Pretty good."

"That's good to hear. If you don't mind sweet thing I'm going to take a
quick shower."

"Not at all, be my guest."

As Jenna showered I laid on the bed and thought about my new life. I
knew it was just the first day, but most of my necessities had been taken
care of and I just fucked Jenna Haze! Not everyday would be as great as
this one, but it sure was one hell of a way to start over in a life. Right
about the time I heard the shower turn off I got up and put on my underwear
and pants. As I picked up my shirt there was a knock at the door.

"Hey Six my man good to see you! Got my stuff?" I greeted Six Eyes at
the door.

"Right here my friend and for now just call me Jack. I'm dropping the
Six Eyes thing until I come up with something new, " He replied carrying in
my duffel bag and suitcase dropping them on the floor. "I'd ask if you
were up to anything, but I already know that answer."

I turned around and saw Jenna dropping her towel to floor before
redressing.

"Jenna my girl what's up?"

"Jack what're you doing back in California?" she asked with a big smile
hugging him.

"This punk got into some hot water so now I have to baby sit him."

"I see. Well I know this won't do you any good, but if you were a woman
you'd love him. He's a great fuck."

"I'm sure he is, but I'd much rather fuck you."

"I'd love to stay and let you, but I've got some things to do. See you
around," Jenna pecked Jack on the cheek before leaving the room. I
finished dressing and put on my shirt.

"Holy shit man! Simon sent over Jenna! He must really like what you
did in St. Louis!"

"I didn't do anything in St. Louis. You built the bomb, not me.
Besides how does she know Simon?"

"That may be true, but without you pushing me and wanting to kill Cody
and Tito none of this would have ever happened. As for Jenna, Simon's also
got a production company that produces pornos and she's appeared in quite a
few of them. If she shows up at your doorstep then you know you're in good
with the man."

"Uh huh I see... So did you get your stuff taken care of tonight?"

"Yeah yeah for the most part. It's a long story for another time, but
no more of this crazy life discussion. You've got money right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It's almost eight now. Let's go out and hit the clubs and pick up
women. If nothing else we can just get completely loaded. How about it?"

"Sure. I need to learn where all the hot spots are. Just let me finish
dressing."

To try and remember who I met or what I did Saturday night would be like
asking a blind man to read. I woke up Sunday morning with a massive hang
over. The sun was shining too brightly for me even with the curtains
closed and my head ached like hell. I rolled over on the bed and slapped
my hand down on the remote bolted to the nightstand. The tv came on and
was playing a local news broadcast. I sat up rubbing my eyes starting to
think that I should turn the tv off when the news started to run a story
about a missing child. It watched the story for a few minutes then turned
it off.

It got me thinking of my parents and while they knew where I lived
neither of them ever visited me for obvious reasons. Still for some reason
I hung onto the notion that parents always loved their children no matter
what they do. With that idea in mind I picked up the phone to call them.
My mother answered.

"Hello?"

"It's Johnny. Now I know you and dad hate me because- - "

"Johnny? Who the hell is this??" Hey Harold it's those punks on the
phone again! They won't leave us alone!"

I could hear my dad say something to my mother though I couldn't make it
out clearly and he got on the phone.

"Listen you assholes! For the last god damn time stop calling or I
swear I'll find and beat the holy hell out of you!"

There was a loud clang on the other end as my dad slammed down his
phone. My head started ringing and I dropped the handset as I pressed my
hands to my head and started rubbing it.

"They don't believe it's you do they?"

My head still hurting and my eyes squinting a bit I looked up to see
Jack.

"What the hell are you doing here? I didn't hear you come in."

"Don't have such a hangover next time."

"Yeah whatever, so what's this with my parents? Why the fuck did they
think it wasn't me?"

"Because they think you're dead."

"What? Why?"

"You believe in the theory that everyone has a twin?"

"I don't know."

"Simon found yours or someone close to it. Johnny Ronde was found dead
from gunshot wounds lying in a house well known to be a have for cokeheads.
Your parents identified the body and had it cremated. Your ashes are now
sitting on their mantle place."

"Don't the police fingerprint bodies and stuff?"

"Not if you're known drug user and have I.D. on yourself."

"So I can't ever call my parents again?"

"They really didn't sound too enthusiastic to talk you I take it?"

"Ok, so why fake my death?"

"That you'll learn in time," Jack replied tossing me a manila envelope.

"What's this?"

"Inside you'll find new identification papers for your new self. Birth
certificate, social security card, passport, and other assorted stuff.
Inside you'll also find the address to your apartment. Here's the key."
Jack pulled a keychain from his pocket and tossed it to me. On the
keychain was written C4.

"Damn that was quick," I commented.

"Simon works fast and also he got lucky this time. It's a furnished
apartment so try to keep it clean since you didn't pay for any of it."

"Yeah ok."

"Oh and one last thing. In your bedroom is a brown package sitting on
the floor. It better be empty at the end of the month. When you leave the
hotel lock the door before you go and leave the key on the bed."

I opened my mouth to say something, but just said, "Ok."

"Good luck and I'll see you around," Jack said taking my hand and
shaking it.

"Yeah hopefully our next meeting won't be like our last, cya Jack."

We shook hands again and hugged and Jack left my room. I proceeded to
pack up my things and put them into the car. I wasn't exactly sure if the
Taurus was mine, but I didn't think it really mattered since I was already
breaking numerous crimes. I did like Jack said placing the key on the bed
and locking the door. I got in the car and dug through the envelope for
the address to my new place. I realized I had no way of contacting Simon
or Jack for directions when I remembered I was in San Francisco for only
the second day of my life. Much to my relief I found directions with the
address.

The floors of the apartment complex went by letter with A being first so
I was on the third floor. My suitcase and duffle bag were my only
possessions so my one trip from the car to the apartment was nice. Inside
I dropped my bags on the floor near the door and looked around. The
apartment wasn't lavish by any means, but it had all the necessities and
then some. Through the door you immediately walked into the center of the
living room which had a stereo, couch, and tv with a dvd player plugged in.
The kitchen and dining room were all in one and kind of small, but I wasn't
complaining. There was a table and chairs to eat at. Then there were two
doors on the left side of the living room. One went to bathroom that had a
shower stall instead of a tub and the other went to the only bedroom which
was larger than I was expecting and held a queen-sized bed.

I unpacked my things and put up my clothes. I noticed too that
apparently Jack or someone had opened up my suitcase and packed a couple of
blue shirts for Best Buy when I started on Monday. When I was finished
unloading my things I went to the kitchen to get something to drink. I was
going to take a glass from the cupboard, but saw that the fridge was
stocked when I opened it. Inside was a six pack of Pepsi bottles so I took
one and took a couple of swallows. I was taking a third when the phone
rang.

"Hello?"

"Travis Walker please."

"Speaking."

"Hi Travis, this is Lester Willis from Best Buy calling to make sure you
remember you start work on Monday."

"Yes Mr. Willis I remember, thank you for the reminder though."

"That's good to hear, I'll be expecting you then. See you on Monday."

"This is getting really fucking weird," I thought as I hung up the
phone.

Just then I remembered about the brown package and set my Pepsi on the
counter before going back to the bedroom. I looked around, but didn't see
the package. I looked in the closet and it wasn't there either. I then
thought to look under the bed and found it. It was taped shut by security
tape so I took the package to the kitchen where I cut open the tape with a
sharp knife. Inside were twelve grams of cocaine. Not a lot to sell I
didn't think as I had sold much more on some of my busier nights back in
St. Louis, but I figured Simon wanted to start me out slow to make sure I
knew what I was doing. I put the coke back in the package and hid it in my
dresser drawer instead of putting it back on the floor underneath my bed.

I went back to the kitchen and picked up my Pepsi taking a few more
drinks. I was set to go sit down on the couch to watch some tv when
something out the kitchen window caught my eye. Standing on the sidewalk
on the other side of the parking outside the window was a blond female. I
couldn't make out her facial features, but her curves looked nice.
Although she looked good it wasn't her body that caught my eye. It was the
fact that she seemed to be looking right through my window at me. I looked
at her trying to catch any movement or body language, but I got nothing
from her. I took another swallow of my Pepsi and set it down on the
counter. I suddenly looked down as the bottle made a loud clanking noise
crashing into the sink. I picked it up and set it on the counter and
looked back out the window. The woman was gone. I looked out the window
for a few more minutes, before pouring the rest of my soda in a cup and
throwing away the bottle.

I did sit down to watch some tv and the only thing on that was somewhat
entertaining was Under Siege which I quickly got bored with half way
through. Even with my hangover starting to disappear I didn't much want to
go outside so I watched the Steven Seagall flick. The rest of my day went
by pretty uneventful mostly because I spent most of it killing my
braincells watching tv. Around seven I took some cold cuts from the
refrigerator and made myself a sandwich. I found a case of Bud Light
bottles in the fridge so I took one and used it to wash down the food.
With the weeklong road trip and my drinking the night before I went to bed
around 9:30. Tomorrow I wouldn't be doing much, but Monday was the start
of a new day and a new job.

It was kinda funny trying to remember and go back through my morning
routine which I had abandoned long ago after I went to jail for the first
time. A shower, breakfast, teeth brushing, I made sure to double-check
that I did everything I was supposed to. Dressed and ready for work I
remembered seeing the Best Buy Simon was talking about on the drive into
San Francisco so I used the directions from the hotel to my apartment and
followed them backwards. Once I turned off Rogan back on the Kiner, the
main strip, I was immediately familiar with the area and remembered the one
small stretch of road I knew in town. Driving past the Ford Dealership I
found the Best Buy at the next light where I knew I would.

Walking inside the store I was met by Mr. Willis at the front door.

"Good to see you made it on time, Mr. Walker. You find us ok?"

"Yes I did. I've driven by the store before and knew where it was."

"Oh I see, so you're familiar with the area then?"

"A little. Actually it's more like this stretch of Kiner."

"Not a problem. In due time you'll be familiar with all of San
Francisco."

"I will?"

"Here, follow me and I'll show you how to clock in."

I followed Mr. Willis to a door near the front of the building that had
a keypad lock on it. He pushed four buttons and opened it up. Inside was
a stairwell with a room to it's left. In the room were some lockers,
folding chairs, a table, a mini-fridge, and a computer station with
keyboard.

"The code to get into here is five three zero nine. In the room on your
left is the break room. You clock in here at the computer terminal. It'll
ask for your I.D. number. Type in the last five digits of your social
security number. Do this whenever you clock in or out for work. Keep up
with this and do it right so the managers don't have to fix the mistakes by
hand to keep payroll correct. Up the stairs are the managers' offices.
Any questions?"

"None that I can think of right now."

"Alright then. Just clock in."

I figured something like this would come up so put my new social
security card in my wallet before I left. I pulled it out and entered the
last five digits like I was instructed. The machine accepted it and beeped
in confirmation.

"Ok good. Now that that's finished, let's take you outside and get you
to work. You'll training with Kaila on the cash register. It's not rocket
science and anyone with half a brain should be able to hold their own
within a week. You'll go on lunch and take your breaks when she does. Be
sure to clock out and back in when you take your lunch, and although this
is common sense and I don't mean to insult your intelligence don't steal
other people's lunches if your forget yours. It's been a problem before,
that's remedied itself and I don't want to have to play daddy again and
figure out who took whose food. Got that?"

"Yeah, no food stealing."

"Good. I'll be by once or twice today to see how things are, but just
go ahead and clock out when your shift is over."

"Ok."

Back in the store Mr. Willis took me over to the register Kaila was
working and introduced me to her. She was short, maybe just over five feet
tall, and had red hair. She wasn't fat or chunky, but she had some meet on
her bones and was kinda cute. She turned out to be rather nice and
cheerful which was cool. For the first couple of transactions Kaila went
through all the motions and explained how everything worked. Mr. Willis
was right, this was all rather easy to learn . About eleven Kaila let me
check out some of the customers and I did fine, but when business picked up
close to noon she took over and worked the line down to nothing.

It was close to twelve-thirty when Kaila told me it was time for lunch.
I clocked out and since I didn't bring anything I walked across the parking
lot to the Taco Bell in the next lot. I bought three burrito supremes and
a large Dr. Pepper. I sat down and ate my lunch watching traffic through
my windows. I started to let my mind wonder and think about life again,
but stopped myself before I got too deep into thought. When I finished I
threw my trash away, refilled my Dr. Pepper, and started back towards Best
Buy.

Kaila was outside smoking a cigarette and I stopped to talk to her. As
I started asking about the area, I noticed a dark haired female leave her
car and start walking towards the store. It was then that I saw a black
car sitting at the end of the aisle she was crossing. I started walking
towards her getting concerned that the car was moving starting to
accelerate. I yelled at the woman, but she didn't hear me. The car's
engine roared as the driver stomped down on the gas. The woman dropped her
purse and bent over to pick it up.

I panicked. The car wasn't slowing down and for whatever reason the
woman wasn't aware of it barreling towards her. It became a race between
me and the car as I ran towards her hoping to get to her in time and not
get myself killed in the process. I kept yelling at her, but she didn't
respond until I was within feet of her. I grabbed her by the arms and
pulled her with me between two parked cars. The black car flew by not
slowing down at all. It circled around the parking lot back to an exit and
turned onto Kiner driving away

Many of the people in the parking lot screamed and cussed at each other
about the car, before settling down and continuing on their way. I let go
of the female and asked if she was all right.

"You ok?"

"Yeah, yeah I am. Thanks for saving me."

"You need to be more careful. I was screaming at you to move, but you
didn't hear me until I was right next to you."

"I know, it's just that I've had a lot on my mind and it's caused me to
be wrapped up in my own world lately."

"Everyone seems to be ok and I've got to get back to work. Take care of
yourself, and pay more attention to your surroundings next time."

"Well before you go... Look I don't even know your name and I hope I'm
not being too forward, but would you like to go out for dinner some time?"

"My name's Travis and sure I guess. Why though? Just curious."

"Great! I'm Kristin and here's my number," Kristin said pulling a pen
and piece of paper from her pursing and writing down her number. "It's
just my little way of saying thank you."

"Cool, I'll be looking forward to dinner. I'll call you tonight when I
get off work. I'd give you my number, but I just moved out here and don't
know it yet."

"That's ok, I'll get it from you the next time we talk then. Where are
you from if you don't mind me asking?"

"Out east. I just needed a change of scenery and I had a friend who was
on his way out here so I came in with him."

"Well, you should be getting back to work, but I'll be looking forward
to your call tonight."

"Take care Kristin, I'll talk to you then."

As I started to walk back towards the store Kristin grabbed my hand and
I turned back towards her. As I did she kissed me on the cheek.

"Thanks again Travis," She said smiling before walking back towards her
car. Kristin had a great smile and the cutest face and I couldn't help but
smile as I walked back to work. Before I walked back inside the building I
turned to see her off, to make sure nothing happened I guess. At that
moment a grey Dodge Intrepid came to a stop while some customers crossed
the cross walk. I glanced into the driver window when I thought I
recognized the blond woman from near my apartment a few days earlier, but
before I could get a closer look the cross walk cleared and the car drove
off.

In the break room I was approached by Carlos, an employee I had met
earlier in the morning.

"I saw what happened outside Travis. Just your first day and already
you're making a name for yourself."

"It was nothing man."

"Just out of curiosity I take it you don't watch tv?"

"Not a lot, there's very little on that I want to watch. Why?"

"You ever heard of a show called Smallville? The one about Superman
while he was still on the farm?"

"I think I've heard of it. Why, what about it?"

"You didn't recognize the girl you saved outside?"

"No. Should I have?"

"You don't know who Kristin Kreuk is? Lana Lang? Does any of this ring
a bell?"

"Not really, but she is cute. I'll give her that."

"Jesus Travis, it's her! Trust me!"

"Bah, you don't know what you're talking about. If it was here then
what's she doing in San Francisco? Shouldn't she be in Hollywood shooting
Smallville or whatever her show is?"

"I don't know what she's doing out here. Maybe they're done shooting
for the season. I don't know their schedule."

"It's a moot point anyways. It's not like I'm going to ever see her
again."

"Then what did she hand you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I saw Kristin write something on a piece of paper and hand it to you."

"You're mistaken then. Kristin didn't hand me anything. Look would you
just leave me alone about this? I've got to get back to work."

"Ok ok, but I know you're hiding something from me Travis."

"I must be," I sarcastically replied.

Compared to the lunchtime adventure the rest of the day was uneventful.
Unfortunately, Kaila also saw Kristin hand me paper and asked me about it.
I denied it to her as well going under the assumption that Kristin wouldn't
want all my co-workers knowing I have her number and was fixing to have
dinner with her. Besides if nothing else I didn't want to have to spend
time trying to avoid people I couldn't and who would want details. I'd
much rather deny the paper existed even if it did. The general census
though of everyone I talked to or who came up to me was that the girl I
saved out in the parking lot was Kristin Kreuk. Like I told Carlos I
rarely watched t.v. so right now she was just another brunette to me.

I was happy when the day was finally over and I was back home. I
entered my apartment to find that I wasn't alone. Sitting on the couch
waiting was a well dressed white male wearing expensive looking designer
clothes; someone I didn't recognize at all.

"Travis my good man I'm glad to see you're finally home. How goes it at
Best Buy?"

"Who the fuck are you?"

"What? Don't you recognize me? Perhaps I may be a little to nicely
dressed than what you're used to seeing when you worked for my brother."

"Your brother?" I stood there for a moment thinking about that statement
when I realized what it suddenly meant. "Holy shit," I mumbled as I
stepped back towards the door.

"Calm down man, I'm not out to exact revenge or anything. My name's
Thomas, but everyone calls me Tommy," Thomas said extending his hand.

"Just like the President, but I assume you hate when people make that
analogy," I replied taking his hand in mine and shaking it.

"You assume right. I'm guessing that you're wondering why I'm here?"

"The thought had crossed my mind."

"Look as far as my brother goes he was playing a dangerous game like you
are now."

"No, I'm not. I'm done with drugs. I'm not taking them, I'm not
dealing them."

"Then why are there twelve grams of coke in your top dresser drawer?"

"That's none of your damn business! Tell me why you're here or leave!"

"Much like Tito was Cody's right hand man, Jack or Six Eyes like you
call him is Simon's right hand man."

"So?"

"Don't you fucking get it? You're doing the exact same thing for Simon
that you did for Cody, except that Simon's operation is a lot more
sophisticated and now he's trying to take control of the Midwest."

"So what's the difference in having Cody sell versus Simon?"

"Simon has an even smaller temper for screw ups than Cody did. Do you
have any idea how many people Simon has had Jack kill?"

"I already know about those messes Jack cleaned up."

"No, I'm talking about killing people execution style for not making the
month's quota. You don't think if you don't sell those twelve grams that
Simon won't have something to say to you? I've got twelve hundred on me
right now. I'll take the coke you have and you can give Simon whatever his
cut is, but I'm not going to be doing this every month unless you decided
to help us."

"Who's us?"

"You'll find out later if you're still alive. Don't mention you met me
to Jack or Simon or anyone for that matter or you'll quickly find out what
kind of trouble you're in."

"Ok ok, let's say for a moment that I believe you, then why didn't Simon
just order Jack to kill Cody? Why'd Jack wait until I asked him to do it?"

"Because if Simon ordered it every lowlife in Cody's gang would be after
him. They'll still be after Jack now because he built the bomb, but now
they'll kill you if they see you on the streets. You were the first person
to follow through on a plan to kill Cody. Just think about what I said."

"So how am I supposed to contact you if I agree to this?"

"You won't, someone will contact you." Tommy got up off the couch and I
sat down on it. He took out a bank envelope of cash and tossed it to me.
"Here's the twelve hundred."

"Thanks... I'll go get the coke," I said starting to get up.

"I've already got it. Think about it ok?"

Tommy left my apartment and I sat alone on the couch in silence.
Goddamn my life was starting to turn into a complete mess. It would make a
great conspiracy theory/drug cartel movie. I got up and walked back to my
room emptying out my pockets before changing clothes into something more
comfortable. I put on an old beat up pair of blue jeans and a t-shirt. I
put my shirt of first and as I pulled up my shorts the piece of paper that
Kristen had handed to me caught my attention as it sat on top of my
dresser. I picked it up momentarily thinking about calling her but decided
against it and threw the paper in the trash. My life was a mess and I
wasn't about to make someone else's a mess too.

There was a local pub down the street from my apartment complex and
taking part of the money Tommy had just given me I walked the very short
distance to Pauly's Bar and Grill. I sat myself down at the bar and
started off with an Amber Bock. It was about six thirty when I got there
and by eight I had downed four of the beers. It was about eight fifteen
when some live band started, I think they were called Fried White Fish or
something. They played that kinda soft rock mellow stuff that Creed plays
and I didn't care too much for it. Anyway I was done with my fifth Amber
Bock and decided to switch to Pale Ale. As I sat there sipping on the
drink thinking about how I went from crazy shit in St. Louis to crazy shit
in San Francisco someone sat down next to me.

"So are you new around here? I've never seen you before."

At least the person talking to me was female though she could always be
a fat chick and perhaps it was the alcohol I was imbibing, but I figured
what the hell and I looked up at her deciding to engage in whatever trifle
conversation she wanted to start. I was rather happy I did. She
definitely wasn't a fat chick, and she definitely looked good though I
could have sworn I had seen her before.

"You could say that. I just moved out here on business. Only been here
a few days."

"Oh I see, perhaps you'll be more pleasant than the men I've met before.
I've only been here a few months myself. What business are you in if you
don't mind me asking?"

"I'm a big time pimpin' ass drug dealer from out east looking to expand
my empire," I joked horribly completely drunk and on my second Fat Tire.

"I know who you are Travis, and that Tommy paid you a visit today. What
did you two talk about?"

"I don't know no Tommy, ma'am. I went to work then came home today."

"I know I saw you. Now what did you and Tommy talk about?"

She saw me at work? What the hell was she talking about? How could she
know where I worked, unless...

"Don't take this the wrong way, but before I leave would you mind
telling me why the fucking hell you and everyone else is following me and
so interested in me all of a sudden? But before you answer that, did
anyone ever tell you you look like that chick from Species?"

"That's because I'm am, and nobody is following you. You're acting
paranoid."

"That's too bad, you're quite the looker. I guess it takes more than
looks to make it in Hollywood after all. Although Ghosts of Mars wasn't
that bad a movie, except that you had to wait to do the underwear scene at
the end of the movie didn't you?"

"You're drunk off your ass you know."

"NO I'M NOT. GET ME ANOTHER DRINK PLEASE."

"Ok, I'm getting you out of here," The woman said getting off her stool.
Her name was Natasha I think. She pulled some money from her pocket and
paid the bartender while apologizing for me. I think she was apologizing
for me. "Let's go," she said patting me on the shoulder.

"Al right," I replied patting her on the butt. "You're name's Natasha
ain't it?"

"Yeah it is, what's yours?"

"You already know it's Travis." Hot looking though she was I wasn't
going to give this good-looking bitch my real name. She could be working
for Simon or Tommy and the thought of her fucking either one of them was
just gross. I did find the idea of her sitting on my lap with my cock
buried deep in her pussy exciting though.

Natasha helped my stumbling ass home though she walked fairly quickly
and I almost fell several times. I was more than happy to remember that my
apartment complex had elevators as I nearly fell into one. There was no
way I was going to be able to make it up three flights of stairs in my
condition. I handed Natasha my key as we exited the elevator and she
opened up the apartment door for me. I shakily made my way to the couch
and plopped down onto it. Natasha shut the door and sat down next to me. I
turned and looked at her as her hand touched down on my knee.

"Anyone ever tell you how hot you are?" I said to Natasha.

"Anyone ever tell you how loud and obnoxious you are when you're drunk?"

"Not since the thing six years ago."

"What's a thing?" She asked leaning in whispering in my ear.

"It's nothing. Why are you so interested in my life story?"

"I have my reasons. I'm a curious person though. Right now I'm
wondering what you're real name is, because I don't think it's Travis."

"What do you think it is?"

"I don't know, that's why I'm asking you." I felt Natasha's hand move
from my knee to my crotch.

To have this hot blonde's hand near my dick separated by only denim and
cotton made me excited and hard. I watched my pants tent up in Natasha's
hand and a smile cross her face.

"I see you like to play games Travis. I've got a game we can play if
you'll follow me in the bedroom."

I was eventually able to get myself off the couch to follow Natasha into
my bedroom. She got in there first and as I walked in she was already down
to her panties having just thrown her bra to the floor. I followed suit
pulling my shirt off with relative ease, but struggling with my pants, as
they didn't budge much as I tried to pull them over my feet.

"I'm a fucking dumbass," I said aloud as I realized my mistake and took
my shoes off then my pants. I was standing there in my underwear and socks
and Natasha was standing there in her panties.

"Now what?" I asked with a drunken smile.

"Time to play our game," Natasha smiled as she pushed me onto the bed
laying me on my back. I propped myself up to ask her an important
question.

"What game is that?"

"It's called Pearl Necklace."

"And how do we play Pearl Necklace?"

"Once I get you to give me one," she whispered seductively pulling my
underwear down, "I want you to tell me all about you and answer my
questions."

"Oh that necklace. I can probably give you two or three," I joked as I
watched my prick wave in the air.

"That's what I'm hoping for."

"I like a girl who likes jewelry."

Natasha grabbed hold of my dick, but instead of sucking or jerking it
she started first by fondling my balls and licking them with her tongue.
As her tongue slithered across my scrotum and Natasha sucked on one side
before switching to the other the wetness from her lips and tongue tickled
my cock and it grew with each lick.

Natasha wrapped her lips around my dick and took it deep in her mouth as
her head moved in sync with her hand as it stroked my shaft. I was too
smashed to truly enjoy the blowjob to a certain degree, but when I looked
up and saw my dick disappear into Natasha's mouth as her head went down and
I heard the slurping and moaning sounds as they escaped her lips I nearly
came right then. She pulled her head completely up, but keep on stroking
me. A little bit of precum seeped from dick as Natasha squeezed it at the
base. She licked it up with no question as her eyes became fixated on me.

"I want you to fuck me hard in my pussy. You want to fuck me don't you
Travis?" Natasha asked with a coy smile.

"Very much so, even if you are an alien."

"That was just a movie."

"I know but you'd be one sexy alien."

"Well the only way to get your cock into my alien pussy is help me take
off my panties. I forgot how."

"You forgot how?"

"Yes I did big boy."

"I can help you with that," I cheerfully said. "First I need you to get
on the bed on all fours."

Without a word Natasha did as she was asked. My fingers slid up the
sides of her panties and Natasha's beautiful ass came into view as I pulled
them down. I couldn't help myself but to place a hand on each cheek and
work them slowly around massaging her ass. I was a butt man and far and
away and this was one of the best I had ever seen. Spreading Natasha's ass
apart I leaned in reaming her anus with my tongue. She sighed delightfully
and I continued to tongue her asshole trying to push it in. When I decided
it was lathered up enough I worked a finger into Natasha's sphincter my
tongue still licking and wetting the area around it.

"Oh my god," Natasha panted almost with a squeal, "not my ass. I'm too
sensitive there."

I ignored her knowing full well she wanted something in her ass and I
kept fingering it. Natasha whined with each finger thrust and when I felt
her anus had become accustomed enough to one finger I inserted a second.

"Please Travis," Natasha begged while she pushed back down on my
fingers. "I can't take it well in my ass."

"Yes you can Natasha, but you don't want my fingers in your ass. You
want my cock in it."

Stroking myself a bit I sat up and rubbed the head of my dick up and
down her ass crack. Natasha cried with each passing lusting for it to go
in. She even reached back to try and grab my dick and guide it in.

"All you have to say is yes. You want me in your ass don't you?"

"Please... stick it..."

"Stick it where?"

"Please stick it in my ass," Natasha asked whining.

I obliged slowly pushing my dick in watching as her ass spread around
it. Then I felt the tightness of her anal cavity as I pushed further and
further in. I held my dick in place when I bottomed out and my balls
pressed against her pussy.

"Please... Again... Harder..."

My prick slowly exited her anus as I pulled backwards and and filled it
in faster than it did the first time I pierced her ass. It almost seemed
like Natasha was an anal junkie with experience as her sphincter was very
accommodating and quick to enlarge itself for my prick. That's not to say
it was loose though. With each thrust and retreat Natasha would work the
muscles in her anus to apply just the right amount of pressure to my member
giving it full stimulation. I fucked Natasha in the ass with the same ease
and pleasure that came with vaginal sex and it felt superb, but before I
woke up tomorrow with a hangover and no memory of tonight I wanted to break
into that fine pussy of hers.

I slid my dick from Natasha's anus and slipped it into her pussy. She
didn't seem to mind or care and keep pushing her hips back towards me as my
dick keep penetrating her. I could feel my dick starting to hurt with
pleasure and pulse with every thrust. Orgasm wasn't far off for me.
Gripping her Natasha's hips tightly I fiercely began to pound away at her
as I shoved my dick in her snatch as deep and as far as I could with every
thrust. She certainly felt the new found ferocity and cried excitedly with
every invading push. My dick swollen to it's max I felt a sudden surge
from the base towards the front as I pulled out. Then to please us both I
re-entered Natasha's asshole as globs of my warm cum started to shoot out.
Still penetrating her behind my dick became coated with my own cum and it
coated her insides as I continued to work it in and out. Then suddenly my
cock ballooned up again and a surprise shot of my cream leapt from my dick.
As it land in the far reaches of her rectum it triggered Natasha's own
orgasm alarm and she panted loudly moaning as she came drenching her legs
then my bed with her love juice.

Tired and still with a slight buzz I fell onto the bed next to her. I
started to doze off to sleep when a hand grabbed my shoulder and started to
shake it.

"Travis, we had a deal. Tell me about yourself."

"Our deal was if you got me to give you a pearl necklace and I came in
your ass. Not exactly a prime place for a necklace."

"Yes and one my rules was a free tidbit of info I let you fuck me in the
ass."

"You didn't tell me that."

"You didn't ask."

"Look I'm going against my better judgement here and against the word of
a trusted friend, but I'll tell you this much; Coke. And that you can
thank Michelob and whoever makes Pale Ale."

"Thanks Travis, you've been most helpful," Natasha said kissing me on
the cheek. That was the last thing I remembered before falling asleep.

I slowly opened my eyes and yawned wakened by a constant pounding at my
door. I noticed all my lights were still on and when I went to push myself
up off my bed my hand hit a stiff crusty spot on the sheets that smelled
funny. I threw my clothes on and stumbled toward the door still half
sleep. I looked at the clock on the wall as I unlocked the door and it read
eleven thirty. Outside I found a very panicked and worried Kristin.

"We have to go now, you're in a lot of danger," Kristin said barging in
and closing the door.

"What're you talking about?"

"I have no time to explain right now. We just have to go!"

"Look Kristin, I've been in San Francisco less than a week and I've got
people following me everywhere. I'm also being told that everyone is out
to get me and my life is in danger. I don't know what to believe anymore,
but coming out here was a big fucking mistake. For all I know you could be
wanting to kill me."

"No you look Travis, if I wanted to kill you then I would have simply
lured you into bed and gone Basic Instinct on your ass. Or I could just
pull out a gun and shoot you now, but I won't. Now let's go."

"Jesus I can't believe I'm going along with this, but fine. Let's go.
Just one question?"

"Ok, but hurry. What is it?"

"What the hell are you doing getting involving with drug dealers and
murderers and other dangerous type with your tv show?"

"It's a long story for another time."

"It's always a long story for another time! Shit! Just one thing
though, is your last name Kreuk?"

"Yes it is, so now you know who I am. This will all get explained
later. Look for the last time we've got to go! Now!"

Annoyed with the sheer absurdity of my life I ran back to my room and
quickly threw some clothes into my duffel bag. I filled my wallet with
some of the money Tommy had given to me and the rest I rolled in a sock and
threw in my bag. There wasn't enough room in my bag for my jacket so I put
it on just in case I needed it wherever we were going. Kristin and I took
the elevator down the bottom floor and headed for the doors.

"Shit!" I mumbled looking through the glass doors and seeing the heavy
rainfall outside.

"I parked in the parking lot of the Wal-Green's across the street. It's
the red Ford Explorer on left side of the second lane," Kristin said right
before we stepped outside into the rain. As we reached the bottom of the
stoop we were confronted by an old friend of mine.

"Hey Jack."

"Hey Travis, good to see you and my who's this lovely young lady here?
OH! I know! It's little Ms. Kreuk. You really should keep better
company. This little bitch has been a thorn in Simon's side for the last
year."

"She's not a bitch Jack! And I'd love to stay and chat, but I've got to
get somewhere."

"You're not going anywhere," Jack scowled revealing a pistol.

"What the fuck's your problem man? I haven't done anything!"

"How much do you really know about Kristin here? Probably just her name
right?"

"What're you talking about?"

"If you knew the truth I don't think you'd be so willing to leave with
her."

"Kristin? What's he talking about?"

She didn't answer. She looked at me then at Jack.

"Look Jack I don't know what's going on between you two, but come one.
Keep me out of it."

"Too late, you're already a part of it. Start walking."

Jack forced us to walk at gunpoint for several blocks in the rain before
stopping in front of a dark alley. He walked us deep into it before
ordering us to stop.

"Well Travis, it's been keen knowing you. Too bad it's got to end this
way."

Jack reached back pistol whipping Kristin in the back of the head
knocking her to the ground. I yelled out and lunged at Jack. He fired two
shots both striking me in the chest. I immediately feel to the ground in
shock. Jack took off back towards the road and Kristin got up and stumbled
towards me. I felt the wounds in my chest and I could see where the
bullets had ripped through the fabric of my jacket. To my right Kristin
Kreuk sat on her knees crying holding my hand in hers.

"Don't die Travis! Don't you fucking die on me!"

I looked over and gave her a slight smile.

"I'll be fine," I mouthed to her.

My head was spinning and I could feel life start to slip away from my
body. I wasn't floating overhead watching myself slowly die or anything,
it was just a feeling I had. My vision started to blur and darken, but not
before I saw Kristin mouth something and take off running towards the main
street. I couldn't make out what she said, but at this point I didn't care
too much. My body was numb and I knew death wasn't far off.

[davesmistress]

The following story is purely a work of fiction of a sexual nature. If
you're not of age, it's illegal to view such material in your community,
etc. then stop right now and go away.

Archive and distribute freely as you please as long as the story goes
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--
Travis Walker : Ch. 2 - Escape From C.A.
by: turc443
(jjdak@hotmail.com)
--

My eyes slowly flickered open and took their time becoming adjusted to
the light. It took a few minutes, but the bluriness in my vision
disappeared and my eyes focused on the ceiling above me. Reaching up to
feel my chest I could feel tubing sticking out of my arms and bandages
across my chest. I was in a hospital I thought. I looked to my left then
to my right and saw various pieces of medical equipment and signs which
confirmed my suspicions.

On the table next to my bed I found the remote to the tv and turned it
on. I went through all the stations, but found nothing interesting to
watch so I settled on the news. It's lead story was about a cocaine dealer
who got high and tried to rob a bank, but got killed in a shoot out with
the police. The dealer's name was Travis Walker. Jesus Christ this was
getting ludicrous. What name was I using now and who was faking my death
this time? Ah fuck it. It doesn't matter at this point. I probably would
have been better off staying in St. Louis killing Cody and Tito myself or
trying to anyways. I turned the tv off and shut my eyes trying to go back
to sleep.

I laid in bed at least ten or fifteen minutes before getting back to
sleep. As my body neared the shut down point and readied itself for rest.
I heard my room door open and shut. I kept my eyes shut hoping whoever it
was would think I was asleep and leave me alone..

"Johnny? You awake Johnny?"

That voice... It sounded so familiar...

"Please answer me if you can hear me."

I know that voice. It couldn't be... I slowly opened my eyes and
standing at my bedside was Melissa.

"Oh Johnny! I'm so glad you're okay," Melissa cried leaning over my bed
and carefully hugging me. She let go and I looked at her as tears ran from
her eyes. It just couldn't be her.

"What... No, no, no, it can't be you! You're dead! I got you killed
in a car accident! We were both drunk and I thought I could drive us home,
but I... I killed you."

"What are you talking about? I'm not dead. I never was in any
accident. You must have been having a nightmare."

"But no... I saw..." I sighed in exasperation. I tried pinching myself
to see if I was dreaming or if this was real and my sister was still alive,
but I didn't wake up and I didn't trust myself anymore. "What happened to
me then?"

"We were at Jeff's party two days ago, and one of the guests brought
some people with them who I think were drug users and something happened.
Sara was there to pick you up and you two were in the wrong place at the
wrong time and were shot. You were rushed here and they saved you, but
you've been asleep for the last two days."

"What about Sara?"

"She didn't make it. She was shot in the head and died instantaneously.
I know what she meant to you as a friend. I liked her too."

"Did they catch the people who did this?"

"The shooters escaped, but the person they came with identified them and
they were caught later. Three other people were wounded beside you.
They're probably going to want you to testify at the trial."

"I will if asked. Sara was a good person, and shouldn't have had to die
picking up my drunken ass. Fuck alcohol, I'm done with it."

"Me too," Melissa agreed hugging me one more time. As she let go of the
embrace a doctor walked in the room.

"Good to see you're finally awake Mr. Ronde," he greeted. "I'm Dr.
Smith and I've been watching over you since you've arrived."

"How long until he can leave?" Melissa asked.

"Visiting hours were over half an hour ago Melissa. You really
shouldn't be here right now."

"I know I know, but I was worried about him. Is he going to be ok?"

"Johnny's going to be fine. He's just been sleeping because his body
needed to recover. We'll keep him in here for a few more days, and if
nothing comes up he should be gone in a few days. Now go home and get some
sleep. I'm sure your parents are wondering where you are right now."

"Thanks, thanks a lot doctor," Melissa thanked Dr. Smith with a hearty
handshake. "I'll see you in a few days then Johnny!"

My sister bounded from the room with a new found hope, and the doctor
followed behind her closing the door on his way out. The next two days
went by uneventfully and I was relieved when Dr. Smith told me I could
finally go home. I found it a bit odd though when only Melissa came to
pick me up and my parents were nowhere to be found.

"Hey Melissa, where's mom and dad?" I asked was we crossed the hospital
parking lot to her car.

"Dad's been out of town with work for almost a week. He nearly came
back when mom called to tell him what happened to you, but she managed to
convince him to stay. Whatever he's working on is apparently pretty
important to his company and his job, and mom told him that you had become
stable and would make it so I guess that's all it took. Mom on the other
hand has been sick these last few days and had a doctor's appointment this
morning. She said it wasn't anything serious."

"Oh, well I hope not."

We found Melissa's Chevy Cavalier and got in. As we started to drive
off her cell phone started ringing.

"Hey can you check and see who that is?" She asked me.

"Sure." I reached into the backseat and grabbed her purse. I removed
the phone from the clip that was holding it to the strap and looked at the
LCD window.

"It's mom," I said answering it.

"Hello?"

"Hi Johnny, how're you feeling today?"

"I'm doing alright I guess considering."

"Good, once you get home, I'm going to make a big dinner tonight. What
do you want?"

"What about chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes?"

"That's fine though I'm going to need you to pick up some potatoes on
the way home if you don't mind."

"Not a problem at all. What's this I hear about you being sick and
seeing the doctor?"

"It's nothing to worry about, and as a matter of fact I have something
important I need to tell both of you when you two get home."

"Alright then, we'll get the potatoes and meet you at home."

"Take care Johnny."

"You too."

I hung up the phone, reattached it to the clip, and threw the purse back
into the back seat.

"We need to stop for some potatoes," I said.

"Yeah I heard you on the phone. So what did mom have to say about the
doctor's visit?"

"She said that it wasn't anything to worry about and that she had
something important to tell us."

"You know what this means then don't you?"

"What's that?"

"She's pregnant."

"Yeah right, you're out of your mind you know that don't you?"

"Want to make a bet? Twenty bucks says she is."

"You're on. Hey turn here."

Melissa made a quick left into the parking lot of the Shop N Save
grocery store. While she went to get a bag of potatoes I headed for the
magazine rack and picked up a copy Spin. It was last month's, but I hadn't
read it yet so I bought it. I kept meaning to subscribe to the magazine,
but things kept coming up and I kept forgetting about it. I went back up
front, paid for the magazine, and waited patiently outside on a bench for
Melissa. She came out a few minutes later with a sack of potatoes and
large paper bag that was rolled up at the top.

"You had to have chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes didn't you?
You know you're going to pay me back for these right?" She asked.

"You know mom will when we get back home. I'll catch up with you in a
moment," I said kneeling down to tie my shoes.

Melissa waited on me and when I started to stand up she started to cross
the parking lot. Still tired from the last few days I yawned and stretched
and when my arms were back down at my side I crossed the lot and caught up
with Melissa. She suddenly stopped when we reached her car and turned and
looked at me.

"Hey did you really mean it when you said you were done drinking?"

"Yeah I did. It's a really long story and one I don't think you'll
believe, but I meant it."

"The night that you were shot at Jeff's party, I was drunk as well and
was passed out when it all happened. My head was spinning and I wasn't
sure what was going on when I woke up."

Melissa looked down at the bag in her hand then back at me.

"I've got to go return something, I'll be right back."

"Hey Melissa?"

"Yeah?"

"Just throw the beer away and get rid of your fake i.d. I'll give you
your money back when we get home."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Ok, thanks."

I leaned back on the trunk of my sister's car and watched as she walked
across the parking lot to a trashcan. As I watched I noticed a black car
fly down an aisle and turn bearing straight down on Melissa.

"What the fuck is going on?" I said aloud remembering the Best Buy
incident in my 'dream'.

I yelled at Melissa but got no response. She kept walking oblivious to
me and the car. I didn't try for a second time, but just took off towards
her. This time someone was getting hit. I prepared for the worst as I
leapt at Melissa pushing her out of the way. She looked back and I barely
got to my feet as the car struck me in the side.

My eyes shot wide open and was I breathing hard as a cold sweat rolled
down my face. I shut my eyes trying to calm myself and control my
breathing unaware that I was in a bed. I opened my eyes again and saw the
familiar ceiling. I looked to my left and I looked to my right. I saw all
the same things in the same hospital room I had seen when I had wakened the
first time.

"Holy shit, I'm in a bad X-Files episode," I muttered out loud.

"I'd say Twilight Zone, but the X-Files could work I suppose."

"What're you doing here?" I asked recognizing the voice, but not looking
at the person it belonged to.

"I've got to get you out of California. You're life is in danger."

I reached the bed controls and pushed the button that propped up the
backside of the bed. I looked at Kristin Kreuk and ever so slightly shook
my head.

"My life is in danger? My life is in danger? That's all I've been
hearing from you people. I'm tired of all this non-sense. I have no life
to go back to, no place to go. My parents think I'm dead, and now I'm
starting to wonder if my name is still Travis Walker or has been changed to
something else. I'm not going anywhere until someone starts giving me some
answers." I grabbed at my chest and massaged it as it tingled with a slight
pain.

"You ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine. I was only shot in the chest twice and speaking of
which Jack left me alive for some reason. He doesn't miss those kind of
easy shots."

"Maybe Jack just did miss. I don't know why he'd want to leave you
alive on purpose if those were his intentions, but just listen to me
please. You already know about Simon and Jack. I can't tell you anything
that you don't already know. I work with Tommy Jefferson. Cody's
brother."

"Yeah I know who he is, but what do you two have to do with Simon and
Jack?"

"Just that both sides are after you. Simon wants you gone because he
fears you. I bet you didn't know Cody was working for Simon did you?"

"What? They told me Cody was a rival dealer to Simon."

"Hardly. Cody was just a notch or two below Jack and Simon. Why Jack
helped you get rid of Cody or why Simon let Jack help you I still don't
know, but they fear you now."

"My problems with Simon didn't start until after I met you. What the
hell do you and Tommy want from me?"

"To help us get rid of Simon."

"Why is that your job? Let the police or government do it."

"They don't have anything on him. You heard how they busted Al Capone
for tax evasion right? It'll take something like that to land Simon in
jail and call it a personal vendetta, but Cody was Tommy's brother after
all and Tommy blamed Simon for his brother's problems."

"So why are you involved?"

"Good old fashioned good versus evil I suppose. So can we count on
you?"

"I'm going to have to sleep on it. I'll let you know tomorrow."

"Ok, I'll see you tomorrow then. Pleasure hurry in your decision
though. It won't be long before Simon knows of your survival and sends Jack
after you again, so we need to get going quickly if you're going to help
us."

"Yeah yeah I know, my life is in danger. I don't know what to believe
anymore. Just come back tomorrow night and I'll let you know then.

Kristin kissed me on the forehead and hugged me gingerly. Getting up
she looked at me smiling once, and then left the room. If it wasn't for
the current circumstances she was just an absolutely adorable girl I
wouldn't mind dating, though perhaps she'd never have met me if not for the
current situation.

The doctor later came in and told me I was doing fine and that I could
leave in a few days. Kristin would be back tomorrow for my answer and I
needed to give her one. I couldn't sleep that night as my head raced with
the possibilities of the various actions I could take with my life now. If
I could somehow flee the country I'm sure Simon would spent the time and
effort to hunt me though I don't know the extent of his operations.
Kristin and Tommy seemed genuine about their ideas and efforts though
something just didn't strike me as right about them. Then there was
Natasha. I didn't know who she worked for if anybody, nor what she wanted
from me, and to top it all off she seemed sufficient in just hearing me say
"coke." She was the real mystery of the bunch, though she didn't seem as
threatening as the others.

That night I tried going to sleep around ten, but just couldn't. It
wasn't until almost eleven-thirty before I fell asleep, but then it was
only for about an hour. I had a very short nap and when I woke I looked at
the clock on the wall. It read twelve-twenty five. I sat awake in bed for
another twenty minutes before coming to a decision.

Checking a nearby set of cabinets I found my duffel bag and wallet. I
pulled some clothes from the bag and put them on leaving the hospital gown
on the bed. With my bag in hand and wallet in pocket I opened my room door
and looked out. The night staff was out and about, but they're weren't too
many of them and they seemed preoccupied with whatever it was they were
doing. Spotting a sign on a nearby wall I followed it to a second sign
where I then found the elevator. I took it down to ground level and peaked
out the doors. There was only a nurse at the front desk to get past. I
waited patiently for fifteen minutes trying to come up with something, but
she helped me by leaving. My chest hurting with each step I ran I made it
to the front sliding doors and out into the parking lot. I stopped
momentarily first to let my chest slow down and stop pounding so the
discomfort would go away, then stood there for a moment trying to figure
out how best to secure transportation.

"You probably shouldn't leave without your **********."

I quickly scanned the area looking for a source for the voice but found
none.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm getting off work," I
replied.

"Bull shit Travis. You're a patient leaving in the middle of the night
with gunshot wounds to the chest."

"Who are you?!? Show yourself?!?"

"Quiet down Travis, no need to get loud," Ali Larter said stepping out
from the shadows of some trees.

"Ok, now I've seen it all. Which group do you belong to and what cause
do you want me to help you fight?"

"I don't really belong-"

"You know what forget it. I'm tired of this shit," I said walking down
the parking lot towards the main road.

"Hey! Don't turn your back on me!" Ali shouted yanking me by the
shoulder.

"What do you want from me?"

"Just come with me, I have someone I want you to meet."

"And if I don't?"

"Things will get really pissy if we have to track you down again."

"Who's we?"

"Just come with me, your questions will be answered later."

I followed Ali to a red Ford Explorer and got in with her. We drove for
almost half an hour speeding down the freeways to the outskirts of San
Francisco. The buildings got few and far between and we were twenty
minutes outside of San Francisco, before Ali pulled into the parking lot of
a Motel 6.

"Motel 6?"

"You've got a problem with Motel 6?"

"Not really. It's a long story."

"So I've heard."

"Let's go inside."

We both got out of the s.u.v. and I followed Ali to a door on the third
floor. She knocked at room 316 and someone called out from the other side.

"Who is it?"

It was Kristin.

"It's me," Ali answered.

I heard the door unlocked and the door opened up.

"I believe you two have already met," Ali remarked.

"A few times. Hello Kristin."

"Travis. So what are you doing trying to sneak out of the hospital in
the middle of the night?"

"What do you mean? I can do whatever I want."

"Not if you're going to help Kristin's cause," Ali injected.

"That's what Tommy is for. Besides I never agreed to help her. I said
I would sleep on it. I thought that maybe when you found out I left the
hospital than you'd be able to figure out my answer."

"Tommy? He's one of Simon's guys," Ali said surprised by my comment.

"Hey Kristin you think maybe you could tell me what's going on, and give
me the truth this time. You said Tommy was out to avenge his brother's
death or something."

"Look come in and let's get this door shut. I don't like having it
open."

Ali and I entered Kristin's hotel room. It was the same standard room I
had had at the hotel I stayed in. The girls sat down on the bed and I sat
down in the chair near the table.

"Ok so can you give me some sort of truth now? I mean how do I know
you're not on Simon's side too?"

"Wouldn't she have killed you already?" Ali sneered almost as if she was
insulted.

"Calm down Ali, let me take care of this. He has a point. Look Travis,
what Tommy told you about Simon and Jack is true. However he is also
working for Simon, but he didn't say anything about it because he's been
trying to plan some way to get rid of Simon and take over. I've been
working with him as a double agent so to speak in hopes I that I could come
up with some way to get rid of him as well when the tries to get rid of
Simon."

"So why did you ask me to help you and Tommy if he's just as evil as
Simon?"

"Because if you knew too much it could compromise our situation," Ali
interjected.

"Ali please calm down."

"I'll be back. I can't stand here and take him acting like a retard,"
Ali grumbled before running from the room."

"What the hell is her problem?"

"I don't know she's been kind of moody lately. She might be on her
period."

"Wonderful."

"Travis I need you to focus for a minute. Look I know your real name is
Johnny and your sister is Melissa. I know she was killed in a drunk
driving accident, which you blamed yourself for and started you down your
road of cocaine, which is how you eventually ended up making acquaintances
with Cody, Jack, and Simon. You had Jack help you kill Cody which led you
here to California."

"How the fuck do you know all that?"

"I have my ways."

"Bullshit! Tell me how!"

"I don't know how much you really know about Simon, but having one of
his men killed doesn't go un-noticed on the street. It's just a matter of
spending the time and money to have you checked out. You could really help
me out if you wanted."

"Give me one good reason why I should help you?"

"Let me put it like this; Simon, Jack, and Tommy they are the bad guys.
We're the good guys. You stay with us you'll be fine."

"Not that I one hundred percent trust you, but how do I know that Ali
can be trusted?"

"Trust me, she can."

"Right. Whatever, you win."

"What? You mean that?"

"Yeah. I'll do what I can to help you for now, though if given reason
I'll take off in the future."

"Wow... Well thank you then, I-"

"Look I don't mean to interrupt, but can I use the restroom real quick?
I've got to go bad."

"Yeah sure."

In the bathroom I took care of business emptying out my bladder. I put
the seat and lid down and washed my hands. Once my hands were clean I sat
down on the toilet and began to think. I had given up on returning to a
normal life; after all I didn't have much to return to even if I had wanted
to. I wasn't too sure what Kristin was up to, but what the hell I thought.
I might as well go along for the ride. My chest still hurt and I should
probably still be in the hospital until I was released, but everything was
more or less fixed and if half of what Kristin was saying was true then I
really didn't want to wait around for Simon to show up.

"You ok in there?" Kristin asked me knocking on the door.

"Yeah I'm fine. I was just thinking about something. I'll be out in a
moment."

I went back to the sink and wet my hands again. I rubbed my face up and
down covering it with water and stared into the mirror. I didn't think
about anything, I just stared at my reflection. After a few moments I
picked up a towel and dried my hands and face. I threw the towel onto the
sink counter and looked into the mirror briefly once more, before leaving
the bathroom.

"You ok?" Kristin asked me looking almost concerned. "You were in there
awhile."

"Yeah I'm fine. Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

"Oh ok then, that's good. What were you thinking about in there?"

"What?"

"What were you thinking about? When I knocked on the door to check on
you you said you were thinking."

"Oh it was nothing. Sometimes I get a little mental and overthink
things."

"You don't have to help me if you don't want to."

"What makes you say that? I do want to, and even if I didn't it's not
like I'd have anything to return home to."

"Good then. I'm glad I can count on you. It's almost two a.m. and
I've got to be somewhere at two this afternoon, but before we go to bed..."

Kristin leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I was a bit taken
back by her sudden actions, but I returned the favor and kissed her back.

"I need to go get another room for me to sleep in."

"That won't be necessary," Kristin said kissing me again.

"Why not?" I started to breathe slowly.

"You can sleep in here."

"Where will you sleep?"

"In here."

"But-"

Kristin interrupted me pressing her lips to mine. I closed my eyes as
we kissed and I felt her tongue part my lips and squirm into my mouth. As
our tongues wrestled the room's door suddenly opened and shut. My eyes
shot open and I suddenly stepped back as Ali appeared behind Kristin.

"Don't let me interrupt," She smiled kissing Kristin. "What's going
on?"

"Travis has agreed to help us."

"That's great news. Look I'm sorry about earlier, I've just been out of
it the last few days."

"Yeah, Kristin's already explained that. No hard feelings for now."

"Good. Well it's five till two according to my watch so I should be
getting to bed. That's unless-"

"Unless what?"

Kristin and Ali looked at me smiling then looked at each other. They
embraced and locked lips for nearly a minute. Their bodies separated their
lips the last to part pulling their tongues from each other's mouths. Ali
lifted her shirt over her head and started to undress. Kristin walked
towards me sporting a devilish smile. We embraced and pressed our lips
together like she and Ali just had. When our mouths parted Kristin took
hold of my shirt and removed it for me. I smiled as she squatted and
started on my pants.

"So what's all this for?" I asked as my pants dropped to the floor and I
stepped from them.

"If you're going to be helping us then we should all be comfortable with
each other."

"No better way to get to know each other than a threesome eh?" I joked
as my Kristin freed my dick from the restraints of my underwear.

"Would it make you feel better then if we just said we were horny?" Ali
grinned lying back on the bed.

"Not really. I'd be more than willing to sleep with you two either
way."

"Good, now come here."

I climbed onto the bed crawling towards Ali. When we were face to face
I kissed her on the lips reaching down with my hand to fondle her left
breast. I felt her tongue jut into my mouth as I rolled her nipple over
between my index finger and thumb. I moved my head further down her body
stopping at her breasts as I took one in each hand. I worked them over
gently squeezing and massaging them. Ali gasped as I flicked my tongue
across her nipples and pulled up on them with my lips alternating left to
right, right to left. I started to go down between Ali's legs to eat her
out when I heard Kristin's voice to my front.

"What about me? Don't be so greedy Ali."

"I'm not. We were just waiting for you to finish undressing. We're we
Travis?"

"Yes indeed."

Kristin climbed onto the bed next to Ali where Ali preceded to lay
Kristin on her back and straddle her face. As Ali gently rocked back and
forth softly pushing her twat into Kristin's face, I spread Kristin's legs
apart burrowing my face beneath her bush. Kristin's body spasmed slightly
as my fingers spread her pussy lips and my tongue slithered inside. I
could hear Ali start to moan and pant.

I looked up and saw Ali leaning back with her hands on the bed. Her
eyes were closed and her mouth was open as small noises of pleasure
continued to leap from her mouth. I quickly flicked my tongue once over
Kristin's clit and brought my head up. I crawled over her body stopping
above her abdomen. With one hand I reached back and slipped two fingers
into Kristin's cunt sliding them in and out. As far as I could I leaned
forward kissing Ali on the neck. She responded with a smile turning her
head enough for our lips to meet.

"Turn around for me hon."

Ali did as she was asked and turned over getting into a sixty-nine
position with Kristin. I moved back a bit to give Ali room and she took my
prick deep into her mouth as she leaned forward. I grabbed her by the hair
and excitedly pushed into her mouth hitting her throat with my cock head.
Kristin moaned suddenly as her pussy split wide to accommodate Ali's
fingers. Kristin returned the favor and was quickly finger fucking Ali.

My dick grew and ached with pleasure as Ali slid her tongue up and down
my shaft stopping to tongue my balls when I deep throated her. An ever so
small amount of precum dripped from my prick as she licked the head.
Kristin groaned loudly for several seconds and Ali removed her fingers from
the girl's twat. I could definitely see Kristin's love juice as Ali
cleaned her fingers on my cock.

"I can see someone's excited and waiting for some action," I said
teasing Kristin.

"I'm not the only one who's wet," Kristin smugly replied raising her
hand showing me her sticky fingers. "Ali's not much of a screamer, but she
sure is a gusher."

"Hey, that only happened once!"

"Calm down you two, it's all good. Now how about both of you get on all
fours?"

I stood at the foot of the bed waiting as Ali and Kristin untangled and
did as I asked. With their lovely asses in the air Ali was on the left and
Kristin was on the right.

I stood between them feeling up their butts each with one hand. Neither
was heads and shoulders better than the other. Kristin's ass was small and
firm, while Ali's butt was curvier and had a bit more cushion to it. First
and foremost I'm a butt person through and through and I liked both that
were in front of me.

I started off first with Ali first slowly squeezing her ass cheeks
pushing them around as I found her love hole with my dick. My hands slid
to her waist and I really started to pump my cock into her pussy. I could
see Ali's ass jiggle with every thrust and she moaned loudly each time I
went in. Feeling left out Kristin started to finger herself as I played
with Ali. I switched partners and dipped my rod into Kristin's wet cavern.
She began to grunt loudly and I could feel her body spasm with each thrust.


Instead of waiting for my return Ali sat up and leaned over Kristin's
ass licking her butt crack up and down as I continued to vaginally fuck
Kristin. Ali spread Kreuk's ass cheeks and began tongue at her anus.
Kristin whined excitedly as both of her lower orifices were simultaneously
stimulated.

I pulled out and had both girls get off the bed so that I could get lay
down on my back. I then had Kristin straddle my lap my dick split her
pussy as she lowered down onto it. Ali got behind her and returned to
eating her butt as Kristin and I fucked. Kristin grew weary of Ali's
teasing and longed for more.

"Finger fuck my ass Ali, I need it!"

Ali was well ahead of Kristin and already fingering her bum by the time
she had finished her sentence. I could feel the body heat from Kristin
escape and her pussy start to twitch as things quickly escalated. My prick
ached and I wanted to come badly. Kristin's pussy was already squeezing
down on me and I wasn't sure how much more I could take.

"Kristin my cock hurts bad, I fixing to come!" I groaned almost waiting
for some sort of approval to orgasm.

"Not yet," She whispered seductively pulling Ali's finger from her anus
and climbing off me. "Stand up."

I stood up at the foot of the bed and both women crawled towards the end
as well. Each took part of my shaft in their hand and started to jack me
off taking turns sucking on my head. My dick started to really swell and
hurt and orgasm was, but a few seconds away.

"Oh god, I'm fixing to come!" I grunted as Kristin's lips were wrapped
around my member as I started to ejaculate in her mouth.

I feel back onto the bed when I emptied my load and went limp. Ali lay
down as well and I looked over to see Kristin crawling up her body. Ali
opened her mouth wide and licked her lips as she waited. Slowly Kristin
opened her mouth. I watched with perverted delighted as my cum fell from
Kristin's lips to Ali's waiting mouth. Ali moaned with a smile when all
was in and with one swallow took it all down. She smacked her lips loudly
then kissed Kristin.

"Well?" Ali asked turning and smiling at me.

"Well what? It was alright, but nothing spectacular," I replied.

"Nothing spectacular huh? You've got your standards up a little high,"
Kristin grinned.

We each took turns showering Ali, Kristin, then me. I was also the last
person to fall asleep. The three of us all slept in the one bed and
normally I'd say the bed was a bit small for three people, but this time I
wasn't going to complain.

I woke up later that day with sunshine bleeding through the thin motel
room curtains beating down on my face. I sat up on the edge of the bed and
noticed that I was alone in it. I rubbed my eyes clean of sleep and
stretched my arms behind me as I yawned. I then turned my head to the left
and saw Ali leaning against the chester drawers and Natasha sitting at the
table..

"Good morning Natasha, what can I do for you today?" I asked with a
half-cocked smile.

"It's more like good afternoon Travis. It's almost two forty-five," She
replied.

"Ok then. Good afternoon Natasha, what can I do for you today?"

"As you can probably tell Ali's working with me, and using Kristin just
like she's using Tommy."

"The thought had crossed my mind just now. And now that I think about
it I'd like to make sure I have this straight if you don't mind. Ali's
working with you, while she's using Kristen to get to me. But while
Kristin thinks she's working with Ali to get me on their side, she is using
Tommy who's trying to use me to possibly help him get rid of Simon and take
over. Am I right?"

"Yes, now shut up and let Nat finish!" Ali scowled.

"Ali, calm down!" Natasha shot back with an evil eye.

"Sorry," Ali mumbled.

"So what do you two want from me?"

"It's not us. It's her."

"Who's her?"

"Her is our leader. You'll learn her name in time should you earn the
right"

"Ok, so what does your leader want?"

"She wants you to help us."

"And if I refuse?"

"We'll return you to Simon for the reward money," Ali answered.

"What reward money?"

"The money he's put on your head."

"So why don't you just turn me over to him now?"

"Because she wants us to try and get you to help us."

"The choice is pretty easy I suppose. So what do you want me to do?"

"Nothing for now. Kristen should return about three thirty. When she
does tell her that Tommy doesn't like traitors and that she lucked out that
she wasn't here when Ali was kidnapped, but that she'll be next," Natasha
answered.

"The wheels are in motion and we've got things going. Kristin will most
likely try to take you up to Canada to stay with a friend. She's got a few
up there, but we have a good idea of where she's heading. Just go along
with whatever she does, and we'll do the rest," Ali added. "We've got a
few things to do before hand so we're going to take off. We'll see you
later."

Ali left the room and Natasha got up to follow behind her. I stopped
Natasha before she got outside.

"What is it?" She asked.

"What's Ali's problem? She was a bitch last night too."

The bare palm of Natasha's hand whipped around and slapped me in the
face. The sound of flesh on flesh rang loud.

"What the hell was that for???" I nearly screamed.

"Don't you ever talk about Ali like that again!" Natasha glared. "She's
got her reasons, so don't fucking talk about her like that again! Now just
stick to the plan!"

"Alright alright. Sorry."

I shut the door behind Natasha and rubbed my cheek. When the stinging
stopped I decided to take one more shower and figure out how I'd play this
when Kristin got back. I liked Kristin and all and her motivations seemed
real enough, but hell there wasn't anyway I was going back to Simon.

I was only in the shower for ten minutes and couldn't come up with
anything. As I finished dressing the motel door swung open and Kristin was
on the other side.

"Travis please tell me it didn't happen!" Kristin looked frantic.

"Tell you what didn't happen?"

"Ali! Where is she? What happened to her? I saw her in a car with
Natasha!"

"Look I don't know who Natasha is, but she showed up here today looking
for you and Ali. I tried to stop her, but she hit me. I pushed her and
she drew a gun. She told me to tell you you're lucky you weren't here,
because Tommy doesn't like traitors, but that you'd be next."

"Holy shit, were in so much shit! We've got to get out of her now!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Just grab your stuff and let's go! We don't have any time to spare!"

I grabbed my wallet and crammed my clothes back into my bag. Kristin
grabbed her things and we headed down towards the parking lot where we got
into her red Ford Explorer this time with no difficulty. I sat in silence
as we got onto the freeway and headed out of San Francisco. We drove for
nearly two hours in silence, before I broke it.

"So where are going?"

"Up to Canada. Ontario."

"Canada? What's up there?" I asked realizing what Ali said was indeed
happening.

"A friend of mine. We'll stay there for a bit, until I figure out what
to do about Tommy."

"Who's this friend?"

"Don't worry about it."

Great. First Ali was a bitch despite what Natasha thinks and now
Kristin is getting snappy with me. To hell with it I decided and I just
enjoyed the rest of the ride in quiet. It was nearly an hour before
Kristin would speak.

"Look about back there, I'm sorry. It's just that Ali was a good friend
of mine."

"What do you mean was? She's still alive."

"How do you know? Tommy's not one to be fucked with. When he gets
angry, you're in deep shit."

"So why did you ever start working with him and continue to do so after
you found out what he was like?"

"I can't explain my reasons right now. Just know that they're something
I hold near to me."

"I see. Trust me though I have a feeling that Ali will get out of this
ok."

"How do you know?"

"Just trust me ok?"

"Ok, ok. I'll trust you for now. Know that I trust you about as much
as you trust me ok?"

"That's fine with me, but back to Canada for a moment. How are we
crossing the border? Don't you need passports? Sometimes you do sometimes
you don't. I once knew somebody who crossed into Canada without one, but
when they tried to return they were held up. Anyway I took the liberty of
having some made up just in case something like this happened. They're in
my bag. I'll get them out the next time we stop. I thought Simon made you
one."

"He did, but somewhere between the shooting and now it got lost."

Minutes turned hours, hours turned into days. Kristin did indeed give
me my passport when we stopped for the first time. That stop and all the
rest of them only lasted for a few minutes just to give us enough time to
use the bathroom. We stopped in small towns staying in slightly rundown
hotels parking the truck away from the street if at all possible. The
drive was definitely a long one basically going from one side of the
country to the other. It was rather uneventful given the circumstances
surrounding our departure from California. We made it across the border
with no problem and eventually made it to our destination.

"Ottawa huh?" I said as we passed a city sign welcoming us. "How many
times have you been here before?"

"Just once last year to visit Alanis."

"That your friend we're meeting?"

"Yes she is."

"And how do you know her? We're talking about Alanis Morissette right?"

"That's the only Alanis I know. I meet her at one of her concerts on
her last tour and we hit it off I guess. Usually when we get together it's
back in the States, but right now circumstances don't necessarily allow
that."

"So does she fit into your plans for Tommy?"

"To a degree. She knows what I'm doing, and supports me, but she
doesn't get directly involved. She won't mind too much that we're showing
up unexpectedly. She's got a house on the outskirts of town that's a bit
aways from everyone."

"How long are we going to be up here? Ottawa looks like a nice town,
but I'm not a big fan of the cold."

"I'm not sure, we'll be pretty safe up here for a bit, so I've got some
time to think things through. Though I'm worried about Ali."

"I'm sure Ali will be fine. Just have faith."

The truck came to a stop at a stoplight and Kristin turned to me and
smiled before she leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

"Thanks, if you can keep hope up then so can I."

That was certainly odd. Nobody's ever talked about me like that before
and it depressed me too. Unless I was way off base Kristin was genuine
about the things she said and did and right now I just couldn't bring
myself to tell her the truth about Ali or that I would be taking off like I
was. Ah fuck, as long as I don't think about it I'll be fine. That's the
way I had always worked before. This time though it wasn't that simple.

"We're here," Kristin announced. I quickly returned from my thoughts
and looked up to see us sitting in a large oval driveway by the front door
of an even larger house.

"Nice house," I said.

"Don't get too used to it, I don't plan on being here any longer than I
have to and endangering Alanis as well."

"I thought you said it was safe here."

"It is, but there's always that chance. Let's go."

"Damn it's cold," I said getting out of the vehicle.

"Why didn't you put your jacket on?"

"Because it wasn't that cold. I said I didn't like the cold, not that I
couldn't handle it."

"Come on. We'll be inside in a minute.

We got out of the s.u.v. but instead of going to the front door we went
around back to the backdoor. There Kristin knocked three times on the wood
then knocked on the window.

"Scissors, Jell-O, or paper?" A voice called from the other side of the
door behind the curtains on the window.

"Neither. Mexico," Kristin answered.

The door swung open and Alanis stood on the other end.

"I've been expecting you," Alanis greeted us.

"I guess once Ali was taken word spread fast huh?" Kristin replied as we
walked into the house.

"Yes it did, and who- Are either of you hungry or thirsty?" Alanis
asked.

"I am," Kristin replied. I nodded my head yes.

"Good. Take him to the study and I'll have Michael prepare something
for you two."

I followed Kristin to the study which was filled with a lot of books and
musical instruments of various cultures. There was a desk at one end and a
table with four chairs at the other. In the middle of one of the walls was
a fireplace with a couch in front of it.

"Who's Michael?" I asked sitting down on the couch as one of Alanis'
staff came in and started a fire.

"Her cook," Kristin answered sitting down next to me. "Thanks for all
your help and sorry for the mess I've put you through."

"I haven't done anything yet, and I've been in worse situations before.
I was in pretty bad shape, the first time you met me remember? Don't worry
about it."

My hands were sitting in my lap and I felt Kristin's hands cover mine. I
turned to look at her and our eyes met. There was a bit of an awkward
silence and then we both leaned towards each other our lips meeting. My
guilt about Ali and Natasha suddenly rushed back into my head as my lips
wrestled with Kristin's. I desperately wanted to pull away and tell her
the truth. I began to panic as the idea that I was falling for Kristin
began to dawn on me.

"Am I interrupting something?" Alanis asked smiling as she leaned
against the back of the couch. Kristin and I quickly jerked apart.

"So what's for dinner tonight?" Kristin asked changing the subject.

"Chinese okay?" Alanis replied.

"Fine with me."

"What about you uh- We haven't been introduced yet. What's your name?"

"Travis and Chinese is fine."

"I need to go to the bathroom and freshen up," Kristin said getting up
from the couch.

"So how do you know Kristin?" I asked after the doors had shut behind
her.

"The same way she told you we met. I met her at one of my concerts and
we've been friends since. I could ask you the same thing."

"I met her during my lunch break at work one time awhile back. I'd tell
you more, but if you're curious I'd like her to tell you the story. Don't
take this the wrong way, but I don't trust you all that much nor did I
trust Ali."

"Considering your circumstances it's understandable."

Just then another of Alanis' house staff walked into the study.

"Ms. Morissette dinner will be ready for you and your guests in ten
minutes."

"Thank you Clark. Please show Travis here to the guest room one, then
bring him down to the dining room."

"What about Kristin?"

"I'll get her and bring her down to dinner myself. Oh and Clark when
you're finished with Travis take Ms. Kreuk's things to guest room two,"
Alanis said.

"Yes Ms. Morissette."

"I've got that sir," Clark said taking my bag from me as I picked it up.

I followed him back out of the study and through some hallways before
reaching a staircase. Clark and I went up and he showed me to my room.

"You'll be in here for the duration of your stay. Laundry is done every
other day, however if you set your clothing in the hamper now they'll be
washed for you before nightfall. Feel free to use this room as your own."

"Alright, thanks Clark."

"No, thank you Mr. Travis. May I have your last name please so I can
call you by something more proper?"

"Walker."

"Thank you then Mr. Walker. I'll be seeing more of you later then.
Now if you don't mind please follow me to the dining room. We can't keep
the others waiting."

"One moment please," I said as I basically dumped everything from my bag
into the hamper save for a few things like my wallet and the paperwork
Simon had made up for me.

When I finished I followed Clark back through the winding house to the
dining room. Neither Kristin nor Alanis had arrived so I sat down where
Clark had indicated. He asked if I'd like anything to drink and I was more
than happy when I found out Alanis had Amber Bock stocked.

"Hey Clark let me ask you something," I said stopping him before he left
the room.

"Yes, Mr. Walker?"

"Between you and me can she be trusted?"

"I don't know. I don't know Ms. Kreuk too well."

"No, I mean Alanis."

"For as long as I've known Ms. Morissette, she's always been a good
person respectful of others. She's very fond of Ms. Kreuk and worries
about what she gets involved in although she's not one to show it."

"Alright thanks then. That's a relief to hear."

"However, you should know Ms. Morissette does not quickly trust or take
a liking to strangers. She doesn't fully trust you right now and has done
her research on you. That is why we have Amber Bock stocked."

"I thought she didn't know my name."

"She knows a lot more about you than she's letting on."

"Yeah well why doesn't that surprise me?"

"Just stay on her good side, and if you're as good as Ms. Kreuk thinks
you are you'll be in Ms. Morissette's good graces soon. Ah, here they
come now."

The dining room doors opened and both women walked inside. Alanis sat
at the head of the table while I sat on one side of her and Kristin sat on
the other.

"Sorry we're so late. I spent a little more time in the ladies room
than I had planned," Kristin apologized.

"No problem at all. I just got here myself," I replied.

"See? He is a gentleman just like you were saying," Alanis said.

"A gentleman? So what other lies has Kristin told you about me?" I
asked joking.

"Well she went on and on about how excited she was having you help her
and that you were a really good guy, and that you've been quite helpful
since Ali's kidnapping. Mostly things like that. She was about to really
gush about you in the bathroom, but I had to pull her out so we could eat
while the food was still hot."

"Cut it out! I was not gushing!"

Kristin may not have gushed, but she was blushing now.

"It's all good," I said as the food was brought out and served. "The
food is here so let's eat. I'm starved."

It was hodge podge of things; spicy chicken, rice, egg rolls, and the
like. Michael certainly knew how to cook. The food was some of the best
Chinese I had ever eaten. We decided to stay in house and relax for the
rest of the day. I ate quietly and listened as Kristin and Alanis spent
most of dinner talking about current and old things and how we ended up in
Canada.

I excused myself because of sleep and left Alanis and Kristin in the
dining room. It was dark by the time I left and was taken back to my room.
I was pleasantly surprised to find that indeed all of my laundry had been
washed and was even in fact hung in the closet or folded neatly in the
dresser drawers. I found some of my old shorts I had brought with me and
changed into them. I looked out the window at the Ottawa skyline. I've
never looked at the skyline of any city before, but as I looked now I found
it peaceful almost. I looked around the room and found a clock on the
wall. It read nine fifteen. I might as well go to bed now and get a good
long sleep. It had been awhile since I had one and I wasn't too sure how
many more of them I'd have in the future.

As I laid in bed with my eyes closed and welcomed in sleep I heard a
knock at the door. Then I heard the door open and shut.

"Travis you still awake?"

It was Kristin.

"Yeah, what is it? Something wrong?"

"Do you mind if I turn on the light so I don't trip on anything?"

"Just a sec and I'll turn on the lamp."

"Thanks," Kristin said sitting down on the edge of the bed as I sat up.

"So what's up?"

"Look about tonight in the dining room... The stuff Alanis said..."

"What about it?"

"What she said was true. When she came and got me from the bathroom she
asked me about you. I told her what I thought and looking back on it I can
certainly see how it could be considered gushing."

"Don't worry about it. I like you too."

"You don't understand, I'm developing feelings for you."

"Well it's nice to know I'm not the only one getting like this," I
mumbled half under my breath half out loud.

"You mean...?"

"Yes, and it's been eating away at me."

"Why?"

"As much as I'd like to follow through on our feelings and see where it
goes, it just wouldn't be wise to do so. Right now we're on the run while
trying to find Ali. We have no idea what's going to happen from one day to
the next, and even if we got some semblance of a normal life back we're
from two different worlds."

"I guess then it's a relief that we think the same, though I disagree
with your last reason," Kristin replied half-smiling.

"Look, we're both tired. Let's get some sleep and we can talk about
this in the morning ok?"

"Ok."

I got up to hug Kristin and she kissed me on the cheek.

"I'll talk to you in the morning," I said smiling. "Get some sleep."

"You too," she replied.

After Kristin left the room I got back in bed and turned off the lamp.
We had some talking to do indeed. I lost consciousness and was finally
asleep. That was until I heard a knock, and the door open and close. I
reached for the lamp and called out to Kristin.

"What's wrong Kristin?" I asked as I flipped he light on.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see you."

It wasn't Kristin, it was Alanis.

"Ok, so what's up then?"

"You like Kristin don't you?" Alanis asked sitting on the edge of the
bed right next to me.

"Sure. She's a good girl and all. Who wouldn't?"

"No I mean really like her."

"What's this about? Can we talk about this in the morning?"

"I saw how you two were making out in the study, how you two stared at
each other at dinner even while she talked to me."

"Ok, and?"

"And I just wanted to see what all the fuss is about. I know what
Kristin's like. I fucked her the last time we got together so I know she's
good. I want to see if it's the same for you or if she's set her sights
too low."

Alanis ran her hand over the bed's quilt until she found my crotch and
gave it a squeeze.

"What're you doing?" I asked nearly jumping out of bed.

"My your feelings for Kristin must be strong."

"Feelings aside this is neither the time nor the place for this. I've
got a lot of shit going on right now."

"Like Ali and Natasha?"

That question stunned me and I sat there in silence for a moment.

"What did you say?" I asked still shocked.

"You heard me. I know you know Ali is fine and is double-crossing
Kristin. I know you've fucked Natasha who is working for Tommy who Kristin
is busy trying to take down. You're just waiting for Ali and Natasha to
show up and take you along for the ride."

"How the fuck do you know this?"

"It doesn't matter, because in the end Kristin will get what she wants.
With or without you."

"You wouldn't."

"Oh I would and don't you even think of testing me, because I will
expose you to Kristin and once again you'll be alone with Simon's bounty on
your head."

"What the hell do you want from me?"

"You know well what I want," Alanis said squeezing my crotch again.

"And I refuse?" I asked squirming.

"You know what'll happen. Besides I know you won't say no so get those
clothes off."

I got out of bed and begrudgingly started to undress while Alanis did
the same. Normally while the chance to become a starfucker would be one
I'd be willing to jump on, right now I just didn't want to fuck Alanis, but
she had me by the balls figuratively speaking. When we were both
completely nude Alanis got onto the bed and lay on her back.

"Eat me," she order glaring at me.

I got onto the foot of the bed and with her legs already spread apart I
ducked my head in as I started to lick at Alanis' pussy. I spread her lips
apart tracing my tongue around the outer edge of the hole. She brought her
hands to her chest and began to squeeze her tits mashing them together.
Alanis tweaked her nipples between her fingers and moaned slightly as my
tongued slithered up and down her slit occasionally darting inside.

"Give me your cock," Alanis ordered. I filled her demand and positioned
my body into a sixty-nine with her.

My dick jumped and I could feel it pulse as Alanis began stroking it
teasing it's head with her tongue. I lifted my tongue from her cunt and in
its place inserted two figures. My fingers started sliding in and out
while my tongue turned its attention Alanis' now puffy clit. I pressed and
licked her magic spot as my prick got sucked between her lips.

Alanis began to grunt and groan slurping hungrily on my dick as I
started to nibble on her clit. My two fingers continue to race in and out
of her moistening box as she started to get wet. Alanis tongue flicked her
tongue across my balls and precum dribbled out nearly becoming a full on
cum shot.

"Turn around," Alanis told me as she pulled my cock from her mouth.

I got myself turned back around and as I sat on my knees on the bed I
took Alanis' legs and flipped them over my shoulders. With my dick in hand
I guided it to her pussy. Slowly and surely I pushed the head between her
lips and spread them as I pushed myself all the way in.

"Good good, I can see why Kristin likes you so much. Maybe we can have
the same threesome you did with Ali."

With her comments ignored I quickly and deliberately thrust myself into
Alanis' twat hoping to get her off and end this charade now. Her insides
were still wet and I could see her love juice glistening on my shaft, but I
had no way of knowing what she felt other than the occasional moan. So it
was after a while of deep hard thrusting I found myself nearing orgasm none
the wiser of how she was feeling. My balls were banging hard against her
ass and I was reaching my boiling point. My dick hurt and I wanted to
come, but Alanis took my cock into her twat with just a smile on her face
and a few grunts leaving no other indication of an impending orgasm.

My body finally gave in and I started shooting sticky hot cum into her
pussy as I continued fucking her. I continued thrusting until I went limp
and had no choice but to pull out. I sat on the foot of the bed and
watched as Alanis started rubbing her clit furiously. She screamed and
moaned as her fingers quickly moved back and forth. Alanis screamed like a
banshee and I watched as her cuntal lips pulsed several times and squeezed
a mixture of her cum and mine out onto the bed.

"Travis! You bastard! How could you!"

I looked at the door and saw Kristin with a disgusted and horrified look
on her face. She took off running and I stumbled a bit getting my
underwear back and I started after her once I did. I could hear Alanis
laughing loudly as I ran after Kristin. There was nothing I could do and
was left on my knees at the front door of the house watching the red Ford
Explorer take off into the night. I sat there for a few minutes trying to
come up with some sort of good reason to destroy what I had and came up
with nothing. I stood up and without thinking reared back and punched the
door.

I didn't wake up screaming, I wasn't in a cold sweat, I still had my
clothes on, and I didn't sit up in bed either. Instead my eyes opened
normally and I reached over and turned on the lamp. Another fucking dream.
I was good at having those it seemed.

I got out of bed and dressed into something more suitable for the
outdoors. Without a thought I grabbed my clothes and all my things and
shoved them into my bag. It took me awhile but I eventually found my way
to the back door where Kristin and I had entered through. Someone still
had to have been up, because the alarm was off. I left the house and began
walking towards the street. When I was at the edge of the asphalt I
noticed a non-descript car on the other side of the road.

"Great, who is this now?" I wondered out load. I was really starting to
hate cars.

"Why don't you get into the car and we can talk?"

I turned around and saw Mandy Moore standing behind me with her current
dark bruenette dye job.

"Let me guess, you're with Ali and Natasha right?"

"You could say that, or more appropriately you could say we're with
them."

"Who's 'them'?"

"Let's get in the car first and I'll explain it to you once we get
going."

"Right..."

Mandy and I crossed the street and got into the car. I started up
conversation as we rolled into drive.

"So where are we going?"

"To the Hive."

"The Hive? Sounds rather cheesy doesn't it?"

"You'll understand once we get there. If all goes well eventually
you'll get to meet 'her'."

"Is this the same her, that Natasha mentioned?"

"Yes it is. She'd like to meet you once you've proven yourself."

"How did you know I'd be leaving in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't. I was sent to follow you just in case. Besides you did it
at the hospital."

"Right. So where exactly is the Hive located?"

"Deep in the heart of Texas. San Antonio to be exact."

"Why the hell is it down there?"

"Because that's where she wanted it."

"Ok, so how did you get involved in the Hive?"

"You ask too many questions. You'll be told what you need to know once
we get there."

"Alright fine," I grumbled. "So what's a girl like you doing following
a guy like me into Canada?"

"You're pushing it Travis."

"Ok, ok. I'll stop, but I just have one last question."

"What is it?"

"What's Ali's problem? She's been rather snippy everytime I've been
around her and why the hell did Natasha slap me when I called Ali a bitch?"

Mandy slammed on the brakes and the car screeched to a halt.

"I'll warn you now. When we get to the Hive I would seriously consider
dropping bitch from your vocabulary. As for Ali blame it on her being
testy around new people she doesn't trust."

The car started back up and as we headed back for the border my thoughts
returned briefly back to Kristin. I shook head free of them, not wanting
to deal with the guilt of deceiving her like I have or running out on her
in the middle of the night.

"There's a knob on the side of the seat that you can use to lay the seat
back. Get some sleep now because it's going to be a long road trip and I'm
not driving it all."

"Why don't we just take a plane?"

"To keep you out of sight. Simon and his goons are still looking for
you, though that'll be taken care of soon enough."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing. Now get some sleep."

[davesmistress]

The following story is purely a work of fiction of a sexual nature. If
you're not of age, it's illegal to view such material in your community,
etc. then stop right now and go away.

Archive and distribute freely as you please as long as the story goes
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Travis Walker : Ch. 3 - 24 Hours of Sex and Violence
by: turc443
(jjdak@hotmail.com)
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"Hey Travis wake up!" Mandy said shaking my shoulder. "We're here."

I yawned opening my eyes and quickly shut them hiding them from a bright
light. I sat up in the car seat rubbing my eyes before trying to open them
again. I looked around taking in my surroundings. Mandy and I were
sitting in her car in the parking lot of yet another Motel 6.

"Where are we?"

"Dallas."

"I thought we were going to San Antonio?"

"We are, but not quite yet. I've got a few things to take care off so
we're going to make stop here for a day or so."

"So what will I be doing while you're taking care of your business?"

"You like basketball?"

"It's alright. I don't watch it regularly, but I follow it when I can.
Why?"

"You want to go to the Dallas/Portland game tonight? I've got
courtside."

"Courtside? How'd you manage that?"

"You can thank 'her' for it."

"'Her' huh?"

"Yeah, and if all goes well and you get into her good graces you can
expect more things like that."

"So when do I get to met and charm her with my youthful charisma?"

Mandy laughed at my question. "Youthful charisma? You're mighty high
on yourself. You'll get to meet her when the time is right."

"Yeah yeah so I've been told. So what do you refer to your leader as
besides her?"

"For now just call her R."

"R? So does she create high tech gadgets and help spies fight the bad
guys?"

"Of course not, this isn't a movie."

"I know, I know," I said reaching my arms behind the seat stretching
them. "I've been out of it for awhile now. It's all been so surreal
almost since I've left St. Louis."

"Well come on. Let's check in first, then we can go shopping for some
new threads for you?"

"Clothes? What's wrong with my clothes?"

"How much money do you have left??

"Enough."

"Good."

"You never answered my question. What do I need clothes for? What's
wrong with what I got?"

"For starters you need to be looking good if you're going to meet R.
I'd rather get the clothes now, because we're not stopping once we leave
Dallas and once we get to San Antonio we're heading straight for the Hive.
Besides, if nothing else we'll be courtside at the game. I don't want you
looking poor while you're down there."

"Doing things for all the right reasons," I replied sarcastically.

"Right and I'm sure you'd help any of us out if we were ugly or weren't
celebrities."

"Celebrity or not I'd still help you out if you were hot, though maybe
not to the extent of getting into a car and coming to Texas with you."

"Why doesn't that surprise me about you? Perhaps Renee was wrong about
you."

"Renee is it? I wonder which one it is..."

"Shit! You didn't hear me say that!"

"I didn't?"

"No you didn't."

"Why not?"

"Because nobody's supposed to know anything until they've been accepted
into the Hive."

"I've got a pretty good memory. What do you have to help me forget?"

"What are you talking about?"

"This..." I whispered reaching my hand across the car seat rubbing
Mandy's thigh.

Her slap hurt as much as Natasha's did.

"Get out!"

"What?"

"Get the fuck out! Now!"

"Hey Mandy calm down!"

"Jesus Christ what was she thinking wanting us to bring you in," Mandy
muttered reaching for her cell phone.

As she flipped it open I grabbed her hand and closed it.

"What are you doing?!? Let go!"

"Hey calm down! I was only fucking kidding!"

"Bullshit!"

"Jesus Christ you people are so anal! I'm really starting to think that
maybe I'll just take my chances on the streets with Simon. God damn. I
really don't give a shit either way what your rules are. If you want me to
call her R I'll freakin' call her R."

Mandy raised an eyebrow as she looked at me.

"I'm serious. I was just kidding. I'll call her R. Roadtrips make me
a little wacky sometimes."

"Alright, I'll believe you for now. Wait here while I check in."

While Mandy was gone I got out of the car and walked around a bit
stretching trying to work the stiffness from my body. Dusk was coming
early today I noticed leaning against the trunk of the car. I had never
been to Dallas before and it looked like most other cities. Mandy returned
fifteen minutes later with a key.

"Alright Travis were in room 110, it's right around the corner there.
Since you're the new guy you get to sleep on the floor."

"The floor? Why didn't you get a two occupancy room?"

"Because they were out."

"So why don't I sleep on the bed and you can sleep on the floor?"

"Because I said so."

"Right."

Mandy disappeared while I carried our things into the hotel room. When
the last of it was in, I made a pit stop in the bathroom. While I was in
there I heard the door shut.

"I got us a paper," Mandy shouted from the other side of the bathroom
door.

I zipped up, washed my hands, and left the bathroom.

"What do we need a paper for? I don't read them."

"You might want to read this," Mandy replied tossing me the front page.

"Brother of slain dealer killed in massive factory fire," the headline
read. I skimmed through most of the story to pick up the important pieces
of info. According to the paper Tommy Jefferson was accidentally killed in
a massive factory fire in a business district out in San Francisco.

"So who killed him?" I asked.

"I don't know, it wasn't us though."

"Weren't you the one who said that the problem with Simon and his people
would be soon taken care of?"

"Yes I said that, but none of our people killed him."

"And how do you know that?"

"Because it goes against the rules."

"The rules? Rules are meant to be broken. There's always a bad seed
out there who walks on the other side of the line."

"Travis listen to me, nobody from the Hive killed Tommy. Very, and I
mean very, rarely does R set up hits on people. She only does that in
extreme cases. Our job is to keep the peace and stop lunatics from doing
shit to harm others. We're not about killing."

"So what happens if Simon or Jack or whoever sneaks up on you with a gun
and is getting ready to kill you?"

"That's different. That's self-defense. Look Tommy's dead ok? He's
out of the way and the other two left are Simon and Jack."

"What about others in Simon's organization? Won't they just take over?"

"Doubtful, most of them are greedy cowards with no leadership abilities.
Someone might be able to set up a small operation, but there'd be too much
infighting with each other making them easy targets to take down. Anyway,
right now we've got some time to kill, so let's just get you some new
clothes and go to the game."

Mandy and I left the hotel room and headed for her car. As we got
inside and shut our doors her cell phone rang. I put my seatbelt on as
Mandy answered.

"Hello?"

"Sure thing, what's going on?"

"Please tell me you're kidding."

"We're sitting in my car right now. He's next to me. Want me to put
him on?"

"Yeah, I'll let him know and he'll be out there tonight.."

Mandy flipped her phone shut and looked out the windshield with a look
of concern on her face.

"What's going on I asked?"

"Like I said our job is not to kill, but apparently Simon thinks
otherwise."

"What do you mean? What's going on?"

"There's not much time to explain. You're flying out to Kentucky
tonight and there you'll meet one of our agents. She'll explain in more
detail what is going on."

"Who am I meeting and why Kentucky?"

"Look don't ask too many questions right now. There's a plane waiting
for you. Get on it and get to Kentucky."

"What are you going to do?"

"I've got to get to San Antonio. There's urgent business I've got to
take care of."

We loaded our things back into the car and Mandy and I got back on the
main road and headed towards the suburbs of Dallas. Forty-five miles
outside of town we came upon a private airfield. There wasn't too much
from what I could see and I didn't find a sign anywhere.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"At an airfield."

"But it's unmarked and in the middle of nowhere."

"Don't worry about it."

Mandy pulled the car to a stop in front of the main building and turned
to speak to me.

"Look Travis, consider this a test run. You pass this, and you'll be
that much closer to meeting R and being accepted as part of the Hive. If
you blow this we'll take care of the situation ourselves, but let's not let
it get to that. Go inside and let them know you're here and you'll be
taken to the plane. It's six now, so you should be getting to Kentucky by
ten at the latest."

I retrieved my bag from the back seat and open the door to get out. As
I was leaning to get out Mandy grabbed my shoulder and stopped.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing, just good luck Travis." Mandy kissed me on the check.

"What was that for?"

"Nothing really. I'm sorry about ealier."

"You never know, I could still be an asshole."

"I'm somehow doubt that. Not a complete asshole anyway."

I kissed Mandy back on the cheek and got out of the car. Walking into
the main building I turned and saw Mandy driving away. I walked into the
building and talked to an elderly lady sitting at the front desk.

"Don't open this until you get to Kentucky," She said handing me a small
wrapped package.

"What is this?"

"Follow me."

The woman got up from her desk and walked through a set of double doors
into a hallway. At the very end was a hangar with numerous small personal
planes. At that moment a man dressed in khakis and a Hawaiian style shirt
appeared behind us.

"Is this the one?" He asked.

"Yes it is," the woman replied.

"Travis this is the pilot William. He'll be flying you to Kentucky
tonight."

"So are we ready? The sooner we leave the sooner we get there."

I nodded yes and William and I boarded a small Cessna in the far corner
of the hangar. We got into the plane and it rumbled to life rolling out
onto the runway. Within minutes we were in the air, and with the sky black
and nothing to do but wait I feel asleep on the plane.

I woke up without opening my eyes, but I reached up to rubbed them. As
I started to stretch and my eyes opened I could hear a man and a woman
talking. We were on the ground inside another hanger and the voices were
coming from outside the plane.

"Thank you William for getting him here so fast. We have a long couple
of days of us it seems."

"No problem Jeri, it's always a pleasure to help you out when I can."
William poked his head through the plane's doorway and made eye contact
with me. "Good you're awake Travis. We're here so grab your stuff and get
out here."

I grabbed the package from the seat next to me and stuffed it into the
bag, which was lying on the floor. With the bag in hand I stepped from the
plane. I initially looked to my left and saw William.

"So where are we exactly?" I asked.

"Louisville," A voice behind me answered. I turned and looked at Jeri
Ryan for a bit, then spoke. "So what am I doing out here?"

"There's not a lot to do around here, but if you would stay around for a
couple of days William while we try to get our situation settled," Jeri
said to William.

"No problem."

"Good now you come with me," Jeri said placing an arm on my shoulder as
we walked outside. We climbed into a Jeep Cherokee and started down a dirt
road. As I looked back I noticed that the airfield was as non-descript as
the one in Dallas.

"Surprised to see me?" Jeri asked as I turned back around to face the
front.

"Not really."

"Oh? And why is that?"

"After what I've seen and been through so far, nothing surprises me
anymore. So why exactly am I here?"

"Let me start from the beginning. I retired from the more involved
covert operations a few years ago."

"Why?"

"Let's just call it personal reasons. Let me finish and you can ask
questions then. Anyway now I spend my time here in Kentucky training new
classes of agents. You've heard about Tommy Jefferson's death right?"

"Yeah, what's going on? Mandy wouldn't tell me anything."

"But she did tell you we don't kill unless it's under extreme
circumstances right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"Well Simon, doesn't seem to think that's true so he had someone from
his organization kidnap Hilary, our top trainee in the current class."

"So what does Simon want with her? Why didn't he have anyone else
kidnapped?"

"Right now Jack's holding her hostage. Simon's pissed off about Tommy,
and when Hilary was kidnapped she was taken from a grocery store. It was
early in the morning and almost nobody was at there except for a few
employees. Before any of them could call or do anything the car she was in
was already bolting down the street. At the customer service counter a
letter was found demanding you be handed over to Jack in exchange for
Hilary or she would be killed followed by the rest of us one at a time.
Did you get the package in Dallas?"

"The one from the lady at the airport?"

"Yeah, open it."

I removed the package from my bag and tore the wrapping off. Opening
the box I raised an eyebrow as I found a handgun and several magazines
snuggled inside.

"What is this?" I asked removing the gun from the box looking it over.

"A 380 Comp Pistol with laser."

"Why do I have it I mean? I thought you said you don't kill anyone
unless it's under extreme circumstances."

"We don't, but real or not nobody threatens one of our own and gets away
with it. And if Jack lays a hand on Hilary... You've dealt with Simon's
people before, I'm sure you haven't forgotten when you were shot do you?"

"..."

"That's what I thought. It's for your own protection ok?"

"So what's the plan?"

"Tomorrow, I'm driving you to Louisville International and you're flying
to St. Louis where-"

"St. Louis?? Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not. Look, you didn't hear me say this, but I think we've got
a mole in the Hive."

"Why do you say that?"

"Yesterday another letter showed up at the customer service desk at the
same grocery store Hilary was kidnapped from. It demanded that you fly to
St. Louis on the third which is tomorrow, where someone named Max will
find you. That name sound familiar?"

"Nobody I know."

"None of our data on Simon had anything on a Max either. Back to the
plan though. Whoever this Max is is going to set up a meeting between you
and Jack. I can't tell you anything beyond that, but to be careful and try
and find out where Hilary is being held and rescue her. We'll get involved
if we have too, but R wants to see how good you are."

"Not to put a damper on things, but Mandy called this a test run and
here I'm finding out I'm being thrown in a life and death situation
essentially. If I get through this I'd only be a step closer to meeting R?
Would I have to overthrow the Chinese government to meet her?"

"Calm down Travis it's not Mandy's fault, the details she was given were
sketchy at best."

"Fine, but how am I going to get a gun past security?"

"We've develop a gun case that looks like a book when scanned by an
x-ray machine. You'll have one for your gun and ammunition. Look we
here," Jeri said turning onto a dirt road that led to a very large ranch
house in the distance.

After a few more minutes of driving Jeri pressed the button on her
garage door opener that was clipped to the sun visor and parked the
Cherokee in the garage. She pressed the button on her opener again and the
door shut behind us. I put the gun back into the box and shoved the box
back into my bag. With my bag in hand I followed Jeri into the house

"Follow me," Jeri said climbing the stairs that lead to the main floor
of her ranch house. "You'll get some sleep tonight then first thing
tomorrow you'll fly to St. Louis."

"Where do all the trainees stay when you're training them?"

"They stay here in the guest rooms. We only have sessions when we find
candidates who could potentially help us as agents. Right now there's only
two students, Hilary's one and the other is Elisha."

"Why is your home base in Texas and the training facility out here in
Kentucky?"

"I already had this land when I joined the Hive. Why procure more land
when this is readily available? Besides R wants some room between the two
facilities just in case."

"So how's Elisha taking Hilary's kidnapping?"

"It's been somewhat hard on her not being able to do much. The two of
them have become such good friends since they're the only two here."

"What time is it?"

"Almost midnight."

"Where'd the last two hours go? Mandy said I'd get here not later than
ten."

"It's like they say, shit happens and you got here at ten fifteen.
Where you slept for another hour in the plane and the ride from the
airfield to here is about half an hour."

"Oh crap..." I muttered to myself.

"I know you probably can't right now, but try to get some sleep.
Tomorrow's looking like it'll be an exhausting day. If you're going to
stay up though, please keep it down. I'd rather not have Elisha know
you're here."

"Sure, no problem."

"Well this is your room," Jeri announced stopping in front of a door.
"I'm sorry that there's no tv or radio or anything. I try to keep the
distractions to a minimum."

"That's fine, I've got some things to sort out before tomorrow anyways."

"You're not having second thoughts are you?"

"Oh, no. It's something else not related to any of this."

"Alright then. I'll see you in the morning to drive you to the airport,
but I'll say this now. Good luck Travis," Jeri whispered kissing me on the
cheek. She turned around and walked back down the hall and I lost her in
the darkness of the house that fell outside the realm of the hallway light.


I flipped the light on in my room as I entered. I emptied out my
pockets onto the dresser. My wallet landed with a thud and through some
unseen force I opened my wallet and looked inside. I looked for something
that I knew wasn't there. It was in a trash can in a room at a Motel 6 in
San Francisco that would get emptied out by house keeping and end up in a
dump somewhere. The paper with Kristin's number on it was already mulch by
now. Besides the chances of her going back to San Francisco and using that
number again were next to nothing.

I started to reach for the light switch to turn off the light, but I
stopped. I removed the box from my bag and took the handgun out. I loaded
one clip into it put the safety on and slid the gun under the bed. Then I
turned the light off and fell onto the bed still in my shirt and pants.
Falling asleep again was surprisingly easy. Perhaps I needed the sleep
more than I thought.

It was the staying asleep that proved hard. I woke up to footsteps
outside my door. Then they stopped. I looked around the room for a
digital clock and found one on the nightstand. It was almost 1 am. I
could hear the door creak as the doorknob was turned and the door was
pushed open. I reached under my bed for the gun and found it. I released
the safety and brought the weapon bedside. When the light from the hallway
light trickled into my room revealing the human form coming towards me I
immediately raised my gun and aimed it at the head shaped shadow at the top
of the body.

"I would stop right there if I were you."

"Put the gun down Travis. I'm one of Jeri's students and I didn't mean
to startle. I just wanted to talk to you."

"Who are you and how do you know my name?"

"My name's Elisha. Will you please put the gun down?"

"Well Elisha, how are you ever going to become an agent if you get
bothered that easily by guns?"

"Guns don't bother me, it's when the person holding it is a wild card as
to what'll they'll do with it that bothers me."

"Shut the door and stand still," I told Elisha as I reached to turn the
nightstand lamp on.

I immediately recognized the girl as being Elisha Cuthbert, though I
only knew that because of the guys I used to work with at Best Buy. She
was definitely a looker. Elisha was wearing a pair of Joe Boxer shorts and
a Mickey Mouse t-shirt that just came down to her belly. She turned to
shut the door and when it was closed she turned back towards me.

"So is everyone involved with the Hive a celebrity?"

"There's only a handful of us, but I'm not a member yet and you're not a
celebrity."

"I'm not a member."

"Not yet anyways. If R accepts you you'll be the first male agent."

"Hooray for men's lib I guess. You never answered my question. How do
you know my name?"

"I heard it while Jeri was talking on the phone to one of the other
agents. They both talked highly of you, like you were a superhero or
something. And I also heard you two talking out in the hall earlier
tonight."

I laughed at that remark.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing," I smiled.

"What? What's so funny?"

"I'm a headcase living a fucked up life about to try and rescue someone
I don't even know."

"You know where Hilary is?" Elisha said her face lighting up.

"Oh crap..." I mumbled. "I'm going to lend my help and help try to find
Hilary. I don't know anymore than you do."

"But if you don't know anything then how are you going to help?"

"I had a friend in a similar situation before. Look I don't think this
is anything anyone in the Hive wants me talking to you about. Anyways,
what are you doing here? I've got to get up in a couple of hours."

"I really wanted to see you before you left, just in case I never got
the chance again. Jeri's real big on you and thinks you'll do some good
for us. I just wanted to see what got her so worked up."

"So you've found me. Satisfied with what you've seen? Now please I
need to get some sleep."

"Right. Sorry for disturbing you Travis, though try not to be so
uptight and hostile in the future."

"You woke me up at one in the morning, how else am I suppose to react?"

"I'm leaving now. Again I'm sorry for the disturbance." Elisha reached
for the door and began to turn the knob.

"Look Elisha before you go, I'm sorry for just now. It's been one of
those weeks and one of those months really. Sorry for snapping at you."

"Don't worry about it, I wouldn't be much better if I had been through
what you have. Anyways, you need your sleep so I'm going. Good luck
tomorrow."

"Just one more thing Elisha?"

"What is it?"

"This Hilary girl, who is she to you and who are the rest of the Hive
agents?"

"As far as Hive agents go they include Ali, Natasha, Jeri, Mandy, and R.
Hilary and I would be next if we passed the training session. Everyone
from the last four sessions have all failed. They get injected with some
sort of chemical so they forget everything about the Hive. As far as
Hilary goes have you ever heard of Lizzie McGuire? The tv show on the
Disney channel?"

"I'm afraid not. I never really watched much tv, and the only reason I
know who you are is because I used to work with some guys who were really
hot for you."

"Anyway, that's Hilary Duff and I've met her a few times at various
Hollywood functions, but when we met her two months ago we hit it off I
guess you could say and became friends."

"I see... So let me get this straight Hilary who is what sixteen is
doing better than you? You're getting beat out by someone four or five
years younger than you?"

"She's young the but the girl's a natural."

"I've seen stranger things happen I suppose. Look, don't worry about
Hilary. I'll bring her back safe and sound. Just don't tell anyone I said
anything to you. I don't want anyone getting into trouble for talking
about things they aren't supposed to."

"Thank you Travis," Elisha replied smiling broadly. "You may have your
quirks and off days, but you're a good guy somewhere in there." Elisha
smiled again an ever so slight giggle leaving her mouth. "Well good night,
and good luck."

"Elisha seems like a nice girl," I thought to myself as she left the
room. I placed the gun back underneath the bed and turned off the light.
Minutes later I was back asleep.

My body was shaking a voice was calling my name as the dim light from
the nightstand light shined in my face.

"Travis, wake up! We've got to get you ready to go. You're leaving for
St. Louis in a few hours," Jeri said shaking me by my shoulders.

"What time is it?" I asked rubbing my eyes as I sat up in bed.

"Eight o'clock. You're flight leaves at ten."

"Ok, give me five more minutes to sleep and I'll get up."

"You've got to be at the airport by nine to check in, and it takes
twenty minutes to get there."

"Alright I'll get up now then," I said yawning. I picked up my bag.
"Do I have time to take a shower at least?"

"Yeah that's fine as long as we can leave by twenty till."

"I'll be done in fifteen. Let's stop for breakfast somewhere."

"As long as you don't mind drive-thru."

"Not a problem."

"Alright then, whenever you're ready to leave I'll be in the kitchen.
The bathroom is the first door on your left."

Jeri left the room and I dug through my bag for some clothes. I found
some blue jeans and a beat up Tennessee Titans shirt. With that and fresh
underwear in hand I walked into the bathroom to shower. The bathroom was
pretty standard with the shower on the left side of the room with racks of
towels to its left as you faced in and the toilet and sink on the right
side of the bathroom. The shower was the standard rectangular tub that sat
in the corner of two of the bathroom's walls and had a shower curtain that
formed a backward "L" shape when completely closed. The showerhead was at
the end of the tub that sat against the wall.

The curtain closed and the water blasting I ran my hands through my hair
as I lathered the shampoo into it. Some dribbled down into my eye and
stung a bit until I washed it out. The shampoo was swept from my hair by
my hands and the running water. I reached for the soap and began to lather
my hands with it. I started first soaping my chest and arms before having
to re-lather my hands. I got my stomach and legs clean and lathered my
hands one last time to clean my butt and groin. I reached down to wash the
soap away from my groin, but my hands were beat to it by another set. I
quickly turned my head and behind me with the curtain open leaning over the
tub was Jeri.

"What-"

"Hold on, you missed a spot," she said giving my cock a long firm
stroke. My crotch jumped at her touch and my knees almost buckled. "You
ok?"

"Yeah... I'm fine. I guess I wasn't expecting to see you in here."

"Well as far as that goes, I ran into Elisha in the hall after she left
your room. She said from the conversation she had with you that you were
confident you could get Hilary back and she felt secure and hopeful that
you were involved. And although I'd rather you've not told her any of that
I suppose it was inevitable it would happen. She's a curious girl."

"And that has what to do with why you're in here?"

"I don't know really. Do I need a reason to be here?"

"No."

"Ok then."

Jeri climbed into the shower behind me. My backside was still to her
and her hands stroked up and down my chest and abdomen as the warm water
continued to splash down onto me. Jeri moved to my other side and got
between me and the water.

"I can never get my back completely clean when I shower. Would you
mind?" She asked her head half-turned and smiling.

Soap in hand I lathered my hands up and started by rubbing my hands
gently up and down Jeri's back. Her skin was very smooth and looked nice.
When her back was nice and soaped up I started to lather my hands again,
but stopped. I stared down at Jeri's ass admiring it as some of the water
slid down her back and to her but wetting it. I broke my thought and my
soapy hands reached under Jeri's arms to her front side. I firmly grabbed
a breast in each hand soaping it up then running my hands down her belly.
Her front was a smooth as her back. Thirty-something perfection.

"You didn't wash the lower part of my front or back," Jeri smiled as my
eyes returned to her ass.

"I know," I said rinsing off the little soap that was left on my hands
with the shower water that fell from her body.

I squatted behind Jeri in the bathtub gently running hands up and down
her soft squeezable toned rearend.

"You've got such a gentle touch," Jeri cooed as my hands squeezed and
massaged her butt cheeks. "Oh my... That's nice..."

With a cheek in each hand I spread apart Jeri's ass lavishing her
butthole with my tongue. My tongue slid up and down her crack, stopping to
push inward, my hands continuing to fondle her ass. Jeri gasped as I
slowly inserted my left index finger into her anus. I moved my face a bit
closer between her legs until her twat was in view. I teased her slit
licking my tongue along the outer edges of her love box. With one hand
against the shower wall Jeri reached down rubbing herself. As her fingers
continued to stimulate her clit I darted my tongue into her pussy. Jeri
moaned in excited surprise as I pumped my finger into her bum and ate her
pussy.

"Oh god..." She moaned one arm pressed against the wall her head resting
on it. The shower water hit Jeri in the back and rolled down her body.

With the slight lubrication the water provided I tried pushing my middle
finger into her anus. Slowly but surely it slid inside Jeri whining as the
second finger stretched her asshole. I moved my head directly between her
legs and looked up. Jeri's wanting pussy was in front of me her breasts
hanging further up. I swatted her hand out of the way and furiously began
to repeatedly slidd my thumb over her clit as my tongue slipped and slided
it's way in and around her pussy lips. Jeri was starting to moan more
frequently and they were getting louder. I could taste her girl cum start
to trickle out of her pussy onto my tongue.

I pulled my fingers from her butt and stood up waiting for her to turn
around. Jeri smiled doing so and her left hand had a sexual itch it needed
to work out by sliding back down between her legs. Without a word she
lowered to her knees grabbing my throbbing cock with her right hand. With
the youthful exuberance of a teenager Jeri teased my cock licking all
around the head, but never taking it into her mouth. She even kissed my
prick wrapping her tongue around its shaft like a snake, but still no
entrance.

Jeri's hand began to slowly stroke my member up and down as she tongued
my balls. My penis ached and I thought I was nearing orgasm already. I
could just make out her hand quickly fingering her cunt as I looked down at
her. Suddenly Jeri's mouth wrapped around my dick and began to bob back
and forth over it. My dick quivered at the mere touch of her lips. It was
exciting to watch as my shaft pumped in and out of Jeri's mouth with her
smiling and happily taking it in.

With a loud pop my cock escaped Jeri's mouth and she hungrily licked at
her lips with the look of the devil in her eyes. She stood up in the tub
letting the water hit her in the face. Jeri ran her hands over her face
and head and then place them against the wall. With her butt sticking out
I ran my hands up and down each of Jeri's cheeks squeezing them. Then my
hands slid up her body coming to a rest on her hips. My stiff cock found
it's way to Jeri's love canal and slowly pushed in. She grunted and I
gasped as my organ split her lips and buried itself deep inside her folds.
With heavy breathing leaping from Jeri's and my lips I withdrew my cock
only to stuff it back in. Jeri's body heaved and she moaned louder with
every thrust. My prick strained and pulsed with every jab into her cunt.

I couldn't take it anymore. My cock succumbed to the pleasures of
orgasm spraying my cum deep into Jeri's twat. Although she didn't orgasm
at first Jeri's snatch squeezed down on my dick even as it went limp trying
to squeeze every last drop from my organ. When her pussy seemed to have
its fill Jeri's floodgates opened and her ejaculate came spilling out onto
my prick.

Jeri was leaning against the wall and I was almost leaning on her as we
regained our composure. With the shower still running we were able to
quickly clean ourselves before stepping out to dry off. As I pulled my
underwear up my ears perked up at a sound.

"Did you hear that?" I asked Jeri as she robed herself.

"Hear what?"

"I thought I heard something in the hall. Elisha's not up is she?"

"I doubt it. She's a heavy sleeper and Hilary or I usually have to wake
her upin the morning, but I'll check it out on my way back to my room."

"Nevermind then. If you're not concerned then neither am I."

Jeri left the bathroom for her bedroom to dress. Back in my room I
packed my things into my bag and walked to the kitchen. Jeri showed up ten
minutes later carrying two boxes.

"These are the cases for your gun and ammunition," she said handing them
to me. "They'll help you get past security." I gladly took them from her
and put them to use filling them with their desired contents. "So are you
ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess."

"You guess?"

"I'm not too worried about myself anymore. I've done enough stupid shit
in my life to kill off my fear by this point. I more concerned with
failing and letting down Elisha I guess you could say."

"Huh..."

"What?"

"It's nothing important. Let's get going then."

To say the flight from Louisville to St. Louis was unnerving would be
an understatement. While I had been in dangerous situations before, this
was the first time I was willingly putting myself into that kind of
position while I was sober and clean. I ate the complimentary bag of
peanuts the airline gave you and downed two Bud Lights. Because of a big
argument back in Louisville in the check-in line between a passenger and
the person behind the counter over the size of carry-ons I went ahead and
checked my bag to avoid an unneeded headache. As I waited in the baggage
claim area I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"I'm so glad you could make Mr. Walker," a female voice projected from
behind me.

"I'm sorry you must have the wrong person," I replied.

"No, I have the right person. You are waiting for someone to pick you
up aren't you?"

"Yes I am, but he's not a she, so he's not you."

"Aren't you even going to ask me how I know your name?"

"To be honest I don't care. I'm here against my will fixing to do
something I rather not do, but am going to do because I made a promise to
someone." I was really starting to get irritated and was momentarily
relieved when I saw my bag fall onto the conveyor.

"Now if you don't mind, I've got to go find somebody," I grumbled
picking up my bag.

"Who do you have to find?"

"It's none of your damn business."

"Just tell me Travis, who are you looking for, Max or Hilary?"

"I said it's none of your damn bus-" I stopped in mid-sentence. Then I
turned and saw it was Jessica Alba standing behind me.

"Good, I've got your attention now. Follow me." Jessica started walking
off and I had to run to catch up with her.

"Max huh? Don't you think that's a little to cheesy and obvious a code
name for you?" I asked as we stepped from the airport into the parking
garage.

"Nobody at the Hive knew who Max was."

"How do you know about the Hive?"

"Everyone in this business knows about the Hive and every other little
group out there."

"So which group do you belong to?"

"I don't, I work alone."

We came to a stop next to another god damn s.u.v. and Jessica unlocked
the doors allowing us to get inside. As we drove off I asked another
question.

"So what about Simon and Jack, don't you work for them?"

"Simon no, Jack yes."

"You know that Jack works for Simon right?"

"Yeah, I know that, but I'm only working with Jack right now. It's a
long story and I don't have time to explain it to you now."

"Uh huh."

"Anyway, we're here," Jessica said pulling into a hotel parking lot. I
looked up at the sign.

"Best Western? What happened to Motel 6?"

"I don't know. I'm just doing what Jack told me to do." Jess pulled
into a space and put the truck into park.

"So what are we doing here?" I asked getting out of the vehicle.

"Jack's meeting us here to exchange you for Hilary. I'm then going to
drop her off at the airport before going my own way and she's going to fly
back to Kentucky on her own."

"And me?"

"You're on your own."

"So what else is new?" I mumbled under my breath turning and reaching
into the s.u.v. for my bag. I set it on the hood and opened it reaching
for the two boxes holding my gun and magazines.

"You won't be needing that," I heard Jessica say as a shadow fell over
me. I felt something hard hit me in the back of the head and the last
thing I remember was hitting my face on the hood of the truck.

I woke up a bit later not knowing how much time had passed since I was
knocked out. I had a slight headache and my arms were pulled behind my
head. I tried to move them, but found them to be handcuffed through some
of the slats in the headboard. I jerk on them hard, but it didn't help but
to make the bed rattle.

"You might as well give up. You're not strong enough to break the
headboard." I looked up and saw Jessica sitting on the bed next to me.

"You little bitch! What the fuck are you doing?"

"It's nothing personal Travis, I'm just following orders."

"Fuck you! I should've known better than to turn my back on a bitch
working for Simon."

"Travis, shut up now! I don't want to be here, but I've got my reasons
to be here just like you have yours."

The room's phone started ringing and Jessica reached over to the
nightstand and answered it.

"This is Jess."

"Uh huh."

"Yes he's here. Everything's going according to plan."

"Ok, I'll see you in twenty then."

"That was Jack on the phone. He had some business to take care of so
he'll be a little late."

I just glared at Jessica hate boiling inside of me, though if it was at
her or her relationship with Jack I wasn't sure. She saw my look and
sighed shaking her head.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing."

"You don't think I'm here against my will do you?"

"Why should I?"

"You remember Kristin?" I barely flinched at the name, but it was enough
for Jessica to see.

"Of course you remember her. Kristin Kreuk, the same girl you took off
and abandoned in Canada after you both admitted you had feelings for each
other."

"What about her?"

"She wasn't herself after you left. Alanis called me and told me what
happened, so I decided to take care of Tommy myself and track you down. I
had only planned on setting Tommy up to be busted in the warehouse with
Simon's drugs. Unfortunately there was an accident with some of the more
volatile chemicals used to process the stuff and there was an explosion. I
barely made it out alive, but Tommy was killed. I didn't have time to get
out of San Francisco, before Jack figured out what happened and found me.
He wasn't too concerned with the loss of Tommy, but the loss of the drugs
was something else. It was either help him or be killed. I took the first
choice."

"And he had you kidnap Hilary to get to me because he somehow knew of my
involvement with the Hive and he found that out how?"

"He's been following the movements of the Hive and knew about you
getting picked up by Mandy and being brought to Texas."

The door to the hotel room swung up in walked a man who I had never seen
before wearing khaki pants and a button up polo shirt.

"Who the hell are you?" Jessica demanded.

"I've come for Mr. Walker."

"You're not Jack!" She countered.

"Yeah, no shit," I said.

"Shut up Travis," the nameless man said pulling a gun from an ankle
holster and pointing it at me.

"Where the hell is Jack? He was supposed to pay me when he got here,"
Jessica said.

"You've done all this work and weren't paid anything upfront?" I asked
incredulously.

"It was part of the deal," she replied.

"Uncuff him," the man said. Jessica did as she was told and I was
ordered to the ground on my knees.

I looked over at Jessica perhaps waiting for her to say or do something
as the man pinned the gun against my head. I could see her eyebrows furrow
and her head start to twitch in her anticipation of what was about to
happen.

"This... This is not part of the deal!" Jessica protested.

"What did you think Jack was going to do with Mr. Walker here? He let
him get away once before and he wasn't about to do it again."

"So why isn't Jack here to kill me himself?"

"Because he has an important message he was preparing to send to the
Hive for getting involved with you."

"What the hell are you talking about?" I demanded.

"Let's just say that they won't have to go in after Hilary after they
find out you're dead."

"This is bullshit! You can't do this!" Jessica shouted. Jack's goon
backhanded Jessica knocking her to the floor.

"We can and we will!"

This is the one opportunity I had and I was going to take. While the
goon was preoccupied with Jess I reached up and punched him in the groin.
He dropped his gun and doubled over in pain holding his crotch. With a
swift kick to his stomach he fell to the ground in pain and out of air. I
picked up his gun and checked to see that the safety was off.

"Not to say I won't kill him either way, but if Jack has done anything
to Hilary I swear to god his fate will be the same as yours," I said
planting one foot to the man's chest. Aiming at his head I fired a single
shot to his forehead striking him dead instantly. I walked to wear Jessica
still laid on the ground and I grabbed her hand helping her up.

"You ok?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm fine. Look Travis you've got to believe me, it wasn't
supposed to happen this way!"

"I know how Jack works so trust me I know. Get yourself out of St.
Louis and stay out of view for awhile. Take this just in case," I said
handing Jess the gun.

"What're you going to do?" She asked putting the handgun's safety on.

"If Jack's going to do what I think he's going to, then he must still be
in St. Louis and I have a pretty good idea where he is." I took the keys
from the dead man's pockets and the two of us walked outside shutting the
door behind us. "Take care of yourself Jess."

"You too," She replied kissing my lips. The move took me by surprise
and the passion she put into it did as well. When our lips finally parted
we smiled at each other. I took my bag from her truck loading my pistol
with ammo. "Good luck."

"Thanks." Our lips met again and we kissed.

She then got into her truck and I got into the car the dead man drove.
Our vehicles turned onto the street in opposite directions and I looked
back momentarily as Jessica drove off. I turned my attention back to the
road and made for my destination.

I pulled into the driveway of the house Jack used to live before we high
tailed it to San Francisco not too long ago. Weeds were overgrown and the
property was dirty. It looked like nobody been inside the house for
awhile. Jack's car wasn't in the driveway and the garage was locked so
there was no way to check inside. Regardless, I had a pretty good idea he
was here. I checked the back door of the house and it was unlocked perhaps
as if he was expecting me to show up.

The downstairs area was the way we left it and dust was starting to
collect. I started up the stairs and as I stepped on each one they
squeaked like clockwork, like the hundreds of times before when someone had
stepped on them. I was just hoping Jack wasn't waiting for me upstairs
ready to shoot me once I reached the top. I got to the second floor with
no problem. Looking around I found it undisturbed like the bottom floor
was except for the fact that the fold down ladder leading into the attic
had been lowered.

With my finger on the trigger of my gun and the safety off I climbed the
stairs with my pistol drawn. I paused momentarily reaching the top before
peaking my head into the attic.

"Ah damn it Travis. Hurry up already will you? I'm not going to shoot
you... yet."

"I was naïve at the time I'd admit, but I wasn't expecting you to shoot
me the last time."

"Trust me Jack we used to be friends. I helped you kill Cody remember?"

"You were just clearing out the market for Simon to take over."

"True, but you know I would have killed you for sure the first time if I
didn't like you."

"I heard you missed."

"You heard wrong. Are you going to come up or not? I don't have all
day."

"Well why don't you come down instead then?"

"Because it's much more comfortable up here Travis. Tell him how nice
it is in the attic."

"Please... Please come up here Travis. It's... It's nice up here,"
Hilary mumbled.

"Get up here now or she gets it."

Jack's threats were never ones to take lightly, so I finally went up.
The nice thing was was that Jack didn't fire at me right away. Jack was
sitting on a stool and Hilary as on her knees in front of him. He had a
gun pressed to her head. There was an empty stool in front of me.

"Sit down, and slide your gun to me," Jack said.

"Why the hell are you doing this?" I asked sitting down sliding my gun
to him.

"Doing what Travis?" Jack picked up my pistol and tossed on the floor
behind him.

"You know what. Why did you fucking shoot me?"

"Guilt by association. Everyone around you Simon, Tommy, Kristin, and
me were all telling you stories of half-truths and half-lies. It was your
association with Kristin that caused you all the problems. Had you just
let me run her over in the parking lot that day none of this would have
happened, but instead look what you've caused."

"What the hell did Kristin ever do to you?"

"Tommy's not the sharpest tools in the shed if you know what I mean. He
was smarter than his brother was but he was still dumb. The only reason
why Cody did so well dealing was because I was there to watch him. Kristin
was trying to get into Tommy's confidence so he would tell her what she
wanted to know. That wouldn't take too long as long as Kristin would be
willing to spread her legs and buy him drinks. I must digress though, now
that Tommy's dead and her access to us is gone, she won't be much of a
threat anymore. Before I make the classic movie villain mistake and tell
you everything I must bid you a final goodbye."

Jack took the gun from Hilary's head and pointed it at me. With my eyes
close I expected to hear the gun to go off. Instead I fell to the attic
floor immediately after I heard a noise form downstairs.

"Who'd you bring with you?!?" Jack roared.

"Nobody!"

"Tell me or I'll fucking shoot her now!" Jack pointed the gun back at
Hilary.

"I swear to god Jack, I didn't bring anyone with me!"

"Shut the fuck up and stop lying!"

"Jesus fucking Christ Jack! I'm not lying!"

"Alright then. You climb down first but if you try anything she's
dead!"

"Yeah I know. I'm not going to do anything."

I climbed out of the attic and down the ladder. I was tense as I waited
for Jack and Hilary to climb down also.

"Check the rooms," Jack ordered as he reached the bottom. I did a quick
spot check of all the rooms and none of them had been disturbed.

"There's nobody up here," I said. Just then we heard the sound of
shattering glass coming from the first floor.

"Go down and check it out."

I walked down stairs while Jack kept Hilary hostage upstairs. I looked
around the bottom floor noticing several of the windows busted out and
large rocks or bricks lying on the floor below. I walked into the kitchen
to look around when a brick shattered the kitchen window and flew by my
head crashing into the fridge.

"Oh shit!" I shouted ducking as I tried to avoid debris.

"God damn it!" Jack roared rushing down the stairs Hilary still being
held hostage by him. "On your knees! Travis get over her now!" Jack
kicked Hilary's leg out from underneath her forcing her down. "Get down
next to her!"

I feared the worst as I got to my knees next to Hilary. Jack was
getting angry and I had only seen it happen once, but if you got Jack angry
enough he lost his mind until the source of his anger was gone.

"Show yourself! Show yourself now or these two get it!" Nobody
appeared.

"You have until the count of three! 1! 2!"

"I'm here," A voice said from behind us. I turned my head just enough
to see who it was.

"Jessica what're you doing here? I told you to leave!"

"Yes what are you doing here? You did your job more or less. You
should have just left when you had the chance." Jack said turning to face
her.

"We had a deal, and you broke it."

"Jess this is not the time to fuck around. He'll kill you!" I shouted.

"Yes I will," Jack said calmly before firing one shot at her.

Hilary screamed at the top of her lungs and I stopped breathing as we
turned to see Jessica fall to the floor. Jack sauntered over to her body
and stood over her ready to fire another shot.

"Travis and Hilary will meet you soon enough," Jack said firing a second
shot in Jessica's chest.

I leapt from my knees and lunged at Jack tackling him to the floor. The
gun flew off in the distance. We rolled around a bit before he sat on my
chest and started punching me in the face. All I could see was his fist as
it repeatedly slammed into my face. I could feel the blood started to
trickle from my noise. I was sure my nose was broken.

Suddenly he stopped hitting me and got up dragging me to where Jessica's
body lay. He found his gun and picked it up off the ground. Standing over
me like he had done to Jessica he pointed the gun at me.

"Say hi to Jessica when you reach he-" Jack stopped before he could
finish his sentence as Hilary punched him in the crotch and he doubled
over.

Hilary grabbed the gun pointing it away from her as she tried to wrestle
it from Jack's hand. Even in his pain he had a death grip on it and
wouldn't let go. Hilary then started kicking him repeatedly in the groin
until it became much for Jack to bare and his hand let go. Hilary fell
backwards onto her butt from the sudden lack of force pulling away from
her.

Sitting up I wiped the blood that was coming from my nose. Hilary got
up and started to run to where I was sitting, but Jack reached up and
grabbed her ankle tripping her. Jack got up and tried to reach over her
for the gun, but Hilary quickly tossed it to me. I caught it and pointed
it right at Jack. He got up to find his gun, but when he saw I had it he
stopped in his tracks. I squeezed the trigger several times and watched as
the bullets plunged into his chest. He let out a loud wheezing gasp and
fell backwards to the floor.

I sat there momentarily trying to connect everything that just happened.
Hilary was just as taken aback as I was and sat in silence. Then I looked
over at where Jessica laid motionless. I had kept my word to Elisha and
was going to bring Hilary back safe. It was a cruel twist of fate, that
one of Kristin's friends would die instead. I crawled the few feet to
where Jess laid. Though we left the hotel amicably I now regretted those
words of doubt I shouted at her.

"Is she... Is she dead?" Hilary asked. I reached down behind Jessica's
ear and checked for a pulse.

"I... I don't know... I think I feel a pulse," I answered. "Call
9-1-1."

Hilary took the cell phone that was latched to Jack's pants and flipped
it on and started to dial.

"Wait... I'm fine..." Jessica called out in a scratchy whisper.

"Oh my god! She's alive!" Hilary clamored tossing the phone to the
floor.

"Jessica how did you-" Jessica grabbed my head and pulled me towards
her. Our lips touched and we kissed passionately thankful everyone was
safe. Our heads separated and Jessica's wide smile brought one to my face.

"Here's how..." she said pulling up the fleece jacket she was wearing.
"Kevlar," Jessica said knocking on the concealable "t-shirt" body armor she
was wearing.

I stood up and took her hand helping her to her feet. Hilary walked
over and hugged me, then stood on her toes to lean up and kiss me on the
cheek.

"Thanks you two. I owe you one," She thanked Jessica and me.

"You're welcome. I know at least one person who'll be glad to see you
safe," I said.

"And thank you Travis," Jess said kissing me on the cheek as well.

"What was that for?"

"For just now and earlier today."

"You're welcome to. So are you going to call and tell Kristin you've
found me?"

"Not just yet we've still got things to do."

"Like what?" Hilary asked.

"Like find new clothes," I answered looking at my bloodied shirt. "I've
got my stuff in the car outside so I'm ok for now. You Jess?"

"I've got a change of clothes in a bag I brought with me to St. Louis
sitting in my truck," Jessica answered. "How're you looking Hilary?"

"Good enough to get on airplane and go back to Kentucky."

"You want to keep with your training even after this?" I asked.

"Yes I do."

"Why?"

"So if need be I could be called upon and do as well as you did today."

"We can talk all about that later," I said, "but first let's get changed
and call Jeri. You have a cell phone Jess?"

"Yes I do."

"You know Jeri's number Hilary?"

"Yeah, but didn't she give it to you?"

"No, she must have forgotten."

"She might have been distracted by something then. I wonder what it
could have been," Hilary thought aloud.

"Me too," I thought to myself.

I ran to the car I drove and got my bag out. I changed shirts throwing
the bloody one into the car then walked down the driveway where Jessica
pulled up in her s.u.v. She handed Hilary her cell so she could dial the
number then Hilary handed the phone to me once it started ringing.

"Hello?"

"It's Travis. I was just calling to check in."

"Oh thank god! Please tell me you have some good news. We could really
use some right now."

"What's going on Jeri?"

"I can't go into it right now, but we've got trouble brewing here and in
Texas. We're going to need you to stay in St. Louis at least another
day."

"I don't know what's going on down there, but I'd really prefer if the
three of us got out of St. Louis at least."

"The three of you?"

"Yeah there's a third person now and it's her cell phone we're using to
call you right now."

"You were asked to find and rescue Hilary. Nobody said anything about
having people tag along."

"Look, Jessica's on our side. It's a long story, and like you I can't
get into right now, but trust me she's on our side."

"You got Hilary out safe so I'll take you're word on it for now. Put
Hilary on the phone. I need to talk to her."

"Just a sec."

"Here you go Hilary. Jeri wants to talk to you." While Hilary was on
the phone Jessica started talking.

"What's wrong?" Jessica asked.

"Ah I don't know. There's something going on which apparently they
can't get into right now, and Jeri doesn't trust you, because of said
situation. And for tonight at least we've got to spend one more night out
here before we can return to Kentucky. At the very least I'd like to get
out of St. Louis, because of the killings. Start driving and let's just
get out of this neighborhood."

"Where do you plan on going for the night then?" Jessica asked as the
s.u.v. started rumbling down the road.

"Here, Jeri wants to talk to you again," Hilary said handing me the
phone.

"Yeah Jeri?"

"That's Jessica Alba with you I assume right?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"I remembered you're dealings with Kristin Kreuk and then I remembered
that she was close with Ms. Alba so I did a check on her in our computer
database. She works mostly alone, though she does deal with some rather
unscrupulous characters from time to time. I'm also assuming she was the
one referred to as Max, in which case I'll give her the benefit of the
doubt that she was forced for whatever reason to work with Jack, though I
still don't like the fact she put yours and Hilary's life in danger.
Really other than that she comes up clean, but do keep an eye for her."

"You really don't have anything to worry about, but ok."

"Thank you Travis."

"So if we're going to have to wait until we can fly back to Kentucky how
about at least letting us get out of St. Louis?"

"As far as St. Louis goes, it might be a couple of days now."

"Why? What's going on Jeri? I just put my ass on the line to help you
people out. Now don't keep me in the dark."

"Ok, ok, but this is all I can say. There's definitely a traitor in the
Hive. Our headquarters in San Antonio and my house here in Kentucky got
hit right after I dropped you off at the airport. Luckily Elisha was
already awake and could hear the vehicles pull up so she could hide.
Mandy, Natasha, and Ali were all on the road and R has her emergency plans
always on the ready."

"And you think one of them is the traitor?"

"Actually, it's not one of our current members. I have a pretty good
idea it's a former member and who it is, but I can't say anything for sure
yet. Anyway, right now I'm in the middle of nowhere with Elisha and we're
heading back to Louisville to go to the airport. I've got somethings to
take care off and Elisha would be better off with you for a few days. She
and Hilary would be good company for each other, so I'm flying her to St.
Louis to meet with you. You've got your bag, and she's bringing one for
Hilary so you three should be set. As for Ms. Alba she's on her own."

"So are we staying in St. Louis or are we going elsewhere?"

"What's your big rush to leave that town?"

"Jack sent one of his goons to kill me. I killed the goon and then went
to Jack's house and killed him as well. In both cases Jessica's one of the
reasons why Hilary and me are alive so you owe her some gratitude.
Anyways, I'd just like to get out of town in case any of Simon's locals
start looking for us."

"Hey Travis," Jessica called while watching the road as she drove.

"Just a sec Jeri."

"Something up Jess?"

"Not really, but if you hadn't decided where we're going if we're
leaving St. Louis, we could go to Miami. I've got a beach house down I go
to a few times a year. Not exactly secluded on a mountain side or anything
like that, but it's in a gated neighborhood on a private beach. Tight
security all around."

"Miami's as good a places as any," I said.

"Cool, are we really going to Miami?" Hilary piped from the back said.

"I don't know, maybe," I replied returning to the phone.

"Hey, Jeri how about flying us to Miami to spend a day or two down
there?"

"Ok that sounds fine. Elisha's plane will arrive about six your time
and the four of you will take the next flight to Miami after that.
Anything else?"

"No, that's it for now I guess."

"Ok good. Hopefully this mess will be sorted out soon. Elisha's
bringing a cell phone with her and I'll call in a couple of days.
Hopefully I'll have something more to say then. Oh and be careful and take
care of each other."

"Alright then you take care of yourself too."

"I will, and Travis?"

"Yes Jeri?"

" I'm looking forward to getting back together with you."

The phone line clicked and went dead. I smirked and laid the cell phone
on the seat.

"What are you smiling for?" Jessica asked.

"Nothing. I was just reminded of something that happened in my life
long ago."

"So what's the plan?" Hilary asked.

"Ok, for whatever reason Jeri would feel better with Elisha with us, so
she's flying here to St. Louis and will be here around six. She's
bringing a bag for you Hilary. After that the four of us will to Miami and
stay at Jessica's beach house for a day or two or three. I'm not sure how
long we'll be gone. Elisha's bringing a cell phone with her and Jeri will
call in a few days."

"At least we'll have the sun and shopping to take our minds off of
certain things," Hilary said more to herself.

"And onto other things," Jessica mumbled barely audible and with a
smile.

"You girls can have all the fun. I just going to be lazy, lay on my
ass, and do nothing for as long as we're down there. What time is it?"

"What time does the clock say?" Jessica asked.

"Oh... Four thirty."

"You really do need some time to relax," she said. "So what're we going
to do for the next hour and a half?"

"Let's get something to eat," Hilary suggested.

"Let's make it drive through then, because we're still going to need to
check in for our flight to Miami and we don't know when it leaves."

"Of course everything is twice as expensive there as it is anywhere
else, but let's just grab something to eat at the airport." Jessica said.

"I don't care either way," I said, "I can eat from just about anywhere."

"That's fine with me," Hilary said.

"Good then, We're in agreement."

It was a good thing we got to the airport early, because Elisha's flight
got in at six and our flight to Miami left at six-thirty. Jessica and I
both breezed through check-in because we had our driver's licenses. Hilary
on the other hand had no i.d. and no luggage. Under normal circumstances
any regular Joe would have sent up red flags showing up at the airport like
that, but after signing a few autographs for the airline personnel working
the check-in to take home to their kids Hilary was let through. It's
amazing what celebrity status can do for a person. Hilary found a
Blimpie's to eat at and Jessica and I found a St. Louis Bread Co. I was
ahead of her and about to pay for my food when Jess stepped up noting that
I was with her and I got my food for free.

After that we tried to hide in the corners of the airport and stay out
of the spotlight so to speak as we waited at Elisha's gate for her to show
up. It arrived fifteen minutes late and we barely had time for chitchat.
Elisha handed Hilary her bag and we dashed to our gate to get on board.
The incoming flight on our gate was late as well so we sat down to catch
our breath and catch up on the news.

Hilary and Elisha were absolutely ecstatic to see each other. They
hugged and talked "I was so worried" talk for several minutes. Finally
they separated and sat in two seats in a row directly across from Jess and
I.

"Good to see you again Travis," Elisha said smiling before kissing me.

"Good to see you too Elisha. You're doing well considering what
happened, or so I understand."

"First I wanted to thank you for saving Hilary."

"No problem. I said I would and I did."

"As far as today goes, all hell just kind of broke loose. I woke up
right after Jeri left to take you the airport. I could still see her truck
driving down the road when I got up. Anyway, I was in the kitchen making
myself some breakfast watching tv as it cooked. Suddenly I hear some cars
screech to a halt and some voices shouting outside. I quickly turn off the
stove ducked into one of the secret passages that Jeri has built into the
house that lead down to a secret basement. There are monitors down there
to the security cameras in the house and I just watched and waited until
they left. When I went back upstairs everything was turned over and torn
up like they were looking for something. I called Jeri's cell number and
she raced home to get me which then at some point someone must have been
following her because as soon as I got into her vehicle and we got on the
main road we were chased by someone in a black Saab. We were chased up and
down the backroads before she hit a sharp turn that the other driver wasn't
familiar with and spins out flipping his car. Mandy was on her way to the
training grounds so we ran into her onto the road and explained what
happened. She tells of a similar incident in Texas that had occurred
thirty minutes before that R told her called and told her about that was
practically identical. Mandy and Jeri then call around trying coordinate
information between everyone. When they were done with that Jeri and I
drove back into town and that's when you called. I think Mandy drove to
the airport then and took a flight somewhere. So what happened to you
three?"

"To make a long story short Jessica was the one who picked me up and
held me until Jack was supposed to arrive with Hilary for the exchange.
Jessica was then going to drive Hilary to the airport. However Jack
decided to send one of thugs to kill me. I end up shooting him thanks to
Jess' distraction. Jessica and I went our own direction or were supposed
to anyways. I went to Jack's house and we exchanged words for a bit. He
was bout to shoot Hilary and me when Jessica shows up out of nowhere. He
shoots her instead. Jack and I then fight, and he's about to shoot me when
Hilary punches him in the nads, which hurts by the way no matter how strong
you are. Jack drops his gun; Hilary picks it up to give to me, but her
trips her. She tosses me the gun and I shoot him. End of story. Now
we're just waiting to get on a plane to Miami until the new situation is
resolved."

We we're sitting for only ten minutes before the incoming flight
arrived. Twenty minutes later they were boarding our flight to Miami. Now
while the other three may have been used to it I was more than thrilled
when I found out our seats were in first class. The seats were large and
plush and there was plenty of legroom. The beverage and snack choice was a
hell of a lot bigger too.

I was neither hungry nor thirsty, but I took a pillow and a blanket and
leaned back to catch some Z's. Jessica sat to my left and Elisha and
Hilary sat in the row in front of us. There was nobody in the seats across
the aisle from us. I sat there with my eyes close for twenty minutes and
though I was relaxed I couldn't fall asleep.

It was then that I felt a hand slip underneath my blanket and come to a
stop on my crotch. I opened my eyes and looked over at Jessica who had
procured her own blanket and pillow and were using them.

"What are you doing?" I asked smirking.

"Today's been hectic wouldn't you say?"

"To put it mildly yes."

"Well then I'm just working off some of the excitement," Jessica
whispered.

With her blanket overlapping mine Jessica's hands were hidden from view
as she quickly used both hands to unbutton and unzip my pants. She
returned her left hand back to the armrest and made like nothing was
happening while one of the flight attendants walked by. She pushed my
underwear down enough so that my cock popped from its restraints. My dick
shot straight up hitting the blanket covering my body.

My dick throbbed as Jessica began stroking it up and down. I was just
waiting for Elisha or Hilary to turn around and see the pole that was
pushing up the blanket, but they never did. Nor did anyone walk by so I
got a bit daring myself and slid my hand over to Jessica's side. I fumbled
a bit trying to do it, but I got her pants unbuttoned and unzipped with
just my left hand. Jessica had her hand down my pants and I soon had mind
in hers.

Jessica's bush wasn't completely shaved, but I could tell it was trimmed
and very well kept as my fingers slid through it. They found the entrance
to her pussy, but I didn't push them in. Instead I started to thumb her
clit making it pulse and grow.

"Oh Travis, not too much or I might scream," Jessica moaned under her
breath as her hips bucked upwards and her hand continued to jerk me off.

I slipped two fingers into her snatch pushing them in still rubbing her
clit with my thumb. Jessica's hold on my dick tightened and the up and
down motion of her hand started to increase. As her hand sped up so did
mine. My fingers curving over the top of her pussy and into it pumping
harder and deeper with each pass.

"Holy shit Travis, you're going to make me come here on the plane!"
Jessica whispered in my ear as the expression on her face turned to
delirious excitement.

"What do you think you're doing to me?" I asked as felt the precum
starting to dribble down my shaft.

"Move your hand," she said.

"Why?"

"Just do it."

I removed my hand not expecting what she was about to do. As soon as my
hand was out of the way Jessica ducked her head underneath my blanket and
wrapped her lips around my cock. I nearly came as she did that. The only
thing we had going for us not to get caught was that Elisha and Hilary were
both still engaged in conversation with each other.

My prick jumped and nearly took a mind of it's own as Jessica's lips
slid up and down it her tongue wrapping around it tickling it's head. I so
desperately wanted Jess to hear my affection for her, but I had to fight my
best not to let a sound out. I made a quick scan of the cabin and still
there was little activity. I then decided to place my hands on the bulge
in the blanket that was Jessica's head and began to help her by pushing it
down. At the same time I began to thrust my dick into her mouth careful
not to make a sound.

For what it was worth I was able to hold my own and not orgasm just yet,
but then Jessica changed her routine. She began to deepthroat my cock down
to its base while she fondled my balls. I looked up again and to my horror
I saw a flight attendant start taking drink and food orders. I tapped on
the blanket hoping to get Jessica's attention, but she didn't seem to get
the hint. I couldn't say anything for fear that Elisha and Hilary would
turn around and there just wasn't any way to maneuver myself so I could
raise the blanket enough for Jessica to hear me.

I tapped the blanket again, but I still didn't get a response from her.
Her head continued to bob up and down moving the blanket with it. Her lips
and tongue continued to pleasure my prick and I was just hoping not to get
caught. I stopped trying to fight the orgasm and my dick ballooned in size
aching as the flight attendant got closer and closer. Finally with the
flight attendant just three rows in front of us Jessica flick her tongue
across my peehole. She was only the second girl I had been with who had
done that too me. My balls charged up super quick and released it's energy
as it squirted shot after shot of my hot sticky cum deep down Jessica's
throat. She continued to suck and encourage my prick to keep shooting my
cream until it finally went limp.

She slipped my underwear back over my prick and buttoned my pants before
emerging from the blanket. She appeared just in time as the stewardess
looked back at us while taking Elisha's and Hilary's orders. When she
finally reached us I ordered a Heineken and Jessica graciously declined
everything. A few minutes later the stewardess returned with my beer and
as I sipped on it Jessica leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Put your hands down my pants."

I turned and gave her a questioning look.

"Just do it," She urged me.

Being one not to fight with girls I obliged her. My eyes widened and I
muttered the words "Holy shit" when I found her pussy had become extremely
wet and sloppy. I pulled my hand out and looked at her.

"There's more where that came from," she whispered as she licked each of
my fingers clean one at a time. "Do you think you're up for a third orgasm
tonight?"

"Three?"

"Yes three, I could smell Jeri on you the moment I went down on you."

"If you're willing to provide the time, then I'm willing to bring the
equipment and we can find out," I replied.

"Good, now that's the spirit."

"So what are you two up to?" Elisha asked as her and Hilary's heads
popped up above their seats.

"I was trying to get to sleep, but it just isn't happening right now," I
said.

"Same here," Jessica replied.

Hilary reached over the seat for my beer, but I moved it before she
could reach it.

"Hey! What did you do that for?"

"Sorry kids, you two are too young to drink and I don't go for that kind
of behavior."

"Oh bite me Travis, I'll be twenty-one in six months. I'm no kid,"
Elisha replied

"Go bite yourself Elisha. I've drank before," Hilary scowled at her.

"What? Wine coolers?"

"No! Not just them! I've drank beer too!"

"Oh come on Travis, let Hilary have a drink. One time won't hurt her,"
Jessica said.

"Alright, here you go," I said handing my Heineken to Hilary. "One
drink."

Hilary took a very small amount in her mouth before her face squirmed
and she spit out the beer.

"How can you drink that stuff Travis? It tastes like crap."

Elisha and I started laughing as the beer Hilary spit out dripped from
Jessica's face. Hilary's face suddenly turned beet red when she realized
what she did.

"Oh my god Jess! I'm so sorry!" She apologized profusely.

"What're you two laughing at? It's not funny!"

"Yes it is!" Elisha stammered out between laughs.

"Well see if this is funny," Jessica picked up beer, took a drink and
spit it into Elisha's face.

"Hey! What the hell was that for?" Elisha demanded.

"It's not so funny now is it?"

"Why you little-"

"Now, now ladies let's not fight of a little spilled beer," I said
taking a drink. I then spit it at Hilary and splashed her in the face.

"What was that for Travis?" She cried.

"Are you three happy? You're all covered in beer now."

The three girls looked back and forth at each other and Jessica spoke.

"You know, he's right," she began "But why should he excluded from the
fun? Not that there's much left, but there's enough for you fit right in."

Jessica picked up my Heineken and gave it to Elisha. "Since you're the
only one left to spit, the honors are yours."

"Thank you," Elisha said showing her gratitude. She took the last gulp
of my beer, aimed, and spit it in my face.

"I suppose everyone's happy now that we've all acted like kids and spit
beer at each other," I said.

"Well you did call us kids," Hilary reminded me.

"Yeah well I'd rather not smell like booze when we get off the plane so
how about well all go clean ourselves up?"

An hour later when our plan landed we were all a bit freshened up though
a small stench of alcohol still hung around. Jessica, Hilary, and I
grabbed our bags and got off the plane. When then went down to baggage
claim and waited for Elisha's bag to appear. Once she had her bag I asked
the obvious question.

"So how are we getting to your house Jess?"

"We'll just take a cab?"

"A cab? Isn't that a little low brow for you?"

"We have no other way of getting there do we? My truck's in St. Louis
remember? Besides even if someone see us, the neighbors will just think
that someone was out drinking all night."

"You said the neighborhood was gated. You have a guard or keypad?"

"A keypad."

"So you're going to tell the cabby the code?"

"No, I'll get out and input it myself."

Done playing twenty questions the four of us walked outside and it
wasn't hard hailing a cab considering the company I was keeping. We threw
our bags in the trunk and got into the cab. Jessica rode up front with the
cab driver and gave him the address. Once we arrived at the neighborhood's
gate, Jessica got out and entered the code like she said. The gate slowly
rolled open and the cab drove inside.

Jessica's beach house was right on the water and we could see the
moonlight reflect off of it. She paid the cab driver and gave him a tip
and he drove off leaving us in Jess's driveway. She pulled the keys to the
house from her pocket and unlocked the door. Elisha and Hilary might not
have been all that amazed at the lavish and luxurious feel of the house,
but I certainly was. The big screen tv, the expensive leather couch, the
wet bar; the house was filled with things I had never been able to afford,
but wanted.

Jessica showed us around the house and which rooms Elisha, Hilary, and
myself would be staying in. By the time everything was settled and I was
done walking around the house admiring it it was almost eleven. I told the
others I was going to bed and went off to my room. I was asleep, not but a
few minutes after my head hit the pillow.

"Hey Travis wake up!" Someone whispered at me shaking me.

"What time is it?" I grumbled sitting up. Someone had turned my light
on.

"It's twelve thirty. You ready?"

"Ready for what?" I asked looking to my left seeing Jessica sitting on
the edge of the bed in red panties and a tight white t-shirt that showed
the outline of her nipples. I knew the answer. "What about the others?
You said you scream."

"Don't worry about them. They're asleep. Besides the rooms are all
nice and spread out, so no one will hear if I scream," Jessica said with a
wicked smile.

"You naughty girl."

I tore my shirt from my body and threw it to the ground. Our faces meet
and our lips pressed together in a deep kiss. There was a loud smack as
our lips separated. With an evil smile Jessica lifted her shirt off and
her full round breasts popped into view. I grabbed her by the hands and
laid her on the bed. Then pushing her tits together I let my tongue
slither up and down her cleavage. She grinned and so did I before taking
her left breast and sucking on the nipple like a baby. Jessica moaned
softly her nipple erectly rapidly in my mouth increasing its sensitivity.
She took her right breast into her hand and pushed it towards her face
flicking her tongue across the nipple from afar. Jessica stopped to pinch
it several times. She yelped each time the pressure clamped down on her
nipple, but she soon stopped and took it in her mouth her sucking it making
it hard and pointy. I removed my lips from around Jessica's nipple and
watched as her finger toyed with it sending electric sensations through her
body.

I pulled Jessica's red panties down tossing them to the floor and spread
legs apart moving in. Her pussy was still wet and sticky from the plane,
but I didn't mind. I bent over moving down between her legs. Jessica's
cunt still smelled good even after the night's previous excitement and it
tasted even better as my tongue splash down into it. Her bush was nice and
trim just like I felt it on the plane. As my tongue circled around
Jessica's twat working over the lips teasing them one of her hands slid
down between her legs. Her fingers slid around her box and my tongue as
she worked over her clit.

Unconsciously Jessica began to try and slip a finger into her folds, but
I was getting in her way so I obliged her. I slid two fingers into her
snatch and slowly began to work them in and out of her ever-increasing wet
pussy. Jess moaned and she began to grind her hips down onto my fingers.
My thumb shot up tickling her clit and she let out the loudest moan I had
heard from her all night.

"Oh shit Travis! Give it to me!" Jessica moaned as I continued to slide
my fingers in and out of her cunt.

"Aren't we easily excitable," I teased her.

"Just like you were on the plane. Now please! Stick it in!" She
begged.

I wasn't one to make a nice looking girl wait so I got up long enough to
drop the shorts and underwear I was sleeping in and climb onto the bed.
She smiled broadly and sat up reaching out to stroke my cock. It quickly
expanded hardening in her hand.

"Nice and big, just like I remember it on the plane." Jessica giggled.

"How could you see it? Your head was underneath the blanket the whole
time. Someone else is going to use that and not know my dick ever touched
it."

"That's not our concern, and as far as remembering your dick..." Jessica
trailed off as she positioned herself onto all fours. She started to jerk
off my prick some more before taking it into her mouth again. Her luscious
lips moved back and forth over my shaft and her tongue worked it's magic
again teasing the underside of my member.

"Oh god, you're good," I moaned as my cock started to pulse and throb in
Jess's mouth. Like on the plane she started to deep-throat my prick taking
it into her mouth all the way down to the base while tickling my balls ever
so slightly to set me off. Being in the privacy of her home, I began to
thrust my hips towards her face grunting as Jessica's mouth stimulated my
dick. My cockhead started pulsing and precum started to drip out. Jess
suddenly pulled back and with a loud slurping noise pulled her lips away
from my privates.

"Like I was saying, as far as your dick goes, I never said I remembered
it because I saw it on the plane," Jessica said with a smile as she lay
back on the bed. "Now shove that monster inside of me and ride me hard!"

Either I was larger than I thought or Jessica was tighter than I
expected. As I pushed the head of my prick into her pussy I felt it clamp
down on me almost immediately. Jess wasn't super tight by any stretch of
the imagination, but I didn't want to blow the mood by penetrating her too
fast.

"Shit, you're tight," I panted as I finally bottomed out in her.

"Don't blame this on me Travis. You're just big. Now stop being so
timid and fuck me hard!" Jessica moaned.

Again I'm not one to make a nice looking girl wait so I happily obliged
her again. I slowly pulled out of Jessica and pushed back in her this time
with more force. With my hands gripping her hips I began to thrust harder
and deeper into Jess's cunt with each stab inward.

"That's the way to fuck a girl," Jessica moaned as her body was jolted
with each thrust and her breasts bounced back and forth. "Oh god yes, fuck
me hard!"

Jessica's hands clinched the bedsheets and her legs wrapped around my
back as we fucked like rabbits on the bed. Her mouth was open taking in
short quick breaths as our bodies rocked back and forth. My balls slapped
against her ass with each thrust of my cock into her twat. Jessica was a
screamer like she said and the moans coming from her mouth were almost loud
enough to break glass.

"Oh god! Come for me Travis! Come for me!" Jessica shouted as her love
folds clamped down on my dick tightly as orgasm rocked her body.

With her girl cum splashing onto my prick and the tightness of her
snatch pressuring it, my organ gave way and exploded. Wave after wave of
energy pulsed through my cock as globs of my cum emptied into her pussy.
After what felt like a good three or four maybe five large shots my dick
deflated back to it's normal size. I pulled out of Jessica allowing her to
lick clean the excess cum off my dick. When that was done I slumped onto
the bed next to her. She cuddled up next to me on the bed and we embraced
kissing each other. Suddenly I heard what I thought was a sneeze from
outside the door.

"Hold on, I'll be right back," I said as I ran naked to the door and
peaked my head out. I looked into the hall just in time to see a foot as
it went around a corner. I returned to bed and lay down with Jessica.

"What was it?" She asked.

"I think Elisha was spying on me again."

"Again?"

"This morning after Jeri and I made love in the shower I could almost
swear I heard someone in the hall."

"You two fucked in the shower? Nice, though my blowjob on the airplane
still one up's it."

"That you're right about," I agreed smiling. "You don't mind knowing
about me and Jeri this morning?"

"As long you don't mind me and Jack screwing around before I picked you
up at the airport this morning."

"Jack huh?"

"Travis, don't start."

"I'm not starting anything. It's not an issue, ok?"

"Good," Jessica smiled kissing me. "So what do you plan on doing about
Elisha?"

"I'm not sure yet, it kind of depends on a number of things. I might
not do anything at all."

"If you decide you want it, I'd be more than willing to help." Jessica
said climbing out of bed.

I watched admiring her curves as she bent over to pick up her panties
and shirt. She slipped them on and turned blowing a kiss towards me. A
large smile crossed my face as I sat watching her ass wiggle as she left
the room.

[davesmistress]

The following story is purely a work of fiction of a sexual nature. If you're not of age, it's illegal to view such material in your community, etc. then stop right now and go away.

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Travis Walker : Ch. 4 - The Calm
by:
turc443 (jjdak@hotmail.com)
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As soon as Jessica left my room the night before I fell asleep with a smile on my face. The girl had a killer body with nice curves and we were getting along just fine. She had even volunteered to teach Elisha a lesson about spying on people when they're making love. I slept soundly that night, more so than I had in quite awhile.

Perhaps it was Jessica and the moment of lust we shared the night before, but I woke up refreshed and almost energetic. I looked to my side at the clock on the nightstand and it read 11:00 am. I rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. There was still a robe hanging on the inside part of the door. I hardly ever got to use robes that often after taking showers, but when I could I did. I liked them better than towels.

I reached into the shower and flipped the large nozzle up to turn on the water and turned it slightly left to give the water some heat. I dropped my clothes and climbed into the shower to clean up. I was wide awake so it took me a little under ten minutes to shower when normally it took almost fifteen when I was half asleep. Wrapped in the robe I made my way back to my room and went through my back. I found I only had one set of clean clothes left which meant I was doing laundry at some point today.

As I stood there naked bending over to pull up my underwear I was startled at the sound of my bedroom door swinging open and crashing into the wall. I quickly pulled my skivvies up all the way and turned around. I was glad my mother was one of those people who always went on about having clean in case you got into an accident. This accident though was not the kind your mother was referring to. Hilary was blushing a deep red as I covered my front end.

"I'm so sorry Travis, I thought you were still asleep I didn't hear you…" She blubbered as I interrupted her.

"Don't worry about it Hilary. I was more startled by the sudden noise from behind me than anything else," I said pulling up my pants.

"I just made some breakfast and was going to wake you to eat."

"Don't worry about it Hilary," I repeated as my head popped through my t-shirt. "I'll be there in a minute."

"Again I'm sorry," She apologized again apparently embarrassed by the whole thing.

"Hey, what did I say?"

"I know, I know. Don't worry about it. Sorry, but I just can't help it. I'll be in the kitchen," Hilary replied before quickly leaving my room. I just grinned as I combed my hair in the mirror.

Walking into the kitchen I found Hilary was quite the cook. Eggs, biscuits, bacon, and hash browns were sitting on the kitchen table ready to be eaten. Milk, orange juice, plates, silverware, and glasses hand also been set.

"Looks good," I said as we sat down at the table. "Where did you learn to cook?" I asked as I helped myself to a little bit of everything and some o.j.

"From my mother. I was helping her in the kitchen one day and saw that I was pretty good at cooking and I've been doing it every since."

"Well you're light years ahead of me in the kitchen. I'm pretty good with hotdogs and ham and cheese sandwiches and that's about it."

"We all can't be world class chefs, but anyone can learn to cook. I'll have to teach you sometime."

"If there's ever a time for it to happen, I'd be more than willing to take lessons. The food is great by the way. Wonderful stuff."

"Thanks."

"I'm curious though, why the big set up? You kind of went all out here."

"Jess wanted to do something nice for you besides letting you sleep in late."

"Speaking of which, where are the other two?"

"Buying clothes at some morning sale at one of the department stores. I'm not sure which one though."

"Why aren't you with them?"

"I almost went, but I don't really feel much like doing anything right now. I think I might just sit on my ass and do nothing with you for a day or two if you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all, though today I've got to do some laundry. I just ran out of clean clothes."

"You know how to use a washer and dryer I take it?"

"Yeah, I'm not completely inept in taking care of myself."

"Good then, I'll clean up the kitchen while you start your laundry. Then maybe we can go swimming later."

"I don't have a bathing suit."

"Neither do I," Hilary said flashing a smile.

I just kind of looked at her making dumb and convincing myself I didn't understand the implications. Hilary saw my look and very slightly nodded her head. I got up without a word and went to my room to grab my bag of dirty clothes before heading downstairs to where the washer and dryer were kept.

The downstairs area was more like a split-level than a basement. There was a living area with a couch, recliner, and tv set up like a miniature living room. The living area had a guestroom connected to it which was empty since everyone was sleeping upstairs. There was also a smaller room opposite of the bedroom which was the laundry room.

I dumped my clothes on the laundry room floor and separated them into whites, shirts, and pants. I threw my whites into the washer putting it on the most basic cleaning settings.

Hilary came bounding downstairs as I sat on the recliner and watched tv. She spoke not a word as she sat on my lap grabbing my face and pressed her lips to mine. The girl was only fifteen and I was trying hard to contain myself which wasn't easy since the fact that I killed Jack keep coming back into my head. Since I had killed him it was getting easier to justify doing what I was about to do.

Our kiss broke and Hilary climbed off of me motioning for me to stand up which I hesitantly obliged. I was biting my tongue and wanting to slap myself as I let Hilary unbutton my pants and pull them down. My begrudged lust for the situation showed when she dropped my drawers and my erect dick stood out. I so wanted to scream and run back upstairs when Hilary's hand wrapped around my shaft and began to stroke it back and forth. I looked down at the girl as she jerked me off and smiled.

I closed my eyes and all the guilt I had ever had in me returned. Then suddenly Kristin's face appeared in my head. Here I was getting a hand job from Hilary, while although Tommy Jefferson was dead and Kristin got some relief from that I could only imagine what she was feeling having me run out on her like I did not knowing what I was doing or what kind of condition I was in. That off course was assuming she still cared for me like I did her even though I tried to deny it, and it also wasn't taking into effect anything Jessica might have called and told her.

Perhaps it was Hilary's age, perhaps it was my guilt, or perhaps it was combination of things, but I could feel my cock filling out to it's max and the energy that was swelling inside as she continued to stroke me. I was a happy mess of feelings knowing ejaculation wasn't far off even if Hilary's lips, mouth, or otherwise never touched my prick.

"Travis." Hilary was calling my name.

"Hey Travis!" I suddenly felt a hand push against my shoulder as I opened my eyes. I had dumped the detergent in with my whites before starting to daydream.

"You ok?" Hilary asked handing me a cordless phone. "It's for you."

"At least it was only a daydream," I thought as I took the phone. "Yeah I'm fine. Who is it?"

"They wouldn't give their name. All they said was they were a friend of yours and Jessica's and wanted to speak you."

"Ok thanks. Would you mind going back upstairs for a bit? I'm pretty sure this is going to be a personal call."

"No problem. I'm gonna watch tv, though when you're done my offer for swimming still stands. Don't worry I'm not going to ask you what you were fantasizing about."

"But I don't have-" I began to reply before shaking my head. Hilary smiled and gave me a "You know what's up look" before going back upstairs.

With that little distraction gone my attention returned to situation at hand, or more appropriately in my hand. It had been a week or two since I ran out on Kristin in the middle of the night. I wasn't sure how much time had passed since my life had become one big blur since I had Jack blow up my house. Regardless of whatever the actual elapsed time had been, my feelings had stayed the same for her. I was pretty good at bottling up all of my emotions when I wanted, but it always ate me up inside. It could have been Alanis calling, but I knew it wasn't as I brought the phone to my face.

"Hi Kristin."

"Hi Travis. How did you know it was me?"

"Call it a hunch. So how've you been?"

"Ok I guess. I was a little disappointed when I found out you left in the middle of the night."

"Yeah, that's what Jessica told me."

"Why'd you do it? Why'd you leave?"

"I don't know, I guess I was scared."

"After what you've been through what can you possibly be scared of?"

"I've been lying to you since I left the hospital."

"You have?"

"Look Kristin, I'm not sure where your feelings for me lie if you still have any, but here's the truth. You've heard of the Hive right?"

"Everybody knows about them."

"Did you know that Natasha was one of it's members?"

"Yeah, it's Natasha, Ali, Jeri, Mandy, and Renee right? Hilary and Elisha are the current trainees right?"

"What's going on Kristin?"

"What do you mean?"

"How'd you know all that? You obviously know more than what you're letting on."

"The less people think you know the better off you are. Yeah I knew Natasha and Ali were working together and were part of the Hive when I saw them in their car driving way from the hotel. And I knew they were trying to get you to join them. They believed once Tommy Jefferson was gone that I would be out of the picture, which I am but that has it's purpose. Jessica's with you and I know you've fucked her. While she works primarily alone she, Alanis, and I keep in close contact and work together when need be. Now-"

"No, no, no, no. Wait a second. You know what, let's just end this conversation now, before I say something I'm gonna regret."

"What're you talking about Travis?"

"Look Kristin, granted I fucked up my own life with the drinking and coke bingeing, but I don't find myself in a situation I particularly want to be in. I could leave now, but Simon is still out there and he most likely wants to kill me. You chose to get into this line of work for whatever reason and you can get out. I can't. Right now I've got to more or less babysit Hilary and Elisha until the situation with the Hive blows over. It's going to be my ass if anything happens to them and to Jessica for that matter. I'm a dumbshit plain and simple for thinking I knew and could trust you. The reason I left Canada was because among other things I had a dream about Alanis where we had sex and you caught us. You took off in tears and when I woke up I felt guilty as hell and I wasn't particular convinced of how safe you were with me. Hell we hardly knew each other. What the fuck was I thinking?"

"Travis please listen to me…"

"No you listen. I'm hanging around Jess' long enough until everyone with the Hive gets their shit straightened out or Jess kicks me out. After that I'm gone. Don't call here anymore looking for me and don't try and have Jess talk to me ok?"

I stood where I was pissed off and trying to calm myself down. I dropped the phone to the floor stomped back up the stairs to the room I was staying in. I found my wallet and thumbed through it. I still had eight hundred dollars in assorted denominations. I pulled out two twentys and slipped the wallet into my back pocket. I found Hilary in the kitchen and handed her the forty dollars.

"My underwear and socks are almost done washing. Throw them in the dryer when they're done. Here's forty bucks for your time and I'll be back later tonight."

"What's going on? Where are you going?"

I could hear Hilary talking in the background, but it didn't comprehend as I walked out of the house. I took off for the main gate and not seeing what code Jessica had put in I climbed a tree nearby and jumped over the gate. I wasn't sure how I was going to get back in, but I'd worry about that later. I took off down the road towards the city. I didn't know what time it was or even how long I had been walking, but the Miami sky had turned from dusk to night. Thank god for the cool breeze and my slow walking or else I'd be sweating by now.

It's funny now that I think about it. It was my meeting with Tommy who was working with Kristin that led me to the bar back in San Francisco and now it was my phone call with Kristin that lead me to a bar in Miami. Maybe it was coincidence, maybe it was fate. I don't know, but the taste of a cool refreshing Bud Light going down my throat was starting to hit the spot.

As I finished my first bottle and ordered a second I started thinking about Jessica, Kristin, the Hive and everything that had gone on since the day that Dwayne was killed. The Hive wanted me to join them for whatever reason, but they were a mess right now and I was currently responsible for baby sitting two of their trainees. Jessica was cool and all, kinda wild, but straight with you, which I suppose wasn't very true when you take into account the lying and deception which brings me to Kristin.

I'm not sure what I'm supposed to make of her. I hardly knew her really, and all of our meetings somehow ending up revolving around life and death situations. By all accounts she should be no longer be involved with anything having to do with me, Jessica, or the Hive, but she was and other than maybe Jess nobody was remotely clued in as to what she was up to. Still though I found myself with feelings for her confessing them like she did when we were in Ontario.

All that was destroyed though not too long ago when she told me truth about what she knew. At least I thought it was. As much as I wanted to be angry and hate her I couldn't. The fact that I lied to her in the hotel room about Ali and Natasha was a quick reminder of my hypocrisy. Either way the simple truth was that if I hadn't tried to drive home that night after drinking heavily at Jeff's party then I wouldn't have gotten into an accident and killed Sara. Had I not killed Sara I wouldn't have gotten involved in drugs and gotten disowned and forgotten by my family. Then I would have never meet Cody and Jack, I would have never meet Simon, and I wouldn't currently be sitting in a dingy bar in Miami whose name I didn't even know getting drunk reminiscing about the shit in my life and what I did wrong.

Actually it would have been so much better if I was drunk, but I wasn't. I was only on my third beer which only gives me a slight buzz. I usually need to reach about six before I start to really feel good. I swallowed the last bit of beer and set the glass down on the counter. I considered ordering a fourth drink and after seeing one of the bars clocks read 4:45 I decide that this next one would be my last before I headed back to Jessica's. I made a quick pit stop to the bathroom before ordering the last one. When I returned to the bar I noticed it suddenly seemed a lot more crowded. Must be happy hour, and speaking of hours where the hell did the time go? After sitting back down at the bar and catching myself stare at it for half an hour I suddenly knew where my time had gone. I pulled a ten from my wallet and ordered when the bartender walked by.

"One more Bud Light for me tonight."

"This one's on me."

I lifted my eyes from the bar top and turned to my right to see who had paid for my drink. The one they sent after me in Canada came after me in Miami.

"Hey good to see you again Ms. Moore."

"Somehow I doubt the sincereness of that statement."

"But it's true Mandy. You're the only around who I still don't know much about. Sure we had the road trip together, but we took turns driving and sleeping. And then there was that little incident in Dallas before we split. Hey look, I'm sorry about my actions in the car. I really was just kidding around."

"Don't worry about it, it's water under the bridge. So what're you doing right now?"

"Drinking mostly, and sulking in my own self pity. You?"

"I'm here keeping an eye on you and the others."

"So how'd you find me this time?" I asked starting on my fourth drink.

"Word came from Jeri that Hilary had called and told her you left the house in a pissed off mood and nobody knew where you were. Taking into effect you're first meeting with Natasha I just stopped at the first bar I you come across after leaving Jessica's."

"Ah, makes sense I guess. So they're having a baby sitter watch the baby sitter huh?"

"Jeri and Renee are thankful for you bringing Hilary back alive, but they still don't completely trust you from acting brash if something occurred down here. Besides they don't completely trust Jessica or Kristin either. So why are you drinking alone?"

"You can drink too if you want."

"No thanks I don't drink that often. What I mean is why aren't you hanging out with Jess and the others?"

"Oh well I've got some personal issues I'm dealing with and just want to be alone at the moment."

"Does this have anything to do with Kristin?"

"Why what do you know about her?"

"We know she's up to more than she's letting on."

"What do you mean?"

"Despite what she may have said she's not done yet just because Tommy's dead."

"So what's she up to?"

"I don't know, but Jeri and Renee might know."

"I thought Jeri was retired?"

"She is for the most part, but she's still number two in the Hive."

"Oh well, it really doesn't matter."

"Why's that?"

"I'll let you in on a little secret Mandy. When I'm done with this beer, I'm going back to Jess' to grab my stuff then it's off to San Francisco."

"And you'd go back there and put your life in danger because?"

"One to kill Simon. I know it's my own fault I'm where I'm at now, but once he's dead I'm gonna move somewhere quiet, get a job, and live in peace. Two I'm gonna find out before I kill him who this ex-Hive member is that's helping him and let you all know."

"And you think it's going to be that easy? Just walk in and kill Simon?"

"It doesn't much matter. Even if I die before getting to him everyone in the group is safe and sound. Simon will still be on the loose, but I'll be out of the way and unless he swears his vengeance against everyone he'll have no reason to come after any of you unless he's got a new plan to hatch which somehow involves the Hive."

"And you care that little about losing your life?"

"Yeah I guess I do," I said shrugging. "What point is there to my hanging around? I'm not going to go out and kill myself or anything, but I have no friends, no job, and no family."

"What about you're parents?"

"Our relationship was so strained by my cocaine addiction that when my house blew up and they thoughd I died, it was a fitting end to an otherwise shitty situation. I tried calling them once, but they thought I was dead and at this point it's best left they believe that."

"What about the Hive? Renee wants you to join us."

"Renee? What happened to calling her R?"

"After Hilary's kidnapping, and headquarters and Jeri's place getting ransacked there was no point really in keeping the code name. Everybody in the world knew who she was except you."

"R, Renee, whatever she wants to be called aside you've been operating long before I ever came into the picture and can do just fine without me. Besides I risked my own life to save Hilary and I'm almost ready to meet here? There's not much more I can do for you people to impress you."

"You're a depressing self-hating ass you know that?"

"Yeah, that's probably true."

"What about Kristin?" I started hysterically laughing at the question and almost knocked over my bottle.

"What's so funny?"

"What do you mean what about Kristin?"

"Help her finish whatever she's up to and then move to Hollywood with her, or up to Vancouver, or even to St. Louis for that matter."

"What are you talking about?"

"You two have a thing for each other don't you?"

"Hahaha, who told you that?"

"Jessica did. Well do you or don't you?"

"Jessica? I thought you didn't trust her and why do you care if Kristin and I have a thing if you don't trust her?"

"Professionally I don't, but as one person to another a little more so. I stopped by her place before coming here. Elisha and Hilary were swimming on the beach so we had a moment alone and she mentioned a few things."

"Jesus Christ! Please tell me she didn't send you out after me to get me to give Kristin another chance and listen to what she has to say."

"To tell you the truth I don't care either way what you do concerning her, I'm just here to keep an eye on you is all."

"Well good, you can follow me back to Jess' and watch me grab my shit and leave," I said bolting from the bar and walking outside.

"How're you getting back? Are you going to walk?" Mandy shouted as she followed me outside.

"Nope, I'm going to hail a cab."

"But you don't even know the code to get in."

"Neither do you."

"Yes I do, and believe me the cabby will call the police if you try to hop the wall."

"And how do you know the code?"

"Please, do you even need to ask? I have the means to find out and get anything I want to."

"Fine, where is your car?"

"This one over here," Mandy said as she pulled keys from her pocket and we walked towards a red Dodge Durango with tinted windows.

"You've a got a different car this time."

"Yeah we change cars quite a bit. Keep the bad guys off our trail if you will."

"Change cars? How many do you have?"

"Enough. We have vehicles stored in every major city around the country and a few smaller ones as well."

"What? Did you steal them all?"

"No, just get in. I'm not sure where we got them from, but they're legal and they're ours," Mandy answered as climbed into the vehicle.

The ride back to Jessica's place was short compared to the walk from and only lasted about twenty minutes. Sure enough Mandy knew the code and correctly input it the first time. Walking into the house Mandy and I found Jessica, Hilary, and Elisha sitting on a couch in the main living room watching tv.

"Travis what's going on?" Jessica asked when she noticed I finally came back.

"Hilary did you finish my laundry?"

"Yeah, everything is packed in your bag in your room."

"Thanks, you're a sweetheart and here's an extra twenty for not giving me any grief about it," I said pulling another twenty from my wallet and handing it to here. I walked to the room I had slept in and found my bag with my clothes neatly sitting on top of the bed.

"Travis what's going on?" Jessica asked again this time from the doorway.

"What're you talking about?"

"When Elisha and I got back, Hilary told me someone asking for you claiming to be a friend of ours called and that she overheard you shouting and then you left asking her to finish your laundry for you."

"First off I'm leaving. Mandy's here so she can look after the other two until the Hive gets their shit straightened out and don't even think about asking me why I left. Second why the hell did you tell Mandy about Kristin and I and the feelings we supposedly had for each other?"

"I told Mandy about you two, because quite frankly I don't trust you to be alone when you're worked up like this and neither does she. I know it was Kristin, who called looking for you, so what happened during the conversation?"

"Nothing really. I just found what a lying deceitful bitch she is."

You know one would think after the first two incidents I'd learn not to use the word bitch anymore, but I haven't and the wrath of Jessica filled the room as the palm of her hand slammed into my face and the stinging sound of flesh on flesh rang in the air. It hurt needless to say and looking in a mirror I saw a detailed handprint across my right cheek.

"Travis," Jessica said breathing heavily and scowling looking very pissed off. "Perhaps it is better if you leave now." Without a word I picked up my bag and left the room. As I entered the living room the girls' eyes widened as they looked at me.

"Holy shit, what happened to you?" Elisha said. I ignored the question and headed for the front door. I could hear Mandy in the background saying something to Hilary and Elisha as I continued down the walkway and into the street.

"Travis! Travis!" Mandy was shouting at me, but I didn't care. I just kept walking. I walked for several more minutes and she suddenly appeared at my side in her s.u.v. with her window down.

"Travis get in," she said as the vehicle lurched along side with me.

"No."

"God damn it Travis! Get in now!"

I stopped and the vehicle stopped. I turned and looked at her and Mandy and I stared at each other for several minutes.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Just get in please."

"No," I said before walking off again.

"Don't make me stop this car and drag you in here."

"Hey mommy, when you get home and tell Renee that I'm not joining the Hive end of story. Right now you can go back and tell Jessica that she doesn't have to worry. I'm done with her and Kristin for good."

"Will you please get in Travis? This has nothing to do with the Hive or Jessica and Kristin. I just want to talk. I'm worried about you." I really had to try hard to keep from laughing when Mandy said that.

"Worried about me? Why? I'm just a nobody crackhead dealer from the Midwest. Who gives a shit what I do or what happens to me?"
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"You win Travis. I can't even get you to talk so you win. I'll talk to the others and let them know what's going on and you'll never hear from any of us again."

"Good."

As I said that I kept walking convincing myself that I had done what was right for me. I didn't need anyone to get through life and once Simon was dealt with I'd settle down somewhere. I stopped momentarily and looked back at Mandy sitting in her truck. She had a distinct look of disappointment on her face and I was starting to feel the way she looked.

"Fuck it! Fuck it all to hell!" I screamed as I started walking again.

I had watched Mandy input the code so I memorized it and as I entered the last digit the gate opened and I walked out heading down the very same street in the very same direction I had gone earlier in the day. I found the very same bar I was at earlier and for a brief moment thought about going elsewhere, but Mandy had said she'd talk to the others so I walked in and ordered the very same beers. Sometime later as I sat at the bar with seven or eight empty glasses I felt a tapping on my shoulder.

"Hello Elisha," I said looking back. "Aren't you a bit young to be in here?"

"Give me a break. I'm a girl and I'm close enough to twenty-one. Besides we won't be here long."

"We?"

"You and I."

"Look, I told Mandy in no uncertain terms that I was finished with everything and to leave me alone."

"This isn't about the Hive anymore."

"What's it about then?"

"You and me."

"Oh really? What about us?"

"I just wanted to say thanks for bring Hilary back safe."

"No problem Elisha, I've done my one good deed in life. I can die relatively indifferent now."

"Come with me Travis," She said grabbing my left hand and pulling me by it.

"Fine, where are we going?" I agreed letting the alcohol loosen me up as I got up from the stool and walked outside.

"It's a surprise."

"I hate surprises, besides won't Mandy and Hilary be looking for you?"

"Nah, they're both back at Jessica's sleeping."

"Sleeping? What time is it and why is Mandy staying at Jess' place?"

"Almost one, and I guess because they're both upset and pissed with you."

"And you're not?"

"No, I'm not them so I don't know what the circumstances were for them feeling the way they do about you."

"That's good I guess."

"Anyway, if you really are taking off I want a taste of what Jeri was going on about so much when she was on the phone with Renee."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb with me, get in the car." I must be really messed up because I didn't even remember the walk across the parking lot we had just taken, or coming to a stop next to the little red sports car.

"Look Elisha, even if you're thinking what I think you're thinking I'm spent. Once yesterday with Jeri in the shower, a handjob from Jess on the plane, and a go round with Jess at her place. I guess you already knew about the shower at Jeri's and the bedroom at Jess' huh?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb with me. I know you were watching."

"What if I was? So what?"

"All you had to do was ask jeez."

"So can we fuck then?"

"Nope."

"Why not?" Elisha whined as the car left the parking lot and turned onto the road.

"Because I'm drunk and I'll be shooting blanks tonight if I don't get some rest."

"Jesus Travis it's not like I'm trying to get pregnant. I just want to fuck you like Jeri did and see if what she said was true."

"You'd be better off asking Natasha then, cause I was drunk when I screwed her. Where are we going anyway?"

"Like I said it's a surprise."

"And like I said I hate surprises."

"You'll like this one."

"I somehow doubt it."

We sat in the car for another ten minutes of silence, before off in the distance I saw something. Something I was all to familiar with and getting tired of seeing.

"Please tell me you're kidding," I said as the car pulled into a parking lot.

"What?" Elisha replied with a smile looking at me after she put the car into park.

"Motel 6?"

"What about it?"

"Never mind," I smirked. "So what room are we in?"

"110, two doors down on your right."

"Good, I'm not too sure if I could make it up a flight of stairs."

"I'm not gonna ask you to do much tonight. This is your reward for Hilary's rescue so let us do all the work."

"Us? Who's us? Who else is coming?"

Elisha didn't answer, but just smiled as she got out of the car walked towards the room. I got out and followed her inside the room, which looked like the fifteen hundred other Motel 6's I had stayed at in the last two months. The door slammed shut behind me and locked. Behind me guarding the door was Hilary in a matching set of purple panties and bra.

"What're you doing here? I thought you were sleeping?" I stammered having flashbacks to my daydream earlier in the laundry room.

"Since we didn't get to swim I figured I'd help Elisha reward you for my safe return."

The budding teenager was developing nicely I noticed and for this I felt extremely bad. I felt even worse when my flaccid penis started to harden and tent up my pants.

"Where's Elisha?" I mumbled turning away from Hilary.

"Right here," She answered stepping from the rest room in a matching white bra and panties set.

"I thought you said Hilary was at Jess' sleeping?"

"Are you complaining?" Elisha asked with a smile.

"Not really."

"Good. Isn't this so much better than swimming?" Hilary whispered as her hands came from behind me and unbuttoned my pants.

"I suppose it is," I smiled reaching back and grabbing Hilary's ass as her hand slithered it's way into my pants and got between me and my briefs.

Elisha walked over to Hilary and I and pulled down my pants as Hilary continued to jerk me off. She took my prick into her hand taking over Hilary's stroking duties. I watched the young Canadian blond as she kissed me on my cockhead sliding her tongue all over it. Hilary walked from behind me and laid down on the bed removing her panties as she watched Elisha and I. She parted her pussy lips with her fingers sliding them in and out smothering her clit with her thumb.

"Hilary's fingering herself baby, give her something to really masturbate," I said. Elisha's lips suddenly wrapped themselves around my shaft pressing hard as they slid back and forth. I watched excitedly as Hilary really began to push her fingers deep into her cunt while Elisha's head continued to bob back and forth over my cock wrapping it's tongue around my dick as she did so.

"That's not fair, I need love too," Hilary moaned forced to pleasure herself as she watched us.

Elisha's eyes looked at me and I nodded my head smiling. My dick slid from her mouth with a sloppy pop and we both walked towards the bed. Hilary slid back a little and spread her legs as Elisha climbed onto the bed and crawled to a stop between her legs. Hilary gasped as she felt her innards invaded by the Canadian's tongue. Looks of bliss contorted on her face and her hand slipped down to stimulate her clit as Elisha continued to eat her out.

Elisha's ass was at the foot of bed and I got to my knees on the floor behind her while I pulled down her panties. I ran my hands up and down her smooth legs and backside. She had a nicer and firmer butt than Hilary did. I used my thumbs to pry open Elisha's cunt and my tongue slithered up and down her opening before taking the plunge in. Elisha moaned as I tasted her sweet nectar and Hilary was doubly as loud as Elisha tasted hers.

I smiled to myself my mojo starting to flow when Hilary allowed Elisha to turn her over onto her stomach. Elisha then spread Hilary's ass apart pushing her tongue in her butthole. I liked the idea and copied it pulling my tongue from Elisha's pussy and spreading her backside apart. Elisha's body jolted as my tongue slid up and down her ass crack lightly pressing in.

"Oh my god… That feels good," Hilary moaned as Elisha continued her rimjob.

Grunts and moans of exuberance leapt from Elisha as she thoroughly enjoyed the giving and taking she was experiencing. I decided to take it one step further. I pulled my head back and oh so slowly and gingerly I pushed my index finger into her rectum.

"Holy shit!" Elisha cried as my finger made it to the first knuckle and started towards the second.

"Everything ok Elisha?" I asked still pushing into her behind.

"Oh fuck yeah…" She moaned replying.

"Good then, I'll have something bigger to fill you with in a bit," I said pulling my finger out and turning Elisha onto her back. With my cock in hand I guided it towards Elisha's twat rubbing the head up and down her slit teasing her.

"Don't be a bastard Travis just stick it in," Elisha pleaded.

Her pussy slowly spread apart as my cock inched it's way in. Elisha moaned with delight as I filled her sex box. Not wanting to be one to be left out Hilary straddled Elisha's head shoving her pussy into Elisha's face as she faced me.

"Eat me Elisha! Lick my cunt!" Hilary grunted. I could tell she was excited and wet as loud slurping sounds started to come from beneath Hilary's legs.

That only urged me on as I settled on a rhythmic pace and thrust my prick in and out of Elisha's pussy. Her tits were jiggling and her hands were on Hilary's breasts groping them. Hilary and I leaned forward and our lips locked as we brought our faces together. Our kiss broke and suddenly Hilary's face contorted as she started to moan loudly. I started to thrust harder and deeper into Elisha as Hilary orgasmed. Hilary fell forward temporarily drained from the orgasm and her head landed on Elisha's abdomen close to her legs. Hilary's face lifted up and she looked at me.

"It's my turn. Fuck me hard," Hilary whispered.

I nearly came inside of Elisha at the suggestion, but I held myself back and was able to withdraw from her without a problem. My dick was stickier and wetter than when it went it and I looked at Elisha.

"Give it to her hard Travis. She owes you," she said smiling as she moved out of the way so I could get to Hilary.

With a look of trepidation on her face I carefully inserted my manhood into Hilary's pussy until I hit something that nearly made me lose all my drive.

"No, no, no, I'm not doing this," I proclaimed pulling out of Hilary.

"What? What do you mean?" Hilary asked severely confused.

"I've killed and been responsible for people's deaths so in the grand scheme of things you're being underage really doesn't bother me. It'd just be a few more years added onto my jail time if anything ever happened. But you're still a virgin and I'm not going to be the one responsible or remembered for being your first."

"Please tell me you're kidding," Hilary said with a surprised look on her face.

"No I'm not."

"Hey Travis," Elisha whispered in my ear slinking up next to me, "I'll let you fuck me in the ass if you do?"

"You will?"

"Yes I will."

"Me too," Hilary added.

"You don't even know what Elisha said."

"It doesn't matter."

"Are you sure?" Elisha asked.

"Yeah. You want to screw him in case he really is leaving for good, and he saved my life. I owe him that much."

"Well if you insist," I said smiling at Hilary as my dick found it's way back into her folds. I slowly pushed back in coming to a stop as I ran into the blockade. "This is going to hurt a bit."

"I know, I know, I've heard this before. Just do it and let's get this over with," Hilary said scrunching her eyes shut clenching a handful of bed sheets.

With a quick thrust I burst through Hilary's hymen and she let out a yelp as the initial wave of pain shot through her body. I slid as much of myself into her pussy as I could before coming to a stop giving Hilary time to recover.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Yeah I'll be fine. Please keep going," she whimpered.

At Hilary's insistence I withdrew my penis and pushed it back in slowly gathering momentum. As I started to develop a nice pace and rhythm Elisha crawled onto the bed and over Hilary's body. Hilary started moaning as Elisha's tongue licked across her nipples and I continued to work myself in and out of her. Hilary's cunt was tight and squeezed my shaft firmly as I continued to explore it.

"How's it feel to finally have big juicy cock deep in your pussy?" Elisha asked after a long kiss to Hilary's lips.

"Oh my god, it's stretching me tight! It feels so fucking big inside of me!" Hilary squealed.

"Good, it's going to feel even bigger in your ass," Elisha smiled as she pushed me away.

"My ass?? Who said it was going in there?"

"You did. You said it didn't matter what I said when you agreed to do it."

"You let guys stick in your butt? Doesn't it hurt?"

"Not anymore so than vaginal sex. I know the others wouldn't give it a try, but you really should."

"Ok," Hilary nervously agreed rolling onto her stomach.

My cock was more than lubricated enough from the goop that covered it from Elisha and Hilary's innards. I ran my hands up and down both sides of Hilary's ass squeezing it as I went. In a few years she'd have a great ass I could truly enjoy just holding. Right now though, that wasn't my plan. With my cockhead at her butthole Hilary once again had bedsheets clinched in her hands as I pushed in. She moaned and whimpered as my shaft worked it's way inside. Her ass was even tighter than her pussy. When I bottomed out I carefully withdrew.

"Does this hurt anymore than a few minutes ago when I was fucking your cunt?"

"No… no it doesn't. Please keep going."

I obliged Hilary and started back inside her butt. As I bottomed out in Hilary's ass and started to pull out I looked back and saw Elisha sitting in a chair rubbing her hand up and down her pussy. Our eyes meet and I mouthed the words "Your turn is next." She smiled and continued to play with her pussy sporadically dipping her fingers inside and pulling them out so she could lick them and taste her own girl juice. Hilary's cries and twitching brought my attention back to her. So wrapped in watching Elisha I hadn't even noticed the quick pace I had taken and the hard pounding Hilary's anus was taking.

"Travis! My ass, it burns! I think I'm going to come," Hilary cried a look of anguished pleasure crossing her face.

"Don't fight it baby! Come if you want!" I encouraged her.

"Oh my god! OH MY GOD!" She screamed as her body rocked wildly. I still needed to get Elisha so I quickly pulled from Hilary's butt before I was enticed to come as well.

"I'll clean that up," Elisha said pushing me out of the way as her head dove to the wetspot between Hilary's legs.

Hilary let out a few straggling moans as Elisha's tongue cleaned her up. When she finished Elisha started smacking her lips and licking them. I took this moment when she was down to position my prick right above Elisha's asshole. I spread her cheeks apart and with one quick thrust I had penetration. Elisha's head shot up in surprise at the sudden intrusion, but the she only smiled and started to lick Hilary's twat again.

Elisha was a good-looking girl and I had thought as much when I first met her at Jeri's. Hilary was cute in her own right and was developing quite nicely, but as I laid here in bed fucking Elisha up the ass as she ate Hilary out I couldn't help but wonder what the hell was going on. I had already accepted the whole secret celebrity super group thing. I had accepted the role my association with Simon and all of his cohorts played in my life. It was one of those things where I got to thinking that everything that was going on was wrong, but at the same time it was right. I guess it was just starting to sink in how surreal everything suddenly seemed.

Hilary was young and inexperienced and coming again this time from Elisha's oral expertise. Meanwhile I found myself pounding away thrusting my erect knob hard in Elisha's ass. She was taking it well and her anus was trying to suck the life from my prick to get the creamy white filling she so yearned for.

As Hilary climbed off the bed Elisha motioned for her to move close. When Hilary's face was close she whispered something into her ear. Hilary then got off the bed and made like she was going to the bathroom, but I caught her out of the corner of my eye as she got behind me. Then as my dick plundered Elisha's ass again I felt Hilary grip my ass and lick her tongue up and down the crack. My body jerked and I lost control as I came shooting my jism into Elisha's bowels. I pulled out when my cock went limp and shrank and a tiny string of cum hung between my dickhead and Elisha's butthole. Hilary broke it and sucked my penis clean before turning her attention to Elisha's butt.

The girls took a quick shower together and allowed me to watch which I did even if nothing happened. When they finished I took one as well and slipped into a robe. I stepped out of the bathroom as they gathered their things to leave.

"Before you go, you have any idea how much longer you're going to be in Miami?"

"Not really," Elisha answered, "But Mandy talked to Jeri after you left, and since you're gone and Jeri doesn't completely trust Jessica we're going to move somewhere else to lay low."

"Don't say anything to anyone yet, but can you write down Jeri's cell number?"

"What do you need it for? Are you coming back or something?" Hilary asked as she handed me the number scribbled on some hotel stationary.

"I don't know yet. I just want it just in case I have to get in touch for some reason."

"Good. I still believe in you Travis," Elisha said kissing me on the check.

"You can be something big if you joined the Hive and helped us," Hilary said as she too kissed me on the check.

"Well look, you two better be getting back, before Mandy does wake up."

"Take care Travis."

"Talk to you later."

"Bye you two," I said as Elisha and Hilary disappeared outside.

I woke up the following morning to a strange eerieness. The birds were still chirping, the sky was still blue, but something just seemed out of place. I fixed my hair and put on deodorant before heading out to a nearby McDonald's to get some breakfast; a Big Breakfast with a large Dr. Pepper as usual. As I sat there and ate I started to think about last night and what I had thought about then.

When Mandy asked me to get into the truck I basically told her to fuck off. I know the alcohol had something to do with, but when Elisha asked me to come with her I did after very little convincing. Both of them told me that it had nothing to do with the Hive and more to do with them and me. A bit hypocritical and even if I REALLY wanted to set things straight with Mandy and see what was going on, I didn't know what she had told everyone else or how they'd react once they found out I shagged their still-training-agents especially Hilary.

"What the hell," I thought as I decided to call Jeri. "I don't really have much else to do other than to worry about Simon coming after me even if he is on the other side of the country."

When I finished eating I returned to the hotel room to make the long distance to be charged to whoever's name this room was in. The phone rang five or six times and I was about to hang up before a voice came on.

"Travis before you say a word shut up and listen to me." It was Jeri. "If you still want to be part of the Hive and work with us then pull yourself together. If it were up to me right now I'd cut you loose, but Renee is insistent on bringing you in thinking you're a project in the works and can still do us some good. You're attitude is shitty as hell and you run you're mouth with little regard to anything or anyone when you're all worked up. I don't know what happened between you, Kristin, and Jessica, but that shit needs to stay away from us."

"Jessica ain't got nothing to do with it."

"Look, I don't care Travis. For some reason Renee has some ungodly faith in you and this is your last chance. You fuck this up I'll make sure you never get within a two hundred yards of anybody. I might even turn you over to Simon for the reward money. Don't fuck this up!"

"Ok, ok, I get it, but fuck what up?"

"The situation with my house and the headquarters is more or less under control. We've got a pretty good idea who was behind it and it's only a matter of time before we catch them."

"Who is it?"

"None of your business right now. Look I still don't trust Jessica so Elisha and Hilary are being moved to a new location. Call Mandy's cell and tell her you're ready to move to Phoenix. She'll get the Elisha and Hilary and come pick you up. Once there she'll call me and I'll have more instructions then."

"Ok, that's fine"

"Oh and Travis?"

"Yeah Jeri?"

"This is your last chance. Understand?"

"Yeah, I got it."

I hung up the phone and looked around the room to make sure I didn't have anything lying out. There was just my bag on the table so I picked up the phone again to call Mandy.

"Shit, I don't have Mandy's number," I mumbled knowing I had no way to get into contact with anyone except Jeri who I'd have to call back to get Mandy's number.

"That's all right, I can call her for you," A familiar voice said from the doorway.

"Good morning Natasha. So good to see you and Ali again," I said turning to face the couple who were leaning against the door.

"Good morning my ass," Ali scowled. "We were in California this close to finding out who the traitor was then we get a call forcing us to fly out here in the middle of the night because you're throwing temper tantrums.

"Look Travis, I don't know what R sees in you to make her insist on keeping you around, but as soon as the situation with Simon is done with I suggest you part ways with us," Natasha added.

"Hey Nat everyone is calling her Renee know. It's no longer a secret that needs to be kept from me."

"Shut up and listen," Ali interjected glaring at me. "It's Natasha. It's not Nat or any other cute name you can come up with. You will address us by our full names, and if by some grace of God you work out and don't go awol on us then you can address differently. Until then don't do it. Oh and don't you ever touch Elisha or Hilary again. Got it?"

"How did you know about that?"

"Mandy was up when they finally returned to Jessica's. We found out when we landed. The only reason I haven't said anything to Jeri or Renee is because both Elisha and Hilary begged us not to and explained their reasons behind last night's actions. I don't buy what they said, but I'm going to go against my gut instinct here and not say anything for now," Natasha said. After the pissing on by Jeri and now this I had just about had enough.

"This shit is getting old and tired. You know what? I quit. Actually I can't quit since I never joined the Hive, but give my apologies to Renee and Mandy. I'm sorry I disappointed them both. As for you two and Jeri all three of you can fuck off. I don't need you I don't want to be near you. I'll take my chances on the streets with Simon," I screamed extremely agitated as I picked up my bag and blew by the both of them and walked outside.

"Where do you think you're going?" Ali yelled at me as I kept walking.

"Fuck you!" I shouted back stepping onto the sidewalk and heading down the street. I didn't know where I was going, but any place was better than here. I didn't have enough money to blow on an airline ticket so I stopped to hail a cab to take me to the train station. As a cab started to get close to the a black Honda Civic cut in front of it and stopped where I stood. The passenger window rolled down and Natasha's head popped out.

"Get in."

"I said fuck off. I'm done with you people."

"Travis put your feelings for us aside and get in. We've got a situation on our hands. It involves Simon, Kristin, and your parents."

"What? What are you talking about?"

"Get in and I'll explain it on the way back to Jessica's."

If Simon was willing to have Jack kidnap and kill Hilary if the Hive didn't cooperate in turning me over, then I knew there was no telling what he would be willing to do with grown adults. I got into the car full of dreaded uncertainty. I knew now what had caused me to think about life like I did last night.

"What's going on?" I asked as the car sped off.

"I just got a call from Mandy and apparently within the last half an hour someone dropped off at tape addressed to you. It used letters cut out from a magazine and since nobody was supposed to know where you were she opened the package and watched the tape. She didn't say what was on it, but just that we needed to bring you back to Jessica's," Natasha answered.

The rest of the car ride was made in silence and there was something oddly quiet about the neighborhood when we pulled into the driveway at Jess'. Jessica and Mandy were outside where they greeted us with expressionless faces. The looks in their eyes told another story though.

"I don't know what's going on, but before anyone says anything I have to apologize to the both of you," I said to Mandy and Jessica. "I was a complete ass and out of line last night and next time I talk to her I need to apologize to Kristin too."

At the mention of Kristin's name Jessica bit her lip and her face cringed before she went inside her house.

"What about us?" Ali asked.

"Natasha sure, I still don't like you though."

"Asshole."

"That was established long ago Ali," I replied.

"Guys, cut it out and let's go inside," Mandy said following Jess.

As I walked into the living room Elisha and Hilary were sitting on the couch with somber looks on their faces. Jessica was next to Hilary and she was staring at the floor. Ali and Natasha were both leaning against a wall and Mandy was pacing around the room.

"So what's this situation?" I asked.

"Travis sit down," Mandy said to me. I took a seat in a recliner and was really starting to get concerned.

"Ok, so can someone tell me what's going?"

"Like I told Natasha when I called her," Mandy began, "While they were on their way to get you someone left a package at the front door and left. I opened it and watched the tape inside for the same reasons I gave Natasha to give to you. After you watch it please don't act too hasty. There's a smart way to deal with this."

"Deal with what?"

"Just watch," Mandy said quietly as she picked up the vcr remote and pressed play.

The video came on and the camera sat at a frontal shot of the very house I had grown up in many years ago, the house that my sister and I had grown up together in. The video played and stayed focused on the house for several more minutes before Simon's voice came on.

"Everyone knows the story of the three little pigs, how the big bad wolf decided he wanted to eat the pigs, and, how the third little pig wouldn't allow himself to be eaten and put an end the wolf's nasty ways. Travis, my friend, you are that wolf. First you decided to have Cody and Tito killed because you didn't want pay them back money you owed. Cody was a moron and I was more than willing to look past his death and help you out as long as you helped me out. For awhile I thought it was going to work out, but then you decided to take up Ms. Kreuk's cause. I still don't know the full extent of her plans, but those don't matter anymore. You're big mistake was hooking up with the Hive. You want to defy me and help them, then fine I don't mind playing hardball. I just wanted to meet with you and discuss things so I had Hilary kidnapped, big fucking deal. You had to go and kill Jack too though, the very guy who helped you get rid of Cody and Tito in the first place, and you did all of this for what? So that you'd be one step closer to finally meeting R? To whatever Hive members that are watching don't worry. Soon enough you'll know who's behind your recent string of problems. Oh and what exactly was the point of calling her R and keeping her identity a secret from Travis? Everyone under the sun knows R is Renee Zellwegger. She is such a nice girl and we had such a great time together, but now is not the time to reminisce. Travis you may have been the big bad wolf and killed the first two pigs, but the third one won't be so easy to kill although a house will get blown down."

No sooner had Simon said "down" then the house and the video blew up violently sending debris everywhere. The video played a few minutes of the house being engulfed in flames before Simon's voice came back on.

"Don't worry about your parents though Johnny… er Travis. It's been awhile since anyone's called you that hasn't it? Anyway, your parents are currently keeping Ms. Kreuk company."

The video suddenly switched from the burning house to a dimly lit room that look like it might have been some sort of storage room. Inside the room were my parents and Kristin bound and gagged to chairs with a blindfold covering their eyes and duct tape covering their mouths.

"If you ever want to see any of them alive then I'll make you a deal. $200,000 a piece or $500,000 for all three. I have an offshore account that I want the money deposited into and all the necessary information you need to make the transaction were include with this tape. Just remember your parents think you're dead and even before you supposedly died they had forsaken you from the family so as I see it your choice is quite clear. You have one week."

With that last sentence the tape ended and Mandy turned off the tv and vcr. I sat in silence for several minutes staring at the blank screen. Nobody else said a word or batted an eyelash; not a sound was made except for Elisha coughing. Then Mandy spoke up.

"Travis?"

"Yeah?"

"What's going right now? How're you feeling?"

"Everyone is right. I don't think straight or act rationally when I get worked up. I'm gonna go back to my room for a bit. You mind if I hang around for awhile longer Jess?"

"Not at all. Stay as long as you like."

"Thanks."

Alone and back in the room I had slept in the first night I was here I dropped my bag on the floor and shut the door behind me. Then I laid down on the bed and stared straight up at the ceiling thinking. It was mostly about nothing. I was left alone in my room for awhile until Jessica knocked at the door asking if I wanted some lunch. I thanked her but said I was fine and she left never setting a foot in the room.

I'm not sure how much time I spent alone or what I thought about if anything, but when I looked at the clock it read 3:00 PM. Now I realized how hungry I was and felt my stomach rumbling. I left the room to walk to the kitchen and found the house deserted except for Mandy who sat at the kitchen table talking on her cell phone.

"Hey he's here now, want to talk to him?" She said when she noticed I had left my room. "Ok hold on." "Here, it's Renee talk to her," Mandy said.

"What does she want?"

"We're going to help you with Simon. End this once and for all."

"Oh ok," I said taking the phone from here. "Hello?" I said into it.

"Travis?"

"Yeah?"

"This is Renee."

"I've heard quite a bit about you."

"All good I hope."

"Mostly about how you still had faith in me despite my actions as of late and the feelings of the others."

"That I do Travis."

"Why though? I've pissed on your people numerous times and told them to fuck off."

"I know, but we all have issues some more so than others and we have to deal with them. Please don't repeat this to anybody, but you remind me a lot of Ali when we first found her."

"Thanks for the compliment I guess."

"What I mean is you're a bit rough around the edges like she was and she still is to a degree, but in the end it'll work out fine for you like it did her."

"Why me though? I'm nobody special, I'm not a hot blond-haired celeb, I'm just some recovering coke head from St. Louis."

"Mandy's a hot dark-haired celebrity."

"That's a dye job."

"Yeah I know, I was just trying to lighten up things a bit. As far as why you all I can say is why not? I've had a feeling about you since I first found out you were involved in the explosion in St. Louis that killed Cody and Tito. I know it's a cop out and a lame excuse, but I just have this feeling."

"Speaking of which what about the fact that I've killed people? Doesn't that go against the Hive's rules?"

"In extreme cases we may have to do some dirty work, but for the most part it does clash with our rules. However in each case the act has been justified and until you starting murdering people for personal gain and wealth there won't be a problem."

"What did Simon mean when he said you two had a great time together?"

"I knew as soon as I found out Simon was involved that this would most likely get brought out into the open. Have you ever seen any of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre movies?"

"Just the first one, it's a classic. I'm not even going to ask what you were doing in the fourth, but from what I hear it sucked."

"Hey I needed money and they offered me the role. Anyway as far as Simon goes there was an incident while we were filming the movie, and from that the first inkling of an idea for the Hive was formed. I wouldn't put it together until a few years ago, but that's where it started. Details for the incident will have to wait until later though. As for the situation at hand listen to me. I know and everyone knows the situation with you and what you've done and said to people, but there isn't any justifiable reason not to help you. Jeri and I will fly in to Miami tomorrow and with everyone around we'll formulate a plan. You're going to behave and stick around right?"

"Yeah I will. I'll be here tomorrow when you get here."

"Good. I'll see you then. Goodbye Travis."

"Goodbye Renee."

"And?" Mandy asked as I handed her back her phone.

"There's not much to say really. Renee and Jeri are flying in tomorrow and then we'll formulate some sort of plan."

"I figured as much. There others are out seeing the town, so do you want to go grab a bite to eat or do something? I'd imagine you're hungry because you haven't eaten all day."

"Actually I am hungry, but I don't much feel like going out. I'm just going to make myself a sandwich."

"Here let me make that for you."

"No thanks, I've got it," I said as I pulled a loaf of bread from the breadbox and got two slices out. I then walked to the fridge and took out the cheese and bologna.

"Well look I've got some things I need to do first before Renee and Jeri get here tomorrow, so are you going to be ok alone?" Mandy asked as I finished making my sandwich.

"Yeah I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"I'm not worried, it's just that… I don't know, I guess I am worried about you right now. Just please be here when I get back ok?"

"Ok, I'll be here. I promise."

"I'll see you in a little while then."

"See ya."

As Mandy walked towards the front of the house I grabbed myself a soda from the fridge and walked out to the patio with sandwich and drink in hand. On the beach side of her house Jessica had a small quaint patio that included a grill, a table, and chairs. Out on the beach there was a large multi-colored umbrella sticking out of the sand with two of those long chairs that could be laid down so you can tan. Between the chairs was a spot where a large ice chest would sit filled with cold drinks.

With no plate to worry about I sat down in one of the chairs underneath the umbrella as I ate my sandwich and drank my soda. Watching the ocean crash onto shore and listening to birds squawk as they flew nearby was very relaxing. I looked up and down both sides of the beach and it was deserted save for a few people in the far distance tanning in the sun.

Swallowing the last bit of soda I dropped the can onto the sand and laid back closing my eyes as I let the ambience of the beach take me over. A drowsy dream like state took over my body indicating sleep wasn't far off. It was not to be though. The sliding back door that lead to be beach opened and shut and footsteps jumped off the patio. I was in a sleepy enough state that I needed to rub my eyes as I turned to see who my company was.

"Shit! I'm sorry Travis, you weren't sleeping I hope," Ali said.

"Not really. I was thinking with my eyes closed. I've got a bit on my mind."

"Do you mind if I join you?" She asked before sitting down on the empty chair.

"Nah, go ahead if you want. Why're you being so friendly though?"

"Look Travis, I just want to apologize for everything. We got off to a bad start and it was partly my fault and I gave you a lot of unnecessary shit."

"Don't worry about it. I'm sure some of it was necessary. I know I can be an ass sometimes."

"You're willing to forget about it just like that?"

"Yeah, I've got bigger things to worry about."

"Well good then. Just one other thing?"

"What happened last night with Elisha and Hilary? Elisha fine. If she wants to fuck you then by all means do it all you want, but Hilary? She's only fifteen."

"I know that and I harbor guilt for it too. I don't know what you want me to say or if there is anything I can say, but I was drunk and very pissed off about a lot of things including my life. She and Elisha made the first move and I was a bit inebriated. It's not an excuse; it's a reason. It's not a good reason, but what can I say? I used to snort coke. My choices in life haven't been very keen or else none of us would be here in this situation."

"Well don't worry about it Travis. I've talked to the others and we've decided not to say anything about last night. I honestly have no idea how Renee or Jeri would react if they found out."

"I'll say something to them about it once this whole thing is over. Then if Renee's not disgusted enough and can convince Jeri that it's a good idea then I'll stay."

"You will?"

"Maybe."

"You ass clown."

"I see you've seen Office Space too huh?"

"Yeah I have. I think there's something kinda cool about that word."

"Where's everybody else?"

"They're inside doing their own thing now. Hilary and Elisha are watching tv again, and I think Jessica is out jogging. I'm not sure what Natasha's up to. Where' s Mandy? I haven't seen her anywhere."

"She said she had some things to do before Jeri and Renee got here tomorrow and she left. You know what she's talking about?"

"I think so, but it's not important. You know Travis," Ali said as she stood up, "You remind me a little bit of myself so you can't be all bad." I chuckled as she said this. "What's so funny?"

"I can't say. I promised I wouldn't tell anyone."

"Promised who?"

"I'm not supposed to repeat this to anyone so you can't say anything, but I was talking to Renee on the phone earlier and she said that I reminded her of you when you first joined."

"Be proud Travis. I'm a great person to be compared to," Ali replied with a smile.

"And so modest," I joked.

"I'm going back inside. I'll see you later."

"Alright cya my hero," I said as my eyes returned to the ocean and Ali went back inside.

I sat there laying in the chair for a few more minutes then got up and went back inside to make myself another sandwich and get another soda. Elisha and Hilary were still sitting on the couch and we exchanged a few pleasantries. Ali and Natasha were nowhere to be found, but I wasn't concerned. With my second helpings in hand I headed towards the door to go back to the beach. As I neared it Hilary saw me and jumped up.

"Here let me help you with that," She said as she slid open the door.

"It's alright, I'm ok here," I said as I stepped outside.

"You mind if I talk to you for a moment?" Hilary asked shutting the door behind her. I sat back down in my chair underneath the umbrella and Hilary sat in the other.

"Sure, what's on your mind?"

"Let me go with you."

"Where?"

"When you go to rescue Kristin and your parents."

"I'm not even sure what's going to happen as far as that goes. Renee and Jeri are flying in tomorrow and we're going to decide the best course of action then. I'm going to see what they have to say before I do anything."

I knew that was a lie. I was going to leave in the middle of the night again. I didn't know what I was going to do, but this was something I was going to take care of myself. This was something I had to do on my own in order to set things straight.

"Well whatever ends getting decided let me help. I owe you."

"No you don't Hilary, and actually I owe you."

"Owe me for what?"

"About last night, it was a mistake. It's not that I don't like you or anything, but I shouldn't have been the first person to you slept with."

"What are you talking about? I chose to help Elisha out and mess around with you. I decided this on my own"

"Yeah, but there are better people out there is all. Ones without blood on their hands or drugs in their system or with the history that I do."

"You need to stop being so self-deprecating Travis."

"I can't help it."

"You need to work on it then."

"I'll see what I can do."

"I'm gonna get changed and go swimming with Elisha in a moment. You're more than welcome to join us."

"Thanks for the offer, but I hate salt water."

"Alright then your loss."

"I'll be more than happy to watch though."

"That's the way it always is with you older men."

"Maybe if you were older or I was younger I'd spend more time with you when I was sober, but it is not to be."

"Or perhaps I'll just wait three years."

"You're more than welcome to, though I can't say whether or not I'll be around then. I might not be around past next week."

"Yes you will. Ali won't let you die, she needs somebody to mold into her likeness."

"What're you talking about?"

"I overheard her talking with Natasha that she thought you reminded her of herself a bit."

"I see."

"Hey Hilary are you going to get dressed?" Elisha shouted suddenly walked past both of us towards the water in a red tiny bikini.

"In a minute. Travis here is being a party pooper. Says he hates salt water."

"He did say he was going to sit on his ass the whole time he was here."

"That's true. I'll change and be out in a minute."

"Try to be friendlier and more sociable, it won't kill you," Hilary said before leaving to go inside to change.

Without another word to me Elisha waded out into the water and started to swim. Hilary returned beachside about ten minutes later wearing a black two piece suit, that wasn't quite as sexy as what Elisha was wearing, but it still looked nice.

"Where'd you two get suits from?" I asked as Hilary walked past me.

"We bought them when were out today. You should've come with us."

"Why's that?"

"We were eating lunch at this café and the waiter spilled water all over Jessica. The problem was she wasn't wearing a bra and her shirt clung to her chest and you could see her nipples through the wet shirt. She nearly had a cow when it happened."

"I'm sorry I missed it."

"Yeah, but the guys at the table next to us were glad they didn't. Are you sure you won't join us for a swim?"

"Yeah I'm sure."

"Alright then," Hilary said as she just smiled and walked into the ocean water.

The girls had a good time splashing around and swimming and horseplaying. I found myself getting thirsty so I got up and went back inside to get another drink. I found some margarita mix, but considering the situation at hand I decided not to make any. I would need to be as sober and clear headed as I could be for the next couple of days or so. Instead, I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sipped on it as I stared out the door.

"To be young again," I heard Natasha's voice say from behind me.

"Hey Natasha, whatcha been up to?"

"I've been out getting a few things."

"Like?"

"We don't have that long while they're out swimming so follow me. I have something to show you in your room."

"My room? What's in there?" I asked as we walked through the house.

"Just a few things I want to show and give you," Natasha said as she led me into my room and shut the door behind me. Ali was sitting on the bed examining and playing with a gun that looked exactly like the one Jeri gave me. "Where'd you find my gun?"

"This isn't you're gun, it's a different one we bought for you."

"Bought for me? Why?"

"Look Travis, when Renee and I said you reminded us of me we said it for a reason. Knowing you and the stunt you pulled at the hospital Natasha and I have our doubts about whether you'd still be here in the morning."

"We don't think, actually we know you won't be here," Natasha said, "because this is something you'll want to finish on your own since you started it so we decided to get you a gift."

"Thanks I guess," I said taking the gun from Ali who also handed me a dozen clips. "So what now?"

"When you leave in the middle of the night tonight, we're not going to stop you and we're not going to tell the others, so there's nothing to do but get rid of Simon and bring back Kristin and your parents safely," Ali replied. "Until then…"

Ali got up from the bed and she and Natasha moved towards each other and embraced. As their faces met and their lips locked Natasha's hand gave Ali's butt a gentle squeeze.

"What's this for?" I asked as they stripped each other.

"Consider this a going away present," Natasha replied smiling as her naked body climbed onto the bed and came to a rest. "Get yourself a chair from the kitchen and just sit back and enjoy the show."

As much as I'd love to have been rolling around in bed with these two, I was more than happy to be just a spectator. I peaked outside as I grabbed a chair from the kitchen and saw that Elisha and Hilary were still in the water wading around.

Back in my room I found Natasha kissing Ali's nipples as I sat down in the chair. Ali moaned and I saw Natasha had something in her hand. It was a large two-sided dildo. With it in hand Natasha got into a sixty-nine with Ali grinding her pussy into Ali's face. The two girls began to feverishly lick each other's slits up and down darting their tongues inside

I could feel my cock start to harden as Natasha brought the dildo to Ali's pussy and slowly slide it inside. Ali gasped as the large fake dick entered into her dark cavern spreading apart the walls. She began to thumb Natasha's clit rubbing over it and making it swell with her left hand as she brought her right hand to Nat's pussy and inserted two fingers inside.

I did what I could to fight the urge, but in the end my swelling dick forced me to loosen my pants and free it from it's restraints. I began to rub my shaft up and down as I watched Natasha work the dildo harder and deeper into Ali. Both women began to moan and push their hips back onto their vaginal intruders.

"Fuck the dildo Nat," I whispered still jerking off and watching the girls have fun with their toy.

Natasha let go of the dildo and Ali removed her fingers so that Natasha could situate herself to make full use of the large cock. With her pussy filled Ali waited patiently as Natasha pushed the dildo into her own cunt. The two started off slow first pulling away from the dildo then pushing themselves onto it. Natasha and Ali were both leaning back as they fucked the fake dick. Their breasts were swaying in the air, bouncing more and more as their body's intensity picked up. The both then began to finger their clits making them swell up.

Cock in hand I was stroking myself hard not sure which Hive member I wanted to fantasize more about. Perhaps it was the words of Renee or Ali herself that brought me to use Ali in my own little dream world. My hand wrapped tightly around my cock as I jerked off to my fantasy of being alone with Ali and being able to royally fuck her.

Suddenly I heard Natasha start to scream and shout loudly. I could only guess she was in the throws of orgasm, which I was almost near myself. I let go of my throbbing member and just watched Nat as her body squirmed and her face contorted to express her body's pleasure. It became apparent that Ali was quiet this night whenever she reached her climax when both girls slid off the dildo and there was a shine at each end.

I nearly came when I learned what Ali and Natasha wanted to do next. The called me to the bed before they both got onto all fours with their asses facing each other. Natasha handed me the dildo and told me to stick it into her ass. My penis stood at full attention and I so badly wanted to cure my body of it's desire, but I held myself back and did as I was asked.

Nat's anus wasn't loose, but it certainly was more flexible and willing to accept the protuberance. When
she told me she had enough inside of her I had Ali carefully and slowly back up until the other end was pushing into her asshole. Ali's butt took a bit more work and several times I had to lick her butt crack up and down lubing it thoroughly with my saliva. Slowly but surely the dildo was worked into Ali's sphincter and she and Natasha were slowly grinding their backsides back and forth on it.

My dick throbbing again I returned to pleasuring myself content with just watching Natasha and Ali make love to their inanimate bedmate. I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes returning to my fantasy world. This time Natasha was with Ali and I. She was lying on the bed wearing a large strap-on. Ali was on top of her riding it hard thrusting her pussy down on it and I was behind Ali as I fucked her in the ass. I could hear Ali groaning and grunting loudly as both lower orifices were feverishly worked over. Ali had a tight asshole in my fantasy like she did in real life. Natasha too began to grunt loudly yelling dirty things at Ali. Suddenly our bodies were sweaty heaps of motion thrusting back and forth, up and down.

Then suddenly I felt something that brought me back to reality. My eyes bugged and I nearly freaked when I felt a set of hands knock away my own and lips wrapped around the base of my penis. I looked down and saw Elisha between my legs tongueing my cock with a smile. I started to open my mouth to say something, but Elisha's head bobbed up and she held her finger up to her mouth.

"Hilary's outside tanning and I thought I'd see what you were up to," Elisha whispered in my ear. "No wonder you didn't want to go swimming. Let's be quiet and not disturb Nat and Ali."

I nodded my head in agreement and looked over at Natasha and Ali. They were still too wrapped up in themselves and apparently didn't notice Elisha was now in the room. Elisha took hold of my prick and pushed it up against my abdomen. I felt her tongue then glide up and down the bottom of my shaft before stoppng at my scrotum. It was such a rush and felt so good as Elisha began tonguing my balls. Precum began to dribble out of my peehole and Elisha took notice. She licked up the wet spot before engulfing my prick in her mouth.

I looked over at Natasha and Ali who were now kissing and making out as Natasha worked the dildo in and out of Ali's ass. They both glanced up at me unexpectedly and only shook their head with a smile as they watched the backside of Elisha's head bob back and forth and heard the sucking sounds she made. Harder and deeper Elisha sucked on my dick taking it deep into the back of her throat. I let out a muffled ground as my balls started to ache and the threat of orgasm neared once again. Elisha deepthroated me and held my shaft in her mouth. As her tongue tickled my dick and her lips applied pressure I could feel my body aching for release. That's when it happened.

"I suppose it's better you work the tension out now, instead of when we're facing off with Simon," Mandy said from the doorway with Jessica standing behind her.

It was then that I had started to come in Elisha's mouth, but her head suddenly jerked away so I was left in the open shooting wildly. One stream of my jism nailed Elisha in the eye. Everybody just sat or stood silently wherever they were for a few minutes. I pulled my pants up and try to recompose myself.

"When everyone is dressed again, meet back in the kitchen and we can discuss dinner," Mandy said before walking away. Jessica looked at me and smiled almost laughing.

"You're good Travis, you know that? But not good enough to not clean up your little mess there and wash the sheets. I'll talk to you later about this little house of sin you've built," Jessica said before following Mandy.

"Maybe when there's more time, we can be alone," Elisha said in my ear after wiping the white glob from her eye. She kissed me on the cheek and smiled as she turned to leave. She looked damn good in that red bikini. I said that already didn't I?

Ali and Natasha then each kissed me on a cheek simultaneously. As they walked out of the room Ali turned around. "Tell the others we'll be there in a minute. Natasha and I are going to clean up and change panties. Oh, and Travis you have my word. You won't have any problems making a quiet exit tonight."

"Thanks," I replied. I picked up the gun and clips that the two girls had given me and I had carelessly left on the floor. I packed them in my bag and got everything ready for my trip later tonight. When I was done I walked into the kitchen to discuss dinner.

[davesmistress]

The following story is purely a work of fiction of a sexual nature. If
you're not of age, it's illegal to view such material in your community,
etc. then stop right now and go away.

Archive and distribute freely as you please as long as the story goes
unaltered and my e-mail is left in.

This is the last chapter of the Travis Walker mini. This whole thing was an
attempt at a series to see what I could, and though it didn't come out as I
would have liked I think it ended up ok. To anyone who may have read TW this
isn't the original ending I had in mind, but since I didn't feel much like
writing in the past few months and lost the notes I had scribbled down this
is what you got.

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Travis Walker : Ch. 5 - Which Way To Go
by:
turc443 (jjdak@hotmail.com)
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Dinner was pretty uneventful. The lot of us argued for a bit about what to
eat and in the end the general consensus was just to order some Chinese
food. I'm not a big fan of it, but chicken fried rice was the one thing I
could eat endlessly so I got that as usual when I ate Chinese.

I ended up eating alone in my room and I think everyone just thought I
wanted some time alone because of the situation since nobody bothered me.
That was partially true. I was certainly concerned about my parents and
Kristin, but the thing that bothered me was this faith that Renee and Ali
and the others had in me. If all went well with taking down Simon and his
operation then they were wanting me to join their crime fighting group or
whatever the Hive was.

The problem was I just wasn't that type of person. I wasn't looking to
redeem myself for anything I ever did or to make the world a better place.
When I was sober my motto had been "If you leave me alone I'll leave you
alone." All I wanted now was to move somewhere quiet and lead as boring and
uneventful life as I could. Hell I wasn't even sure that I was going to
survive the week and my encounter with Simon.

Before any of that could play out I had a bit of a dilemma I needed to work
out first. Simon had given me a week to get him the money which obviously I
couldn't gather on my own and I'm was pretty sure the Hive wasn't planning
on paying. At last count I had around four hundred dollars or so give or
take twenty and there was no way in hell I was going to be able to buy a
plane ticket on such short notice from Miami to San Francisco. I could have
gone by bus, but that would have been cutting it pretty damn close.

As I sat on my bed playing with the 380 Comp Pistol that Natasha and Ali had
gotten for me there was a knock at the door. I quickly shoved it and the
clips into my bag that was on the floor and zipped it up.

"Who is it?"

"It's me," Elisha answered.

"It's open."

"Hey how are you doing?" she asked entering my room.

"Doing ok I guess. I've had better Chinese before though."

"Look the reason I'm here is because I just wanted to thank you again for
saving Hilary."

"Hey stop worrying about it. I said I'd bring her back safe and I did.
Everything's ok now."

"Like I said earlier maybe when we have more time we can be alone for a
bit."

"Yeah, maybe."

"Uh, Travis?"

"Yeah?"
"You're not planning on leaving tonight are you?"

"No, why?"

"Just curious. You've done it before is all."

"Can you do me a favor? Get Ali for me. I need to talk to her about
something." Elisha looked at me funny like she didn't trust me all of a
sudden. How much did she really trust me anyway? "I just want to talk to her
about something Renee said to me earlier."

"Ok... I'll go find her."

I knew that Elisha suspected something was up and then I realized it was
probably a bit suspicious that my clothes that I hadn't put in my bag
already were neatly folded in a pile at the foot of my bed. I unpacked my
bag so nobody else who came by would get suspicious and as I zipped up the
bag with the gun and ammo inside someone else knocked at the door.

"Hello?"

"It's me Travis," Ali answered.

"Come in."

"Elisha said you wanted to talk to me about something that Renee said to
you," she said walking into my room.

"Just a sec. Close the door."

"Sure," Ali replied doing as I asked. "What's going on?"

"I need a couple of favors from you before I leave tonight."

"Depends on what they are."

"Ok, first I need to borrow some money or I need you to work some Hive
magic, because I only have four hundred dollars and that's not enough to fly
cross country let alone on this short a notice."

"That shouldn't be a problem. Renee and Jeri are coming in on a chartered
flight tomorrow so going commercial shouldn't have any immediate concerns.
I'll have some questions to answer down the road once they find out I got
the plane ticket for you, but that's nothing to concern yourself with. What
else do you need?"

"The only other thing I need is another one of those gun cases that'll let
me take my gun on board undetected."

"That's going to be a problem. I can't get my hands on one of those on this
short a notice."

"Huh... Well I guess I'll have to leave my gun here and get one in San
Francisco."

"What about the waiting period?"

"I can get one off the black market."

"Don't. You don't know where those have been. You buy a gun that was used to
kill a cop then you're in deep shit. Look I'll give you my case. It'll be
something else to explain later, but they'll understand when I mention it's
for you. Maybe."

"Why are you helping me like this knowing this isn't how Renee wants to take
care of this?"

"Because I can. Just don't get yourself killed ok?"

"I'll try not to."

"Good, give me a minute to get the case."

Ali left the room and returned a few minutes later with the case. I took it
from her and placed my gun and clips inside and then placed the case in my
bag and zipped it shut. I sat up on the bed and looked at Ali who looked
back at me with her arms folded across her chest.

"There any food left?" I asked.

"Just fortune cookies. You still hungry?"

"A bit. I'm in the mood for a hamburger for some reason. Drive me back to
town to get one?"

"Sure. I wouldn't mind spending some time with my protege."

"Am I going to have to learn to fart after eating fast food like you?"

"That was a movie Travis."

"Art imitates life they say," I said getting up and grabbing my wallet.
There was a knock at the door as I slipped the wallet into my pocket.

"Yeah?" Ali and I answered simultaneously.

"What's going on?" Natasha asked opening the door without my permission.

"Ali and I were talking about some things and now we're going to hit the
town and get me a burger. I'm still a bit hungry. A growing boy needs to eat
you know. Want to come along?"

"You're hardly a boy," Natasha smirked, "and I think I'll pass. Thanks for
offering though."

"Do a favor then while we're gone," Ali said. "Get Travis a plane ticket to
San Francisco for tomorrow morning. I'll take the blame for him leaving."

"Yeah sure, no problem. The earliest I can get you is probably between five
or six."

"That's fine, I'll just stay at a hotel near the airport for a few hours."

"Alright then, consider it done. You two kids take care tonight and behave."

"Yeah, look who's talking," Ali smirked.

Perhaps Ali and I should have listened more carefully to Natasha's warning.
We found a small out of the way diner in town and I order a hamburger and
beer. She ordered a beer as well. I ate and we chit chatted though it was
mostly small talk. We both finished our beers and ordered another. We
finished those and ordered another, and another, and another. We drank until
we were both pretty good and drunk. Then we started to fool around in the
diner. First it was mostly playing footsies under the table, and then it
became rubbing our foot in each other's crotches.

Ali was rubbing my groin with her foot which was sitting inside a shoe, but
to have her blatantly and willfully wanting my cock turned me on regardless.
The conversation we had up to that point wasn't all that important or at
least I don't think it was. Mostly it was about ourselves and how we came to
get involved with the Hive. Both Renee and Ali said something about it so I
think it was Ali and I's personalities being so alike and the alcohol
pushing through our system that lead us to the back of the s.u.v. with my
pants down around my ankles and Ali's lips wrapped around my penis.

I could hear her groaning and felt her wet mouth as her head bobbed up and
down over my shaft. I was sitting in the first bench seat with my legs
sitting across it. Ali was sitting on floor between the two front seats and
her head was leaning over my crotch. I could feel her tongue slither around
my shaft as her lips applied gentle pressure to it as they traveled over it
back and forth.

I leaned back against the window and smiled as Ali continued to suck me off.
I could feel my dick pulsing within her mouth and knew that soon I'd reach
orgasm. As my body relaxed and my eyes remained shut I shut myself down and
fell asleep for a moment. I woke several minutes later as I felt my shirt
being pushed up.

"Here hold this," Ali whispered handing me the bunched up shirt.

I took it in my hand and soon felt my cock pressed against my abdomen. Ali
then began to lick at my balls taking them in her mouth from time to time
and softly sucking on them. I could hear her moans getting louder as she
continued work her tongue on my penis and soon I started to ejaculate. I
could feel tiny drops of my semen splash down on my body somewhere between
my stomach and chest. As the fireworks ended Ali began to lick the front of
my body cleaning up my cum.

"That was fucking awesome," I mumbled feeling good and smiling.

"I know. Now let's get to California sweetie."

"California? I've got to go back to Jess's first and get my stuff... And
you're staying here with the others," I said slurring my speech and opening
my eyes.

"No I'm not. I'm going with you. Now pull your pants back up."

"What do mean..." I began to ask before looking down at the facing just now
sucking my dick. "Who are you?" I asked as the blond woman got off her knees
and into the driver's seat and I pulled my pants back up fastening them.

"You don't know who I am? Oh god..." the woman moaned. "You knew who Ali and
Natasha were."

"Well yeah I've seen Natasha naked and Ali was in a Kevin Smith movie."

"I was naked in a movie too, though I don't suspect you're the type to see
arty movies."

"Oh ok, I know who you are you're that chick from Ally McBeal right?"

"Yeah that too. You can call me ---."

"I know who you are. My question though is where's Ali and what are you
doing here?"

"Ali's still in her s.u.v. passed out in the back. You're in a conversion
van I'm driving at the moment."

"What? I was only asleep for a few minutes."

"Try sixty."

"Ok so how the hell did you get me into your van?"

"I told one of the bouncers at the bar down the road that you were my
boyfriend cheating on me and that I wanted to take you home and I had him
move you into the van. Anymore questions?"

"Yeah, so why are you looking for me?"

"Because we're going to California to pay Simon a visit. Oh and before you
ask I had time to kill before you woke up."

"Why are you taking me to Simon-" I trailed off realizing who Portia was.
"So you're the ex-member causing all the problems for the Hive."

"Bingo. I see you've got a big brain too."

"You do know that I had to kill Jack to get Hilary back and Jess got shot?"

"Yeah I know. Things got way out of hand."

"So what's your part in all of this?"

"Ok here's the thing. Yes I used to work for the Hive, but things got a
little ancy between Renee and me. I'm not going to go into details right
now, but I left before any of our feelings could get hurt too badly. Yeah I
was pissed off about the way I left, but Hilary getting kidnapped and
Jessica getting shot was not part of the plan. I keep my ear to the ground
about things and when I heard you were with the Hive and Simon was after you
I decided to pass him along some hints to bring you in. I wasn't sure how
badly he wanted you dead, but from everything I had heard about you you
didn't have much going for yourself and pretty much hated life."

"Actually it kind of depends now what day you catch me on. So what the hell
are you doing with someone like Simon?"

"We don't have much of any kind of relationship, except that I've met him a
few times and he's provided me with vehicles when I needed one."

"So what now? You going to take me in to Simon and claim the reward money
he's offered for me?"

"No, I want to make things right. I'm going to help you take out Simon, and
save Kristin and your parents."

"And how do you propose we do that? I have none of my stuff with me and I
certainly can't go back to Jess's to get them without getting caught."

"We'll get what you need in California and I'll call Simon to set up a
meeting. Once we get there we'll figure something out before we meet him."

"Sounds very detailed and thought out. So what do we do in the mean time?"

"I don't suspect you were going to wait around to formulate a plan with the
others right? You were going to fix everything yourself because you caused
all of this?"

"Something like that. I was going to leave in the middle of the night and
head to the airport to catch the first flight out."

"Good. Does anybody know this?"

"Yeah, Ali and Natasha."

"Go back to Ali's truck and return to Jess's and go through the motions so
Ali and Natasha don't get suspicious. Fly out to San Francisco and go here,"
Portia said pulling a business card from the sun visor above the driver's
seat.

"That's not for the Motel 6 is it?"

"Red Roof Inn. Why?"

"Nevermind."

"Anyway, check in there and say William Whiteshoes the third. You'll get a
key to a room. I'll fly out there later today and meet you. We'll go from
there."

"Ok, so I guess I'll see you in a little while then," I said as I leaned
over to open the van door.

"Hey Travis?"

"Yeah?"

"What do you plan to do when this is all over? Assuming you survive of
course."

"Move out somewhere small and quiet, and live by myself."

"Sounds pretty boring."

"It is, but that's what I need."

"Once you settle down give me your address and maybe I'll stop by to liven
things up." Portia leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I kissed back and
our lips locked for several seconds.

"Oh god," I laughed as our faces pulled apart. "Where were all of you when I
was growing up?"

"Good things come to those who wait if you believe that nonsense," Portia
replied. "Hurry back before Ali wakes and finds you gone."

"See you in a bit," I said nodding my head at her before I left the van. I
walked across the parking lot where the s.u.v. was parked and checked the
front passenger door. It was unlocked so I got in and leaned my head against
the headrest.

"Where'd you go Travis?" Ali asked climbing from the back to the driver's
seat.

"My stomach was acting up and I got out to throw up in some bushes. You ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Usually I can hold my liquor. It's getting late and I'm not
sure what time it is exactly so we should be getting back."

Ali flipped the ignition and threw the car into drive taking off down the
road. I had a slight headache, but was fine otherwise. I was still drowsy
and fell asleep on the drive back. Ali woke me when we pulled into Jessica's
and as we walked in we noticed the lights were out except for in the
kitchen. Sitting at the table were Renee and Jeri.

"Where have you two been?" Renee asked.

"We went to get Travis a burger and had a few beers and started talking. I
guess we lost track of time," Ali replied.

"To be honest Travis I had my doubts about you. I was expecting you to run
off in the middle of the night like you did at the hospital, which is why
we came in tonight instead of tomorrow," Jeri said, "but Renee kept saying
'He'll be here. He'll be here.' I guess she does know how to read people."

"Oh fuck!" I thought. There sure as hell wasn't anyway I was going to be
able to leave now.

"By the looks of things both of you have had quite a bit to drink tonight.
Get some sleep and we'll all talk later ok?"

Ali and I muttered our acknowledgements and went off to our separate rooms.
Not even bothering to take my shoes off I fell into the bed and was asleep
again in just a few minutes. The opening and closing of the bedroom door
woke me.

"Who is it and what do you want?" I asked reaching for the lamp on the
nightstand next to the bed.

"Get a lot of night visitors?" a voice asked me. I recognized it to be Renee
even before I turned on the light.

"It's a long story."

"It always is."

"So what do I owe this pleasure?" I asked sitting up in bed. "We going to
screw?" I joked.

"I know you've run through the members of my group, but not yet we aren't."

"Not yet?"

"Listen Travis. Did you have any plans to leave in the middle of the night
to take care of things on your own?"

"No, why?"

"Because Ali talks in her sleep and it would seem otherwise."

"Alright, she asked me the same thing and I told I had thought about it.
What's the big deal?"

"I know you were going to leave tonight which like Jeri said is the reason
why we came in early. It was just a gut feeling, but then Natasha got you a
plane ticket for six this morning."

"Plane ticket? How did you find out about that?"

"Travis I know everything that goes on with the Hive. I even know about you
Hilary."

"Shit..."

"We'll talk about that later."

"Okay... And did you know I had a nice chat with your traitor earlier?"

"Actually I knew that too. So did Portia have anything worthwhile to say?"

"She didn't say much except that something came up between you two and she
left before anyone's feelings got really hurt. She had heard about the
situation with Simon and me and left him hints as to where to find me, but
that the incident with Hilary wasn't supposed to happen. She seems to feel
bad about everything, and said she wanted to help make things right. That's
what she said anyway. You know her better than I do."

"After this whole thing with Simon is finished I'm going to have a meeting
with her and get things straightened out. As far as you and Simon go...
We've located your parents and Kristin and we're going to rescue them."

"How'd you find them?"

"We have an agent on the inside. Not a celeb, but a civilian."

"Uh huh. Chris."

"Yeah you talked to her briefly when you first arrived in San Francisco. I'm
doing this against my better judgement, but I'm not going to try and stop
you from going to California on your own. Like I said your parents and
Kristin are as good as safe so take care of Simon and come back alive ok?
I'll tell the others something in the morning when they wake up. You're
plane leaves at seven so you have some time to sleep before you have to
leave."

"Thanks for not throwing a fit I guess..."

"Something wrong?"

"Not really... Well... Why are you letting me go by myself? You've been
right about everything else."

"Because of the situation with Hilary's kidnapping. You took care of
yourself and brought her back and as much as I think this is rather gung ho
of you, I think that perhaps you'll end up ok after this is done. Now get
some sleep." Renee left my room and I slept for awhile longer before she
woke me up again. After a quick shower she quickly drove me to the airport
and left just as quickly to get back before anybody woke up.

I got through security and to my gate with plenty of time to spare. I sat
waiting and sipping some coffee watching other early morning travelers as
they walked past. Most seemed to be of the businessperson type, but every
now and then a couple would walk by. That's what I wanted. They say nobody
wants to be alone, and except for the extremely jaded, I'd say that's true.
Finding someone wasn't on the top of my list when I had my problems, but now
it was something I wanted.

It was Kristin's fault that I felt this way. The short time I had spent with
her did something to me and as much as I wanted to pretend I hated feeling
this way I knew scrutinizing the notion was fruitless. At the same time
though, I knew that even sober I was too much of a wreck to be around for
long. Seeing happy couples didn't bother me all that much, but they gave me
time to wallow in my own self-pity when I had nothing else to do.

The flight back to San Francisco was uneventful and I even managed to catch
some sleep on the half-filled flight. I got a cab at the airport and got a
room at the Red Roof Inn like Portia had asked. As stupid a name as it was
William Whiteshoes got me a free room. I walked into the room dropping my
stuff on the floor. I made a pit stop in the bathroom then sat down at the
foot of the bed. Even though the room we had stayed in was at a different
hotel chain the night with Kristin and Ali started running through my head.
I finally realized how much I missed Kristin's friendliness and company and
even the once solid surroundings I felt I had with my parents when I was a
child. While they were in Simon's captivity and the current situation was at
hand I'd never be able to run away from them and live out the rest of my
life on my own. I decided I'd have to modify Portia's plan.

I went back to the front desk and turned in the key telling them I was
checking out. I told them that if anyone came looking for me to just say
"It's over." I had the hotel call a cab for me and when it arrived I grabbed
my bag and gave the cabby directions to Simon's dealership. I had him stop
right in front of the dealership without actually pulling in. As I got out
and looked at it I had a feeling that this adventure was about to end. I
calmly walked through the parking lot to the main building where I ran into
Chris.

"Travis what the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm here to finish things. You can leave once I'm done here."

"It's not wise to talk out here. Let's go into Simon's office." Chris led me
into the same office I recognized from before and I sat down in the chair
behind the desk. "I know this isn't the plan that certain people would have
devised to make things right."

"It's alright. R knew well and good that I was leaving on my own and she let
me go. Like I said once I'm done here, you can leave and return to the Hive.
Speaking of which where the hell is Simon?"

"He's out with a client. He won't be back for an hour. Why?"

"No reason. I can wait."

"What do you plan to do?"

"Same thing I did to Jack, Cody, and Tito. Look get out of here now. Go back
to Dallas or Phoenix or wherever it is the group is currently hiding and get
on with your life. You found out where my parents and Kristin were being
held right?"

"Yeah."

"And you told the everyone else where they are and how to rescue them
right?"

"Yeah."

"Then good. The Hive's part of the job is done. One way or the other I'll
take care of things."

"I don't like this one bit."

"I know, but just do it."

"Fine, just get out alive ok?"

"I'll see what I can do."

I sat in Simon's office for the next hour waiting for him to return. As I
did so I sat there thinking things over and playing with my gun. Assuming I
did survive I didn't exactly know yet what I was going to do. Of course that
didn't matter if I didn't make it to see tomorrow. I was leaning back in the
chair with my feet propped up on the desk when the door finally opened and
Simon walked in as he was talking to a customer.

"Now if we can just sign the paperwork I can get you in the car and have you
on your today."

"Excellent, I've been looking forward to finalizing..." The man stopped
talking as he watched me raise the gun and point it at Simon.

"If you want to live I suggest you leave now," I told the guy. "Good to see
you again Simon."

"Charlie wait outside and don't say a word to anyone. Let me have a moment
to take care of this and we can get you into the car. I'll even take another
thousand off the price."

"Ri-right Simon. I'll be outside..." The man said as he left shutting the
door behind him.

"So Travis to what do I owe this pleasure? You're here a lot sooner than I
would have expected. Where's the money?"

"There is no money and this is the last time we'll be having these
meetings."

"You try anything and your parents and Kristin will suffer for it."

"See that's where you're wrong. My parents think I'm dead and they hated who
I had become before my 'death'. So we're not exactly close anymore. You get
what I mean? As for Kristin you won't lay a hand on her. Why? Because she's
a celebrity and their deaths don't exactly go unnoticed. Oh and you should
really keep better track of your employees. You're not the only one who can
be deceitful."

"That stupid bitch Chris."

"She's long gone and you'll never have the opportunity to get back at her or
anyone else."

I fired the gun shooting six rounds into Simon's gut. He hit the wall and
slid down to floor clutching at his stomach. There was a small film of red
where blood had smeared from his back onto the wall. As he sat leaning
against the wall slowly dying I got up and sat on the front of the desk and
pointed the gun at his head.

"Fear's a pretty good way to run things, until you run into the one person
who's had enough," I said before firing one shot between his eyes.

--

After I killed Simon I took his car and fled the dealership. I went to the
bus station and bought a one way ticket to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Getting
off there I use what little money I had left and started hitch hiking to
Texas where I eventually wound up in Laredo. There I struck a deal with Jim,
the owner of a local hotel, that allowed me to work there and get paid under
the table for a bit less than minimum wage, but I was able to live in the
motel for free and make use of it's facilities.

I lived and worked at the hotel for fourteen months, before my past came
back to visit. It was a late Saturday night the day after I had just gotten
paid. I found myself in a small Mexican restaurant where the food was a bit
more authentic than say in St. Louis. During my year in Laredo I had started
to drink more and more Dos Equis and less Bud Light.

"Can I get you another beer?" The waitress asked as I set down a third empty
bottle.

"No thanks Cecilia. I got to be getting back."

"Ruben just started his first year of college in Austin. You're welcome to
stay in his room if you ever want to move out of the hotel."

"That's sweet of you, but I'm going to have to pass. I'd be too much of a
burden, and besides if he ever came home where would he sleep?"

"He could have his old room back and you could sleep in my room."

"I do think Ms. Martinez that you're trying to seduce me and get me into
trouble."

"Is it working?"

"Not tonight, but if you keep it up you're going to break me."

"I don't know what happened in your past Jason, but you really need to let
go of it sometime and live for today."

"I know, but some things are hard to let go of."

"Well here's your check, and if you ever change your mind..." Cecilia smiled
and winked as she handed me the paper before walking off. I reached for my
wallet and pulled out some money to pay for the food and leave a tip.

"Seems like she has a thing for you."

"Yes well it seems like it's none of your---" I stopped midsentenance as I
dropped the money on the table and looked up. "It's good to see you again
Renee."

"Mind if I join you?"

"Go ahead."

"You were a hard man to find Jason Fisher."

"That was the idea."

"You've got a new name and a new life here in Laredo and you seem happy. Are
you?"

"About as happy as life will let me be I guess. Why?"

"Look Jason. I'm not here to cause any problems or add any excitement to
your life. You've been here what twelve fourteen months? After the incident
in San Francisco I decided to let you have some to yourself and some peace
and quiet. That's what you've been wanting. Now though I need to ask. Would
you considering coming back? You wouldn't have to get too involved. Maybe
just an advisor of some sort. Take a role like Jeri. I know that Elisha and
Hilary definitely miss you and would be happy to see you around again."

"I don't know. I kinda like it here. It is nice and quiet and nobody's cared
enough to go snooping around in my past. Things are settled for once in my
life."

"Not everything."

"I knew if any of you ever came looking for me you'd bring her up."

"Kristin's gotten on with her life, but she still thinks about you. At the
very least let me give you her number so you can call and let her know
you're ok."

"Please let's not open up this can of worms again."

"Look I told the others I wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon soon I'm
staying for the night. I'm leaving around eight a.m. tomorrow so I'll give
you the night to think it over. Just let me know before seven thirty."

"Alright I'll think about going back, but I don't know if there's anything
you can say to change my mind."

"That's all I ask you do."

"Where are you staying at? The least I can do for your troubles is get you a
free room, although I suppose you don't need the help."

"I don't mind taking freebies every once in a while. I took a cab from the
airport so I'll have to ride with you if you don't mind."

"That's going to be tough since I don't have a car either and I walked here
from the hotel."

"So how do you get around then if you don't have a car?"

"Ride the city bus usually. I walk if it's feasible."

"So how'd you get here from the hotel?"

"I walked. It's only about half a mile and it took me twenty minutes."

"And you were just going to walk back?"

"Yeah, but since you're here I'll call a cab."

"No, let's walk. I'd like to talk before I turned in for the night."

"Ok then, we walk. You bring anything with you?"

"Just this one bag," Renee said picking up a bag that was sitting on the
floor behind our booth. "Just a change of clothing and a few other things."

"Let me get that for you," I said reaching to take the bag, my duffel bag,
from her. "This is my bag."

"You only took your wallet when you left Simon's dealership. Chris picked it
up before the police arrived just in case you wanted it back."

"Right... Well we better get going so you can get some sleep before your
flight. It's almost twelve I think."

"Twelve thirteen actually, but you're right. Let's go."

Renee and I left the restaurant and started down the road towards the hotel.
The walk was a little slower on the way back and took closer to thirty
minutes the first twenty of which were in silence. Renee broke the ice.

"So Cecilia seems to have a thing for you. Anything going on between you
two?"

"She's a nice woman, but she has more feelings for me than I do for her.
I've kinda decided not to let myself get too attached to anyone anymore."

"That's a shame. Don't you get lonely sometimes?"

"Every once in a blue moon and I know where you're going with this so let's
not. Besides what about you and the others? I don't see any of you running
out and getting married."

"The others are free to do what they want. I can't speak for them. As for
myself I don't have the time. I'm busy enough as it is without the Hive
adding all of its stuff on top of it. If one day something happens and I
meet someone then so be it, but right now I'm happy."

"And so am I. About as happy as I can allow myself to be anyway. Look we're
almost there," I said as the hotel came into view.

"You'll at least sleep on it tonight right?"

"Yes, and again I can't promise anything. There's not too much I can think
of to change my mind."

When we reached the hotel I walked inside to get Renee a key to her own room
while she waited outside. The bottom floor was full so I had to get her a
room on the second floor. As we entered room #226 I flipped the light switch
on and dropped her bag on the table. Standing in the doorway I handed her
the key to the room and said my goodnights.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning," I said. "Maybe... Goodnight Renee." I
started to turn to leave the room, but then she said something.

"Johnny?"

"Yeah?" I replied slowly turning back around.

"Can you stay for a bit longer?"

"Yeah I suppose I can. Why, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's just that if you decide not to come back, then this'll be the
last time I come looking for you."

Renee wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. I looked into her
eyes and knew she was expecting this to be our last encounter. I don't know
why, but I kissed her. Our lips met and an aura of lust and last good-byes
filled the air. I kicked the door shut behind me and Renee wrapped her legs
around me as I picked her up and carried her to the bed.

She released me as I sat her on the bed and I quickly pulled my shirt off as
she did her's. Our clothes quickly made their way to a pile on the floor
leaving us in nothing, but our underwear. She crawled backwards on the bed
and I followed her. We both smiled at each other waiting to fulfill each
other's wants.

Renee stopped as her head reached the pillows and she giggled as my body
climbed over hers. My hands resting on the bed I lowered my head and our
lips met again Our mouths opened and our tongues slid into each other's
mouths swapping saliva. It was lust that got me into this position with
Renee, but damn if I didn't appreciate it for something more. I lifted her
back up enough to reach under and unfasten the snap.

"Granted I wasn't well when some of your movies came out, but I've always
had a thing for you," I replied as I pulled the bra from her body and her
breasts came into view.

"That's what all guys say," she laughed.

"I'm serious Renee. A classy elegant woman willing to make the occasional
movie with the wacky comedian. And even though it wasn't one of my favorites
movies you looked damn good playing the part in Nurse Betty."

"That I may be willing to accept. For a moment I thought you were going to
say how sexy I was."

"But you are..." I whispered as my hands fondled her breasts. She let out a
soft moan as my thumbs pressed over her nipples.

"When you want to use it Johnny you've got charisma." Renee let out another
soft moan as my lips kissed her left breast.

"Johnny's gone. I'm Travis now."

"Ok Travis..."

My tongue flicked across her nipple and I could feel it start to harden. I
switched to Renee's right breast leaving my hand to massage and nurture her
left one. Yes Elisha and Hilary and the others were hot, but there was just
something I now loved about being with Renee. Her low naughty groans as I
kissed and suckled her tit turned me on tremendously.

I slid down the bed until I reached her legs and I stopped as I stared down
at her panties. Watching her privates come into view as I removed her
underwear got me to stretch my own. I stood up momentarily to remove them,
but she stopped me.

"Let me get those for," Renee said as she grabbed the elastic and pulled my
underwear down. She smiled slyly as she looked at my throbbing penis
dropping my under wear to the floor.

Renee's soft hands took my shaft into them and she slowly began to stroke me
back and forth. My cock was already pulsing with excitement, but with each
passing stroke of her hand Renee made my shaft rock hard. From time to time
one of her hands dropped down to play with my balls. She rolled them in her
hand tickling them, playing with them, the very beginnings of my precum
started to ooze out.

Then her lips wrapped around my shaft and I nearly lost it. To have Renee's
tongue circling my penis as her lips moistened it almost became too much. I
don't know why, but things with her were much more intense than with the
others. Even with her mouth stuffed I could see a smile on her face as her
head bobbed back and forth. Maybe I was expecting something different, but
Renee was really enjoying herself. Even as I had a restrained mini-orgasm
shooting small drops of cum into her mouth she kept sucking my dick trying
for the full orgasm. A bit later when she realized it wasn't coming just yet
she pulled back and smiled at me.

"You're turn," she grinned laying back on the bed spreading her legs.

I was more than happy to have a go at her privates. I slid my tongue up and
down her slit teasing her just barely pushing in, though I wanted a definite
taste of her sweet juice inside. I slowly pushed one finger into her pussy
as I licked her cuntal lips. Renee moaned as I worked it in and out of her
opening and added a second finger. She groaned even louder as my tongue
flicked across her slit. I pulled my fingers from her pussy sucking on them
to taste her cream.

It was a sweet dish indeed and I buried my face back between her legs and
spread her open darting my tongue inside. Renee slid her hand down near my
face and began to rub herself causing more of her wetness to come out which
I licked up with delight. I kept eating out her twat as she kept wetting
herself. Renee's moans were becoming louder and more passionate and she had
a near insatiable hunger to pleasure herself. With one last slurp I licked
her privates cleaned and stood up.

I crawled back onto the bed and over her body until my wanting penis was
right above her twat. Renee's legs wrapped around me again as my cock head
pushed between her pussy lips. I slid my arms underneath her back and
lifted her up and turned around. I sat down and laid on the bed letting her
sit on top of my cock. My hands immediately found their hold on her hips and
our bodies worked in tune as she pumped herself up and down on my dick as I
pushed it inside of her.

Renee leaned back and moaned as our two bodies worked in tandem. My
throbbing dick pushed in and out her pussy as she ground herself into my
groin. Renee's grunts got louder and her breasts heaved in the air as she
continued to bounce up and down on me. I felt her orgasm come as I was
nearing mine. Her girl cum squirted all over my shaft lubing it up making me
penis feel even more sensitive to her private touch. My balls started to
quake and my cock begged for release so as Renee went up one more time I
quickly slipped my member out.

I felt a major release as I ejaculated. My privates flapped around a bit as
cum began to shoot out. Some of the white globs shot forward landing on
Renee's stomach and some of it fell back to earth splashing down on my own
abdomen. Renee took a few minutes to succulently lick the cum off of my body
then using her fingers and tongue to clean the mess from herself. We
snuggled in bed next to each other for quite a while not saying a word. She
the got up and went into the bathroom for several minutes while she was in
there the phone rang.

"Can you get that?" Renee shouted from the bathroom.

"Yeah," I screamed back picking up the phone. "Hello?"

"Good I found you," Jim said on the other end.

"What's up?"

"We're having problems with the water heater. Can you take a look at it see
what you can do before everyone starts getting up?"

"Sure. I'll be down in a second," I said hanging up the phone.

"Who was it?" Renee asked leaving the bathroom.

"It was Jim. There's a problem with the water heater I need to take a look
ate."

"Well you work here so you gotta take care of it. You'll give me an answer
before I leave right?"

"Yeah I will. Definitely. I'm in room #111. Check with me and I'll have an
answer either way." We both redressed and as I turned to leave the room
Renee stopped me one last time.

"Hey Travis if you decide to stay here in Laredo thanks for everything. It
was interesting knowing you and we're still overly greatful that you saved
Hilary like you did."

"It was good knowing you too and I was just keeping a promise I made
Elisha."

The problem with the water heater wasn't one I had seen before, but it was
fixable easily enough. When I was done with the repairs I returned to my
room to debate what I was going to do. It quickly reached six a.m. before I
went to sleep and I was awakened by a knock and Renee's shouts. As I got out
of bed and walked to the door I still hadn't decided what I was going to do.

"Good morning Travis," Renee half-smiled as I opened the door. "Have you
made up your mind?"

"Yeah I have.