191. Ken smiled the smile of contentment. The whole world seemed to be smiling. As they lay there on the bed he gently kissed and nuzzeled the back of her neck. He was consumed by her scent. The smell of lavender and honeysuckle took him to the brink of delerium. He had wanted her all day. His strong arms embraced her and drew their warm bodies together... closer, tighter, as knights nested in a velvet chess box. It had been too long. He waited for her to finish on the phone, but kept touching her in the tenderest of places. He didn't mind the interruption as it gave him time to savor the feel of her body and tease the pieces for a new position...another encounter.
192. and they nibbled another 86% dark chocolate as he smiled and set up another game. "who was that?"
"huh?"
"on the phone. who was that?"
there was no way that she would reveal the blackmailer's identity, or his demand for 20M Euros lest he reveal the plans for the sewage treatment plant to be placed on the limpopo
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Originally posted by coquette193. "Oh that was ah ...a wrong number..yes a wrong number they were looking for someone named Felicity or something like that, maybe it was Fransisco. They had an accent and it was hard to tell" she lied. She turned back to the game. Her heart just wasn't in it and she opened by moving the King's pawn three places. He said "What was that? You're not in the game are you?" She replied "why of course I am..oh sorry" and moved it back a space. He was not impressed and gulped down the last of the chocolate and said "Never mind I don't really want to play anyway. Let's just do it again shall we". She lay back and looked at the ceiling her mind wandering back to the phone call and what she was going to do about it.
192. and they nibbled another 86% dark chocolate as he smiled and set up another game. "who was that?"
"huh?"
"on the phone. who was that?"
there was no way that she would reveal the blackmailer's identity, or his demand for 20M Euros lest he reveal the plans for the sewage treatment plant to be placed on the limpopo
194. should she give in to his demands? (oh yes) or give up and run, taking whatever she could with her? (yes, that's it, yes) still, the right option would be to make it seem as though she was giving them what they want - the 20 M Euros - but, in reality - lay a trap, which, of course, she would be quite expert at doing (oh darling yes, she clawed his back, yes, that's it, there, yes) she had it, the plan, she would say that she was wiring the 20 M Euros but she would lay the trap to catch Kervy, the scoundrel, and whoever was behind him in a double trap (at which point her excitement at having landed on a workable plan quite spilled over into an enthusiastic cry of delight which no doubt added to the pleasure of the two as they sampled their next nibble of dark chocolates)
Originally posted by coquette195. But suddenly cloudyness overcame her. She dizzied as she lay next to her affectioned culprit. For he was in on it too. Her chocolate choices had been sedated and she was lapsing into a world where she could see and hear, but she could not move. She heard the door open and she heard the voices of two men she knew well. She didn't see who tied her or placed her in the boot of the car.
194. should she give in to his demands? (oh yes) or give up and run, taking whatever she could with her? (yes, that's it, yes) still, the right option would be to make it seem as though she was giving them what they want - the 20 M Euros - but, in reality - lay a trap, which, of course, she would be quite expert at doing (oh darling yes, she clawed his back o doubt added to the pleasure of the two as they sampled their next nibble of dark chocolates)
196. but she knew that she had only one chance to survive. they were going to turn her over to the Black Bishop. Death was imminent. she tried to clear her head, there had to be a way out of the trunk of the car . . .but HOW!
she kicked and kicked wildly again and again and managed to knock out a tail light and she pushed her foot, cut and bleeding through the tail light opening. with the tail light out and a foot hanging out bleeding, it took only about 15 minutes for margie and julie, following right behind on I-95, to figure out that something was wrong and dial 9-1-1 from their cell phones.
the police pulled the black limosine over only 200 meters before the turn off to the piers . . .and sheila's untimely sacrifice to the sea. the police were very comforting to the visibly shaken and terrified beauty who wore only the plastic garbage bag and smelled of dark chocolate. Fritz was furious when the text message arrived asking that he send a lawyer for his two thugs.
197. It was a very nice hotel he thought as he stared at the decorative ceiling unable to move. Ken reflexively tightened his muscles pushing back the onset of vertigo by constricting the flow of blood to his extremities and forcing the flow into his brain. He had been trained at the finest academies and institutions in the Kingdom. He still could not move but across the room he could see her red stilletos in his peripheral vision. Slowly, motion returned enough that he could lethargically roll from the bed. The impact with the floor shocked some sensation into his torso. He vomited, and felt some relief. Uncoordinated, his arms and legs pushed his athletic body across the floor. He felt he might be dying. He cursed his weakness, but also smiled. If he died, he at least had seen her again. "If I can just make it to the shower", he thought aloud. He had the overwhelming urge to make it to cold water. Half way there across the marble floor the vertigo overtook him again and his mind began to spin in infinity. He vomited once then twice more. He was able to make it to his hands and knees and stumbled a few feet further before falling over. He lay naked on the checkered marble floor before the shower door. He struggled to open it and crawled half way in. Laying in the bottom of the Kholer equipped luxury shower he turned his head upward to get a fix on the water control knob. The movement of his head sent him spinning and his stomach again responded spitting forth wine and chocolate. He tried again with the same result. He WAS dying. The simplest thing was impossibly difficult. He was at the point of resignation. He cried out her name and made another lunge upward for the shower control. The cold water came cascading down upon his body... every nerve in his system came alive... he was going to make it.
198. For the first time in a long time, Ken was ANGRY. He dressed quickly. Grabbed his standard issue automatic sidearm and her red stilletos and rushed from the room. He ran down 18 flights of stairs to the parking garage and activated the security diagnostic on his BMW six series. The clown nose blinked the ok and he jumped in, fired up the throaty M-class engine and sped off into the night.
"They can only be 15 minutes in front of me", he muttered menacingly.
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyMillennium has two m's 😉
Note: Previously "Sheila's Invisible Legacy" was suggested as a possible candidate for title.
Thought of one over coffee this morning to add to the list... "Omega Millenium". -gb 🙂
The Omega Millennium How Sheila became a Queen and Overthrew the Dark Empire
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