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Little Doe - 2
by Chrissy (Chrissyanne05@gmail.com)
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An adult/adult lesbian romance with erotica (not
erotica with romance) ... it is a love story. (FF, rom)
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LITTLE DOE
BY Anne Wilde
A Lesbian Romance
This is a copyrighted work of fiction written by the
author. It may not be reproduced and published
elsewhere without her permission.
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Chapter 4
Faith entered her suite and found herself in a spacious
and pleasantly furnished lounge. The porter carried her
luggage through to the bedroom and when he had
reappeared and given her a brief explanation of the
hotels facilities and layout she tipped him and he
departed, shutting the door behind him. Leaning back
against the cool woodwork Faith closed her eyes. "At
last... Alone at last!" she breathed with a deep sigh.
For a moment she remained motionless, savouring the
silence in the room, then seeing a small courtesy bar
she pushed away from the door and draping her jacket
over a chair and kicking off her shoes as she went, she
crossed over and gratefully removed a can of diet cola
from the small fridge. Snapping the can open she gulped
down several mouthfuls then, taking the can with her,
walked over to the big French windows.
The sky was dull and heavy with the rain that had now
begun to fall and her view was soon obscured by the
large droplets that began to drum noisily on the glass
panes. Through the blur she could just make out bare
flower beds and a lawn that gently sloped down to the
banks of a slow meandering River Thames. On the other
side tall leafless trees swayed erratically as they
fought against the driving wind and rain. She stared
out on the scene but without really focusing as her
mind was busy, busy analysing the encounter with Anne
Wilde.
Surprised at the intensity and even more the suddenness
of her sexual attraction to her, she again mentally
cautioned herself to take care. It would be disastrous
to allow even a suspicion of my attraction to be
perceived by anyone let alone Anne she thought, but as
she pictured her in her mind she knew her attraction
was far more than just a passing fancy and was one that
would not easily be ignored. A rather dramatic
encounter she mused with a contented sigh. "But" she
murmured quietly "what ever the outcome my little one,
I definitely look forward to seeing you again..." and
turning from the windows she drained the can, tossed it
into a waste bin and walked through to the bedroom.
After unpacking her cases she quickly undressed and
went through to the bathroom where after turning on the
shower. She paused briefly to let the temperature
adjust then stepped into the tub. For some time she
stood appreciatively soaking under the hot spray and as
she did so, thoughts of Anne quickly returned... Those
smiling blue eyes and that friendly smile she mused.
The casual gentle guiding touch of your hand on my
waist... and your scent... the way you tossed you hair
back when you were embarrassed. She then recalled the
electrifying moment when, as Anne nearly tripped, her
breast had brushed her arm and a shiver of pleasure
slid through her... God but she really is a cute little
thing.
She began soaping herself, and as her hands glided over
her smooth firm figure, ruefully she admitted that by
intent or accident, Anne had aroused her sexually far
more than she earlier realised. Perhaps, she thought as
nonchalantly her hand drifted over her pubic mound,
lathering the small triangle of her blonde pubic hair,
perhaps it's just that I haven't had any sex for a
while, it's been a very long time...
She began to work up a smooth lather within the soft
blond hair and then gently, she slipped her fingers
down, down between her thighs and she began to stroke
the full softness between them. She sat on the top end
of the tub and leaning back against the cool tiled wall
she sighed and lifted her leg, placing on the side of
the bath.
Delicately, but knowingly, she caressed deeper. She
closed her eyes as the pleasurable sensations began to
well up deep inside and her fingers moved with long
penetrating caressing strokes. Circling and probing,
she stroked faster, then her momentum increased more
until her hand became a blur and then quite abruptly,
with a small cry she climaxed. A long low groan of
satisfaction escaped her clenched teeth as her body
shuddered. Her leg dropped and her thighs firmly locked
together, imprisoning the buried fingers. Gradually,
her breathing slowed and finally she moved away from
the tiled wall to stand back under the spray.
Reaching up she turned the shower regulator to cold and
for a minute she let the icy water stream over her
body. When she finally stepped out of the bath her skin
was goosed with the coldness and she grabbed a towel
and as she walked back to the bedroom she began briskly
drying herself. Sitting down on the bed she towel dried
her hair, then dropping the towel, she set her alarm to
give herself two hours rest and pulling back the sheets
slipped between them. The long wearisome hours of
travel had drained her and though refreshed from the
shower and subsequent sexual relief it was only moments
after closing her eyes, that she had drifted into a
deep and peaceful sleep.
Two hours later, almost to the minute, she awoke and
reaching for the alarm before it had a chance to ring
she switched it off. Sweeping the bedclothes back, she
swung her feet to the floor and stood up. She
stretched, did a couple of loosening up exercises, then
walked over to the wardrobe. As she went to open the
doors she caught sight her naked reflection in the full
length mirrors and she paused. Posing provocatively in
front them she reached up and cupping her breasts in
her palms she weighed them gently. Not bad for a thirty
six year old she reflected, a little on the full side
perhaps but, well... not too big... They're in
proportion to my height and build and they're still
firm...
Her hands dropped to run smoothly down across her tummy
and down over the blond haze of hair then on to slide
over her hips and thighs. Turning, she eyed her
buttocks in the mirror and grinned as she recalled how
Melissa her tailor had recently told her that
"everything was just an inch too much all the way
down", adding that her figure was reaching the "cuddly"
stage.
She had immediately retaliated, reminding Melissa that
weight-wise 195 lb. was quite acceptable considering
her height and build and she swore that there wasn't an
ounce of unwanted fat on her body. "I work out
regularly" she had protested, adding that few women, or
men for that matter, could compete with her in a Gym.
She knew her body tone was generally excellent and that
she was in fact, very fit. Her grin widened as she
recalled how playfully she had then grabbed Melissa,
wrestled her to the floor. After tickling her until she
squealed her agreement, they had made love on the floor
of the fitting room.
Ceasing her critical appraisal she opened the doors and
taking out a short gold coloured 'Kimono style' wrap
slipped it on and on went through to the lounge.
Retrieving another can of coke from the refrigerator
she picked up the brown parcel Anne had given her
earlier and she walked over to "Sam". Pulling up a
chair and sitting down she switched the processor on
and removing the neatly typed sheets from their package
began to carefully read each page.
There were six speeches, one was in English and the
five others were in French, German, Italian, Spanish
and Russian respectively. Another coke and an hour
later she had finished. After conscientiously
scrutinising each sheet she had fed them into the scan
section of the processor and after minor corrections to
the translations, printed them. As the last sheet slid
out of the printer she pushed her chair back and stood
up. Stretching she glanced at the clock on the wall.
'Hmmm Six-thirty' she mused aloud, 'time I got
dressed.'
Pouring a generous measure of vodka into a tumbler she
added ice and coke and returned to the bedroom. She
opened the wardrobe again and stood mulling over her
options as to what to wear. 'Informal' Anne had said.
She smiled thoughtfully. Ahhh yes, my little Miss Anne
Wilde... now you young lady might just become a problem
at this conference... I'm going to have to be very
careful with you... you're just far far too cute for
your own good, and mine! She selected a pair of
tailored black wool trousers and a beige V-neck
cashmere pullover from the cupboard and as she recalled
her friend Sylvie's favourite expression when she saw
someone she fancied she grinned... I would love to do
real obscene things with her, really physical and
obscene things... she sighed softly to herself. 'Well,
my dear dearest Sylvie' she murmured quietly. 'I know
just exactly what you mean.'
After quickly dressing she went through to the lounge,
picked up her drink, and with a feeling of contentment
comfortably settled down on the couch and put her feet
up. Casually as she sipped the drink she surveyed the
room and inevitably her eyes came to rest on the closed
communicating door to Anne Wilde's room. I think
perhaps I might just try to enjoy myself tonight she
thought to her self.... the time has come to put the
trauma of the last few months to rest and start living
again... and you my cuddly little friend, you I think
are just the one who can help me...
Becoming consciously aware of her "musings" she was
genuinely surprised by them. Being the chaser rather
than the chased is not my scene at all she thought. I
know with my height, physique and strength I'm expected
to be dominant but for those very reasons I'm inclined
to be the opposite... and in the field of courtship?...
well I almost go to the other extreme of being shyly
submissive... and I guess that's why I get walked over
and taken advantage of so often she thought ruefully
recalling Sally's philandering and final 'desertion'.
She took another sip of her drink and thought more of
her attraction to Anne. Perhaps, perhaps now I should
do what I want to do, not what I think I should do or
what others expect me to do. Surprised again at her
line of thought she grinned and shook her head to bring
back reason. God what on earth am I thinking of. I'm
here on business and there is no way I can risk a
liaison with a stranger here in the hotel, let alone
the conference co-ordinator! And, much more
importantly, there's no way anyone in this hotel is to
discover that I'm a lesbian... No way Hozay!
She rested her head back in to the cushions then smiled
again. No, but I can start to enjoy myself again. I'll
flirt a little bit with her, just to see, to search out
and maybe lay the foundations for another time and
another place. I'll be sensible though... sensible but
friendly, very friendly... She sighed then looked up at
the clock on the wall. Seven ten. Anne said she would
call me at seven thirty... now, should I wait or should
I call her... I don't want to seem to keen and frighten
her off... but after a slight hesitation, she picked up
the phone.
"Hello, Anne Wilde." Anne's instant answer caught Faith
by surprise and her heart beat quickened at the sound
of her voice.
"Anne, Anne it's Faith. Faith Hollings. There's no rush
but I thought I'd give you a call to let you know I'm
up and about and I'm ready to go down when ever you
are. I've finished the translations." She spoke
nonchalantly but was very aware that the sound of
Anne's voice had stirred her emotions and that she was
very much looking forward to seeing her again.
"That's great, I'll be with you in a minute then Faith.
Unless of course you'd like to come through to my
room." Anne replied then went on. "The communicating
door is open on my side and I am nearly ready."
"Well thanks, I will Anne. I'll come through now." and
putting the phone down she quickly slipped on a pair of
smart black loafers and after a final check in the
mirror, walked over to the communicating door.
As Anne had said it would be, the door on the other
side was open and on entering Anne's suite Faith found
herself in an almost identical lounge to her own.
Except of course for that delicate sensual fragrance
she thought, and without thinking she inhaled to savour
the scent and at that moment Anne appeared at the
doorway to her bedroom.
"Hi!" she called smiling at Faith. "I won't be a
minute." and pointing at the drinks cabinet said
"Please, if you would like a drink do pour yourself
one, I already have one....they are on the house as
well!" she added with a giggle. She was barefoot and
giving her a quick appraising glance Faith mentally
confirmed her original estimate. Just a tad over five
foot at the most... and she is truly adorable...
Scanning the closely fitting cocktail dress her eyes
were drawn to the gentle swell of Anne's small breasts.
The tiny 'button' imprint of her nipples was clearly
outlined against the smooth silk and recalling the
contact with her arm earlier that afternoon a lustful
little shiver slid through her. "I have a drink but I
left it in my room thanks." she said hastily. "I'll go
and get it. Excuse me for just a moment I'll be back"
and with a laugh she added "I forgot the papers as
well!"
"Oh, before you go Faith this is the receipt for your
envelope and passport." Anne said, quickly reaching
down and picking up a slip of paper from the table.
As Faith took the receipt from her their eyes met and
held and for a moment Faiths heart beat quickened.
"Thank you." she said quietly. "I'm grateful." and
quickly turning away she hurried back to her suite.
"God but your a sexy little thing," she breathed as she
entered her lounge "this is not going to be as easy as
I thought, you're absolutely adorable!" With small
smile she retrieved her drink and picking up her papers
took a deep breath and as she turned and headed back to
Anne's suite muttered quietly. "Okay then little
wabbit. Let's just see what this evening has in store
for the two of us!"
When she re-entered Anne's suite Anne was returning
from her bedroom and with a smile she motioned Faith to
a chair. "Nearly there Faith," she chuckled. "make
yourself comfy!" She was having a problem fixing the
clasp of a thin gold chain necklace and as she spoke
she purposely tilted her head down and to the side to
sneak a discreet brief but searching observation of
Faith. As she did so Faith stooped down to place her
papers on the low table between them and Anne caught
her breath.
In the V neck opening of Faiths pullover the alluring
swell of Faiths breasts and sensual dividing cleavage
beckoned. A trace of cream silk lace edging caught her
eye and she groaned silently as the base of her tummy
tingled and churned... Oh God she murmured softly, I'm
sorry Helen... you're so very very wrong on this one
being Butch... they don't make women more fem than this
one...
"May I help you?" Faith asked as she straightened up
and in a moment she was behind her. Anne felt Faiths
fingers part her hair and take the clasp and as Faith
manipulated the clip she felt the feathery touch of her
fingers brush the bare skin on her neck, and at the
same time she was suddenly aware of the firm pressure
of Faiths thighs briefly pressing against the cheeks of
her bottom. She shuddered as adrenaline pumped through
her veins and her heart quickened. Relishing the
contacts she swallowed thickly but all too soon it was
over. "There" Faith muttered snapping the clasp shut
and stepping back "all done!"
"Th-Thanks" she stammered and again, as Faith bent to
retrieve her drink, she gazed unashamedly at the repeat
view of the voluptuous swell of her breasts. They were
stood close to each other, very close and looking up
she met Faiths steady gaze. Those eyes she thought,
they are exactly as they appeared in the photo... grey
green and... and bewitching. Her nipples had suddenly
hardened unbearably and she felt the familiar a warm
tingling sensation between her thighs. Oh God, she's
done it again she thought, I'm wetting and she has only
been here two minutes! As she pulled her eyes away and
picked up her drink she felt weak but at the same time,
very excited and elated.
"Cheers!" Faith said quietly raising her glass in mock
salute. "Here's to an enjoyable evening and more to the
point, a successful conference!"
"Cheers to you too Faith, please sit." Anne smiled
indicating a chair. Faith sat down and amusedly watched
as Anne backing away to sit down her self caught her
foot on the table leg and nearly tripped. She quickly
recovered her balance but her face flushed with
embarrassment as she meekly seated herself on the
settee. 'Oh my God here I go again' she murmured
silently 'little Miss Two Left Feet on parade. Can't I
do anything right with this woman around?'
"Tell me." Faith said with a disarming smile, "I don't
want you to think I'm being rude, but you have a slight
accent Anne, its foreign isn't it. May I ask... you
know... oh dear, I am being rude aren't I. I really do
apologise..."
"Of course you're not being rude Faith," Anne giggled.
"please, lots of people have had a problem trying to
trace my origin and I find it quite fun. Sometimes I
make a game of it," She smiled at her as she settled
back in her seat, curling her legs up beneath her. "You
want to play? I'll give you three guesses!"
Faith thoughtfully eyed Anne over the rim of her glass.
She was sat straight backed on the settee immediately
opposite her, her hands clasped together in her lap
holding her drink. Faiths eyes were drawn again, as if
by a magnet, to the outlines of Anne's petite figure.
Pensively she studied the small pert breasts with their
sharply defined nipples still accentuated against the
material of the dress, the slim waist, the slash of
smooth thigh that now blatantly showed through the
widened vent in her dress and without thinking she
licked her lips. "And what" she asked quietly "is the
prize if I get it right?
"Ah well now." Anne chuckled, smiling cheekily at her.
"I think that is very unlikely to happen but let us say
the winner can choose their prize! I think the choice
will be mine anyway!" As she gazed back at Faith she
thought wryly "God but you can have me body and soul as
the prize or any time you gorgeous woman, win or lose."
"You forget that languages and their accompanying
dialects and accents are my speciality Anne." Faith
replied jesting lightly. "But let us see. You have a
beautiful petite figure and you're very graceful but,
but by European standards you are short." She paused
for a moment in her audible thinking to take a sip of
her drink then went on. "You don't have any obvious
Oriental or Asian physical characteristics but I
suspect... that thick dark hair and the slight tan, it
looks natural but, but blue eyes... that just doesn't
match up and your facial features are Western or
European... but nooo, I'll say a mixture of American or
Australian perhaps and Asian or, no I'll say further
East, Far East in fact."
Anne warmed at the complements and smiled at her. "I
thank you for your complements Faith. You are very kind
and since we are on the complimentary vein, I think you
are very attractive and graceful too." and silently she
added, and I also think you're drop dead gorgeous and
I've never wanted anyone so much in all my life. She
sighed and grinned at her. "That was your first guess
and well yes, you're not totally wrong, you're half
right. Though I have never been to the Far East there
is an Eastern connection as you put it, my mother was
Chinese but you are wrong on the other part."
Having been given the affirming Oriental clue Faith
immediately identified the slight inflexion of
preciseness in Anne's voice and was surprised she had
not picked it up before. She sipped her drink and
stared at her thoughtfully... she truly is delightful
and that giggle is totally enchanting... and those big
blue eyes. Suddenly she became aware that their eyes
had locked.
Overcoming the impulse to quickly look away she
consciously forced herself to hold the gaze that was
already long long passed the "polite look" limit and it
was Anne who ultimately looked away. Beat you Faith
chuckled silently and was amused to see a faint flush
of colour rising up Anne's neck to her cheeks. She
realised that she was finding herself more and more
attracted to her and sighed contentedly. "Okay" she
said gently. "So your mother is Chinese. In which case
I suspect from your accent, that your father is
probably South African. There's definitely a twang
somewhere there. I'll go for American. You are half
American and half Chinese!"
"Wrong!" Anne sang, and she again giggled quietly. Her
eyes were smiling as she chuckled to herself and she
went on. "Now you have just one last try and that's
it!"
Faith felt her pulse quickening. She is teasing me the
little Minx... damn it she's she is almost flirting
with me... "Okay Miss Wilde." She announced. "I reckon
then... I reckon your father South African then, I also
reckon you grew up in the States. How's that!"
"My father is Dutch so you are very close and though I
did go to school very briefly in America I grew up here
in England." Anne answered with a grin. "I have my
mother's physique but have many of my fathers
features."
"That accounts for the blue eyes I guess," Faith
replied. "and if I may say so, the end result is very
appealing!" For a moment she thought she'd gone too far
but instantly reflected that she didn't mind if she
had. It wasn't a remark that could cause offence she
told herself and after all she's being extremely
friendly towards me so why shouldn't I be the same!
"How kind. I thank you and I assure you Faith, flattery
will get you absolutely anything!" Anne laughed. She
was finding Faiths steady gaze pleasant but very
unnerving and in a strange way, almost hypnotic. I
wonder, does she really find me appealing? or was she
just being polite... why can't I end all this by just
coming out and saying what I feel. Just say Faith, I
think you are the most gorgeous woman I have ever met
and I want to go to bed and make love to you!... She
smiled and with a sigh, uncurled her legs, she stood
up. "May I get you another drink?" she asked walking
over to the bar cabinet and placing her empty glass on
it and turned back to face Faith.
Faith had watched appreciatively as Anne walked to the
bar, enjoying the smooth subtle flow of her movements
and the repeat glimpse of bare thigh as she passed had
been an added bonus. "Thank you but no. I would like
another but the night is yet young and I don't want to
end up smashed on my first night here!" she chuckled
and she to then stood up.
Anne watched as Faith began to walk towards her. She
truly is magnificent she thought, the last word in
grace and... Suddenly she froze and held her breath.
Faith had reached her and was leaning down... My God
she's going to kiss me... Oh my God! Without thinking
she tilted her head back, offering her lips and half
closed her eyes. Then, she realised that Faith had in
fact casually reached behind her, placed her glass on
the cabinet and then turned away. Oh Jesus, she groaned
gulping for air, for one blinding moment... Totally
overcome she stood transfixed, holding on to the
cabinet for support. Oh Faith, that was so unfair,
whether that was intentional or not that really was
unfair...
"Well." Faith said scooping up her papers from the
table. "It's a shame but I guess we had better get
these photocopied and you young lady, you can think on
what you would like as your prize for winning our
little competition!" She chuckled aloud and walked
quickly across the room to stand in front of the wall
mirror where she fiddled with her hair to cover her
emotions. For one moment, she thought, for one crazy
crazy moment you nearly put your arms round her and
kissed her for Gods sake! In the reflection of the
mirror she saw Anne looking at her curiously and this
time she was the one who looked away. "Deuce" she
murmured and clearing her throat she turned back to
face her. "Would you show me round the hotel Anne? I've
never been here before and I'm sure I'll get lost
without you."
"But of course Faith." Anne replied. "Let me put on
some shoes and we'll go." and taking a deep breath she
stepped away from the cabinet and walked quickly though
a little unsteadily to her bedroom.
Her heart pounded as she stood by her bed and she
breathed in deeply, struggling to get her composure
back. You sure lost it there for a minute gal... you
were doing fine then crash bang wallop! When she walked
up to you and put that glass down you nearly wet
yourself, and feeling the suspicion of moist warmth in
her groin she grinned.
Oh dear me, there's no nearly about it honey, you did
wet yourself... you've had lovely little pre-cummie
wet... and with a deep sigh and smile she turned and
retrieved her shoes. Determined to take control again,
she reminded herself that it was Faith who was the one
behaving normally and it was she who was getting all up
tight, and excited. Back to plan A she muttered. TLC,
TLC, loads of TLC is what she needs so let's go for it
baby, give it your all!
Returning to the lounge she crossed over to where Faith
still stood and casually slipping her arm round her
waist she said with a giggle "Come Miss Hollings, the
Williamson awaits us!" and gently she motioned her
towards the door.
"Okay," Faith acknowledged and placing her arm around
Anne's slight shoulder she gave her a friendly hug.
"You're the boss, you lead the way!" The both laughed
and only when they had reached the lift and the doors
began to open did Anne release her hold.
Chapter 5
The lift was crowded with hotel guests who obligingly
moved back to make room for the two women to enter but,
as the doors began to shut behind them, another guest
suddenly appeared.
"Room for one more?" he queried cheerily and without
waiting for approval pushed his way in.
In silence everyone edged together and in the confined
space, to her delight, Anne found herself facing Faith
and quite firmly pressed against her. Her boobs are
level with my nose she chuckled silently staring for a
moment at the beautiful swell just inches away from her
face. The lift started to descend and quickly placing
her hand on Faiths waist to steady herself she became
aware of the soft, yet at the same time sensual,
firmness and warmth of Faiths body.
The sentience was overwhelming and she could not resist
responding by minutely moving against her. She recalled
with amusement a crude expression a friend had once
used at a party. '...I pressed against her and looking
in to her eyes my pussy turned to vanilla...' So much
for the swimming and the showers she thought and
looking up at Faith she gave her an apologetic smile
but at the same time silently thanked 'the late
arrival' for joining them in the lift.
Faith, feeling Anne pressed against her and the gentle
touch of her hand, glanced down at her. Anne was
smiling up at her and quietly she sighed to herself.
Those so invitingly slightly parted lips, so very close
and so very tempting... Anne Wilde, you definitely far
too close, far far too close... and as she gazed down
into the deep blue eyes she smiled back at her. You're
safe this time my little one she mused, there is safety
in numbers... but another time, another place, and
alone with you? Well you might not be so secure.
The lift stopped and doors opened and as every one
emptied out into the Foyer Anne reluctantly pulled away
from Faiths side. "Sorry about the crush." she
whispered and giving her a coy smile added. "Come, your
public awaits you!"
Faith was thoughtful as they walked through the foyer.
Anne's behaviour she decided, both before and during
their short trip in the lift, had been friendly to say
the least. I enjoyed the neighbourly touch of her arm
round my waist on the way to the lift... but in the
lift... that gentle almost imperceptible movement of
her body against mine... it was delightful and I
enjoyed every moment.
It seemed quite acceptable really I suppose considering
the congestion but, but on reflection was it not just a
little strange that she was the only one who actually
made physical contact with me... and did I imagine that
I felt her hand give my waist a little caress... and
that bold smile and the steady eye contact... was that
all part of just being genuinely friendly or was she
flirting with me... Well if and when I'm convinced
there was an offer there I'll be delighted to
reciprocate, but perhaps, perhaps it's just wishful
thinking on my part... all the same though, she is
being extremely friendly.
When they reached the Reception Desk Anne, raising a
flap in the counter, beckoned her to follow and they
passed through and entered a small office. A woman was
seated at a computer and on hearing them enter turned
to them and immediately stood up and smiled a greeting
as Anne hurriedly made the introductions.
"Helen, Faith Hollings our interpreter for the
conference. Faith, this is Helen Welling, Helen is our
Head of Reception. She is very efficient and very
helpful and" she chuckled "she is very sweet but her
sense of humour sometimes is reckoned to be a rather
warped!"
"How do you do Miss Hollings," Helen said reaching out
to shake hands. "I hope Anne is looking after you. If I
can help you at all you must let me know and she by the
way is the mad one. Very sweet, but totally irrational
and very unpredictable!" she smiled then said "but, on
a serious note, do you mind if we talk business for
just a moment?"
Faith returned the smile. "Not at all." she said
shaking the offered hand. "Go ahead and please Helen,
call me Faith." Helens openly friendly smile was
reflected in her dark brown eyes and her hand shake
welcoming and Faith felt happy in the knowledge that
she had made another friend.
"Thank you Faith. What I would like to know is exactly
what languages you speak. I understand it is several
but it would be a great help if we knew which ones. I
realise that you don't start work officially until
tomorrow but if..."
"No problem Helen I understand. My speciality language
is Russian though I do not have total fluency in some
of the dialects as there are rather a lot of them. So
many and so varied in fact that it can on occasions be
akin to a Cornishman in the south trying to converse
with a Geordie in the north! Apart from that, I am
reasonably fluent in most European languages. I guess I
have a pretty good comprehension of all the main ones
anyway.
"I also have an understanding of a couple of Asian and
Eastern dialects. but..." She looked at Anne and
grinned. "But I would say my ability to converse in
them was barely adequate and certainly I would not say
I was fluent in them."
"Wow!" Helen laughed. "We could do with you here
permanently!" and with a chuckle asked. "Can you be
rude in any of them?"
Faith grinned. "Well, actually yes I can! I can in fact
be down right obscene in most of them if the mood takes
me. I think the first lesson in learning a language,
particularly if you are going to visit the country, is
learn to respond to insulting behaviour! Mind you, I
don't often get insulted! A lot of bad language Helen
is pretty universal wherever you are. Let's face it if
you tell someone to "F off" no matter what country you
are In you will probably be understood!" She smiled
then added hastily. "But of course, being a lady I
would never stoop to such behaviour!"
She looked down again at Anne who was stood silently
gazing at her in open awe. Their eyes held again and
Anne felt her heart sink and turn and looking away she
swallowed and spoke to Helen. "Could you have these
photocopied for Faith please Helen? They're for the
conference delegates so she'll need them for tomorrow
morning." and turning back to Faith asked. "How many
copies will you need Faith?"
"Seven will be fine thanks. There are only five Russian
delegates that I know of. Six copies plus the originals
will be fine. One set if you could arrange it Helen, is
for Mark Howard. He will be arriving first thing
tomorrow morning I believe. Of course, they are
confidential so please look after them..."
"Okay, I'll put them in the hotel safe when they are
done and you can collect them whenever." She took the
folder and as they turned to leave the office she
added. "I'll see you later I hope at the reception?"
"Certainly Helen, I look forward to it!" Faith replied
and as she and Anne left and walked across the foyer
she said. "She seems very pleasant."
"She is" Anne replied. "I haven't known her long, just
since I have been here in fact but she and I have got
on very well. When you're brought in for special events
you can meet resistance from the locals as they resent
strangers sometimes. Helen however has been very
helpful and friendly."
"So you don't work here permanently then?" Faith
queried.
"Oh no, I'm strictly free-lance. I was brought in just
for this conference. Mike, Mike West who you will meet
in a minute, he is in charge of security and he's been
brought in just for this do as well. We're the part-
timers!"
"And I am too don't forget!" Faith reminded her with a
grin.
"Well yes of course, and you too!" Anne acknowledged as
she guided Faith into a long wide corridor. "We will go
through now to the conference hall if it is okay with
you. I think everything has been set up properly but
you can check it out and I'll introduce you to Mike. As
I said he's Head of Security and he is also I'm glad to
say, a very close friend of mine." and in a confiding
whisper she added. "He er... he is a bit of a ladies
man and has a thing going at the moment with the
housekeeper here!"
She led the way and Faith following slightly behind
shamelessly observed her as she walked in front of her.
Her figure she mused, as appreciatively she eyed the
smooth undulating swing of Anne's trim little hips and
the gentle curve of her buttocks that showed
delightfully under that snug fitting silk dress, is
delightful. That is truly one gorgeous little butt and
she recalled her feelings when the Customs Officer had
viewed her own backside earlier at the airport and
wondered if Anne too might be conscious of being
scrutinised. In fact, Anne was and had made a point of
walking as seductively as possible!
They rounded a corner and halting in front of a set of
large double doors framed either side by heavy velvet
curtains, Anne placed her hand on a glass panel set in
the wall and quietly spoke her name. After a brief
pause the door opened and the tall heavily built man
stood on the other side smiled a greeting at them.
"Anne me darlin' lovely to see you!" he exclaimed and
looking at Faith added politely "and this must be the
famous Faith Hollings!" He wrapped an arm
affectionately round Anne and kissed her on the
forehead whilst openly surveying Faith.
"Faith - Mike West, Mike - Miss Faith Hollings," Anne
managed as she disengaged herself from his embrace.
"Our Interprite Speciale Mike and she's my personal
responsibility so for Gods sake be nice to her or we
part-timers might be out of a job!" and reaching out
she affectionately touched Faiths hand and giggled.
"How's my French pronunciation Faith?"
"Not bad, not bad at all." Faith laughed. "and I told
you Anne, I'm a part-timer too remember?" Deliberately
she had taken hold of Anne's hand and she gently
squeezed the fingers. The pressure was light but it was
firm and unmistakable and lasted a moment longer than
Anne expected. Faith saw her flicker of surprise and
then saw that, though only very slightly, she was
blushing again. Amused at how easily she blushed, she
gave the fingers another gentle squeeze then releasing
her she took the hand being offered by Mike West.
"Hello Mike." she said. "Delighted to meet you."
"As I said earlier Faith, Mike is Head of Security.
Needless to say security is a pretty big headache here
right now. I've known Mike for a couple of years now
and he's quite a nice man but is a bit of a one with
the ladies so watch him! He is by the way temporally
spoken for as his current better half is Amanda the
hotel housekeeper, not that that will stop him flirting
with you but really you're quite safe!"
The brief touching of Faiths hand had been intentional
as part of her TLC strategy but when she had felt Faith
retain her grip and then the light pressure of her
fingers her pulse had flipped. A mixture of mild
embarrassment and pleasure swinged through her body as
she realised that for the first time she had actually
received a positive physical response from Faith. Oh my
she sighed silently, she deliberately squeezed my
hand... and it was beautiful!
Returning Mikes hand shake Faith had watched with
amusement as his eyes slid over her. It was not an
obscene or leering scrutiny but it had been very
thorough and as their eyes finally met she decided that
she liked Mike West.
"I bid you a very sincere welcome Faith. It is a real
pleasure to meet you and don't you believe a word Anne
says. I admit I love women, you all fascinate me but in
fact Faith, I'm really a virgin if the truth be known!"
He laughed boisterously, intentionally ignoring the
feigned look of shocked disbelief on Anne's face and
following him at his request, they entered the
conference hall proper where after climbing a small set
of steps they found themselves on a wide stage. Barely
visible in the dimmed lighting were rows of seats and
Faith could see that it was quite a large auditorium.
"Sorry to be a pain Faith but may I ask you to go
through a quick security formality for me?" Mike asked.
"I'm sure you have been through it all before and I
know that it is quite unnecessary in your case but I do
have to verify the ID of all personnel. Furthermore,
unaccompanied access to this hall out of hours is only
gained if the computer likes you. Your details have
already been fed in but they now have to be confirmed
by your own personal ID. Would you mind?"
His voice, with a broad Welsh accent, was gentle yet
authoritative and Faith formed the immediate impression
that he was a man who could be a very good friend but
also, should the occasion arise, an extremely
unfortunate enemy.
"Of course not Mike, lead the way." she replied and
together they followed him into a small office at the
side of the stage entrance.
"Right then Faith." he said cheerfully turning to her.
"If your hand and voice print doesn't match up here now
all hell will be let loose and it's The Bloody Tower
for you, for life!" Pointing at a large black box with
a smoked glass panel set in its centre on a table
against the wall he went on "If you would be kind
enough to place your right hand on the glass panel
Faith and when you press that red button speak your
name in your normal speaking voice..."
Faith did as she was bid. There was a short buzz and a
dim barely noticeable blue flicker beneath the panel. A
Security Officer on the other side of the room who was
watching a monitor turned to Mike and nodded.
"Great! All done then! From now on Faith all you have
to do to gain entry to the theatre is press your hand
on the glass panel by one of the doors outside, speak
your name and Security can let you in. They will still
observe you via the CCTV cameras to ensure you have no
nasty little green men or the like with you but if the
computer is satisfied, he can open the door.
"Until the conference starts proper, Security in fact
can't open the door without the matching of your voice
and hand print. Unless an override code is used of
course from the inside and for that I or my deputy have
to be summoned. Also, you would not have noticed it
when you entered but when you came in you passed
through a detector frame. Had you been carrying a
firearm or weapon of some sort our alarms would have
registered the fact, silently to avoid panic of course,
but they would have alerted us. And whilst I'm on the
subject I have to ask Faith, are you likely to carry a
firearm or any form of weapon at all whilst you are
here?"
Faith looked at him curiously and then with a smile
said. "A strange question Mike, why would you think I
would carry a weapon?"
"I have read your Foreign Office file Faith. I noted
you have the clearance to do so... it's my job I'm
afraid... Major Faith Hollings!" Mike smiled.
"Ahhh, I see..." Faith smiled then nodded. "Well, I can
assure you I am certainly not carrying and do not
intend to carry a weapon here. I'm here strictly as an
interpreter and as a Miss, not a Major and anyway, if I
run into trouble I usually try to talk my way out if I
can. I've done a bit of self-defence training as well
since I got into this profession as I figured that with
journeying to foreign parts I should be able to put up
at least a token physical resistance should the need
arise, but I don't anticipate a problem here!"
Anne, silently surveying Faith with a mixture of
admiration and awe for the umpteenth time studied her
figure and immediately thought differently. You're
telling Porky's Faith Hollings, that body is a lethal
weapon in its own right. Physically and sexually!
"Ah yes," Mike chuckled. "We did er, we noted you
credentials Faith. I would say you are capable of far
more than just a token physical resistance but we won't
go into that!" Pointing at the Identifier box he
continued. "Before I forget Faith, if you wish to you
may witness the deleting of your ID details at the end
of this conference!"
"That won't be necessary Mike, I trust you to do the
necessary!" Faith answered.
"You can bank on it Faith, you have my word. And now,
now that the formalities are over, what can I be doing
for you two lovely ladies?"
"I'd like to show Faith the facilities we have set up
for her during the meetings." Anne said turning to
Mike. A vision of Faith in action in a Gym had reminded
her of the firmness and hidden strength she had sensed
coiled beneath Faiths shirt when she had put her arm
around her waist before and again during their trip in
the lift and another lingering look from Faith sent her
mind whirling and heart racing again and finding
concentration difficult she was grateful that Mike
continued to dominate the conversation.
"Follow me and all will be revealed!" he boomed
striding off up the aisle between the rows of seats.
Obediently they followed and when they reached the back
of the hall he opened a door that had been concealed by
a heavy curtain. A small room was revealed that
contained a low coffee table with coffee and tea making
facilities, two easy chairs and a desk against the wall
with an office type swivel chair. On the wall was a
telephone and looking out of the window over the desk
Faith clearly saw the auditorium and realised that the
mirror she had seen on the wall outside was in fact a
one way observation panel.
"All the auditorium headphones, they are connected to
here..." Anne confided but again she was unable to
continue as Mike interrupted her.
"...and this is where the gentle dulcet tones of the
lovely Faith Hollings will come from to distract all
the men" and glancing meaningfully at Anne he gave her
a sly grin and went on "and a couple of the women too
if the truth be known. Translating God knows what into
God knows what in that low sexy voice of hers and..."
"You big smoothie!" Faith laughed giving him a playful
dig in the ribs and seeing Faith turn again to look
through the window Anne glared at him. Very aware that
he had been teasing her with his reference to
"distracting the women" she stuck her tongue out at him
and deliberately stubbed his toe with her heel then, as
Faith turned back she innocently smiled up at her.
"If you press this button here, the curtain slides over
to conceal the door from the outside. Oh and you can
also of course lock it from the inside." Anne smiled.
"The headphone socket in here, I assume it is a
universal fit and also that the input is direct from
the stage microphone as well?" Faith queried though she
knew the answer would be affirmative.
"Yes to both" Anne replied. "I presumed you had your
own equipment but if you wish us to supply headphones
and a microphone we certainly can."
"No thanks, I do have my own set. An ear-piece with a
built in microphone but I'm sure it will be okay here.
This couldn't be better." And glancing round the room
she said. "I would like to do a test but that can wait
till tomorrow."
"No problem,." Anne replied. "I've already done one
actually but we can do another in the morning."
"Well then I thank you both for your time." Faith said
beaming at the two of them.
"I am grateful."
"No trouble at all me dear." Mike said. "For what it is
worth consider this your own private little retreat. It
is soundproof and in here you are cut off from
everything and everyone. Under the desk top there is a
panic button should there be a problem but I think you
will be okay in here. You can collect a key from Helen
in reception who I assume you have met...?"
"I have one here already!" Anne exclaimed interrupting
him and producing a key held it out to Faith.
"Well thank you Anne." Faith said. As she took the key
from her their eyes again met and 'accidentally' Faith
let her fingers trail fleetingly across Anne's palm.
"that's very kind of you... and yes Mike I have met
Helen."
"If you need me you can bleep me." Mike told her. "Just
pick up a phone and dial 955 then your extension and
I'll get right back to you... and so there we are you
two, you can now consider yourselves both safe and
soundly under my personal protection. Your wish is my
command though with your track record Faith, I don't
think you need my protection and on second thoughts
Anne, sleeping next to Faith should eliminate your
fears too...!"
Faith grinned and looking at Anne was surprised to see
that she was again blushing, and this time quite
profusely! When she saw Faith looking at her she
lowered her eyes and coyly nibbled on her lower lip.
How lovely she is when she's embarrassed Faith thought
and she felt a sudden overwhelming urge to put her arm
round her and cuddle her but suppressing it she turned
instead to Mike and asked. "Are you expecting trouble
Mike?"
"Oh no me'dear, not really. But as you know only too
well you can never be too careful these days. Our
security guys are here 24 hours a day and as you see,
no one gets in or out without proper authority. It is
by some standards a small conference but the hotel has
very recently been scanned, inspected and literally
redecorated. The spring-clean lasted two weeks.
"We, and the police, went through the building with
apparatus the capabilities of which you couldn't
imagine. Actually you probably could Faith but if
anything nasty was here I assure you we would have
found it. Since then we've been here all the time and I
assure you, anything that shouldn't come in won't and
hasn't. Even you Faith, you and your luggage went
through a scan when you checked in earlier and needless
to say the prints you just gave were instantly checked
and confirmed as yours. I'm pretty confident we are on
top of everything at the moment..."
"OOP's!" Anne exclaimed quietly. "Excuse me but my
vibrators gone off!" Mike and Faith looked at each
other then stared at Anne who seeing their expressions,
and immediately comprehending their thoughts, began to
giggle uncontrollably. "This!" she said producing a
slim pager from a pocket. "It vibrates when I am
wanted!" and glancing at the two of them added, still
giggling and blushing. "You really are dirty minded
buggers aren't you!"
Faith grinned at Mike then looking at Anne said good-
humouredly. "I guess your vibrator must be going all
the time then Anne."
Anne gave her a demure smile and said quietly. "Come,
I'll take you to the reception!"
"Well that's broken the ice somewhat." Mike joked as
together they left the control room and began walking
back down the aisle. "I didn't expect vibrators to be a
topic of conversation this early in the evening! Nice
to know you have a sense of humour Faith, you need it
here!"
"Oh I guess I have a reasonably open mind on most
things now days!" Faith chuckled and again she looked
at Anne. Casually she put her arm round her shoulders
and gave her a friendly hug. "Sorry we teased you," she
said quietly "but we couldn't let a comment like that
pass could we?"
They all laughed and Anne waggled a finger at her. "I
forgive you but I'll get my own back, just you see!"
Reaching the exit Faith turned to Mike and they shook
hands. "It's been a pleasure meeting you Mike and I
thank you for your hospitality. I guess I'll see you
later at the reception?"
"Wouldn't miss it Faith and that's a promise and Faith,
try to keep that little one out of trouble, she really
is a walking disaster at times..."
"Beast!" Anne protested. "I'll definitely talk to you
later! Come Faith, before I get violent with him!"
Chapter 6
Despite the light hearted banter, walking back down the
corridor Faith felt a twinge of uneasiness. She was
acutely aware of her physical attraction to Anne and
now she was very conscious of her nearness. Those
affectionate exchanges in public she thought, if that
was what they had been, were fine but now we're alone,
there are no people around.
"Is it okay if I sit in with you tomorrow Faith." Anne
asked cheerfully. "When the speeches are on and you are
translating I mean. I promise to be quiet and not
disturb you."
"But of course, if you wish. That would be nice!" I
have serious doubts as to the "not disturbing me" bit
being conceivable she thought with amusement,
particularly as we will be alone in a rather small
room... but pleased Anne wanted to be with her she
said. "I would like that Anne, very much but I should
point out that it will probably be very boring for you.
I'll be talking English when the Russians are talking
and Russian when the others are talking. We won't be
able to talk much, if at all in fact!"
"I won't be bored, honest!" Anne replied. Not if I'm
with you she added silently and again she boldly
circled Faiths waist. TLC, TLC lots of TLC she muttered
to herself and glancing quickly at her watch she said.
"Eight-thirty Faith, we have timed it just right, here
we are at the reception. I'll take you in but then
you'll have to excuse me for a short while. There are
some things I must do and I know I'm wanted at
Reception."
Oh yes my little friend, and not just at Reception
Faith reflected and giving her a mock serious look she
said. "Fine with me but don't you leave me alone too
long..." and putting on a soft Southern American drawl
she added. "Y'all come back to me you hear!"
"Now would I leave you all alone," Anne exclaimed with
a grin "after all Miss Hollings you're my
responsibility now!" They both laughed and moments
later turning a corner they arrived at a small
reception room. At the entrance, accompanied by a very
attractive hostess holding a tray of glasses filled
with champagne, stood two very large Security men.
"Good Evening Ladies, would you like champagne or may
we get you something different?" the hostess asked and
much to Anne's annoyance, gave Faith a more than
sociable visual body check and very friendly smile.
"I'd prefer a vodka and diet coke if it is not too much
trouble, ice with no lemon?" Faith said politely,
returning the smile.
"Why yes Ma'am! I'll organise that for you
immediately." The hostess gave Faith another obviously
appreciative glance then turned to Anne who declining a
drink motioned Faith to follow her. They descended the
steps into the room and she said. "I must go in a
minute Faith but I saw that Helen is over at the bar so
I'll take you over to her and you can meet my temporary
boss man, Brian Hilden. He is the General Manager of
the hotel and I see he's with her now!"
When they arrived at the bar Helen beamed at them both.
"Faith, nice to see you again, is every thing okay? Let
me get you two a drink..."
"There is one on the way for me thank you." Faith
replied and before she could continue Anne quickly
interrupted.
"Excuse me folks but I have to go for a few minutes.
Helen, would you do the introductions and look after
Faith? till I get back?"
"Of course!" Helen answered and Anne turned to Faith.
"I must go Faith, I'm being paged again!" She grinned
and held up her pager.
"I understand. Completely!" Faith replied with a
meaningful smile and as Anne turned away and headed for
the exit. Faith felt a pang of regret as briefly she
watched her retreat but then she quickly turned back to
Helen who promptly introduced her to Brian Hilden.
"Faith this is our General Manager Brian Hilden. Brian
- Faith Hollings."
Faith reached out and they shook hands.
"I trust all is well Faith, do you have everything you
need?" he asked with a friendly smile.
"Yes thank you Brian and I've been made very welcome by
everyone especially Helen and Anne!" At that moment a
waiter emerged with her drink which she took and
raising it up to them both she said. "So, Cheers!
Here's to a successful and hopefully uneventful
conference!"
"I'll drink to that!" Helen and Brian chorused in
unison and they all raised and clicked their glasses
together.
Faith looked casually around as they talked and saw
that the room was filling rapidly. Already there were
considerably more than the "couple of dozen" or so
people Anne had led her to believe were to be expected
but she saw no familiar faces and soon, in the hopeful
expectation of seeing Anne return, she found herself
glancing in the direction of the entrance.
"Faith, you said you were 'working' now, may I
introduce you to two of the conference delegates?"
Helen suddenly asked gently touching her on the arm.
"They are both Russian and to be honest they don't seem
to speak much, if any English. I'd like to just let
them know that if they need anything we're here to
help."
"Surely, just lead the way." Faith replied. She nodded
to Brian and Helen manoeuvred them through the throng
to a corner of the room where by a large buffet table a
couple were stood slightly apart from the rest of the
delegates. The couple were silently surveying the
mingling crowd and Faith thought as she and Helen
approached them that they looked rather out of place,
and very solemn.
"This is Miss Hollings. She speaks Russian!" said Helen
in a raised voice and the couple turned and stared at
Helen then at Faith. Why oh why I wonder do people
always raise their voice when they speak to foreigners
Faith asked herself for the millionth time as politely
she shook hands first with the man and then the woman.
"I am Eran Koros and this is my associate Evania,
Evania Malatinove. So, you speak Russian?" To Helen he
was talking complete gibberish but Faith understood
perfectly. Muscovites she thought, immediately
conscious of the give away accent. She smiled at the
couple and fluently confirmed that she did in fact
speak their language which sparked an instant reaction
from them both. Their faces lit up into broad smiles
and both began talking rapidly with much back patting
and hand shaking. Smoothly Faith answered their deluge
of questions and Helen, with a grateful smile, politely
retreated and left them.
As they talked Faith observed the couple with continued
amusement. Now she, she thought admiringly looking at
Evania, really is something else. She is an Amazon...
taller than me... taller by at least one, maybe two
inches and... and she really is quite stunning... She
noted the piercing "ice blue" eyes and the long blonde
hair that was pulled back severely into a pony tail
that reached her waist. That black dress looks as if it
has been sprayed on she reflected, it is very well cut
though, expensive and it shows off every detail of what
I have to admit must be a truly magnificent body. A
body that I suspect is probably as solid as a brick
wall... she is a lady who I suspect would be a more
than an worthy opponent in the gym...
Eran on the other hand was short and a bit on the plump
side and had a pronounced beer belly. Though almost
totally bald he had a very large and impressive
moustache that he continually stroked. He stood beaming
at her as they talked, or rather Evania talked as he
had given up trying to get a word in, and Faith noticed
with amusement how his eyes kept dropping to stare at
her breasts. She smiled to herself as she realised that
despite his efforts she was far too tall and that his
efforts to ogle her cleavage were totally in vain.
Evania however, most certainly was tall enough and made
no secret of the fact that she liked what she saw. Her
eyes initially had washed swiftly over her, quite
obviously undressing her and, after circling her arm
around Faiths waist and pulling herself to her side,
she with more than casual friendliness rested her hand
firmly and intimately on Faiths hip.
Oh dear Faith thought with a sigh, we have a problem
Houston... Politely she tried to edge away but Evania,
and the hand, stayed and in fact moved down and round
to rest at the base of her spine almost on her buttock.
It was with genuine relief therefore that moments later
across the room as if on cue she saw Anne accompanied
by a couple. Through the crowd their eyes met and she
warmed inwardly at the visual contact and seeing Evania
for a moment looking away to speak to Eran, she mouthed
a "Help" and grinned. Anne smiled and moments later she
was at her side.
"Miss Hollings - Mr and Mrs Kanovich. Miss Hollings is
our linguist!" Anne said smiling at the couple. "Mr and
Mrs Kanovich are from Russia" she added. Faith shook
hands and then in Russian introduced them to Evania and
Eran. As soon as she had done so Anne, taking Faith by
the hand announced loudly with mock seriousness. "The
Italian delegates organiser wishes to see you
immediately Miss Hollings. Please, you will excuse us?"
and before Evania knew what had happened Faith, smiling
courteously, had moved from her side and they quickly
left.
"We meet again soon yes? Very soon yes?" Evania called
after them in broken English.
"Ahh! So, she does speak a bit of English then! We meet
again soon, yes! Very soon yes!" Anne chuckled
mimicking Evania as they walked away then looking up at
Faith with a mischievous grin she added wryly. "My but
we certainly made a hit there didn't we Miss Hollings!
Is caressing a woman's bum a Russian way of greeting
people?"
"Very funny ha! and you're very observant aren't you,"
Faith chuckled and grinned at her. "But thanks anyway
for rescuing me!" Faith smiled at her then went on.
"You mentioned the Italian delegates Anne. As I recall
that they all speak perfect English, I...!"
"Of course they don't want you. Well a couple probably
do in the biblical senses knowing Italians as I do..."
Anne cut in and stopping abruptly she turned to her and
looking serious she said. "But if you want to go back
to Evania..."
For a moment Faith thought she was serious. "Anne! You
don't think I..." then, seeing the twinkle of amusement
in her eyes and the faint smile she laughed. "You
little minx, don't you dare tease me like that again
and you know perfectly well I don't want to go back to
her. I'm not the least bit interested! Not in the way
she was in me anyway. I think you saved me from a fate
far worse than death there Anne, I owe you one!"
"That's okay," Anne giggled. "But that's two you owe me
now and Faith, I always claim my winnings!" and giving
her a quizzical look she raised her eyebrows
questioningly and said. "I am not sure about you and
Evania though. To the best of my knowledge she hasn't
stroked anyone else's butt this evening. Are you sure
you didn't encourage her?"
"Anne Wilde..." Faith said sternly with mock
indignation but before she could continue Anne,
grinning mischievously, interrupted again.
"You said a fate worse than death, so did the fact that
she was obviously a lesbian and obviously wanted you
disturb you then?"
"Good heavens no!" Faith exclaimed showing surprise at
the question. "Her sexual inclinations are her
business!"
"So lesbians don't frighten or disturb you then." Anne
asked quickly and almost holding her breath, she
awaited Faiths answer.
"Nooo..." Faith said slowly. "Certainly not. Do
lesbians disturb of frighten you then Anne?" Their eyes
held for a moment and Anne was immediately sorry she
had phrased the question in the way she had. Damn it
she muttered under her breath. Her answer had been
honest and to the point but it tells me nothing.
Nothing of her views on lesbian relationships or
anything... and she has turned the tables on me... if I
push the subject it might seem odd to her so now I'll
have to leave it till another time...
"Of course not!" she retorted. "I was just joking. I
have no axe to grind on any ones sexual preferences,
c'est la vie is I think is the French expression isn't
it?"
"Very good Anne, I'll make a linguist of you yet!"
Faith smiled but further discussion on the matter came
to an immediate halt as they were joined by two of the
delegates who by coincidence, turned out to be Italian.
As they talked Anne was not surprised to find that
Faith soon became the centre of attention. Rapidly they
were joined by more delegates, mainly men and after
several minutes of conversation she was paged again.
She turned to Faith and with a small smile she held up
her pager.
"Have to go again Faith but I'll be back soon!" and
quickly rising up on her toes she leaned against her
and Faith felt the soft pressure of Anne's breast again
on her arm as she whispered. "But just you behave
yourself now, no flirting okay! I can't always be here
to rescue you!"
Faith grinned back at her but before she could reply
Anne, quietly chuckling to herself, turned away and was
gone. Her heart beating, Faith caressed the spot on her
arm then turned back to the delegates.
For some time she chatted with the group but when they
were finally joined by more of the wives and
secretaries she was able to cordially disengage herself
and leave the throng. The evening progressed
uneventfully and though enjoying herself, after having
spent what she figured as ages but was in reality only
about three- quarters of an hour chatting and acting as
translator for various dignitaries, she began to feel
bored and became conscious that she was more than a
little weary.
What I really would like to do is just switch off and
put my feet up she thought, but there is no where here
to sit and the only people I know are not around... and
where is Anne anyway... She looked round the room in
the hope of seeing her and for the umpteenth time
Evania caught her eye and gave her an exaggerated and
provocative wink. A very obvious invitation to join her
and she decided it was definitely time to leave.
Smiling she shook her head and turned away.
I did want to see Anne again she thought, but perhaps
an early night might not be so bad an idea... if all
this affection and friendliness continues I can't
guarantee my ability to resist over reciprocating... I
might just weaken and then where would we be...
Nevertheless, the thought of not seeing Anne before
leaving prompted her to stay on a few more minutes but
when finally she had finished her drink and Anne had
still not appeared began to ease her way through the
crowd. As she neared the door however a deep quiet
voice, which she immediately identified as that of Mike
West, spoke quietly in her ear and she felt a firm pair
of hands close on her waist.
"And where is the lovely Tasha Yar off to then?" he
asked with a chuckle.
She turned and sure enough it was Mike West and her
heart lifted as to her delight she saw Anne by his
side. He had a broad grin on his face and as he
casually draped an arm around Anne's small shoulders he
affectionately wrapped the other round Faiths waist.
"Come, the night is yet young! Not leaving us without
saying good night were you then?" he joked hugging her
gently and looking down at Anne and then back to Faith
he added mischievously.
"Found this one wandering around the corridors and
thought I'd better bring her along see. Thought perhaps
you could handle her better than I, especially if she
decided to start playing with her vibrator again. So if
you are going then I think you better take her with you
see!" Mike's Welsh accent added to the humour but Anne
was aghast. She glanced round appalled and visibly
blushed.
"Mike for heavens sake shush...!" she gasped and seeing
they were unobserved again stubbed her foot firmly on
his shoe. "You are a Great Big Bully!" she said quietly
and Mike laughed and with exaggeration, feigned pain.
"She wouldn't do that sort of sort of thing in public
would she Mike surely?"
Faith teased. "The vibro bit I mean!"
"For heavens sake you two someone might hear you!" Anne
protested again quickly glancing around in alarm to see
if they were being observed and Faith and Mike grinned
at each other triumphantly.
"Okay, no more teasing," Faith chuckled. "but what's
this Tasha Yar bit Mike?"
"Oh that! That was my suggestion and Mike agrees." Anne
declared and seeing her look of confusion she added.
"You know, the woman officer who used to be in Star
Trek. You know Star Trek? the TV Science fiction
programme? We reckon you're her double." then almost as
an afterthought she added. "She has left the series now
but she was gorgeous!" then realising what she had said
added hastily. "Like very attractive I mean."
"Ahh... I see!" Faith replied nodding her head
thoughtfully.
"Security Officer on the Star Ship Enterprise to be
precise" Mike beamed. "and if you want to be on my
Security Team Faith, you're on! I would stress by the
way that the Tasha Yar bit was Anne's suggestion though
I do agree with her, you really could be her twin.
Though of course you are definitely the better looking
one!"
"Smoothie again!" Anne giggled.
"I see." Faith replied. "I'm with you now and yes, it
has been mentioned there is a slight similarity in our
looks. An actress by the name of Denise Crosby is I
believe the lady to whom you refer but I think you will
find that she is no where near as tall and hefty as I
am. Considerably more gentile I suspect! However I'll
assume that you made the comparison in a complimentary
vein and I thank you..." and looking at Anne she
thought, so you think she's gorgeous do you... well I
find that very interesting, very interesting indeed...
She bent forward and lowering her voice whispered. "And
as for you young lady, I haven't forgotten or forgiven
you for your insinuations about my behaving badly and
encouraging that, that Russian woman!"
She waved an admonishing finger at Anne as she spoke
and Anne immediately taking the opportunity, grabbed
and held the finger with her free hand.
"Ohhh I love it when your dominating!" she giggled
squeezing the finger gently but she caught her breath
and her chest tightened as the finger moved lightly
within her grasp. Suddenly, the finger felt very warm
and very very sensual and she stared at her hand in
disbelief as a shiver of ecstatic pleasure shot through
her. For a moment she was speechless. She looked up at
Faith and slowly, and reluctantly, released her grip.
Swallowing, she licked her lips and taking a deep
breath she said. "I was just teasing honest. Though I
think I had better keep an eye on you. I certainly
can't allow Evania to take over my role!" and then with
another coy smile and a small tilt of her head she
added. "May I get you another drink Miss Hollings?"
"Thank you Miss Wilde, and for your information, I
would not allow that to happen, of that I can assure
you." Faith grinned and quickly dipping down to her ear
again she whispered "but just you stop your teasing, I
always get my own back and don't you forget, we're
neighbours, remember?"
Feeling the soft brush of Faiths breath against her
hair and neck Anne groaned inwardly and bit her lower
lip to keep silent as another shiver of desire swept
through her. God but you'll be the death of me she
thought.
"You're a big bully too!" she said looking up at her.
"Just 'cos you're bigger than me!" She paused and
stared steadily back at her for a moment then licking
her lips nervously she said very quietly "and I haven't
forgotten we're neighbours. Who do you think put you in
the room next to me in the first place?" She raised an
eyebrow as she inclined her head inquiringly then with
a smile said "I'll go get us some drinks." and quickly
she turned and disappeared into the crowd.
'Oh Jesus!' Anne muttered to her self as she hurried
away. 'Where in hell did I get the courage to say
that...' and as she edged her way through to the bar
she chuckled to herself. The allocation of Faiths room
to be next to hers had been her doing but she had done
it long before she had even heard of Faith Hollings,
let alone met her. Still, she thought, Faith doesn't
know that... and having reached the bar she ordered
their drinks.
Faith meanwhile was pensive. Cheeky little Mite she
thought cheerfully as she watched Anne retreating
through the crowd. Comments like that could well be
misconstrued Miss Wilde, just you be very careful I
don't start making some risky assumptions... and she
sighed contentedly, suddenly pleasantly aware that for
the first time, for a very long time, she was happy.
To be continued...
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