Lavender Blue comes to town.
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Lavender Blue
I found the sister and her husband in Monaco. She seemed pretty nice, but that little girl! Sophia, she was a real doll.
The husband was my ticket to finding Josephine Brennan. He was chatty.
So I dressed as a hotel staffer and offered them another night free for being valued customers.
" So tell me, there was a third member in your party wasn't there?" I asked, looking at some papers I found in the trash.
I pretended it was their invoice.
" Oh, yes my sister in law, she isn't with us now." David informed me.
" Oh, I thought she said she was staying in Monaco for a while." I lied. I never talked to her before in my life.
" Well, her ex-boss had other plans for her. Seems he needed to settle some things with her." David was very forth coming.
I knew from my research that Charles Hudson was her ex- boss.
" Well, we'd love to stay another few weeks but we have been summoned home." David said, looking at me expectantly.
I smiled and handed them a hotel business card. "Please, call me if you come back into town, we would love to see you again, especially that baby girl of yours."
He gave me the room keys.
" Ok, well thank for having us." He waved as they walked to the exit.
I came out from behind the front desk and removed my hotel garb.
The hotel concierge was tied up behind the desk. I knocked him out just after I arrived.
He would be fine.
I removed my blond wig and glasses, fluffing out my long black hair and I changed into a smart, white business suit.
Now I need to find Charles Hudson.
I would need to pay a visit to his wife first. She seems like a logical place to start.
I mean if Charles is with Josephine, then Lana must be made aware of this little indiscretion of her husband's.
I would find Lana. She must be in the area still, I mean if my husband was with his ex, I would stick around to kick his ass when he returns home.
I found out they were living in Paris. I loved Paris in the spring. It wasn't close to springtime, but I could pretend.
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Lana Hill
My husband sent me the divorce papers. I half expected him to send the police or interpol to come after me after what I had done to his little girlfriend.
Fuck! I should have just had her murdered. Being sold as a s*x slave had such a nice ring to it though.
I never expected her to return. Charles was very angry with me. I would stall this divorce as long as possible. I need to get him back to me, somehow. I do love him.
There was a knock on the apartment door.
I looked through the peephole, there stood a beautiful woman in a white business suit.
She certainly didn't look like the cops, I opened the door.
" What the hell do you want?" I said to her.
" Mrs. Hudson? I'm Donna Farmer from Prestige Securities. It seems your husband has disappeared. You are the only one that can help me, may I come in?" I smiled and put my foot in the doorway.
To my surprise, she let me in.
" Yes, yes I am aware. I had nothing to do with it." She said as she put some clothes into a suitcase.
" Well, I have been trying hard to find him, do you have any idea why he left?" I sat on the edge of the sofa.
" Yes, I know why. He's with that woman, Josephine. Apparently she came back from the dead and he ran off with her."
Lana's eyes were full of tears.
I removed my suit jacket and put my arm around her shoulders.
She cried on my white blouse.
" Hey listen, these things tend to burn out, he will be back. Come on don't cry. You are far too pretty to cry those big tears honey."
Lana wiped her tears and leaned on me.
This was way too easy.
" Did he leave a paper trail, I assume you've check your credit cards, bank accounts?" I pried.
" Who did you say you were again?" She asked moving away from me.
I stared into her eyes.
" I work for the security exchange commission. Seems Charles hasn't been forthright with you my dear." I smiled.
Lana sat forward and frowned.
" Really? Really?" She clapped her hands and started to laugh.
I suggested to her that we have a drink and talk a while.
She went to the kitchen and pulled out two glasses.
I poured her a drink and shot back a large gulp of tequila.
She did the same.
After two hours of drinking and talking, Lana was wasted.
I wanted to see her phone, I was very patient.
I could drink most men under the table.
" Tell me Donna, are those contacts or are your eyes really that color. I mean they are like a light blue, no... more of a lavender."
I took her fingers in my hand and kissed each one very slowly.
" Well, they are contacts, I like to enhance my assets," I lied.
"I see you have the same ideas. I mean you've had work done haven't you?" I touched her face. My middle finger lingered on her bottom lip.
She inhaled deeply.
" I had a bit of work, maybe what you might call a refresher." She bit my finger softly, then sucked on it.
I stood up. " Where, is your room?"
She wobbled as she stood and walked into the wall, then laughed out loud.
I walked her to her bed then took off her shoes, then her socks, rubbing her feet.
She moaned.
I rubbed her calves, then her knees. Her legs spread open at my touch.
I leaned over her and spoke to her just inches from her lips.
" Do you have a bathroom.I could use to uh...freshen up?"
She nodded, I brushed her lips with my own.
" Be right back." I looked around for her phone. I found it in her purse.
I quickly held it to the light, seeing her fingerprint smudges on the key pad. I swiped it in the shape of an L. It opened right up. " Amateur." I laughed.
I scrolled through until I found her recent text with Charles. I got his digits and looked at her bank records.
Hmmm...he took a bit of money out a week ago. Looks like he converted most of it to Krona's.
He's in Sweden.
I went back to Lana. She was out.
I put my hands on her beautiful body as she slept.
Spreading her long lean thighs, I entered her taking my pleasure.
I had hid my body's reaction to her very well. She had no idea I was capable of giving her such masculine pleasure.
She arched back and grabbed my butt, pulling me in deeper.
I kissed her, tasting tequila and her sweetness. She shuddered and then moaned as I felt her body let go and orgasm around me, making me do the same.
I loved playing the part of a woman, my body felt so sensual and I looked sexy as hell.
But, I was a chameleon. I took many forms. When I first met Ian I was employed by Chico Sanchez.
Ian just looked like a cop to me, Imagine his surprise when I got him alone and threatened to expose him if he didn't get me out of that hell hole.
I played him. But, I love him now. He has accepted me for who I truly am.
I brushed out my long hair and applied my lipstick. Time to travel to the airport. I had to buy some warmer clothes.
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