0 comments/ 7933 views/ 5 favorites Nia: Beginnings By: emap I stare at myself in the mirror trying to calm my nerves. Even the fact that my boyfriend is out there, I love him with all my heart doesn't seem to help. With a sigh I put my hands on the sink and just stare, seeing my green eyes and flaming red hair staring back doesn't help. Fuck I need to get out there forget everything and just shave for him, forget being fertile I want the cock of the man I love inside of me. Pulling upright I check myself turning my back to look behind. I don't have anything stuck to me and not covered in anything, I grab up the electric razor and go. Ben is sitting on the bed his feet tucked under him looking for all the world like it is the most comfortable pose in the world. I don't know how he does it, I sit on my feet even a little and they fall asleep, I can't walk for half an hour after sitting like that for anything longer than maybe five minutes. He stands up going tall, I'm not some tiny little woman I am five feet and five inches of one scary when pissed Irish girl. Ben though, he stands at least a foot taller than I do, he has to lean forward to kiss me he walks over to me and does. I melt into him his strong arms pulling me to him, his long on top brown hair falling into my face. My eyes close with the passion in the kiss, his tongue seeking out mine as he keeps moving against me. When he pulls back I sigh and breathe a little heavy, that is a kiss to wipe away all fears, all memories and think of just one thing. Then a second thing comes to me and a third related to the second I need a towel. I leave Ben standing there in all his tall hunky glory to get a towel. Towel in hand pillow set where I need it I climb on the bed swatting away the probing hand to my eager pussy then settle atop the pillow and towel. Ben starts to undo his pants I whistle at him and shake my head then point to the bed so he can see. Ben's head in the right spot to watch me shave bare, at least barer than I am right this second I reach for the damp towel. I usually shave in the shower don't need foam or gel with the wet/dry electric razor and that much water. Ben scoots a little closer eager to watch as I take the electric in my hand and turn it on. I move it down while one hand pulls on my skin to stretch it out I shiver as the electric touches me. It feels so incredibly good to shave with one I start to tremble as it moves its slow way down me. Having no idea how to make it look nicer I just go slowly. I am trembling in no time an orgasm rushing up from my toes as I shave down one side of my pussy and back up. I rest the base of the electric against my clit as I have my orgasm my hips rising up and down seeking the hard cock I am desperate to have inside of me. I keep moving the electric getting all of the stubble I have on the top of me enjoying the feel of it. I move to go down the other side of my pussy and reach a second orgasm my toes curling my hips moving. A third orgasm comes when I move down the not shaved side of my pussy. This one is strong I'm moaning and groaning as my hips really move. I don't get a chance to move the electric aside Ben moves atop me. He grabs it up and tosses it on the floor as he works his pants open. I grab at his cock eagerly when it comes in to view sliding my fingers up and down him loving the feel of his hard flesh. He moves around a little to get at a better angle to fuck me, I guide him to me and scream my pleasure when he enters. The hot hard flesh parting my folds splitting me wide and hopefully this time delivering the correct squirt to the correct place I reach an orgasm. My insides clench as I move under him desperate to get him off and wanting him to take his time on that. I put my hands on his butt and pull him in to me on each withdrawal. Ben seems to have the same eager desire to fuck me hard, his ass moving atop me with a single mindedness that is sending me crashing toward an orgasm. I scream my joy when my orgasm crashes over me. Ben keeps going, sending me higher and higher up into the heights with his pistoning cock. My legs wrap around him, my arms grab at his shoulders and pull him to me. I recognize the signs Ben is close he is close to filling me with his hot fluids. I beg for him to fill me, beg him for his child in me. Ben looks at me his eyes full of something, love and lust and something else. I don't care I just want his fluids, I move under him working on getting him to fill me up. My moving isn't just working on getting him to fill me up. My rising and falling hips are getting me close to an orgasm. I'm moaning his name in between grunts as he fucks me hard. His hard flesh in me feels so incredibly good, so right and all I need. Ben groans and rises higher above me buried to his balls inside of me I moan his name over and over when I feel the warmth. He keeps pumping getting his fluids in me like it is his dying wish to knock me up. Ben lies on me a little more than he had been, I grab hold of him and hold on hoping this time we did it right. When he starts to move in me again I push him off, not because I don't want more the egg timer went off I got fifteen minutes to lie here before I have to get up and pack. Ben stares at the ceiling, I stare at him hoping this time we did everything right. The nagging suspicion that perhaps I just want a child and like him well enough to fuck comes back, I shake the thought away. When I turn to look at Ben again he is on his side looking at me. "I wasn't good enough the first time?" I giggle and shake my head loving the baritone voice he has, deep and loving and ever so dampening when he flirts. "Not that I shoved you off because I have fifteen minutes to lie here and hope before I have to pack." Ben sighs and looks at the ceiling again. "Sometimes I think you care more about getting pregnant than me." I twist on the bed and start punching him on the arm. Ben lies there for a second looking at me then gets up. "Well alright I'm glad your letting me try. It's just I don't know it's almost like I'm just the first guy you picked to try and get knocked up with, I'm wondering how long until you find a new one." I sit up and look at him standing out of reach almost at the door looking worried. "Ben trust me your not just some guy I'm trying to get knocked up with. I love you with all my heart. I just need to do a presentation and I will be finished, no more darting off with no warning." Ben sighs and nods then comes over to cuddle me. "So does that mean I can ask you to marry me?" I squeak and look at him with a smile. "Yes but you better do the whole bit, romantic dinner ending on the knee with a gorgeous ring. I come back tomorrow night late so best make it the next night or as soon as you can." Ben grins then leans over me for a kiss. This is a special kiss, his hands to my head pulling me up into him. He's pressing down almost like he's trying to eat me and his lips mauled into mine his tongue entering me and wrestling with mine. My breathing is fast and furious now I love when he kisses me like that. If I didn't need to get dressed and go I would shove him over and ride him. "I promise I'll think of something and tomorrow when you get back I might surprise you, I've been thinking about it." I smile at him, not just the I love this man smile but a full bore I'm going to marry this man and live in wedded bliss smile. I would say something else except my alarm goes off. With a groan I get up feeling his and my fluids starting to seep out of me. I grab up the damp towel and wipe myself then grab up the towel on the bed and dry. Somewhat clean, dry, and very hopeful I pull out a pair of g string panties, the black lace ones Ben loves taking me out of when he can resist just shoving them aside. I grab up a black half cut bra and get that on, Ben watching with a sigh he can never get my bras on or off me very well. I pull out my red dress it is a one piece very short with strategic holes to show off my breasts and not my bra along with my back and part of one side just above my waist. I pull out the black garter and black Spanish rose stockings, after getting those on I get out the matching high heel they add a whole five inches to me. "Nia lord I'd swear you are getting ready to escort somebody and not to a fancy dinner." Ben says sitting on the bed watching me. "Nope, I like how I look dressed like this and I am doing a presentation, appearance is everything. Doing it dressed like this gets all the men not thinking about what I am showing and just want to agree." I smile at Ben as I am saying it, I want to tell him the truth but how do you tell the man you're in love with that you're a hired assassin. Ben sighs and watches me go do my makeup blue eyeshadow, pink rouge, and metallic green lipstick. I pull out my small overnight suitcase and stuff a few items into it, just the essentials, replacement stockings and garter, panties and bras and a few dresses. I pull out my presentation suitcase, it's larger locked with the simplest thing, a strip of clear everyday tape. To open it one would either cut the tape or pull it off, impossible to hide either from anyone. I trust Ben I just don't want to tell him what I really do it's just not an easy thing to live with your girlfriend doing. I should know I've tried telling the truth before. After this time I am done though, I don't have to confess to doing mafia hits and other slightly more honorable killings. I collect the makeup I will need and drop it in my purse. With everything I need packed including toiletries I lug my luggage and purse to my car. I toss the luggage into my trunk, barely large enough to fit I look over the apartment buildings. They are large buildings with large apartments in, painted an odd tan color with dark brown edging. I look around thinking this could be the last time I see my home. I smile when I realize this is the last time I will have this thought. Ben walks out with me and gives me a hug before moving to his car, a big all black with tinted windows Ford. I look at his car then mine, a much smaller two seated Miata done in soothing midnight blue. "My car is better." I yell across to him, Ben gives me a groan and rolls his eyes skyward. "You wish, you got a little pea shooter engine, I've got a hemi." I giggle at him. "Yeah at least I don't get twelve gallons a mile and I can keep up with you in it." Ben sighs and gets in his car then rolls down his window to tell me he loves me. I tell him I love him then get in my car, I get out of the parking spot first Ben's car needs to warm up a little. Glad it is middle of the week and not a weekend, Phoenix traffic is horrible to go anywhere on the weekends I get on the highway. Some kid I'm not terribly sure is old enough to drive yet spends a lot of miles trying to flirt with me through the windows. Perhaps he is trying to race instead he keeps stepping on the gas and letting off to jump ahead a little. I know this is a race me sign but lord he's smiling and signaling things of a sexual nature at me. I lose him when I pull off to get to the airport, unlike the highways, the airport is packed. I have to search for a while for a parking spot before going in. I am met at the doors by Franklin he works in the airport and is a contact of mine. He collects my presentation bag and dashes off to get back to work while I head for the frequent flyer check in terminal. The clerk there is all smiles as I check in drop off my other bag and collect my ticket from her. The new security takes me a while to get through, I'm always afraid of getting a male security guard they are able to just take you off for a search. A guy can't strip search a woman, they have to use a woman guard but still it's scary to think of. I get through without a hitch the guy right behind me however does not, he's Indian not Middle Eastern easy to tell with no hat and a little red diamond on his forehead. He's still taken off for a search the way led by a blonde woman taking glances at him and smiling a little. Having no idea what she sees in him, his nose was large and his eyes were rather dead, I collect my purse and a few compliments. It's hard to smile and thank an overweight sweaty man for a sexually charged compliment. I manage to do it and am on my way to my boarding station. I suppose my expression at the boarding pass check in alerted the clerk. "I am going to apologize to you for the treatment you received at security, most of the men they hire for it are virgins or haven't had sex in longer than I've been alive." She says with a slight smile, I smile back appreciating the joke. With my boarding pass in order I go sit at one of the bench chairs they have set up here. I lean back cross my legs and relax to wait, it's a half hour before boarding commences. A harried looking woman comes over followed by one of the security guards, his eyes on her rump nothing else. The woman sees me sitting there I motion her over with a smile. She comes with an answering smile and sits right next to me. I get a brief moment to look her over she's perhaps an inch shorter than I. Her nose is delicate, chin as well she is rather on the beautiful side of things. Her hair hangs down around her shoulders brown and curly. She's wearing a slight sundress that seems to be a size to small her ample chest is outlined quite well in it. "I was wondering where you were. I'm sorry I was late I just had to stop and pick up a snack. You know how I am." I put my arm around her shoulder she leans in to me with a sigh. "I know dear its fine, I'm sorry I wasn't here to greet you. I had to use the bathroom." We both watch the security guy walk away looking a little crestfallen. "Thank you for that, I didn't know what I was going to do, he kept following me around even after I flat told him I'm not looking for a boyfriend." She says still leaning in to me trembling a little. "My pleasure, I don't think he would have done anything he looked smitten. So are you flying to New York or am I just a handy save me gal?" She looks up at me and smiles she straightens up after looking around for him. "I am flying to New York going to see my folks, before ASU starts the semester in three weeks. I'm Samantha by the way I suppose you can call me Sam, my friends always do." I smile at Sam. "I'm Nia, very nice to meet you. So what are you going to learn at ASU?" Sam smiles back. "I hope it's not boring to you but I am learning history, mythology and legends to be specific. My second year of it, going to learn about all sorts of the creatures, vampires, mummies, fairies, and anything else you can think of this part is going to take up the whole year if you can believe it." I giggle and nod. "I've looked at all of that stuff before, especially vampires. I teased my boyfriend about being one because he has fangs almost. They are just longer than average I had fun teasing him though." Sam's face falls a little. "Oh damn I was hoping you wouldn't be seeing anyone." I look at Sam she looks back at me a little hopeful. "I share the interest, I'm just such a gorgeous gal don't you think?" Sam giggles then laughs when I poke her in the side. "I do think you are gorgeous, but you got a boyfriend even if you do like women there's a boyfriend." I sigh and nod then smile at her. "Tell you what, we can sit together and talk about anything, when I come back tomorrow I'll ask my boyfriend maybe I don't have to be off limits. Besides you're interested in the same thing I am, course I never went to college to learn it. I can help with your research or heck you can teach me what you learned." Sam smiles and leans back in to me. "Deal, you said anything so what size bra do you wear?" I giggle and put my arm back around her. "I'm a C, what size do you wear?" "I'm a D, I'd prefer to have your breasts mine are just too big." I giggle then. "I was going to say the same thing, mine aren't quite large enough. Maybe I'll have D's in six or seven months, trying to get pregnant with my boyfriend." Sam shakes her head. "Normally not that large of an increase, besides you don't mine weigh down on me. I can't relax unless I lie down I'm looking forward to back problems later in life if I don't do exercises. Yours don't do that, I'd prefer that." "True, I never thought of it that way, I would have back problems if I didn't do exercises either of course. In this I envy men honestly, they don't get big bags on their chest that make you run strange." Sam giggles then looks up at me. "What I envy is the whole no period thing. Imagine if you could stay like you are and never experience a period, wouldn't that just be bliss." I laugh and nod. "No high heels don't get me wrong I like going around in heels and skimpy dresses but men don't wear shoes that crimp your toes and make straightening your foot later painful." Sam groans I almost miss the boarding call for first class. "Sam are you first class?" I ask standing up and looking down at her, she shakes her head. I take her hand and go to the clerk at the check in. "Would it be possible to get my friend here into first class with me?" She smiles at me and checks her computer. "Yes we have a few seats empty I'll add it to your ticket if you let me have hers for a moment." Sam hands over her ticket looking a little mystified. "Thank you yes you are both in first class now if you would kindly board we are admitting business and coach in moments." Sam takes her ticket back. I grab her hand again and lead her on the plane. The stewardess greets us at the door of the plane with a smile and shows us to two empty seats. Sam looks uncomfortable on the plane, especially looking out the window so I sit first and let her have the aisle seat. "This is my first flight I drove down to look at ASU West and sign up." Sam says looking at me. "Don't worry, the security is too good for them to hijack the plane, you can't even bring a bottle of fingernail polish on. Heights are different, I'm not comfortable flying either but so long as I don't look out the window I'm fine." Sam smiles at me looking a little better. "Before one of us forgets what is your phone number?" She pulls a notepad and pen out of her purse we trade phone numbers and addresses. Before anything else can be said a stewardess comes by asking if we would like a drink. I get a rum and coke, Sam surprises me a little, she gets a scotch and water. Surprised the stewardess as well she had to ask for ID, with our drinks in hand the captain announcing we will be taking off in five minutes I turn to Sam. "You know I thought you were nineteen, maybe twenty." Sam smiles at me and shakes her head. "I had to fight to get to go to ASU, didn't go to college for a year because my dad was adamant I go to one in New York. Even mentioned Harvard which isn't but close enough I guess. Mom finally talked him into letting me go here which was my whole stand on college, ASU has a better science and history department than most. My dad was against it because it's a party school, which I understand it's to hot in the summer during the winter it's just cold. What else are you going to do?" I giggle and nod. "Especially when you finally get away from your parents and are out on your own, you can do all the fun stuff your friends talked about doing. I've been to some of those college parties, really good places to get sex and drunk." Sam giggles and shakes her head. "Not so much for me, I do go and have gotten sex once with a guy it wasn't really all that good to me. I did want to make sure I guess I'm lesbian." I smile at Sam then grab her hand when the engines start up and the stewardesses' start giving the safety spiel. "I didn't say the sex was all that great at those parties, guys don't do well with getting drunk and having sex. I think if you see a hot guy you should give him a ride and see if it does anything for you." Sam was staring at the stewardesses squeezing my hand then she looks at me and nods. Nia: Beginnings "You might be right, I do find guys attractive. I don't know it's just all so confusing." She squeaks in fright when the engines get loud and we barrel down the runway to take off. We spend the next few minutes trying to keep each other calm. Does not work well the plane takes off then dips a couple times. The turn is a little severe, I could swear the plane was going down not higher and turning. A stewardess comes over and assures us this is normal and there's nothing to fear. She even stays there holding on to Sam's other hand and smiling at me so I don't look out the window. When the plane evens out the stewardess smiles at us and goes to refill our glasses. "Sam I think your fear fed mine, that was not a normal take off though." Sam looks at me and sighs. "I think I know why you don't like to fly." The stewardess comes back and hands over two new drinks for us. "All we did was hit a couple air pockets, trust me it's nothing to worry about. We just took off a few seconds faster than we should have and caught a little of the trail of the plane before us. Drink up I'll bring peanuts by in a few minutes, dinner will be two hours." I sigh and nod at her with a smile, Sam smiles as well. "So what kind of car do you drive?" Sam looks over at me and sighs. "I have a Kia Rio SX its brand new at least a lot of the other students have better cars though it's weird." I giggle. "The Rio's are nice cars not the best in performance but good mileage and all that fun stuff. I have a midnight blue Miata two seater it's really good and keeps up with my boyfriend's hemi car. I get much better gas mileage to I think he's jealous of it." Sam giggles and turns in her seat. "Do you play role-playing games?" I smile big at her. "You bet I love D&D. Don't have anybody to play with though, my boyfriend offered to get some of his friends but I've met them, they are weird." Sam is smiling and giggling. "You should see some of the guys that play it at ASU I think all of them wear thick glasses and drooled at me when I tried to play with them." The man sitting just ahead of us turns and smiles. "You just described about sixty percent of the people at the Con's I've been to. I'd ask if I could join in except I think you two are not staying in New York. Go to the game shops there usually are boards to put a name and number for players to contact you. There also are places to advertise for new players in the D&D website. Try not to say no to the guys in thick glasses, not all of us drool. Contacts are a wondrous thing." Sam looks at me and giggles, I smile at him. "Thanks I will be sure and do that. So what brought you to Phoenix?" His smile falters a little. "I think the same thing taking you to New York. I had a presentation to give." The tightness in his eyes clues me in on what he means, with no coverage on the news it means one thing. "Oh my you are a legend I'm surprised you didn't get the presentation I did." He smiles and shakes his head. "I'm not as good, you have eclipsed me in pure talent. I've heard that certain parties in Europe are trying to woo you." I sigh and nod. "Yes they are, I've told them no, this is my last presentation. I'm going to settle down get married and try for the kids." He smiles and looks at Sam. "I think your friend here isn't happy with the married part." I look at Sam she looks rather uncertain. "We are both interested I just need to clear it with my boyfriend, we've been exclusive for eight months. Sam don't worry marriage won't change the answer." Sam looks at me and smiles. "That makes me feel better, I know it's none of my business it's just I get the feeling presentations are not exactly what you are talking about." He looks at me and grins. "Sam here is a bright one. Do you want to fill her in?" I sigh and look down then look at Sam. "Not really, it always ends the friendship. I've lost two boyfriends because of filling them in." Sam looks at me and I swear you can see a light bulb go up over her head she leans in closer to whisper. "Let me guess, you're a hired assassin, I never did tell you what my dad does. He's high up in the mafia I never say which he's probably hired you before." I suck in my breath and look at the legend. "She knows first try, rather surprising I suppose." He chuckles and sticks his hand around the back of the chair. "I'm Chris nice to meet you Sam and Nia." We both shake his hand with a smile. "You two had a very interesting conversation earlier, Sam I have experience in this. When you find men and women interesting you want both, bad sex is just bad sex doesn't mean anything." Sam smiles at him. "Thank you that does help. I don't find you interesting so I hope there was not anything to saying that beyond to help." Chris holds up his hands and smiles. "Not me, I am on the other end of the spectrum, I was not sure but I know I'm only interested in men. Course Nia I wish you were not retiring, leaves a big hole that I can't fill I'm too old. I guess I'll have to train one of the peons to take up the slack." I giggle. "I remember when I was a peon, had to make up fake ID to get into clubs. Never did get thrown out of the clubs, it was fun times though." Chris chuckles. "When I was a peon they didn't check ID that well anyway. Club fifty four was an interesting if drug hazed place. Say you don't have an Arizona accent it's more Midwest where are you from?" I look at Sam a little confused I didn't know Arizonans had an accent. "I grew up in Missouri, we moved to New York when I was fourteen and I moved to Phoenix four years ago now. I like it it's really nice you should move there if you can stay away from the people." Chris and Sam laugh. "I think people everywhere say the same thing about the people." Sam says with a smile. "Nope, the farm states are always talking about how nice the people are, not like there's much else to look at outside the one or two actual cities. Why we moved, my dad was a traveling salesman and my mom was working in a diner. I think I was conceived the same night they met." Chris and Sam are staring at me. "Huh and I always thought things like that didn't happen in small towns." Chris says making me laugh. "Happens way more often than you think, like I said there isn't much to look at or do in a small town. Right about when you decide that boys or girls are nice you find sex to be fun and time consuming. Between school, any school activities you do, and working a farm you gotta find something to do on your spare time, sex is the easiest. Less condom use than you would think though, why there are accidents leading to marriage. My parents are still together and happy so it works fairly well." Sam giggles then leans closer. "Why did you move?" I giggle and look at her. "I wasn't ready for a guy so I got my jollies with girls small towns are not good for liking the same sex. I had a reputation and it wasn't doing us any good so we scrimped and moved. Luckily we weren't farmers, mom still worked a diner and dad was selling electronics. In New York dad got a job in a bank, mom worked in a restaurant, higher scale so better tips. I discovered by accident I'm good at certain things that got the attention of people on the underside and well here I am." Chris chuckles and leans over a little farther. "I remember seeing the reports on you, at the time I was thinking dang she's good for her age. I didn't expect you to be that good I'm only a legend for lasting this long you're a legend because you can't fail." Sam sits up straight staring at me. "Oh my god, you're her I didn't even think you were real just a bogeyman to scare the gullible." I giggle and pull her closer. "Nope I'm her and shush there are some that think killing me or Chris would move them up. I'm being paid a lot for this one and I want to retire to marital bliss, perhaps with you adding more bliss. Chris I haven't looked at the floor plans yet, do you know anything about the new high rise single floor apartment building?" Chris sighs and nods. "I was thinking about getting an apartment in the building. The apartments are all the same, you pay more for the lower down you are. The living room is right there at the elevator, off to the left are the bedrooms, four of them with separate baths. Off to the right is a kitchen and a dining room. Tenants get a pass card visitors get a one use card. Coming down is easy, there is a lobby button the elevator is slow to cut down on noise, why it costs less at the top your in the elevator for a minute to get to the top apartment. I know why you are getting paid so much, if there is enough hoopla you will be arrested, there's no escape except for the elevator." I sigh and look up then back at Chris. "I figured but like you said I don't fail. If anyone can get away with it I can. Besides I'm rescuing someone important, at least what they are saying. If they are big important I can get a pardon. Be all over the news but my last presentation anyway." Chris smiles at me. "I didn't know that, they didn't even offer me the presentation. According to the guy I talk to I'm the first choice for everything." I giggle and curl up into Sam. "I'm told the same thing we may even have the same guy. I think dinner is coming." A stewardess is making a slow way down the hallway. "Miss I'm sorry you were upgraded at the counter we don't know which dinner you would prefer. We have steak and lobster, orange chicken or Caesar salad." The stewardess says talking to Sam, she looks at me. "Can she have more than one? I don't think she knows which she wants." I say reaching across Sam to get my steak and lobster. "Oh of course, I can't leave all three here but if you both don't mind sharing I can leave two, perhaps the orange chicken and salad?" Sam looks at me I smile and nod. "Yes that sounds good I'm not big on lobster." The stewardess smiles and pulls out the two plates then hands over three different packets of dressing. Chris has gone back to his side of the chair to eat I busy myself with the butter on the lobster tail. Sam pulls the orange chicken plate to her, I look over it looks nice with the rice and peppers, the sauce looks especially good. I open up the little canister of cocktail sauce to dip the lobster in and start cutting up my steak. Sam holds her fork over to me with the chicken and some rice and peppers. I take the offered bite and smile it tastes as good as it looks, then offer Sam a bite of my steak. "Is the food always this good in first class?" Sam asks with a little steak fluid running down her chin. "Not really sometimes better sometimes worse it depends a lot on how good the ingredients are that they get. I always get the steak because they taste the same it's just a matter of how tough it is. Not all airlines still have first class, they find it better to offer cheaper fares and if at all hand out the same basic meal. Your upgrade went on my ticket because I'm a frequent flyer, doesn't cost me anything to upgrade a friend." Sam smiles at me, Chris pokes his head around the chair. "The meals now are much improved over what they were like twenty years ago. Sometimes it was closer to cardboard than anything else. Flights were longer as well this one would have been seven hours or maybe eight I haven't been to Phoenix very often." Sam giggles as Chris disappears around the chair again. "He listens in way to much don't you think?" Sam looks over at me and nods. "Oh yes he does." "I heard that." Chris says not even turning around, Sam and I giggle. "We know." We say it in unison getting a groan out of Chris. The lobster is really quite good with the cocktail sauce and drenched in butter. I trade a bite of lobster for some more chicken Sam is smiling at me as she eats it. We split the salad with Italian dressing Chris coming back around to watch. "Heavens one would think your both pregnant eating that much. You realize it all goes to your hips don't you, a moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips." Sam and I look at each other and giggle. "Chris you are starting to remind me of my mother." Sam says getting an indignant face from Chris. "Oh you so did not go there. The nerve of you young folks talking like that, what happened to respecting your elders?" Sam and I are laughing hard Chris is grinning and trying to not laugh with us. A stewardess comes over asking what the joke was we share it and she walks away giggling. Chris moves closer his eyes intense motioning Sam to move in with him. "Nia, do you have any idea what you are going to do?" I shake my head. "I need to see the floor plan, I need to see the elevator and I need to see into the apartment. The elevator is the important part, with it opening into the living room where there would be guards I need something to hide behind." Chris nods glances at Sam then looks at me again. "If you didn't have to save someone how would you do it?" I ponder for a second then grin at him. "I would break out the Barrett no window made can withstand it. I'd think about a rocket launcher, though to much peripheral damage." Sam squeaks and looks at me. "There was a serial rapist that was killed with one of those two years ago now." I smile at Sam. "I do pro bono work on occasion I was in town for something else and managed to get it there in time. I saw the reports on his victims and it reminded me of a friend I had made on my first day in New York who had gotten the same treatment. I wasn't going to let him get away with it again." Chris smiles at me and nods. "I've done the same thing, makes you feel good to know your not all bad doesn't it." I smile and nod back, Sam sighs. "You still take money to kill people." I lean a little closer to Sam. "Chris and I take money to kill bad people, mafia men are not exactly known for being good. I know your dad is one, there are exceptions. We get paid to kill the rotten apples any man that will turn on others to go up the ranks is not a good man. They are power mad, once they get a little they want more and are never happy. We are expensive so only people at the top can afford us they are the ones that need protection. People like Chris and I are the reason the mafia mostly stayed out of drugs, speaking of that Chris did you do the gang disappearance?" Chris looks at me like I'd just shot him. "I thought you did it." I shake my head. "They were not on my list I was going after one person at the time. For that many I would have used explosives. I don't do just poof and gone, you do that." Chris shakes his head. "For that many I would use explosives. I don't know anyone that can do that with so many. Not even in Europe is there someone that good." Sam looks lost. "What are you two talking about?" Chris and I look at her. "There was a gang, some sixty strong that just disappeared one day, one day there the next not. The really odd part was their cars were found out in the desert, nothing of them just the cars. It was assumed to be a gang hit, except for the nothing of them part, gang hit would leave bodies and blood. There are not very many people who can do that, Nia and I are most of the few believed to be good enough. If it wasn't impossible I would think they were all eaten, nothing would leave no blood or bones behind." Chris says I nod along to him. "Possible they all decided to just up and disappear, except no one set their affairs in order, people leaving do that, either by death or just leaving. There were no fresh tracks leaving except made by the man who found the cars. The really odd part, they had stuff for a big barbeque in their trunks all the fixings except one that had been opened and the predators got in it." Sam and Chris are staring at me. "I get good information." Chris chuckles. "Better than I get I didn't know about the barbeque stuff or the open trunk." Sam giggles and looks at me. "I'm going to be forward could you call your boyfriend and get permission tonight?" I look at Sam and sigh. "I don't know if he will be awake, I only see him after dark, he works all day. I will leave a message if nothing else he will call back when he gets a spare moment." Sam nods at me, Chris looks around. "I think we are in a holding pattern." I listen the engines are not as loud. "Then we are at New York, I never get a holding pattern except here and Los Angeles." The ding of fasten seat belts gets Chris back around the chair. I check my seat belt just out of habit Sam checks her belt breathing a little faster. I grab her hand and smile at her, landings are easier for me a little bit, we are falling down but controlled unlike my fears on the matter. The whine of the engines for our descent has Sam looking at me wide eyed. I put my other hand over hers and rub it a little smiling at her. Sam squeaks when we touch down, I almost do the same. Controlled descent or not the plane bounces when you land. It's not much of a bounce but it is still a bounce. Chris looks at us from around the chair again while we are moving to the assigned terminal he's a little white himself. I giggle at him getting me a roll of the eyes and a shake of his head. Chris is getting a carry on out of the overhead when I get up, he's taller than I am, not Ben taller but a respectable distance. "You know, you're tall for a gay man." I say with a poke into his midsection. "I am not, your just short for a woman." Chris doesn't even look at me at first he just keeps getting his carry on out, when he does look he laughs. We walk together off the plane up the ramp to the terminal building. We lose Chris there, he is coming home we are visiting. Chris stops then turns around and comes back to hand me a card. With a wave this time he is off again, Sam grabs my hand and points. I follow her finger to see a driver standing there with two signs, one for Samantha and one for Nia. While we walk closer I look him over, he's maybe six foot with brown hair that is one of the never manageable kinds of hair. He's not terribly thin, not round or fat just chunky. Near him slightly behind is a taller man, this one is blonde with blue eyes. His hands are large, his feet not as much though there is a bulge, just not where it's supposed to be, he's carrying a pistol under his jacket. I relax when Sam waves and the blonde man smiles at her and waves back. "Ed, how are you doing?" Sam asks as we get closer, he smiles both looking like they want to hug and know they can't. "I'm doing good, wife finally relented we are six months along." Sam squeaks and does hug him then, the driver looks me over. "If I was to ask if you wanted a cigarette?" I sigh and roll my eyes at him. "I would say they are the devil's playground. I got two pieces of luggage to pick up I'd feel better if we go now." Sam is looking at me a little confused. "What was that?" I giggle and pull her closer. "Password, I don't always go about as I am, keeps people guessing. This is my last presentation so I figured why not, besides I went fertile today. I couldn't don a wig and not tell my boyfriend why I was donning a wig." The driver leads the way, Ed falling in behind us. I don't like Ed there it feels wrong to have an armed man following me with no weapon of my own. It takes a while to get my presentation suitcase, I'm starting to think it did not get on the plane when it finally appears, attached to a second suitcase. I don't pick it up at first looking at the suitcase I went to the airport with it is opened and sealed again in the usual way with an extra strip of tape. I sigh and pick up both suitcases, this is not as easy as it sounds they are heavy. I give the driver my two presentation suitcases he takes them without a comment then limps toward the exit. I watch him go giggling for a second then follow him. Sam grabs my hand and looks at me, she mouths boyfriend. I smile at her and find my cell phone hoping he's awake and not busy. Ben picks up on the third ring with strange sounds in the background. Nia: Beginnings "Hi Nia I wasn't expecting a call from you let me go into a different room, friends over watching a movie." I hear a door shut in the background and the strange noise dies away. "Hi Ben, I wasn't going to call I'm not that cheesy a girlfriend. This is new to you I don't remember letting you in on it. I well met a really nice gal and she's interested I'm interested and I wanted to ask you if you minded me having a girlfriend." I hear him shushing someone. "I well damn I don't know, I rather think that is one of those things you say before we start talking proposals. Not that I'm going to be one of those cheesy boyfriends. Could you hold off on knocking boots until I meet her?" I look over at Sam as we exit the airport and smile at her. "We could, she's staying in New York for a little while. Traded phone numbers and addresses. If I get stuck here an extra day could I once?" Ben is quiet for a second, talking to someone. "Tell you what, once a day until your back. No men for you just her, the once a day I know you have enough control of your desires to abstain. If she's there for a while I don't see why you can't give each other a little fun in the meantime." I lean over and give Sam a thumb up in the limo. "Thanks Ben, I do love you, this isn't some odd way to drive you away or anything. I gotta go the limo is here waiting for me to get in, I'll see you when I get back." Ben says he loves me as I hang up. I get in the limo looking around. The seats are black leather, the carpeting is dark red. There is a small bar with a bottle of Champagne on ice in the top of it. Sam is sitting next to an older man I can only assume is her father. I know this man, he's hired me twice always puts me up in a fancy hotel with a suite. The frown on his face says Sam has asked for something he's not entirely comfortable with. "It's been a while, I'm sorry I can't remember if your name is Anthony or Tony. It seems to be the same name of most of the guys I speak to in New York." He smiles at me, Sam takes his hand. "My daughter tells me you two are looking to become an item. I confess to not being comfortable with that, Catholic upbringing you understand. Anthony and Tony are our cover names for speaking to you, you go about in shadows we do the same, keeps everyone from spilling the beans to the cops. My name is Crescenzo it is a pleasure to meet you Nia." He puts his hand out to me, I shake it. "What did your boyfriend say?" Sam asks getting her dad to look at her a little surprised. "He said he wants to meet you, he also said I am free to knock boots with you once a day while I am here." Sam smiles big at that. "Crescenzo do you have the floor plan for me? I'd ask if I'm staying in the Astoria again except I think Sam had a different idea." He sighs and nods. "Yes on both counts, I need to make a phone call. You two can talk or plan but please no heavy making out she is my daughter I still see her as a little girl." Sam giggles and moves to the bar getting out the champagne. "We haven't celebrated my birthday yet, I got calls and flowers and a really nice picture frame. I was in school at the time so couldn't leave and he couldn't come down. I think I got more presents at home, hopefully not a fiancé we had an argument on that one a long time ago." Sam says handing over a glass of Champagne, her father talking on the phone behind her. "I had a few of the Tony's ask me on getting married over the years. I think I know the argument you are talking about." Sam sits next to me after giving her dad a glass. Sam clinks her glass with mine then reaches over and does the same with her dad. I reach over and do it with him then we all take a sip, Sam turns to me then comes in close and kisses me. I open my lips to let her tongue in, a simple little kiss turns into a passionate make out session until her dad hangs up and clears his throat. "Everything is set we are going home. My wife is actually eager to meet you Nia. Not just because our daughter likes you, some of your past exploits have kept me alive or moved me up in the family. I promise it will be a short conversation, we go to bed shortly early to rise you understand." I nod at him and smile. "My boyfriend is trying to break me of that I'm up until midnight now. He works all day and wants to be up all night. I do not know how he does it, when I called he was watching a movie with friends. I think a horror movie I don't like them I know weird considering what I do at least until after this one." Crescenzo smiles and chuckles. "This is not a side of you I ever thought I would see. I know you're a woman, it's hard to miss that but you were always so formal and cold before. Your boyfriend is a good influence on you I hope you're keeping him." Sam giggles next to me, I tickle her and nod. "He's going to try and have a wedding proposal ready for me tomorrow night. Trying to give him a child hopefully this is the right month for it, we've been trying for six months." Crescenzo smiles at me. "I hope you rub off on Sam, we want to be grandparents." Sam groans I tickle her again. "Don't lose any hope of that, she's like me likes both. Just need to find her a man that knows how to give good sex. I'm a little surprised you only have Sam, most Italian families have a few kids." Sam sighs and looks at me. "My mom is Presbyterian from a big family she only wanted one or two. What they got was just me I wasn't a good birth." I pull Sam to me for a hug. "Not your fault, we just need to find you a nice man. Maybe one of those thick glasses wearing guys you know in ASU." Sam groans and shakes her head against me. "No way, they are not cute they are geeky in a bad way. I like athletic guys, they are all either focused on making it pro then finding a woman or screwing their way across campus." I giggle making Sam look up at me. "Screwing your way across campus sounds like fun, really bad idea but fun. Tell you what if your dad can't find a nice man here I'll help you look in Phoenix. Ben might know one, he only brings over the weird ones but I know he has more friends than I've met. Nothing else we can go club hopping and see if there's someone you like." Crescenzo chuckles and shakes his head. "I've tried all the ones I know, the closest we got was a boy she dated for two years in high school. I don't blame her for dumping him, he had two other girlfriends." We pull into a mansion I look around seeing the high fences and the ornate wrought iron gate. The house itself I do not see until we get out, I gasp it is a lovely house, white with gold trimming on the roman pillars. There are big windows everywhere with drapes closed on most one is still open showing a sitting room with lovely brown leather seats and a big white sofa. The driver and Ed get the luggage while Crescenzo walks me and Sam into the house. We are turned to the left to go into the sitting room which turns out to be more of a bar. Dark wooden bar fills one corner with a pool table before it, golden brass stools arrayed along the bar. There is a very nice stereo sitting next to a door that likely leads to the dining room and kitchen. A small woman is sitting on the sofa near to the window so I could not see her. She gets up and walks over to Sam to give her a hug. I look at her she is short perhaps five foot with ample breasts of her own. She has dirty blonde hair grown long with brown eyes. She comes over to me I hold my hand out to her then squeak in surprise when she hugs me. "Like I'm going to shake the hand of the lady that kept my husband alive and moving up the family. Besides your part of our family now, Sam likes you so you're invited to our family reunions. At least my family reunions, Crescenzo's family and the other family are rather intertwined. Sam doesn't go to those anymore you going would probably get you being asked to take on a job. I'm Elizabeth everybody just calls me Liz besides Crescenzo at certain times." Sam sighs and shakes her head. "Pleasure to meet you Liz, I'll do my best to get Sam seeing a guy and pregnant, hopefully at the same time I am." Liz's eyes sparkle and she smiles at me. "Well that would be nice, though married first or soon after would be preferred. You have the things you requested on the pool table, I will send your things up to Sam's room her bed is big enough." I nod then turn to the driver and Ed. "If you would please leave the two linked suitcases here I need to go over my equipment and see the new items." Driver nods and sets them by the pool table. Crescenzo takes me to the pool table while Sam and Liz sit on the sofa talking. I go over the floor plan and smile when I find pictures the elevator is just what I was hoping for. There is a space between the door and the edge of the wall, not wonderfully thick but enough to take out the guards without being shot dead in the process. The bedrooms might pose a problem they are behind a wall you walk along the outer wall to reach the doors for them two on each side of the hallway. The kitchen is open to the living room with a counter to eat at. The dining room is basically open with a sliding wall to close it off for private conversations or meals. "Yes I can do this the elevator gives me a good base to start with, I'm worried about the bedrooms hopefully the guards empty and come for me. Now let's see what new toys I got, hopefully better than the last one those mini gun rifles shoot to fast for me." Crescenzo smiles then helps me pull the suitcases up to the pool table. I go through my standard equipment first I have some new ones, an auto shotgun now. I'd been after my case worker to get me one of those, better than using a pump in a crowded room. Same old Colt .45, there is a new pistol, one of those Desert Eagles. I have a new rifle the AK-74 instead of the tried and true AK-47 I sigh and shake my head. I'd prefer to keep the old one, bigger round, not that I need a rifle the shotgun will work for everything. At the bottom of the suitcase are my mini Uzi's with the shoulder straps. The new suitcase is a little strange there is a vest of sorts with a little box. I find a note the vest is a camera that feeds to the box. They want me to wear the vest and record what I do to help train my replacement. There is also a wrapped gift box with a note on it, it says for the best worker we ever had happy retirement. I laugh inside is a gold watch, Crescenzo laughs when I show it to him. "Nice watch at least, I think that is real gold." Sam says at my shoulder. "I thought you would have more guns, or maybe less." Liz says going into Crescenzo's arms, she looks up at him. "We should head to bed, it's almost one and you're getting up at seven." Sam and I watch them leave then Sam turns to me with a smile. "So are you taking off now or going to give me the one bout of sex with you for now?" I look at Sam and sigh. "I think I'll go now, can spend the day with you then, my return flight isn't until eight tonight." Sam sighs and nods then gives me a kiss. "Be careful, I don't want to lose my best chance of happiness yet." I smile at her. "I'll come back I have way too much to live for. Getting engaged tomorrow night, going to see about getting you a boyfriend and knocked up with me. Not to mention the chance to tumble into bed with you, I want to suck on those tits of yours so much." Sam smiles and turns pink, she gives me a second kiss then yells for Ed. Ed waits while I get my guns in place with the vest on. I slip my trenchcoat on, on the way to his small family car Ford Focus. With my standard equipment suitcase in the back seat we take off. Ed tries to talk to me I shake my head then turn the radio on to a classical station. They are playing Flight of the Valkyries when we reach the high rise apartment building. As calm as I'll ever be I get out, pull out my suitcase and head for the door. The entrance area is magnificent there really is no other word for it. The walls are off white carved into shapes with gold over the raised shapes. A diamond chandelier dangles over the middle of the rather large room. There are two sofas and perhaps fifteen wooden plush chairs scattered around the entrance. A very nice counter runs along one wall leading to the elevator with a curious man sitting behind it. I go over to him and put my hands on the counter. "Hi there I'm running late I'm the early morning entertainment for Mr. Johnson on the top floor. I hope its Johnson I'd hate to think my company screwed up the name again." He looks at me for a moment, trying to decide what sort of entertainment I'd be I bet. "I have no record of there being an early morning entertainment for him, this not being the first time I'll send you up. Here use this card in the elevator it will take you right to him. You may wish to check your makeup you look a little smudged." He hands over the card and I smile at him. "Thank you and I will on the elevator, those shiny walls are so good for that." He smiles at me as I head to the elevator. The door opens immediately I go in and check my makeup. My lipstick is a little smudged, very easy to tell on this high shine silver elevator. I know it's silver, chromed steel looks different at the corners. I drop my trenchcoat and pull out the receiver for the vest. I don't know if it would receive a signal in the suitcase, best to not chance it. I get my shotgun ready, check my makeup again then wait. Wondering why there is no elevator music I keep waiting. Chris was right it takes upwards of a minute to get up to the top floor this is after I fixed my makeup. I sigh in relief when there is a ding and the door starts opening. There are two men sitting on a sofa watching TV turning toward me as the door opens. I kick my suitcase into the doorway then level the shotgun at them, one stands up. "Hello, perfection is here." Their eyes go wide. I open fire the first booming report of the shotgun shreds the man standing. He stands there blinking at me for a moment, his body falling apart around him. The first to fall is his left arm, followed by his entire torso I almost cut him in half. He falls then with a splat as blood oozes out creating a circle in the white carpet. The second is moving to roll over the sofa I shoot him in the middle of going over, he jerks and blood sprays everywhere. A growling man is standing in the dining room, I turn to face him. Puzzled I watch him he's twitching a little growling like a little kid trying to be fearsome. He falls to his hands and knees twitches a little more then does the worst impression of a howl I've ever heard. I would laugh except he's coming for me moving toward the back of the sofa. I watch him come standing in the doorway of the elevator the doors trying to close on me. This crazy man leaps atop the sofa staring at me and drooling. I stare back smiling, trying hard to not laugh. He leaps from the sofa spilling it over creating a groan from under it. I'm impressed by the leap he is getting some good air time, I aim and fire. I only catch a part of him he spins in the air changing his directory and ending up in a pile on the other side of the elevator. He is up again quickly surprising me a little, this time he only pads toward me on hands and feet growling still. I let him get closer then shoot him in the head. I am sprayed with blood and other things I do not want to know about. His headless body flops to the ground leaking more blood. I grab up the receiver and kick my suit case into the apartment following after just in time to not be hit by the doors. The sofa moving has me walking over there kicking it upright. I stare down at the second man, his arm is shredded his side spilling blood. He looks up at me his eyes staring into mine you would think he is some cheap sideshow hypnotist except for the smell of blood, human waste and his cough of blood. "What are you?" I stare at him a little puzzled. "I'm a person just like you. I just happen to be the best assassin ever seen on top of that." He shakes his head and coughs up more blood. "You are not human no human can do what you can do." I shoot him I can hear a stumbling gate coming from the corner where the hallway to the bedrooms is. While the really drunk person shambles along toward me I check the dining room and kitchen. No other guards in here I move back into the living room and head toward the hallway to the bedrooms. A shambling man coming toward me makes me back up and trip over the receiver. There is a walking dead man coming toward me. There is no other explanation for this thing that is coming toward me. It is in the shape of a man at least somewhat, the flesh of the legs are partially decayed showing bone. The face is swollen and leaking a green fluid along with black blood. One eye is popped just sitting there in the eye socket. The worst part though is what else is in the eye socket I can see maggots eagerly finding things to munch on. I shoot it from the floor it jerks back sending a spray of pus and blood against the window. I shoot it again as I work to get up it stumbles back farther getting near the window. I keep shooting wondering when I will run out of ammo the thing is pressed up against the glass. With a good portion of the torso gone I aim higher and shoot the head, the head explodes shattering the glass behind it. I fire twice more, into the glass breaking it up to create a wider path for the thing. I shoot it again sending it falling out of sight. A noise draws my attention I turn to face a man with a strange design on his face. He is not what one would call a snazzy dresser with no shirt and more designs on his chest and arms. Tired of the crazies I raise the shotgun to fire and get a click. He is smiling at me I think still talking in some weird language I don't know and haven't heard before. I pull out my Colt and go to shoot him when something grabs me and throws me across the room. I don't bounce off the wall though I did clear the TV, lost my Colt in the process. This thing is coming for me the man has come around the corner to watch me still saying something. I grab up the mini Uzi half under my arm on the floor. I look up at the thing and I have no idea what it is as it comes closer. The skin is pale like newborn babe pale, there does not seem to be eyes, just a head with a really big mouth. It opens its mouth to show fangs, not one or two but a whole mouth full of fangs. The feet are two long toes, the hands are little more than claws. Before I can get any more freaked out, I raise the mini Uzi and empty the clip into it. The thing is pushed back and nearly cut in half lengthwise, when I get a click on the mini Uzi it straightens up and comes for me again. It comes slow this time, using one hand to hold itself together. I watch as pieces fall off, not big ones but small ones. The horrible dresser comes farther into the living room to get a better look. Tired of his incessant prattle in whatever language he is saying I pull out the Desert Eagle aim on him and fire. The damn thing kicks like a mule raising the gun high obscuring my vision of him, the thing turns and heads that way. When I get the gun back aimed on the thing as it jumps out the window I realize, the man is gone. I go for my suitcase and pull out the AK, screw this it's the biggest rounds I got except for the shotgun. I find my Colt, it's easier to handle than the Desert Eagle and head for the bedrooms. I check the first door on the left, it's empty even the bathroom. I giggle a little the bathrooms are small in this there is a shower, toilet, and sink. Crying coming from the door straight across I go there and kick the door open. I would giggle again the doors are not sturdy except for the two women. They are huddled in the corner staring at me eyes wide scared out of their minds. I leave them there muttering something about vampires. I shake my head and try door number three, this door opens into an empty room there is not even a bed in here. I check the bathroom just to be sure and find nothing besides the bathroom stuff that always comes with an apartment. Moving to door number four I debate on kicking it in or just opening when a voice comes out of the room.