2 comments/ 29778 views/ 2 favorites Click on Chat By: eightballbum Disclaimer: "Click on Chat" is an erotic thriller that touches on bondage, smoking fetish, cross dressing and other adult themes. As such it is intended only for mature readers. It is a total work of fiction and any similarities between the characters and actually persons living or dead is only by chance. Laws differ between states about what constitutes "justifiable homicide". Most hold that there should be a "clear and present danger" but even that is open to some interpretation. Should one be contemplating such an action, it would be wise to check the statutes in the state where you live. Chapter One Julian Moore glanced at his wrist watch. 12:30 pm. Just a few more minutes on the computer and he needed to get down to the bus stop. He'd checked his email earlier this morning, read some of the hometown newspaper and about 2 hours ago he'd begun his daily visits to his favorite dating sites. The morning had just flown by and soon he would have to get to work. At age 37 he was still single and living on his own for the first time which is quite a departure from his previous years. His physcologist of late had applauded his progress. Certainly his abilities to focus were much improved however, Julian still lived much of his life in fantasy. One more cigarette to enjoy while surfing and then downstairs. Lighting up his Marlboro Julian opened up his favorite site, one for "adult minded" people and started to browse. Soon a "pop up" jumped to the left upper corner of his screen announcing that SlyFox would like to chat with him. If you wish to chat with this person click the icon and you will be added to their chat room. Julians heart rate jumped. He moved the curser to the icon and hit left click Axeman has entered the room. Hello..... SlyFox: Hello to you....how's it hanging. Grin. Axeman. Ok I guess.....have we ever chatted before? SlyFox Not that I can remember....but I've only been on here a few times before. How about you?. Do you come here often? Axeman Just started really. I'm a little behind on my computer skills. SlyFox Tell me a little about yourself.....Single...Married and cheating....AXE MURDERER......smile Axeman. Single yes, actually never married. And no I am not an Axe Murderer. Slyfox. So why do you call yourself AXEMAN Grin... Axeman College fraternity. AXE Slyfox What college? Axeman Boise State Slyfox Hmmmm I love college men. Very sophisticated. I find that sexy...Are you sexy Axeman? What did you major in sexy axeman? Axeman Business........very sexy by the way.......but I need to get off to my job. Can we chat later tonight? Slyfox What line of work are you in sexy college axeman....grin.... Axeman Real estate developer...can we chat later????? Slyfox OK sexy axeman college stud....I'll be on tomorrow morning. I only have access to a computer at work so evening hours are not possible.....Check you tomorrow sexy college axeman.....bye Axeman bye to you....... Julian hit a series of left clicks and closed off his computer. He was late and he needed to get to the bus. Within moments his feet were going down the stairs of his 3rd floor efficiency apartment. The afternoon heat of the dry Boise, Idaho air hit him like a brick. Chino slacks, white shirt and Nike running shoes adorning his slender 5' 9"frame were all a blur as he sprinted across the parking lot. Just in time. Jumping from curb to bus steps Julian flashed his bus pass to Ed the regular driver. Ed nodded back remarking to himself that Julian had ridden the same bus, at the same time for the last 6 months. After the first week Ed knew what day and month Julians pass would expire. Ed had given up trying to chat with Julian. Julian was special, perhaps a little slow maybe, but not like his other riders. Julian took a seat a few rows back as the bus pulled away from the curb. Moving over to a window seat on the right side he glanced out the window. As the bus accelerated to the next stop, the air conditioning picked up blowing cool air on Julians face. He'd learned last May which seat had the coolest air. Nothing slow about Julian. His thoughts went back to his chat room experience. Real estate developer. Good one Jules. If there was some dirt sticking to his shoes that was about as close as he would ever get to being a real estate developer. Actually he was on his way to the best job he'd ever had. The evening shift at a "call center" taking after hours calls for businesses that were closed for the evening and inputting computer information. If you ever bought a product from a late night low budget TV advertisement you talked with someone just like Julian. The bus rolled through Boise swaying side to side. A left and then a right and then a stop. Before long Julian was looking out at the old AXE fraternity house. The faded letters still visible on the brick building 10 years after the college had banned the AXE chapter for drinking and drugs. The building had set vacant for several years before the county bought it up and converted it into a half way house to ease felons back into society. That's how Julian got his log on. A year at the half way house. Melody Sullivan closed the chat room screen when she heard Suzettes foot steps coming back from the ladies room. A new screen took it's place which contained seemly random computer codes. To the untrained eyes it looked just like computer gibberish but in actuality it was the inner workings of a vast computer database. That's what Mel and Suze did for a living. Data base consultants. Suze looked over Mel's shoulder at the screen and recognized a problem with it immediately. It hadn't changed in over 90 minutes. She thought to herself "damn it all Mel, quit fucking around and get back to doing something productive". Putting a chipper edge to her voice however. "Making any progress on the Riviera". "Not really" Mel responded. "I don't think it's coding at all. More than likely this section of their archive is the victim of a faulty transfer disk. But.....I need a cigarette and get away from this cubical for a break." With that Melody picked up her leather cigarette case containing her Virginia Slims 120 menthols and headed for the front door. At age 45 Melody (Mel) Sullivan was still great looking. Blonde hair, green eyes, 5'7" and boobs to die for. Her first job in Las Vegas was that of a dancer. After 25 years she still moved with ease albeit with a slight limp to her left foot. After dancing for several years at a variety of Vegas casinos she injured her left ankle. Trying to come back too fast made it a permanent injury. She then hostessed for a few years but the standing around put an end to that. Then a cashier until the ATM's cut the staff in half. From cashier to the accounting department to on the job computer training and from there to owning her own computer business. Three husbands, no kids, and bundle of boy friends later she was now single living with her cat Mocha in a nicer two bedroom apartment in one of Las Vegas's premier adult communities. Mel still enjoyed spending time at the casinos however. That was still her passion as her ex husbands can attest too. She had run through a fortune before each of her ex's had caught on to her gambling addiction. Mel snagged her cell phone off it's charger on the front desk.. A VS120 already dangling between her red tinted lips she pushed open the front door into the mid-day Las Vegas heat. Pausing just briefly to put her BIC lighter to the end of the cigarette, and taking a deep deep drag she continued over to the umbrella covered patio table where she took her "ciggie" breaks. Seating herself in the shade of the umbrella, she glanced over to MID TOWN Barbers. Yep. Right on queue there was Rodger. Rodger almost always appeared in the window when Mel took one of her ciggie breaks. Although she had never talked with nor meet Rodger, Mel knew he had a fetish for smoking women. She often speculated that his neck muscles must be getting huge by now from turning around from his clients to see if Mel was out there smoking. She didn't mind, she'd been doing this deliberately for years. Mel started smoking back in her dancing years. It helped keep the weight off her for one thing and for another almost all the girl dancers smoked. It seemed like the natural thing to do. Once she realized that having a package of cigarettes visible in the bars could get you free drinks from the guys her addiction was now firmly in place. Mel's finely crafted instinct about men still paid big dividends. When going out to solicit new clients for the data base business she liked to play this game. Interview with a man, leave your cigarette case visible in your purse, low cut blouse and bingo.....new client. Never failed. Suzette didn't quite understand this however. Because of Suze's anti smoking attitude, Mel got to entertain Rodger in the Las Vegas heat several times a day. Suzette watched the glass door close behind Mel. Off she goes for another cigarette she mused to herself. Suzette Rampling was several years younger than Melody. Divorced once many years ago she had two daughters both teenagers. Summers were their time with their father up in Seattle which Suze envied. Not being with her ex that is, just being someplace out of the desert heat. After 15 years of these nasty hot summers she longed for her hometown of Portland Oregon. Suzette was no slouch in the looks department either. Similar in height and weight to Mel, Suze only lacked the boobs and the grace of Mel. Unlike Mel, her makeup was neat and nearly transparent. Lipstick in the desert was as much a necessity as anything, but Suze favored the lighter pinks as opposed to Mel's carry-over-from-my-dancing-days reds. Suze was intelligent and a college graduate in computer science. She did have a work at home job with a national data base company which allowed her to work anywhere in the US. When her ex-husband and she split up, due to his infidelity, Suze got the Vegas house and split custody with her daughters Terri and Tina. Since that time the house had tripled in value. When she got laid off from her previous job she hooked up with Melody. At first she contemplated just hanging around Vegas until the end of the school year, but after working with Mel for a few months she bought into the business as a full partner. Chapter Two Julian pushed the button to bring his computer on line. While still towel drying his medium length red hair, he lit his second of the morning Marlboros and waited impatiently for the computer to boot up. He mused about his thoughts of SlyFox last night. After getting a ride home from the call center, he checked the web site he was last on looking for a profile of SlyFox. Wow. What a hottie. A little bit older than he was, but still what a turn on. Divorced, living in Las Vegas, owned her own business and a smoker. Julian always checked the smoking section first before fantasizing about these women. He could almost tell from memory over a hundred women smokers on the web sites. Of course he could little afford to do anything about it but he had plans in mind to make some big changes in his life. Slyfox has entered the room SlyFox Are you in here yet sexy Axeman? Axeman Right here, missed you last night.... SlyFox Aww Did you find another woman to entertain you...? Axeman Only have eyes for you darling, only have eyes for you....grin SlyFox That's so sweet. I don't believe you...but that is so sweet. So...did you develop any real-estate last night? Axeman Nope...saving that for later. Did you fix any data bases yesterday? SlyFox Oh my goodness....Axeman has done a little homework on me. You must have checked out my profile....now let me think...was I a dominatrix in that one, or did I play the school girl routine.....grin... Axeman Domme would be good....school girls would tend to get a man in trouble. SlyFox Yeah, but I live in Vegas baby! What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas....grin..tell me a little about yourself.... now that you know I have a boring job sitting at a computer all day. Better yet, why don't you post a profile of yourself. You got to see my picture why can't I see yours??? Axeman Hmmmm Don't have the time to answer all the emails.....smile...actually I haven't posted because I'm a tad bit shy, and I'm pretty well know around town and pretty easy to recognize. Might be bad for sales don't you think..... SlyFox Yeah I suppose....but you could tell me a little more about yourself. Never married? Axeman Never found the right type of gal I guess..Nobody ever as gorgeous as you...grin SlyFox You are the charmer. I was married and divorced three times....does that scare you sexy axeman? Axeman At least you got divorced....tell me what happened...never understood it...how would any man let a beautiful babe like you get away.... SlyFox You are the charmer axeman....well...let's see...how best to put this in the short version. Each of my exes ran into some financial difficulties and blamed little ole me. After a few years their nagging got to me too....mutual decision to split. Axeman What did they find to nag you about? SlyFox Well let me see, my smoking, my constantly dressing in low cut tops and silk blouses. Tight skirts and high heels. I thought all men liked girls to look like girls.... Axeman I can't find anything wrong there.....I love it that you smoke...I do myself too...what brand do you smoke? SlyFox Virginia Slims 120 menthols.. Have for years. What about you? Axeman Marlboros....for years... SlyFox So you won't nag me about my smoking? Axeman Hell no!!!! I think you're so sexy...I can just picture you now lighting up....hmmmm SlyFox Me too. Except my partner is a smoking Nazi. I have to go outside to have a ciggie. I think she should get a life. Axeman Tell me a little about your husbands. Wasn't any of them thoughtful and considerate? SlyFox Oh yeah. One in particular I was so in love with. The sex was fantastic and we just got on so well together....miss that ya know? Axeman What made the sex so great if I might ask.? SlyFox Long story.....one day I caught him trying on my underwear. He was shocked when I caught him...so embarrassed....I just laughed...I told him it was ok...we were married right. I thought it was so neat. I went shopping the next day and got him his own outfit. On Friday night I set a little trap for him. I told him if he didn't follow my instructions I'd tell his golfing buddies about his silliness. I had him strip, bath and shave his body hair complete...then I got out my packages and had him dress. He just sat there meekly with this big hard on. Wig, makeup, fake nails.....I even painted his toe nails...all the while he had this big woody....After I was finished I had him sit on a chair and I cuffed his wrists and ankles. Put a blind fold on him...and then....I snapped off a bunch of pictures....it was hilarious. That made him real thoughtful after that. Axeman Wow....you are...so.......sexy......I don't know what to say...but ...wow... SlyFox Tell me about your sexual adventures mister sexy axeman college stud? Axeman Nothing like that....that's a dream date to me....in fact you should turn professional SlyFox Naw not for me. Oh there's plenty of gals around that will do that sort of thing, and most make more money than I do. but I like the fun and challenge of pleasing a partner. Axeman Got any names and phone numbers of these gals..... SlyFox Nope...not for you anyway....what time do you have to work today? Axeman Oh shit....bye...tomorrow...... SlyFox. Sure sweetie...you just keep thinking of me ok....bye Julian flew down the stairs pulling on his sport shirt. Damn Damn Damn. I need to set some kind of timer on the computer. Since his parole, a dick head type PO, had been checking up on him all the time. Work tardees just weren't to happen. Julian lucked out however. Ed was running a few minutes behind, and when Julian wasn't at the stop he kept the bus there while he took a pee break.. When he returned to the bus Julian was in his usual seat. Julian stared blankly out the window as Ed maneuvered through traffic. His mind was a million miles away in a Las Vegas motel room with the woman of his dreams. It was just like she knew his history. She was in his head big time and he couldn't think of anything else. But how.....how could he arrange to meet SlyFox...Would she even agree.....How. Melody hit the door with her cigarettes and cell phone in hand. "Watch the phones Suze, I gotta go entertain Rodger" "Of course" Suze mused to herself. How does she even know his name is Rodger? She's never even been over there. Suze continued her computer work as usual. After a few minutes she needed a visit to the ladies room, and on her way back glanced at Mel's desk. On the edge sat her cell phone. Strange. Oh yeah. Picking up the cell phone and looking closely, it was Mel's. She'd grabbed up Suze's phone by mistake. A while back they had taken advantage of an offer to combine cellular phone plans. It saved em both a few bucks and they got new phones. Only problem with that was the phones were identical and Mel was constantly grabbing Suze's. One weekend Mel went home with one phone in her purse, and another on her car seat. Not realizing what she'd done, Suze went without a cell phone all weekend. Suze placed the phone back into the charger and while doing so, noticed a missed call. Looking a little closer, the caller ID said the call was from their attorney. Strange. Not wanting to appear as a snoop, Suze didn't say anything other than "Mel, you took my phone outside with you...did I miss any calls?" "No" was Mels curt replay. Chapter Three Julians usual bus ride to the call center went by in a blur. His first though was of his private benefactor Harold. Well, benefactor might be a stretch. Harold was actually a victim. During his stay at the half way house, taking some long evening walks, Julian had picked up some of Harold Lee Carpenters out going mail. Quite simple really. Harold had left his outgoing mail in his mailbox with the red flag raised. Julian simply took it back to his apartment and went through it. On several occasions, Harold had mailed a credit card payment. Julian carefully opened it, copied down his account numbers, both credit card and bank routing numbers from his payment check, then resealed them and posted them in a regular drop box. One fine holiday weekend, checking Harold's box on a Saturday morning, Julian got his Social Security check.. Repeating his process but only in reverse, he copied the numbers and returned the check on Monday. Nobody being the wiser. The half way house was limited as to how many residents that could be managed at that location. Accordingly, there were several vacant rooms. Generally speaking, the longest vacant rooms were undesirable and had been converted to storage. But they still had mail boxes in the main hall. During a cleaning detail, Julian was able to get a key to one of the vacant mail boxes out of the supervisors desk drawer. Using that mail box, and Harold's credit information, Julian now had several bogus credit cards. Using them very sparingly, usually for online purchases and always paying up in full using Postal Money Orders, his credit limits were now extended to over $10,000. Transitional residential establishments are filled with men (and women) whom were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nearly universally, all were innocent human beings. That withstanding, everyone knew somebody who knew somebody who was questionable. Nobody ever did drugs, but they knew somebody who sold drugs. Nobody there ever counterfeited drivers licenses either, but they knew somebody. Funny how Julian was able to obtain an Idaho Drivers license with his picture and vital statistics with Harold's name, and a non-existent address so easily. Even easier was it for Julian to obtain some white crystal GHB the "date rape" drug. Yes, very funny indeed. Click on Chat Axeman has entered the room...... Axeman Morning Sly, how's things in Vegas. Slyfox Hot...really hot. How's the real estate business there my sexy Axeman? Axeman Closed a deal yesterday actually. I'm thinking of a vacation to Vegas. I'd really like to meet you. Slyfox Hmmm I don't think so. I don't even know what you look like. Silly of me to agree to that huh? Axeman If you were to see a picture of me, and of course you liked what you saw, would that change your mind? Slyfox Hmmmmm I'd have to think about it for sure. What kind of "vacation" would you like to have? Axeman Hmmmm Something really kinky. Perhaps like you have done with your exes. Slyfox Tell me more, I'm interested. How kinky? And for how long? Axeman Well, let's see. I have a long weekend coming up. I could fly down to Vegas maybe on a Thursday afternoon, we could hook up for a little bit. Maybe see a show. As far as kinky goes, well, I like just about everything. Woman that smoke of course...and......cross-dressing interests me.....bondage is always fun....perhaps you'd like to kidnap a real estate developer from Boise Idaho..... Slyfox....LOL.......LOL.....Just thinking...Do you ever watch the TV program that takes place in Las Vegas about the crime solving people? I love that show and I always figure it out before the end. I often fantasize that I could do a better job of it than they do........... Axeman You mean solving the crime? Do you ever see any of the actors around town...... Slyfox Nah....it's almost all filmed in Hollywood. I've seen some of the production crew shooting outside locations from time to time...but never the actors....I guess they must come out here once and a while...but I've not seen them...Oh yeah, I don't want to solve the crime....I want to commit it.......grin....still with me sexy axeman? What level of experience do you have with CD? Axeman CD?.... Slyfox CROSSDRESSING!. Ever go out dressed up????/ Axeman Not really? Thought about it though. I have some outfits...dresses and shoes...a wig...things like that. I dress by myself sometimes. Helps me think...I've wondered what it would be like to feel the rush of going out dressed... I already have my ears pierced too....both sides...... Slyfox And for bondage, what do you have? Axeman Some rope...duct tape.....not much there really. I sorta left it with my previous girl friends. So....what do you think....like to meet me? Slyfox. I'm interested sweetie....but when I play, it's always safe and sane. Know what I mean? If, and that's a big IF, I agree it would be completely on my terms. If you do anything I don't like, it stops then and there. You just wasted your time and airfare. Also, you would pay all the expenses right? I mean, I don't have the income of a real estate developer ya know? Axeman Well, I guess if I were kidnapped, there would have to be some ransom money exchanged huh??? What kind of crime could a real estate developer expect for $10,000. Slyfox A VERY elaborate one.....I'd be very hard to catch...grin..... Axeman Deal then.... Slyfox Maybe....hmmmm ya maybe......tomorrow is Saturday right? You working? Axeman Nope..Got the whole weekend to myself. Slyfox Good....listen carefully..there is a cyber coffee shop in Boise...know the one. Axeman Yeah, I think so....why? Slyfox They have table or two that have a web cam. Ever web cam sweetie? Axeman No...but I'm willing to try. Slyfox Really easy...even a real estate developer can do it. I'm going to work a little tomorrow morning. At our usual time I want you to log in from the cyber café...just like you do from your house....the difference being when you click on CAM it will give a picture of you to look at....still willing.... Axeman Same time tomorrow....will I be able to see you?...... Slyfox Tomorrow...yeah...if you're a good boy I'll let you see me too.....kisses my sexy axeman....till tomorrow.... Axeman Yeah, tomorrow....kisses back to you... Julian felt a stirring in his groin. His mind was moving at light speed. His heart was racing and sweat beads were starting on his forehead. He felt alive again. The first time in many years. What a wonderful feeling to have. At the same time the "red flags" jumped into his head. Red Flags were a term that his physcologists used to describe the feelings that he got just prior to what they called his "predatory" condition. Sexual feelings....fantasy...all red flags. The medication that Julian took suppressed them. He was told years ago that the reason that he got in trouble was due to a chemical imbalance in his brain. During his prison years and then into the half way house, and even now he was taking these little yellow pills. One a day, always at the same time. When he went for his weekly meeting with his parole officer he had to produce a urine sample. The sample had to be orange. Sometimes the PO took the sample by watching, always watching Julian with his pants down, either into a plastic sample cup for testing for other drugs, or sometimes just into a urinal. Always they watched though. Making sure his urine was orange. Julian didn't like the pills. They made him fell a little cloudy and perhaps a little dull of thought. He wasn't going to take them on vacation with him. Harold didn't need the pills he surmised. Axeman has entered the room Axeman Hello.... Slyfox Hi ya...where are you at....home or café? Axeman Café......There are quite a few people in here this morning. I had to wait for a web cam position. The coffee server showed me how it worked. Slyfox OK sexy axeman...click on the cam icon..... Julians face appeared on the monitor. He was shaved and had a fresh haircut. Short this time, much like you would expect a Harold L. Carpenter to look like. Slyfox. Hi sweetie....looks like a fresh haircut? Let me see your eyes....look straight into the camera on top of the monitor....move in a little....nice. Brown eyes....I like them...you have very sexy eyes axeman....makes a woman's heart go pitter patter....Now turn to the right and look ahead straight....hmmmmm nice.....I can see your ear piercing....now look left and straight ahead.......you have very sexy ears axeman.....and the piercing is a real turn on...... Axeman Can I see you now? Slyfox Sure.....let me get my cam in place Melody's face appeared on Julians monitor. She was decked out with diamond like earrings. Red lipstick and over the ears blond hair. She seemed to be typing something. Finally she looked up and smiled saying something to somebody off camera. Then the camera turned off. Axeman Hey, give me another peak ok....you look so hot..... Slyfox Sorry baby...I have work to get done today..remember..I have to work Saturday morning and you're the one that's off. But you'll get to see more of me later..... Axeman When can we web cam again....you're so beautiful.... Slyfox Well why web cam when you can see me in person? Axeman Really....you're not kidding?????? Slyfox Yeah really, I haven't worked out the details, but it will have to be weekend after next. And remember, you have to play by my rules. Axeman Will we be having sex? Slyfox Perhaps...don't be disappointed if it doesn't happen on the first night...but I think you should put a box of condoms on your shopping list. Axeman Shopping list? Slyfox Yeah baby, you need to get a few things for your vacation. More on Monday.. I have to get back to work now....kisses.... Axeman Yeah...kisses..and...thank you..... Chapter Four The rest of Julians weekend crawled by. Saturday afternoon he spent window shopping around the downtown area. He walked around the mall, looked into Victoria Secrets and all the while he couldn't believe his luck. His dream come true date. Slyfox was just that. A real fox. Her picture on the web cam remained in his frontal lobes (and all the others as well) all day. Her eye make up. Her smile. Her beauty. From her cheek bones he could tell she wasn't fat or anything. Diamond earrings. When he returned back to his apartment he had to masturbate. He couldn't wait. His dick turned stiff by just sitting down and picturing the lovely Slyfox. His dream girl. Woman he meant. No, that's not right. Goddess...Yes Goddess. His Goddess of good fortune. He checked the chat room from time to time, even though he knew that his goddess wasn't working and wouldn't be there. Julian went to his closet and there on the top shelf were some girly things of his own. Some well worn panty hose and high heel shoes. He slipped them on. Pointed his toes. Smiling to him self how the red flags had disappeared. Yes, sometime between putting on the shoes, the wig, some lipstick and other accessories the red flags disappeared. Julian Moore, convicted but paroled rapist and murderer (all though nobody but he knew that) had slipped into predator mode. Big Time. Axeman has entered the room Slyfox Morning sweetie...how was your weekend? Axeman Full of anticipations....are we still getting together? Slyfox Yes...unless of course you changed your mind. Did you? Axeman No...absolutely not...weekend after next right? Slyfox That's the plan sweetie. Did you think of me this weekend? Axeman All weekend long.....I had too...well you know..... Slyfox Take matters into your own hands? Axeman Yeah....several times.... Slyfox Aw poor baby....we'll have no more of that for the time being. Save it up honey, it's been a while and I don't want you going flat on me...you hear....smile. Kisses.... Axeman Kisses back...did you come up with a plan.....how's this going to work? Slyfox Yeah baby I got a plan...but don't write anything down. I want this memorized ok. Axeman Yeah, sure....I think I can remember it. I haven't forgotten anything else you've told me. Slyfox Then pay attention. You'll follow my instructions to the letter. Anything I find wrong and I'm out the door. Understand. Good Here is your shopping list, ahem, that is in addition to condoms...grin...you'll be staying for four days....so you'll need four different outfits. Two dresses.... tight fitting with high neck lines. Two skirt and blouse arrangements. Color coordinated and they will meet with my approval. I expect you to have them before you leave. Panty hose, four pair with two pair nude sandal foot, one pair black and one pair navy. What kind of shoes do you have? Axeman Some pumps, black pumps....with three inch heels. Slyfox Not good enough. Buy some red open toed four inch. Also a black pair, and a white pair...all open toed and all four inch. You won't be walking much sweetie...unless of course if you should want to go out with me to a casino or two...perhaps dancing...baby...like to dance? Axeman I think I'd prefer to go dancing as a man thank you.....I'm too used to leading... Slyfox If we have enough time for that yeah, but the only man clothes your going to bring will be the ones you're wearing on the plane. Got it. While we're on the subject. Black slacks, no cuffs...black socks of thin cotton....black dress shoes. loafers if you have them, and a pale blue cotton shirt. No tie. Black leather belt to match the shoes. Short haircut. The web cam was enough for me to know your good looking and sexy, but I won't be able to pick you out of a crowd, and since I like to stalk my prey for a bit before I act....grin...and safety of course....can't you imagine what some poor guy would feel like if I snatched him by mistake...lmao..... Axeman lmao2.....god...just thinking of this turns me on. Go on what else? Slyfox What kind and color of wig do you have... Axeman Blonde and medium length I guess. Slyfox Not good enough. I like your red hair...so you're getting a new one. Match your natural hair color as closely as you can and full, very full. I like a great head of hair. Shoulder length but not much longer. Now, under ware...bras and panties...what do you have. Axeman Black lace bra but it's rather worn...I suppose I'll have to get a new one? Slyfox Bingo sexy, you're starting to catch on...one bra each... red lace, white lace, black with out lace and a white utility. Get the ones with matching panties, when you buy them together you get a better deal. Do you know your size? Axeman No. I only bought the one..but I have some silicon breast forms. Slyfox Oh sweetie, and I thought you were making such great progress But, wrong again. Measure your chest size below your nipples. That's the length size you'll be getting. Probably a 40 or 42 but if it's too small that's ok too. I think you'll look good in a tighter one. Two hooks maximum. Front hooks if you can find them, as their easier to get on and off. Cup size will be DDD. Got it. I like em filled out like mine. So you'll be getting some new and larger forms. Not silicon either. Too firm. You'll be getting the expensive kind, expect to pay about $200....they jiggle quite nicely when you walk. Just in case I let you walk for me. How about make up? Axeman I have some lip sticks but I'll toss em. What do I need? Slyfox Back on track now. You'll need some pink and red lipsticks. Buy two nail polishes, one each to match the lip glosses. Pick up some top coat too so they keep their shine all weekend. Pick up the larger sized nail kit with rounded tips. As long a nail as you can get. You'll need a good file too. Find a Cover Girl foundation that matches your skin tone, and some blusher with a brush. Hoop style earrings...got those? Axeman No, but I'll get those. Anything else? Slyfox Yeah, you'll need a matching purse and wallet set. Cigarette case too. Get one that holds 120's. While your with me, and en femme, you'll be smoking Virginia Slim 120 Menthols. A plastic zippered bag, clear plastic with flowers around the edge to carry your shaving stuff in. Lady Schick triple blade with Skintimate shaving cream. Buy the value pack with deodorant. RED DOOR perfume. I don't wear it myself but I like it on other women. Eyebrow pencil, black mascara, blended grey/blue eye shadow with applicators. I think that should do it for that part.....questions..still wanna go through with this? Axeman More than ever...I am soo looking forward to this...What about air transportations and will I be staying with you at your place? Slyfox You won't be staying with me the first night or two....we'll see how we get along together..maybe the last night or so....haven't yet decided that. Axeman Will you be picking me up at the airport. Slyfox Definitely no to that....I will see you at the airport however...and perhaps follow you to your motel. I'll give you that information tomorrow. Right now you have a lot of shopping to do, and if you're smart you'll be ordering it on-line. Cheaper and you don't have a lot of time to spare. Thirteen days till we meet....kisses...see you tomorrow... Axeman Kisses back..... Julian dropped the chat room screen and went to his homepage. Going first to goggle search, he typed in Victoria's Secret and his shopping spree began. One by one he ordered each item on-line using one of Harold's credit cards and sent to his address at the AXE house. He'd need to tip off some of his friends at the house to watch for the packages that were too large to fit in the box. As things arrived they would need to collect them off the package rack next to the mail boxes and tuck them away until Julian had a chance to get them. Going back to the chat room screen he double checked to be sure that he hadn't forgotten anything, and then closed the screens he had opened and headed off to work. It was going to be a long thirteen days. Eyes popping open with the second beep of his alarm clock, Julian slide out of his bed and headed to the computer. While the Compaq Presario was coming to life, Julian hit the bath room. Still tired from a nearly sleepless night, he checked a few things, his email confirmation of yesterdays orders and the chat room. Slyfox wasn't' there yet, but it was still early so he shower, shaved and brushed his teeth. Coffee, juice and toast rounded out his morning routine while keeping an eye on the chat room screen. Slyfox has entered the room Slyfox Morning sexy. How'd you sleep. Axeman Lousy...grin...up all night thinking about my vacation...I can't wait.. Slyfox Did you get your shopping list completed sexy....get them panties ordered....grin Axeman Yes, of course..everything on the list. Should be here in two days...three tops.. Slyfox You're such a good boy....I mean...girl...ready for today's tasks.... Axeman Yes.... Slyfox Well, let me think....evil grin.....first off you need a suitcase...Hard shell and large. Yellow...brightest yellow you can get...know the one... Axeman Yes...of course... Slyfox Good....now for the goodies, our little play things....visit one of the bondage equipment sites. Two sets of wrist and ankle cuffs. They will be the kind that are entirely of leather without padding but have the heavy "D" rings. Get one in your size, be sure to measure your wrists and ankles first, the other set in small. Two leather blindfolds. The kind that cover the eyes completely. Your size plus a small. Measure your head for an exact fit. Two gags....and these I'm very particular about.....they need to fill the mouth with a surrounding overlap that goes well beyond the lips. They should have some type of breathing hole which you are going to make a little larger. Next you'll be ordering two leather collars, again, one small and the other your size. They will also be leather and without padding. Each will have an attached leather strap that hangs down the back to a fixed "D" ring. Make sure the hardware is heavy duty.....also...you'll need some pad locks. Locks you might just get from a local home improvement store. They come in packages of two or three with each lock keyed alike. Get a three pack for me and a two pack for yourself. While you're at the home improvement store buy a foot or so of clear plastic tube. You know the kin?. Get the diameter that fits a Virginia Slim 120. A roll of duct tape too...very handy.. Axeman Wow.....question...the plastic tube? Slyfox Simple sweetie...If I'm going to be bound up....for any length of time...I'll need a ciggie. Grin. Axeman So you want me to tie you up too? Slyfox We'll see. But I must admit I am really getting into this. I was awake last night myself just thinking about this....I had to get out" big blue" my vibrator...bout used up a fresh set of batteries. Axeman You won't need BB if I'm there....right? Slyfox I'm counting on you sweetie.....another thing...you like anal? Axeman Been a few years but....yeah...I guess.... Slyfox Order up a butt plug then....just for yourself...I have a few of my own... Axeman Should that be the vibrating kind? Slyfox Your ass sweetie...what ever your heart desires...You gotta get off to the office? Axeman Yeah...gotta go...I'll get my orders placed tonight Slyfox One more thing...pick up a two pack of black satin pillowcases....standard size...you should be able to get them locally. Axeman OK, I think I have it all...anything more.... Slyfox I might think of something but we have time....get to work.....kisses.. Axeman Kisses back.. Once again Julian was on the fly headed for the bus stop. His mind was awash in erotic thoughts. This vacation was certainly going to one to remember. In order to leave town on Thursday he would need to get his Friday morning PO meeting changed. They didn't like to do that, and he hadn't had a drug test in awhile. But he had a plan in mind. Chapter Five Five days left to his fantasy vacation, and Julian had been a busy man. His packages that he'd ordered had all arrived. His buddy down at the half way house had gotten them off the package shelf no problem, and Julian had picked them up the next morning on his way to work. The bus driver gave him a questioning look when he made an earlier than usual stop at the half way house, but since Julians stop there was so short, the next bus had a different driver and paid no attention to Julians shopping bags that he brought with him to work. Sitting for his 8 hour shift with the packages in his cubicle got his heart racing again. He dared not look into them while he was under supervision, and it just about killed him having to wait until he got back to his apartment. Once back at his place, Julian went through each item, trying them on over and over again and looking at himself in the mirror. He decided against opening some of the clothing packages saving them for later. Monday couldn't have arrived early enough to satisfy his urges. Click on Chat Slyfox has entered the room Slyfox Morning sweetie....just think....we'll finally meet each other for the first time... Axeman I can't wait...this is such a turn on... Slyfox Me too sweetie...have all your items arrived..and did you get your moneys worth? Axeman Spent a lot, but's it's all great quality. The leather is thick and strong with the hardware "D" rings triple stitched. My clothes as well. The dresses fit kinda tight but they look good if I do say so myself. I'm ready to throw it all into the suit case and head down to Vegas Slyfox I wish you were here right now...we'd have some fun.....but I have to work and well, you need to practice a few things. Axeman Don't ask me to practice any self control....I've had a solid woodie for days. Slyfox Actually you won't need self control, I can give you all the control you need...evil grin. But, I'm a safety girl. So here's your assignment for the night. After you get home tonight, I want you to go through a dress rehearsal. My safety is all ready assured....but I want you to practice a few things. Axeman I'm waiting....grin Slyfox Tonight when you get home, I want you to dress up. Don't put on makeup or stuff like that, but you will need to put on hose, shoes, bra and wig. Then I want you to sit in a comfortable chair, preferably without arm rests. Put on the ankle cuffs and tighten them to the hole that allows you to slip your pinkie finger between the cuff and your nylon hose. Do the same with the wrist cuffs also. Wear them a little while so you know they won't cut off circulation. You might be wearing them for long periods of time....grin...then again you might not...but just incase I get a cruel streak going...it happens...I can be a real bitch if I get provoked...I don't want your hands and feet turning blue. Once you have had them on a while, take a magic marker and mark a line a line across the hole and clasp. Make sure the marker you use is visible against the black leather. Next your going to fit a few inches of plastic tube into the breathing hole of the gag. Put that in your mouth and tighten it behind your head. Blindfold yourself and pull one of the pillow cases over your head. Mark a spot on the pillow case where the plastic tube should go through then remove the pillow case and poke a hole in it. Be sure to leave enough space over you head for your hair. Don't want to muss up the wig...grin.. Sit still for a while...perhaps 20 minutes or longer...make sure that you can breath comfortably. Any questions so far. Axeman No...should I outfit both gags with plastic tubes? Slyfox Of course sweetie...don't forget about me while your doing this. I'll be home and in bed with big blue just thinking about what you're doing. Axeman Hey, save some for me....only fair right? Slyfox OK......damn...spoil my fun......kisses Axeman Kisses back....now what? Slyfox Take a package of pad locks, open them up and put the keys through a couple of rubber bands. Don't mix up the keys. Keep them separate between the lock sets but put them both on rubber bands. Place the rubber band farthest from the key ring over your wrist. Right or left handed sweetie? Axeman Right Slyfox Me too! We have so much in common...evil grin..put the rubber band around your right wrist. Put your hands behind your back and practice putting the lock through the "D" rings on both wrist cuffs. Once you have mastered doing that, practice with the collar and halter, adding the halter "D" ring along with the other "D" rings. Then the final test.... Axeman Final test??? Slyfox Yep, you're going to put it all together. Sitting in a chair, put on the ankle cuffs first and lock them together. Then take two pieces of duct tape, about 18"s or more, and wrap them around your legs both above and below the knees. Put on the wrist cuffs and light a ciggie. Draw real hard, don't want it to go out. Place the ciggie in a nearby ashtray where you can find it with your eyes shut. Put the gag in your mouth, put the blindfold on and cover your head with the pillow case. Push the tube through the hole and taking another single rubber band, gather the cloth of the pillow case tight around the plastic "ciggie holder" and seal it off with the rubber band which you'll twist several times. Feel over to your ashtray and place the ciggie in the tube. Take a couple of puffs to make sure the pillow case allows enough air for you to inhale and exhale. Smoke the whole cigarette that way...you may or may not find it exciting...but I'll need to know ahead of time if you like it. Any questions? Axeman Wow...just thinking of this makes me horny.....I wonder why I hadn't thought of this before. You sure have an evil mind....what else is in store for me? Slyfox Try this tonight....I'll have finalized your next instructions by tomorrow...but you have enough to remember for today. Bye the way I need your cell phone number. Axeman Ah cell phone.....yeah...ah I don't think I should use my regular cell phone. I'll get another one tomorrow OK? Slyfox Don't forget...safety's a concern of mine...I want to be able to call you periodically.. Axeman No worries...I'll have the number for you tomorrow. Slyfox Hopefully this all works out...if I don't hear from you tomorrow is there anyone I should call and tell them where to find you?.....just joking....bye Axeman You'll probably read about it in the Boise newspaper....kisses...bye Julian made a phone call to his parole officer when he got to work. Explaining that he'd had an accident in the bathroom this morning and he'd ruined two of his last four yellow pills. The parole officer told him to swing by his office on Thursday on his way to work and pick up his next 30 day supply. Julian felt that was workable. His (or should we say Harold's) airline tickets had him arriving at the airport two hours early for his flight which leaves at 2:30 PM on Thursday. He'd be arriving two hours later in Las Vegas. On his supper break he took one of Harold's Visa cards and bought himself a "throw away cell phone". One hundred prepaid minutes with a bogus address. He did have to show his drivers license, but the salesperson didn't copy down the address, just verified the name. No problem there. He couldn't wait till after work. Things were falling into place quite nicely in fact. Slyfox has entered the room Axeman I've missed you darling.....you're late... Slyfox It's so good to hear from you today....grin...how was last night sweetie...have fun? Axeman Yes indeed. Lots of fun Slyfox Did you have to take matters into your own hands.......grin... Axeman Nah, I can wait. I have a cell phone number for you... Slyfox Shoot. Axeman 208 555 8323. I made sure with the salesperson that it will work in Vegas...do I get yours in this deal? Slyfox That would defeat the purpose of the trip sweetie....I don't want to get caught huh...kidnappers could get some jail time.......grin.. Axeman I'll be leaving tomorrow do you realize that....god I can't wait.... Slyfox Me too sweetie, me too. Now here's the plan Your plane will arrive at about 4:30 pm or there abouts. You'll have no carry on luggage at all...nothing in your hands..remember what you'll be wearing? Axeman Black slacks no cuffs, black cotton socks, black leather shoes, blue shirt, black belt. Slyfox Very good. You'll pick up your yellow hard sided suitcase at the baggage carousel. I'll be watching. You won't know me, and you won't look for me either. Look around too much and you just lost some money. Got it. Axeman Got it. Then what. Slyfox You get on the shuttle bus marked RENTAL CARS and that will take you to where the rental car agencies are off the airport. On the second stop, they'll be an orange building with a bunch of cars parked out front. It's a local company, but it's the only orange building. You're going to request a 2006 Chevy Impala, dark blue. They have three on their lot so there is always a blue one there. They don't rent them out as fast as the sunlight in Vegas this time of the year heats the interiors up on dark cars. Make sure the air conditioning works or you'll be in misery driving around. Clear so far? Axeman Clear Slyfox Next your going to drive to the Riviera Casino. Park out in the lot where I can see you. Don't look around. Enter the casino through the main front door and to your left across the lobby is a desk marked PLAYERS CLUB MEMBERS.. Go to the desk and purchase a Players Club card. It's a plastic card that works in several ATM like machines around the casino. The card will have a PIN number just like your credit cards. So far so good? Axeman Yeah, I guess... Slyfox Go to one of the ATM machines and insert your Players Card and draw out a thousand dollars worth of chips. You'll tour the gaming floor, gamble if you want to, but if you loose any money you'll need to replace it with more chips. Axeman How much should I put on the players club card? Slyfox How much fun you wanna have sweetie?....of course if you don't like me that much, you can always cash out the chips and a credit goes back on your credit card. But then...if you're enjoying your stay with me...it's a great way of paying your own ransom...grin... Axeman Will you be there....watching me??? Slyfox Stalking you is more like it sweetie...think of yourself as the rabbit and me as the SlyFox.... Axeman After I tour the casino and show myself...how long...then what? Slyfox Minimum of 90 minutes. Have a drink at the bar too! After that drive back out down the road you came in on and you'll see a Holiday Hotel on the right hand side of the road. You'll pass it just after you leave the airport road. It's kind of a cheaper place that airline people use a lot on their layovers. You'll be getting a room on the second floor near the north end. That's the smoking rooms. Just ask for a smoking room, and that's where your room will be. You'll be given two keys at the front desk and a sheet of instructions on how to find the room. On the way out the door you'll see two newspaper racks. Stop there and purchase an evening local paper. Insert a couple of quarters and the lid will open, take the top newspaper and slip the room directions and one of the card keys you just got behind the front page, then place it on the bottom of the stack. Remove the next paper off the top. If anything should go wrong, since the papers never sell out, it will be removed the next day and thrown in the dumpster by the newspaper people. Be sure the room number and location are circled on the directions. Take the other key and place it in your shirt pocket. The other newsstand has a real estate magazine of local homes for sale. I think you know the ones. It's free. Axeman Yeah, they have them all over....we have them here....I use them from time to time... Slyfox Thought you'd like that...these are probably much thicker than the one's in Idaho. Lots of people want to move to Vegas. Axeman When will I see you? Slyfox Not till Friday sometime. Still have to work remember. But I think probably we'll close up shop real early. My partner has some appointments lined up and she likes to pull a disappearing act on Friday afternoons...get my drift... Axeman Sounds like my kind of woman..... Slyfox Actually the biggest pain in the ass ever, but she's good at what she does. Hopefully I won't have to put up with her much longer... Axeman Friday what happens? Slyfox You'll be making yourself lovely for me darling...that's what. Rise early and get a continental breakfast. Once your back to the room put a "do not disturb sign" on the door. At about 9am the maids begin cleaning the rooms. Depending on how close you are to the north door, they will be knocking on doors to make beds. Don't let them scare ya too much. Shower and remove all your body hair. Completely. Shave your face as close as you can. Dress yourself, and I expect a lot. Perfect makeup, perfect dress. You have Thursday night free and you should busy yourself making sure your outfits are pressed and wrinkle free . Save some time and do your toenails in the evening. Axeman Two coats of polish and a clear top coat. Slyfox Oh sweetie....you're getting this down pat. I don't think I'll get there much before 11, but maybe. After you're completely dressed, and I mean perfect, put on the wrist and ankle cuffs and have the rest ready. Enjoy a cigarette or two. You did buy Virginia Slims right? Axeman 120 menthols. I've been smoking them. They're kinda nice for a change. Slyfox My next request may sound a little unusual. Hotel rooms all come equipped with some stationary and complementary pens.. During the evening hours I want you to write me a note. Start the note off "To whom it may concern, I am here in Vegas for the ultimate vacation of my life. Here are the things I want to do...then list all the kinky things you'd like me to do to you.....maybe give me some new ideas...don't be afraid to get real descriptive...I'll be the only one reading it. Axeman Ah I don't understand....you want me to make a written list??? Slyfox Think about it sweetie. Your not gonna be able to talk.....not hardly....don't you want to play a little the first night..... Axeman Oh yeah. I see.....I'll be thinking of all kinds of kinky stuff to do on the plane down there. Slyfox Good. Now, I don't want to know your name, but I do need to call you something. What do you like. How do you refer to yourself while you're en Femme? Axeman Julie Slyfox OK Julie...I like it. When I get to the Holiday, I'll buy the newspaper with the key hidden in it. I'll walk back out the front and call your cell phone. I'm going to say "Good morning Julie....20 minutes" Axeman And I have twenty minutes to get into costume. Slyfox You have twenty minutes to bind yourself up. I won't call unless I have the key in my hand. Should anything go wrong, I'll get a second room key myself and try that. If something else goes drastically wrong, I'll get house keeping to break down the door telling them that my boyfriend and I are playing a kinky kidnap game. They'll laugh a lot but we won't get arrested anyway. Always play safe. Axeman Anything else? Slyfox Not that I can think of....when I open the door either I see a VERY bound up cross dresser or I bolt for the north door...and you're out of luck.....kisses sweetie. Axeman See you tomorrow. Melody Sullivan and Suzanne Rampling were busy pounding the keyboards. The heat of Las Vegas beaten back from the thick front office windows. The air conditioning seemed to run constantly. "Got plans for the weekend Mel" "Ya remember that real estate developer I told you about?" answered Melody. "I remember something about a guy you met in a chat room that was a real estate developer, from Boise I think..yes" "He's coming to Vegas for a long weekend and I thought we might hook up for some drinks or something. How about you?" "Planning to hang out I guess. I don't need to mow the lawn or anything. Too dry. Probably hide from the heat" " Speaking of, I need a ciggie." Said Mel as she grabbed her package of Slims and headed for the door. "This guy I'm meeting" "Yes, the developer dude" "Yeah, well being as how I don't really know him at all, would you perhaps go along with me. We don't have any firm plans yet, but should he call perhaps you can go along with me for a drink and if things are cool you can disappear maybe?" "I suppose. Just to be on the safe side." Melody pushed open the front door with her left hand holding her cell phone and simultaneously used her right hand to operate her BIC lighter in a well practiced motion. Suzette could only gaze in wonder as her partner headed down the side walk to her second office to entertain the mystery barber. Chapter Six Harold stood in line at the check in counter. He took a blank luggage ID tag off the desk in front and using the attached pen he filled out the tag. When he was done, he thought for a second and destroyed it. The next one he filled out as Harold and Julie Carpenter. He was a bit nervous. After all, how extensive would the search be before he got on the plane. The counter attendant asked him if his suitcase was unlocked, to which Harold answer in the affirmative. Had the bag been in his sight at all times. Again Harold answered "yes". Then it was lifted to the conveyer belt and disappeared through a hole in the wall which was covered with black rubber curtains. Harold smiled at the thought. After being given his boarding pass, Harold headed down to the concourses and up to the security check point. Harold showed his drivers license to the first uniformed guard, then the boarding pass, then proceeded to the next stop. He removed his black loafers, his black belt with attached cell phone and emptied his pockets into a grey plastic tub. Setting the tub on the conveyer belt he walked through the metal detector. He didn't set off any beeps, so he gathered his belongings and replaced them. Boarding pass in hand. The small packet of GHB was deep in his trouser pocket and had slipped through undetected. Harold took a big sigh of relief as he approached the waiting area for his flight. Behind the scenes in the baggage area, a large yellow suitcase was popped open and probed with a sniffer designed to find explosives. Upon further exploration the security guard called to one of his coworkers to "look at this". The two got quite the chuckle upon looking at the contents. The supervisor came to have a look see, and seeing the name tag and destination, just shrugged his shoulders. "What goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas" The big yellow suit case was closed and replaced on the conveyer with more than a few hearty guffaw's. Something to tell the wives about ....maybe. The yellow suitcase with it's newly applied orange sticker INSPECTED was momentarily loaded into the cargo hold of 737 and on it's way to Vegas. Harold gathered his suitcase off the conveyer at the Vegas airport. Being ever alert, he followed his memorized instructions. No trouble what-so-ever remembering what to do next. Just like the well rehearsed play, things fell smoothly into place. He had no problems with the rental car company. Clean cars for a good daily rate. He got the dark blue Impala that Slyfox had requested. When he asked the counter clerk about the air condition, she was kind enough to demonstrate the remote starter. "When you leave the car, make sure the A/C is on. We recommend that you don't even turn it off. About 15 minutes before you intend to use the vehicle just push this blue button on the keyless entry, and it will start the car. The red raised button is for the trunk lid. Providing of course that you're within 200 feet or so. The engine will run for 15 minutes which should be plenty to get the interior temperature cool enough to drive the first few miles. Don't worry if you forget, the motor will always shut itself off after 15 minutes. If you get in the car while it's running, you'll still need to put the key into the ignition and turn it. If you put the car into drive without the key it will stall." Harold thanked the gal and headed out the door, suitcase in hand, to the already cooling down Impala. Welcome to Vegas. Julian cruised up the strip a ways, and located the Riviera Casino. He parked out and was sure to keep his eyes forward and on the ground as he walked to the front entrance. Once inside he made his way to the PLAYERS CLUB counter and conducted his business. He was asked for ID, which he provided, and then a couple of credit cards which gave him his $10,000. limit. All the while, the help at the Riviera Casino was most gratuitous in welcoming him to Vegas. Stopping at one of the locations Slyfox had described, he operated the ATM machine and obtained a grand in chips. He toured the casino, marveling at what a large operation it was, looking into the shops and the game room floor. He watched several of the games for a few moments, but didn't gamble. Click on Chat Julian had a drink at the bar. It calmed his nerves. He was starting to get used to not being under the influence of the yellow pills. He did however, bring them along. If he got back to Boise on Sunday took two, then one on Monday his system should check out at his Friday PO meeting. He thought to himself how slick his little ruse worked on his PO. Showing up on Thursday morning, taking the piss test, and then asking innocently if he needed to come back tomorrow. The PO told him that would not be necessary and Julian hasn't had one since. He felt great. So alive.. Meeting the required 90 minute wait Julian exited the casino and retraced his steps back to the Holiday hotel. He checked in, made his maneuvers at the news stands and unlocked room 224. He placed the local paper on the dresser, the real estate guide on top of that, and lit himself up one his Virginia Slims. He glanced through the real estate guide and made a mental note to get familiar with the language of real estate. Slyfox was right, it was a very thick book. Published just once a month, there were over 4,000 property listings in the Las Vegas area. Million dollar homes and condo's, the book said that it wasn't complete, but how could a person not find something to buy? Looking out the window, Julian Moore and Harold L. Carpenter disappeared in Julie's mind as the window drapes came closed. Julie unpacked. Hanging up her outfits and getting the steam iron heated up she lit another cigarette. Once she got her skirts and dresses pressed, she turned her attention to her toe nails. Giving herself a very detailed pedicure, she started to condense her list of "kinky" things to write done. How odd it seemed to be writing these things. What could she hope for? How much time was Slyfox going to spend with her on their first night together? Just start somewhere. She began as instructed "To Whom it may concern"....and continued from there. During the course of the evening hours, Julie would return to the list with an addition. Deciding to jump the gun a little bit, she took a long hot bath. Using the shaving cream and razor, she meticulously removed each and every hair. At one point even thinking of shaving her head, but that could raise suspicion and of course Slyfox might not like it. After getting her makeup and nail kit ready for the morning, Julie watched a little of the late evening news, set her alarm clock for 6 am and drifted off to sleep. Julie was awake long before the alarm went off. She could hear the sounds of other guests showering and toilets flushing. There was the odd stirring of someone in the hall. The noise of doors opening and closing. Life in general was getting started. She glanced out the window at the sun rise and managed to catch a glimpse of an aircraft leaving the airport. At 6:15 am Julie once again donned her travel cloths and made a trip to the continental breakfast. Getting a large coffee and two toasted bagels, some orange juice and napkins she returned to room 224 making sure to place a sign on the outside door knob. Turning on the TV and getting the morning weather forecast she ate her breakfast in lonely contemplation of the events to transpire today. Truly enjoying the moment. Her head was clear and sharp. She lit a "ciggie" for herself and laid out the dress and shoes that she'd chosen for the day. Stubbing out the cigarette she cranked on the shower and waited a moment till it got nice and hot. After the shower, it was shaving and makeup. Foundation, eye shadow, eye liner and mascara were all applied in meticulous fashion. After each application she checked herself in the mirror. Time to dress. The outfit she'd selected met all the requirements. First the red panties, red brassiere, and suntan panty hose. The red dress with the high neck line, two top buttons and laced shoulders. Small pads which seemed to go better over her shoulders. Taking the auburn almost reddish wig out of its packaging she began to smooth it out. Once in place it would be easier to get a brush through it. Always glancing at the clock, Julie did some twist curls and applied a little hairspray to keep them in place. She had hoped that the black pillow case would not crush it too bad. Finally her preparations were done. She moved a chair in front of the drawn drapes and placed an ashtray to her right side. Strapping the 4" bright red open toes shoes to her feet, she took one last look in the vanity mirror. While having her fifth ciggie of the morning she fastened the wrist and ankle cuffs in place being careful to find the same adjustments she'd done back home. The magic marker lines were a good idea. She was confident that she could spend hours in them. In fact, she was looking forward to it. At precisely 11:10 am her cell phone rang. Julies heart skipped a beat. She looked at the caller ID which read out a number and M & S COMPUT. "Hello" "Good morning Julie.....20 minutes" "OK" The phone went blank as the call disconnected. It was show time. Julie put her tasks in motion. Locking the ankle cuffs together and then taking the two cut strips of duct tape she placed the first around the upper leg above the knee, and the second down below the knee. Next she placed the gag in her mouth, the rubber band with keys around her wrist. With the pillow case sitting on her lap, she worked the remaining items on and the pillow case itself. Once completed, which she figured to be perhaps ten minutes, she completed the locking maneuver behind her back and sat still listening. Her heart was pounding by this time with anticipation. She worked the rubber band down over her wrist to the point where it was just surrounding two fingers at the second knuckle. She sat and listened to hear the lock operate above the TV weather forecast. Quietly the lock operated. She heard the door open, then a pause, then the door closing. Her heart was racing. Footsteps approached her, then she felt the rubber band slide from her fingers. The room went quiet as the television volume was turned down. A soft gloved hand began to feel around her wrist cuff and lock, then her knees and ankle cuffs. The gloved hands moved to the collar and halter, then brushed the pillow case making sure the gag and blindfold were beneath. "Good morning Julie. My don't you look pretty." Julie nodded to acknowledge the compliment. "Would you like a ciggie?" Julie nodded again in agreement. The gloved hand of the Slyfox placed a VS120 into the breathing tube. Julie heard the click of her BIC lighter and then the command "Suck". "Very good...do you mind if I have one as well?" Julie again nodded agreement. The BIC lighter clicked a second time. "Well, what do you think so far?" Julie drew hard on her "ciggie" and exhaled through her nose and the small gaps around the gag. The spent exhale lingered in the satin pillow case just as it had done back home. When Julie wasn't dragging, the residual smoke in the pillow case still stung her nostrils. She was definitely enjoying this cigarette. "I'm sorry that our conversation will be rather one sided for the time being but I'm sure you understand. From my previous engagements I can certainly speculate with some degree of accuracy what you're thinking right now. It's a rush isn't it? I mean being here in a strange city, strange hotel room, with strange woman. Did you get ready early this morning. I'll bet you did huh?" Julie nodded again. "Well from what I've heard it's the anticipation that makes this so enjoyable. I haven't gotten to read your note yet, but I will shortly. Are you comfortable right now, and are you having any trouble smoking?" First an up and down nod, then a left and right. Slyfox paid close attention. "You just sit there and enjoy sweetie, savor this time, let your imagination run wild. I'm going to have a look around your room and at your outfits. I must say the one you have on is really stunning. Especially the shoes. Nice tight fit I see." The room quieted once again, the volume on the TV was turned slightly higher and Julie could hear some rustling and clicking now and again. She felt the tube in her gag jiggle a few times as the Slyfox de-ashed her cigarette. After a few more minutes she felt a tug on the tube and her intake of air cleared immediately. She breathed in deeply and followed that by a sigh. "So far it appears as though you have followed my instructions to the letter. How sweet. I must say that I am getting almost as much excitement out of this as you are? This is my first kidnapping you know. Oh, and your note here on the desk...what a wild imagination you have. I don't think I can handle all of that, but certainly I can give my better efforts in some of the those directions." Julie heard the click of her BIC lighter but didn't feel anything being inserted into the tube. She did hear a sigh though. Then she felt a gloved hand on her knee. Slowly the hand and fingers worked their way up her thigh and under her dress. One hand was joined by another, and as they rubbed over the penis she let out a small muffled moan. The fingers continued to stroke softly eventually separating the two sides of the panty hose until they ripped. Once the now rock hard cock of a man dressed as a woman was freed it began to pulsate. The gloved fingers stopped momentarily, but they returned shortly for a few more strokes, and then Julie felt the addition of a lubed condom to the equation. Startled by the movement of the breathing tube, she relaxed and momentarily she hear a click and the command "Suck". Once again the pillowcase was filled with the delightful smoke, and the fingers again began to massage is swollen organ. Gradually increasing the strokes per minute, the gloved fingers tightened further. The wonderful masturbation, the delightful smoke and the excitement of the situation all came together at once. With a start, Julie began the ejaculation. It was heavenly. A seemingly endless stream of jisum filled the end of the condom. Slyfox's gloved fingers continued but at a slower motion than before. When the once rock hard cock began to subside, both hands and a Kleenex removed the condom. Julie heard the sound of running water in the bathroom sink, followed shortly by the application of a warm wash cloth around the penis. When completed the gloved hand pressed the now soft organ back into the torn panty hose and the dress was pulled back down. "Did you enjoy that?" Julie nodded vigorously in agreement. She felt the removal of the ciggie from the tube. "Now then, lets continue on with our fantasy shall we?" " First order of business, my payment. Thank you by the way, I have already placed your down payment in my purse." "Next order of business ....we'll talk about options. First option, we can quit now and go our separate ways. Perhaps you've be thrilled enough at this point and if so I can replace the keys around your wrists. I will follow up in half an hour by cell phone to make sure your safe. Continue yes or no?" Julie again nodded a vigorous agreement. "Ok then, I have much more in store for you. Each item on my list is well thought out, and contains much more of the same anticipation that you have experienced thus far. Some of my items are very consistent with what I read on your list. And your list by the way is lacking some very important items. Just exactly what would you like to do to me my love? Before we began our next phase of your dream vacation to Las Vegas, you will need to add some items to that list OK?" Julie nodded agreement. "Do you need to take a potty break right now?" Julie agreed "OK then, follow my instructions." Slyfox unlocked the ankle cuffs using the key on the rubber band. Next she removed the duct tape around Julie's knees and stuck both pieces to the side of the dresser. "Stand up." Slyfox helped Julie by the arm to a standing position and maneuvered her around the chair. Taking smaller steps, they walked to the bath room.. "Turn around." Julie obeyed. Slyfox lifted up Julie's dress and tucked it into the panty hose above her penis. Following that the gloved hand fished the flaccid penis out of the hole and straightened it out. "Turn around" Julie obeyed. "Your standing about a foot back from the toilet. Go ahead and let her fly. I'll wait here by the door." While Julie was concentrating on getting a much needed stream going, Slyfox opened a fresh package of sandal foot panty hose. Stretching them out of the package, she tied one end of the hose around the inside door knob of the bathroom. Taking the other end of the hose she then stretched that over the top of the door and finished by pushing in the inside lock button on the knob. "Finished?" Slyfox asked and Julie nodded. "OK come this way." Replacing her panty hose and skirt Slyfox helped Julie get turned back around and to the doorway. Maneuvering her around the open door, she gently closed the door and positioned Julie with her back to the now closed and locked from the inside bathroom door. "Back up some sweetie. That's it. Little bit more. Good. Now lean back a minute" Slyfox went across the room and got Julies cigarette case and the lock for the ankle cuffs. "Now, stand up as straight as you possible can. Good. Hold that position." Slyfox knelt down in front of Julie and fastened the lock back on the ankle cuffs. Rising to the standing position she pressed her boobs to those of the slightly taller Julie. Lifting the lower edge of the pillow case above the collar, the gloved hands wound the end of the sandal foot hose around Julie's neck pulling the knot rather tight. "Don't move, you'll hang yourself if you do. Time for a ciggie break, want one. Sure you do." Slyfox placed a ciggie in Julies tube, noticing her beginning to sweat, and with a roll of the finger wheel on the BIC both ciggies were lit "Smoking really helps me think ya know. Does it do that for you? Don't try an answer. Just smoke. In reading your note on the desk there you mentioned mind blowing sex. You like blow jobs that last a long time. You'd like me to use dirty language. You want to be the best sexed man in Vegas. Well, woman? Or man doesn't matter." "For the money, (giggle) I'd like to point out to you just how really fucked you are right now. I often thought with my exes how to set them up for a suicide. Just an idle thought, wouldn't really do that. But think of it. Your wrists and ankles can't move. There's a nylon tied around you neck, the other end is attached to a door knob on the other side of a locked door. You don't have keys to anything! If I walked out that door right now tomorrow's headlines in the local paper would read Boise Real Estate Developer commits suicide at local hotel. Hmmm Imagine the copy below that huh? What would your friends and associates think. Do your employees suspect that you like to cross dress?" Slyfox took a long drag on her Slim, exhaling right at Julies pillowcase. Turning to get the ash tray, she then helped them both de-ash. "Now then, back to business. I think you're in the mood. We're going stand here and play a guessing game. The game works like this. You're thinking of a PIN code to a PLAYERS CLUB CARD at the Riviera Casino and I'm going to ask you questions to determine that PIN code. During the game, you're going to continue to smoke Virginia Slims. I noticed that you brought six packages and if I do my math right, there's no way you won't get too dizzy to stand up after smoking maybe three packages one right after the other. So, first number of the pin code. Higher than five?" Julie shook her head no. "Lower than five?" Julie shook her head yes. Slyfox took several minutes and a few more cigarettes to complete their game. Slyfox won. She had the PIN code she needed to collect the ransom. Julie was now sweating profusely. Julie heard the sound of rustling through out the room. Zippers operated and drawers opened and closed. "Ok sweetie, this time I won't go through the options, you can only imagine huh? So do we continue the fantasy vacation, or do we quit now. Continue Yes?" Julie was slow in nodding this time, after having the nylon around her neck for the better part of an hour. Her feet hurt like hell from standing in the heels. Her knees were also to the point of exhaustion. Of all the imagined options she could think of no other. She nodded affirmative. Slyfox reached under the pillowcase and released the nylon around Julies neck. "Slide down to the floor" Slyfox commanded. Julie complied stretching her legs out resting and by wiggling her toes. They hurt. "Listen very carefully. You've been great so far, in fact a real blast to kidnap. There's even more fun in store for you later this afternoon and evening. Something shall we say really really memorable. Ready to listen?" Julie was getting more of her thought process back and nodded yes. "Ok, here goes. I've taken your PLAYERS CLUB CARD and your credit cards. I've erased my phone number from the caller ID and calls log on your cell phone. You can't call me and I have no intention of calling you unless there is some kind of a foul up. I've left you your drivers license and cash. I took them out of you wallet and put them in your purse along with your car keys. I packed your travel cloths in my suitcase along with some strange yellow pills. Don't know what those are for but I'm not taking any chances. Those items are going with me OK?" Julian's blood ran suddenly cold. His mind raced. The GHB was still in his pants pocket. Shit. Julie nodded understanding. "Next. I've circled a vacant property in the Las Vega Guide to Real Estate you picked up yesterday. I've pre selected it based on a number of criteria's, but most important it's secluded and we won't be risking discovery. Just our little place. There is a map in the guide which will give you the directions to that location, I've reviewed them and even if I were coming in from out of town, they would be easy enough to find. Shortly, I'm going to put the rubber band back on your wrist. You'll be needing some time to free yourself and get the room cleaned up. You're checking out early. Your room is pre paid and all you have to do is leave the keys on the dresser. You can if you want to, go down to the front desk and check out, get a receipt and all that stuff, but I suspect you'll just go out the side door when the coast is clear. OK with you sweetie?" Julian liked the sound of the secluded part. He had some ground to gain on this bitch. He nodded in the affirmative. "I'll be watching after you. Don't speed cause the cops are really hard on cross dressers driving rental cars. Stay safe. When you follow the main road on the map, there is a Big Mac's drive in restaurant on the left side before leaving town. Stop there and get two large diet cokes decaffeinated. Either go in to get them at the counter or use the drive through. (giggle) You may need them both as where we're going it is likely to get quite warm. Always stay safe. Understand so far?" The bound figure nodded affirmative again. "Good. When you get out to the property, there's a garage type barn behind the house. It's the only one, you can't confuse it. Open the doors and pull the car inside. Close the doors behind you. You might want to take a pee before hand but do it outside. Once inside leave your updated list on the front seat for me. Leave the my stuff on the front passenger seat as well. Pillow case, cuffs and gags...all of it. Take the keys out of the ignition and use the rubber band trick but on your left wrist this time. Get into the back seat of the car and repeat the steps you took here this morning. Before you leave here make sure your hair and make up are letter perfect. It's called passing by the way. You need to pass for a woman." "Any questions? Secluded location, diet cokes, all of that is comfortable with you?" Click on Chat Julie nodded "Good, hold out your right wrist" The gloved had slipped the rubber band back over Julies wrist, and seconds later Slyfox was out the door. Chapter Seven It took Julie several minutes to get the cuffs off her wrists. From there is was a piece of cake to get the rest of her shackles off. Taking a look around the hotel room, Slyfox hadn't told any lies. She was stuck there with only one way out. I guess I need to adjust my plans a little thought Julian. Yeah Julian was back, and he was pissed. He'd had to change his plans before, but he'd have another chance. He was here for three days yet and this Slyfox bitch was bound to screw up. Continue being what he was, be patient, go along and gain her confidence. It had always worked before and this time was no different. Julian cleaned up the hotel room making sure there were none of his fingerprints left. He mentally went over all his past movements in the room, viewing every touched object with an practiced eye for leaving evidence behind. After he'd wiped clean the steam iron, he was positively sure he'd wiped every surface and every item. He glanced out the window to the parking lot below. His car was the only one there. Listening intently at the door, when he couldn't hear any foot steps or doors closing he made his break. His feet still hurt from the previous hours in the red high heels but it was bearable. He carried his yellow suitcase out to the car and placed it in the trunk.. Opening the drivers side door he was suddenly struck with a blast of heat. Shit, he'd forgotten to get the A/C running ahead of time. Getting in to the super heated seats made Julian wince. He got the air conditioning started as quick as he could, but it was all he could bear to get going up the road. He hoped that his fresh make up wouldn't melt in the heat. So far so good, nobody had seen him, or so he thought anyway and he was back in control. This would all work. Once the A/C got to blowing hard he felt much better. It was time for him to start looking out for Big Mac's drive in and he couldn't wait as his thirst was so bad. Suzette's cell phone rang. The caller ID indicated a familiar number. "Hey Mel, what's up?" "Hey Suze, are you in the office." "Nope, and neither are you I suspect. No biggie. Business was really slow today so I put the sign on the door. I've just be out running a few errands. What's up?" "Can I get that ride your promised?" "Sure, where are you at?" "Strip mall on the north edge of town behind Big Mac's" "Long way from the bars and restaurants isn't it" "Slight change in plans. Nothing major. How long before you get here?" "Ummm Twenty minutes maybe." "Thanks dear, you're great. Later Bye" "Bye" Typical Mel was the first thought in Suze's mind. One crazy thing after another. I better stop and get some drinks, it's hotter than blazes out here today. Suze turned into the first Big Mac's she saw and got two large diet cokes. Mel's favorite. Unless Mel was in a bar and some guy was buying, then her tastes changed. In the meantime Julians car was pulling up into the drive through at Big Mac's. He placed his order for two large decaffeinated diet cokes and rolled up to the first window. Keeping his eyes straight ahead he handed the teenager behind the sliding windows a five dollar bill. Keeping his manicured bright red fingernails close to the window he waited for his change. The kid put the change in his hand, seemingly none the wiser, and Julian pulled to the next window. Again, keeping his face forward, he was given his drinks. Julian nodded his "your welcome" as opposed to saying anything and pulled slowly out of the driveway and back into traffic headed north. Julian was able to find the property. He paused to be sure and then pulled up the long driveway. He smiled when he saw the location. Perfect he thought. As instructed he found the garage behind the double wide trailer. His predatory instinct was now fully aroused. Getting out of the car, he opened the barn doors. The handles on the sliding doors were very hot, but the corresponding handles on the inside were cooler. Taking a look around, there wasn't very much to see. Some old tractor parts were hanging on the walls. Garden hoses that wouldn't hold water were lying in a pile. Some vacuum cleaner parts and hoses, plenty of mice and vermin tracks. Julians eye caught the window in the back. Broken glass and dirty, but still somewhat translucent. He walked carefully around the back and peeked back through the window. That won't do. Picking his way carefully in his 4" heels he made his way back.. Along the other side of the barn was a full sheet of old plywood. Being careful not to chip a nail, Julian moved the plywood to the inside of the barn and placed it up against the window. Upon further inspection he noted some old chains, some even newer, and one piece in particular that looked fresh. That's the one he'd use. He left it undisturbed on the work bench and set about his tasks. Julian calculated that he had little time left. He started his bondage routine which was ten times more difficult in the smaller back seat than his previous times in the luxury of his apartment or the hotel. Before putting on the hood and collar he ran through his checklist. Two diet cokes in cup holder front seat. Real estate guide and his hotel wish list on the seat. Black satin pillow cases with Slyfox's bondage gear and locks. Her keys he'd also placed on rubber bands. He reached forward to the front seat cup holder and took a long swig of his diet coke, replaced it, and finished his bondage. He tried out the remote starter, and it came to life just like advertised. Least wise he won't have his makeup melting. Sit back and relax and wait. Pulling into the strip mall that Mel had described, she quickly spotted Mel's silver Toyota Camry. When Suze pulled her dark blue Impala in beside Mel's car, Mel got out and climbed in with just her purse and a Real Estate Guide. "Where too?" "Head out north, I'll give you the directions as we go. Got about a twenty minute ride. Oh my god thanks, is one of these for me? Bye the way here's your cell phone, sorry, didn't realize it until I had to call myself to get you." "Yeah, I thought you'd be a bit thirsty, an since I figured you'd be a little short on change that I'd pick us up some diet cokes." Suze competed her sentence as she swapped back cell phones but her mind kept going. "yeah like you never have any money or ever bring me a drink. Blah blah blah." The two drove out north of Vegas into the country just sipping their cokes. Mel cracked the passenger window and lit a cigarette. Suze had long since given up hope that Mel would refrain from smoking in her car. Suze was the first to speak again, but it wasn't about Mel's smoking. "So what's all the mystery. This guy some kind of farmer or something?" "Nah, well, maybe. I don't know. Kinda a fantasy date for him." "And what's this fantasy?" "Well, actually, we are more his rescue angels than any thing else. Guess that's the best way of explaining it." Suze stared at her partner Mel. Mel was full of surprises but this took the cake. "Better give me more of an answer than that. I haven't checked lately but I'm pretty sure I don't have wings growing on my back and you sure as hell don't." "Ok, make a long story short, I met this Land Developer guy in a chat room. We've been chatting along for the last month or so. He decided to come down to Vegas for a few days worth of vacation. He wanted to meet me, and one thing led to another, and now I suspect he's tied up in the back of a car at an abandoned house about another eight miles down this road." Suze's car came to a screeching halt along the side of the road. "Are you out of you friking mind? Call the cops. Right now call the cops." "Call em for what? We don't know anything yet. He might not even be there. It's still light outside. We'll have a look see and if it's too scary we won't even get out of the car." Suze could only glare at Mel. She's done some dumb stuff in her life, but this is over the top. Mel glared back at Suze. "Go on, I'll be careful. Just go." Suze reluctantly headed back out on the road. A series of turns and county roads later they came upon the property. Suze stopped the car at the driveway. Mel was the first to speak. "Some real estate photo's are deceptive, but this one is a down right lie. The photo must have been taken another five hundred yards down the driveway and maybe sometime last century." The pair compared the photo in the guide to what was in front of them and for sure the photo was taken during better times. The property was full of tumble weeds and other growth. Although described as well kept, this place looked to have been abandoned for years. The cluster of signs from several brokers would be enough of an indication that this place was never gonna sell. As they started up the driveway, Suze put on the brakes again. "Look, Mel, there's fresh tire tracks. I don't think this is wise. Let's just call the cops." "No. Not yet." Mel's voice was changing. "Drivaa waayas up closssssssser" "Mel. Are you ok?" "I feel a little drunk is alllll. Gooo on drivaa up there." Suze looked closely at Mel's eyes. She looked a little drunk. Suze continued up the driveway following the fresh tire tracks. Pulling onto the concrete slab in front of the barn she looked around. "Mel, we're here. I think I see a car in the barn. Now will you call the cops?" "Goooo looook..." "You do it." "Immm not feeling so good..Juss look." Suze exited the car and peeked onto the barn. The motor on the car was ticking as though it was cooling down. There was a hooded figure in the back seat. Taking a closer look she could see she was breathing comfortably and seemingly aware of her presence. She turned and went back to Mel and opened the passenger door. "It's like you said, but it's a woman in there." "Forgot to tell ya...giggle...he's dressed as woman." Mel seemed to become more lucid but still foggy and blinking in and out. "There's a list on the front seat, it's a list of what he wants me to do. Get the list...for me........" Suze followed Mel's instructions returning with the list and a black satin pillowcase full of leather bondage equipment. "Read me the lissssssst" "He wants you to put on the bondage stuff like he (she?) and sit beside him. This is too strange. Lets just call the cops." "Nooooo Too much money....I neeed the money" With that statement Mel giggled and held out her wrists. Suze handed Mel the pillow case, and with another giggle she began to put the items on. Suze seemed not to want any part of it, that is until Mel had the blindfold on. Then Suze began to smile. A little twinge of wetness develop between her legs. "OK, Melody, you're the boss." Suze unzipped her purse and got out her smooth leather gloves. She helped Melody into her bondage gear and then into the back seat passenger seat of Julians car. "Hi sweetie, miss me?" Said Suze as she slipped the rubber band off of Julians right wrist. "Oh you are so gonna like this part. I brought you some company. Julie, I'd like you to meet Melody, Melody I'd like you to meet Julie." "How about a ciggie sweetie. I'll bet you haven't had one in a while?" Julian was now really confused. He wasn't panicked yet, but really confused. Was this a three some? Julian nodded for the cigarette. Suze finished putting the ankle cuffs on the now really out-of-it Melody. She reached around her to fasten her seat belt. "Safety first sweetie, gotta buckle up." With that Suze reached around Julians waist and fastened his seat belt. Suze backed out of the car and ran through her check list. "Opps Forgot. Ciggies all the way around" Taking Julians leather cigarette case from the front seat she inserted a Slim in each of the two waiting tubes and one between her lips. "Suck" Julian obeyed the command, however Melody was a little slow in getting hers going. Suze brought the flame then to hers and took a monster drag, pausing and then exhaling like a practiced smoker. "God I'm starting to want this more and more. I can see how somebody gets addicted to them so easily. I'd like to stay and have a smoke with you too, but I've got some details to take care of. Back shortly, don't go away." Suze parked the VS120 in the side of her mouth and went to the truck of her car. She opened her rollered airline suit case and retrieved the duct tape pieces she had preserved from earlier in the day. Returning to the garage she retrieved the long vacuum cleaner hose that she had placed there months earlier and attached one end to the tail pipe on the car. The other end of the hose went into the Impalas window next to Julians head. She secured both ends of the hose with pieces of duct tape that would most certainly have plenty of Julians finger prints on them. "Excuse me sweetie...I need the keys to the truck, or better yet, just push the button." Julian felt around the remote keyless entry for the right button and opened the Impalas trunk. Suze made her last trip to her suitcase and placed Julians travel clothes back into his suitcase. The remains of Julian's package of GHB neatly placed back into his pants pocket. She then closed the trunk and traded Mel's diet coke with the GHB with the full diet coke in the front seat cup holders. Lastly she placed Mel's purse on the front seat after turning off her cell phone. "Time for another ciggie you guys. Try not to get so many ashes on your clothes this time OK?" Suze repeated the process for the three of them and walked back outside to her car. She picked up the last pad lock, the real estate guide and walked back to the work bench in the garage. The fresh piece of chain was still sitting where she had left it. Suze stopped along side Julians window on her way to the door. She peeked inside at the two contented captives just smoking away. "Sweetie, it's getting a little smokey in there, would you be a doll and get the air conditioner started. Kisses" Pulling the sliding garage door almost closed, the gloved hand wrapped the chain around the two inside handles and pulled the two ends back to the outside. Placing the lock between the center pages of the real estate guide she worked the doors even more closed. When the doors were just about closed she pulled the chain ends tight and fastened the lock through the links. Using the real estate guide as padding to prevent scratches on the new lock she pushed it back into the garage. Momentarily the engine on Harold Carpenter/Julian Moore/Julies rental car came to life not only cooling, but also killing it's two occupants. Chapter Eight Shortly after pulling out of the driveway of the now (once again) abandoned doublewide mobile home, Suzette Rampling lit her tenth cigarette of the day. What day. What a long time. She smiled. She thought perhaps it might happen. She'd planned and schemed, but now she herself, and many other people were now safe. Thank god she was so smart. Yeah, she had a little more detail work to do, but certainly the hardest part is over. She had to hand it to herself. Stringing Julian Moore along over the internet. Julian Moore was such a bastard. It took dozens of men sitting in front of web cams before she could be one hundred percent certain they were on the local sex offenders registry. Idaho, and particularly Boise were very good about posting the photos. High quality. Both profiles. Hats off to those guys. Well, you did a good job for me, and hopefully you'll never know what a great favor I did for you. Melody Sullivan. Oh my god. If she had filed her bankruptcy in the days before Julians vacation would she have be out of luck. Suze had figured out Melody's embezzlement a long time ago. But the fact that they were partners, and with Suze's house and savings the only security left on the loans she'd have lost everything. The girls college fund. Well, enough thought on that, Mel's life insurance that the lenders insisted on both of the them having would cover the 200 thousand Mel had gambled away. A few more details to get worked through, but the ten thousand I got for the weekends work should keep me afloat until the dust settles. With those thoughts, Suze's 2005 dark blue Chevy Impala came into the view of the Las Vegas lights. Saturday morning Suze was up early. She checked into the office and accessed a few accounts, transferring some data here and there. Typical day, however, usually she was fixing corrupted files instead of making them corrupted. Later on in the morning she paid a visit to Mel's apartment to feed Mocha the cat. While she was there she laundered the air line stewardesses uniformed she'd borrowed a few months back. Once it was cleaned thoroughly she turned it inside out and rubbed it around Mel's bed. She placed it back in the closet hanging over a white blouse that Mel had recently worn but not laundered. She knew it hadn't been cleaned because it smelled of cigarette smoke. Cigarette smoke didn't bother her any more for some reason. Of course the fact that she had been smoking so much over the last few months might have had something to do with it. What started out as practicing for the right moment had developed into a most enjoyable habit. She also returned a pair of sunglasses too. The ones she wore to the Holiday Hotel dressed as an air line stewardess. With the detail work nearly completed, she'd most likely be on a vacation for the rest of the summer at least until her girls got back from their stay in Seattle.. Chapter Nine Though the weekend Suze would try Mel's cell phone even though she knew there wouldn't be an answer. Somewhat amusing she thought. Monday she would go into the police department and fill out a missing persons report. Perhaps the case would be assigned a cute detective. Now that would be interesting. "Yes, I'd like to file a missing person report." "Ok, let me get the sheet...OK Name of missing person." "Melody Sullivan" "Address and phone" "3501 Fairfield Apartment 104, that's here in Vegas. Do you mean her home phone or cell phone. "All of the above please" Sgt Wallace said not looking up from his form. I might not have all of them but here's the office numbers" Suze thought that went pretty well. She gave all the information they needed, but they didn't ask any questions about Mel. She figured that would come later on. Wonder what kind of newspaper articles will follow. Sgt Wallace explained that there were lots of people going missing around Las Vegas. A significant part of their work load came from out of town departments coming to them just on the hunch their loved one had gone to Vegas and had not come back.. He seemed familiar with situations like this and that the patrol officers would get a vehicle description at their shift change meetings beginning tomorrow morning. Suze recalled Sgt Wallace's final words "It's probably nothing to worry about Ms Rampling, I'm sure something will turn up." Suze was actually kinda disappointed that there weren't any newspaper articles. Not like on the TV shows. She continued the day to day work, but not beginning any new client stuff. Would not be fair to them. Finally on Wednesday Mel's Toyota was found abandoned, but without any signs of abnormal activity. Again another day went by and then finally Suze got a call from a detective by the name of Paul Harris. He was coming by later in the day to get some more information. "You must be Paul Harris" Suze said with a smile. "Guilty as charged. We need to get some more information on you partners disappearance." "Well I did give all the information that I know. We've been partners in business for several years. She has taken some long weekends before, but then she always told me about it at least a few days in advance."