The most fearsome person in the world
Sameen Shaw half an hour to be wrung from the floor.
Her T-shirt was soaked through, but the primary asset did not reduce of pace and did not stop for a moment.
- Sweetheart, maybe you have not noticed, but actually I'm still in bed, — hanging her head from the edge of the bed, Root said. - What are your plans for today?
- Strange question, - without ceasing to be wrung out, muttered Sameen. - Our plans are scheduled for the week ahead. Shower, sex, breakfast, sex, procedures, sex, group sex, sex, lunch, sex, outdoor games, sex, dinner, sex, shower, sex, and finally sleep with two breaks for sex.
- Sam, admit, finally, that you simply like to have sex with me, - with a disarming smile that Greenland melted all the ice, the hacker said.
- A man who does not like having sex with you, Root, I let make one dumb shot to me, - a little out of breath, muttered Shaw. - Or even two. Or as much as necessary. Absolutely nothing without risking. Because the only person who do not like having sex with you is centenary blind, deaf and paralyzed lady Catholic religion, which does not fall into me, even if I'm going to sit at the foot of her wheelchair and put in charge of the trunk of her Smith & Wesson to my forehead. Root, sit down, please, on my back. Wanted increase the load.
- Actually, I would prefer a position below, but if you insist ... - slightly disappointed handed Root, got off the bed and lay down on the back of Shaw.
- Lord, Root, what are you skinny, - dissatisfied puffs Shaw. - I did not make yoga. I do exercise on the development of endurance. The next time I shall ask Fusco.
- Honey, I know a very effective exercise in development of endurance, - flirtatious tone said Root. - Let me know when I can move into position from the bottom, and I'll teach you.
- Getting started, - stopping finally wrung out, panted Shaw.
Brilliantly performed the first two points of the plan, the two former assassin went to the cafe.
- Good morning everyone, - sitting at the table, politely greeted by Root and colleagues. Shaw nodded and sat down next to her.
- How are you feeling, Miss Groves? - Scrutinizing the contents of his plate, restrained Finch asked.
- Thank you, Harry, it is excellent, - imposing seafood salad, Root said.
- Yesterday you and Miss Shaw missed a session of group therapy, - with a mild reproach said Finch.
Fusco grunted and opened his mouth, but his eyes met Shaw, with rapping closed it again.
Male primary asset chewed his sandwich and, wanting to steer the conversation in a less dangerous channel, said:
- Fusco and I reached in the quarterfinals by beach volleyball. Come cheer for us after dinner.
- You'll laugh, Reese, but Root and I went to the quarterfinal too and we invite you to cheer for us.
- So, Glasses will the only fan. I hope we do not have to play against each other. Although ... it would be nice to kick ass of cocoa puffs and firecrackers, even if only on the volleyball court, - hemmed Fusco.
- In your wet dreams, detective - Shaw grinned grimly.
- The challenge is accepted, the fireworks.
- I'm sure we will meet only in the final. Other players in this class, like John and Shaw, aren't within a radius of thousands of miles, - Root said calmly.
- Actually, this class of players is not even in the big leagues, but an innate modesty has always prevented me about this state, - John chuckled.
After breakfast Root and Shaw went to the mud baths.
Sameen examined procedural and did not find any direct and obvious threats, but she really did not like the therapist looked at Root, and she decided this time not to beat a punching bag in the gym, and stay on the session.
And, as it turned out, not in vain.
Under the guise of health care massage therapist shamelessly paw Root for various intim parts, or, at least, so it seemed to Shaw.
She never has been famous for patience, and when he once again dissolved, she thought hands, very quiet and very impressive uttered a few words in Farsi.
At first therapist blushed, then turned pale, then turned green and came out of the treatment room without making a sound.
Sameen smugly grinned and, scooping up a handful of curative mud, with evident pleasure, smeared it on the back of Root.
- What did you say to him? - inquired the hacker.
- That he can relax a bit, and I will finish his work myself, - said Shaw without batting an eye.
- So he three times changed his color for five seconds, like a chameleon?
- How do I know his pedigree? - Shaw snorted.
- Sam, admit it, you are jealous of me! - Triumphantly exclaimed Root.
- In your opinion I look like Othello? Anyway, shut up and have fun! - Shaw scooped up a new batch of mud and began to vigorously rub it into the skin of the attacker.
- If I remember correctly, according to the schedule we have to have sex, but, frankly, I do not think I look too sexy under a layer of mud. And the smell! - With a short laugh said Root wrinkled her perfect nose.
- There's a hose. If you do not mind, I'll wash you under the jet, - Shaw suggested. - And then I fuck you on the couch, just like you wanted.
- And if the therapist will come back?
- I do not think so. Probably he already collecting bags and today leaves the resort by evening horse.
- You are the most fearsome person in the world, Sam, After me, of couse, - Root laughed and held dirty hand over Shaw’s cheek. - And this is the reason of my love for you.
- My name is Margaret Stone. I see we have two new patients - a psychotherapist, a pleasant young woman, looked at Shaw. - Introduce yourself and share with us your problems.
- Actually, I just accompany this lady - a nod in the direction of Root, said Shaw. - And personally I have no problems. Problems are usually those who are trying to get me.
- Do not you think that you are too aggressive for your compact dimensions? - Therapist smiled.
- Do not you think that you are too incompetent to your work? - Root asked coldly. - I worked as a psychotherapist for some time. And with all responsibility declare that for such questions psychotherapists deprived license. Do you want? Then you move in the right direction. I still have some contacts, and I am pleased to contribute to you by your desire.
- Excuse me, miss? .. - Stuttering, murmured Miss Stone.
- Miss Groves.
- I'm sorry, Miss Groves. Let's forget about this incident. I promise that nothing like this will not happen again.
- Of course. We forget about this incident. But, as you know, neither I nor Miss Shaw your services do not need, and you will give us a written certificate confirming this fact.
- Yes, of course, Miss Groves.
- Saved on group therapy sessions, we could spend a great benefit to our bedroom, - came out of the therapist's office, Root grinned.
- Sure. But first lunch.
- Sam, listen to me carefully, because I will not repeat. According to the schedule we have sex after the Group, then lunch, then sex again, and then beach volleyball. Because instead of the Group we will have sex, but now we have two sex row, and then dinner.
- Logically, dammit. Well, then went to the room, although on the steak, I would not have refused.
Not missing a single point plan after dinner and sex Root and Shaw headed to the beach.
Their opponents were two sporty young people in this time .
But now Root was feeling much better and played although not on a par with Shaw, but still very good.
The first set ended with a slight advantage Jester team. In the second guys won. In the third top girls won again.
Sameen really wanted to meet in the final with the male half of the team Machines and kick ass Dark knight and his faithful squire. Therefore, in the fourth set it out on the ground with the intention to win or die.
Less than a minute before the end of the last set Root introduced the ball into play.
Sameen took off almost above the net and hit the block guys hammering the winning goal in the area behind them.
She saw Fusco and Riza, who has reached the semi-finals and are now enjoying a cold beer while sitting under a beach umbrella on the bench next to Finch, and shouts:
- Purchase more handkerchiefs! Because you will weep like children, when I shall sway you in the final!