| Eternal Love |
| "Give me the folder now!" Flavia demanded of the much older woman. The woman smiled cynically. "In your dreams little girl" she laughed in her face. Flavia felt her training kicking in. Someone came up behind her which she easily disarmed. She took the butt of the gun and knocked the woman over the side of the head and grabbed the folder. She grunted in pain as the steak knife in the woman's hand slid easily into her leg. Guards were going to be on her in seconds as well as security. She had to move...and fast. She ran through the balcony near the bannister so she could survey the layout as well as any motion downstairs as she ran. She slid down the bannister railing along the stairs and was out the door in minutes. She slid into the waiting car smoothly file intact handing it to Nikita. "Very good. Where's the tape?" she asked. "The tape? What tape?" Flavia yelled. Nikita smiled her eyes boring into Michael's green ones as they communicated silently. Michael sighed, "There was a seconary objective on your panel. You didn't check it?" Flavia narrowed her eyes, "You wanted me to what while I was trying to get out of there alive?" "This is the easiest mission you will ever go on Flavia" Nikita told her. "What?" she all but screeched. "Here" Nikita said handing her a bandage to control the bleeding on her leg. "The tape was a special translation program which is the only copy out there to translate the documents properly electronically." Nikita explained. "Someone's going to get a lot of practice translating documents." "What language are they in?" she squeaked. Michael gave a half-smile. "Frances" he replied. Flavia groaned as the two trainers smiled at each other. ***************** Later that Night ****************** "Mmmmmmmmmm....Michael" Nikita sighed as he pushed her back against a wall in his apartment tasting the sweet nectar that came from her lips alone for a few sweet moments. He knew she would put a stop to it momentarily. Seconds later he was pushed away and pushed backwards. "I won the bet remember Michel?" she asked slyly grinning. "Oui" Michael replied walking towards her again trying to capture her lips but she moved too fast. "Uh uh uh uh" she reprimanded him as her hand went down to squeeze his penis. I won the bet...that means I get to do all the touching for a whole week." Michael smiled, "Oui but..." "Nope there were noooo buts in there Michael. Except for yours" she said as she squeezed his ass pushing him closer and closer to the bedroom. His hands moved up and down her arms slowly caressing every inch of them before she had him in the bedroom. They both tumbled onto the bed as Nikita pushed him backwards teasing his lips with hers. A bet is a bet...pay up! she laughed softly. |
| Part 20 |
| To Be Continued... |