It was a couple hours before midnight when I received the phone call. The soft tinkling of my cell aroused me slowly from slumber, and at the sight of the name on the caller I.D. I immediately became fully awake and focused. Taking a moment to lightly remove the arms snaked around my naked torso, I got up from the bed, grabbing the cell phone on my way to the bathroom.

"Yes?"I answered.

"I need bodies ready by tomorrow night," my boss' voice crackled through the speaker.

"How many?"

"Three total; one male, two females. I'll have Roan meet you at the usual spot."

"Understood." After ending the call, I headed back out to the bedroom, and was surprised to see Allen wide awake.

"Your job calling again?" he asked, untangling himself from the cotton sheets of the bedspread. I took a moment to admire the smooth, pale skin of his athletic form before leaning into his forthcoming embrace.

"Yep," I sighed, shivering in pleasure as his hands rubbed small, tantalizing circles in my lower back. "I have to head out soon."

He sighed in disappointment. "And here I was thinking I had enough time to ravish you senseless."

"Well," I started, running my fingers through his unusual silvery white stands before tracing the lightning shaped scar adorning the left side of his face, "I still have to take a shower." After planting a light kiss on his lips, I maneuvered out of his grasp and began walking back towards the bathroom. I didn't even have to turn around to see him following behind me.

Allen grabbed my hand that had just finished turning the water spigots and spun me around slowly, allowing his hand to trail lightly up my arm, up the curve of my neck and finally resting on my face. We kissed, languidly and unhurried at first. As it became more intense I snaked my arms up his upper body before settling them around his neck. He pulled me flush against him, his arousal pressed insistently against my stomach, and we broke off long enough to step into the tub and close the shower curtain behind us.

An hour and a half later saw me at the club where I was to meet Tyki's alias, Roan. The club was called the Snake Pit. It fit the description of the usual popular hole in the wall frequented by the right kind of people that my partner and I chose to target.

"Yo, Road," he greeted, giving the black halter top and mini skirt combo a once over before nodding in approval.

"Yo, Tyki."

"I got a couple of rooms over at the Hilton." He removed a pair of room keys out of his back pocket, tossing one to me and re-pocketing the other. "They aren't presidential suite, but they will get the job done."

I raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And where do you expect me to keep it all night?" I picked at the flimsy, pocket-less fabric of my outfit. "I'm pretty sure I'll look kind of weird carrying around something so obvious."

"It's your problem now," he called out to me, already halfway towards the entrance of the club.

"Idiot," I mumbled before sliding the card into the waistband of my underwear and silently hoping that it wouldn't fall out.

We made sure to enter it separately so no one would assume that we were together. Upholding the image of 'single and willing' was very important for the job to be completed successfully and thoroughly, and tonight needed to go one hundred percent smoothly if we were to meet our quota for the month.

The music pulsed rhythmically in the background, and I watched with mild interest the many sweaty, grinding bodies that littered the dance floor. I took a small sip of the gin and tonic I had been nursing for the past half hour and cast a quick glance in Tyki's direction.

Tonight he chose a laid back style of dress, with black denim jeans and a tight fitting, short-sleeved white t-shirt that showed off his nicely toned upper body. He seemed to be doing a fine job luring in his prey for the evening, if the multiple women surrounding him were any indication. I figured it was about time that I stepped up my game a little.

After downing the remainder of my drink, I moved towards the dancing mass of people in the club and began my search. Eventually, I found a suitable candidate. He was very handsome in a rugged way, with a lightly bronzed skin tone and shocking emerald orbs dazed over with lust. About 5'9 with a noticeably athletic physique, he was currently mesmerized by a woman that was dancing erotically against him, but once we made eye contact, his attention was immediately diverted.

I summoned him, both with the unique power of my mind and the sensual slide of my fingers in a 'come hither' motion, and he moved as quickly and smoothly as he could through the ever-shifting throng of people that stood between us.

"And who do I have the pleasure of meeting tonight?" I asked seductively, wrapping my arms around his neck as he returned my embrace around the part of my body that wasn't covered by the burgundy tube top and matching skirt that I wore.

"My friends call me Jeff, but with as good as you look tonight you can call me anything you like," he answered, grinning roguishly.

"My, my. This one has a sense of humor," I laughed lightly. "Maybe we can have some real fun in a place a little less crowded."

"You name the time and place and I'm there."

An hour later showed us back at the hotel room that I had rented for the night, Jeff lying in unnatural repose on top of the king sized bed as I prepared to head to Tyki's room and deal with his catches of the night. "Jeff," I called out to him sternly, and he immediately awakened. The blank stare he directed at me was enough assurance that I had him completely under my control. "Follow me."

Tyki was exiting his room just as the elevator doors opened up to his floor.

"By the smug look on your face, I take it the three of you enjoyed yourselves," I said sarcastically as he stepped aside to allow me passage into his room.

"They're both passed out. You might not even be needed," he replied cheekily, ruffling the short tresses of my hair in a way he knew got my blood boiling with anger. I smacked his hand away and he raised an eyebrow in mild amusement, and I couldn't help the grin that slid onto my face.

I tended to the red headed woman on the far left of the bed first. Since the mind control technique I possessed was a lengthy process, and required physical and visual contact, I straddled the woman's hips and leaned in as close as I could manage without losing the ability to maintain eye contact. She succumbed to my will a lot quicker and easier than usual once she awakened, probably due to the amount of alcohol she consumed at the club prior to coming here.

The brunette was a bit more of a challenge. Her mind was a lot clearer once I entered her consciousness, and she actually struggled against the grasp I had on her mind as well as her body, but she eventually gave in. They always did.

"Get up, the both of you, and put some clothes on," I commanded, and they complied silently.

During the time I spent on the women, Tyki made a phone call to have transportation come and pick up our catches. "Pick-up is out front," he stated after I herded the 'recruits' out the door. "Are you going back to the Den once we leave here?"

I shuddered at the thought of returning to the building where many others involved in our operation stationed themselves, and shook my head in the negative. "I think I'll head back home."

"Suit yourself," he shrugged, and pressed the button to call the elevator. Once we all made it outside and the recruits were ushered into the black Suburban, Tyki and I split ways, him towards his Camaro and me to my beloved Saturn Sky.