I lied, I said that I'll be posting on Wednesdays and here I am already, several hours ahead. Can't blame me if I got a little excited. Tee Hee.

You guys cracked me up with your Ewwws when Tanya's name came up. It only made me want to write her more. I am sure that you guys will find her irresistible by the time this story is over.

Bella? What about her? Ohhh yeah, she's going to make her appearance soon.

Just a quick thanks to four wonderful peeps. SK, EE, Wendy Stalker Sis and Jellybean.

FYI, I finished writing chapter 13 last night and I still find myself giggling after the fact. This story just took a life of its own and I am excited to share this next chapter with y'all. Thanks for all the kind comments. Keep 'em coming.


Chapter 4: Irrepressible

EPOV:

Travelling when one has restrictions could prove challenging. I had always made it a point to arrive at the airport early so I could psyche myself with the part that I would be losing control of my situation even for a little bit. No, not fear of flying, not even air sickness but the fear of losing control. It had been my deepest fear ever since a certain woman left my life.

Since then, I made sure that I have some amount of control, if not full control, in any given situation that I might find myself in. So, my first order of business with every trip was to get a seat in the first class section. That location would enable me to get my wheelchair at the end of the walkway and board ahead of time. I would then transfer myself to an aisle chair which would fit the narrow passage within the plane. This was the very thing that drove me nuts. Being in a foreign chair and pushed by someone I didn't know. Yup! Call it crazy, but the mere thought scared the shit out of me.

"Hun, is everything okay? You've been awfully quiet since we got here," Tanya touched my arm lightly pulling me out of my internal chatter.

"Yes, I'm fine." I answered in a clipped tone. I wouldn't be able to relax until this trip was over; When I was on even ground and safely back in the comfort of my chair.

Tanya knew better, she respected my silence and my space. She was great like that and I appreciated her understanding. She stayed close to me, but didn't hover while I was taken to my seat. She slid into her window seat and waited until I was seated before showing any signs of concern.

"Ed? You want a drink? I can order a martini for you once everyone is settled." Tanya's voice was gentle and laced with kindness. What more could a guy ask for? Did I mention that her body was a knock out? She was curvaceous without being paper thin. Her tweedledee and tweedledum were the right size, perky and firm, not too big but definitely fit nicely in my hands, and my hands were pretty big.

"Yes please." I said quietly as I closed my eyes and forced a wave of calm within me. I started the AumChantin my head, willing myself to relax, to find peace from within. The plane had taken off and was at cruising altitude already before Tanya spoke to me.

"Here you go Hun. Do you need anything else?" She handed the martini to me before she took a sip of her of own OJ.

"I'm fine…thanks." Somehow, my hand landed on her knee. They were peeking from her skirt and her milky skin was inviting me, calling me. I loved the Aum chant, really. It not only relaxed me, but activated my lust receptors too. I squeezed her right knee before I managed to slide my hand further up her skirt.

Tanya turned to me with a naughty smile. She had the look that that encouraged me to glide my hand furthermore. She took the blanket provided to us and covered our bodies with it. I smiled at her quick thinking. We didn't do a lot of kissing in our 'relationship'. We kept it mostly on the fuck partner level, friends with benefits, although I could see glimpses of her wanting more from our relationship.

My hand moved up her thighs slowly until they reached the summit, her summit. She was warm. She felt ready and she looked it. One look at her face told me that she wanted this as much as I did. I looked over to my left side to see if anyone was paying attention to us. The coast was clear and I summoned my fingers to curl inside her panties as they sought her opening. She moaned a little when I rubbed her little bud.

Damn, there goes Big Willy. Kitten noises always made him go berserk. I adjusted myself in my seat as I leaned closer to her.

"Tanya, I know it's hard, but no sound please. Let's make this as silent as we can. We don't need an audience," I whispered in her ear and she nodded once. I knew she was waiting and that was the fun part, knowing that she desired me as much as I wanted her.

I proceeded with my manual labor, the more I pushed in and out, the more juice she produced. She hoisted her leg on my top of my legs to grant me full access. The good 'ol blanket' was our savior. I never thought that I would be bold enough to do something like this in public. Well, technically, we were not exposed, but there were people all around us making it even more erotic, taboo even.

I pumped my fingers into her warm and wet walls before she let out another little moan. I covered her mouth with my free hand and kept pounding until I felt her muscles tightened around my fingers. She quivered, quaked and squirmed before I felt her relaxing. Her face was glowing like the Aurora Borealis.

Score!

Sweet Jesus! The woman worked fast. One minute she was orgasmic, mewling and glowing; then the next thing I knew, she moved at vampire speed and was sucking on Willy like a child deprived of a lollipop. Her body was hidden inside the blanket as she worked on giving Willy some love. Somehow Tanya knew how and when I reached my peak. I kept peeking under the blanket, watching her head as it bobbed up and down, forward and backward. I also managed to keep vigil on any peepers looking our way. So far so good.

Her head came out from under the blanket after about 10 minutes. Her lips looked like they were newly infused with Botox, all plump and juicy. She looked satisfied and I felt myself relax. Big Willy and I were satisfied and proud with our day's accomplishment.

You are now a proud member of the Mile high club. I grinned to myself. The flight was only a few hours and we shared a comfortable silence all the way to LA. She curled her legs underneath her while she read a book, her back rested on my shoulder. I re-read the presentation notes that Jonesy sent me several times, making sure that I wouldn't forget anything.

"Good afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen. We are now 15 minutes away from Los Angeles International Airport. Please put your tray back and pull your seat to an upright position. Please buckle your seatbelts and we should be landing soon. Thank you for flying with Delta Air." Then the voice from the cockpit went off air.

After everyone had deplaned, the same chair appeared in front of me and I heaved myself onto it while Tanya took our stuff from the overhead bin. She handed me my laptop bag before I was whisked off to the exit door where my wheelchair was waiting for me. I felt a sudden burst of energy as soon as I transferred myself to my chair. It felt like home, comforting me and alleviating my anxiety.

Tanya and I walked side by side as we made our way to the baggage claim area. I positioned my chair close to the moving conveyor and waited for the signal that the bags were on their way. Tanya's bag came out first and I handed it to her while mine followed a few minutes later. I placed my little overnight bag on my lap and we proceeded to the car rental kiosk down the hall.

I had learned to pack light for trips like this so I can put the little carry-on on my lap without having to ask anyone for help. Independence was very important to me. It empowered me and it got me through my tough times.

"Hun? Do you want me to drive?" Tanya asked me when the valet drove up with our rental. I shook my head and went around to the driver's side while Tanya efficiently took care of loading our stuff in the back compartment.

"So, we have the afternoon and night to ourselves. What do you feel like doing?" I asked Tanya when we were quietly lounging in our bedroom at the Chic Boutique hotel in the Westwood area of LA. Chic Boutique? The name made me want to twirl and break out in a song. I laughed to myself while Tanya freshened up in the bathroom.

"I am good with anything you feel like doing," Tanya said, always the giver…I didn't want her to be like that. I wanted her to tell me what she wanted, what she preferred and how she wanted it.

"C'mon, really, anything you want to do or visit?" I coaxed her some more, hoping that for once, she would tell me what she liked.

"Really Edward, I am fine with whatever you like," Tanya responded and I gritted my teeth in frustration but I didn't show it. She had been a good partner to me. I couldn't ask for anything more.

"Okay, how about we just drive around Beverly Hills and along Melrose Avenue and see where it will lead us?" Tanya nodded in agreement. A smile broke out, seeming relieved that I made the call.

We drove for over an hour; looking, enjoying and soaking in the sights. This was my third time in the city and I was vaguely familiar with the famous landmarks. "Hey, do you want to see the Walk of Fame?" I suddenly asked when we turned onto Hollywood Boulevard.

Tanya thought for a moment before answering. She was looking at the throngs of people walking and milling about. I could already guess what she was thinking.

"No, maybe next time." She answered decisively. I knew she based her answer on the big crowd and she knew that I would have a tough time navigating through the maze of pedestrians in the immediate area.

I didn't push the issue and continued driving with that thought in my mind. She was passionate and thoughtful, a borderline saint. How could I not want her with me for the long haul? A thought started creeping in my mind and I pushed it violently back into the hidden recesses of my brain. No, she was long forgotten and buried away inside a chest full of frustrations, disappointment and…longing?

"Hungry?"

"Famished actually." Tanya smiled shyly seeming as if she just admitted to committing murder.

"Good, so am I. I know this famous restaurant that specializes in food cooked in garlic. That is if you don't mind stinking for the rest of the night." I grinned at her.

"Not at all, you and I will stink together. Sounds like a great place to me." She giggled.

"Off to the Stinking Rose we go." I took the next turn which was La Cienega. After a few minutes, we arrived at the restaurant and waited to be seated. The place was bustling and we waited for over 25 minutes before we were seated in a corner booth where my chair wouldn't be a hazard to anyone. I ordered a Martini for myself when Tanya offered to be the designated driver.

I placed our order knowing Tanya would go along with anything that I wanted. I wasn't really sure I liked that part but it was not going to argue with her about it tonight. I ordered ala carte so we could sample several dishes at the same time. We were feasting on the Bagna Calda when I looked over my shoulder and I froze in place.

"Edward, what is it? Are you okay?" Tanya asked as she started rubbing my back. "You look like you just saw a ghost Hun."

"Oh it's nothing, I think I forgot to read a topic that Jonesie wanted me to discuss at the convention." I fibbed, and took another look over my shoulder to see if my eyes were just playing tricks on me. The woman I thought I recognized, even after all this time, wasn't there anymore. I took another glance of the whole place, as far as my eyes could reach, but the woman was nowhere in sight.

What are the chances that she would be here in LA? I asked myself. Big, fat chance…my inner voice answered for me.

I was pretty much reduced to a grunt and nodding type of company after that sighting. I felt bad for Tanya who tried to pick up my slack but I couldn't shake the gloom, the resentment and….anger that I thought was not possible anymore, after all these years.

We drove back to the hotel in utter silence. Tanya didn't ask me for the 5th time if I was okay. I swore I would scream if she asked me one more time. She seemed to know this and just held my hand while she drove the car one-handed back to our hotel.

After Tanya and I soaked in the tub for almost an hour, I was able to rationalize to myself that I shouldn't be acting in an immature way anymore. I had gotten over her and I wouldn't let anything destroy my resolve. For all I knew, it may not even be herthat I saw.

It was the happy ending that I was looking forward to and desperately needed as soon as we showered and dried ourselves off. Tanya was waiting for me on the bed by the time I was done changing into my pajama bottom. She brushed her hair away from her face and her beautiful body was seductively posing for me.

"Oh Christ," I groaned and smacked my head, after wrestling with the pants for several minutes; I'd have to wriggle out of them again.

"Come to Momma, Big Boy." Tanya beckoned me with her index finger playfully. I scooted to the edge of my chair and positioned my legs so I could move from my wheelchair to the bed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming…just a little slow here." I grunted as I pivoted my rear onto the bed.

Tanya did not even allow me situate myself on the bed before she attacked me. She quickly took care of getting rid of my pajama bottom and threw them across the room, with a wicked smile on her face.

After almost an hour, we lay on the bed sweating, panting and exhausted. Big Willy was a happy camper again. I have a feeling that I may have fallen asleep with a stupid grin on my face.

The convention was scheduled from nine o'clock in the morning to five o'clock in the afternoon. We decided that Tanya would drop me off and pick me up around the time the assembly was scheduled to be over.

In my crisp dark gray suit, I delivered my presentation to a group of maybe 300 people, mostly, in the line of rehabilitative medicine. A mix of Doctors and therapists were on hand to listen and tackle various topics related to improved health and functional performance. I breezed through my 20 minute presentation with a Question and Answer period following for another 10 minutes.

This was the general pattern for all scheduled speakers. It was amazing really how many people were using wheelchairs and other walking aids throughout the presentations. Many people, after undergoing a life altering experience, would find themselves immersed in any activities that would benefit other people with the same situations.

We had an hour break for lunch and I met up with Jeffrey who attended with a few of his colleagues. We found a little restaurant next to the convention center where we talked shop; mostly about new and intriguing cases that we have encountered lately. We broke our little party just in time for the afternoon program.

The rest of the afternoon passed quicker than I wanted it to. There were some interesting topics that came up and I would have loved to find out more about them. I wheeled myself to one of the booth's and took some pamphlets and reading materials that I would take back to Seattle with me.

I propelled my wheelchair toward the entrance where Tanya had dropped me off earlier. I was on time, but she wasn't around yet. Blame it on LA traffic. I knew that Tanya would have been here earlier if she had a choice in the matter. I wheeled next to the Valet stall and started reading the pamphlet that I had just obtained.

Out of the corner of my eye, a familiar figure emerged from the glass doors. I sat there dumbfounded, my mouth gaped open and the paper suspended in between my fingers mid-air. It was too late by time I gathered my wits. She saw me and she stopped dead in her tracks. A look of despair flashed across her face before it was replaced by a mask of arrogance.

"Edward…." Bella started to say but stopped abruptly when Tanya called out my name. She had parked in front, got out and came around the car to get me.

"I'm so sorry for being late Hun, the traffic here is horrendous. I got stuck on the 110 freeway for over 30 minutes." Tanya babbled on and on as she bent down to kiss me.

"It's okay Tanya…" I answered absentmindedly, my gaze still directed at Bella. She didn't move but stayed glued to the spot, her face contorted into an expression I couldn't figure out the meaning.

"Shall we go?" Tanya asked. I finally looked up to her and nodded. I wheeled myself to the driver side and swung myself in while I took my chair and shoved it in the back as fast as I could.

I stepped on the gas control as hard as I could and the car responded with the screeching of its tires to take us away from the damn place, away from the last person I ever expected and wanted to see.


A/N: Bella...finally huh? Well, more good stuff are coming your way. Thanks for reading. Now get to commenting. Make me smile! Pleaseeeeeeeeee!