Elizabeth - July 12, 1947

While in the lobby speaking with the receptionist, I happened to peek out the door and when I did I saw the car of Whitney's driver pull up. Very excited that she was here, I quickly rushed out the hotel door to greet her.

"Whitney! It's so lovely to see you again!" I told her as she got out of the car and her driver began to began to pull away.

Surprised by my excitement she told, "It's nice to see you again too Elizabeth."

She didn't seem that thrilled when she said that to me, but I didn't think that she wasn't excited to see me otherwise she wouldn't be here. Something else was bothering her and I would like to know what it was.

"Is everything alright Whitney?" I asked her as we began to walk inside.

"I just had a tough day that's all."

"What happened?"

"I rather not discuss it now?"

"But why not? What's bothering you?" I asked her as we began to walk up the stairs to the bar area.

As we sat down on the stools, I noticed that she began to cry.

"Whitney, why don't we go up to my suite. I don't want the other guests to see you like this."

She nodded in agreement and with that we took the elevator up to my suite. When we walked in I noticed that Whitney began to stare at the living room part of my suite.

"This room's gorgeous." She told me still crying little.

"You think this is pretty! wait until you see the bedroom!"

We walked up the small staircase leading into my bedroom.

"Wow, your bed is quite large," she said beginning to smile a little . "Do you have anyone special you are sharing it with?"

"Not yet," I lied. "And yes, it is quite big."

I do share my bed with men, but not in the way she thinks. The only person that I want to share my bed with was her, which I obviously couldn't tell her now could I?

I walked to my dresser drawer to get a pack of cigarettes. I took one out and lit it.

"Do you want a cigarette?" I asked.

"No, thank you, I don't smoke." She responded.

"Ok, now sit down, and tell what's bothering you honey." I told her as gestured for her to sit down on my bed which I did as well.

"Well, I don't know if you remember ever since I was young I always wanted to start a career in science. Well, I did and I discovered a substance that is stronger than atomic energy itself. I can't go on with my studies on it because the Council of Nine, a group of elite businessmen won't let wouldn't let me proceed with it any further and they rather focus on Cal's senate Campaign. They are going to clear up Cal's lab where, the substance, zero matter is being held, by tomorrow." She cried.

"So, then why are you crying about it, sweetheart? Go to that lab and get that substance!"

"I'm going to, but I have to wait until after the lab closes to do that."

"There we go problem solved!" I told her. "Now, why are you still crying?"

"Because it's not fair that I have to focus on my husband's campaign and help draw attention to voters with my fame, and my looks! I want do and accomplish what I want!" She raised her voice while as she was still crying.

"Then do so, sweetheart. Don't let anyone control you! You're so smart and you have a lot to give to in the world. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

"The problem is I am a woman and people only look at what's on the outside and not what's on the inside!"

"Well, that's not right!" I shouted. "No matter what gender, race, or religion somebody is they shouldn't give up fighting for their equality! You're not going to give up Whitney! Do you hear me?"

"Yes," she said nodding her head as her tears began to cease. A smile now came across her face. "Thank you!"

And with that, I put my cigarette out on the ash tray on my night stand and without realizing what came over me I leaned in and began to kiss Whitney. After we finished our kiss she gave me a very strange look. So I said, "Whitney, I'm really sorry, I don't know what_."

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry, but we can't see each other anymore." She said as she got up from the bed headed towards the door.

"Wait, let me explain." I said as she paused by the door.

"There is no explaining to be done!" Exclaimed Whitney. "If the press or anyone found out about this, especially if Calvin, this can ruin his senate campaign!"

"Nobody will know because we won't tell them." I assured her.

"But, word travels fast, for all I know the press could have followed me in here. As a matter of fact, they could be right out this door right now!"

"You're acting paranoid!"

"Not only that, My acting career will get ruined, and Cal will really not become senator!" She said raising her voice her as she began to walk towards the bed.

It was really shocking to me that Whitney cared more about her husband's needs then her own after I just got done telling her to fight for what she really wants. Did this kiss change her mind or was she saying this because she really felt this way?

"Whitney, honey, don't worry about that. Just worry about what is happening here and now and with us." I told her.

"There is no us Elizabeth!" She said as she sat back down on the bed.

"Honey, you can't fool me, I know you felt the same way about that kiss like I did. You are just too scared to admit it." I told her.

I saw now that Whitney had this type of look on her face as if she were to say that I was right and she didn't want to admit it. What she did next definitely proved to me that she knew I was right and that her emotions ended up getting the best of her. Whitney then leaned towards me and reached my lips in order for us to kiss again. After this happened, the two of us began to grab each other and fall on top of each other on the bed. I reached for the buttons of her dress and I began to undo them. She then pulled my dress over my head and flung it on the floor as I did with hers. Doing this, we both kicked off our heels in the process. She wasn't wearing a girdle or anything like that, but she did have pantyhose on which I rolled down and pulled off her legs. However, it was more difficult for her because she had to undo my garters, slip off my stockings, and slide off my girdle.

Then I began to reach for Whitney's bra and undid it. She did the same for me and also took off all my jewelry. I noticed that she was wearing jewlery herself, but I didn't dare take any of it off her because it looked absolutely stunning her. Especially her pearl necklace. Finally, we both slid off each other's panties and I rolled over to be on top of her. I then began to spread kisses along her breasts. She let out a faint moan. She then began to kiss her way up my neck and to my mouth. I didn't even dare go down to her privates and do all the dirty things I do to men, I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable and force her to do something she didn't want to do. We kept on kissing and touching until we got tired and I hurled myself off Whitney and pulled down the bed sheets and before I knew it the two of us fell into a deep sleep.

July 13, 1947

I woke up hours later to hear Whitney mumbling in her sleep. I wonder if she does this often and I wonder if she knows she's doing it too. I looked up at the clock above my dresser, it was almost 4:00 in the moring and there would hardly be men out now, with the exception of those lonely men who I usually see if and when I go to bars at this hour. Also, I haven't had anything since last night, so I was very hungry. I then began to shake Whitney by the shoulders.

"Whitney, Whitney wake up , it's almost 4:00!" I said as loud as I can, so that way she would wake up.

"What, what, what?" She asked as she began to open her eyes.

She then sat up and looked at the clock to confirm what I told her.

"Oh my god! I got to get to the lab get the zero matter before the council sends its men to wipe it out" She said jumping from the bed.

"Do you want me to call your driver?" I asked her as I got up and picked up my clothes to put them back on.

"No thank you, that wouldn't be necessary. I'll just take a cab home so I can take one of Cal's cars to drive the lab." She told me as began to pick up her clothes from the floor and began to put them back on her. She then walked over to my dresser mirror to fix up her hair.

"Do you want me to drive you?" I asked her. I really didn't want my time with Whitney to end. I had way too much fun tonight and I wonder If she did too.

"As long as it isn't a big trouble to you." She answered.

"Not at all!" I reassured her.

Once all of our clothes were back on, we then made our way to the elevator and rode it down to the lobby and walked out the hotel doors to my car. We both got in the car and I asked Whitney where she lived and I began to drive.