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Chapter 4 – One Ray the Less
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
"We wasted a sunny day at the mall - lost a day on the beach - and wake up to this?" Shego groused as 'Shelly' sat at the breakfast buffet with 'Kate' and stared out at the slate gray sky.
"There's got to be something to do," 'Kay' chirped optimistically. "Somebody wrote something about 'improving each shining hour'."
"Somebody wrote something? Is that what you got from the college education your parents paid for? What's next, 'When life gives you lemons…'?"
"Okay, what do you plan to do then?"
"Read in my room and sulk."
"More likely sneak off and steal something." "Come on, there has got to be something better for us to do than that."
"Us?"
"I am making it my sacred duty to make you happy today. Were there any other movies you wanted to see at the multiplex?"
"I didn't come down here to spend my time at the movie theater."
"Video games? There's some kind of arcade by the lobby bar."
"That's where mommy and daddy send the junior set while they're in the bar drinking too much."
'Kate' assumed a solemn air, "Sorry, I didn't realize you were too old to have fun."
"I am not too old to have fun."
"I'll ask the waiter to get you a Geritol and prune juice cocktail."
"Will you shut up if we go to the arcade?"
"Absolutely," Kim promised.
It had seemed like a good idea at the time. But they ended up as the two oldest people in the arcade room. And after two boys, aged thirteen and fourteen, beat them badly at foosball the women took what little dignity they had left to the bar farthest from the one in the lobby. There Kim tried to drown her sorrow in a hard lemonade while Shego ordered a mimosa. This bar had five pool tables along one side, and after ascertaining children were not allowed the two women asked for the balls and cues and played eight-ball.
Gentle showers fell on and off all day as the women stayed at the table, shooting pool. With the addition of some pretzels the two women basically drank their way through lunch. Kim alternated between the hard cider and hard lemonade. While the two consumed the same amount of alcohol Shego had a higher tolerance. Kim won most of the early games, but as the day progressed 'Shelly' won most of the games.
"We should make this more interesting," Shego suggested in mid-afternoon. "Want to play strip eight-ball?"
"You just want to see me naked."
"What's your point?"
"How about, whoever loses the next game has to pay for dinner?"
"We're at an all-inclusive. The meals are part of the deal."
Kim giggled, "Okay, loser has to pay for dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow morning."
"You're on," 'Shelly' laughed.
They surrendered the pool equipment for an early dinner. 'Kate' agreed to a before-dinner cocktail.
"How far is Kim willing to go with this stupid charade?" Shego wondered as the giggling young woman threw pieces of popcorn in the air and caught them in her mouth. Or rather, tried to catch them with her mouth. Half the popcorn fell on Kim, Shego, or the floor, and the waitress in the bar gave Kim the evil eye.
Shego stared at Kim. Even when Shego got lucky she never had someone as cute as Kim spending time with her. A thought that would have seemed incredible even a day before suddenly went through her mind. "Can I get her in the sack?" At the moment it didn't matter to the green woman if Kim was any good in bed or not. Just the bragging rights for having bagged Kim when villains got together could make it worthwhile.
After dinner the two moved to the lobby bar. Kim ordered a soda, "I've had a lot more than I usually drink today."
The two made small talk about the news for awhile, then 'Shelly' suggested, "You know, if we're just going to talk with each other we could go up to one of our rooms and avoid the background noise. Your Jacuzzi or mine?"
"Together?"
"No, you get in yours. I'll get in mine. We'll open the doors between our rooms and scream back and forth at each other... Of course I mean together. I've got a bottle of champagne in my room fridge. Do you want to share that?"
"I'm not great at champagne. I don't mind asti, but you probably have brut."
"Asti?" 'Shelly' snorted, "might as well drink ginger ale."
"And what's wrong with ginger ale?" Kim giggled in mock outrage. "Some of my best friends is ginger ale… are ginger ale… I never met a ginger ale I didn't—"
"I will attempt to add sophistication to your palate," Shego told her. "This is a good bottle, and while I'm willing to drink more than half I want you to try some. Sip it slowly and try to appreciate the drier taste."
"Dry taste," Kim giggled. "Can I have a glass of air?"
Kim went to her room to put on a bathing suit while Shego went to hers to fill the Jacuzzi and get out the champagne. In lieu of champagne flutes she went with the plastic glasses provided by the resort.
In her room Kim tried to assess what was happening. She felt confident she was more sober than she appeared, but admitted to herself she was not completely sober. Was this actually a good idea? Part of her said it wasn't, she needed to tell Global Justice she had failed. Part of her refused to admit failure. Part of her told her that it was a bad idea, but it was too late to back out now and she would just have to follow through of it. And somewhere in the neighborhood of her stomach she had a funny, warm tingling feeling that, quite apart from the question of whether or not this was a good idea, Kim needed to relax and enjoy whatever was going to happen.
Kim slipped on a small white bikini. She had never worn it in public and wasn't even sure why she had thrown it in the suitcase – probably because it took up no room at all in her bag. It had been a waste of money, no one had ever seen her in it. But she had felt especially daring that day when trying on suits and had bought it along with two others on sale. She had worn one of the other two playing volleyball on Monday. Kim took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror, "Well, it's showtime." 'Kay' readjusted the top a little in a vain attempt at modesty. She wondered what 'Shelly' would think of her sexy swimwear, then wondered why she cared what Shego thought. Irritated with herself she went over and opened the connecting door on her side of the wall separating the two room, and knocked on the door on Shego's side.
"Come on in, it's unlocked."
Kim pushed the door open. Shego, in a terry-cloth bathrobe, was lighting candles on the dresser. When Kim came in the green woman turned off the electric lights, leaving the room illuminated with the dim glow of candle light.
"Was, ah, all this planned for me?" 'Kay' wondered aloud.
"Not really. I was hoping to meet someone interesting while I was here. Instead I met you."
Kim pouted, "That's not very nice."
"Okay, I was hoping to meet someone I'd get into bed with. You interested?"
"Oh, yeah. No. Sorry, I…"
Shego put Kim out of her misery. "Here, let me help you into the Jacuzzi. Don't want you falling and hurting yourself."
Kim took Shego's hand with gratitude and climbed into the hot, frothing water. "Oh, this is nice," she moaned, settling on the built in bench."
"Thanks, I'm getting the champagne and will be right in." Shego opened the bottle and brought it, along with the plastic glasses, over to the edge of the Jacuzzi. She filled the two glasses about half full, then dropped the terry-cloth bathrobe to the floor.
Kim gulped, and tried to look away, but couldn't. Her own skimpy little bikini seemed positively modest when compared to the fact Shego wore nothing at all. Kim was too flustered to even offer Shego a hand to help her get in. She tried desperately to think of something witty to say, but couldn't think of anything.
After sinking onto the bench beside Kim the green woman commented, "I always prefer it in the nude." She took one of the two cups and handed it to Kim, then took the other for herself, "To new friends," she said.
"To new friends," Kim agreed and the two touched their glasses together. Kim took too large a gulp and ended up choking and sputtering.
"Small sips," Shego warned.
"It's awful!"
"Small sips," Shego told her again. "Draw out the experience. Savor the moment. You aren't in any hurry to get away from me, are you?"
"No," Kim said nervously.
The two relaxed in the hot water, slowly slipped champagne, and relived the games of the day, and how bad luck had kept them from beating the other as often as they deserved.
'Shelly' refilled the glasses and conversation slowed somewhat. They talked a little about volleyball, and the beach, and the movie. But mostly they looked at each other, each with her own sense of anticipation, and each distinctly nervous.
Shego held the bottle up towards the candles and gave it a little swirl to try and gauge the remaining level. "I think we can kill it off this time." She gave Kim a little more than she had the two previous times, and filled her own glass to the rim.
"I'm not much of a drinker," Kim admitted as she accepted the third glass of champagne. "I'm getting a little buzz."
"That's okay, just don't drive back to your room."
Kim giggled more than she should have and Shego smiled. She would try and see if she could get Kim out of that little swimsuit she was in.
The thought raised an ethical problem for the greenish woman. Her years as hero had drilled certain moral principles into her. She didn't kill, and she wouldn't force sex on another person. "But she wants me," one voice told Shego, while another told her, "She's drunk."
Shego slid over a little closer to Kim. She stretched out her left arm across the back of the tub.
Kim accepted the invitation and slid closer to Shego, lying her head on the older woman's shoulder. "She wants it," Shego told herself. Kim enjoyed the sensation as Shego's arm wrapped around her and her hand caressed Kim's shoulder.
The two continued to work on their champagne. Kim drank slowly, because she didn't really like it. Shego drank hers a bit faster. She hoped to need both hands for something other than drinking soon.
Kim noticed the hand on her shoulder had begun to move in a slightly different manner. It took a minute or two before Kim realized Shego was gently working the shoulder strap of the little white top off Kim's shoulder. 'Kay' wondered if the top would 'fall down' in the water, or 'float up.' It was a little difficult to feel upset. The two were sitting so close that Kim's arm rubbed up against Shego's breast. It felt nice. "If Shego's here naked what does it matter if I lose my top?" Kim wondered.
Shego wondered how she'd get Kim out of the bottom half of the swim suit. The green woman smiled as the shoulder strap obligingly drooped off Kim's shoulder. Kim smiled back. Unfortunately the suit was so tight that the top stayed in place. It might need a little 'help' to quit its position. The pale woman set her empty cup down on the edge of the Jacuzzi and slowly stretched her right arm towards Kim's breasts.
Kim reminded herself she was doing this as a job for Global Justice, and giggled. "They'll never believe I got Shego in bed without her knowing it was me."
Shego's hand had almost reached its goal when a lightning flash filled the room with a light which seemed as bright as divine wrath and thunder shook the building.
"Damn!" Shego said, jerking her hand back. "Dangerous to be in water during a thunderstorm."
"That's what my parent's always told me," Kim agreed, automatically adjusting her strap back in place as Shego pulled the plug. 'Kate' mentally kicked herself for readjusting the strap - it might discourage 'Shelly'.
'Shelly,' meanwhile, tried to regain self control. "Drunk and my enemy," she reminded herself.
They helped each other out of the Jacuzzi and Shego wrapped one of the enormous fluffy towels around Kim.
"Can we go out on the balcony and watch the storm together?" Kim asked.
"Sure," Shego told her, "I'll be out in a minute."
Kim pulled the sliding glass door to the balcony open. A gust of wind extinguished most of the candles and forced Shego to turn on a small electric light. After the heat of the Jacuzzi the fierce wind of the storm front seemed freezing. Kim shivered as she stood, dripping on the balcony.
"Cold?" Shego asked when she slipped out. She wore the terry-cloth bathrobe again.
"You're not?" Kim asked in disbelief, her teeth almost chattering.
"I'm pretty flexible in terms of external temperatures," the pale woman shrugged.
"You're simply flexible," Kim thought as Shego stepped behind the younger woman and wrapped her arms around her. Kim closed her eyes and purred as a warm feeling flushed her body. "This is wonderful," she thought as she leaned back. Shego's arms tightened around her. The warmth of Shego's embrace brought a smile to Kim's lips. Kim began a soft, tuneless humming, swaying her body back and forth.
Shego closed her eyes and smiled, swaying back and forth with Kim. The two women shared the same thought, how surprisingly good it felt for the two of them to be together.
Shego began to think past bragging rights for getting Kim in bed. It might be fun to have a partner who could keep up with her physically. The pale woman hugged Kim a little tighter and dreamed of making love.
Shego rubbed her nose along the side of Kim's neck - then began to kiss the younger woman's neck.
Kim shuddered, not a shudder of cold or fear, but rather of anticipation as Shego's lips worked along her neck. She'd had too much to drink and was on a mission, trying to extract information from the green woman. That was why she felt this way. She had to play along to gain Shego's confidence, didn't she? It was not like she wanted to get in bed with Shego or anything, it was just that her job required sacrifices sometimes. And if she just happened to enjoy the sacrifice she was willing to make for Global Justice, where was the harm in that?
Shego continued to fight her own instincts. She wanted to pick the younger woman up, carry her to bed, and spend the night having sex. "Drunk and my enemy," Shego reminded herself each time she kissed Kim's neck. "Drunk and my enemy." Shego realized she had to stop now, or she'd never be able to.
"You need to go back to your room," Shego croaked, dropping her arms from Kim.
Kim turned around and faced Shego. "But it's so warm and nice in your arms," Kim protested, throwing her arms around Shego and snuggling close. "A little more cuddling, please?" Throwing her arms around Shego exposed the skimpy little bikini.
Looking down, Shego saw Kim's barely restrained breasts pressed against her bath robe. Shego sighed deeply and tried to look away. Without thinking Shego's arms went around Kim, holding her, but the pale woman stayed in possession of her faculties. "No, you really need to go… before…"
Kim looked up into Shego's eyes, "Before what?" she asked softly. Then she closed her eyes and raised her lips towards the older woman's face, expecting Shego's lips to meet her own.
Kim felt Shego's lips press against her forehead. "You really need to go back to your room. Now."
"But—"
"Now," Shego ordered, opening the door back into the room. She escorted Kim to the doorway between their rooms, and gave the younger woman a gentle push to move her in the proper direction.
"She was drunk," Shego told herself. "And she's my enemy. I'm not getting any emotional ties to her." Shego closed her eyes and remembered the picture, Kim with her eyes closed and lips raised in anticipation of a kiss, an expression of mingled innocence and lust on her face… The red lips so close to her own, asking to be kissed… "Drunk, and my enemy. Drunk, and my enemy."
Shego hung the motion sensor alarms up in her room. If Kim wanted to get her confused before trying to arrest her, the redhead was doing a heck of a good job.