Shockwave groaned as he stirred in bed.
"What the hell is that?" he mumbled, sitting up and listening to the racket coming from the main room. He could have sworn it was singing...
"I'm ever upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all"
He groaned as he lay back down, covering his head with the pillow. It didn't work as he still heard the singing...
"I've got big balls
I've got big balls
and they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
and he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all"
"What the hell is making all that..." he growled as he sat up in bed and stalked to the door. Grabbing the handle, he ripped the door open and discovered the source of the noise. Lady Jaye danced around the living room of the hotel room, a towel wrapped around her body and a second wrapped around her hair She was singing into a hairbrush as she danced.
"And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody cums and cums again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of f..."
Jaye stopped as she saw Shockwave glaring at her from the doorway.
"Good morning, Jason." She flashed him a huge smile as her eyes ran over his body. "Very nice shorts. Silk?"
"What is wrong with you?" he half growled.
"Wrong?"
"It's 5 AM and you are singing AC/DC at the top of your lungs." Shockwave crossed his arms.
"Aw...someone isn't a morning person." She smiled.
"Why are you so damn happy?"
"Because our next orders came in. We're going to the French Riviera to continue our observation of Baroness DeCobray." Lady Jaye was jumping for joy and almost lost her towel, which she quickly held close to her, bringing a smile to Shockwave's face.
"You liked that?" Jaye asked. Shockwave nodded. "Then you'll love our cover. Same people we have been this week. We're going to the Riviera for a photo shoot on the beach and I've seen my swimsuits if you can call them that."
"Sounds fun." He replied, drawing a smirk from her.
"Now will you kill the music?" he asked.
"Not an AC/DC fan?" Jaye asked as he flipped off the stereo.
"Actually, I love AC/DC and most rock bands. But not at 5 AM." Shockwave replied. "You done in the bathroom?"
"Yeah, just need to dry my hair, but I can do it in the back room." Jaye replied, grabbing her hair dryer from the bathroom, and leaving the room as Shockwave entered and turned on the shower.
He emerged fully dressed from the bathroom fifteen minutes later, dressed in a black turtleneck and tan slacks.
"You ready to catch our flight, Allie?" He asked, knocking on the bedroom door. The door opened and Jaye stepped out of the room wearing a crimson low cut sleeveless button shirt and a short black skirt.
"Oui, mon amour" she smiled, completely in character. "I am ready for my beach shoot. I have the perfect swimsuits for the beach, amoureux. I think you will love them, no?"
Shockwave smiled down at her.
"I'm sure I will." He called down to the desk for a bellhop to carry their bags. Jaye kept both arms wrapped around her 'husband's' neck, occasionally kissing him or whispering in his ear in French. She loved the fact that she knew she had Shockwave squirming inside if he wasn't showing an outer sign.
"Checking out, Mr. Hart?" the concierge asked.
"I am afraid so. We have a shoot on the Riviera tomorrow and my wife cannot wait to wear the new swimwear she bought here." Shockwave replied as he signed for the bill and paid it. Shockwave mentally thanked his rich Uncle for the money.
"I hope that you will grace us with your presence and beauty again, Mrs. Hart." The concierge replied.
"Merci. I love this place, we have to stay here again, mon amour." Jaye said to Shockwave as they crossed the lobby and climbed into the limo they had reserved to take them to the airport.
"You're going to get me killed." Shockwave whispered into Jaye's ear.
"Oh, lighten up. Flint isn't that bad." She replied, punching him playfully.
"Fine. But if I get killed, I will make sure I haunt you."
An evil grin crossed her face. She shoved him back onto the seat and kissed him passionately.
"What are you doing?" he hissed.
"The driver is watching, have to stay in character. Besides, you love this." She whispered moving to nibble his ear.
Flint is going to kill me... Shockwave thought to himself...
"What the hell is that?" he mumbled, sitting up and listening to the racket coming from the main room. He could have sworn it was singing...
"I'm ever upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
The social pages say I've got
The biggest balls of all"
He groaned as he lay back down, covering his head with the pillow. It didn't work as he still heard the singing...
"I've got big balls
I've got big balls
and they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
and he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
But we've got the biggest balls of them all"
"What the hell is making all that..." he growled as he sat up in bed and stalked to the door. Grabbing the handle, he ripped the door open and discovered the source of the noise. Lady Jaye danced around the living room of the hotel room, a towel wrapped around her body and a second wrapped around her hair She was singing into a hairbrush as she danced.
"And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody cums and cums again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got
Great balls of f..."
Jaye stopped as she saw Shockwave glaring at her from the doorway.
"Good morning, Jason." She flashed him a huge smile as her eyes ran over his body. "Very nice shorts. Silk?"
"What is wrong with you?" he half growled.
"Wrong?"
"It's 5 AM and you are singing AC/DC at the top of your lungs." Shockwave crossed his arms.
"Aw...someone isn't a morning person." She smiled.
"Why are you so damn happy?"
"Because our next orders came in. We're going to the French Riviera to continue our observation of Baroness DeCobray." Lady Jaye was jumping for joy and almost lost her towel, which she quickly held close to her, bringing a smile to Shockwave's face.
"You liked that?" Jaye asked. Shockwave nodded. "Then you'll love our cover. Same people we have been this week. We're going to the Riviera for a photo shoot on the beach and I've seen my swimsuits if you can call them that."
"Sounds fun." He replied, drawing a smirk from her.
"Now will you kill the music?" he asked.
"Not an AC/DC fan?" Jaye asked as he flipped off the stereo.
"Actually, I love AC/DC and most rock bands. But not at 5 AM." Shockwave replied. "You done in the bathroom?"
"Yeah, just need to dry my hair, but I can do it in the back room." Jaye replied, grabbing her hair dryer from the bathroom, and leaving the room as Shockwave entered and turned on the shower.
He emerged fully dressed from the bathroom fifteen minutes later, dressed in a black turtleneck and tan slacks.
"You ready to catch our flight, Allie?" He asked, knocking on the bedroom door. The door opened and Jaye stepped out of the room wearing a crimson low cut sleeveless button shirt and a short black skirt.
"Oui, mon amour" she smiled, completely in character. "I am ready for my beach shoot. I have the perfect swimsuits for the beach, amoureux. I think you will love them, no?"
Shockwave smiled down at her.
"I'm sure I will." He called down to the desk for a bellhop to carry their bags. Jaye kept both arms wrapped around her 'husband's' neck, occasionally kissing him or whispering in his ear in French. She loved the fact that she knew she had Shockwave squirming inside if he wasn't showing an outer sign.
"Checking out, Mr. Hart?" the concierge asked.
"I am afraid so. We have a shoot on the Riviera tomorrow and my wife cannot wait to wear the new swimwear she bought here." Shockwave replied as he signed for the bill and paid it. Shockwave mentally thanked his rich Uncle for the money.
"I hope that you will grace us with your presence and beauty again, Mrs. Hart." The concierge replied.
"Merci. I love this place, we have to stay here again, mon amour." Jaye said to Shockwave as they crossed the lobby and climbed into the limo they had reserved to take them to the airport.
"You're going to get me killed." Shockwave whispered into Jaye's ear.
"Oh, lighten up. Flint isn't that bad." She replied, punching him playfully.
"Fine. But if I get killed, I will make sure I haunt you."
An evil grin crossed her face. She shoved him back onto the seat and kissed him passionately.
"What are you doing?" he hissed.
"The driver is watching, have to stay in character. Besides, you love this." She whispered moving to nibble his ear.
Flint is going to kill me... Shockwave thought to himself...
