I slipped into the tightest disguise I was ever assigned to. We had a one
room hotel room in Paris with exception of a bathroom. Vaughn was in the
main room changing, and I was in the bathroom. I looked at myself in the
cracked mirror. I was wearing a tight black leather corset along with a
bottom that closely resembled my underwear, but was definitely more
uncomfortable. It yet again was tight black leather. I had red garters
attached to my black fishnet tights. Fixing the short red wig to my head I
peeked my head around the door and saw Vaughn's bare back, he was finishing
with his belt buckle when I slowly closed the door hoping he wouldn't
notice.
"Shit!" I whispered. I left my coat outside, meaning I'd have to go get it.
"What's wrong Syd?"
"My coat, its out there..." I poked my head around the corner and pointed out my coat to Vaughn.. He walked over and handed me it. He was still shirtless which made my legs turn to jelly. I grabbed my coat quickly and slammed the door. I slid down the bathroom door staring at the shower. How am I gonna do this? Vaughn is going to be in that crowd and watching me, standing there in full out slut-ho-whore outfit. My mission was to distract our "guest" while Vaughn bumps into him and puts a tracer on his back, so we can apprehend him later. I slipped on my jacket and buttoned it up. I walked out the door. Vaughn was having trouble with his tie, again.
"Here Vaughn..." I helped him with his tie and straightened up his coat. He looked really good in a tux. He looked good in anything.
"Uh, here's your camera, and the trigger is this." Vaughn held up a necklace with a bright red gem and a magnetic navel ring. Nifty, I always wanted one of them.
"May I?" He gestured to help me with the necklace.
"Sure." I pulled my bright red hair aside, this week's style was shoulder length. He slipped the necklace around my neck and clipped it. We walked out the door and locked it shut. Making sure that no one was watching us, Vaughn lead me out to the car. The ride there was silent and the next thing I knew I was about to go out on stage. I was playing with the navel ring as I slipped around the curtains. I scanned the crowd for the man I was supposed to distract. I twirled around the pole and arched backwards, making eye contact with Vaughn. I could feel his eyes burning a hole through me as I scanned the crowded room. I finally found our person. I walked over to him and started to dance. Vaughn walked over, "bumped" into him and shot the tracer in his back. I quickly exited the stage, grabbing my coat and heading for the alley way that Vaughn said he'd meet me. I turned the corner and literally ran right into him.
"Hi."
"Oh, sorry, did you get the tracer in?"
"Yeah, it should last for a few days so we should go home and get some sleep." He put his hand on the small of my back and I leaned on his shoulder. My tight grip on my coat became looser as I relaxed beside him. We finally got back to our hotel. We opened the door and saw our things laying out all over the place. Grabbing clothes that were strewn across the room, we put our stuff back in our bags.
"Where are my pajamas? Why would a maid steal my damn pajamas when a diamond necklace was sitting right beside it."
"Don't worry, I think they took my shower stuff, what is with maids these days, why can't they steal the valuable things anymore?" He said sarcastically.
"I am not sleeping in this." I said throwing my coat on the coat rack and taking off my shoes.
"You can use some of my stuff, here." He threw me a t-shirt and a pair of sweats.
"Thanks, you can use my soap." I walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I took a quick shower and slipped into Vaughn's t-shirt and sweat pants. I walked out of the bathroom and sat on the pull out bed.
"Showers yours!" I said as I grabbed my book. Vaughn wandered into the bathroom and about two minutes later he came wandering out, only wearing a towel,
"Forgot my pants." He sauntered back in the bathroom to come out a moment later, only with pants on instead of a towel. He climbed into the bed beside me and turned off his light. I clicked of mine and laid down.
"Goodnight Syd."
"Goodnight Vaughn." I missed saying that so much.
"Shit!" I whispered. I left my coat outside, meaning I'd have to go get it.
"What's wrong Syd?"
"My coat, its out there..." I poked my head around the corner and pointed out my coat to Vaughn.. He walked over and handed me it. He was still shirtless which made my legs turn to jelly. I grabbed my coat quickly and slammed the door. I slid down the bathroom door staring at the shower. How am I gonna do this? Vaughn is going to be in that crowd and watching me, standing there in full out slut-ho-whore outfit. My mission was to distract our "guest" while Vaughn bumps into him and puts a tracer on his back, so we can apprehend him later. I slipped on my jacket and buttoned it up. I walked out the door. Vaughn was having trouble with his tie, again.
"Here Vaughn..." I helped him with his tie and straightened up his coat. He looked really good in a tux. He looked good in anything.
"Uh, here's your camera, and the trigger is this." Vaughn held up a necklace with a bright red gem and a magnetic navel ring. Nifty, I always wanted one of them.
"May I?" He gestured to help me with the necklace.
"Sure." I pulled my bright red hair aside, this week's style was shoulder length. He slipped the necklace around my neck and clipped it. We walked out the door and locked it shut. Making sure that no one was watching us, Vaughn lead me out to the car. The ride there was silent and the next thing I knew I was about to go out on stage. I was playing with the navel ring as I slipped around the curtains. I scanned the crowd for the man I was supposed to distract. I twirled around the pole and arched backwards, making eye contact with Vaughn. I could feel his eyes burning a hole through me as I scanned the crowded room. I finally found our person. I walked over to him and started to dance. Vaughn walked over, "bumped" into him and shot the tracer in his back. I quickly exited the stage, grabbing my coat and heading for the alley way that Vaughn said he'd meet me. I turned the corner and literally ran right into him.
"Hi."
"Oh, sorry, did you get the tracer in?"
"Yeah, it should last for a few days so we should go home and get some sleep." He put his hand on the small of my back and I leaned on his shoulder. My tight grip on my coat became looser as I relaxed beside him. We finally got back to our hotel. We opened the door and saw our things laying out all over the place. Grabbing clothes that were strewn across the room, we put our stuff back in our bags.
"Where are my pajamas? Why would a maid steal my damn pajamas when a diamond necklace was sitting right beside it."
"Don't worry, I think they took my shower stuff, what is with maids these days, why can't they steal the valuable things anymore?" He said sarcastically.
"I am not sleeping in this." I said throwing my coat on the coat rack and taking off my shoes.
"You can use some of my stuff, here." He threw me a t-shirt and a pair of sweats.
"Thanks, you can use my soap." I walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I took a quick shower and slipped into Vaughn's t-shirt and sweat pants. I walked out of the bathroom and sat on the pull out bed.
"Showers yours!" I said as I grabbed my book. Vaughn wandered into the bathroom and about two minutes later he came wandering out, only wearing a towel,
"Forgot my pants." He sauntered back in the bathroom to come out a moment later, only with pants on instead of a towel. He climbed into the bed beside me and turned off his light. I clicked of mine and laid down.
"Goodnight Syd."
"Goodnight Vaughn." I missed saying that so much.