Maybe sometimes it really isn't alright to be left alone...especially when your mind leaves your body. Isn't it true that we are all most vulnerable...when we can't even defend ourselves or what we stand for? Maybe, just maybe...there is someone there to protect us...but sometimes, we aren't that lucky...

Session 5: Reference to Chapter 1, Book 3

" The unmarked van sped down the road, its destination unknown. When Samantha came to, she realized that her hands were bound as well as her feet. The only person she saw was Patch grinning at her.

"Bad enough you're not as good as me, but kidnapping? That's low even for you, Patch!"

Patch smiled, "Well to be honest with you, I am simply following orders this time. Trust me, I don't need to tie you up to beat you!"

"Yeah, right! All the times you've messed with me, you've ended up the loser."

"Well be that as it may, I'd be more concerned about where I am taking you, and what's going to happen to you next!""

Patch paced about the room extremely anxious. Evil as his job required him to be, he was having remorse for kidnapping his greatest rival. It wasn't so much that she was a girl, but rather he felt he was violating the mutual respect he had to earn from her.

"Damn this job! I was against it from the start. I know you're in no real danger, so why the fuck am I so guilt-stricken? You seemed really pissed in the van when you actually came to. I hope this doesn't change things between us." he spoke to the unconscious Samantha. "Well on the bright side, I hope you learn a valuable lesson from what the Boss has planned. It'll be nice to see you get yours for a change."

Patch looked down to the floor to see what Giovanni had planned for her. On the ground was a fine silk robe. It must have cost a fortune, but he supposed nothing was out of Team Rocket's reach.

"So...he wants me to have her dressed in nothing but this?" Patch grimaced. "That means I have to take off her clothes! I won't do it! I have too much respect for her!"

Patch turned to leave, only to find his Sneasel blocking to doorway. Sneasel had a concerned look on its face.

"You're right. I remember what happens to Rockets who don't obey the Boss. I'm his best, and I intend to stay in that position. I'll just have to suck it up. But...I've been training Pokémon my whole life. I've never had time to be with a girl...let alone see one nude. It's just hard. This isn't ANY girl

Patch carefully undid Samantha's blouse. She wouldn't be coming around for about an hour thanks to that HYPNOSIS attack on her. Next, he undid Samantha's belt and slowly slid her black pants to the floor. He picked her up and placed her gently onto a suede sofa.

"Wow...all the time I spent angry at her...she really is a beautiful girl..." Patch smiled.

Patch reached behind Samantha and unclasped her bra's hooks. He slid it off her chest and arms, exposing her breasts to his view. Now all the guilt was gone, replaced by Patch's natural hormones. Samantha's "C" sized breasts proved too much for his hard-on to resist.

"Damn..."

Patch had to get this over with! He grabbed her matching black panties and yanked them down to her ankles, revealing her hairless, virgin mound.

"My God...I may think this is the sexiest thing I've ever seen, you naked, but don't think that will change things between us, bitch." Patch lied to himself. Now he had a new reason to admire Samantha. Hard to be rivals when there is so much to like about your respective rival.

Patch quickly grabbed the silk robe Giovanni had provided for Samantha, before temptation took its tool on poor Patch. He slid on the fine garment, and tied the one string that was to secure it.

"Well Sneasel, that takes care of that. That was intense..." Patch said adjusting his jeans to comfort his erection.

"Patch! Come to my office at once!" Giovanni's voice boomed over the walkie-talkie.

Patch looked around and grabbed the first two fellow Rockets he could find...

"Jamal! Blake! Come here!" Patch ordered.

"Yes sir!" they both said in unison.

"Watch over Samantha carefully! And if anything happens to her, so help me God, you'll pay dearly for it! Understand?"

"Sure thing, Patch..." Blake trailed off looking at Samantha.

"Good! Maybe I'll get you out of the rookie ranks if you do me this favor...I'll be back in about 30 minutes." Patch said recalling Sneasel into its Poké Ball.

"Man this sucks, yo!" Jamal said pacing around the room.

"I know. We've been Rockets for months now, and no more respect than when we first started..." Blake had to admit.

Jamal stopped pacing and sat on the couch beside Samantha. "So whatchu wanna do, bro?"

Blake pulled his chair closer to Samantha's resting place. "I don't know...this is fucking boring!"

It was then they both decide to actually gaze at Samantha. Both Rocket Grunts were finally noticing the beautiful, young girl on the sofa. No man, let alone these two pea-brains, could ever resist Samantha's charms. That beautiful flowing auburn hair, that blemish-free face, and of course, her newly developing body.

"You know...she's very attractive..." Blake said eyes all over Samantha.

"Yeah! This bitch be slammin', dawg!" Jamal said eagerly.

Blake smiled to Jamal, "You thinking what I'm thinking?"

Jamal smiled back, "All I'm thinking about is what she looks like without the robe on..."

Blake moved closer to Samantha, "Why think, when you can see?"

With that Blake pulled the string of the robe forward, causing the garment to open, exposing Samantha's nude body.

"Dayum!" Jamal said reaching into his pants to control his boner.

"Easy Jamal...I think it's better to leave her relatively unspoiled...relatively..." he chuckled.

Blake made the first move and cupped one of Samantha's breasts. Samantha was in such a deep sleep, she did not react to his touch at all. Even with Blake squeezing both her breasts, and pinching at her pert nipples, Samantha did not feel a thing.

Jamal decided to rub Samantha's most private area between her legs in a rough and vigorous manner. Samantha may not have felt this, but her body instinctively reacted, by becoming wet. Jamal slid two fingers into Samantha's virgin vagina, and pumped them in and out. He pulled his fingers out every so often, to put them in his mouth...savoring the taste of Sam's sweet juices.

Blake worked one breast and nipple with one hand, and cupped and suckled at another with his mouth. Both of them enjoyed the taste of unspoiled girl...They took turns at each end...one sucking at Samantha's breasts, and one burying his tongue deep in into her sopping wet hole.

After about 3 repetitions of this routine, Jamal became increasingly horny, and bold, "Shit...I ain't leaving here without feeling this first hand. Fuck unspoiled!"

Jamal undid his zipper, and pulled out his long shaft. He positioned himself between Samantha's legs, and rubbed his penis up and down her wet slit. "This bitch is so fucking hot!"

With that, a gunshot sounded, and a bullet buried itself into Jamal's skull.

"Time's up, you sleazy fuck-faces!" Patch said now aiming his pistol at Blake's head. "I suggest you pull your pants back up, Blake, and pick up the corpse of your stupid negro friend, or you can join him in the afterlife."

Patch kept the gun leveled with Blake's head until he had removed Jamal's body, and cleaned up the blood. Patch then retied the string of Samantha's robe.

"Well scumbag, let's see what the Boss wants to do with you..." Patch said angrily.

Blake gulped as Patch and his Sneasel escorted him to Giovanni at gunpoint.

Author's Note

Listen...I appreciate the reviews and such...but the most commonly asked questions can be easily answered by reading the coresponding books. What do Samantha, Kat, and Tony look like? All you need do is read "Birth of a Legend" to find out anything an everything about my characters.
Oh and By The Way...THANK YOU for this book's success!