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A Sort of Calling

It was then, the President crumbled.
Caught first by the investor and then, by the Secret Service, Trump brushes everyone away, as if his dizziness were all fake and he was acting.
As Maria and I double-time it for the door, I wonder, not about the zap to Trump’s brain, but who’s got the hat with a hundred thousand dollars of my nanobots hidden inside?

Two hours later –
My heels and dress back in the closet, I button up a pair of jeans and pull a navy sweater over my head and walk into my den. Maria, still in her evening clothes, sits on a leather couch sipping wine.
Standing behind her I massage her shoulders. ”Tell me what you think. I get the feeling I’m either getting a call from them tomorrow, or I’m going to have to fight them to examine the scan. What’s your take, since you know them so well?”
Relaxing more as I rub her shoulders, she lazily says, ”I’m not what you’d call operational, Bette. Sometimes I get intel back as a favor for a favor, but on where this is heading, and into whose hands, I have no clue.”
”That’s it? The sum total of your knowledge of the I C world?”
”Just favors for favors for more secretive people. They’re my ’sources’ when their names can’t be mentioned in print.”
”Sources.” I let that ferment in my barrel of questions before asking, ”Did you play me for a bigger favor down the line?”
”Ouch!” she cries, when my grip on her shoulders digs in too much.
”Sorry, I thought you felt tense when you answered.”
She turns her head to look at me. ”Do you not recall that it was you, who first shot her mouth off and started all this?” Her voice dropping back a notch. ”Now, because I’d thought you’d want me to, I did say that bringing you along would be valuable.”
She covers her yawn with her hand. ”You saw how they waited and waited until the last possible moment to pull this off.”
”Seriously, did you know, or not, that this was happening tonight?”
”Bette, honestly I’d thought they weren’t going operational with it.”
”You do realize you talk like one of them.”
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Hi, Command:
Very nice chapter, I thought Maria was setting up Bette; and even though she denied it, I still don’t trust her, how are they going to retrieve the nanorobots and the information acquired, it hasn’t been specified, but maybe the information was already stored in some remote electronic device. Anyway, I’m intrigued about the aftermath of this action. Thanks for the update and pps.
P
Hi Proteonomics,
In the conversation in the kitchen Jane says there’s a remote imaging control that will capture the micro zap.
It’s true, we don’t know where Maria will land, or what pressures are to come.
More to come! Thanks always for reading and laying out interesting thoughts and questions in your comments.
Delighted you enjoyed the chapter, it was a lot of fun to write! Stories are like puzzles, you know.
I dont smoke but I need a cigarette I love this story!
Hiya Skunk,
Surely you have a story about how you chose your name. I’d love to hear it. Please put it on my wall IF you’re so inclined.
As to your reaction, I loved it! In fact, I can seem them finishing their love making in a clap of thunder, rolling off each other and lighting up. If I do include a series of smoke rings in my next story I’ll be sure to thank you for the idea.
Bye for now,
Command
Bette with a strap *drool* ….Very good chapter! PPS
Agreed! Thanks so much for the___ *drool* – I did love Maria’s reaction after she unbuttoned Bette’s surprise, “I’ve never seen such a creature as you.”
Maria sees a side of Bette that no one else does and gratefully let’s us in on her sensual perceptions. Truly? Who else encountering the starched white doctor persona of Dr Porter could ever imagine her as Maria has seen her?
As I think about this other animalistic side of Dr Porter it dawns on me – Maria has only seen her in her riding attire, never at work..
Well, we’ll just have to see what else turns her.
Back on the road, heading home after an Easter vacation I was able to stretch a few extra days. Please check out a story I posted under Blackbird titled, Remembering Me (Part One). It’s straight out of The L Word timeline, but the way I write that Bette is to give her a few kinks along her way. She’s amusing. She’s a fucking handful for Tina sometimes, too.
Later,
Command