The Meeting - Part 1

Lakota was missing and I had to find her.

I was making up a list of people to interrogate when the door chimed. A messenger stood on the stoop, with a plain, brown envelope in his hand. I snatched it out of his grip and slammed the door in his face before I got ideas. I ripped open the envelope, and couldn't believe my eyes. It was from him. The evil Dr. Jones. I don't know if someone had called him in to help with the search, or if he was forcing himself into the situation. Either way, I couldn't stop the rush of moisture that pooled between my legs at the thought of seeing him again.

Just like I couldn't help thinking back, to the first time we met.

He'd gone to Angkor Watt in search of artifacts. I didn't know he was there when I was contacted for a small job.

Nothing much, really. Just a few small explosives around the ancient structure. I figured a quick in and out and I'd be handsomely rewarded. Just my kind of job.

As I was setting the last charge though, I heard a sound.

When I looked up, there he was in all his manliness. I'd never seen a more virile male in my life. I was picturing him naked when he shattered the daydream by getting in my shit for what I was doing.

I told him to run along, it was none of his business, but he persisted. Then he told me he was taking me in to the authorities.

He took a step towards me, and I ran...

To be continued...