Chapter 62

"So Alice let's see your dog," I said with a grin. Alice turned to face away from me and raised her shirt. It was a black and gray tattoo that suited the picture beautifully. I had never seen the picture she chose in color so I could appreciate it. "Well girl, it is great. Absolutely beautiful. So how was the nude sketch he did of you?" I asked.

She took me into her bedroom which I was sure Jeremy had seen more than once. There hanging on the wall over the bed was a drawing of a nude woman. The woman was in Alice's body but her eyes were definitely not Alice. I mean they were the right shape and all that, but they had a look in them very few people had ever seen. I was fortunate in that I had seen it. It was how she looked after she orgasmed.

"You slept with Luis?" I asked with a laugh.

"No of course not," she said.

"Alice honey, I have seen that look," I informed her.

"I masturbated for him. He wanted to see how I looked after sex. It was the only thing I was willing to do," she informed me.

"Well it becomes you," I said.

"I know, even Jeremy said it was wonderful. Of course he didn't notice what you did," she said with a laugh.

"Men never notice anything except how good it feels to get off," I said with a laugh. "I wanted to see the tattoo and the sketch without Jeremy knowing, just in case you didn't tell him everything about Luis."

"I appreciate your discretion," she said.

"Well I'm headed back to the Village. I want to see how it's coming along," I said.

"Tell Luis I said hi," Alice said with a wicked smile. I really didn't need to know all I had found out about Alice and Luis.

"Right," I said.

When I arrived back at the Village the driveway at Luis house was empty. I knocked on his door to arrange a lesson for the evening, but he didn't answer. I wanted to go in to make sure he was alright, but I didn't have a key, so I called his cell phone instead.

"Yes Rosy?" he asked.

"Just wanted to be sure you were okay," I said.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said.

"Okay then have a good evening," I said breaking the connection. I turned the truck back to the house where Carlos and Juan were working. They had the last of the roof covered with decking. They also had the tarp covering it. The tarp was necessary, since the roofers couldn't get to the house until Wednesday. That kind of thing had happened before prompting me to buy the tarp in the first place.

It was only 3 PM and I expected the two of them to still be working. They were busy removing a water damaged wooden window. "Hey Carlos, you guys going to work till five?" I asked.

"Full work week," he said.

Since I had stopped by the house I brought my checkbook and a wad of cash. I wrote Carlos a check and one for Juan. They both signed them back to me and I paid them in cash from the grease pit. It gave them money for the weekend and gave me a record for their form 1099. My bookkeeper insisted on doing it that way.

I drove home after paying my two employees. I sat by the small fire drinking last night's coffee and trying to decide what I wanted to do. I felt a disconnect with my usual routine and after a while I decided I needed to at least have dinner out. After all it was Saturday night.

I also decided that after dinner I would not come home to play my usual fantasy parts, but I would go out and hang out for a while. I didn't really want to go to a dance club. That being the case I decided to forgo my usual fuck me outfit. I decided I could look interesting enough to attract a man without going that far.

I had heard several of the old timers at Church Camp mention a bar in County Seat. It was only a twenty mile drive, so I decided to have dinner somewhere along the way. First of all I needed another shower and to find something sexy to wear but classy as well. I promised myself I would try to avoid my usual cheap slut look. I could go for the well kept rich soccer mom, and still attract a man, I decided.

After my shower and the six scrubs and rinses of my hair, I sat by the fire for a while. I drank more coffee all the while toweling my hair. It took half and hour before I felt comfortable brushing my hair and putting on the small amount of make up necessary for the look I was attempting. Usually I wore a lot of eye make up when I went out, but that night I applied just enough to avoid the ghost look.

After I had the hair and eyes done, I chose the outfit. I wore the same type bra and panties I always wore. I had them on before I did my hair and makeup. I pulled on a pair of my skinny well faded jeans. I am very close to thirty so skin tight jeans were really pushing the age envelope. Finally I put on a wrap around blouse with no buttons. What it did have was a deep neckline. It showed my bra when I leaned forward. I had worn the blouse before with no bra. That was when I was trying to pick up a man quickly. On that particular night I intended to flirt. I decided I would go home with a man, if I fell deeply in like with him. Maybe it would be a case of lust, which would also appeal to me.

I stopped in at the Grill Masters Steak House in the plaza on my way to the highway. I had a very nice steak and a baked potato. The salad was also nice if you liked shredded lettuce and a little fruit. The coffee sucked, but I was pretty picky about my coffee.

By the time I got back onto the road it was 9 PM. There was nothing like a steak and carbohydrate fix to raise my level satisfaction with life.

I entered the highway headed away from College Hill and toward County Seat. I usually drove in over the two lane State Road, but I wasn't starting from my home. I was starting from the plaza by the highway. It would be considerably faster to drive down the highway. It would still leave me with a five mile drive on a State Road to complete my journey to County seat.

According to the personnel at Church Camp there was an authentic English pub located on the Town Square. The pub's patrons were operatives from Church Camp and a lot of local law enforcement. The old deputy sheriff cadre had moved on to become Rural Law Enforcement officers, or RuLEs for short.

The operatives kept their distance, but since Porter was a Sheriff the cops had been welcomed in the place. They say you could tell the locals by the fact that they had women with them. The operatives drank with each other. Even the female operatives looked more male than female I was told.

Since it was Saturday night, I had to park on one of the side streets. I followed a couple inside the New London Pub. Once inside it was hard to miss the warmth of the place. Some of it was real and some was like the Gas fireplace, cutesy but not authentic.

I went to the bar and since I couldn't find a chair there, I ordered a cup of coffee and carried it to one of the counters attached to the wall. I stood there drinking my coffee and trying to find a place to light.

It took about five minutes for a RuLe to find me. "Hi there can I offer you a seat?" he asked.

"Are you alone?" I asked.

"I'm at a table for four and there are only three of us there. My friend and his girl are over there," he said pointing.

"To be honest I'm waiting for someone," I said.

"If he doesn't show come on over and join us," he said. "We are really a lot of fun." I took a good look at him before he walked away. He was closer to forty then my thirty. He was also rather soft looking and carrying several extra pounds. I was pretty sure I wouldn't be headed that way, no matter how lonely I got.

The next man to come to the counter was closer to my age, or if not he was in good enough shape to fool me. He just walked up set his drink down, then rolled up his sleeve. There was what might have passed for a wolf tattooed on his bicep.

"Hi I'm Hiram," he said. "You?"

"I'm Lillian," I replied.

"I see, you are American?" he asked.

"Absolutely," I said.

"Would you like to join us?" he asked.

"Who is us," I asked.

"We are visitors just passing through," he said.

"And where are you visiting from?" I asked.

"All over the world," he said. "One is from England and one from Italy."

I thought about it then said, "No thanks, I'm really expecting a friend." I really just felt that it would be difficult to keep up the cover story with Special Ops people.

Before I knew it the clock showed 10 PM. That hour had passed quickly as I observed the two groups giving lots of ground so as not to come into contact with each other.

When he entered the whole dynamics of the room changed. The operations men got very quiet, which cause the RuLEs to get quiet as well. He walked to the bar and one of the men from the CC gave him a seat. He folded the walker and handed it over the bar. Andrew took over the room with his presence, not for his disability.

I walked over to the bar then stood beside him. "Now how the fuck did you know I would be here?" I asked.

"It's a gift, you want a beer?" he asked.

"I'm driving so it's coffee," I said.

"If you can hang with the big boys, the camp bus is parked down the street. It leaves at midnight. I can find you a bed," Andrew said.

"I'll just bet you can," I said with a laugh.

He laughed and said, "You are safer with me, than you are alone," he said looking a little lost.

"You obviously forget to whom you are speaking. Remember I was a slut for the cops," I said.

"That's what I heard, but I never noticed that," he said sipping his beer. "There are eleven horny operatives here, I am sure you can find someone to keep you company tonight."

"You are serious aren't you?" I asked.

"What about being of no use to you. Yeah I kind of am," he said.

"Do you ever wake up with an erection?" I asked. I knew that it was the question doctors who specialize in that particular malfunction asked. At least that is what I read somewhere.

"Erect, but not really usable," he replied.

"Do you ever ejaculate in your sleep?" I asked.

"What are you my doctor or something," he said angrily.

"I will take that for a yes. Tell you what, take me home with you. If I can't get you off, I'll run till I pass out in the morning," I suggested.

"Is there more?" he asked.

"If I do it, you'll use me and my team more," I said. "I'm sure there are more things we can do."

"You would have to train more," he said.