Hmm...a lab
The heat that ran to my face this time was of my own doing. With my jacket in place I slowly stood straight. With a feeble jerk I pull my reddish brown hair out, trying to tuck the stray hairs down. My hair is almost down to my tchew as George would call it. I knew that if we ever got into the sack it would burn down my brown stone. So out the door I go with my rather large bag and a giant of a man behind me. I had a feeling his eyes were on my rear so I gave a little more twist than I would normally have.
"You know George I might just like the attention you seem so willing to give me. What is it with the two of us? That we haven't been in the sack is amazing. Even my mother thanks we are having a few nights a week in the same bed. Should I ruin her dreams and tell her that I am not going there." I could say that but in truth I wanted him.
"Nat you want me more dan you want to admit. Ah have ta take a cold shower and use my…" he cut himself off before he said he used his hand to get rid of the tension between us.
The truth was that George wasn't poor. I had done some research on him, and found that he was heir to a rather large fortune. It wasn't the money that I wanted from him, I had money. I wanted his hard body pressing into mine and making me moan his name. Dam I had it bad, but I couldn't tell him that. The blush that seemed to brighten my cheeks gave it all away however.
"Hmmm seems someone is telling more than he wishes. Are you even going to act on those feelings?" It wasn't really a smart thing to say, but I wanted to push him a little out of that tight box he kept himself in. I wanted him out of control. "So are you going to dress as my pimp? I am sure I can find you something..." I gave a slight giggle at the sharp hiss of air that came out of him. It was rather fun to mess with this man.
In a secret lab under the Blue Ridge Mountains.
"We are going to need two more subjects. You killed the man and woman last night. So much testing in such a short period of time takes too much out of them." Elysium-Rose spoke with hate in her voice.The slight tsking sound told me that he didn't want to hear my whining again. This man didn't know that the deaths were being watched. The police were warning people to keep an eye out for anything strange. The bodies were adding up, if Mr. Moneybags had just kept with the plan of burning the bodies and dumping the ashes the cops wouldn't know anything.
Garth wanted to be the big wig and got his way because he had the brains. Right he was the big brains…NOT...he was more the overlord of being stupid. If it wasn't for her test, and hard work this whole thing would have died out years ago. As it was they had learned that if the person was drunk, crack head, and so on the test didn't work. So why still take the homeless and whores...she really didn't know. Maybe it was to help clean up the streets of DC. She didn't want to deal with the smell any more. The rooms were a mess and the cleanup crew didn't know anything that took out that smell.
"You worry too much; we will take another pair soon. Maybe we will get lucky and get a healthy couple that we can work with. The test show that if there are some emotions of attachment. Well I don't want to go over your pretty little head with all this." Garth spoke down to her like she had no brain.
The hand that patted her leg made her skin crawl. The fact that he was a snake didn't make it much better. With stringy blonde-gray hair and coke bottle glasses, it was shocking he could stand up with the large melon on his thin shoulders. Not many women would see him as anything more than a bobble head. A slight laugh almost came out and she had to bit her tongue so hard she tasted blood.
"I know what I am doing; I went to the best schools. I only think that you should do the test in parts, and not all at once. The backers are going to pull out before we can really make any progress at this rate. They will see you are nothing more than a monster." Elysium-Rose wanted to punch the man to get him to listen to her.
"Tsk tsk, such talk of me being mad. I can assure you Elysium that I am very sane and I know that I can make this work. The test subjects that still live are doing well. Or were last I checked. The man took to…" Garth spoke like he knew it all, but he never checked on the subjects.
"He is dead, another one that had too many test at one time. We have lost three this week. To replace them will take time. I don't want to grab another until later in the month." Elysium-Rose told him that it would be better to wait to take any more subjects.
"It would be wise to wait. Yes...Why don’t you go check on the others and see how they are doing. I need to make some calls." Garth waved her off.
The snake of a man stood and she almost laughed at how he over balanced and almost went down. How he could have such a large head was mind boggling. The thin stick of a body looked like it would break at any moment. Did he really find himself handsome? She stood and shook her head, walking to the double glass doors. Two sets of doors were set up to enter the lab area. The first set opened with a slight swish sound and closed and hermetically sealed behind me. As she stood there a fan started pushing air up and through her clothes then through my hair. Good thing she kept it short, the wind really made a mess of it. As the second set of doors opened she stepped into the lab. No screams or moans were heard; just the sound of heart monitors with a slight echo of foot fall. The room echoed from her heels hitting in time with her heart rate. It seemed odd to her that she couldn’t seem to stop thinking about the cops raiding the lab. The first room she came to a lone man laying on the bed. This man had been hooked on heroine, withdraw was most likely going to kill him before we could do any test. The IV was dripping into his arm but he was still shivering under the white sheet.
