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Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« on: June 21, 2005, 08:33:45 AM »
((posted as Roy Ravelle))

I set up a drug bust on Monday, where David Moore and a SWAT team made the arrests. What I didn't know was the fact that I was also being watched. After the raid, I stopped in a coffee shop for a latte and a muffin. The tall, sexy woman I had watched ordering tea came over and sat down at the table with me. The shock was when Claire said, "Hello Roy."

Turned out she had been tailing me all day. She said that Lisa Cohen, had suggested we spend some time together. I used my cell phone to call Lisa and she confirmed that Claire was also an undercover agent. Lisa said I deserved some vacation, time off while tha heat cooled on that raid, and it might be a perfect time for me Claire and I to get to knoww each other.

Claire kept referring to me as a "rookie", but my interest was perked, so I ignored the remarks and agreed to fly to her home on the Cayman Islands. Turned out she owns her own plane and is extremely wealthy. We landed and she took me on a thrill ride in her Spyder. Nice home. We'll sleep in adjoining bedrooms, but she just laughed when I asked if we might be sharing the shower.

I can't wait to see what her next move might be!!
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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #1 on: June 21, 2005, 03:06:47 PM »
(as Claire)

She had done what Lisa had said…she followed him all day…well most of it anyway…he was by her standards a Rookie…compared to what she did…however she had to give him credit…he handled himself well with the drug bust…that had impressed her which was a hard thing to do these days…

After finally introducing herself to him at the little coffee shop she wasn’t even surprised that he had not noticed her all day…then again that was what she was trained to do…blend in with anything…and that’s what she did…he was surprised that she knew his name…and this only seemed to amuse her more as she watched and studied the man she knew Lisa would want her to train…but she also admired him because he definitely good looking…

After he made a call to Lisa so did she…she was taking Roy to her place in the Cayman’s….she would be glad to be rid of New York even if for a week…she missed the Cayman’s….what ever Lisa had planned she had a feeling she needed to get to know this guy…the Rookie…and he feelings were usually right…

No more first class airline for her…she was taking the private jet home…a few calls made and all the arrangements had been made…the apartment in NY closed…Maria getting everything ready in the Cayman’s and her car would be waiting…it was during the flight that she realized he had no clue what they had planned for Roy…then again she didn’t either…but he definitely needed some work…and she would gladly be the one to provide her assistance there…

The flight and drive went by as usual…after showing Roy around the house she was surprised she had found him as amusing as she did…he was even bold enough to make a comment about the two of them sharing a shower…and to her surprise that seemed to excite her…and that took a lot…she was usually cold…and in control of everything…that was the way she liked it…

The next day would provide some much needed answers she hoped…perhaps orders from Lisa or higher up…and if those answers didn’t come well then maybe she would relax some…let her guard down…something she had only done with one person…but who knows maybe it’s time to let someone else in…then again maybe not…



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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #2 on: June 22, 2005, 11:49:28 AM »
((posted as Roy Ravelle))

It was late Tuesday night when I walked out to find Claire lounging beside the pool. I smiled, stripped out of my clothing, and executed a perfect reverse twist dive into her pool off the diving board.

I swam the length of the pool under water and when I surfaced she was watching me. It wasn't long before she was in the pool, wearing that semi one piece bathing suit that clung to her gorgeous body like paint.

At one point she slipped under water and disappeared. In the dark it was impossible to make out where she was until she surfaced behind me and whispered softly in my ear, "A penny for your thoughts."

No way was I going to tell her I had pictured her naked in the shower with me, not once but twice since I'd been there. She swam away to the edge of the pool steps and sat there with her legs still in the water.

I swam over, first playing with her feet under water as we talked, then unable to restrain myself further I used her knees to support my weight as I lifted up and kissed her hard on the mouth. She didn't resist, even opening her mouth to accept my tongue in a soul kiss.

But, it ended there. She pushed me away, rose and walked away, hips swinging in that 'you want me way' as she returned to the house, leaving me there naked in the pool.

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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #3 on: June 22, 2005, 12:46:34 PM »
(as Claire)

She was fascinated as Roy walked out of the house and just stripped right there in front of her last night....she watched as he dove...and then followed him with that icey blue gaze...he was definitely sexy...was Lisa setting her up for something...Lisa had been after her for years to find someone...but in true "Claire" fashion she didn't think it was safe...no one was safe around her for long periods of time really...was Roy any different...perhaps...he was trained...but then again that is why she never let Vinny into her life...sex was all that was between the two...and in some small way she loved Vinny...perhaps too much that she didn't want to risk anything happening to him....who knew what someone would do to anyone in her life if she or they were captured...she didn't want to take that chance...

And now here was Roy...swimming in her pool naked...he even asked her to join him...why not...sliding the wrap off she slid into the pool...after a few moments of conversation and his hands upon her waist she pushed him away and slipped beneath the surface of the water...she was under for many minutes watching him...when it became clear to her that he could not feel her movements she surfaced and whispered softly in his ear...she wanted to know what he was thinking...

She knew he was lying...she could tell by his elevated heart rate even though it was so minute most would miss it...moving to the steps she sat and watched as he came closer...she wasn't going to smile but she did...she was relaxing with him around...but still...as he pointed out she was always alert...years of training...years of doing what she did would not allow for anything else...after a few moments of conversation he kissed her...she did not resist in the beginning actually inviting the kiss...then pushing him away she walked from the pool...he had said something about showering together had he not...she wondered if he would follow her...

he hadn't followed her so she showered alone...and in the candle lit room of her shower she explored a side of herself that she rarely let surface...the side that needed the human contact...lost in the quiet she surrendered to her need...all alone in the candle light
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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #4 on: June 23, 2005, 10:31:33 PM »
((posted by Roy Ravelle))

It was on the third day of my stay that the training reached it's peak. Claire was out running on the sandy beach while I worked out in her training room, a gym like room with free weights and a work out mat. I was studying the locked glass case of weapons when she entered, dressed in a sports bra and a pair of shorts that looked like they were painted on her body.

I should have been more alert, but the thought of being inside her dimmed my normally sharp senses. I found myself down on the mat, while her voice once again chastised me with her knowing laugh. She was slick and fast. She helped me up carefully, watching my every move, expecting an attempt at retaliation, but I merely rose and smiled.

She sent her maid away after Maria set the table for our lunch. Claire showed me a small case and asked me if I would choose to watch the case, Maria leaving, or her. Another test which I failed miserably. One glance at the case she offered and I felt the cold steel of her Beretta on my temple. She shook her head and said, "Wrong again, Roy… You must think faster."

She took me to the table and said enough, time for lunch. This time it was me that managed to gain the temporary upper hand, simply pretending to start eating while I carefully place my bare foot between her thighs, my toe toying with her little pearl.

She refused to acknowledge my success, not uttering a sound as I toyed with her. I chuckled as I felt the dampness with my toe and saw the two bumps in her tight sports bra. She knew that I knew I'd finally won at least a moment. She tried to make little of it, instead asking what caused the nasty scar in my shoulder. I explained my contest with the Russian that shot me there, and how close I'd come to death before killing him.

She asked me if I would be capable of killing person, if given that command. I told her I'd been forced to kill three men ……….  and one woman. The woman was a Russian that had killed my girlfriend, a Special Victims Agent that had rooted the Russian out. Although I was disobeying orders, I seduced the woman and killed her by gutting her with a hidden knife during intercourse, the very same method she had used with my Stella. I actually sat there and watched the Russian bleed to death before turning her over to the police.

After lunch she said it was time for the real training. She said that we would play cat and mouse in the house, her the person I was sent to kill, but who had guessed my intent. The rules were simple. No guns, it was to be hand to hand combat in the house. The first to draw blood would be the winner. I started telling her I would count to one hundred, but she said not to bother and suddenly disappeared into the house.

((to be continued))
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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #5 on: June 24, 2005, 07:27:25 AM »
she had awoken at her usual 5 a.m. when in the Cayman's...leaving Roy to sleep she donned her running gear and was off...her usual trek round the island...one Beretta on the holster inside her jacket her...her typical black fitted short and sports bra with the matching hoodie...her hair pulled back off her face...she ran along the beach for hours really...she knew everyone on this stretch and no one seemed to mind anyone else running along...eventually she made her way to the road...looking at her watch even though she already knew what time it was she wondered what Roy would be up to...she had told Marie to let him sleep as long as he needed but to leave a note for her as to the time he awoke...Maria knew Claire would be gone until just before lunch...

Claire found herself thinking of him often...it was unusual for someone to get to her the way he did...very unusual...as she ran along she also remembered her lost moments in the candle lit shower...she had only been with Vinny a few short weeks ago and yet here she was finding herself drawn to this man she was to train...training would start after lunch...something she knew he needed...he needed to become more aware of his surroundings...and she would see to it...

once she got back to the house she saw that Maria was preparing lunch...finding Roy in the gym she watched him....again he had no idea she was there...she watched as he looked in her locked weapons case...and asked if she knew how to use them all...her reply was a simple "yes"...he too would learn how to use them...though he most deadly of weapons were her hands as his would be too...sure she has her Beretta...her signature if you will...but one still needs to be able to survive without such luxuries...

as she approached him she knew the training would begin now....he needed to be aware all the time...whatever it was Lisa had planned for him this he needed to know...even if he wasn't on duty or involved in a job...one never knew what would happen...and one always needed to be prepared for anything...it wasn't long before he was flipped on to the mat for once again letting his guard down...and only moments once again with her Beretta placed to his temple...such a rookie...

during lunch he decided to start his own games...his foot firmly placed against her shorts as his toes played with the sensitive pearl she already had from the night before...even though she didn't let it show with emotions the effect he was having on her she knew he could tell by the wetness and the hardened buds...though he did seem disappointed she did not whimper...

after sending Maria home for the day...more for her own safety than anything she had engaged in conversation with him about a scar he had on his shoulder...this lead to a discussion on the people he had killed...and he asked her how many people she had killed...which she told him was classified...there were too many to count really...though she was able to close her eyes and pictured each one on her mind...there were over a hundred in the years she had been working for the agency...

the conversation took a turn when Roy talked about killing a woman because the woman had killed his girlfriend...that would be something she would need to watch...killing for revenge was not something that was needed or wanted on some of the types of assignments she knew he would be going on...this was the type of behaviour that could get someone killed...and she didn't want to see him that way...

after lunch the training would really begin...one knife...his...and hand to hand...he would have to watch very closely...she did have the upper hand as it was her house...he was such a gentle man he even offered to count to one hundred...she laughed inwardly and told him that was not necessary...the first one to draw blood would win...before he could even speak again she was gone...that silent stealth like movement taking over as she made her way to her room...slipping into the secret room...of coarse she had left a few things unturned...a few cushions tossed here and there...a few of this and that out of place...she watched all the cameras with those blues that had now turned to ice...this...this was to be the beginning...and all it did at the moment was excite her beyond even her belief...she knew the struggle she was to have with him would not only be one of pure physical violence but one of heated fore play as well...as her pink tongue slipped out and rolled across her lips she exited the secret room with ease as the game of cat and mouse was now on...

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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #6 on: June 24, 2005, 04:41:58 PM »
((posted as Roy Ravelle))

Yes, the game of cat and mouse was on!. My cell phone rang after Claire disappeared. I expected it to be Claire trying to provoke me, but instead it turned out to be our boss, Lisa Cohen. She asked how things were going and chuckled at the cat and mouse game.

Lisa said she was hoping that we might find a way to work together on an upcoming case, in spite of the fact that we both preferred to work alone. She said the next target was extremely dangerous and she had no desire to lose either of us.

After she hung up, I left the kitchen, dumped the dagger Claire gave me and my own favorite switch blade in the pool where neither of us could utilize them. This will be hand to hand combat.

I laughed to myself when I saw her move past a patio window, knowing she was hoping I would take the bait and run after her. Instead I headed quickly to my guest room, knowing she no doubt had access to the security camera monitors. I ditched my clods and went barefoot, wearing only my work out shorts. After sticking some gum on the camera in my bedroom I slipped out my open window and climbed a drain pipe up on the roof.

I scooped up bird poop off the roof and blocked the security camera on the roof. Assuming that she could hear me on the roof, but not see me, I made noise heading back towards my guestroom, then shot a wire back at her bedroom chimney and swung over there making nary a sound.

I guess she was smarter then I thought, because she must have lit the gas burner and the chimney began heating up. I heard her open her bedroom window and yell out, "Rookie!"

Never one to miss a dare, I used my wire to vault off the roof and swing in through the now open window, ready for hand to hand battle. She surprised me all right. She was now spread eagled on her bed, totally naked! What a tempting sight!

I stripped out of my workout shorts and gave HER something to look at. Using one of the four silk scarves I had stuck in my shorts pocket, I tied off her left ankle to the nearest bedpost. Before I could anchor the other leg, she used it beautifully to flip me over on the bed. She could have won right there but chose to pass and monitor my next move.

Trust me, it wasn't easy to watch her hands instead of her naked breasts with their erect little nipples, or her totally exposed garden. Hell, she even arched her back to improve the view while I tied her other ankle to the other bedpost.

She just sort of smiled, swiped one of the remaining two scarves and tied our wrists together, sat up and kissed me hard on the mouth. I felt her teeth dig in my lip drawing  first blood to win the game.

I conceded her victory, but used that moment to tie our other writs together and using my superior strength, pinned her arms over her head. One thrust and I penetrated her garden, taking her in my own way. The remaining wild affair was censored in the room, but trust me, she more than whimpered.

One point for Claire, one point for Roy.

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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #7 on: June 25, 2005, 02:20:53 PM »
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Saturday June 25, 2005
After a long morning run on the sandy beaches of Claire's Cayman Island home, I found her sipping iced tea on the veranda. I eased up quietly and made my presence know by gently massaging her shoulders. I have to admit it also gave me a splendid view down her chest, the same chest I'd recently enjoyed totally naked last night in out training program.

I requested a sip of her iced tea and she obliged me with a smile, one of the few smiles I had seen from this amazingly talented woman since I'd met her. Obviously, our wild affair the previous day had relaxed her.

I asked if she ever snorkeled and as expected she advised me that she was an expert. We agreed to spend the afternoon looking at some of the fabulous coral reefs surrounding the island. I couldn't help but wonder, as I went in the bath house to obtain our gear, if she'd had enjoyed sex underwater.

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Re: Claire Takes Roy to the Caymans
« Reply #8 on: June 28, 2005, 09:42:16 AM »
It was turning into one of those days...Lisa had called and wanted both her and Roy back in New York...she hates New York...this must be pretty big if one...Lisa wants her to work with someone...and two...Lisa is calling her back to New York...so Maria was told that Claire would be away for a while...the usual applying....close up the house and check on it once a week...blah blah blah...soon she would be able to retire...but then again does one retire from this line of work really...she knows such other agents who have been doing this job for a long time...not really allowed to fully retire is her understanding...though she does have the capabilities to just disappear...

As she was packing up the files she would need in the secret room she heard Roy calling...turning around she realized the panel wasn't fully closed...damn....she listened and after a few moments she decided what the heck....walking to the panel she opened it and stood there watching him...he was looking for her but not hard...though when he did spy her she was sure he was surprised...he was impressed by the gadgets in her room...though they are an everyday thing to her she doesn't find them all that special or impressive...
 
there was some small talk in the room though when the two left Roy actually surprised Claire by pressing her up against the wall...it wasn't long before the two bodies were one...passion...lust and heat driving both...and again on the plane on the way back to the states...like they were both trying to get their fill of one another before they would have to start work...

As Roy slept on the plane Claire thought back and the fact that he had surprised her was a mistake she would never make again...no one had ever surprised her...she was always in control...needed and liked that control...perhaps diving head first into locating Tristan was what she needed...she would have to push Roy out of her mind if she could...that was a big if she could...she would hate for any part of this mission to be compromised because of feelings...

Laying back in her seat she watched him sleep for a while before she pulled out her files and began going over them...
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