Sirens, p.50
Sirens, page 50
around her thighs. A great heat emanated from between them. ''t you want
to ... suck thenif Tie moved her head away, fear and something more in
her eyes. ' are you doing?' Her voice quivered and finally broke. ' must
be mad.' ', that's right' - her hands-abandoned her own breasts,
greedily dug beneath Tie's open blouse -'mad. I'm mad. But then' - she
bent her head, licked at the cleavage between Tie's breasts, and grinned
-'so are you." She began to grind her hips into Tie's. '. I feel it. Oh
I feel it.
I knew you wanted it ... secretly wanted it.' Quickly then she stripped
off Tie's blouse and, making sure she had leverage, went to work on her
skirt. She went back to caressing Tie's breasts, feeling the
responsiveness in the body beneath her coming reluctantly at first, then
spasmodically. Tie began to pant, arching her hips up but when Daina
began to pull her jeans off, she moaned, ', no, no. Don't. Oh. Oh,
don't. Ohp Because Daina had touched her mount, found it already wet.
But Tie was still crying softly, ', no,' and Daina began to croon to
her, as her lips and tongue worked their way down to the moist flesh,
dipping into her navel, swirling the tip 436 moving slowly downward to
the first fringe of pubic then, as Daina's lips were about to encompass
Tie's pulled desperately away. ot yet,' she cried. ', I've got to have
it,' pursuing Ps mount with her own. She worked for leverage and gave it
grudgingly to her. She hooked her left leg beneath a, spreading them and
Daina's own in the process. They now joined like a pair of scissor
blades. mediately, Tie scooped Daina's upper torso to her, their sts
rubbing together as she ground herself into Daina. r and faster Tie
drove the pace, her eyes closed, until a could feel the sexual tension
running through her, singing a live wire, her muscles bunching as she
rode towards the d then her hands pressed down sharply against Daina's
ders, pushing her down until her head was on a level with a's writhing
hips. ' she moaned. ' me come, g.' Her fingers twined in Daina's hair,
the sharp nails g the scalp. '! I'm almost there. Oh.
darling!' She ed as Daina lowered her mouth into that hot wetness. ',
yes, yes!' aina knew that Tie was lost in her ecstasy, that all she d
think of was completion, heard her say, ' don't you him alonev The cry
of a little girl. Someone Tie had been but so long ago, so deeply buried
that she was never save for these brief moments. ' it's heaven 1 Darling
ven!' But the pressure had suddenly left the core of her her eyes
opened. ', what are you doing? I'm ready ome. Suck me V @fln a minute'
Daina said, crawling up over Tie's shaking y. The other woman winced
with the sliding contact. Tie tied and her hips arched spastically up.
''t you like ave this all the time?' ', darling' - Tie's fingers gripped
her powerfully - ''t now. Finish me 1' ;'I'll finish you,' Daina said,
using her thumbs and forefingers. t first you must do something.' ',
ohh!' Tie's fingers came down over Daina's caressing 437 their backs as
they worked. ''m just there,' she groaned. ', ohhhp Daina took her hands
away. ', don't stop now!" She grabbed at Daina's hands, tried to pull
them back to ber heated flesh. ', listen to me.' ' ... what is it?'Her
hips continued to pump but Daina arched her body, keeping herself close
enough so their skin brushed. ' ...' ' can have this any time, Tie,'
Daina whispered in her ear, kissed the shell. ' time. Would you like
that?" "Yes ... oh I Yes.' ' then - go back to Nigel ... or anyone else
you please. But not Chris ... '. I want to come.' Her hands moved to the
juncture of her thighs but Daina, atop her, slapped them away. Tie's
eyes flew open. ' that,' she grunted. ' me there ...' ' this?' She drew
one hand back, slashed it up between Tie's wet thighs.
Tie's body jumped as if electrified. ' ... oh yes! Morep ' when you
agree.' ', yes, yes V ' what?' ', I'll go back to Nigel." She giggled.
''s a lousy lover anyway. I just wanted to make it com ... complete.'
Her hand scrabbled in the pocket of her balled-up skirt, came away with
a capsule. ' Locker Room.' She took the capsule of amyl nitrite, held it
under her nose, sucking up the gas. ''d rather have you, Daina. Rather
have you doing this to me ... doing this to you. Your fifty-foot face
... your hungry lips ... your icon eyes on me.' Daina's head lowered and
her fingers slid beneath Tie, lifting the other woman's hips off the
sofa, plunging headlong into her core. ' God, oh God, oh God ... yes!'
Tie began to tremble and jerk uncontrollably in an orgasm so powerful
that at its end, she passed out.
Which was just as well, for Daina, sickened, stumbled up and ran, making
the bathroom just in time. She knelt in front of the cool porcelain bowl
and was violently ill. God, she thought. Oh God, oh God, in unconscious
ion of Tie's own wordi uttered moments before. But the gs were quite
different. s Daina stood shakily up, put her head in the sink and ed on
the cold water, she felt an odd sense of disorientation. , the fabric of
her life was being twisted all out of shape, I she no longer had control
of her hands and feet and or, rather, that these essential elements of
her physical were in the possession of some unknown being. t it's you 1
her mind screamed at her. You! You 1 You! did not stir even when Daina
returned to stand over her. it has begun, I must see it through, Daina
thought. But is the easy part. I won't even have to act.
Tie's eyes opened and her lips murmured something soft
indistinguishable. Her arms were over her head, her back ly arched. It
was a provocative, vulnerable pose and a reflected she had never seen
Tie look so soft. guidly, Tie reached out with both hands, stroked along
na's thigh. ' me touch you there,' she said in a whisper. d when Daina
stepped back a pace, ', please.' She pressed her cheek against Daina's
stomach and one hand ed through Daina's legs. ''ve never knelt before
someone.' voice was clogged with emotion. ' didn't come. Let ... Let me
-' aina thrust her head away roughly. ' out of herev Her ce was harsh
and grating. Tie jerked as if the words had a whiplash.
aina bent, picked up Tie's clothes. These she thrust rudely the other
woman's lap, pulled her to her feet. Without g another word, she dragged
Tie down the silent hall to front door. Put on your clothes and leave!"
Daina commanded and her standing there, shivering and wide-eyed. the
blackness there was a stirring. The sounds of movement, ive and
stealthy. Abruptly, the sounds of choking, flailing, h of a splintered
object, a hoarse shout. The flashlights burned. El-Kalaam's voice was
heard over 438 439 the tumult. Silhouettes: shapes and shadows dancing
along the walls, grotesque, sharply defined. El-Kalaam fired three shots
in rapid succession over everyone's heads. Order was returned. The
lights came on. Heather and Rachel were near the bookcase, where they
had been sleeping. Thomas and Rudd were on the sofa, the English MPs
close beside them on the floor. Ren6 Louch, tousle-haired and
bleary-eyed, was sitting up against a floorlength mirror. Only Emouleur
was still lying down. He was sprawled on his stomach with his head and
shoulders in the deep shadows of the fireplace. El-Kalaam looked darkly
around the room. ' him upp Rita picked her way forward, kicked at the
young Frenchman's side with the tip of her boot. He did not stir.
Immediately she bent down, put her fingers along the side of his throat.
.She looked up. ',' she said. '.' ''ve been given your answer,
El-Kalaam,' Rudd said. ' one's going to sign anything.' ' take it then
you killed him.' El-Kalaam's voice was cold, emotionless.
"I didn't say that. I wish it had occurred to me.' ' good," El-Kalaam
said. f But it won't work.' He gave a curt jerk of his head and Malaguez
took Rudd up by his shirtfront. ' him to the hot box." "Non!' Louch
cried out. He struggled to his feet, leaning heavily on the mirror
behind him. He swayed a little. ' have the wrong man. He did not kill
Michel; I did.' ' did?' El-Kalaam said. ' interesting.
And for what possible reason?' ' was young, impressionable.' The French
ambassador tried to get his hair out of his eyes. ' did not see what you
were doing to him; I did. He did not understand how you were turning
him; I did. He would never have been the same. Never thought the same
way or acted the same way.' ' was the point.' ', I know. And that is why
he had to be stopped. He had to be ' from himself or, rather, what you
had turned him into.' There was anguish on Louch's face. ' tried my best
o 440 to him but it did no good. Amd I -' He seemed to choke ' words. '
choice I had to make ... was not an easy . I could not allow our
government to be dragged into this ' this way.' ,'I see,' El-Kalaam said
calmly. ', it does not inatter." turned away. ' off. Everyone stands for
the remainder the night." Blackness. , light of morning. Colours came up
slowly; in the lpaper, the cream and gilt walls; brightness reflected
off the I mirror.
Only two hours remain,' Malaguez said to El-Kalaam. e all know what has
to be done ... one way or another.' essi came up, joined them. ' do not
think the Israelis will give in,' Malaguez said. Fessi's face registered
contempt. ' Americans and the ish will persuade the Zionists to bend
from their unyielding rse. Between them they have enough power. It's
been eroded still ... what would Israel do without the support of the
icans?' the westemers understand our intent well enough,' aguez replied.
"We seem to bewilder thein.' I-Kalaam grunted. ' westerners understand
philosophy ell as they do Allah, which is to say not at all.
What they derstand is bullets and gelignite and death. One must extreme
measures to get them into action. All subtlety s through their minds
like a shadow without substance. e they will do what we deniand.' ime,"
Fessi said. ' weighs about my neck like a stone.' slapped his left hand
against the side of his AKM. ' long battle. Part of me wants the
deadline to come and pass ut the radio telling us of victory. I long to
wreak death destruction.' hat's because you're mad,' Malaguez said.
"Your mother've dropped you on your head when you were ssi leaped for
him; El-Kalaam stepped calmly in between. t's enough! ' cried. ' both of
you.' He looked away them to where Heather and Rachel stood against the
ase. ', take the girl. Fessi, go make certain the is turned to the right
frequency.' Rita took Heather by 441 the elbow.
"Then join us in the hot box. Now we'll see what these two are made of
.' They went down the hall single file. Nothing had changed inside the
room at the far end of the hall. The windows were still covered, the bed
overturned. The floor was slick with pink fluid. The rubber hose snaked
across the floor towards the spot where Bock had fallen. ' have you done
with Susan?' Heather said. ' was of no more use to us." El-Kalaam
gestured to Malaguez. ' her there.' Malaguez shoved Rachel down on to
the stained seat of the chair where Bock had sat. Rachel's face was
shiny with sweat. As she sat, she looked at Heather in silent
communication. ' we want from you is simple,' El-Kalaam said in his most
reasonable voice. ' statement from you.' He looked at Rachel.
"Just imagine how the world would react to a signed statement from you
endorsing our aims.' ' one would believe it.' ' course we could write it
ourselves, sign it ourselves but that's merely a stop-gap. We need the
authenticity of your own hand.' ' way,' Rachel reiterated, ' one would
believe ft.' He scowled blackly at her, then dismissed her words with a
wave of his hand. ' course they would.
People are gullible. They believe what they want to believe or ... what
they are led to believe. There is a great deal of positive sentiment for
our cause around the world. People are merely frightened of expressing
it openly ... the Zionist thugs are everywhere.' ' we want is to live in
peace,' Rachel said. El-Kalaam spat and his face worked in a grimace.
"Peace. Oh, yes, of course. Your peace. You wish to live in a world
without Arabs.' ' the contrary, it is you who wish us destroyed."
"Twister of truthp he cried. And then a much softer voice: ' is just
this kind of insane thinking we wish to free you from.' He smiled
crookedly. ' have the time - and the methods.' He reached for her.
"Leave her alone,' Heather said. ''s just a baby.' El-Kalaam turned.
"A baby, you say? And do you think if I loaded gun into this baby's hand
she would not blow my out in the first instant? Oh, yes, she would.' He
came to where Heather stood. Rita was just behind and to the of her.
_@-"You still have not grasped what this is all about, have you? I see
not.' He pointed back to Rachel. ' baby is the ... the key to everything
... to all our dreams. I do not about the others in there ... they're of
no use to me. But one ... she is everything to me. our husband grasped
this from the first. It's why he did t he did. I admired him for that.
He was an amateur trying, one brief moment, to become a professional. He
succeeded. you,' he said contemptuously, ''re nothing but a rabbit r.
You have the rabbit-shooter's mentality. You have no conception of life
and death; when to initiate the one or other.
Your husband at least knew that. He was a tionary at heart. You're
nothing but a housewife who's trained to pull a trigger on a target
range. You've got no nocourage.' e gripped her jaw, shook her head back
and forth beneath scrutiny of his gaze, ' just remember to keep your
shut from now on. Watch what happens. If you speak, will o ' the side of
your head with the butt of her p I ne pistol. Is that clear?" ther
nodded mutely. -Kalaam made a curt gesture. ' begin.' found out
something you ouglif to know.' did not use her name or his own; he was
far too security ious. Nevertheless she recognized his voice
immediately. thought of his warm spangled smile, his ruined artist's .
She sucked in her breath. ' is it?' ot over the phone,' Meyer said.
"We should ineet.' thought of the film's hectic schedule; they were so
to a wrap now. Her heart sank. ' can't come down to iego. u won't have
to,' he said easily. ''m in LA.' eref , around.' He laughed and she
recalled the rich scent of 442 his cologne, the dry leathery skin of
his cheek. ' you get away for an hour?' Daina looked at her watch.
"At dusk,' she said. ''ve got to catch all the light. How's six-thirty?'
'.' He paused. ' me in front of your friend Maggie, s grave. ' know
where ' know where it is.' ' that case," Daina said, ''t forget to bring
flowers.' She had a studio limo drive her out to the cemetery that
evening. She was doing this more and more now) leaving the silver Merc
at home. It was, she had begun by telling herself, merely a factor of
bow tired she was. She had always loved driving but now it had become a
chore to get herself to and from the set. And when she had brought up
the point to Beillmann he had, without another word, picked up the phone
and ordered her a limo. Now as she lay back in the seat, turning into
the light of the portable mirror so Anna could carefully remove her
makeup, she saw that this service was nothing more than what was due
her. She sighed a little, the feel of the cool cold cream soothing
against her skin. For a time, she put Meyer out of her mind, along with
the intense anticipation she felt at the meeting.
What did he have for her? She thought of New York and wintertime. It was
hard to imagine them both now or, more accurately, feel them both.
Christmas in New York had somehow faded to the aspect of a scene she
once did in a film a long time ago on a set out in the valley - dim and
not quite real. She longed to go back East, to renew her love affair
with the city that never slept. Champagne and caviare swam somnolently
through her veins and, above her head, the tall dusty palms slid by in
the stealthy arrival of evening. Here there was nothing but palms and
Mercs and time flowing by without tone or variation from the changing of
the weather or even the seasons. ' done, Miss. Whitney! ' Alex drop you
