‘How are you?
Lydia followed the nurse to the other side of the bed, leant over and kissed him on the cheek. ‘I’m fine Pete, they’ve told me I can go home.’
Peter held up bandaged hands. ‘I’m alright, apart from burns on the back of these. They’re worried about letting me out because there’s no one at home to look after me.’
‘That’s not a problem, you can come home with me.’
Nurse Pemberton smiled at Lydia. ‘That will be wonderful. We could do with freeing up this room. I’ll tell the doctor, he will want to brief you on what to do.’
DS Kimberley leapt from his chair and positioned himself between the nurse and the door. ‘Hold it! This person can’t leave, not without my permission – he’s a suspect.’
‘A suspect for what?’ Lydia directed the question as much to Peter as the policeman.
Peter laughed. ‘Arson.’
‘It’s no laughing matter Mr Bunford. Your name has been passed to me for investigation from the very highest level.’ DS Kimberley was desperate to assert his authority, something which he had no difficulty with in the force due to his rank and the support he received from the Chief Superintendent. It was with the general public that he experienced some difficulty. He was on a fast track for promotion, but looked young for his twenty eight years with the smooth chin of a teenager and a predisposition to flush, which was taken by many as the blush of a shy young man.
Peter chuckled. ‘Can you guess where that might have come from?’
Lydia smiled. ‘Don’t tell me, it must be Simon Niggard. He’s always boasting about having friends in high places.’
DS Kimberley flushed. ‘There is also the serious matter of assault. I could arrest you for that.’
Nurse Pemberton pushed past and opened the door. ‘There won’t be any arresting; this man needs looking after and that won’t happen at your police station. He stays here until the doctor decides otherwise.’ She opened the door and held it open. DS Kimberly slowly took out his notebook, a ruse which usually made people stop and listen, and flicked it open.
‘I will need to know where this person is going to.’ He looked directly at Peter. ’Peter Bunford, you must contact me if you change your address – and don’t attempt to leave the country.’
Without a word, Lydia took the notebook and pen from him. Wrote down her, name, address and telephone number and handed it back.
It was just before 8 pm when Natasha parked Barrie’s BMW in one of the spaces reserved for visitors at Laburnham Court. Lights were on in the entrance hall to give it welcoming glow, but the door was locked; as Lucinda Lovebrace said it would be. Natasha jabbed Barrie’s strong, stubby forefinger on the black button adjacent to her name. She answered on the second time of asking. The door buzzed and one of the heavy glass doors swung open. She turned to watch the door close behind her, waiting for it to lock, as instructed.
The dedicated lift for the penthouse. opened onto a large, plush carpeted hallway. An incredibly beautiful, dark haired woman, wearing what looked like a white medical coat, was sitting in a large leather chair with her legs crossed to reveal an immodest expanse of shapely thigh. She smiled. ‘How lovely to see you again Mr Billingsgate, especially on my home ground. Don’t worry; we won’t have to use a chair again.’
Warning bells sounded for Natasha. What had Barrie not told her? She forced a smile. ‘Thanks for seeing me at such short notice Miss Lovebrace.’
Lucinda Lovebrace laughed. ‘My word, aren’t we being formal? Listening to us, no one would believe that a couple of months ago we were trying to fuck each other senseless.’
Natasha’s worst fears were realised. She was lost for words, but Lucinda Lovebrace was not expecting a reply. She extended her hand; Natasha took it and with Barrie’s enormous strength, pulled her easily to her feet. She smiled. ‘Thank you Barrie. We can hardly talk business out here, let’s go into my office. Keeping a firm grip on his hand she pulled him towards an impressive oak door and pressed the palm of her other hand against an entry recognition pad. The heavy door slid quietly to one side and tugging him along, she stepped through into a small hall. As the oak door shut behind them, she turned her head to explain. ‘We have to wait for a few seconds for the scan. You can’t be too careful in my line of business.’
Natasha caught the sweetness of her breath and the whiff of an exotic perfume; it was heady mixture which brought about an instant reaction from Barrie’s ‘old boy’ which had behaved itself all day, even when in close proximity to Sam. Lucinda Lovebrace pushed back against the stiffening penis, obviously expecting their close physical proximity to have the desired effect. It worried Natasha that she knew her husband so well. A green light shone over the door. Lucinda Lovebrace turned her head and grinned. ‘We can go through, but I must get it checked, the scan seems to have missed a dangerous concealed weapon.’ She placed her hand on another pad and the door opened into a corridor; a door opposite into a large, dimly lit room. Natasha willed Barrie’s eyes away from the long slim legs as she strode ahead, but they returned, mesmerised by the sensuous swaying of a figure which somehow turned a perfectly ordinary white coat, into an erotic garment. When Lucinda Lovebrace opened the door to her office Natasha was caught in a beam of light which revealed that Barrie’s erection was very much in evidence. To Natasha it felt like a betrayal but to Lucinda Lovebrace it was a triumph.
‘Some weapons are easier to conceal than others.’ She moved close and placed her hands on the front of Barrie’s trousers. One gripped the base of his penis. The other one slowly travelled up the shaft, gently squeezing until it reached the sensitive spot under the head which she teased with long nails. Natasha moaned and tried to pull away. ‘I don’t want this. We have some important business to discuss. ’
Lucinda raised a beautifully shaped eyebrow at the outburst and moved her lower hand to his testicles which she gently massaged as she teased the head. ‘If I know anything about cocks Barrie, and believe me, I know a great deal; what you want doesn’t count; not one little jot; cocks have minds of their own.’
Natasha groaned to herself. She knew from her experience in Barrie’s body over the past few days just how true that was, but she was determined to put up a fight. ‘You did say we could discuss the Dynamic situation sensibly?’
Lucinda looked into Barrie’s eyes and ran her tongue suggestively along her upper lip. Natasha imagined it flicking and curling around the head of Barrie’s cock and the shudder of anticipated pleasure did not go unnoticed. ‘Let’s not waste time Barrie. I’ll give you everything you want – afterwards. I’ve listed all the names and sales we’ve made on a disc. All we need to do is agree a royalty percentage for Travel Plan.’
Natasha wanted to ask what she had in mind, but the words were smothered by her succulent lips. Natasha tried to resist, but there was something animal in Lucinda Lovebrace which stirred the animal in Barrie, a force she was at a loss to control. Barrie’s hands moved directly onto her buttocks and pulled her hard against his aching penis. She gasped; partly in surprise, but mostly in pleasure. Her tongue probed Barrie’s mouth and Natasha responded by sucking it and flicking it with Barrie’s tongue. She uttered a breathless, ‘come on‘, and tugged him into the bedroom where seductive lighting gave her skin a golden glow as she slipped the white coat from her shoulders.