I stood there, happy to see all of THEM happy, for several minutes as they quickly got familiar with each other, in more ways than one.
Finally, they settled down enough that Lucy, then Amy, remembered that they'd left me standing there. Even after Lucy and Amy stopped, it still took a few seconds before Robyn and Sandra followed their example.
I told Lucy "We've still got a bunch of FBI agents hanging around us, so don't kill her, okay? It wouldn't look good. And remember that she still has to be able to get out of here under her own power so she can get some rest tomorrow; she's got work to do tomorrow night, right?"
Lucy grinned at me, and said "Yes, Boss. No killing FBI people, check. Has to leave under her own power, check. Has to get some rest tomorrow, check. Are ravishing and debauchery allowed?"
I grinned back, and said "As long as you don't break the rules, yes.
But I'll warn you: she's a fast learner, so you may have your hands full."
Lucy looked down to where she had one of Amy's breasts in her hand, and reported "Yes, one of them already is!" – and all four of them started giggling.
Finally, Amy looked up at me, and asked "What about you?"
"I think I'm going to have some things to do tomorrow, so I'd better get some sleep. Besides, they left us alone, so I'll leave you alone.
You ladies have fun."
Sandra spoke up, saying "Uh, Dan?"
"What is it, Stinker?"
"Um, I think I'd be more comfortable with you, instead of here. Can I stay with you tonight?"
When she heard that, Amy got a surprised, slightly pained look on her face. When Lucy saw it, she explained "It's not you, Amy. Sandra started her period yesterday, and she just doesn't want her problem to get in the way of your fun. Our fun."
Relieved, Amy looked at Sandra, and told her "Sandra, all four of us have periods, right? I promise, it won't bother me; but if it makes you feel better, and you really want to, then I won't mind if you want to stay with Dan tonight."
Sandra thought it over for a bit, then looked at me and said "Uh, is it okay if I come over there later?"
I laughed, and told her "Sure, Sandra. Any time you want will be fine."
Relieved, Sandra looked at Amy as she said "In that case, I think I'd like to stay here for a little while."
That settled, I wished them all a good night – "I think it will be!", Lucy told me, laughing – and I headed back into Lucy's room, closing the door behind me. Once there, I got myself a beer out of the minibar, and laid back to watch a movie while I drank it – it still wasn't very late at night.
An hour or so later, Sandra came wobbling into the room, obviously worn out – and, just as obviously, happy as she could be. She came over to kiss me, and I caught the distinct smells of the other three, with a predominance of Amy. I grinned at her and asked "I'll take it that all of you have been having fun?" She just giggled, and said "Yeah. Lots of it. That Amy is a GOOD kisser!"
I gave her a pat on the fanny, and said "That she is. Why don't you grab a quick shower, and when you get out, we'll lay here and snuggle for a while."
She nodded her agreement, and pulled my hand over so she could have a sip of my beer before she headed for the bathroom.
A few minutes later, she came out and crawled into bed with me, tucking herself into my side and pulling my arm around her. We lay there like that until the movie finished; as the credits were scrolling, I looked down to see that she'd fallen asleep. Carefully, so as not to disturb her, I called down to leave a wakeup call at the front desk. I also spoke to Agent Gallery, to let him know that Amy would be staying with us for a while – possibly until morning. I heard the smile in his voice as he told me "Good. She's a damn fine agent, but she doesn't have enough*friends*. She needs to unwind a little." I knew that HE knew something was happening – and cared only that she was being properly treated, and taken care of.
"You sound like an understanding man, Agent Gallery."
"Please, call me Tom. Maybe I am, I don't know. I just know that we're a tight bunch of people. We have to be, of course. While the rest of us talk about our home lives with each other, it seems like Amy never talks about the people she knows AWAY from work. She's a damn good looking woman, but we never see HER come in looking like the rest of us do when WE'VE gotten plenty of 'bed rest', as we call it. She's due for it. She deserves it."
"You're certainly a thoughtful man, Tom. Well, we won't be going out tonight, so you can make your arrangements accordingly. I seriously doubt that any of us will be awake before, oh, eight o'clock, at the earliest."
"Thanks. Take good care of her, Dan."
"We will, Tom. Good night."
That done, I hung up the phone, and rolled onto my side so I could hold Sandra close to me as I fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning before my wakeup call; I went ahead and called down to let them know they could cancel it. Sandra looked like she was pretty well out of it, so I went ahead and got some coffee started before heading into the bathroom.
Clean and shaven, I saw that the coffeemaker was done, and poured myself a cup – Sandra was still well and truly out of it.
When I'd finished my coffee, I called down to the front desk, and was quickly put in touch with the duty agent – Agent Hendricks. I told him that everyone else was sleeping in, but that I'd be down for some breakfast in about ten minutes, if that was okay. He assured me that the caf in the hotel was quite slow, and that they'd be waiting for me. He also told me that I had a message from Jules Francone – Agent Gallery had had the front desk hold the call so that we wouldn't be disturbed so soon after the 'incident', as he put it. I thanked him, and hung up before pouring myself a second cup of coffee.
As I was going through the second cup, I got dressed; when I saw Amy's purse with her weapon in it, I decided that I should probably take it to the other room, where she could see that it was safe. I carefully opened the door, and saw the three of them snuggling together on the bed; Amy was wrapped up by Lucy and Robyn. All three had happy, satiated smiles on their faces, so I knew they'd had a good time. I put Amy's purse on a dresser, well away from anything else, so that she could see it from the bed. I couldn't help stopping by the bed to give all three of them a kiss, not at all surprised that each of them smelled strongly of the other two. Again, I couldn't resist the temptation to grab my digital camera and take a few photos, a mix of close-ups of each of them, and a few of them as a group.
That done, I went back into Lucy's room, closing the door behind me, and put on my holstered pistol before heading for the door. I quietly undid all the locks, then opened it a crack to peer into the hallway.
There were two different agents out there; again, one at each end of the hallway. Both nodded in greeting, and I went on out, making sure the door was locked behind me. Down in the lobby, I saw that Agent Hendricks wasn't in any mood to fool around – there were a couple of people in suits that all but screamed "FBI". I stopped by the desk and picked up the message they had for me before heading for the caf. I was only a couple of feet from the desk when a man walked toward me – Agent Hendricks, I expected. He introduced himself, and thanked me for letting them know what my plans were. I assured him it was okay, and inquired about the men in suits who were making no pretense of not watching out for me. He told me "I know that you don't think anyone from the Francone family will be bothering you, but it seemed prudent to make sure that anyone else out there knows we're here, too." I thanked him, and asked if I could buy him a cup of coffee. He hesitated, and I told him "I expect that I'm going to be paying some people a visit- probably today, but maybe tomorrow.