She got to Pete's assistant's office and told her who she was. The woman told her to go on in as she was expected. She was slightly surprised to see Linda in the office with Pete as well as Larry, the Chief of Finance for the company. She knew she was in deep shit now but still she could not figure out what she did wrong. Then she was shocked to see Pete get up and come over to her.
"Please have a seat and relax, I am not going to chew you out for anything, in fact it is quite the opposite." Pete said as he shook her hand and sat her in the chair facing his desk. Then instead of sitting in his seat behind his desk, he sat on the front edge of his desk.
"First I want to tell you that Larry and Linda here, have been telling me how well you have been performing since you have been here. I have been meaning to meet you for a long time but I never got around to it. I have also been checking you out for the past two weeks and I think that you are the person that I need. What I am looking for is someone who knows what they are doing and can keep their mouth shut. You are not part of any of the clicks that tend to form when a company gets big like this one and are single with no ties. That is important."
Amy did not like knowing that someone was checking out her personal life and was about to say so when Pete continued not giving her the chance.
"Don't worry, I did not go too deep, just enough to know if you are the person for this job."
"Just what is this job that requires you to go into my personal life?" Amy asked with some indignation in her voice.
"Now I know you are the one I need. You don't take shit off anyone do you?"
"No sir, not when it comes to what I do off the job." Amy said not caring that she was talking to the owner of the company.
"Well, I don't take any shit either. And I respect people who are like me in that way. Now, what you are to do. You know that I am selling out. I have been in this long enough and I don't want to have to be on the road any more. I know you have heard the rumors about the companies that may buy me out, but none of them are the one I have actually been dealing with. I have kept them a secret and only a couple of people know who it is, and your supervisor is not one of them, she is just as clueless as you are. So at this point, I am going to ask her to leave the room."
Linda took the hint and quietly left the room, leaving Larry and Pete alone with her. Amy felt her stomach turn over and she wished she had stopped at the rest room before coming in.
"To complete the sell, I have to do what is called "Due Diligence," that means that I have to let the other company in on everything they will be buying. That means the financial records as well as the production reports and all the quality related items. I want you to be the point person on this. You will meet with their opposite member at a remote location so that you can give them the information. They will only be allowed to look over the records and make any notes they want but are to never, and I mean never, keep any documents. You will go there and meet with them for a week, then come back here for a week. This will go on until they are satisfied that they have enough information to make a decision. This should take about two months, maybe less but also maybe more. The person that you are meeting will not tell you whom they work for and if you should find out, you are not to tell anyone. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir. But where will I be going if I should do this?"
"Charleston, South Carolina, as neither of us has a plant near there. I'm also willing to make it worth your time and effort to do this. You will have all expenses paid, of course, but also I will pay you fifty thousand dollars to ensure that this is kept quite. I believe that you would not say anything without that incentive but I figured that for all the traveling that you will be doing and the time from home, you will more than earn the extra money. Are you interested?"
"When do I have to make my decision?" Amy asked, knowing the answer before she asked it.
"Now," was Pete's quick reply.
"Okay, when do I start?"
"Monday morning, here is what they need the first week." Pete said as he pulled a folder from off his desk. "I have instructed all the managers to give you what you ask for and if they give you any trouble, then call me. If they ask you who the company is, then call me. I will get you what you need but I doubt that you will have any trouble." Pete said as he got up signaling that the meeting was over.
Amy got up and shook both Pete's and Larry's hand before leaving. Than as she passed Pete's assistant's desk, the lady handed her an envelope. She knew better than to open the envelope then but she hit the first bathroom she came to and as she pee'd, she tore the envelope open and saw a five and four zeros after it on the check. She found that her hands were shaking as she held the check. She had never seen that much money before. And when she tried to stand up to pull her panties up, she found that her knees were shaking too much to stand so she sat back down on the toilet and made herself relax before she stood back up. She then was able to pull her panties up and fixed her skirt.
When she got back to the office, everyone was leaving but Linda had her office door open and welcomed her in. They talked a bit on what she had on her desk that someone else would have to finish. They also talked about her new job, but not what went on after Linda left Pete's office.
For Lindsey, the next week flew by. She worked long and hard to get all the information that was on the list that Pete had given to her. By Friday, she had two boxes full of documents and ten CD's full of more financial information. She also had a brand new laptop that the company had given to her with access to the corporate headquarters, in case she needed something else. She had her tickets, first class at that, and she was ready to fly out Sunday afternoon.
Monday morning, she got up early and put on her best pantsuit, it was light blue in color and very professional looking. She wanted to look her best for the first day. She got her stuff together and put the boxes on luggage carrier. She made her way down to the first floor where they had a small conference room reserved. But first, she stopped at the restaurant at the hotel and picked up a bagel and a large cup of coffee. It was only seven-thirty and they were supposed to start at eight but she wanted to get settled in before her counter part arrived. But when she opened the door of the conference room she found a woman that was sitting at the head of the conference table with her eyes glued to her laptop. Amy entered the room but the woman did not bother to look up. She started to say something but the woman put her hand up, stopping her before she could utter more than a word. She came on inside, put her boxes on the table, and started to set up her laptop. She got it hooked up and checked her emails, somewhat impatiently. She was about to speak up again when the woman finally looked up. Amy found that she was younger than she first thought, probably at or near thirty, only a few years older than herself. But with the way her hair was tied back behind her head and the very conservative dress that she had on, that at first glance, she had taken her for a much older woman.
"My name is Chrissy and I, of course, work for the un-name company that is thinking of buying the company that you work for. And your name would be?"
Amy was a bit put off by the manner that the woman presented herself but decided to give her a break, "I'm Amy." She said as she held out her hand. Chrissy took her hand and gave it a firm handshake. This Amy liked, as she hated to receive a dead fish handshake. She wanted a firm handshake. That told her a lot more about a person. But the good impression did not last long as Chrissy's next statement really pissed her off.
"I hope that you're ready to work, this isn't a vacation you know. We have a lot to do and little time to do it."
Amy wanted to reply with, "I am always ready to work, you bitch." Instead she said, "I'm always ready to work. That is why they sent me."
"Good, now let's get to work. These are the things that I need first." Chrissy said as she handed Amy a list of statements that she wanted first.
The rest of the day went on like this and Amy started to get more and more pissed off. She did not like this woman and she did not like the way things had started. She knew that she would not last a week before she told this woman where to go and how to get there. But then she thought about the bonus that she got and she wanted to keep that money right where it was, in her bank account. She would finally be able to pay off her student loans and get a decent car, as well as put a down payment on a real home and thus be able to get out of her apartment.
At the end of the day, Chrissy did surprise her by asking her to join her for dinner. Amy turned her down as she had about as much of Chrissy for one day. Chrissy seemed a little disappointed but did write down her room number on the back of a card that she got out of her briefcase. Amy got back to her room and lit a cigarette, the first one since seven that morning. She inhaled deeply and the smoke relaxed her. She enjoyed the cigarette before removing her clothes and jumping into the shower. As the warm water washed over her tired and very tense body, she began to relax. Then a thought came to her, maybe having dinner with Chrissy would not be a bad idea. Maybe she could clear the air and they could start again. She stood in the shower for a long while and she studied the idea and finally decided that it was a good one. Once out of the shower, she called Chrissy and told her that she had changed her mind. Chrissy told her that she would meet her in the bar in an hour. Amy used that hour to plan her attack on poor Chrissy, she was going to set the record straight and get them back on course. She decided that she wasn't going to be treated like she was today, bonus or no bonus.
Amy walked into the restaurant and then on into the bar. The first thing that she noticed was a lovely lady sitting at the bar, she was in a pair of old jeans, a light pink top, and matching pink tennis shoes. The woman had long straight brown hair, which Amy liked. Her breasts seemed small, probably a B cup which Amy also liked. She wished that she could cancel on Chrissy and spend the evening with this woman. Then the woman turned to face her and she realized that she was lusting after Chrissy, the woman that she had spend the last nine hours growing a real hatred for. Amy noticed that when Chrissy saw her, a smile came to her face. At first, Amy thought that it was just fake, but Chrissy held it too long and Amy got the feeling that it really was genuine.
"I am so happy that you decided to join me." Chrissy said as Amy approached her.
"Well I wasn't going to, but I decided that it would be a good chance to talk." Amy said trying to get her lustful mind off Chrissy's body and back onto where she needed it to be.
"Okay, let me buy you a drink and we will take it back to a booth where we can talk a little more privately. Then we can order our food." Chrissy said as she took her drink and eased off the barstool.
Amy ordered a jake and coke and she took it back to the booth where Chrissy was waiting on her. As she sat down, she tried to compose what she wanted to say. She wanted to be nice but firm.
"What I wanted to say was that you treated me like..." Amy started to say but Chrissy interrupted her.
"Shit." Chrissy said surprising Amy by her honesty.
"Well to put it bluntly, yes." Amy said. "I don't like to be treated that way and I won't allow myself to be treated that way. I am good at what I do and that is why my company sent me to work with you. And that is the key words there, work with you. I am not an employee of yours." Amy stated in a very firm voice.
"I know I was a bitch and I am sorry. I wanted to start things off right but I didn't. This deal is so important to my company and it was drilled into my head that I had to get it right. If we buy your company and later find all this debt that I didn't uncover then I can kiss my job goodbye, not to mention my career. And I made the mistake in choosing this time to listen to my boss. He told me to start firm and show who is boss. He is an asshole and I let him make one of me. I mean, I tend to be dominating in my own right; I did not need for someone to tell me to be even more dominating. I am sorry. How about we start again, beginning tonight?" Chrissy said as she offered her hand to Amy.
Amy studied Chrissy a minute before she smiled and took Chrissy's hand. "Fine but the proof is in the pudding, as my mama always said."
"So, I am on probation." Chrissy said smiling.
"Yep," Amy said as she realized that Chrissy was still holding her hand and she had not offered to take it back. Amy looked down to where Chrissy was holding her hand and she felt herself blushing. There was a fire going through her body and she knew she had to put out quickly before her hormones get the best of her. She slipped her hand from Chrissy's and she smiled nervously at her. Chrissy gave Amy's hand a last pat before she pulled her hand back and took a sensual drink from her glass of wine.
"So we start again, what would you like to talk about. I know a safe subject would have been to tell each other about the company that we work. I know all about yours but you are not supposed to know whom I work. So I can't talk about my company. At least I have not fucked that up today. That you still don't know."
"Actually, you kind-of fucked that up too." Amy said with a slight smile knowing that she had something on Chrissy. This caused Chrissy to wonder what she had done. Amy picked up her purse from the seat and opened it. She pulled out the card that Chrissy had given her with her room number on it. She gave the card to Chrissy with her room number on the blank side. Chrissy turned the card over slowly but Amy could tell that Chrissy already knew what she had done. Chrissy saw on the other side of the card her name, title, email address, and of course in big fancy letters the name of the company she worked for.
"What are you going to do with this card?" Chrissy asked she handed it back to Amy.
Amy took her time as she made Nancy sweat a bit then said quietly, "What card?"
"The card that you are putting into your purse." Chrissy said.
"What card?" Amy said again as the card disappeared into her purse.
"Oh... Thank you." Chrissy said with visible relief in her voice and on her face. Chrissy hesitated a second before speaking again.
"Would you mind if I have a cigarette? I can go outside if it will bother you but if I don't have one now, I will have to kill someone."
"Only if you don't mind if I join you." Replied Amy as she pulled the same brand of menthol cigarettes from her purse that Chrissy did.
"You mean I spend the whole day without a cigarette for no reason. No wonder I was a bitch today." Chrissy said with a laugh that finally seemed to break the ice between them as they now had something in common. She then put a cigarette to her lips and lit it. She leaned over and placing her hand on Amy's hand as she lit her cigarette. The touch sent a bolt of electricity through Amy's body and it took her a moment to get her mind to work again.
"So what do you do when you are not working to buy out companies like mine?" Amy finally said, hoping that Chrissy did not notice her cracking voice.
Chrissy gave Amy a knowing smile before starting to talk about her job, which it turned out was basically that same position that Amy held at her firm. The rest of the evening went much better now that the air between them had been cleared. But Chrissy would touch her hand or arm every chance that she got and at times, she would leave it there for a few moments. Amy began to feel the attraction grow that she felt for Chrissy when she first entered the bar. But then she didn't know that it was Chrissy that she was lusting after and now she did. She knew that she was going to have to spend every other week with this woman working and the last thing she needed was to have a fling with her. But knowing that and stopping her body from feeling the things that it was feeling, were two entirely differently things.
They finally left the bar at about ten and strolled to the elevator. They rode up to the fifth floor, where Amy's room was located, in silence but then as Amy started to exit the elevator Chrissy took her hand and squeezed it before softly saying "Goodnight." Amy could not help herself as she squeezed Chrissy's hand and returned the "Goodnight." As she went on to her room, she wondered why she had done that.
Amy walked into the conference room around seven-fifteen and she found that Chrissy had beat her there again. Amy wondered just what time Chrissy did get there, "Probably at five in the morning." She thought. This time Chrissy did look up from her laptop but she did not greet Amy with a smile, instead she had the same scowl that she had on her face the previous morning.
"I hope you are ready to work harder than you did yesterday." Chrissy said with a straight face.
This comment went all over Amy and she felt her face go red. She was just going to give Chrissy a piece of her mind when she saw Chrissy smiling broadly.
"Got ya! I just had to do that." Chrissy said with a laugh.
Amy did not change her expression as she was still hot and she did not think that was a good joke after all she went through yesterday with this lady.
"I just screwed up again didn't I?" Chrissy said, as she turned serious. She then got up and came over to where Amy was standing. "I am sorry, that was a bad joke. I just wanted to start the day off with a little laughter."
Amy took in a deep breath and let it out before she spoke. "I can take a joke with the best of them but it seems that I did not get my point across yesterday. I..." Amy started to say before Chrissy interrupted her.
"You did make your point and we are going to work as a team today, I promise. And I won't make any bad jokes." Chrissy said as she held out her hand.
Amy hesitated before she took the hand, "Okay, let's get to work then." Chrissy's hand touching hers gave her a tingle and she hated that her body was not allowing her to hate this woman.
They then got started to work. Chrissy went out of her way to be nice and she made sure that when she asked for something, she did so nicely and she also allowed Amy to watch as she inputted the data that Amy gave her into her system. Around ten, as Amy was getting some more paper work out one of the boxes that she brought, she heard Chrissy start to utter some obscenities under her breath.
"What is wrong?" Amy inquired.
"Oh nothing," Chrissy said as she concentrated harder on her laptop and the data that she was working with.
Amy stood there a second and then loudly cleared her voice.
"What?" Chrissy said as she looked up with a frown on her face, then she relaxed a bit. "I know, we work as a team. I just can't get these numbers that you gave me, to add up in my system. I know that it should be correct but it doesn't add up. It does on your paperwork but not when I put it into my system."
"I think we are long over due for a smoke break," Amy declared as she pulled her cigarette from her purse.
"Let me figure this out first," Chrissy said as she went back to her laptop.
Amy went over to where Chrissy was working and she pulled Chrissy's chair from the table. "I think that you need a break now before you throw your laptop through the window."
Chrissy looked at Amy then back to her laptop before sighing, "I guess a cig would not be a bad idea after all." She then got her cigarettes and followed Amy out the door.
When they got outside, they sat down on a swing and lit their cigarettes. Amy heard Chrissy exhale loudly with the first puff and she knew she timed the break just right.
"I just don't know what is wrong with the numbers, I..." Chrissy said before Amy stopped her.
"No talk of work when we are on break. Let's talk about something else and relax a bit. I always find that if I walk away from something, when I come back the answer is right there in front of me." Amy said.
"So what do you want to talk about?"
"I don't know, how about what you like to do when you are not treating people like shit?" Amy said as she stared Chrissy down.
This time Chrissy hesitated a second before saying, "I, uh,..."
"Got ya!" Amy said as her face broke into a smile.
"Okay we are even." Chrissy laughed, as she put her hand on Amy's and kept it there.
Amy wanted to pull her hand away but against her better judgment, she left it there. Chrissy then started to talk about how she liked to read and watch horror flicks. She went on to talk about those books that she had read and also the movies she liked best. Amy was not much of a horror fan, preferring the tearjerkers or dramas. They talked their way through two cigarettes each before heading back to work.
"Tell you what; let me take a look at the problem and if it is my error I have to buy you dinner from my own money but if it is your error then you have to buy my dinner." Amy said as they entered the conference room.
"The deal sounds fine to me, I am confident that I entered everything correctly but we run a different accounting system than you do." Chrissy said confidently.
"I noticed that but we used that system while I was in college, I think I can find my way around." Amy replied just as confidently.
"Go for it girl." Chrissy said.
Amy sat down in Chrissy's chair and started going over the numbers. This was her company that she was working with so all the numbers were very familiar to her. She knew the error had to be on Chrissy's work but after a half hour of working and having the watch the smirk on Chrissy's face grow, Amy was beginning to sweat. Then she saw the problem, she checked the numbers again and she knew that she was right. She wanted to jump up and pump her fist but she decided that was not quite the right thing to do. So she instead used discretion in pointing out the error.
"I found the error, but there is a problem," Amy said with a slight smile.
"First tell me whose error it is," Chrissy said.
"Well let me put it this way; I don't know if I want seafood or a big juicy steak tonight," Amy said.
"Now I need to see the error before I will buy you anything, smarty pants," Chrissy said but Amy could tell that Chrissy knew the error was hers but just could not give in until the error was pointed out.
"Look here, on this entry you put 1,789, 069.69 when you should have entered 1.789, 096.96," Amy said as she pointed first to her papers then to the screen on the laptop.
Chrissy looked carefully at both then she eased Amy out of her seat and she sat down. She looked again before she changed the numbers and ran the program again. This time Chrissy noticed that it all came out even on the balance sheet. She then sat back and looked Amy in the eyes.
"Well, I was always partial to 69's," Chrissy said with a devious smile. Amy felt herself blush at the sexual innuendo. But before she could say anything Chrissy continued, thus rescuing her. "It looks like dinner is on me. Thanks for finding the error; I could have been at this all day."
"No problem, we are a team at this." Amy said.
"Yes, we are." Chrissy said with a knowing smile and Amy knew she was talking about more than just work but she let it pass.
The rest of the day passed quickly for Amy, working with Chrissy had become fun. They joked and laughed as they worked and took turns inputting the data into Chrissy's system. Amy also wondered aloud what she wanted for dinner that night with Chrissy coming back with "Rub it in why don't you," or "Kick a good woman when she is down, why don't you." But both were doing this in a fun way and this just added to their now good working relationship. They finished their work for the day at about five-thirty and went to their respective rooms to get ready for dinner.
When Amy got to her room, she stripped out of her clothing and jumped into the shower. As she let the warm water wash over her, she thought about the day and how fun it had been. She could not think of a day that she had as much fun as she did today. As she washed her breasts and then her pussy she thought about Chrissy doing the same thing in her room. This caused a tingle in her pussy and she had to stop herself from carrying the washing of her pussy into caressing it. Chrissy was definitely getting to her but she was determined to keep this relationship business only, no matter what her heart desired. Once she had washed, she got a razor out, and she sat on the edge of the tub and shaved her legs, they did not really need it but she shaved them never the less. When that was completed, she felt her pussy and she could feel the stubble beginning to arise. She had not planned to shave but then she decided that it needed to be shaved too. She lathered up the area around her pussy and she shaved it until she was nice, smooth, and completely bare. Once she had rinsed off all the shaving cream, she stepped out of the shower and dried off. She then put a bit of makeup on and walked back into the room to get dressed. She had not packed any work clothes, so that left the jeans. For some reason, she wanted to dress up a bit but she couldn't. Then her brain kicked in, telling her that the last thing she needed to do was dress up for Chrissy. She put her jeans on and a and headed out the door.
When she got to the lobby, she found that Chrissy was standing there waiting for her. Chrissy had on a tight Knit top and accented her B cup breasts and she had on a short tight black skirt that seemed to be molded to her ass. Again, Amy felt her pussy give her a tingle and she knew that Chrissy was making it very hard for her to ignore what was happing inside her body.
"You look very nice tonight." Amy said as she approached Chrissy.
"Why thank you, you don't look so bad yourself." Was Chrissy's reply.
"Oh, this is just an old pair of jeans. I really didn't pack anything to wear at night." Amy said.
"Well, I think you would look great in anything that you wear." Chrissy said and Amy felt herself blush.
"Thank you, but I am not so sure about that." Amy replied.
"I am." Chrissy countered and again Amy blushed. She then changed the subject to where they were going to eat, as she did not want Chrissy to see her continuing to blush. As they drove, Amy finally decided on seafood so Chrissy drove to a nice seafood place that she had gotten from the front desk of the hotel. The dinner went well and Chrissy never let an opportunity to touch or compliment Amy. This Amy knew Chrissy was getting to her and she tried to deflect the compliments but she couldn't stop herself from allowing Chrissy to touch her arm or hand. In fact, she kept her hand available for Chrissy to touch. She chided herself for doing this but still she left her hand on the table and she felt a jolt of electricity go through her at every touch of Chrissy's hand. When they got to the hotel and then into the elevator, Chrissy stood close to Amy and Amy could feel Nancy's body brush against her body. And like the pervious night, Chrissy gave her hand a squeeze as Amy stepped out of the elevator.
When Amy got to her room, she let out a long sigh, she knew that Chrissy had been hitting on her the whole night and that she enjoyed every minute of it but again she vowed to herself that nothing would happen between them. She stripped out of her cloths and slipped into bed nude as she always slept. Her breasts were aching to be touched and her pussy was demanding attention but she knew that if she masturbated, it would be to the vision of Chrissy laying nude beside her. So she turned over on her side and made herself think of work. It took her a long time to get Chrissy out of her head but she finally managed to do so and she feel into a restless sleep.
Wednesday went well for Amy, they started at seven-thirty and did not stop until six as both were into the work and everything was flowing smoothly. The only time they stopped during the day was to take smoke breaks and to grab a quick bite of lunch at the hotel's bar and grill. That evening they decided that they were both tired so they return to the bar and grill and each ordered a burger and they got a pitcher of beer. They sat in a back booth and talked as they ate. They then nursed the pitched of beer until about eleven or so. They then made their way slowly to the elevator and then up to Amy's floor. As the doors opened, Amy expected Chrissy's to squeeze her hand again but this time she took her right hand and turned her so that she was facing Chrissy. Amy's heart skipped a beat as she thought that Chrissy was going to try to kiss her but instead she moved in close and gave her a tight hug. At first, Amy did not know what she wanted to do but at the last moment, she moved her arms up and returned the hug but only for a second. She then broke the contact and made her way quickly down the hall to her room.
As she lay in her bed that night, Amy thought about how the day went but mostly she concentrated on how it ended. Amy was not sure that she could trust herself to make it through two more days. Chrissy was doing things to her body and mind that Amy found herself not wanting to resist. But she knew she had too, she just was not sure how. Chrissy seemed to know just what to do and when to do it. Chrissy had let her know that she was interested in her and Amy was no fool. She picked up the signs quickly, not that Chrissy was trying very hard to hide them. Amy knew that first night when Chrissy caught her staring at her intently with lust in her eyes, was what got her in trouble. If only she had recognized Chrissy a half second sooner, then she would not be in this predicament. But she was and she just had to figure out a way out of it.
Thursday started as the previous days had but Amy realized that they were quickly running out of work. Since they had started to work together, the work had gone smoother and thus faster. By mid-afternoon, Amy knew that if they worked over, they could finish that day. She started thinking about how to move up her plane reservation a day when Chrissy threw her for a loop.
"You know we could finish up today or I may have a better idea." Chrissy told Amy as she relaxed back in her chair.
"What would that be?' Amy asked.
"Well we have been working our asses off since we have gotten here. The only time we really took any time for ourselves was when we went out to eat Tuesday and that was only because you suggested that bet. How about we quit here and finish tomorrow. Then we grab a bite to eat and go to the beach. Believe it or not, I have never been to the beach and it would be a shame to get this close and not go. Who knows if our companies will send us back here when we meet in a week." Chrissy suggested.
Amy wanted to say no but she could not be the one to prevent someone from seeing the ocean for the first time. She had always love going to the beach so she found herself saying, "Yes." She knew in her heart that she would regret the decision but the die had been cast.
"Great! Let's finish this last part and we will be on our way." Chrissy said with more than a little excitement in her voice.
Before she knew what was happening, Amy found herself in the passenger seat of Chrissy's rental car and they were well on their way to the beach. When they pulled up in the parking lot at the public beach, Chrissy raced out of the car, leaving Amy to get the food that they had picked up along the way and the blanket that they had stolen from the hotel. Amy traced her way up the sand dune and over to the beach. The first thing that she saw was Chrissy's shoes on the beach and she looked up to see that Chrissy had rolled up her pant legs and was playing in the surf. She heard Chrissy call out to her but she took her time in putting the blanket down and the food on top of it. She then took her own shoes off and rolled up her pant legs. Then feeling that she had made Chrissy wait long enough, she rushed down to the shore to join her friend who was playing like a three year old in the water.
"What took you so long?" Chrissy said as she ran up to hug Amy.
When the hug ended, Amy saw that there was pure joy in Chrissy's eyes and she could not help but to feel the excitement that she knew that Chrissy was feeling.
"Hey you are the one who took off leaving me with all the food and blankets." Amy said as she took a step back and swung her leg into the water splashing seawater on Chrissy.
Chrissy squealed and cried out to Amy who by now had turned tail and was running up the beach laughing. "I will get you for that."
"But first you have to catch me!" Amy cried out as she looked back over her shoulder to see that Chrissy had started after her. Amy tried to pick up speed but the fact that she did not exercise much and the cigarettes that she smoked worked against her. She heard Chrissy call out to her "I am catching up, you had better be ready." Amy could tell that she was getting closer but this time she did not try to run faster. A moment later, she found that she was falling toward the sand and she knew that in fact, Chrissy had caught her. Then she found that she was on her back breathing hard and Chrissy was on top of her breathing just as hard.
"I caught you girl!" Chrissy said between breaths.
"Yes you have, but the question now is what are you going to do with me?" Amy said and immediately wanted to take the words back but she couldn't, they were already out of her mouth.
"This," Chrissy said as she closed her eyes as she started to lower her head towards Amy's.