And so things change
Ainka laid sprawled on the bed on her back, her head laying off the mattress to watch Samantha from that upside down position. The two were dressed near identically in sarongs in fabric patterned after those of the Nigerian's native land and bikini tops that matched. Black and white, white and black with hints of silver and gold woven through the fringe and the beads in their hair. The only difference between the two was that Samantha was seated at the table in the hotel room, clacking away at her laptop.
"There is a sun and a beach out there calling our names, Sammi," she pouted, tossing a stray bead at the girl she had come to call more than friend.
"And there is work here calling my name,' Samantha noted in English, but she looked up, winking at Ainka. "A few more moments and then I am yours once more. Fair?"
"Is not fair,' she said in heavily accented English. "But I will endure. For you, Sammi."
A moment later the blonde closed her laptop and moved to sit beside the other woman. "I need a favor from you. If anyone asks? My name is Anna Truman and that's the only name you've ever known me by. Do this for me?"
That got a frown from her, sitting up to arch a brow at her girlfriend. "Is bad?"
"It could be very bad. You'll do this for me?"
"Of course I will Anna. Though I will still call you Sammi in bed," she admitted, grinning wickedly.
Kissing Ainka hard, Samantha took her hand and started dragging her towards the door. "I would be disappointed if you did anything else,' she admitted, a huge weight off her shoulders now that she had destroyed her past and put a dozen or more barricades between herself and the Brotherhood should they ever want to seek her out. One could never be too careful.
"There is a sun and a beach out there calling our names, Sammi," she pouted, tossing a stray bead at the girl she had come to call more than friend.
"And there is work here calling my name,' Samantha noted in English, but she looked up, winking at Ainka. "A few more moments and then I am yours once more. Fair?"
"Is not fair,' she said in heavily accented English. "But I will endure. For you, Sammi."
A moment later the blonde closed her laptop and moved to sit beside the other woman. "I need a favor from you. If anyone asks? My name is Anna Truman and that's the only name you've ever known me by. Do this for me?"
That got a frown from her, sitting up to arch a brow at her girlfriend. "Is bad?"
"It could be very bad. You'll do this for me?"
"Of course I will Anna. Though I will still call you Sammi in bed," she admitted, grinning wickedly.
Kissing Ainka hard, Samantha took her hand and started dragging her towards the door. "I would be disappointed if you did anything else,' she admitted, a huge weight off her shoulders now that she had destroyed her past and put a dozen or more barricades between herself and the Brotherhood should they ever want to seek her out. One could never be too careful.