Driven Lust (6 page)

"So, a traveler of Spenco and its
subsidiaries will, in essence, pay itself to travel." Cathleen
explained.

This was sheer genius. A company pays
itself, writes it off as a business expense while profiting from
the same money through another company.

"Spenco would be profiting from a loss that
was written off." James summarized.

"Yes, and it is perfectly legal." Cathleen
almost giggled, sitting her drink down.

"So, I fit in where?" James wanted to
know.

"Some of the clientele that will be
traveling will require special treatment. Between those, my family
and friends, and I, you will be one busy man." she smiled.

"I don't know how I could help that much,
being part time." James pointed out.

"Ah, back to the benefits. You will finish
out your degree online for your precious piece of paper. You should
also consider seek more training in defense. I will fund your
education, whatever you decide." leaving him reeling.

"I'm in." whatever the price to pay, James
decided his future would be better off in the service of this
woman. Besides, if he refused her, his future would be in jeopardy.
She had him either way. With one phone call, she could ruin his
name forever.

"I'm pleased James. You will find your
decision will be the best one you will ever make." she purred.

"Am I replacing anyone?" James thought this
blanketed question could mean volumes to him.

Cathleen grinned, "I've never had such a boy
toy as you." then yelled. "Niles!"

Niles entered the room and bowed.

"Take Mr. Farlow on a tour and get him
prepped please." and waved him and James off.

James was led away and was shown each room
on the ground floor. The elegance of the estate was breathtaking.
From the artwork, antiques, and woodwork, the estate was above
first class. A panel door in the kitchen was opened for him, which
brought up his eye brows. Entering the room, it was apparent that
it was the security for the mansion.

Monitors lined one wall, computers on
another, and a very large TV on the side wall. The taller of the
two guards manned the control panel. Niles explained the usual tech
while James looked at the monitors. Some were views of the hallways
in the estate including every floor. Another showed an access road
from the rear. An unmarked truck was unloading boxes. Another
monitor showed two more hallways with doors on each side, ending
with a metallic door at the end.

"Where's the camera for the walkway?" James
wondered out loud. Niles pointed out a walkway towards the tennis
court, explaining that it could be turned in any direction.

"I was referring to the walkway from the
garage to the mansion." he explained.

Niles thought for a moment and turned a
camera on another monitor. It focused on the garage and a part of
the walkway came into view. "I think that's the best we have on
it."

"You should adjust a camera to get a better
view." James pointed out.

"Yeah, you're right. I'll get Virgil to
adjust it" Niles agreed, walking over to a drawer. He pulled out a
box and handed it to James. "Don't take this off. Replacing it is a
bitch."

James opened the box and found a ring
inside. It had a cat's eye gem with a letter "S" inside it. James
remembered seeing it somewhere before. If he remembered correctly,
Lisa had one similar to it.

"That is your GPS tracking device. It also
opens the gates and garage door when you are one half mile away."
Niles informed him. "It also represents your employer, so others
know you are legit."

It wouldn't fit on any finger but his pinky.
He put it on while Niles programmed it into the system. Getting
James straight on the security, and access card, and how to prevent
accidently tripping an alarm somewhere, he handed him a smart phone
with the phone number of it stickered on the back. This was his
phone; the calendar had all the appointments. His old phone would
forward his calls to the new one, but Niles told him to give
everyone who needed it the new number.

The new phone rang and James answered
puzzled, "Hello?" and it was his roommate and best friend Mike.

"What the fuck is going on?" he sounded
scared.

"Well, I really don't know about your end
but mine has taken a turn for the Twilight Zone." he stated.

"Some guy was here and made me sign papers,
paid the rent off, paid my college and had me fill out an
application for your workplace and…" he spat out.

"Look, just go with it for now, whatever
they want just do it." James interrupted, "You'll thank me for it
later." and hung up the phone.

Niles led him to an elevator set inside the
wall of the hallway between the kitchen and parlor room.

James noted the four floors listed in blue
and two floors listed in red. Niles pressed a red L2 button and
they descended with a hum. James asked what was on L1 and Niles
only offered, "Servant Quarters."

Exiting the elevator, James found himself in
a carpeted hallway ending with a metallic door. He was led to a
door on the right and used a card James had been given to open it.
A bed was the first thing James saw. The room had to be twenty by
twenty at least. The closet, shelving and dresser drawers were next
to catch his eye. A remote was on one of the dressers. James picked
it up and looked at the buttons. It seemed a little complicated.
Niles explained that it was for the vents, door, intercom, alarm
clock, and TV hidden in a cabinet above the largest dresser. He
explained that this was staff quarters, handed him the swipe card
he had used to gain access, and informed him it was his room to
use.

"I'm not sure what I would do with it, but
thank you." James said, puzzled.

Niles looked at him funny, shrugged his
shoulders while shaking his head and continued down the hall.

Pointing with his left hand, Niles informed
him that room was Lisa's to use. Then on down two more doors, Niles
pointed at his room, then his partner "Virgil's" room. Two more
rooms remained, which belonged to two other guards named Harry and
Phil.

They reached the metallic door where no lock
kept it from opening. Upon entering, James discovered a rec room.
Complete with a sunken level with a couch that filled half the
circle, it certainly provided all the comforts of home. A projector
TV was mounted on one wall. A pool table sat on one raised side and
ping pong table on the opposite side. A bar aligned towards the
end.

"During any leisure time, you may spend it
here. The bar and kitchen is stocked daily." Niles continued with
the tour. Opening yet another door, it had the same hallway and
bedrooms as the previous one. Without entering, Niles explained
that the rooms were all for staff members. Then, pointing at the
opposite wall, he claimed the same layout was through that
door.

Niles went on through the last door and
James followed. It had rooms to the side but the hallway appeared
longer. An elevator stood at the end. Opening it up with a swipe
card, Niles pressed the blue number 1.

The elevator stopped and James found himself
facing the back side of the garage. More vehicles sat here. Niles
explained there was a parking lot just outside and this entrance
was used by staff and servants. Directing James' attention over to
his Cadillac, Virgil stepped out of it and tossed him the keys.

"Not a bad ride," nodding at the car, "I'll
get the maintenance log started for it." he said, pointing to a
room in a corner, "Mechanic office is there. Any problems look up
Ernest."

"Ok, am I clear to leave now?" James asked,
thinking the tour was over and he had probably worn out his
welcome.

"Where would you go?" Niles asked, handing
his weapon back to him.

"Home, I guess." James replied, wondering
what kind of question that was.

"Boy, you are home." Virgil guffawed. "Your
crap is unloaded already. Servants are moving all of it into your
room."

"Wait, I'm moving in here?" James asked
unbelievingly. "I have an obligation at my apartment."

"Already taken care of, stud." Niles
announced.

"James!" he heard, coming in from an
entrance on the side. Turning around, he recognized Lisa walking
in.

"Good evening and good to see you again."
James replied. She looked great. Wearing a halter top and safari
pants, her looks struck James like it did the first time.

Eyeing the sharply dressed hunk, she asked,
"You headed out?"

"No, apparently I am not." James
reckoned.

She greeted Virgil and Niles then asked him,
"Would you walk with me?"

"You have me." James replied, and they
walked over and went back down the elevator.

"So, Spenco got their mitts on you?" Lisa
asked.

"Oh, I'd say they were all over me." James
laughed nervously.

His new phone made a sound. Looking at it,
it was his calendar alerting him about a doctor's appointment
tomorrow at eleven. Lisa asked what it was and he told her.

"Oh, your physical and crap. Been there,
done that." laughing, "What else you got scheduled?"

James never worked with a smart phone
before. Text, camera, and phone had been good enough. Looking it
over, he had an appointment for that evening. 'Cathleen Spencer,
21:00, personal session.' checking the next day, 'AP DL#4299 15:23
Dawn Gracie Hyatt Downtown' and another listed '3127 Brittany Trail
20:00 Stacy Davidson as directed' and recited all this to Lisa.

"Ok, they set it up in military time. They
give you the pickup first, then the time, then the destination."
she explained.

"Really, you seem to know how it works."
James surmised.

"I ought to," Lisa showed him one of hers,
'Business Center Complex, 11:00, George Kline, Marriott AP'.

"That was today. What took so long?" James
asked.

"That was a special service client, silly."
Lisa replied, pulling the phone back. James wondered if she was the
female equivalent to his position then.

The elevator opened and they walked the
hallway to the rec room. James opened and held the door for her. A
few people had gathered around and were chatting. Lisa introduced
them. James didn't know why a lawyer or accountant needed to stay
at the house. All they said was, "We are I.R.S. deterrents." and
laughed.

James and Lisa continued to her room. He
noticed his door was open. A man in overalls was coming out and
seen him looking.

"Your stuff?" he asked, thumbing behind
him.

"It seems so." James replied.

"Man, too many books!" he huffed, "Don't you
own anything that doesn't weigh fifty pounds?"

James just shrugged his shoulders, stepping
out of the way of the dolly he was using.

Lisa opened her door with a swipe card and
invited him in.

Pink. The woman was addicted to it
apparently. Bed sheets, dressers, and walls; all covered with pink.
She even had pink stuffed animals. James stepped inside and held an
arm across his eyes, fending off the fluorescent color. “Egad
woman!”

"Oh! I have more pink than this." she
reached in a drawer and pulled out something. "Even my toys!" and
showed him a pink little dildo.

"Tell me the paint doesn't glow in the
dark." James responded.

She laughed and said, "No, but my night
light makes it seem like it!"

James suspected any light would just reflect
all the pink, even candle light. Her bed was a king size, he noted.
Thinking of his being a single, he just had to ask, "How do I get a
bed this size?"

"Oh, just buy it." she said
matter-of-factly, and it sounded so simple to James all of a
sudden.

What time do you work out?" Lisa asked.

"I hit the campus gym at 7:00 Am." he
answered.

"Oh, we got a gym here. I'll knock on your
door at quarter till tomorrow." she suggested.

"Fantastic, I'd like to see the gym."
wondering why he didn't get that on the tour. That would save him
from joining a public gym.

They talked a bit more but James wanted to
arrange his room before his appointment. She offered to help and
followed him over.

"Say, where's the bathroom?" James wondered
aloud.

"We each have our own." walking over to a
panel door and sliding it back. It was complete with shower, sink,
and toilet.

"Hope you had towels to bring. Cat doesn't
supply them. She says she supplies enough crap as it is." and
laughed.

"This being two stories below ground, is
there a problem with claustrophobia?" James was curious about cabin
fever.

"Not if you use this." Lisa said, snatching
up the remote from the dresser. She turned the vent on and another
button gave a camera view of outside, displaying on his outer wall.
He could see the sun setting in real time.

"That is over the top." James exclaimed,
amazed at the view. He could see the pool and beyond.

"What day did you get off?" Lisa asked.

"I have got to say, that never occurred to
me to ask." James told her, setting his pictures on the
dresser.

"Probably Sunday ... although it doesn't
feel like a day off." she figured.

"Why?" he wondered, as it seemed to be a
good question.

"Because, it doesn't really seem like you're
working anyway." she explained, gathering socks from a box and
stowing them in a drawer.

"It sounds almost too good to be true."
James thought out loud.

"Oh, you can tell me that when you're
fucking a 300 pound rhino and they want on top." she giggled,
pulling his underwear out of a box. "You do strictly boxers? You
need bikini underwear. This crap won't work at all."

Embarrassed over a girl looking at his
underwear, plus the fact that she mentioned something he didn't
consider appropriate made him turn red.

"Bashful? You'll lose that soon enough!" she
told him, tossing his underwear in with his socks.