Today is the day, the Secretary of Defense for the President and rumored to be his Vice-President candidate for the upcoming election. All I know is her title and she is one of two people that knows and has direct input into this operation down here.
I've been instructed to call her Ms. Wilhelm but I couldn't care any less about it. I'll call her what I want, I'm not worried about it. I'm really not too concerned about her visit, obviously if there were an issue there's no way we are getting shut down. We are a necessary evil, something no one wants to know about but something everyone needs to preserve their innocence.
It's now eight in the morning; I'm still in bed with Holly, right by my side. Every time I feel her breath out and her breath hits me on the chest, it calms me that much more. Just knowing I'm down here with someone I know, I trust and I love.
My meeting isn't until ten and my head, shoulder and eye are still pounding pretty badly. I think I'll stay in bed for a while longer holding my beautiful dream girl. I switch the television on only to see that my Redskins lost their game against the Colts last night by thirty points. The preverbal cherry on top of the shit stack cake that I call life, I guess.
I can feel Holly's smooth fingers gently dancing their way up from my stomach towards my chest. The sensation causes immediate goose bumps as if her hand had just commanded "Attention!" She gently rubs from stomach to chest, then to my bicep and my forearm, back and forth.
Holly can tell I'm feeling it because I can't help but let out subtle little moans and what not because it feels absolutely orgasmic. She maintains her pattern and rhythm as the goose bumps maintain their heightened arousal. I leaned over and kissed her on her forehead. She opened her eyes and smiled at me.
I asked her, "Can you rub me like this every day forever?"
She chuckles, "Of course, if you did nothing all day and we could just lie in the bed all day."
"Should I be nervous about this visit today?" I smiled.
"Well Gregg, we have only been visited once since we were established so, yes, yes you should be nervous." No smile from Holly this time.
I'm puzzled a bit, "What's the big deal, what can she do?"
"You need to know something Gregg. You know this woman from your past." She explained. "You remember Susan, don't you?"
My jaw dropped, literally, and I teared up quickly, "That Susan? The one from the house, the one I attacked?"
Holly shook her head, "Yeah baby, she moved up and she will be face to face with you in less than two hours. We know she doesn't remember you by name but we aren't sure if she is going to recognize you physically."
"How do you guys know all of this stuff about me?" I inquired.
"We do our research Gregg; we need to know who we are getting." Holly leaned in and kissed me very lightly on my lips.
I sobbed for a minute or so, "I can do this, I just never thought I would never have to deal with this, with her again. I, I escaped once and now I may or may not have to escape again."
Holly held me tight, "You never have to escape her again. Just answer the questions and try to charm her so she'll get the fuck out of here and leave us be."
I lay back down, still sobbing, still trying to stop replaying that horrible time in my life over and over again. I tried to calm my mind but here it comes, here it comes, full blown panic attack.
Holly hopped up and grabbed a two milligram Xanax for me. I gulped it down like it was my first sip of water in a million years. Just a matter of time before the Xanax kicks in and I can control myself and make this shit meeting come and go without error.
I sat up very rigidly on the edge of the bed trying to gather my breath. My body was numb, not quite as numb as my mind but close. My mind was like the interstate during rush hour traffic. I couldn't get through the traffic jam in a straight smooth motion to try to accomplish any reasonable thought.
It's less than an hour before my meeting and honestly, the only thing I was worried about was if I could get through it without killing her. Could I muster the strength to push through this meeting without raping her or gouging her other eye out? Obviously, self control was not a strong suit of mine.
The dresser was still full of clothes for me, it was like it refilled every time I took something out. Instinctively, I pulled out the nicest black pin stripe suit hanging up. Slowly, I installed this all black suit onto my beaten and bruised body, hiding the appearance of wounds but not the pain.
The jacket fit perfectly as I took it off after trying it on. The bathroom was cold this morning but teeth need to be brushed and hair needs to be controlled. I pulled the tweezers from the cabinet in front of me and proceeded to yank one free nose hair out of my left nostril. My eyes watered like a baby's would after having their favorite toy snatched away.
After I made sure I was somewhat presentable, I stepped back into the bedroom and put on my three button jacket. My hand traveled slowly from the bottom button to the top button as I methodically sealed myself into the jacket.
My nerves were still much frazzled; the Xanax obviously hadn't kicked in yet. I approach the door as I smiled at Holly. As soon as I turned the knob to exit, my stomach began to go south, the bubble guts had approached. I turned about face instantly, unbuttoned my jacket just as soon as I had finished buttoning it up and headed for the bathroom.
I sat there, shitting my guts out; the type of shit that really churns your stomach so bad that vomiting is imminent. I picked up my favorite read "Rich Dad, Poor Dad" and proceeded to financially educate myself through the easy structured read.
During my attempt to clean myself up, after I was certain I had finished my business, the nerves hit me again. I sat right back down and had a round two, me versus the toilet. Eventually, my victory was obvious and I exited the restroom but not before chugging two large gulps of Pepto.
Holly was getting dressed now, black business skirt with a white button up shirt. Her hair was up in a pony tail and her eyes were…breath taking. Those beautiful eyes stood out so much; I barely noticed anything else about her. I was lost in those gorgeous baby blue eyes. For that moment in time, I was calm, I was happy.
I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close, "Thank you for being here for me. You look fantastic, drop dead gorgeous. I love you."
We kissed very passionately, not lustfully, "I love you too. You're going to do fine today Gregg. Piece of cake."
She grabbed my good arm from around her waist and slowly slides my hand up her dress to her moist panties, "Once you finish with the bitch, you can have this piece of cake." Holly lost her breath a little as she said that because I hit the spot, one of my many skills.
I am kindly given my hand back, I smile to her as I lick my fingers, "MMMMMM, I love frosting." We both chuckle, me more than her.
It's time for the visitor of the year to come down, about ten minutes away. Mills awaits her arrival at the top of the facility before all the safety measures are activated. Ms. Wilhelm will be brought in by car to avoid all the drama of entering the exciting way.