Chapter 7
"If you don't mind my saying so, Barbara, you're full of shit!" Guy remarked as he accepted a third glass of wine in the young Salton girl's apartment. "For the past half an hour you've been spreading it on thick about how free you are and how unimportant material objects are to you. Yet look at this pad of yours! The apartment itself may not be expensive. That I wouldn't be able to judge. But you didn't decorate it like this by selling beads! You're as big a hypocrite as some of the people you claim you despise."
"So, nobody's perfect!" she countered. "And since when do you call my hand like that if you hope to use me to get to Jack?"
In spite of himself, Guy laughed loud and long. Without doubt, Barbara Salton was one of the most refreshingly direct people that he had ever met.
"Does that surprise you?" she taunted. "Why else would you have hung tight to me all day? And don't tell me it's because you want to lay me! I doubt you've got a good lay in you. I've been wondering if it would be worth the time to seduce you, and I've about come to the conclusion that I'd rather get roaring drunk!"
"I read somewhere that those who have to talk about it are the ones with the hang-ups," Guy said with a smile, standing and walking to the window to look out over the Colombian capital.
"Christ, you sound like my mother!" Barbara laughed. "There's the woman for you! If she saw you, she'd ball you out of your mind. It would be a change from the male studs she keeps as gardeners."
"I don't know your mother," Guy lied, "but I don't think you should air your suspicions to strangers like this."
"Suspicions! Look, Prince Valiant, I've seen my mother in the sack with at least four different men. She's trained the gardener how to eat pussy, and that's something for a Latin male, believe me! Latin males believe sex is just straight, old-fashioned screwing. That's why most Latin chicks seldom get a decent cum. My father's the same way. He has a casita ...."
"Casita?"
"That means a little house. All men in South America keep a mistress in a casita. It helps prove their virility and it's even a status symbol down here. My father has a sixteen-year-old chick holed up about six blocks from here."
"Now, how do you know that?" Guy asked.
"Hell, I followed him one day. Then I went to meet the girl. Her name is Anita. She's pretty and well-built. We're good friends now. Anita tells me that my father climbs on her and gives her a six-or seven-stroke screwing once a week. She's never had an orgasm, poor kid. It's a stinking system, but at least Mom doesn't have to put up with the six-stroke wonder."
"If you don't like the system," Guy asked, "why not go somewhere else?"
"I am, and just as soon as I can. I celebrated my eighteenth birthday two weeks ago. The trust my father set up is being cleared by the lawyers right now, and the minute I have the bread in my hands I'm splitting!"
"Anywhere in particular?"
"Where the wind blows me," Barbara said, coming up to stand beside him at the window. "No plans. Plans tie you down too much. Europe, maybe, or the States. Jack and I talked about playing house in Lisbon, but now he wants to stay in South America."
"Is that what you fought about?" Guy asked casually.
"That's none of your business, Prince Valiant," Barbara laughed. "But keep trying, I may weaken yet and help you get word to him. Hmmm, you smell good. Feel like a good fucking?" She placed her glass on the window ledge and pressed her body against him, lifting up on her tiptoes to bring her lips to his.
Guy had never been in a situation like this in his life! In his sex life he had always been the aggressor. And he was torn about Barbara Salton. He couldn't deny that she had a very basic, almost animal, appeal for him, yet he wasn't terribly excited about laying her. He noted that she had carefully dropped the hint that she might help him contact Jack Lockwood, and he knew that if he turned her down now, that opportunity would certainly be dead.
He put his arms around her and pressed his lips against hers, but he wasn't comfortable in the situation. He liked the feeling of her firm, pointed breasts crushing against his chest. So why wasn't he responding!
"Look, Prince Valiant," she said with a smile when they broke their kiss, "I know I'm not your ideal. I know I don't turn you on. If I did, you'd have been pawing me the minute we hit the pad."
"Barbara...."
"Cool it! Just shut up and let me finish. I suppose I'm your idea of a lost child. We come from two different worlds, generations even."
"You make me sound like a dirty old man."
"Will you shut up and let me finish! I don't mean to crack your ego or anything, but you don't exactly moisten my pussy, either. You're one of the straights that I think are screwing up the world. That kiss didn't turn me on any more than it did you, Prince Valiant. But that's exactly why it might be fun to ball each other."
"Opposites attract?"
"Christ, I thought I had a patent on all the banalities!" Barbara laughed. "No, not because opposites attract, silly. We've just covered the fact that we're neither one attracted, haven't we?"
"You did, but I haven't said I'm not attracted to you."
"Thanks for being gallant, but you'll pardon me if I point out that your hard-on is missing. Look, Prince Valiant, what I'm saying is that we might have a real ball together simply because it would be a challenge for both of us. Call it an experiment, if you want. I know I can turn you on. In fact, I'll turn you inside out before I'm through with you!"
"And you're willing to gamble on a bum lay from me?" Guy chided, his senses becoming more alert with this direct, open, earthy child-woman.
"I've had bum lays before. Are you a six-stroker? Or are you flexible enough to care about satisfying the girl? Game?"
She asked the question in a soft whisper, casually reaching out with her hand to caress his crotch. Guy was surprised to find himself ex cited from simply listening and watching her talk. He took her in his arms and mashed his lips to her mouth. Her tongue slipped between his lips, flicking back and forth like a hummingbird. She didn't release her grasp of his penis, holding it and fondling it and squeezing it as they kissed.
"Uummmm! That was much better, wasn't it?" she said as she pushed him gently away. "Now let's get out of these clothes. We were created naked, and clothes are just so much bullshit. You can use the hanger in the bathroom to hang your suit up. I'll be back in a minute."
Guy shook his head in wonder at this strange, exciting human being that he had accidentally discovered. He would much rather have undressed her, but she obviously had her own ideas about having sex. He walked into the bathroom and began undressing, hanging his clothes neatly and carefully on the hanger on the back of the door. Whatever happened, he had to be extra careful to see that he carried no trace of his adventure back to the hotel and to his waiting wife.
When he came out of the bathroom, Barbara was nowhere in sight, so he poured himself another glass of wine. He turned to catch just a glimpse of Barbara's gorgeous naked body as she slipped into the bathroom. Her breasts were so perfect that it dawned on him that she obviously hadn't been wearing a bra!
"Be right out!" she called.
Barbara began going through Guy's clothes the minute that she closed the bathroom door. She checked everything in his wallet and studied the note pad and slips of paper in his pockets. She was fast and efficient. Barbara smiled to herself as she replaced his driver's license and other identification cards. He was either straight, as she suspected, or his cover was very thorough. She made a quick search of his coat and shirt, finding nothing of interest. Barbara turned to the mirror and straightened her hair, laughing to herself about the fact that these brief moments searching in his pockets were the entire purpose of the day that she had spent with him and for bringing him here to her apartment. He wasn't her type, and yet there was something about him that she liked. It was a quality that she couldn't define, but it had something to do with the fact that he didn't try to put on a front to impress her-and perhaps that he was one of the few men that she had met who wasn't drooling to get in her pants. He was a challenge, and Barbara loved challenges.
"Share?" she said softly, slipping quietly up beside him where he lounged naked on the couch staring at the ceiling and sipping wine.
"Huh? Oh, sure!" he responded, handing her the half-filled glass of wine. "Say, you've got quite a body!"
"You're not exactly a slob yourself," she laughed, reaching down in his lap and taking his limp penis in her hand as she took a long sip from the glass. "Let's see what we can do to get this lovely prick hard. No, you just sit back and relax. Let Barbara see how fast she can turn you on."
Guy felt a stirring in his loins as he watched the lovely teenage girl slide from the sofa to the floor and crawl between his legs. She had the type of body that should never be covered with clothes. She was, in fact, very much like Guy's concept of Venus. Every line on her body was soft and round. There were no sharp angles or protruding bones. Her shoulders flowed gracefully into perfectly shaped arms. Her chest was nothing less than magnificent. Guy thought that she had the most beautifully shaped tits that he had ever seen. They were almost too big for her body, yet they were firm and pointed like two spheres. Her nipples were small, natural extensions of her breasts, and proudly pointed.
Exposure to the sun had left her with a golden tan. The tan covered her breasts, indicating that she sunbathed without a bra, and only gave way to her soft white natural coloring on a narrow line at her waist where she evidently had worn a bikini.
As these impressions flashed through his mind, Guy decided that Barbara Salton was a much more beautiful girl than he had thought. She seemed to be more relaxed and at ease now, which added to her appeal. He knew that perhaps his judgment was clouded by the quantity of wine that he had consumed, but that wasn't important. He was alone with a gorgeous girl who wanted to make love. They were ships passing in the night, but he meant to take advantage of it and enjoy the pleasures of her young body.
Guy felt like a sultan as he leaned back on the couch and watched the lovely young teenager kneel between his legs and place her head in his lap. He saw her begin caressing his penis, then bring it to her lips and kiss it lightly with her parting lips. Guy had never had a girl suck his cock and he had always wondered what it would be like. I think I'm about to find out, he said to himself as he watched Barbara's slightly wet lips part to wrap around the head of his cock. The touch of her soft pliant lips on his organ ignited small fires throughout his body. Then, as he watched, she began pulling his growing penis into her warm, moist mouth. He felt her tongue circling his shaft, probing and teasing him as she drew him deeper and deeper into the warm pool of her hungry mouth. Her blonde hair was fanned out over his thighs and he could feel her hands holding and fondling his balls. The warm air escaping from her nose waft across the surging shaft of his member like the warm, caressing breezes of a south sea island. He could feel her tongue running over the surging veins along his heated shaft. Guy had never experienced anything quite like this. Passion, desire, and excitement were surging through his body in a relentlessly increasing tempo.
He looked down to see her lovely young face impaled on his hard, throbbing cock. Her pink lips were wrapped tightly around his shaft and her cheeks were puffed out slightly as she moved her rapacious mouth up and down the length of his prick. He could feel the head of his cock lodged in her throat as she took the entire length of his shaft in her mouth. Her pert little nose was buried in his thick curly pubic hair.
It suddenly struck Guy that the teenage girl actually liked what she was doing! It was evident in the expression on her face and in the enthusiastic manner in which she sucked his prick so adoringly. Her hands were massaging his balls with tender lovingness. Guy couldn't understand why it surprised him to see that a girl liked taking a man's organ in her mouth. She was treating it with such reverence! Did it excite her to turn him on? God knows, she's certainly doing that, he thought to himself as his balls began to ache and throb with desire.
"Wow!" he exclaimed as he suddenly felt himself approaching an intense climax.
"Ummmm!" Barbara said, slipping his prick out of her mouth and licking it hungrily with her hot tongue. "This is a beautiful cock, Prince Valiant. Sweet, delicious and exciting," she said, momentarily looking up at him.
"And hotter than hell!" Guy laughed. "What say we make good use of it?"
"Fuck?" she asked with a hint of surprise in her voice.
"That's the general idea, isn't it?" Guy replied, reaching down to place his hands under her arms and lift her to the sofa.
"And how about me?" she asked, kissing him lightly on the lips. "You're hot and ready, but I'm not. Are you one of those men who doesn't care if the girl enjoys herself? I'll bet you are! You'd like to climb on top of me, sink this thing in my pussy, give me six fast strokes and shoot your load, leaving me hot and frustrated. No thanks, Prince Valiant, that isn't my idea of balling!"
"Look, Barbara...."
"Men like you just use women, use our bodies for something that amounts to masturbation," she interrupted.
"Cool it," he said quietly. "I'm not trying to use you. You did something to me that I've never had before. You turned me on, and I really mean on! So I was ready to screw. But I want it to be good for both of us. I don't know what you want, but I want you to be as excited as I am. So you tell me what to do and I'll do it."
"Are you serious! You've never had your cock sucked before? Don't put me on, Prince Valiant."
"I'm serious, Barbara," Guy replied. "You yourself said we came from different generations. Look, I want you-really want you. And I want it right for both of us. So be patient with me and tell me what you like."
"Prince Valiant," she laughed, "you're almost too much-unreal! Why don't you start by eating my pussy? That always gets my motor running. Here, kneel down like I was."
Guy slid off the sofa and dropped to his knees on the floor. Barbara lifted one leg and drew it over his head so that he was positioned between her thighs. He was staring directly into her lascivously open cunt, getting his first close-up view of a woman's vulva. She had a thick, bushy mat of pubic hair, but he could see the oval shape of her slit clearly.
"My clitoris is supersensitive," she said softly.
"Barbara, I...." Guy began.
"You're not going to tell me you've never gone down on a girl, are you?" she asked incredulously.
"Well ... no, I haven't," Guy sighed.
"My God!" she sighed, rolling her eyes to the ceiling. "You are unreal! Do you even know what the clitoris is, Prince Valiant?"
"I've read about it," Guy said in a small voice.
"But you've never had any experience with one, I suppose. Okay, Prince Valiant, we'll conduct our first class in sex education under Professor Barbara. Lean in so you can see," she continued as she reached down with both hands and spread the lips of her cunt wide apart. "This is the clitoris," she said, bringing the tip of her index finger to the small bud nestled between the lips of her vagina. "It's the most erotically sensitive point on a woman's body. When it becomes excited, it becomes hard and erect, just like a man's cock. Massaging, caressing or playing with it turns a girl on. And it's pressure on the clitoris that finally brings the girl to orgasm. When you go down on a girl, you lick and kiss her entire pussy, stick your tongue up her cunt, and lick her clitoris until she's panting. Try it. I'll tell you how you're doing."
Guy felt ridiculous! He had even lost half of the erection that she had given him. He had never felt so inadequate in his life! Yet he sincerely wondered if he had ever sexually satisfied any of the women that he had laid in his life.
His face was just inches away from her wide-open crotch. The odor of her sex permeated his nostrils. It was a vaguely familiar aroma, but he had never been this close to it before and it was much stronger. It wasn't the most appealing odor, and yet it was strangely animal and exciting.
Guy moved forward, bringing his lips to the pink flesh of her pussy lips while she continued holding the meaty folds, spread wide open for him. He brushed his lips against the moist skin of her vagina, then brought his tongue into contact with the bright pink area surrounding the opening to her cock-hungry womb. A heavy, very salty, flavor immediately invaded his mouth, and Guy found this equally exciting as the heady aroma of her sex.
"Stick your tongue inside my cunt," she said softly, "then lick up and down my slit. Oooohh! That's it!"
Guy felt the muscles in her smooth thighs quiver as he ran his tongue up and down her slit as she instructed. He found the bud of her clit and rubbed its rigidly firmly with his tongue. It trembled beneath his touch and Guy could feel his prick rapidly becoming rigid again.
"Make your tongue like the wings of a butterfly flitting against my clit," Barbara said, her breath coming quicker now. "Aaaahh! Yes, yes, that's it! Keep it up! Oh, yes!"
She was having no trouble encouraging him. Even though the situation was laughingly ridiculous to the highly experienced teenage girl, there was something about penetrating his almost-unbelievable innocence that excited her. She scooted forward a little on the sofa, thrusting her pussy against his handsome face. Barbara had tried to teach several young Colombian men how to eat pussy, but they resisted on the grounds that it wasn't manly. Only Jack Lockwood and an occasional tourist dipped their tongues into her hot box, so this was a treat for her. It was doubly a treat to have a virgin face between her legs and a virgin tongue buried in her sex.
"Mmmmmm! Yes, yes! Do that! Ooooooh, I like that! Rub it with your teeth. OH, wow! Yeeeesssss!"
A familiar fire had spread from her loins to her body and Barbara felt her pulse begin to race. She began writhing her hips, grinding her vulva in his face. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked down at his handsome face paying homage to her sex. She knew that she was very close to orgasm, and she decided to go ahead and enjoy it by riding his tongue. It was too good to stop him now!
"Aaaaiiieeeeeeeee!" she groaned as her system exploded in a small but delicious orgasm.
Guy's tongue was beginning to ache, but he didn't want to stop. It aroused him to see how excited he made her and her cries and moans seemed to goad him on. The nectar of her juices flowed freely into his mouth, intoxicating him sexually as never before. He felt her muscles suddenly tense, her firm thighs pressing hard against his ears. Then her pussy seemed to explode. A fine mist floated out to moisten his face as her hips ground hard against the sofa cushion. Then he felt her hands gently on his face.
"Okay, Prince Valiant, okay!" she sighed. "Lesson number one is complete and you passed with honors! Now you can say you've eaten a girl off."
"You came?" he asked quietly.
"A small but very nice cum, my darling prince," she sighed. "Sorry I cheated a little, but it was too good to stop. Be a darling and give me a sip of wine. I'm dying of thrist! Then we'll get serious about balling."
Guy handed her the glass and watched her drain it in one thirsty gulp.
"More?" he asked.
"No, that was great. Did you enjoy eating pussy?"
"Yes," he admitted.
"I can see that," she taunted, reaching out and grasping his hardened penis in her warm hand. "But I'll bet you didn't think you would."
"Right," he laughed. "I just never had...."
"Don't explain, darling, I understand. You thought it was dirty, or immoral, or something like that. But none of us ever knows if we like a thing until we try it. Now why don't we eat each other at the same time? Then when we're both good and hot I want you to fuck me. Here, you stretch out on the sofa with your feet down there. That's it. I'll climb on top."
Guy's balls tingled when he watched the beautiful young teenager climb up and straddle his body. She was so slender, yet well-rounded and full-fleshed! He realized how pale he was when he saw her golden-tanned skin next to his. She placed her knees on either side of his arms and he was staring directly up into her now-wet cuntal opening. There were beads of moisture clinging to her pubic hair that made her sex glisten and sparkle. Guy saw the small brown puckered opening of her ass between the smooth asscheeks, and the sight of her crotch poised above him like this made his pulse pound.
A deep moan rumbled in his chest when he felt her delicious hot wet mouth slide down his prick, capturing the entire length of his hotly pulsing cock into her ravenous oral cavity. He looked down and saw his cock disappearing into her face. Her huge tits hung down from her body, framing the picture of her oral attack on his organ. Then he saw her crotch begin to lower toward his face.
Guy grasped her hips in his hands and pulled her down until her pussy was pressing hard against his nose and mouth. Darting his tongue into her slit, Guy began licking her with long hard strokes. He flicked the tip of his tongue against her erect clitoris and felt it quiver with the oral caress. He found it difficult to concentrate on what he was doing with her hungry mouth working on his penis. She was sliding his now-glistening manhood in and out of her throat with slurping wet motions that drove him to the highest of sexual heights.
Barbara squirmed a little and Guy felt the tip of his nose slide into her cunt. He left it there and licked her clitoris for all he was worth. If he could, he would have crawled up inside her hot vagina to bathe in her womanly juices!
Guy's heart was pounding like a kettle drum in his chest and he realized that he was very close to dimming when Barbara suddenly pulled her mouth free of his desire-inflated cock. He felt her fingers pulling at his thighs to spread them apart and he moved his legs to help her. Then he felt her hand wrap around his throbbing penis to begin pumping it. Her hair brushed against his thighs and suddenly he felt a wet probe darting against his anus! She was licking his asshole while he pumped his prick with her hand! Her slithering tongue rimming his puckered anus caused his whole body to tremble! His balls were roaring like a crashing surf and his cock in her pumping hand was throbbing with incredibly urgent demands for release.
Guy dug his nose into her vagina and gently grind his teeth against her trembling clit. Every muscle in his body tensed as he sought to control himself.
"Okay, okay!" Barbara gasped. "You're driving me crazy!"
She tried to pull her body up to free her pussy from his hungry mouth, but he held her tight with his hands gripping her hips.
"Okay, Prince Valiant!" she moaned. "I want you to fuck me now. Oh, please, please fuck me!"
Reluctantly, Guy loosened his grip and allowed her to pull her steaming cunt free from his mouth. His face was dripping wet with her hot juices.
"Am I learning, teacher," he said, unable to resist the taunt.
"Are you learning!" she exclaimed. "I'll bet you got straight A's in school! I want to feel that hard prick of yours inside me now. Take me from behind. I have a thing about having a man screw me from behind."
She pushed his legs off the sofa and knelt with her tail high in the air and her face pressed against the cushion. Guy thought that he was going to explode just by looking at her lasciviously splayed young body. The smooth, white cheeks of her ass were like two hypnotic gloves beckoning to him. Their pale color contrasted vividly with the rest of her golden-tanned skin and her bushy pubic mound was perched tantalizingly between them, the damp curls gleaming in the light.
Guy pulled himself to a kneeling position and moved slowly toward the most appealing sight that he had ever seen. The smoothness of her thighs and the perfect spheres of her ass made his blood race unrestrained through his veins! Her dripping cunt was trembling as he moved forward and slowly guided his throbbing blood-bloated cock between the white cheeks of her ass. He shifted his knees until he was in perfect position, then brought the head of his prick to her pussy. His balls ached when he felt the moist hair of her cunt brush against the swollen head of his pulsing organ.
Holding his tormented erection firmly in his hand, he brought the head to her warmly moist clitoris and began rubbing it back and forth. He noticed her entire body quiver as he massaged the sensitive ivory pearl of her budding clit.
"Oh! Aaahhh! Oh, please, Prince Valiant, fuck me! Shove your cock up inside me. Please!"
Guy's passion was much too far advanced to play around. He allowed his cock to slide down her hot slit until the lust-inflated head was lodged in the red hole that led into her womanly love passage. Then, with a savage jerk of his hips, he rammed his wildly leaking prick all the way into the shadowy valley of her hungry cunt.
"Oooooooooooohhhhhh!" The moan came sliding out on top of the rush of air that escaped from her lungs as she felt her cock-starved body suddenly completely stuffed with his pulsating prick. She could feel the tip pressing against her cervix and his heavy balls slapping hard against her distended clitoris and the top of her slit.
Guy was amazed at his sudden transformation. He suddenly became a raging stud. He grasped her narrow waist in his hands and held her firmly while his bucking, jerking hips sent his prick pistoning in and out of her body. He looked down and watched the shaft of his penis glide between the creamy cheeks of her ass and disappear into the rosy flesh folds of her cuntal opening. His organ gleamed obscenely with the desire moisture of her vagina. He could feel the muscles in her cunt hold and squeeze his penis with every deep thrust.
Guy lost all sense of time and self as he rutted her with an animal lust that he didn't know he possessed. He reached down and grasped her heavy tits in his hands, holding them like handles as he pounded into her body. Each stroke of his cock inside her fiery cunt sent Guy to a new and higher level of excitement. He seemed to be on an endless ladder, climbing and climbing.
Barbara was so hot that she knew she would never be able to control herself! His technique was primitive, but highly effective in this position. And when he grabbed her breasts and began massaging her sensitive nipples between his thumbs, the young girl moaned uncontrollably and almost screamed with ecstasy. She reached up under her body and grabbed his cum-laden balls in her hand, caressing them and rubbing them against her clitoris.
"OH, WOW! I'M CUMMMMIIIIIINNNNGG!" she cried, her body quaking and her knees turning to jelly.
Guy felt her strong vaginal muscles wrap tight around his surging shaft and hold on as he pounded into her with everything he had. He was hanging on the razor's edge of ejaculation when she grabbed his swaying balls, and then he lost all control. Grunting like a bull, he drove his prick into her mercilessly and felt his balls erupt with desire to send rivers of his searing hot cum spurting from his pulsing cock. His hips continued jerking when he threw his head back and groaned like an animal as she milked every drop of sex from his body. Then his knees would no longer hold him and he sank to the sofa, his prick sliding out of her trembling cunt with a loud slurping noise.
Barbara, too, collapsed on the sofa and the two of them remained motionless for a long moment. Then she moved, pulling herself up beside him and kissing him lightly on the cheek.
"Not bad for two people who weren't really attracted to each other, huh?'
"Not bad!" Guy sighed. "Barbara, that was the greatest fuck I've ever had!"
"It's always better, Prince Valiant, when the girl cums with you. Remember that in the future. The hotter you get your partner, the better it will be for you. Glass of wine?"
"Great," Guy sighed, breathing deeply to gather his strength. He took the glass that she handed him and sat up on the sofa. "Look, I'm not very good at this," he began, pulling her down beside him, "but I want you to know that this meant a great deal to me. I'm serious," he added when she laughed.
"Look, no involvement, no commitments," she said smiling. "Don't be like every other man in the world who has to tell a girl he loves her after he fucks her, okay?"
"I didn't mean that," Guy responded. "I like you, Barbara, but I don't love you. What I meant was that you've shown me a great deal, and I'm grateful."
"And for one shining moment I had my own personal Prince Valiant," she replied. "It was fun. But I'm not sure I'm grateful."
"Why?"
"Because you showed me a glimpse of another world," she said. "A world I don't belong in, and a world I shouldn't get to thinking about."
"Barbara, will you believe me when I say you belong in any world you want to live in? You're very mature at eighteen and you have a hell of a lot to offer any man. Don't sell yourself short."
"I don't sell myself, Prince Valiant. I give myself away. And sometimes I go chasing after the impossible dream-just like you with this search for Jack."
"It isn't an impossible dream, Barbara. It's more like a damned nightmare. I've got to find him and deliver that damned envelope. Then I'm supposed to be at hand if he needs anything. Believe me, I won't be free until this thing is over!"
"Want to know where he is?"
Guy's heart jumped. This was what he had been praying for, that she would establish a contact for him.
"That's a silly question," he said, trying to conceal his anxiety.
"Okay, Prince Valiant, Jack Lockwood is by now in Lima, Peru. He left a couple of hours after you found his plane. Raul told me just before I met you in the Mina de Oro bar. I can give you an address where you can contact him in Lima."
"How long will he be there?" Guy asked, his mind racing with the possibilities of finding his man after all.
"That I can't say," she laughed, getting up and walking over to pour herself another glass of wine. "Jack never lights in one place for very long. I know he will be there tonight and probably tomorrow. After that...." she added shrugging her shoulders.
"Well," Guy sighed, grabbing his clothes and starting to dress, "it looks like I'm off again!"
"No rush," she said quietly. "The next flight to Lima is on Aerolineas Argentina at nine-thirty tonight. It's the Los Angeles to Buenos Aires flight and sometimes they have plenty of room. How about dinner?"
"Look, Barbara," he said, fixing his tie and walking across the room to take her hands in his, "give me a rain check on dinner. I've got to pack and make reservations."
"You're the fuck-and-run type," she teased with a broad smile. "Well, Prince Valiant, just don't think you've seen the last of me."
"Hope not."
"Want me to drive you to the hotel? Give me a second and I'll be with you."