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Case 1, Part 5
A Spooky First Time
Text Copyright 2016 Kathrin Pissinger
This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are at least of 18 years or older. Any resemblance to events or people, past or present, living or dead, is not just coincidental but would be fucking surprising.
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Not much time had passed before the noise started. Imogene seemed to notice it first, she sat upright at the edge of the divan and listened. When Eliza awoke, the agent had already gotten up and snuck up to a door at the side of the room, where she peeked through a keyhole. For negligence or excitement, she didn't think of closing her dress again, which made her heavy breasts dangle underneath her, when she bent down in front of the door, and for a moment Eliza enjoyed the view of the agent's naked torso.
Then she got up quietly and snuck over to her. It had gotten dark outside, and she didn't dare to turn on the electric light, so the suite was just lit by pale moonlight, and Eliza had to be careful not to stumble. “Shhhh,” said Imogene when she caught up with her, and put a finger on her lips. She pulled a key from her skirt pocket and unlocked the door, cracking it open.
Through the crack, the two women could see directly into the bedroom of the president's suite, where a luxurious, wide double bed was perched against the opposite wall. It was made from dark Mahoga