Ben 10 Porn Story: Choices Chapter 6

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Do you have an Alison Hart-Burnett registered? Paul leaned over the desk,
trying to see into the attendants monitor as she keyed in the name.

Ahno sir, she suppressed a frown, turning her monitor away from him.

She has to be here. Have you seen this woman? He presented a picture.

Sir, even if Ive seen this woman, Im not at liberty to discuss our
guests, she handed the picture back to him.

Fine, if you wont help me, get me the manager or someone who knows

Is there a problem? The manager poked his head out of his office.

I was just

Your employee refuses to tell me whether or not my wife is here, Paul
spat, shoving the picture into his hands. I believe you know my wifes
family quite well. The HARTS often stay here.

Yes of course, Mr.? The managers eyes widened at the mention of the
Hart family.

Burnett, Paul Burnett. My wife is Alison Hart-Burnett. We spent our
honeymoon here, as well as several vacations with the family. Paul raised
a brow, leaning forward on the desk. Now, Mr. Thomas, Paul sneered, I
want to know, which room my wife is in?

Ill see what I can find, Mr. Burnett, the manager sat down at another
computer and began accessing files.

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Mr. Faireborn? A cheery voice greeted him as he walked into the small
inn.

Mrs. Connors, he cast a lop sided grin, setting his bag down near her
desk.

I was surprised to see your

Shes here then? His eyes lit up.

Yes, I mean no, that is she left to go riding an hour ago. I put her in
the same room you had the last time you were here. Top of the stairs, last
one on the right, she handed him a key. I remembered she loved the view
of the lake, and figured youd be here sooner or later, now get your self
settled and Ill pack you a picnic basket. You might be able to catch up
with her. Michael said she was headed up to the lake when he saw her, she
winked, patting his arm.

Thanks, he squeezed her hand before heading upstairs. He walked into the
room. His eyes fell on her robe lying on the bed; he smiled, lifting it in
his hands. He walked to the window and parted the drapes. Looking out
over the lake, he saw a lone figure dismounting a horse, and rushed back
down the stairs where Mrs. Connors was waiting for him.

Here you go, she smiled, handing him the basket. Now, go get her. Ms.
OHara said

Shana called you? He stammered.

She just told me to have this ready for you when you finally figured
things out. Now, GO! She shoved him towards the door. And, mind you,
she doesnt know youre here. She smiled, watching him race off towards
the stable.

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Lady Jaye was sitting on the ground, leaning back on her hands, watching a
flock of wild geese flying in for a landing on the lake. The crisp autumn
breezy was beginning to pick up. She was brushing her hair from her eyes,
when she heard the sounds of a horse approaching and turned to see that her
horse was still tethered to a nearby branch. The sunlight blinding her for
a moment, she shielded her eyes, attempting to discern who it was when she
heard the rider pulling back on the reins with a firm command. Dash? She
slowly stood, brushing the back of her pants off.

I thought I might find you here, he grinned, swinging himself down. I
came bearing gifts. He chuckled, offering the basket. She didnt laugh.
He watched her step forward, her arms wrapped across her chest. Shed
been crying. Allie? He dropped the reins from his hand, and stepped
closer to her, dropping the basket as well when he pulled her into his
arms. She buried her face into his chest, her resolve breaking. She began
to cry. If you want me to leave, I will, he murmured, brushing his
fingers through her hair. But, Id rather stay, he lifted her face to
his. Talk to me, Allie.

She pushed herself back from him, turning towards the lake. I cant go on
like this, she choked. I never wanted to hurt either of you, especially
not Paul. Flint stood watching her back. I was wrongI should leave.
He took a deep breath, ready to walk away if she wanted him to. I dont
know how to say it

If you want me to go, I

No, its not you. I dont want to lose you. I love you, she turned to
him, colliding into his arms, nearly knocking them both to the ground. I
dont know how to tell Paul that I want a divorce. Hes been gone so long,
and I did love him oncepart of me always will but its not the same. God,
he would never understand my jobhe never did. She felt his arms tighten
around her and looked up into his face. She knew he was doing his best to
suppress his grin but it wasnt working. This isnt funny, Dash! She
pushed away, stalking towards her horse.

Not so fast, he grabbed her around the waist, pulling her back towards
him. You cant blame me for wanting to shout Ive got MY girl. Now, can
you? He traced his hand over her jaw, lifting her chin slightly, Well?

No

Mrs. Connors fixed us a lunch, he led her to the basket. Or whats
left of it? He eyed her carefully.

Come onweve had worse, she opened the lid to see everything tossed
together, and pulled out a blanket. Peeling away a tomato slice, she
laughed, flinging the blanket out before smoothing it. Think you can hand
me the stuff? she nodded towards the basket.

Sure, he grinned, settling down beside her. He started handing her
things from the basket. A sense of relief washing over him as she opened
up to him, telling him what was troubling her; he listened carefully, not
speaking until he heard everything.

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Im sorry Mr. Burnett but we have no record of your wife checking in, Mr.
Thomas stood up from his desk, rubbing his eyes.

She has to be here, Paul growled. Have you checked everything?

Sir, Ive spent the better part of the last few hours, calling the various
facilities in the hotel, including the restaurants, health clubs, and
shops. Not to mention the salon, and golf course. Now, if youll excuse
me, I have other matters to attend to. My staff will show you to your
room, the manager sighed heavily, walking into his office.

Where could she be? Paul silently fumed, following a bellhop to his
room.

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Mrs. Connors was sitting with her husband when she heard the front door
open. She got up from the kitchen table and slowly opened the door to see
the two enter, his arm about her waist. Her head tucked against his
shoulder as he led her to the stairs. Who is it? She heard her husband,
Michael, call to her.

Just Dash and Allie, she smiled, closing the kitchen door.

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It was dark when the sounds of his pager woke them. Flint was leaning over
to the nightstand, fumbling for it when he felt her arm snaking around his
waist. She came up on one arm, the other clutching the blankets to her.
Dash, what time is it? She yawned slightly.

He sat on the edge of the bed, switching on the light. Its the base, he
sighed heavily, reaching for his cell phone.

I thought you had a few. never mind, she sighed. I cant remember the
last time COBRA didnt ruin a vacation. She snuggled closer to him,
tracing her fingertips over his spine, reveling in his discomfort. She
stopped only when he gave her that look that said keep it up turnabouts
fair play. She felt the muscles in his back tense. His game face
hardening as he stood up and stepped away from the bed. She sat up,
bringing her knees to her chest. She waited for him to close the phone.
Dash?

Honey, Ive got to get back tonight, he plopped down next to her, drawing
her into his arms. Ill be there when you get back. Ill go with you to
talk to Paul.

No, I can handle him. Besides, I expect you back in one piece. She
traced her fingertips over his jaw.

You have my word, he winked, kissing the inside of her palm. Ive got
to go, he pulled himself away from the bed, gathering his discarded
clothes. She was snuggling against a pillow, watching him get dressed when
a strange feeling came over her.

Dash?

Yeah, sweetheart, he grinned back at her, throwing the last of his stuff
into a bag.

Be careful.

Arent I always? He scoffed.

I mean it, I just have a bad feeling, she rubbed her arms, brushing the
goose bumps away from her. He watched her before settling on the edge of
the bed.

His hands stroking her arms, Youre not kidding are you? She just gave
him a warning glare. All right, I promise, no cowboy stuff, he kissed
her lightly, her hand brushing over the back of his head. She deepened the
kiss.

Allie, Ill be back, he chuckled breaking the kiss, and peeling her arms
away from his neck. He slowly stepped back, throwing his bag over his
shoulder as he headed out the door.

You better! she called after him, hugging a pillow to her chest. She
set the pillow to the side, and walked to the window. Just make it back
in one piece, she whispered, watching him drive off.

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