10-29-2020, 03:27 AM
The door to Vickie's office creaked open as Delia appeared, spent and lifeless.
Closing it behind her, she looked the hallway up and down for an exit. There didn't
seem to be one. She walked to the halls end only to find a solid wall where a door
should've been. Feeling the burden of frustration once more, she began yelling
for help.
"Somebody? Let me out of here!" she sent forth. Her cry was met with silence.
"Hellooooo?? Anybody!! Where's the fucking door?" she went on.
By this time, Vickie had entered the hallway and stood glaring in Delia's direction.
The peeved Detective heard footsteps coming her way when she turned to see Vickie
closing in. Would she ever be free of this woman? Delia faced the wall as Vickie
stopped very close to her. Too close for Delia's liking.
"Perfect place for a door, don't ya think?" Vickie taunted.
Delicato held the line, keeping her back to this new enemy she had just made.
Vickie grabbed Delia's left shoulder with her right hand and spun her around.
Their eyes met. Delia was growing sick of this woman's face.
"You're ignoring me again" Vickie said as a call-back to their earlier conversation.
"Just let me out of here" Delia said through gritted teeth.
Vickie stood before her, staring her down like a piece of meat. Lust filling her cold, dead eyes.
She leaned in close to Delia's ear. "I think you just need to loosen up" she whispered seductively.
As she pulled away, her cheek lightly brushed against Delia's. This drew anger from the already disturbed Detective.
Delia shoved Vickie with both hands, sending her back a few steps. Vickie smiled and leaned back
in, almost touching noses this time.
"You want it as badly as I do, and it's eating you up inside" she accused in a breathy scold.
Delia did find herself with a deep desire. To do this lecherous beast of a woman great harm.
"You are vile and wretched. The very thought of you sickens me!" she said as she spit in her face.
This took Vickie by a bit of surprize. Her eyes grew wide, a subtle smirk could be seen presenting itself.
Her smirk only added to the thick sexual tension permeating that hallway. Vickie took her right index
finger, gathered up every drop of Delia's saliva, held it in front of her face for them both to see before
plunging it deep into her mouth, closing her lips tightly around it. A gentle moan escaped her throat
as she sucked that finger clean. Removing it from her mouth to softly declare "All gone."
Delia couldn't believe her eyes. Vickie took it a step further. "You taste so much better than Gail" she promised.
Seeing Delia's disgust, Vickie seemed to quickly change characters.
"Jesus, Delicato, maybe try to live a little!" she said in a college party girl tone.
Vickie tapped her watch and the black wall "where a door should've been" opens wide into a larger
main room of the lab. Delia was relieved to finally be leaving this place.
"Just find one of the young ladies from earlier, they'll show you out" Vickie said nonchalantly.
Delia started to walk through the doorway when Vickie spoke up one last time.
"Oh, Dee... think about our little talk, won't you" she said as she winked at Delia and walked away.
Closing it behind her, she looked the hallway up and down for an exit. There didn't
seem to be one. She walked to the halls end only to find a solid wall where a door
should've been. Feeling the burden of frustration once more, she began yelling
for help.
"Somebody? Let me out of here!" she sent forth. Her cry was met with silence.
"Hellooooo?? Anybody!! Where's the fucking door?" she went on.
By this time, Vickie had entered the hallway and stood glaring in Delia's direction.
The peeved Detective heard footsteps coming her way when she turned to see Vickie
closing in. Would she ever be free of this woman? Delia faced the wall as Vickie
stopped very close to her. Too close for Delia's liking.
"Perfect place for a door, don't ya think?" Vickie taunted.
Delicato held the line, keeping her back to this new enemy she had just made.
Vickie grabbed Delia's left shoulder with her right hand and spun her around.
Their eyes met. Delia was growing sick of this woman's face.
"You're ignoring me again" Vickie said as a call-back to their earlier conversation.
"Just let me out of here" Delia said through gritted teeth.
Vickie stood before her, staring her down like a piece of meat. Lust filling her cold, dead eyes.
She leaned in close to Delia's ear. "I think you just need to loosen up" she whispered seductively.
As she pulled away, her cheek lightly brushed against Delia's. This drew anger from the already disturbed Detective.
Delia shoved Vickie with both hands, sending her back a few steps. Vickie smiled and leaned back
in, almost touching noses this time.
"You want it as badly as I do, and it's eating you up inside" she accused in a breathy scold.
Delia did find herself with a deep desire. To do this lecherous beast of a woman great harm.
"You are vile and wretched. The very thought of you sickens me!" she said as she spit in her face.
This took Vickie by a bit of surprize. Her eyes grew wide, a subtle smirk could be seen presenting itself.
Her smirk only added to the thick sexual tension permeating that hallway. Vickie took her right index
finger, gathered up every drop of Delia's saliva, held it in front of her face for them both to see before
plunging it deep into her mouth, closing her lips tightly around it. A gentle moan escaped her throat
as she sucked that finger clean. Removing it from her mouth to softly declare "All gone."
Delia couldn't believe her eyes. Vickie took it a step further. "You taste so much better than Gail" she promised.
Seeing Delia's disgust, Vickie seemed to quickly change characters.
"Jesus, Delicato, maybe try to live a little!" she said in a college party girl tone.
Vickie tapped her watch and the black wall "where a door should've been" opens wide into a larger
main room of the lab. Delia was relieved to finally be leaving this place.
"Just find one of the young ladies from earlier, they'll show you out" Vickie said nonchalantly.
Delia started to walk through the doorway when Vickie spoke up one last time.
"Oh, Dee... think about our little talk, won't you" she said as she winked at Delia and walked away.
