Saving private Amy ...chapter 7

Amy opened the door....
It was already off the latch after buzzing Becky up, but she wanted to open it for her, for some reason.

“ I never sleep with anyone on the first night, I'm telling you right now, just to be clear!”

Becky said, walking confidently into Amy's apartment, and passing the two bottles of wine over to her.

Amy didn't know what to say! She never had any intention of sleeping with her!
She didn't see girls in that way.

'Oh shit' Amy thought, 'I have given totally the wrong impression. Oh shit,! oh shit, shit.!'

Becky looked at Amy, silent , looking at the look of shock spread across Amy's face.

“Look...look, I'm sorry," Amy said, "Shit. I'm so sorry, it's my fault, I never meant to...., oh shit, Becky I'm so sorry, shit! shit! shit!,

Becky could't hold her grin in any longer.....a smile spreading across her face.

“You are sooooooo easy to wind up babes!” She said, still laughing. “I don't want to sleep with you, you idiot!”

"Oh!” was all Amy could think of saying..

Becky moved forwards, to give her gave her a hug, “It's so nice to meet you hunni, I won't try to grab your arse or anything, don't worry..”

“Phew, Amy blurted out, ”Shit, I thought you misunderstood the way I was, for hitting on you.”

“Relax, you need to stop taking yourself so seriously. You do if you want to be involved with what we get up to, anyway. Laugh when you can, is my motto..”

“I really don't know what I want Becks," Amy said, "I'm so confused by all of this, by you, my life, by everything right now.....”

"Well, we are here now, babes" Becky said, looking sympathetically to Amy, " But there's lots more to tell .... Things you have to know."

" I'm all ears, but this is all kind of, well...... exciting!," Amy said.

“You can cut that shit out right now, it's not exciting." Becky said, serious again "Hard work, ugly, draining, and compromising.... No lies hunni -ever. I'm only being honest.."

“OK, but you know what I mean, spying and things...it IS kinda exiting, ya know ?...all dark and mysterious..?” Amy said.

She had already grasped that this new life that was being being offered ... was on the other side of 'conventional' or even legal - but that didn't bother her in the slightest.
She had always felt unconventional in a very conventional world.
Hell, the amount of times she had won an advertising contract with a short skirt, push up bra, and the tantalizing prospect of a hotel room later....

Her ethics were not the same as most peoples, she knew that.

“Listen,we are here now, so no rush. I'll tel you more about the organization, and I'll tell you what we expect from you.” Becky said.

“Deal , Amy said.

"Like I told you, you can walk away anytime you like... and we will never bother you. If we ever know of you betraying us – something we will never do to you... WE WILL KILL YOU. Betrayal of me, or my organization is a suicide note..."

Becky looked straight into Amy's eyes.

There was no fun in Becky's eyes now, no silliness, no games.
“You still want to know more, Ames?...”

"Not yet, no” Amy said, “ Can we just relax before we get all serious? Please? I've only just met you for fucks sake!”

Becky smiled.
She lost the eyes of the killer, the look that she just possessed.
Amy new those kinds of eyes, knew what a killers eyes looked like.
She had seen them before, and it was never forgotten, once seen...

“So, Becky said, “What ya got in yer fridge? Seriously, I wasn't joking - I'm freakin' starving!”

"Let me show you," Amy said, "It's pretty well stocked."

“Wow, you live well” Becky said, looking at all the fresh salads, pate's and olives... “I'll have some of those olives, if you dont mind,”

“Only if you eat them off my stomach...", Amy said, placing her hand on Becky's hip...

“Wha...?” Becky said, startled turning to Amy .

This time it was Amy's turn to laugh...

"Wanker, !" Becky said, turning, and leaning forwards into the fridge.