Larry the Billionaire Episode 28 Earning the Bling

                Larry was back in New York.  He had a place in Florida to escape the cold weather and considered his residence there but the allure of New York kept drawing him back.  He had a house in both states and routinely went back and forth between the two states.  Although Larry was very wealthy, he was too mistrustful of people to get married or settle down. For reasons he didn’t fully understand, he never enjoyed professional attention for her basal desires.  Like most people, however, Larry did get urges and he satisfied these urges by offering an exorbitant amount of money for one night of sex with an attractive woman.  His only caveat, however, was that he refused to give cash outright.  Instead, he found out an expensive item they wanted and offered to purchase it for them.  Originally, he thought woman would be offended by the proposition but it was his experience that although they were hesitant at first, the allure of it was too strong to resist.  Although he normally frequented bars to indecently propose women, he realized that the beach may be a better place.  He drove out to Montauk on the eastern end of Long Island and rented a lounge chair.  Immediately, he was unsure this was the proper place as Montauk is in the Hamptons, which is the richest area of Long Island.  The people here may be able to afford anything they wanted.  It was too late now though, he was here. 

                Marissa was a Dominican woman who had grown up approximately an hour north of New York City.  The second she was an adult, however, she moved to New York City and enjoyed her 20s.  Marissa was 5’4” with thick luscious lips, tanned skin typical of Hispanic heritage and long black hair. Although the feminist movement was vehemently against these views, Marissa was on the hunt for a wealthy man.  She knew she had the looks and although, for a Dominican girl, she couldn’t cook that well she more than made up for it in the bedroom.  It was a nice day in New York, so Marissa took the Jitney bus to Montauk in Long Island.  It was about a two and half hour bus ride but she didn’t care.  She chose Montauk because she was hoping someone who could afford a summer house in the Hamptons would notice her.  Since it was going to be a long bus ride, she engaged in a conversation with the girl next to her.  After she introduced herself and found out that the girl’s name was Cintra, they made small talk before the conversation got to more substantive issues.  Cintra said, “I read in the Washington post that North Carolina Republicans voted on a bill after Democrats left for a 9/11 memorial.  I mean, how fucked up is that?”

                “That would be messed up but it didn’t actually happen.  It was only one Democrat that left because he didn’t know there was a vote.  CNN has been doing massive retractions about that.”

                “Oh, I didn’t really notice that.”

                “Yea, sometimes I think they put out false information knowing it’ll get a lot of hits and then bury the retraction to cover their asses but not let the people they tricked know about it.”

                “Are you a Republican?”

                “No, but I don’t condone lying by the media either”

                “Oh, no I agree but everyone makes mistakes”

                “I’m not sure if you were too but I grew up in New York.  I was here for 9/11 so it’s a sensitive issue for me.  CNN used 9/11 to attack conservatives trying to say that right-wing activists killed more people than 9/11”

                “Yea, but if you think about the KKK and Neo-Nazis that might be true.”

                “The problem is that neither one of those are right wing groups.  Almost everyone in the KKK was a Democrat and when you interview Spencer, the head of the Alt-Right, his favorite presidents are Polk and FDR; both Democrats”

                “I didn’t know that”

                “Yea, and minimalizing Islamic terrorists because of other violent groups is wrong to me.  This is especially true on 9/11”

                “You sound like a Republican to me.”

                The man in front of the girls turned around and remarked, “The left doesn’t know what conservatism is.  If they did, I think most people would stop being liberals.  Part of the liberal lies is what constitutes conservatism.  Leftists have always been the chaotic party and anti-law enforcement.  Because of this, any counter-terrorism talk moves away from their narrative so they have to refocus people on things they have gas lighted or constantly lied about so much that people believed it after a while.  This was a common NAZI tactic.  Tell the same lie over and over and people will believe anything.  That’s why most people think the leftist organizations like the NAZI’s and KKK were actually right wing.”

                Cintra fired back, “Look, after 9/11, people started attacking Muslims in large numbers.  All groups have bad apples and just because some do something bad doesn’t mean you should attack others.”

                Marissa replied, “I agree but I’m not sure how accurate that statement is.  Yea there were some anti-Muslim violence but I don’t think it was widespread.  I know cops and they said that after 9/11, more Muslims were calling in to report crime or suspicious activity than called because they were being targeted.”

“Yea, that’s the police covering it up.”

The man in front of them snickered at that comment and Marissa said nothing. 

The bus arrived in Montauk and Marissa rented an umbrella and lied her towel on the beach and placed a large black hat on her head.  This was how she was going to differentiate herself from the other attractive girls.  She had a cooler with her filled with her favorite beer; Presidente, which is a light Dominican beer.  She sipped it and relaxed on the beach watching the big waves crash onto the shore.

 

Larry alternated between lying in the sun and heading into the water to fight the waves.  Larry was 6’ 220 pounds so he could force his way through most of them but he loved when a wave showed him just how insignificant he was and knocked him back.  Being in the water made Larry feel insignificant, which he loved.  He had grown up going to the beach and although it took much effort to fight his way forward amongst big waves, he always marveled that when he got tired, he simply turned his back to the wave and it only took two or three to carry him back to shore.  He had heard horror stories when it works the other way and an undertow carries you out to sea.  He knew that if that happened, the thing to do was not to try to swim to shore but swim parallel because undertows are typically narrow.  A couple feet to the right or left and the ocean is your friend again carrying you to shore.  Despite knowing this, he had never been in a situation where he had to test this theory. 

                Larry was worn out from fighting the waves and came back into shore and found his umbrella and lounge chair.  He lied down on his back and panted as the sun worked to dry him off.  After it succeeded in doing this, it would negate the whole purpose by making him sweat profusely and soaking him in a different type of water, though still salt water.  In which case, Larry would jump back into the other kind of salt water to rinse of the salt water his body produces and the cycle starts all over again.  He looked up and noticed a girl with a large black hat.  The hat covered her face but Larry could see her figure and liked what he saw.  She was well endowed in the breasts and butt region and she had toned legs that weren’t too skinny but not fat either and virtually no stomach.  He walked over and broke the ice, “Hey Tiffany, I was wondering if you wanted to get some breakfast.”

                The girl smiled and stated, “Wow, you got the reference.  Yes this hat is from Breakfast at Tiffany’s.  I love Audrey Hepburn”

                “I loved that move too.  Hell, there’s even a song about how the only thing that the guy in the song and the girl he likes has in common is they both like Breakfast at Tiffany’s”

                The girl started singing, “Yes, I think I remember the film, yes I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it.  And I said, well that’s the one thing we got!”

                Larry grinned, this ice breaker was going well, “I’m Larry”

                “Marissa”

                They shook hands and Larry sat on the sand.  He saw what she was drinking and stated, “Presidente? Are you Dominican?”

                “I am”

                “I love Presidente but it’s better in DR than it is here.”

                Marissa’s eyes widened and they were big to begin with.  She replied, “I couldn’t agree more but, hey, that’s all I can get here.”

                “Yea, so I take it the umbrella and the big hat isn’t just for Diva purposes but you don’t want to get too dark.”

                “You seem to know a little bit about Dominicans”

                “I have a lot of Dominican friends.  Well, actually, I had two close Dominican friends and they introduced me to all their cousins and siblings and now I have a shitload I associate with but it’s only two families.”

                Marissa laughed, “That will happen with us.  I have 30 first cousins.”

                “There you go”

                “Alright, so now that you proved you know my country, you’re going to have to do a little more to hold my interest.  A lot of people go to Punta Cana and have been to DR”
                “You don’t learn anything about Dominican culture in the resorts.  I’ve been to Sousa”

                “Oh you’re dangerous, I used to go there as a kid all the time.  We’re from Santiago so we had to drive like an hour to get there.”

                “Well, I’m going to use up my brownie points by telling you that I am very anti what the intelligence community did to entrap and try to take down the president under false pretenses.”

                “You definitely used them up.  Is there any proof of this?”

                “Tons.  You have the text messages between FBI lawyer Lisa Page and lead FBI investigator Peter Strzok admitting it.  You have all these people who warned the FBI that Steele, the author of the dossier that they used to spy on President Trump, was full of shit.  Just today, the government is looking for a letter from the British embassy to the Obama campaign during the transition period saying to beware of Christopher Steele because his information was bullshit.  Between that and Kathleen Kavalec of the state department warning them, there’s no way they didn’t know the dossier was fake.”
                “Everything they did wasn’t just based on the dossier”

                “That’s not what Deputy Director of the FBI Andrew McCabe said.  He said there would have been no FISA without the dossier.”

                “Well, the ends justifies the means.  Trump needed to be stopped.  Besides, the investigation started because of George Papadopoulos talking with the Maltese professor Joseph Mifsud about Hillary’s e-mails.”

                “Both Papadopoulos and Mifsud deny it was about e-mails.  I heard the story.  Then Australian diplomat Alexander Downer got Papadopoulos to repeat to him what Mifsud said.  Downer changed his story multiple times and even though Malta is right off the coast of Italy, we are to believe that Mifsud was a Russian agent.”
                “There are Russian agents all over the world.”

                “I agree but Italian media seems to believe that Mifsud is a western asset.  He also has been seen with many high ranking officials in England and has visited the United States several times.  If he did turn out to be a Russian agent, there would be a lot more damage control given people he’s photographed with.  Actually, that’s another thing; spies don’t like getting their picture taken.”

                “So, you doubt that Mifsud is a Russian agent?”

                “Yes, and it’s popping up again in a strange place”

                “Where?”

                “See, President Trump wasn’t the first people that Obama and Hillary’ mob, I mean, DOJ, CIA and FBI targeted.  They did this against all their political opponents including General Mike Flynn.  Flynn was a high ranking member in the Department of Defense and was very critical of the Iran deal so Obama fired him.  They charged Flynn for a process crime of not registering under the proper FARA requirement.  They then threatened his family in order to force him to plead guilty.  He did.  Now, they’re trying to overturn the plea and his lawyer, Sidney Powell, is constantly petitioning the government for Brady material.”

                “What’s Brady material?”

                “Exculpatory evidence or evidence he’s innocent.”

                “They have it?”

                “Yes they do”

                “Then they’re required by law to hand it over.”

                “That’s Powell’s point but they are claiming it’s classified so they don’t have to reveal it.  Makes you a little suspicious.”

                “Extremely, considering the Attorney General now has the power to declassify anything he wants.”

                “Quite right, so Powell made a list of what specifically she wanted.  One of the things she wanted is all information about Mifsud’s presence at a dinner in December 2015 in Moscow with Mike Flynn”

                 “Well, it was in Moscow.”

                “Yes, but if we knew in 2015 he was a Russian asset, why didn’t anyone warn him.  He was a high ranking member in the department of justice.  Why did nobody care when Flynn was talking to Mifsud but deeply cared when Papadopoulos was?”

                “Maybe it’s one more thing they have on Flynn”

                “If that were true, why does Flynn’s lawyer want the information so bad?”

                “That’s a good question”

                There was a pause and Larry looked Marissa up and down and decided he wanted her.  He decided to go for the kill.  He commented, “I really do like that hat but to complete it, you need that diamond pearl necklace that Hepburn wore.”

                Marissa smiled sarcastically and eyed him, “Yea, but that’s a little outside my price range.”

                “Would you want it if you could do something to earn it?”

                Marissa stopped smiling and looked at Larry in a different light.  He seemed dead serious as he wasn’t smiling.  She posed, “Not sure what you’re getting at.”

                “I have the means to get you that necklace.  If you fuck me, I will get it for you.”

                Marissa laughed nervously but Larry was still staring at her.  She got serious and asked, “Are you serious?”

                “Dead serious.  There are caveats though”

                “I knew it was too good to be true.”

                “We need to go to a doctor and get tested for STD’s.  You also have to get an IUD installed.”

                “Is that it?”

                “I’m glad that’s your reaction.  For the most part, that’s it but if you deny access to your body or claim that it hurts and want to stop then I’m not going to carry my end.  I didn’t say ‘sleep with’ or ‘make love’ you have to fuck me.”

                “I guess you weren’t paying attention in DR.  We Dominicans know how to fuck.  There’s something in the air that teaches us.  If you get me that necklace, I’ll rock your fucking world.”

                “Well then give me your number and let me know when you’re free to go to the doctor”

                “Today works”

                “Perfect”

                Marissa and Larry waited until 6:00 and then left the beach.  Larry gave her a ride to the hospital as he had already called in using his connections to get an appointment for them.  They went through the testing for STD’s and Marissa had an IUD inserted.  As some of the tests take a couple days to get the results, Larry offered to drive Marissa back to the city and she agreed.  While driving back, Marissa remarked, “So if you’re a Trump supporter, you must like what happened with the Supreme Court”

                “How Federal Judge Tegar was struck down for that little national injunction stunt he tried to pull?”

                “Well, the 9^th circuit told him he could only do the jurisdiction of his court and not national”

                “And he defied them so the Supreme Court made a ruling against him”

                “Yea, I guess it was to show him up.”

                “It’s ridiculous when judges try to legislate from the bench.  They really think that individual judges are more powerful than the President of the United States.  The judicial branch as a whole checks the executive not one federal judge.”

                “Yea, the national injunction never made much sense to me.”

                “They weren’t even a thing before Trump.  They’re just making up rules for him”

                “Well, he is polarizing”

                “Doesn’t mean you throw out the rule of law.”

                “Yea, I agree, but what about the order itself”

                “It’s logical.  If you’re applying for asylum, it should be in the first country you go to.  Think about it, if you’re fleeing a country because of persecution and now you’re in a different country, you achieved your goal.  Why can you make the same claim for a third country when you’ve already escaped?’

                “People want to come to America not Mexico”

                “So then go through the legal pathway to become a citizen in America.  There are ways to do that.  You can’t claim asylum to jump the line.”

                “Well, my parents came here legally and it was a painful process.  So yea, I guess I’m not in favor of people that aren’t willing to put in the work.”

                “There you go.  My grandparents did the same thing from Greece but they did it legally.  The biggest opponents of illegal immigration is legal immigrants because they don’t think it’s fair that they had to jump through hoops when the illegals don’t”

                “Yea, I’m pretty sure I have some family members that would agree.  Yet, some of them are here illegally so they wouldn’t”

                “My opinion still stands”

                “I’d expect nothing less.”

                Larry dropped Marissa off at her apartment and then gave her the address to his.  A few days later, the results were in and both Larry and Marisa were clean.  Larry called Marissa and inquired, “Are you still willing to make the deal?”

                “I am but I have a request”

                “Okay”

                “I want to do it at a hotel not at your place”

                “Interesting, I would think you wouldn’t want to because it makes you seem more dirty”

                “I have no illusions that this isn’t exactly what it is.  It’s dirty so we’re not going to cover it up.”

                “Or, you just don’t trust me and you know that there are cameras and people in a hotel.  Harder for me to harm you and get away with it.”

                This is exactly what Marissa was thinking but having it told to her was unnerving.  She hid it well though and responded, “Is that a problem?”

                “Not at all.  I’ll book a room at the Waldorf Astoria.”

                “Yea, that would work” Marissa swallowed hard before she said it. 

This wasn’t going to be some cheap sleazy motel for a one night stand.  Then again, if this guy can afford the Breakfast at Tiffany’s necklace, then a room at a nice hotel was pocket change.  Night came and Marissa showed up at the Waldorf.  Larry had texted her the room number when he checked in and Marissa knocked on the door.  Larry opened it in his boxers and Marissa walked in.  “What if I was the cleaning lady?”

“Then I would have told her that the ‘do not disturb’ sign was on the door and she shouldn’t have knocked”

“Touche”

Marissa tightened up as the reality of what she was about to do settled in.  She told herself over the last couple of days that she had one night stands she regretted and even done things with guys because she felt she owed them but now that she was in the room, she felt a little awkward about it.  Larry opened a case and revealed the pearl diamond necklace identical to the one Audrey Hepburn wore in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.  Marissa stared at it sparkling and gasped.  She didn’t want to hold it until it was hers.  She couldn’t believe she was about to say what she was but she had to.  She posed, “Do you mind if we talk first?  I lied on the phone, I do want to hide what this really is a little bit.”
                Larry shrugged his shoulders and carefully placed the necklace back in the case.  He uttered, “What do you want to talk about?”

                “Do you think President Trump is racist?”

                “No, and if he is he sucks at it given the record low unemployment for Hispanics and the 50 year low unemployment for blacks”

                “Why don’t you think blacks vote for Republicans?”

                “Because Republicans let liberals tell black people what Republicans stand for.”

                “I’m not sure I follow.”

                “If you poll black people about what their issues are, they almost always align with Republicans.  They are deeply religious and they are pro-business.  Polling data shows that they are center as the Democrat party sprints to the left.”

                “I’m not sure if that’s true.”

                “Public Opinion Research has found that twice as many white liberals consider themselves far left than blacks.  To take the other side, twice as many blacks consider themselves center or Republicans than white Democrats do.”

                “Why would white democrats consider themselves Republican”

                “Same reason why a higher percentage of registered Democrats vote for Republicans than members of the New York Times in every election”

                “What do you think if the word got out then?”

                “It already is with Candace Owens and the Blexit movement.  She goes around the country exposing how it has always been the Democrats that oppressed black people and they are continuing to keep them down.”

                “That would be devastating to the Democrats if it works”

                “Why do you think they want open borders?  They need to replace black people.  Right not 25% of the Democratic base are blacks.  If blexit takes even a couple percent of the blacks, it would be a big hit to Democrats”

                “Why do you think Democrats still try to keep blacks down?”

                “Well a barrio is just a modern day plantation.  They constantly tell blacks that it’s not their fault that they can’t succeed in school, slavery made them dumb.  It’s always the white man’s fault.  They constantly tell black people that they just can’t compete with white people in school so they lower the standards for them.  Most black people are like ‘nice, I don’t have to do as well to get through school’ but all it really did was destine them to fail once they leave academia.  Their failure makes them malleable so the Democrats, who cause the problem to begin with, can be like ‘don’t worry, we’ll take care of you just vote for us.”

                “That seems a little farfetched”

                “Look at what just happened at American University in DC.  They brought in a professor from the University of Washington in Tacoma named Asao Inoue to coach the faculty about how to grade students.  He claims that good grammar is racist and perpetuated white language supremacy.”

                “Blacks do speak ebonics”

                “Are you saying they’re incapable of learning to speak and write properly?”

                “Well, no but I mean, it’s harder when your parents don’t speak English”

                “Most blacks have been here for generations. “

                “Well, he said white people”

                “Asians have no problem with English grammar rules”

                “Well yea that’s different.”

                “How? Asian languages are more different than English than Spanish is.”

                “That’s true.  I don’t know”

                “I do, this is a war against objectivity.  That’s why they go against genders and anything with established rules.  They hate objective truth.”

                “I’ll have to think about that.  In the meantime, I’m ready now”

                Marissa walked to the center of the room and stripped herself of her clothes.  Larry removed his boxers and met her there. 

                She shoved Larry on to a chair and straddled him squatting down to insert Larry into her.  Larry wrapped his arms around her and pulled her towards him.  Marissa grinded her large breasts against Larry’s face as Larry sucked on them.  She pulled his head back and made out with him vigorously as she shook her hips moving Larry’s penis inside of her.  She squatted down again always keeping her legs on the ground.  They alternated thrusting their pelvis towards one another until Marissa brought her right leg around his leg and crawled onto the bed with her butt facing Larry on all fours.  Larry got up and Marissa turned her head to lock eyes with him giving him a seductive look.  Larry jammed his penis into her from behind and cupped her breasts squeezing hard with every thrust.  Marissa moaned in pleasure and screamed out, “Fuck me harder” repeatedly.

            Larry collapsed Marissa’s leg out and straddled her right leg.  He said, “Man, I love these Dominican asses” as he slapped his hands against her butt cheeks. 

He leaned down and licked her right butt cheek.  Marissa slowly glided her right leg back and forth under Larry keeping his erection going.  Larry poured tequila into a shot glass and balanced the glass in Marissa’s butt using her cheeks to clasp it.  He grabbed salt and dripped it over the moistened area.  He opened his mouth into an “O” and placed it on the bottom part of the moistened area.  He sucked in as his tongue gathered any salt that the mouth failed to suck up and moved it up the salt line.  His jaws clenched over the shot glass and he angled his neck back releasing the tequila into his throat.  He grabbed a lemon slice and bit into it.  He switched his groin to her left leg and trapped it in the same matter and provided equal treatment to the left butt cheek with a new shot of tequila.  Larry stood up at the foot of the bed and grabbed Marissa’s calves.  He crossed her legs and whipped them around turning Marissa onto her back.  He jerked Marissa’s legs towards him wrapping them around her waist and reinserting himself into her.  He undercut her arms and hoisted her up.  He drove her towards the wall as Marissa wrapped her limbs around him.  Larry slammed her into wall with his hands on her butt and his mouth exploring her breasts neck and lips as he continually pinned her against the wall with his groin.  Marissa moaned louder and louder.

            Larry backed up and sat on the bed and Marissa took the hint and threw her upper body at Larry laying him on his back.  She grinded her hips and legs up and down riding Larry hard as his hands kept a firm grasp on her butt.  Marissa slapped her breasts against Larry’s face and lowered her body so her lips could take their place as she aggressively maneuvered her body against his.  After a little bit, she slid her body down breaking Larry’s grip on her butt.  She kissed down his chest and stomach until her mouth was even with his groin.  She placed his penis in her mouth bobbing her head up and down quickly and intensely using her tongue to envelope his penis.  Larry reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair and guided her head up and down.  He said, “That’s right, suck it now because later I’m going to shove it in your ass”

            This made Marissa quicken the pace.  After a little bit, Larry stopped guiding her head and just held on to her hair as she lifted her head to its peak not letting her go back down.  He slid his penis out of her mouth and then brought her head to the bed bending her over it.  He positioned himself behind her and lunged his penis into her vagina from behind.  He straightened her legs back and wrapped them around his waist and hoisted Marissa up so she faced outward.  Marissa reached her hands back and grabbed the back of Larry’s head as he bounced her.  Marissa moved her body up and down to stimulate different areas of her birth canal with Larry’s penis.  Larry’s hands explored her breasts, mouth and clitoris and Marissa screamed out in orgasm.  Larry dropped her on the bed and grabbed the lubrication.  He lathered up Marissa’s anus and then crawled over her hovering his groin above her.  He slammed his penis down into Marissa’s anus and rectum forcefully driving it in repeatedly.  Marissa felt Larry’s pace slow and she said, “Pull out.”

            Larry did and Marissa turned around and jumped towards Larry wrapping her legs and arms around him and shoving him deep inside her.  She let go of her arms and leaned back shaking her hips as Larry’s hands explored her breasts.  Even after Larry finished, Marissa didn’t stop grinding her hips against him enjoying Larry struggle.  She grabbed his hands and squeezed them over her breasts and sucked on his fingers watching Larry squirm.  She said, “Come on master, fuck me harder” Larry struggled as his body was screaming at him to stop so it could recover. Marissa said, “Man, you can’t even handle me’

            Larry dropped his arms to her legs and Marissa sat up and grabbed the back of Larry’s head shoving his face into her breasts.  She rolled off him and Larry lied on his back panting. 

                Marissa lied next to him and stated, “What are your thoughts about AOC?”

                “Dumbest congressman of all time”

                “You really don’t have a problem talking against Latino’s with me”

                “I think this is first time I did”

                “No, you attacked illegal immigrants and pointed out Spanish is more similar to English than Asian languages.”

                “The second one is a fact and the first one is you assume I meant Latinos but illegal immigrants come from all countries.  I’m not responsible for your bias.”

                Marissa contemplated this and shook her head at the technicality.  “Well fine but AOC is Hispanic”

                “She’s Puerto Rican.  Puerto Ricans and Dominicans hate each other.  Why would I be nervous to say that around you?”

                “I didn’t know you knew that.  Fine, you think AOC is dumb”

                “Yea, I loved when Tom Homan, former director of ICE, scolded her during a hearing that he had never seen anyone hate law enforcement as much as she.  Abolishing ICE was so asinine when she’s a congressman and she could just legislate rather than abolish.”

                “Well, she showed him by telling him his time was up and then banging the gavel”

                “Yea, after the person next to her had to point to the gavel to let her know she could use it.”

                Marissa pulled it up on her phone and saw what he said.  Her shoulders dropped, “Fine, what about Beto O’Rourke”

                “Ryan O’Rourke is an Irishman.  Why you Hispanics don’t think that gringo pretending to be Hispanic isn’t cultural appropriation, I don’t know.  He is the personification of what the left does.  They know their issues can’t win in national elections so then they go to the courts.  Now that Trump has nominated 150 judges, he can’t go to the courts so they attack corporations”

                “Example?”

                He wants credit card companies to ban using credit cards to buy ‘weapons of war,’ which Beto certainly means all guns despite what he says.”

                There was a brief pause and Larry sat up recovering his energy from the encounter.  He went back to the case and took out the necklace.  Marissa smiled widely and turned her back to him as she got up.  Larry placed the necklace around her neck and clasped it in the back.  Marissa touched it and beamed as her face revealed the shock that it was happening. She went to the mirror and looked at her reflection.  She had brought the hat and she put it on.  Her thoughts were interrupted when Larry asked to take a picture.  Marissa blurted out, “You’re not going to post them on the internet right?”

                “No”

                Marissa decided she’d trust him. She posed for pictures with the necklace and hat and nothing else.  She inquired, “So, that’s it”

                “Yea, that’s it.  You earned the necklace”

                “Are you going to call me sometime?”

                “No”

                “Am I ever going to see you again?”

                “I don’t anticipate it but maybe.  I’m in New York a lot.”

                “So this is good bye”

                “It is”

                Marissa gave him a big hug and kissed him on the neck, “Thank you for the necklace”

                “Thank you for going all out to earn it.”

                “That was me holding back.  There’s more where it came from.”

                “I’ll never know”

                “Can I stay here?”

                “Sure”

                They went to bed and Marissa pulled Larry’s arm over her as she snuggled into him.  Larry didn’t mind even though he knew Marissa was trying to hook him.  They fell asleep cuddling and in the morning Larry got up first, showered and got dressed.  He woke Marissa up and said good bye.  This time, Marissa didn’t protest.  While Marissa was showering, Larry left.  When she got out, she first checked the case to make sure the necklace was still there.  It was and she smiled.  She left the hotel knowing she’d never see Larry again and that her hunt continued.