Ava tries to warn the GDF.

Ava opened her unlocked room door and quickly jumped in. She took a deep breath, processing everything that has happened to her so far in the past 24 hours. She definitely had been through worse, but every so often she needed to take a deep breath and refocus. Ava shook her head as her red stands twirled in around her. She then looked up and began to scan the room.

Please tell me my phone or watch came with me, the agent thought to herself. Ava began searching every inch of her room. She could at least try and send a message with either, but so far none of her personal belongings could be found. She couldn't even find the clothes she walked into the underground hideout anywhere.

"Fuck it," conceded Ava. She came to the realization that Le Couteau must have gotten rid of her things. Whether it was standard practice or because she now had the rank of "whore," it didn't really matter now. She tossed her golden robe on the foot of her bed as she walked into the shower. It wasn't much, a simple shower head, drain, and transparent glass walls to seemingly allow anyone watching to get a full show.

Ava let the warm water run over her body as she grabbed the soap. She made sure to wash every inch of her, especially where the colonel's load began to dry over on her body. If she wasn't going to warn the GDF at the moment, she might as well be clean. Ava found a white towel near the sink and began to dry off. Just as she wrapped the towel around her torso, the front door open.

"Well there she is," Evangeline announced with a devilish smile. Ava didn't know how to greet the Madam, so she simply sat on the bed with her head down. The tall slender woman walked over and sat down next to her, tablet in hand. "I wanted to show you your first Le Couteau review first hand." The fuck, what do they rate whores with, Yelp? thought Ava behind a fake smile.

The older blonde woman passed the tablet over. Ava reviewed the screen carefully, a 3D image of her naked body spun in the corner as her measurements and "experience" were included as well. Her eyes made their way to the bottom of the screen to where it said "Ratings."

"You must have made quite the impression on Colonel Roberts," whispered the Madam, "he has never given a such a high review the first time around. I'm quite impressed."

"Thank you Madam," Ava replied, thinking she always knew she was a good lay. Evangeline picked up a few strands of Ava's damp hair and brought them to her nose, slowly inhaling the aroma of soap and shampoo used only minutes before.

"In fact, I believe you're ready to be shipped out for your first deployment," the Madam stated as she slowly let Ava's hair fall through her fingers. "While you will be out of harms way, there is a certain amount of danger being out there with our operatives in the field. But it seems you can take care of yourself...in more ways than one," Evangeline further explained.

"When do I leave?" Ava asked, thinking this may give her an opportunity to warn the GDF.

"I arranged for you to get on the last transport out, which gives you a few hours to get ready," answered the Madam, standing from the bed and leaning against the desk. "Now you must know I hate to see you, those tits, and that tongue go. But if you do well on this assignment and make it back in once piece, we can see about some better living quarters." Evangeline walked back to Ava and placed a finger under herpale chin. "Plus I definitely want to see what you taste like when you get back," she whispered, before planting a good bye kiss on Ava's lips.

As the Madam stood up and began to walk out Ava had one more question.