A surprising assignment.

You enter the office with a cup of coffee and a foul mood. You've been up late, not being able to sleep out of annoyance that you let Veronica get into your head. When sleep finally overtook you, you were having dreams of the evening before. You dreamt of Veronica; of the way her breasts had looked, of the way her body had moved, of the way she effortlessly knew how to get everybody's attention in that crazy, sex-filled motel room. But for some reason you especially dreamt of your goodbye.

In your dream you relived how her hand felt on your thigh and how her hair smelled when she hugged you. The hug didn't seem to end. The hug turned into a kiss, the interior of the car turned back into the motel room, and before you knew it the both of you were naked, making out and exploring each other's bodies. Then you woke up. It was five a.m. and you found your hand down your panties, which were moist from your own juices. After that you couldn't get to sleep anymore, so you decided to try to wash the frustration away under the shower.

When you get into work you're send straight to the chief's office. There you see that he has already taken on a new secretary. She's a young, blonde girl wearing a short skirt and a shirt showing a cleavage you could drown in. Where Veronica's outfits always were sexy but professional, this girl just looks like she stepped out of a porno set in an office. All in all she seems to be just the chief's type.

You open the door and see that you are the last to arrive. You quickly greet the chief and Bobby, but feel your face blush bright red when Veronica hugs you. Flashes of last night's dreams go through your mind, so you quickly and awkwardly sit down on a chair.

"Good morning, Agents," the chief says, starting the meeting. "Agent Bartek, you almost botched up what was to be an easy hand-off mission. Be thankful that your colleagues where there to save your ass." You're glad that for once you weren't the one being chewed out, although Bobby doesn't look to worried.

"Veronica, agent Beasley, you did excellent work last night," the chief continues. "In fact, Veronica, I was so impressed with your performance that if you manage an equal success in your next mission, I'll make you a full-on agent." You are surprised. Usually it takes at least a year of grueling training. You're annoyed when you imagine what Veronica might have done to speed up the process. You soon find your annoyance makes way for different feelings when you actually start to imagine what she might have done. You shake your head trying to get the smutty images out of your mind, cursing your sleep deprived mind for taking you there immediately.

"Now then, thanks to the information you uncovered we know the exact location of the device Mengucci has been building. It's in the basement of one of his nightclubs, hooked up to a nearby radio tower. The bad news is that we have less time than we thought, as construction is apparently already finished. Mengucci is planning to use the device, amplified by the radio tower, to send an orgasmatron blast covering the entire country. This will have devastating consequences, as millions of drivers swerve off the road, thousands of surgeons will slip their knives, and countless of mothers will drop their babies because of an unexpected, sudden orgasm. Mengucci is then planning to hold the government hostage, threatening to release a second blast unless he's paid inordinate amounts of money."

"He is planning to do this tomorrow at noon. This means we'll spring into action tonight. The three of you will infiltrate the building under the cover of darkness. You will disable the device using the blueprints you retrieved from the lab earlier, so Mengucci cannot fire the device off sooner once he gets wind of what is about to happen. Once you've done that, you'll send word to the outside. We'll have SWAT teams at the ready to do a raid and take the scum in."

"Unfortunately, I've been made aware that there might be some jealousy issues." The chief looks at you poignantly. You're about to protest, as you've done to yourself so many times already, that you are not jealous, but the chief cuts you off. "Now then, I hope I don't have to tell you how dangerous this mission is going to be. We can't have some pettiness endangering the operation. Therefor I have decided that you, Beasley and Veronica, are going to spend the day together at the health resort at the local hot springs. There you will resolve any issues between the both of you, while Bartek and myself will be working on the details for tonight. You can see it as an emergency team building exercise. You will leave immediately. There is a car waiting for you downstairs."

"But I don't have my bathing suit with me," you start to protest. You'd much rather be working on the plan for tonight than to spend the day confronting your confusing feelings for Veronica. It's the only excuse you can think of right now.

"Don't worry about that," the chief answers matter-of-factly, "it's a nude resort."

Your jaw drops, as you turn to look at Veronica. The redhead is beaming and smiling. "This is going to be so much fun," she says.