Rise and shine.

Ava was the first to wake up. She carefully crawled out of bed, stealthily avoiding waking her two partners. After the quick walk of shame back to her room Ava got in the shower and cleaned up. She began to mentally kick her self for being so weak. Sleeping with the target? This could definitely cloud her judgement. But she couldn't deny how much she loved getting fucked by Andre and Dana. Maybe she could balance it, but she'd have to remember the reason she's here and the mission takes priority.

After getting dressed, Ava walked into the common area. Charles, Dean, and Dana were at a table reviewing what appeared to be blue prints of the hotel. They had already reached out to one of the networks who will be sending over a crew of one camera man and one interviewer. Surprisingly it wasn't one of the major networks that had the most to offer. While Ava had heard of the female tv personality, she didn't know they had that much capital to give to Andre. She wondered what else was promised.

"The crew should be here in about an hour," announced Dana,"Dean will guard the elevator while Charles will stay close to Andre."

"So I'll be where exactly?" asked Ava,"Guard the ground floor? Roof?"

Dean and Charles looked away as Dana cleared her throat. "Well Agent Hope, you'll be with me...assisting Andre," explained Dana.

"Assisting?" questioned Ava.

"Yes. See in order for Andre to agree to having the interview here, I may have said we could stand behind him while he was speaking," responded Dana, sounding like she was apologizing to her. "I left your outfit on your bed. And Andre agreed with me that we should cover our faces, so there are also sunglasses and a bandana for your face."

Ava walked back into her bedroom. She started cursing under her breath as she found the black sunglasses, a neon green bandana, and a neon green and black bikini. Ava shouldn't have been surprised, Andre did like to make the most of his appearance. What better way to do so with two gorgeous women behind him showing off some skin. She went into the bathroom and changed into the bikini. The thin black straps felt comfortable around her pale skin while the neon green cups did make her tits look great. Ava was thankful for that at least. Well that and not having to be naked.

"Well my, my, my. Don't you look fucking amazing," complimented Andre who appeared in the bathroom doorway. He slowly made his way into the room and stopped an inch behind her. "I was wondering if you could help me with my pre-speech ritual," he whispered into her ear. His left hand moved a few strands of Ava's red hair to the side while his other hand rested on her hip. She could see his smirk in the mirror as she looked into her reflection.

She was quickly reminded of the mental conversation she had just had only a few hours before. Yes she had slept with him last night, but this is getting out of hand. She needed to be focused and not keep mixing business with pleasure before the lines get too blurry. But she also started thinking about last night, remembering how great of a fuck his is. Her nipples began to harden as she ever slightly began to get a little wet. She had to make a call.