A Trip to the Airport

 


Marc Tanaka getting ready to take his limo to the airport... on a world tour promoting his new international clubs... taking you with him as bodyguard... and arm candy... "We'll be taking my private plane... I got a few people to look the other way and loaded it with weapons... so we're safe in the air... all I have to do is get to the airstrip and we can relax... and nobody's going to try anything on the drive... surely..."

DragonDoll takes his arm as he leads her to his limo... her long dark ponytail twitching as her eyes of fire search their surroundings... but the street in front of the DDSTV Tower looking normal... "You never know..." cupping the red silk of her dress as she slides into the backseat...

Marc sliding in beside you... and wrapping an arm around you... his hands wandering... lips finding yours in a long, deep kiss... even as the limo peels out... onto the freeway... a pair of headlights following behind...

DragonDoll kisses back... crawling into Marc's lap... rubbing against him... looking over his shoulder... soon becoming distracted as one particular set of headlights maintains a set distance... "I tink we followed..."

Marc bites your neck... hands roaming over you as you squirm in his lap... pushing you back roughly onto the seat for a passionate kiss... which undoubtedly saves his life... and possibly yours... as a bullet hole appears in the back window... the slug flying through the space where your heads were... and out through the windscreen... the driver swerving...

DragonDoll pushes Marc to the floorboards... lying against him as she exclaims... "Stay down!" then rising up to peek out the back... "Serpentine, driver..." her eyes burning as she looks out the back... the red silk of her dress parting along a muscular thigh... as her hand retrieves a throwing knife... "Open sunroof!"

The driver opening up the sunroof... as the car behind accelerates towards the limo... the enemy driver putting the pedal to the metal... as his accomplice leans out of the window... armed with a sniper rifle... looking down the scope at you...

DragonDoll ducks down and rips off her dress... tossing it upwards... red silk flapping in the dim light of dusk as the wind catches it... grinning as a bullet rips through it... "Swerve left... then straight..." Popping up as the car comes out of the swerve... letting the knife in her fingers fly at the gunman hanging out the passenger side... before the pursuing car can turn back...

The gunman desperately trying to reload... even as the knife arcs towards his throat... striking home... the body toppling out of the window onto the roadway... as the driver of the other car speeds up... attempting to ram the limo... not allowing himself to be distracted by the vision in red silk bra and panties...

DragonDoll holding on tightly as the car lurches from an impact from behind... "Just keep us on road, please..." reaching down to her thigh belt and withdrawing another knife... throwing it at the driver... bouncing harmlessly off the windshield... "Fuck! Bulletproof! Stay down, Marc!" kicking off her heels at him and crawling out the window on top of the car...

The high heels bonking Marc on the head as he stays down... while you car-surf... the driver of the other car accelerating again... trying to ram the limo... harder... as both cars accelerate down the freeway... dodging traffic...

DragonDoll crawls to the top of the trunk... eyes narrowed at the driver of the other car as he aims his car straight at the back bumper of the limo... waiting until just before impact to leap... landing on the hood of the following car almost at the instant of impact... flailing as she tumbles up the window... grabbing at the chrome frame as she tumbles to the roof...

The car swerving this way and that... attempting to shake you off... driving towards the limo again... crashing into the back bumper... then trying to pull up alongside...

DragonDoll rolls around on top of the car as it swerves... losing her grip and nearly tumbling over the side... a flash of dragon running down her arm... and a clawed hand gripping into the metal... pulling her back on top... where she raises a fist and drives it down through the roof with the power of the dragon...

The man swerving... even as you grab at him... attempting to take the car off the edge of the freeway... and you with it... driving full-pelt towards the crash barrier...

DragonDoll sees the concrete barrier looming... 300 feet... not much time... she growls and rips up half the roof... 200 feet... she grabs the man by his head and throws him to the passenger side... 100 feet... then leaps into the driver's seat to swerve the car... too late... the car accordions into concrete... rear tires coming eight feet off the road... before falling back slowly with a metallic groan...

The driver hurtling out of his seat and into the bulletproof window... smashing his face... leaving him bloodied and battered... and unconscious... only your dragon stopping you from sharing the same fate... leaving you pinned against the wheel... as the limo pulls up alongside... and Marc desperately yanks the door open... trying to pull you out...

DragonDoll shakes her head as she looks at Marc through the broken glass... "Good ting Toyota have driver-side airbag... boobies feel flat..." grinning at Marc... "Stand back..." green scales flashing across her flexing shoulder as she forces the door open... "Does jet have shower?"

He nods... "Yep... and champagne... I think after that we should share both..." Escorting you to the limo... as it drives the rest of the way to the airfield... no further assassination attempts before your board the plane... and sink into the lap of luxury for the flight to Japan...

(May 2008)