THE SEX SHIFTERS Page 2

  Tavish didn’t much care for the way Rake Diamond was ogling him. He’d come across these guys before. They had a right to live…but somewhere far away from him. “Mr. Diamond,” he said, not bothering to shake his hand. “I’d like it if you could show us where we bunk, and then give us a run down so that we can get started right away.”

  “Well, he gets right to business, doesn’t he boys?” Diamond said, glancing at the two big muscle men standing to his right.

  They both nodded, glancing up in surprise to see the tall, athletic figure of Cassandra Burke suddenly appear on the landing.

  “I’m Cassandra Burke,” she said, walking over to shake Rake Diamonds hand.

  He smiled at her. “Ms. Burke.”

  “Well, come this way. I hope you boys don’t mind sharing. We are booked solid,” Diamond said, motioning for Tavish and Sam to follow him. “We’ll find something for you as well, Ms. Burke.”

  “Cassandra will do, and thank you,” she said.

  “You could sleep with me,” Tavish bumped up against her, and whispered in her ear.

  “I’d rather peel my skin off my bones,” she replied without expression.

  Tavish shrugged and returned his attention to Rake Diamond. “You say you’re all booked, but I thought you were losing clients?”

  “We’re losing rich clients,” he corrected, moving quickly through a corridor which led to the back door of one of the resorts. “I have many ordinary clients, the ones who make use of basic services, but full service clients are few and far between. They’re afraid to come here.”

  They stopped at a gold elevator. It said, “Basic.”

  “What’s this?” Sam asked.

  “It’s the wing where basic services are provided,” Cassandra responded.

  “I’ve saved a room for you boys, and I’ll find one for Cassandra.” Diamond grinned. “You do your homework, Cassandra. I like that.”

  “Why the basic?” Sam complained.

  “You didn’t think you were going to get the luxury, full service room, did you?” Diamond was horrified.

  “I don’t even know what in hell that is,” Tavish remarked, stepping onto the elevator along with Sam, Cassandra and the two muscle boys.

  The two muscle boys pressed close to Tavish on the way up. Diamond noticed that Tavish shifted his shoulders to force them to back off some. He wanted to laugh. Uptight was not the word. It was too bad, because he had all the right equipment. Some people were their own worse enemies when it came to opening themselves up to pleasure. The young woman kept her eyes straight ahead. “Where you from originally, Lerue?”

  “GenderX,” Tavish replied.

  “Ah…that explains it,” Diamond nodded.

  They stepped off the elevator.

  “What’s that supposed to mean?” Tavish snapped.

  Sam placed a hand on Tavish’s forearm.

  Diamond eyed him. “I know the history and the culture. The citizens there underwent severe gender re-identification after the uprising. That would have taken place a generation or two before you were born.”

  “Yes,” Cassandra commented dryly, “and Lerue got zapped twice with testosterone.”

  Tavish tossed her a dirty look. “Now if we’re through with the history lesson, maybe Mr. Diamond can show us to the rooms.”

  Diamond glanced at the two guards. “You can go now, sweethearts. I will be alright.”

  Tavish raised an eyebrow at the word sweetheart. “Those are your security men?”

  “Yes.”

  “No wonder you have sex shifters floating around, if indeed they are sex shifters,” Tavish remarked.

  “Believe me, they are sex shifters,” Diamond confirmed, stopping now in front of one of the doors. “Password is glory hole.”

  Cassandra started to laugh. “Oh that’s perfect for him.”

  “Glory hole?” Tavish muttered.

  Sam started to laugh now too.

  “Can’t it be something else?”

  “Oh come Lerue,” Cassandra baited, “they are only words.”

  Tavish ignored her.

  “They are pre-coded into the system,” Diamond said. “Sorry. I’ll let you get comfortable, then you can come to the end of the hall. One of my offices is there. I’ll have some refreshments brought up, and we’ll talk. Come along Cassandra, I will find you a nice little room.”

  Sam watched them walk away. He turned to Tavish, and smirked, “Okay, Tav,” he said, “say it. Get us in there baby.”

  Tavish groaned, and muttered the password.

  * * * *

  “So, what do we get for basic?” Sam asked, throwing himself on one of the double beds in the rooms.

  “We don’t get anything. We’re working, remember,” Tavish said, putting down his bag.

  “I’ve always been curious about this place, always wanted to come here. I’m told it’s just one big orgy.”

  “There’s a brochure,” Tavish said absently, putting some clothes in the empty drawer of a bureau, “knock yourself out.”

  Sam picked up one of the glossy pamphlets and started to thumb through it. “Holy shit. Wow, it’s a smorgasbord of sex. You can get anything here. In the luxury rooms, there is around the clock room service and the server is naked. You can have big tits, small tits, men, women, both if you…”

  “I get the picture,” Tavish said. “Now, get into civilian clothes. I don’t want to call too much attention to ourselves, okay?”

  Sam put down the brochure. “Okay, but Tav…I hate to tell you this buddy, you get attention wherever we go.”

  Tavish didn’t comment.

  “It will be fun to play private Dick here though …and we get to watch…”

  “Yeah, well just keep it in your pants,” Tavish said, coming out dressed in black dress pants and a dark olive shirt.

  “Well, I better go change. You look dishy. Wait until Mr. Diamond sees you.”

  “Sam,” Tavish threatened.

  Sam laughed, and began pocking in his suitcase. “Relax Tav. Haven’t you ever wondered what it would be like to do it with a man?”

  “No, and if you do wonder about that stuff, that’s cool, but you’re not sleeping in this room tonight with me.”

  Sam laughed out loud.

  Ten minutes later, they sat opposite Rake Diamond and a table of food. Cassandra had already arrived. She was still dressed in her maroon coloured uniform and was sipping tea out of a delicate porcelain cup.

  “Looks like you were expecting the army,” Tavish commented, placing some cold meat and cheese on his plate.

  “Don’t want to starve you, Lerue. You’re a big boy, in more ways than one.”

  “Isn’t he though?” Cassandra put down her tea cup.

  Tavish glared at her, then cleared his throat. “So, let’s get down to it. What is it that makes you think you have sex shifters here?”

  “Well, first of all, all witness accounts are confused as to the sex. Some say man, some say woman.”

  “So, maybe it’s a woman and a man?” Sam said, taking a bite of a sandwich.

  “Sometimes it’s one, then two, then one that seems to be two,” Diamond said, pouring some wine. “Gentlemen?”

  “Too early for me,” Sam said.

  “When was the first robbery?” Cassandra enquired.

  “Almost a year ago, with one almost every month after. They know just where to go, and what to take. They know the combinations and most of the time, it’s an inside job.”

  “Then it’s someone who works for you,” Tavish suggested.

  “Or someone who lives here full time,” Cassandra countered.

  “Okay” Tavish acknowledged. “We’re going to need a list of all your full time guests, and your employees.”

  “Some people live here all the time?” Sam asked, his mouth open.

  “Yes. The very rich...but why would the very rich rob anyone?” Cassandra replied.

  “To remain very rich,” Tavish suggested.

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sp; “You can’t harass my permanent guests,” Diamond warned.

  “We don’t intend to harass anyone, Mr. Diamond. You must allow us to handle this our own way…and don’t go telling everyone who we are, okay? We’re just guests. If people find out, they do, but don’t advertise it.”

  “Don’t worry, Mr. Diamond,” Cassandra said, “if Lerue gets out of hand, I’ll reign him in.”

  “Sounds kinky,” Tavish told her.

  “Believe me, there is no kink involved,” she shot back. “Get your mind out of the gutter.”

  “It would be a good idea,” Sam suggested suddenly when he noticed the tension, “if we were upgraded to the luxury room.”

  Tavish glanced over at him.

  Cassandra threw Sam a look of disbelief.

  “Well,” Sam replied carefully, “if we are going to mingle with the rich and famous, we ought to be one of them…shouldn’t we?”

  There was a silence. Diamond stood up and inclined his head. “Very well, if it helps you do your job. I’ll call Philip and have him take you to Luxury Gardens. Wait here.”

  Tavish lifted an eyebrow.

  When Diamond left the room, Cassandra admonished Sam. “Really, Sam?”

  Tavish turned to Sam. “You dog,” he laughed. “I can’t believe you just did that.”

  “It makes sense,” Sam said, sitting back in his seat and grinning smugly. He glanced at Cassandra. “If we are going to mingle with these people, we have to be among them right?”

  Tavish started to laugh.

  “I’m suspicious of your motives,” Cassandra muttered.

  “You’re always suspicious of something,” Tavish told her. “Afraid you’ll have to admit you have some desires buried deep inside that body of yours?”

  “You’d be surprised,” she met his eyes. “Just because that desire doesn’t run in your direction, Stud, doesn’t mean I don’t have them?”

  “Ouch,” Sam grinned. “Well, change of subject…but really, when in the hell else in your life are you going to experience this kind of stuff? We’d never be able to afford it.”

  Tavish smiled. “Alright, but just remember what we’re here for.”

  “Exactly,” Cassandra said. “Why do you think the commander sent me along?”

  “Because he hates me,” Tavish remarked.

  “Besides that.”

  “Doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun, does it?” Sam looked from one to another.

  “Well…we do have to play the part,” Tavish’s eyes twinkled.

  “Provided we don’t lose track of what we’re here for,” Cassandra said.

  “Did you read what’s included in the Luxury Garden plan?” Sam gasped, leaning forward, about to discuss it, when one of the muscle boys appeared.

  “We’ve taken the liberty of moving your things,” he said. “Follow me.”

  CHAPTER TWO:

  "They’re here,” Shane said.

  “How do you know?” Cameron asked, putting on her make up in front of the window.

  “Philip told me.”

  “On his feet, or on his knees?” Cameron giggled.

  “On his knees of course. I wouldn’t have Philip any other way. That guy can give head like no other.”

  “You’re the one who gives head like a champ, darling, and by the way, when am I going to get a little man on man loving?”

  “Say the word, darling.”

  Cameron smiled. “So, don’t keep me in suspense, what did he say?”

  “He said…in between swallows, that Tavish is drop dead gorgeous, and the other two are cute as well…one man, one woman, but Tavish…well, we have a special interest in Tavish, don’t we?”

  “Definitely a GenderX boy. So, what’s he into?”

  “Definitely not me,” Shane said, glancing at himself in the mirror, “at least not like this…yet. Philip is very disappointed.”

  “I already knew that.”

  “Looks like he might have a hard on for his female partner but she’s not biting. She’s definitely too intelligent to play the kinds of games he plays with women, but on the other hand, she’s not blind.”

  Cameron stood back and regarded herself in the mirror. Satisfied, she said, “Ah, interesting. Well, you better change, honey. We don’t want to scare him off. It’s been awhile since we actually had some fresh blood around here...and eternity since it’s been one of our own.”

  Shane quickly made the transformation. “Now, I’ll definitely have to rethink my outfit,” she said.

  Cameron laughed. “I could use a little girl on girl action before we leave.”

  “But your makeup,” Shane protested, “and I thought you wanted man on man...”

  “I’ve changed my mind, and you know I prefer man on man late at night.”

  They both started laughing as Cameron came over and began to take off Shane’s boy shirt revealing her large naked breasts. “Should we be sisters, tonight?” Cameron murmured, moving her mouth down to capture one of Shane’s firm brown nipples between her teeth.

  “Anything you want,” Shane breathed, “just keeping sucking my nipples like that.”

  Cameron pushed the shirt off Shane’s shoulders. She took one of Shane’s breasts in her hand and started to massage it, while she continued to suck and lick at the nipple on her other breast.

  Shane buried her hands in Cameron’s hair.

  * * * *

  Sam folded the brochure up in his hand, and then looked at Tavish as they walked out of the room. “So, where do we go first?”

  “You’re the expert,” Tavish glanced at the rolled up itinerary in Sam’s hand.

  “Well, there is an introduction room for newbies,” Sam grinned.

  “We don’t have to get up and talk about our fantasies or…that kind of crap, do we?”

  “I don’t think so. Says here they orientate you,” Sam said, peering at the paper.

  “Um, okay buddy, let’s go get orientated.”

  “Should we pick up Cassandra?”

  “I suppose we better,” Tavish sighed.

  * * * *

  Cameron and Shane looked like two fashion models as they roamed the hallways. They were very anxious to meet Tavish. As Cameron made the rounds, the guests greeted her fondly. “Dear Cameron,” Mrs. Moon, an older woman who stayed six months a year, kissed both sides of her cheeks when she saw her, “Shane on business again?”

  “I’m afraid so,” Cameron said.

  “That husband of yours. But I see your sister is visiting again. Lia, how are you?”

  “I’m wonderful, Mrs. Moon. What have you been up to? In the ménage room again I see…the one with two men and a woman?”

  She laughed. “I just can’t get enough it seems. I’ve been watching all day, and drinking far too much. Why don’t you come enjoy the shows? They are spectacular.”

  “Maybe later,” Cameron said, hugging her sister’s arm. “I have to find her passion. She’s shyer than me.”

  “Of course dear,” Mrs. Moon said, raising a glass. “See you later.”

  They both said goodbye, passing by the large luxury room which was divided into smaller rooms.

  “I enjoy ménage, they are my favourite,” Shane whined, her big red lips pouting.

  “We’ll go back later,” Cameron said. “You are such a whiny girl when you change.”

  Shane laughed.

  “Let’s go to Novice room, bet they’re there,” Cameron insisted, pulling Shane forward.

  They walked past the various fetish rooms, nodding to this one and that one, then came to a stop at the Orientation room. They entered quietly, looking around at the few people who were seated in the comfortable chairs. At the front, Rake Diamond stood, showing various slides of the different rooms and the things that went on there.

  “There they are,” Cameron whispered, pointing to the front where Sam and Tavish sat.

  “Now honey,” Shane growled up beside Cameron’s ear, “I’m looking at him…and you know which one…
and I’m thinking…that’s no novice.”

  Cameron grinned. “Stop.”

  As they walked deeper into the room, Rake Diamond paused. “Ah, Cameron, and I see Lia is back. Shane must be away on business again…well you know what they say, when the cats away…” He laughed at his joke. “Ladies and gentleman, may I present two of our guests, Cameron and Lia.”

  People turned to look, some turned and stared, like Sam Carter and Tavish Lerue. Cassandra glanced at the two women, then away.

  “My,” Cameron said in Lia’s ear, “Tavish likes what he sees.”

  “Does he now?” Lia cooed, following Cameron to a chair right behind Tavish, Sam and Cassandra.

  “Mr. Diamond,” Cameron put up her hand, “I just want to say that my sister and I are willing to show any of the new guests around later.”

  “Oh yes, wonderful idea, sister,” Lia echoed.

  “That’s very generous of you, Ladies,” Diamond replied, then continued with his presentation.

  * * * *

  Sam gave Tavish a look that needed no deciphering. Tavish knew exactly what he was thinking. They were both blond, both buxom with shapely hips and long, luscious legs, shown off to perfection in tight, low cut dresses and killer heels. With their full, painted lips and soft, sexy voices, it was obvious what was on their minds. But Tavish had to put his mind on his mission, instead of the thought of tearing off those girls dresses with his teeth…in fact, both of them at the same time would be quite a treat.

  Sam put up his hand suddenly, and asked Mr. Diamond why he didn’t have a naked servant in his room.

  Cassandra shook her head.

  Diamond smiled indulgently. “You have to fill out the preference form. I’ll help with that later.”

  Sam shrugged at Tavish. “I haven’t filled out the preference form.”

  “You have to learn how to write first,” Tavish told him.

  “Funny guy,” Sam returned.

  When the presentation finally ended, Tavish stood up and turned around only to meet the beautiful blue eyes of the one called Cameron. “Your name is?” She leaned towards him, giving him a healthy view of her cleavage.