Red Tiles

chapter 9

  I woke up in a strange, dark room. My head was spinning. Ugghhhh nooo, I thought to myself. I knew I'd been drugged somehow. I never felt like this after a glass of wine. How could I let this happen?

I slowly sat up, easing myself into a sitting position, and suddenly wished I hadn't. I was hit with a wave of nausea. I managed to drag myself out of bed, stumbling around the room. Finding a waste basket in the corner of the room, I dropped to my knees and threw up. Nasty. Definitely drugs. Where am I?

Just then, the door opened. Jinx appeared in the doorway.

"Jinx, I-I think I was drugged," I croaked, my voice raspy and dry. She nodded, coming over to me.

"Yeah, you didn't take it as well as I thought you would have. Come on, let's get you back to bed. Rest will do you some good." She took my hand, helping me up slowly, and then led me back to the bed. She started to unbutton my shirt, but I kindly waved her hand away.

"No, I can change later," I mumbled, feeling sluggish.

"No, Jasper, you're too hot. You're wearing a flannel with jeans. That's gonna make you burn up." Without waiting for confirmation, she undressed me down to my matching, lacy bra and underwear. Then, she helped me lay back down. I was too tired to even be embarrassed about being almost naked in front of a federal agent.

She sat on the edge of the bed beside me and traced her pointer finger down the middle of my chest, lightly, and all the way down my stomach, stopping suddenly at my waistband.

I shook my head, hardly awake, and pushed her hands away.

"Don't," I grumbled, wanting to go to sleep. She smiled to herself and placed her left hand on my lower stomach, rubbing it slowly. I wanted to push her hand away but something stopped me.

Her index finger drew little circles on my stomach, each circle getting lower and lower, soothing my agitation. It felt nice. A moment later, I snapped my thighs together tightly, completely aware of the wetness forming there. No. This isn't right. I don't even know her that well.

Before I could even protest, Jinx was leaning over me, stripping me of my only coverage. I closed my eyes, embarrassed.

"Don't touch me," I groaned, turning away. She pushed me back down so I was laying on my back.

"It's ok, just go to sleep. I'm not gonna hurt you... yet," she whispered that last part. Then, she was gone and I was asleep again.