Sagramanda by Alan Dean Foster

Author:Alan Dean Foster
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Prometheus Books
Published: 2012-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

DEPARTMENT OF WILDLIFE AND GAME

SUNDARBANS NATIONAL PRESERVE

Mobile Tranquilization and Capture Unit A-23

Only one attendant was on duty in the facility. Jena studiously examined the three-dimensional artwork on the wall while her new executive friend checked them in. In response to the attendant's query as to whether they required a live masseuse, the Frenchwoman replied in the negative, without turning her head to face the attendant. When she and May entered their assigned cubicle, Jena was confident that the bored employee had not managed so much as a glimpse of her face.

As befitted a hotel of this class, the subterranean room was intimate and welcoming. Responding to her room flasher, a soothing male voice husked as they passed through an open portal into the sanctum, “Welcome, Mai-ling Xinzhou and guest.” Jena tensed slightly. But as hoped, since she was clearly with the Chinese executive and already inside the hotel grounds, the facility's subsidiary security system did not feel compelled to ask her for additional identification.

There were four private grottos and no human attendants. That was the nice thing about exclusive places like the hotel, Jena reflected. Management respected the privacy of its guests above all else. Even better, none of the other cubicles were presently occupied.

“Preferences?” inquired Mai-ling. “Please remember that I am new to this.” Jena noted that not everything the executive said rang true. But then, she had already figured as much. The mix of anticipation and mild excitement in the other woman's voice was unmistakable.

“It doesn't matter.” Jena touched the “Open” button on the nearest cubicle. “I'm sure they're all identical. Private and soundproofed.”

With a soft whoosh of air, a door decorated with Ayurvedic symbols drew aside to reveal a small room. Virtuals of forest scenery—lush trees and rippling springs, blossoming flowers, lullabying songbirds—immediately added depth and dimension to the surroundings. Overhead, a curved ceiling was filled with fluffy white clouds backlit by gentle sunshine. The musical equivalent of falling water, the trembling tones of a sitar filled the chamber in concert with the dulcet crooning of the oboe-like shehnai. Standing between two raised, padded platforms, the delighted Mai-ling smiled like a schoolgirl who had just unexpectedly been presented with a new dress.

“I am relaxed already, and I believe we have not even started, yes?”

Nodding, Jena reached for the tab under her left arm that would disengage her outfit. “Get undressed and lie down on one of the tables. I'll take the other one.”

As the visiting businesswoman complied, Jena carefully folded and set her own attire aside. By the time both women were completely naked, their cubicle had pumped enough perfume into the room for it to smell like an ancient harem. The carefully compiled blend of fragrances scented their nude bodies with droplets of warm mist.

A bit awkwardly, Mai-ling climbed onto one platform and lay down on her stomach. “Like this?”

Reclining supplely on the other platform, Jena gestured approvingly. “Stretch your arms out in front of you. Like this.” While demonstrating, she began to search impatiently for an activation control.

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