Round Robin - Part 23



By SLK



	 Silk sat on the edge of a large round bed.  She ran 

her hand over the blood red velvet bedspread. It was not 

much to her liking.  Her taste ran more towards purple 

satin.  She looked around the well lit room and tried to 

figure out where the light was coming from.  There were no 

visible lamps or light fixtures.  There was only the stark 

white walls and the bed, as if it was the only thing that 

was needed.

	She heard a door opened and shifted on the bed to see 

who was entering.  He entered the small nearly empty room 

very confidently, as the door swung shut behind him. 'What 

in the world was he doing....but Silk stopped at that 

thought.  If he was here then there was only one thing that 

he wanted and always got.  She found her voice and tried to 

sound calm.  "What are you doing here?"  She asked, not 

succeeding at keeping the nervous sound from her voice.  

His only answer was to stalk over to the bed and sit down 

besides her.  Silk tried to scoot away from him, but he was 

too quick.  He caught her by one wrist and placed the other 

hand under her chin, forcing her to look at him. She tried 

to pull away, but he was much too strong.  He leaned closer 

and she could feel his breath on her cheek.  Silk shut her 

eyes, it wasn't suppose to be like this, hell it wasn't 

even suppose to be him.  Suddenly she heard the door open 

and the sound of a familiar laugh almost at the same time 

she felt him reach out with his tongue and lick her on the 

cheek.  Silk only squeezed her eyes tighter.  This could 

not be happening.  "Gene!  Get off her this instance!"  Ace 

reprimanded tried to sound stern, but his laugh was giving 

it away.  Gene's answer was a deep barely audible growl and 

Silk felt him lick her cheek again.  "Gene!  Gene!"  The 

voice now sounding more feminine.

	Silk slowly opened her eyes and was immediately 

greeted with another wet kiss from a small reddish 

pomeranian.  Silk giggled as she pushed the little devil 

down and stroked his soft fur.  "Gene!  You naughty boy!  I 

am so sorry!"  Silk turned towards the lady's voice coming 

from besides her in the isle.  "Oh it's all right.  No harm 

done."  Silk replied.  "I don't know what got into him.  He 

was whining and the stewardess said since there wasn't alot 

of people on here that I could take him out for a few 

minutes before we landed. Then he just leaped out of my 

arms and headed straight for you before I could stop him.  

I have never seen him act like this.  He usually hates 

strangers!"  The lady hurriedly tried to explain, obviously 

embarrassed by his little companion.  "No problem.  Besides 

he's cute and I like his name."  Silk reassured the lady as 

Gene sat contently on her lap.  "Oh thank you, but I didn't 

name him, my neice did.  Ever since he was a little puppy, 

that tongue of his has been none stop. So she named his 

after one of those guys that wears all the makeup.  I can't 

remember their name.  I think it was Love or Sugar or 

something like that."  Silk tried not to laugh.  "I think 

that you mean KISS." "Yes!  That's it!"  The lady 

exclaimed.  "That's why I am going to New York.  I am 

meeting up with a bunch of my extended family and we are 

going to their concerts."  Silk informed the lady.  "Well, 

then you want be needing another Gene!"  The lady laughed  

as she reached for the little pot licker, whose protest was 

nosily obvious.  "Now Gene!"  Silk admonished very lightly.  

"You be a good little man."  Silk finished as she handed 

the immediately quieted little dog back to his owner.  "My 

Goodness!  You certainly have a way with animals."  The 

lady observed.  "I guess so.  I spent most of my childhood 

on a farm and I was always more at home with the animals 

and we always understood each other better than I 

understood the adults."  "Well, you have a good  time and 

again I apologize for Gene."  "Oh you don't have to.  I 

hope you have a good trip also."  Silk returned the good 

wishes.  "Thank you and Goodbye!"  The lady said as she 

left down the hall with Gene peacefully sitting in her 

arms.  "Bye!"  Silk replied.

	Silk leaned back in her seat and was thinking about 

the dream she had.  Just wait till Shannon and the other 

Gene girls heard about it.  Silk was one of the many Paul 

girls on the list and they were always hearing about Gene 

and Missguided Yumminess.  Silk just smiled, maybe she 

should keep this one to herself.  Just then the Stewardess' 

voice came over the PA and informed the passengers that 

they were about to land and proceeded to give the 

instructions for landing.  Silk saw the 'FASTEN YOUR SEAT 

BELT' light come on.  She fasten hers and hoped for a 

smooth landing.  The trip had been uneventful as far as she 

knew, because she had slept almost the entire trip.  Thanks 

to the several drinks that the Stewardess had brought and 

then on top of that the several 'Southern KISSed' coffees 

that she had asked the Stewardess to make.

	 She closed her eyes as she felt the plane descending.  

If sheer will could have landed the plane, it would have 

been on the ground within a matter of seconds.  She was so 

excited and impatient about meeting her KISSisters and 

Brothers.  She had been worried that she would know who 

they were, because she had never met any of them.  But 

after several emails, she felt better about it.  She was 

assured that she would know them and she was to look for 

the signs.  'Oh Good Gravies!' Silk thought.  It was no 

telling what would be on those signs.

	 Silk felt the plane touch down and said a quick thank 

you prayer.  As soon as the seat belt sign went off, and 

they were told that they could get up.  She hurriedly 

grabbed her carry-on luggage from the overhead compartment 

and made her way to the door and then down the corridor 

with the rest of the passengers.  She was so excited about 

meeting everyone.  She exited out the door and entered the 

concourse.  She suddenly stopped at what she saw, or rather 

what she didn't see.  Suddenly someone bumped into her.  

"I'm sorry.  I wasn't paying any attention and didn't see 

you stop.  Hey!  Are you all right?" "Wh-what?  Oh Yeah, I 

guess."  Silk turned around to see the gentleman that she 

had seen on the plane earlier.  "It's just that I was 

expecting someone, well several someone's and I don't see 

anybody."  "Well what do they look like?  Maybe I can help 

you find them."  He offered.  "Well, I really don't know 

what they look like."  Silk confessed.  "Uh, okay.  You 

want to fill me in on this and maybe we can find them 

together.  I have a few hours lay over and can't think of a 

better way to spend it than with a new friend.  My name's 

Randy.  What's  yours?"  He offered his hand and Silk shook 

his hand.  She wasn't too sure if she should go with this 

man or not, but just then he reached around the back of his 

neck and pulled a long sandy blonde ponytail out of his 

collar and took the holder out, releasing his thick 

straight hair.  "You have long hair?!"  Silk said 

surprised, suddenly remembering the old Creole woman in the 

New Orleans airport.  She  felt that he could be trusted.  

"Yeah, I keep it done up for business meetings and such, 

but wear it loose whenever I get a chance."  Silk smiled at 

him.  "My name is Cynthia, but my friends know me by Silk."  

"I like that.  Well Silk, what you say that we find a place 

to sit and get a coffee or something and you fill me in on 

these missing friends of yours?"  He asked as he took some 

of her bags and they began to make their way out of the 

concourse.  "Oh wait a minute!"  Silk turned back and went 

over to the information desk and hurriedly left a note.  

"Just in case they are just late."  "Good ideal, now let's 

go.  I'm starving."  Randy said as he led her out the 

concourse.

	 They found a small cafe and ordered a light lunch and 

an hour later they were talking like they were old friends.  

Silk had explained everything and why is was in New York.  

Come to find out Randy was a huge KISS fan and Paul was his 

favorite too.  He would be going to the concert if he could 

get out of some very necessary business meetings.  He was 

hoping that they would end early and he could make it back 

for the last one.  "Well, let's go see if your friend have 

gotten here yet."  Randy suggested.  "Okay."  Silk 

nervously agreed.  It wouldn't be long before Randy would 

have to go and check in for his other flight and she would 

be all alone in a place that was no where near anything 

like the small town where she grew up and still lived.  

There were places there where people still didn't lock 

their houses and left the keys in their cars.  Randy picked 

up on the nervousness in her voice.  "Hey, I sure that they 

have made it here by now or may have at least called."  He 

tried to reassure her as he helped her gather up her 

luggage.  "I hope so!" Silk replied as they headed back 

down to the concourse where she came in.