Part 35-C by Demoness

Gena smiled at Gene with teasing eyes, she asked, "Mr. 
Simmons, do you think I'm that easy?"  Her hands were rubbing 
Gene's chest, fingertips brushing the hair there.

"Damn sweetheart," Gene groaned.  "We waited long 
enough."  His hands moved over her body.  She leaned over as 
Gene's hands removed the straps of her outfit from her 
shoulders.  She pulled away, stopping just beyond his reach.

"Hey!" Gene complained, his hands going to her back.  
"Come back here, you."

Gena giggled and allowed herself to be lowered with his 
touch.  His pressure on her back decreased as she got closer.  To 
his surprise, she did it again, this time scooting her butt over a bit 
and wiggled her hips.  Gene let out a frustrated groan.

Gena peered down at him with a wicked smile.  Her hands 
ran a trail from his chest across his stomach.  Gene let out a gasp 
as a warm tingling sensation came from her touch. 

"You want it, you're gonna have to take it," Gena said in a 
husky, seductive voice.  Her hands slowly moved back up.  This 
time the warmth felt like flames enticing him further, pushing him 
deeper into the throes of desire.

Gene grasped her head as he bent down.  His tongue licked 
her lips before entering her mouth in a deep passionate kiss.  
Gena's hands were everywhere on him.  His body trembled with 
the growing flames of desire.  He knew he was not the only one 
feeling it.  Gene was able to feel Gena's own flames of passion 
consume her, tendrils reaching out to his, to join as their bodies 
began an ancient dance.  

His lips moved from her mouth to start a trail on her body.  He 
licked and kissed.  He heard between her moans of pleasure a 
complaint of too much material.  A moment later, their clothes 
were gone.

Gene chuckled.  "How convenient," he stated.  Their flames 
danced higher, united as their bodies were.  Gene thought the 
universe had winked out of existence for a second.   He started 
to become aware of his surroundings to find Gena  holding onto 
him, fingertips lazily playing with his back.  Gena looked as if she 
was still recovering herself.  

Gena gazed up at him.  "Wow!" she said with a lazy smile, 
and licked her lips.

Gene nodded his head in agreement and went to kiss her.  
As they kissed, he slipped his arms around her to hold her close.

Gena licked his ear and softly said, "You think we can do this 
again?"  At Gene's lazy nod, she added, "Right now?"

Gene let out a sigh.  "Maybe in a little bit if we don't get 
interrupted.  But right now, I'm too ..."  His words trailed off into a 
moan as Gena slipped out of his arms and began to show him 
her skill with her tongue.  "Then again," Gene stated, running his 
fingers through her hair, "I might be wrong."

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Ace and Ana followed Raven and Peter down the hallway.  
They noticed Lorie standing outside a door.  

"We're keeping him in here, since no one is using this room," 
Lorie said as they came to a stop by her.  Ana jumped as she 
suddenly felt someone standing next to her.  She turned to find 
Peter grinning at her.  Ana swatted Peter lightly on his chest.  
"Bad kitty," she said, her remark almost drowned out by Ace's 
laughter.

Ace shook his head at Peter.  "You're lucky she didn't go 
bigger kitty on you," he admonished, still laughing.

Peter peered at the fiery red head standing between him 
and Ace.  He looked at Ace.  "That's what she could do?"

Ace and Ana nodded, then grinned at each other.  "Among 
other things," Ace added cryptically.  

"We do have an imposter we have to deal with," Raven said 
impatiently, exchanging a look with Lorie, who stood with her 
hand on the doorknob.

"We're ready," Peter said innocently.

"Pete started it," Ace complained.

Ana reached up to place her fingers on Ace's mouth to shut 
him up.  "It doesn't matter."

Ace removed her fingers from his mouth after giving them a 
brief kiss.  "Are you ready to do this?" Ace asked concerned.

Ana nodded.  "Don't have much of a choice, do I?" she 
asked.

Raven shook her head.  "No.  I'm sorry."

"No reason to be.  I just wish I got a chance to say hello to 
you, and everyone else, instead of meeting like this."  

Ace grinned wickedly.  "Well, you girls ain't exactly normal, so 
why normal greetings?"

Raven and Ana frowned at Ace, then looked at each other 
and grinned.  

"He has a point," Ana giggled.

Raven nodded her head. 

"Are we ready now?" Lorie asked.  When everyone nodded 
their heads, she said, "Bruce and Stephanie are in there with him.  
I was to wait for you, but Bruce told me I might come in handy."

"I agree with Bruce," Raven said, "Well, let's go see what we 
have in there."

Raven and Peter entered the room first, followed by Ace and 
Ana, Lorie bringing up the rear.  Bruce turned from a figure 
slouched in a chair facing away from them.  Stephanie sat on a 
couch, taking her eyes off the figure to acknowledge the others.

"We have Ana," Ace announced to Stephanie.

Stephanie gave Ana a small smile.  "It's about time you 
showed up," she said.  She pointed to the stranger in the room.  
"Feel like identifying this one?"

"He claims he doesn't know anything about what's going on 
here," Bruce warned them.  "I say it's an act.  Look at him 
cowering there, pretending to cry."

Lorie looked from Bruce to the man sitting in the chair.  She 
studied him carefully.

"Something wrong?" Raven asked her.

"I'm not sure," Lorie said.

"Turn around and face everyone," Stephanie snapped in a 
no nonsense tone to the intruder.

The Paul impersonator turned around, gazing up at Ace and 
Peter in shock and dismay.  "I'm sorry," he cried.  "All I wanted 
was a chance to meet you guys.  Suddenly I find myself being 
tackled by Mark St. John and knocked out.  Next thing I know I'm 
here in this room with Bruce and  . ..." his voice faltered as he 
attempted to look at Stephanie, but ended up dropping his 
gaze to the floor, " ...her."

Ana looked at him, then burst out in laughter.  All the others 
turned to stare at Ana.  She pointed to him, still overcome with 
laughter.  "He . ...n-no, not him."  She laughed even harder, 
doubling over.

Ace frowned, then took another look at the man.  His eyes 
opened wide and he joined Ana.  "Oh my.  Look at him."

Raven looked at the Paul clone.  "Oh! Well, either we 
screwed up royally or our impersonator is dumber than we think."

"Nope," Ana said between giggles.  "At least the 
impersonator knew which eye to put the star on."

"Where's Mark?" Bruce growled.  "He jumped a kid trying to 
meet us."

"He's telling the truth," Lorie assured everyone.   To the kid, 
she said, "I guess you got more than you expected."

Peter took a step toward the chair.  "Look kid, we're sorry.  
You just happened to be at the wrong place, at the wrong time.  
We'll find a way to make it up to you."

Ana approached the kid.  "What's your name?"

"Andrew," the kid replied in a small voice.  "I still don't 
understand."

Six pairs of eyes exchanged looks.  "I don't know where to 
start, Andrew," Ace said.  "So much has happened, and we're 
really sorry you got caught in the middle."

"Look, how about setting Andrew up with as close to the 
stage as we can find tickets at this time, and a pass, and send 
him on his way out of this hotel and to safety," Bruce suggested.

"Sounds like a good idea," Ace agreed, with Peter nodding 
his head.  "How does that sound to you, Andrew?  We'll work out 
something else after the show to compensate for Mark knocking 
you out cold."

Andrew smiled up at them and slowly shook his head.  They 
saw the wonder in the kid's sparkling eyes.  "It's okay.  Tickets 
and pass would be great.  I couldn't get a ticket for the show, 
which was why I tried to meet you.  I had to try and not miss out 
on everything."  He shrugged.  "Besides, how many fans can say 
they got tackled by Mark St. John?  Or interrogated by Ace 
Frehley, Peter Criss and Bruce Kulick?"

Peter smiled reassuredly at the kid.  "Sounds like we have a 
deal then?  So let's get your full name and then someone will 
escort you away from the hotel.  You can pick up your tickets 
and pass at the show."

"I don't like it," Raven spoke up.  Everyone turned to face her.  
"I don't know.  I just have a feeling."

"If there's a spy around here," Lorie added, "then seeing 
Andrew with us means he's in danger now."

"Maybe it's best we leave him with us?" Stephanie stated 
uncertainly.  She looked at Lorie.  

"He's safe.  At least he's no harm to us.  But no telling what 
may happen to him  if we turn him loose in the streets," Lorie 
stated.

Ace placed a hand on Andrew's shoulder.  "Sorry, Andrew, 
but it looks as if you're stuck with us until further notice.  But don't 
look so happy.  You may end up hating us when this is all over."