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Arriving back at her lab she threw open the door, tore off her bandana and threw in the direction of the small sink by her work tables. Breathing deeply to calm herself, she gently set Bes' little terrarium on one of the tables, followed by her pack. Laila sighed, she was still upset, she muttered darkly, pulling her watch and compass off, tossing them down by the pack, she busied herself collecting instruments.

"I cannot believe his nerve..." she slammed her journal down on the centre island. Laila threw open the cabinet doors under the island, withdrew a microscope and slides, grumbling. Setting the microscope with slightly more care than she had shown her journal, she set about removing samples from her pack, standing them in a tray near her work area. Satisfied with her set up, she nodded to her self. Looking around the lab, she moved to close the door she had left open in her tantrum. Sighing at the lack of air flow she opened a window and placed a fan in it. Rocking back on her heels her stomach growled.

"Right... lunch it is then." Laila started back toward her little attached apartment when the fan blew that haunting spicy scent around her again. She inhaled deeply, it was beginning to grow on her, sweet hot like cinnamon and cyanne pepper, a musky undertone of chipotle. She moaned softly, a delicate tendril of pleasure threading through her body. Opening her eyes, she continued on through the short hallway, slipped her shoes off and placed them on the rack just in side her door. Turning to her right she wandered into the kitchenette rummaging around through her rather sparse refrigerator and bare cupboards.

"Nothing for it... I'll have to go grocery shopping tomorrow..." she pulled out a box of pasta and fixed a light lunch. Glancing at the little clock by the sink she ate quickly, washed her dishes and set them to dry. She swiftly re-entered her laboratory and laid herself to work.

Testing the water she found nothing untoward. Laila's brow crinkled, her findings not agreeing with each other. She set to the the wood samples, scribbling furiously in lab book, tearing the wood apart piece by piece Sighing she pulled back from the microscope, stretching her back and neck yawing softly. She groaned as she stood looking out a window, noticing the sunset.

Sitting on the floor she stretched her stiff muscles, bending her way through a number of yoga positions before standing again. Taking the wood samples she went to Bes' enclosure.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with them, so here's dinner buddy." Laila emptied the phials into the terrarium A knock sounded at the front door, looking over curiously, she bade her guest enter. Sarah's brilliant smile preceded her through the door, two boxes in her slender hands. Laila suppressed a groan, this was not what she needed right now.

"I brought some dinner! Let's eat!" Sarah's sweet cheerful voice tinkled in the large lab.

"Okay... follow me." Sarah looked at her somewhat strangely "Unless you'd like to eat in the lab?" Laila offered. The blond smiled again shaking her head, and Laila turned away to lead her back to the kitchen area.

"Wow, it's no wonder we never see you!" Sarah put the containers on the little table, put her shoes by the door and peeked around the incomplete wall that separated the sleeping area from the kitchenette. She giggled and Laila pulled her away, having set the tiny table.

"What did you bring?" Laila asked, hoping to divert the young nurse from exploding into questions.

"Well, I stopped at the MX, and I picked up some Chinese food, because that was all they had this late in the evening, but I didn't know what you'd want so I got you a vegetarian dish..." Sarah looked up at her "You're not vegan are you?" Laila smiled and shook her head.

"Thank you, I appreciate your doing this for me." Sarah beamed.

"No thanks needed! You must get lonely in her all by yourself sometimes. I know that the soldiers harass you, they can't help it. You're a safer bet than any of the nurses or anything, because they can't get in trouble for fraternizing with you like they could one of us. Not that it usually stops them." Sarah paused a moment, trying to recall something. "I think there was actually one guy who was dismissed because Collins caught him sleeping with a girl that he had an eye on. But that was before you came. Collins has always been kind of annoying, I've never slept with him and he still gets on my nerves. Some of the other nurses are totally in love with him! Can you imagine?"

Laila looked at Sarah quietly, trying to process the whirlwind of gossip she was being treated to. Hoping to get the girl to quiet down she began dishing out the food, looking up she realised that Sarah had yet to stop talking.

"But he really likes you, it's because you haven't given in to him. I know it. That and you are quite beautiful, you have really pretty eyes. I wish I had more interesting eyes, mine are just blue. And you're so intelligent, and fearless! I could never wander off into the forest on my own like you do, I am terrified of spiders!" Laila smiled remembering the pretty jumping spider from earlier.

"Guatemala is not the country to be in if you're afraid of spiders." Laila remarked dryly.

"Oh I know!" Sarah looked down, finally noticing the food that Laila had placed in front of her.

"Oh dear, sorry about that... I can ramble on a bit when I'm nervous. You're kind of unapproachable... you're so pretty and aloof, always running off into the jungle or rushing around your lab. I'm sure I never would have had a chance to talk to you if the hot water in your shower wasn't broken... I wasn't trying to tease you this morning, it's just" Laila cut her off with a smooth wave of her hand.

"No apologies, I appreciate you helping me, despite my rather boorish state. Now, lets eat."

Sarah smiled radiantly. Laila enjoyed the mock duck that Sarah had brought, quietly amused that the petite blond applied as much gusto to eating as she had talking.

"I couldn't find anything decent to drink, I don't speak Spanish, and the only things left were these sodas, and I couldn't tell what flavour they were." Sarah motioned apologetically to the glasses of water that Laila had set out.

"No worries. I have a bottle of wine, if you would prefer that." Sarah's eyes lit up "its a sweet red, perhaps not the best for Chinese food, but better that unidentifiable soda."

Rising from her chair Laila opened the fridge and pulled out the bottle of wine that she'd had since her arrival. Opening the cupboard she pulled out another set of glasses.

"Sorry dear, no wine glasses here."

"That's okay. I brought take out from the MX, I think I can handle wine in a water glass."

Laila placed the glasses by their plates and poured healthy measure for the cheerful woman. Returning to her seat she poured herself a glass and returned to eating. Sarah was staring at her.

"Yes?"

"You are so polite! Anyone else here would have just slapped it on the table and gone from there." Laila smiled.

"It's a good thing I'm not anyone else, isn't it?" Sarah's cheeks blazed an attractive rose colour. Laila shifted in her seat, her gaze drawn to the delicate machination of the other woman's throat as she took a sip of wine. It was with slight difficulty that Laila pulled herself away from the attractive sight, focussing on the food in front of her. The food that was nearly gone she noticed, somewhat shocked. Perhaps she had been hungry she silently admitted to herself.

"So what exactly do you do here?" Sarah's soft voice cut through Laila's thoughts.

"I am a conservative entomologist, I'm here to measure the effects of the base on the insect population." Laila went on to explain the past and projected larval rates, the importance of insects in the ecosystem, and how they could be upset by the soldiers tramping around through their habitat.

"Wow... so, are you a doctor?" Sarah looked somewhat wide eyed.

Laila laughed "No, not yet. That's why I'm here, I'm gathering information not only for my university, but for my doctoral dissertation." Sarah giggled and raised her empty glass, Laila raised a brow, but filled her cup again.

"So, soon to be Dr. Acerbi," Sarah inhaled, suddenly curious, "What's your name mean?" Laila looked up from her contemplation of the woman's nurse uniform.

"Which part?"

"All of it!" Sarah exclaimed, setting her glass down and removing her jacket. "Do you have a second name?" her eyes were slightly glassy.

"Kepi. It means tempest." Sarah smiled broadly.

"Well you are, a little bit." she leaned forward, Laila suddenly noticed that the first several button of her blouse had been undone. "What's the rest mean?"

"Laila means dark beauty, Acerbi means harsh, heartless." Sarah smiled.

"That's very pretty." she whetted her lips, Laila was acutely aware of the movement of the other woman's tongue. Standing Laila cleared the plates, disposed of the meagre remnants of the meal and sat the dishes to soak. She turned at the sound of Sarah pouring herself another glass of wine.

"What's your heritage?" Laila noticed the soft slurring of the 's'.

"Italian and Egyptian" her voice was soft with thought, regarding the blond. Sarah took a sip of her wine and stood.

"That seems so exotic..." she purred, slowly undoing the rest of the buttons on her blouse. "So pretty... I've never been with a woman before... but I can tell you like me, I see it when you watch me." Laila was transfixed, the smooth pale flesh glowed in the moonlight streaming through the kitchen window. Sarah opened the fly of her pants, let them slide slowly down her hips, pooling at her feet. She stepped out of them quite gracefully, she looked up under her lashes at the scientist.

"I want you, too..." Laila stepped closer to the slightly inebriated woman.

"You are intoxicated." She couldn't help but notice the elegant blue lace matched the blonds� eyes, the way the frills enhanced the full curve of her bosom. Laila ran her hands down Sarah's arms, intent on telling her to go home and sleep off the wine, that she would be disappointed with the thrills of female flesh. Sarah apparently had different idea, she leaned forward, rocking on to the balls of her feet and placed a few soft, warm kisses along Laila's neck.

"I was worried you'd turn me down... Even after seeing the way you looked at me... I won't let you though." Sarah sighed softly over Laila's neck, causing the taller woman to shudder. Abruptly she pulled back and turned around, giving Laila a full view of her soft rolling hips and full buttocks, framed masterfully in a matching blue lace thong.

"I'll be waiting for you..." She looked over her shoulder and let her hair out, the golden curls cascading down her shoulders. She walked smoothly, rolling her hips, stopping at the lip of the half wall, caressing the plaster teasingly before disappearing into the bed area. Laila groaned inwardly. She was trying so hard to avoid getting into any entanglements while she was here, she had been doing so well, storming around like a bitch on wheels. She shifted, she could feel her own excitement, could her the soft moans drifting toward her from her bed. She shouldn't have had any wine, she shouldn't have been so blatant in her appraisal, her head felt clouded by alcohol and desire, the memory of silk smooth skin, and delicious scent tantalized her in to action.

Laila moved quickly toward her bed when the blond lay, the scent of her desire complementing the spicy aroma that permeated the entire apartment. She stripped off her lab coat and jeans, throwing them to the side, she continued her advance, drawn in by Sarah's soft gasps as she teased her own nipples. Yanking off her tank top she climbed on to the bed, running her hands from knee to crotch.

"Is this what you want, Sarah?" she scraped a nail down the tiny scrap of lace protecting the other woman's sex.

"You want me to drive you mad with desire?" Sarah moaned, Laila's voice had taken on a smoky quality that made her tremble. She sounded almost sinister. Laila purred softly and braced her left arm along Sarah's side, leaning down to bite softly at Sarah's stiff nipples, bringing her right hand to flicker over the other nipple, using the grain of the lace to her advantage. Sarah moaned and arched against her, pulling the metal sticks out of Laila's hair, she gasped as she felt the long locks tumble over her side and shoulders.

"Please" Sarah panted shamelessly. Laila reared back her deeply tanned hands contrasting starkly against Sarah's pale knees. The blond moaned again, seeing the other woman's eyes dark with desire, her face and chest flushed with arousal.

"Please what?" Laila asked, her lips quirked, eyebrow raised. Sarah arched her back and undid the clasp of her bra, quickly sliding the straps down her shoulders, moaning deep in her throat when Laila began to assist her, dragging finger tips over rosy nipples.

"Please undress you?" Sarah nodded emphatically, and Laila casually ran her fingers down Sarah's sides, catching on the wide lace band that barely protected the woman's modesty. She paused, kissing a pale knee until Sarah made an impatient noise. Chuckling darkly she slipped the panties toward her, down wide hips, along soft thighs and paused only a moment at slender ankles before deciding that tying the blond's feet together probably required more trust than they shared. Pulling the lacy thong away she tossed it toward the head of the bed, in the general direction the bra was thrown.

Leaning back down she kissed along a delicate collar bone, between the valley of Sarah's breasts, laving each nipple with her tongue until the woman begged her to stop. Pushing her farther up the bed, Laila continued along down a porcelain stomach, stopping momentarily to play with the belly button. She moaned appreciatively when she laid eyes on Sarah's neatly shaven sex. Kissing the crease of her legs, she danced around Sarah's desire, not giving the woman what she knew she wanted.

"Please, oh please, don't stop... stop teasing, just please..." Laila moaned again, the begging was undoing her last reserve, the hot scent of arousal utterly impossible to ignore. Giving in, Laila slid her left arm under Sarah's thigh, tilting her pelvis upward, she used her long fingers to spread the swollen lips, revealing an equally swollen clitoris to her hungry gaze. She teased the sensitive bud with her lips, her right hand delicately teasing the other woman's opening.

"Now, now, now please, now..." Laila could no longer refuse the poor needy blond, and slid her tongue across the little nub as she pushed two fingers in to the went entrance, moaning as she felt Sarah's walls clench around her, her hips jerking up to get more contact. Laila kept a leisurely pace, slowly sliding her fingers in and out in tandem with her tongue. Sarah began to moan constantly, begging with every spare breath for more.

Laila could feel the orgasm building in the other woman, the delicate shuddering of her thighs, the stuttered gasps. She a applied just a touch more pressure with her tongue, twisted her hand around palm up, and began to massage Sarah's G-spot. She smiled triumphantly when Sarah released an emphatic "Oh god!" in to the night. Laila's jaw began to ache, and she picked up the pace, ruthlessly lashing the little bundle of nerves, her fingers pressed firmly against that little magic spot inside. She was rewarded almost immediately as Sarah arched up screaming softly, her back forming an attractive bow, her eyes clenched shut, one hand gripping to Laila's shoulder, the other tangled desperately in the sheets.

Sarah groaned dejectedly when Laila began to pull away, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand, looking at her intently. Laila smiled watching the other woman twitch with the after shocks of orgasm, her sex desperately clamping at her fingers..

"more..." Sarah wined, her hair was attractively mused, her body flushed and needy.

"I can't give you what you need, baby." Laila withdrew her fingers from the wet heat between Sarah's legs, smiling sardonically at the whimper she gave. Leaning forward she caressed Sarah's neck with her lips, nibbling softly at an earlobe.

"There comes a point in sex where you just want cock." Laila nuzzled against the gently abused flesh before leaning back and kissing Sarah breathless. "I lack the equipment to give you the pounding you need after an orgasm like that." Sarah moaned at the idea "Go find some private to fuck you through the mattress, baby. You've satisfied your curiosity." Laila leaned back allowing Sarah to rise, her eyes still somewhat unfocussed.

"What about you? You haven't gotten any since you've been here... you haven't climaxed yet." Laila shrugged, snagging Sarah's undergarments from the head of the bed.

"I can take care of myself. I know from experience that screaming orgasms need good, rough, sex afterwards. Now hurry up before the after shocks all fade." the blond stood, somewhat unsteadily after first before moving to collect her clothes from the kitchen floor, sliding them on without putting her underwear on first.

"Keep the set." she said with a wink. Reaching up she gave Laila a soft kiss, her tongue darting out momentarily to taste herself on the other woman's lips. She slipped her shoes on quickly and scampered off, her breathing still harsh. Laila locked the door behind her and groaned.
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