Keywords: Invasion, Invid, 01, Ch.,

"Right, and you are a real penny pincher I bet," I countered.

Natalie giggled. "No, I don't suppose I am. But still...that's an awfully big bed for one person,"

I walked over to it and flopped backward, spreading my arms out as I stretched out on it. "I like to stretch out, what can I say,"

Natalie chuckled to herself and then walked over to the mini bar like thing near the door.

"I'll make us some coffee," Natalie said, already at work with the filters and pot.

I propped myself up on the bed, my stocking feet hanging off the edge. "You drink more coffee than anyone I know,"

"I don't drink or smoke. It's my only vice I guess,"

I sat and watched her make the coffee, unable to keep my eyes from admiring her blue jean clad ass. Natalie had a very casual look about her, now that her coat was off. She wore a heavy sweater that didn't do much to accentuate her frame, but still looked incredibly stylish on her. With her cap off as well, I saw that her normally long brown hair was pulled up in a bun on top of her head. She rolled up the sleeves on her sweater as she worked on the coffee, pouring in the instant stuff into the maker and setting it to start. She swayed back and forth and hummed some tune I couldn't pick out to herself as I continued admiring her.

Natalie turned her head back over her shoulder and looked at me with a grin. "What? Why do you keep staring at me?"

"I'm just making sure you aren't trying to poison me or anything," I said slyly.

"Ha! Boy, I could see the headlines now - 'Amidala poisons Mary Jane!' 'I just wanted a part in the sequel,' claims Portman'"

I laughed at her joke as Natalie continued to look at me, a sexy grin on her face. I couldn't watch her anymore, at least without becoming incredibly turned on by even her slightest motions, so I turned back and looked for the remote for the television. Picking it up, I scooted towards the back of the bed. Resting my head against the wall as I looked at the remote for the power button, my ears suddenly perked up as I heard a noise. It sounded kind of like a whirring, at it was coming from the wall. Lifting my head up to look, I saw that the picture over the bed - one of those generic sunset pictures, was slightly crooked. Just above the left corner was a very very small hole in the wall, one that you wouldn't have seen if I hadn't been looking at it from that angle. Eliza's camera.

My heart suddenly started to race at the thought of Natalie seeing the hole or hearing the whirring. My hand shot up quickly to push the picture up over the hole, but I thought better of it. Eliza, nor any of the Rose Petals, would not like it if I blocked their view. They had demanded some kind of proof that I did the job (which, truthfully, I was feeling quite a bit of trepidation about) and this might be the only way they could catch the action. As I lowered my head back down though, I could see reflected in the mirror right above the television other holes in the wall just like the one I had just found. What could have just been a simple hole in itself was now clearly one that had been placed there intentionally. They were scattered in all places over the wall, forming somewhat of a diagonal pattern as they made their way down, my eyes following them through the mirror all the way over to the corner of the wall (one at the very top) and even over the big window looking out onto the city (just above the frame in the middle).

I was amazed that Eliza had been able to get so many cameras in so quickly, but I was sure she had done this sort of thing before. This was, after all, my first real involvement with any of the Rose Petals tactics. I guess they really wanted to make sure they captured all the action. As my eyes came back to the center of the room, a rush of arousal coursed through my body at the thought of Eliza on the other side, watching me through the wall on a bevy of television monitors.

Natalie turned back towards me and, in an instant feeling of guilt, I immediately turned the television on to drown out the very faint whirring. It worked like a charm as I began to cycle aimlessly through the channels, Natalie carrying two cups of coffee over towards me on the bed. She slowly climbed on as I took one from her hand, allowing her to scoot on next to me and lean herself against the wall.

"Two sugars and a little bit of cream, right?" Natalie said. I arched my eyebrows in surprise.

"Wow, you were really paying attention weren't you?"

"Hey, when you drink coffee like I do, you pick up on these things pretty quick," Natalie replied. Sipping the coffee, it somehow tasted far better than any coffee I had ever tasted. It had to have been because of the sheer fact that Natalie herself made it. As I swallowed down the first gulp, I realized how sweet a girl Natalie really was: the consideration to get coffee with me, to walk me to my hotel, to give the money to the homeless people and now this. Natalie was truly an innocent, good natured person. I again felt a pang of guilt at the fact that I had to seduce her like I was supposed to. Eliza (and who knew who else) was counting on me.

But Natalie was also a normal person. She had feelings and needs and desires. She could get aroused and cause arousal just like anyone else. My mind clung to this fact as I began to think about every move I made now, with Natalie's body so close to me and the lingering scent of her perfume - a top designer brand that I couldn't place, maybe Ralph Lauren - wafting into my nose, even over the scent of the coffee.

I watched her out of the corner of my eye as I slowly cycled through the channels, trying to find something good. When I came all the way back around, I stopped for a moment on the pay per view station. Natalie suddenly laughed and put her hand on my arm.

"Wait wait, leave it here!" she cried "The adult movie titles are always a hoot!"

I grinned and set the remote down as the titles and times of normal movies cycled through one screen at a time. We remarked back and forth to each other what we had seen and what we had not. After about three screens of this, a message popped up on the screen, causing us both to laugh hysterically as Natalie read it out loud in an imitated deep voice.

"Note to parents!" she said, adding an exclamation point after every sentence. "To have adult movies and their titles blocked, please call the front desk! Viewer discretion on the following titles is strongly advised!"

We both giggled and then began to really yell and laugh hysterically as the titles appeared on screen.

"Sperms of Endearment," I giggled.

"Forrest Hump!" Natalie laughed, a full throaty laugh that caused her whole body, as well as the bed to shake.

We both began to howl at the next title - "Divine Secrets of my Sister's Hood"

Like two school girls getting their first view of a Playboy magazine, we were rolling on the bed in laughter, Natalie's head on my shoulder as I fought back tears of laughter. Setting my coffee cup on the bedside table, I grabbed the remote.

"That's it! I'm ordering 'Divine Secret's of my Sister's Hood!" I yelled, laying forward on the bed as I held the remote out in front of me, searching for the BUY button.

"Kirsten, don't!" Natalie said through peels of laughter "Don't order that!"

Natalie moved down next to me and tried to take the remote from my hand, but I was too quick and held it out above her head, my finger on the button.

"Nope! I'm gonna do it!" I said, laughing as Natalie tried to wrestle the remote away. She lunged at my hand, a wide smile on her face in amusement, my free hand fighting off her own hands as she tried to stop me. She pushed her body against me as I pressed down on the button, causing me to roll to the edge of the bed and as she tried once more in vain to grab the remote from me. It was too late, the "Thank you for your purchase" message already appearing on screen as the weight of her body pressed against me, causing me to lose my grip on the bed and fall off the side, but not before grabbing Natalie by her arm and pulling her halfway there with me.

I landed on my side, the remote in one hand beneath me and Natalie's stretched sweater in the other, pulled down over her shoulder as I clung to it for dear life, rolling onto my stomach to look up at the screen.

The movie had started already, and we both became transfixed on the screen now as we saw two women passionately kissing one another on screen as they felt each other's bodies. I pulled myself back up by the bed, releasing Natalie's sweater, though her shoulder remained bare.

Natalie, struggling to catch her breath, laughed at me between words. "Turn...it...off...Kiki,"

I grinned at Natalie as I stood up, diving back onto the bed and causing her to scoot over. "What's the matter Natalie, don't you want to watch?"

Natalie looked from the screen - the two women had now shed their clothes - and back at me.

"Kirsten, come on. That's silly!"

"Oh, it will be fun. We can laugh at the dialog!" I said. I had no intention of turning it off or stopping the movie, as the scene on screen was already starting to arouse me quite a bit.

Natalie sat up on the bed, crossing her legs indian style. "Fine fine, we'll watch it...but just for a little bit,"

Laying back down beside her, we both grew quiet as we watched the action on screen, me on my stomach and Natalie now finally settling back down on her own stomach, our legs just a few agonizing inches apart. Though I hadn't planned it this way, the game was now very much on in the task of seducing Natalie.

On screen, I finally began to pay attention to what was happening. There were two women, a brunette and a blonde, both with very large fake breasts, pressing against one another as they kissed. Both were naked and the brunette had her back to the camera. The blonde had her hands on the girl's supple, soft ass, squeezing her cheeks as she traced a finger up the girl's crack and down towards her pussy, where the camera could not follow.

Keywords: Invasion, Invid, 01, Ch.,