Alyssa mentally sighed when he had a little tantrum about her stealing â€œKey.â€ She was not really going to steal the car; she did have common sense and valued her life. She was just really curious about how the thing worked and how many malfunctions that it had. She let him rant though but mostly ignored him since she honestly did not care. His Jeckle side grated on her nerves and she really preferred the other since that one tended to flirt with her. She also seemed to strike a chord with the Miss Blaunk comment, â€œRelax deceptive, I was only joking with you. Iâ€™d never use you as a bargaining chip. Youâ€™re too much fun when youâ€™re around.â€ She winked at him in another teasing manner but his Jeckle side was a bit persistent since his answer about the name he gave her was a little clipped but she did not pry. So that was now strike three, but he kept going by disagreeing with her plan. That was of course until she used her feminine wiles on him, â€˜Power of the breasts.â€™ She thought immaturely in her head with a soft mental laugh since he had agreed to her plan. He had said he did not trust her but now would trust her a little, but really he had nothing to worry about. She knew when she had a good resource and she really had to get that painting back. Returning it was not the option at all unless she wanted to get herself killedâ€¦ For now though she did not want to think upon a grave mistake she made by taking this job.<br/><br/>Now she was walking down the hall with the gun supplier with a vile of perfume in her hand which she was not confused by. She had not dropped perfume since she naturally smelled like peaches from years of body wash, shampoo, and conditioner that all smelled like peaches. So that meant this little baby had a trick in it and so she smiled though to the man it looked like she was flirting with him. His hand slid down smoothly to her lower back which reminder her of what Markelos had done earlier and that sizzling kiss. She knew they had been playing a role but dam did that kiss not leave her feeling a little ache between her legs, â€˜Man knew how to kiss. I wonder how he is inâ€¦ No. No. No, do not go there Alyssa! Keep this business only or he will surely chew you up and spit you outâ€¦. Put you might enjoy the chewingâ€¦â€™ â€œâ€¦ do you say?â€ Alyssaâ€™s head snapped to the side and she made herself blush in fake embarrassment as she spoke in her heavy French accent, â€œIâ€™m so sorry monsieur. I barley caught a word you said.â€ She looked down coyly so that her long eyelashes cast shadows across her olive white cheeks and smiled sexily before she looked up for the full sexy effect, â€œYou have me so distracted. You are a handsome man and my husband has been not been paying much attention to me lately.â€ She purred as she stepped closer to him and did her best not to grimace at the awful scent of cigar smoke on him, and the rancid yellow of his teeth as he grinned down at her.<br/><br/>His hand moved to her hips and roughly pulled her into the length of his body, but worse was that he obviously had a boner. From the feel against her hip he was not very big either, what a disappointment, â€œThen allow me to give you what you need baby.â€ â€˜Ugh, baby? What a clichÃ©d term that she really hated when men called her that but she made herself let out a oft moan as he kissed her neck and rubbed himself against her hip, â€˜Gross little pig. Iâ€™ll enjoy this.â€™ She thought as she ran her hand down his chest and to the pathetic lump in his pants. The manâ€™s breathing quickened as he murmured for her to hurry up but instead she squeezed; hard. He went to shout in pain but she sprayed him in the face with the â€œperfumeâ€ and covered her mouth as she backed away. Tears streamed down the manâ€™s face as he slumped to the ground clutching his bruise/popped balls until he went unconscious, â€œThink Iâ€™ll keep this.â€ She mused as she looked the pretty little bottle over and sat in a chair to wait for Markelos after she had hog tired the gun merchant on the floor.