I check out of the Boneventure about ten in the morning to catch the noon flight to Phoenix, taking a cab to the airport, as the Detectives are busy setting up the hit for Friday. There's little traffic and it's a short flight to Phoenix so I arrive in the airport at one ten in the afternoon. I stop in the entrance, taking his prepaid phone card and calling the Loews.

"Hello, this is Barbara Ramsey", I say to the man on the other end of the line. "Is my room still there?"

"I'll check", the man says and there is a moment's silence. "Yes, no one took it", he says laughing.

"I finished my business and will be in tonight after nine. Is that all right?"

"We're here all night", he answers. "Thank you so much for holding the room and my things."

"No problem, it is our pleasure."

"Sure, and your money", I think, hanging up before exiting the airport and flagging a cab. I go to the Desert Spa Hotel and Golf Club, checking in as Rudolph Jenkens. I call the Phoenix Police and make an appointment for the next morning before I go to the DoorMan and ask if there is a package. There is and the man gives me a cardboard box and I go to my room, a nice private bungalow next to the third green. I place my laptop on the desk before he opens the box I had shipped before my trip to Los Angeles. Inside, folded nicely are Barbara's clothes.

I draw a hot bath and bathe slowly, not needing to shave as I had finished that pleasure the other night.

I dry and lie on the bed before putting on the blond wig. I sit at the dresser and put on my makeup, looking at Barbara in the mirror. Slipping on the stockings, panties, padded bra, the tight red mini skirt I stand in front of the mirror. I finish with a white blouse and red jacket before I go outside and sit in the patio for a few minutes. I want to make sure that a couple of the golfers see me so that they might think that Rudy has a guest for the evening. Then I walk to the front of the hotel and get a cab to the airport.

Paying cash for a round trip ticket I take the short flight back to LAX and get a cab to the Loews. I stop at the desk, apologizing for any inconvenience, before going to my room. The clothes and the shipping box are just as I had left them. The bed is made and a nice bouquet of flowers is on the dresser. Going to the window I look out over the pier, glancing down at the walkway from the hotel and along the beach. The elephant ride is running and there are a lot of people for a Thursday afternoon.

I remove my cloths, except for the panties, get the laptop and crawls into bed. I wipe some lipstick on the pillows and rub the sheet against my makeup. Logging into the New York server I quickly transfer to Dallas, linking through San Francisco, London and Memphis. Satisfied, I enter the chat room, locating Missy on the first try.

"Hello, my little one", I type. "Are you ready for your Sugar Daddy?"

"Yes! I'm waiting. I can't wait until tomorrow night. My step-dad is awful. Last night he made me do terrible things to my little brother. He just sat there a laughed as he watched. Then he made me play with his penis while my mother and little brother both watched. I was so embarrassed."

"You won't have to be with him for much longer. I have a flight at six and will be on the pier for you at nine. I can't wait."

"That sounds so good. I so much want to get out of this town. What's it like in Dallas?"

"A beautiful city but hot this time of year."

"Can I cum home with you?"

"I like that ... your choice of words. Do you want to cum with me?"

"More than anything, Daddy. I want to leave here with you."

"We'll see, tomorrow night. I got the picture you sent. You're really cute. I like little blondes", I say rubbing my erection through the silk undies. "I really love little girls."

"You'll like me then. I'm a real blond. My under hair is blond. My breasts are tiny but my nipples are hard."

"They will grow . I will help them. Massaging your breasts makes them larger."

"It makes my nipples stick out", Brenda types as she slaps Bill on the shoulder.

"You really got him hooked", Bill says, " ... now reel him in."

"Nice virgin nipples, except for my step-dad. But he doesn't count because he just uses them. I don't give them to him. I want to give myself to you, Sugar Daddy."

"And, I want to play with you, Missy. Do you like to play?"

"I like to ride the roller coaster. Are there coasters and carousels in Dallas?"

"The biggest and the best. I'll take you to all of them."

"Oh, Daddy, I can't wait."

I shut off the computer, leaning back into the pillows as I stroke myself. Smiling, knowing that the group in the surveillance room is searching for me, I wait a few minutes before turning the laptop back on and reconnecting following my previous path. I click into the chat room to find Missy waiting.

"Sorry", I type, " ... damn AOL. I get dumped all the time."

"I thought you left me", Brenda types, pushing Bill as she tells him that the Sugar Bastard is back.

"Never, Missy, Sugar Daddy will never leave you."

"You make me feel so safe. I want to feel safe with you."

"I feel fine, little one. Tomorrow we will be together. Now I have to pack."

"Thanks for cumming for me."

"I'll cum tomorrow."

I click off and disconnect the laptop. The undies are wet from my orgasm but I don't change the panties. Instead, I dress in the conservative dark gray suit, black heels and the blond wig.

I lock the room on the way out , hanging the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door as I go down the stairs and leave the hotel using the rear exit. I get a cab near the pier and go to America West Airlines at LAX. I pay cash for a round trip ticket to Phoenix, returning at six, Friday afternoon. The return flight is almost full with weekend traffic but I get my seating assignment.

Early the next morning I dress casually in long pants and a long sleeved colored shirt. I hit some golf balls at the hotel driving range after getting a tee off time Saturday at noon. After, I return to the room and get ready for my meeting with the Phoenix Vice. The phone rings and it is Leo.

"What's the problem", I ask after the brief introduction.

"Just wanted to call and tell you that I looked for a path. I couldn't find the back door. Either you are really good or I was mistaken."

"I am really good and you are mistaken. There is no sneaky stuff in the program. Personally, I don't care what you do with it as long as the system works the way it should. Does it work?"

"Slick as grease!", Leo adds. "We had the guy on yesterday and may make a bust as early as next week."

"Good", I answer. "Next week", I think, laughing to himself. "I don't need to be sneaky to know what they're doing." "How's the golf?"

"Haven't played. I'm meeting with the vice this afternoon and playing tomorrow. You coming over? I'll make reservations for you."

I can't. I have to work with your system."

"Don't fuck it up."

"I won't. It looks fine to me."

"That's great. Maybe I've been helpful.. Why don't you tell the Phoenix police that it works."

"I will, have them call me ... us!"

"Don't worry, I will. Right now I'm off to my meeting and a nice round of golf. Really, you should come over. This looks like a nice course."

"Would love to but I have to work this weekend."

"OK, maybe some other time, or we can play when I get back to LA. Monday I go home but I should see you in about ten days."

"Fine, we'll play then."

"We'll play", I say softly, hanging up the phone. "Un-trusting son-of-a-bitch", I whisper as I put on my coat and goes down to the lobby.

There is a Continental Breakfast with fresh squeezed orange juice, coffee and rolls. After a light snack I take a cab to the downtown station and meet with several local agents. We talk in a conference room and I am not offered the chance to see their system. They want to know about my service, program and details of the operation. I explain the printed material and suggest that they call the Los Angeles Police as I have just set up their program. I give them the private number for the surveillance room and the email addresses. The meeting is rather unproductive and I leave just after noon.

Barbara's flight isn't until six so I walk a couple of blocks to the movies and catches a show. Afterward I do some shopping, buying some toys for the kids and a nice portable CD for my wife. She likes to walk so I think that the music will make her jaunts more pleasant.

While in the store I go to the men's department and asks the young clerk to show me some wallets. After looking at several I pick one and put it in the box, being careful not to disturb the salesperson's fingerprints. I also buy a two-foot by four inch, round, cardboard shipping tube.

I then return to the hotel.