TracerBulletBilly: Princess Marathon Surprise

A lit cigarette flares in a dark, quiet office. The muted exhalation of smoke ... The serene room is jarred by a jangling phone.

"Princess??!! Who? What do you want? I told you never, ever to call here! EVER! I don't care! Yeah, I'll let her know if I see her. Sheesh!"

The phone slams down. The hushed smoking continues. The darkness is broken by a sliver of light, a nervous Friday peers in, "Who was it Tracer?"

"Your mom"

"Mom?! What did she want?!!"

"Fuck if I know, somebody died. I got rid of her don't worry about it."

"Who? Who died?"

"Like I was listening ... it was hard to understand her through the blubbering, what a crybaby!"

Once again the office is jarred by the ringing of the phone.

"Twice in one day, that's got to be some sort of record. I'll get it. Princess??!! Oh, it's you. Uh huh, go on ... yeah I got it. Friday! Get in here, we got a case."

Tears running down her cheeks, Friday sullenly enters the room.

"Oh, I see mom passed on the crybaby gene."

"Well I'm worried Tracer ..."

"Uh huh"

"Can I call and find out ..."

Tracer's glare and the fact he's quietly loading a Staple Gun of Stupidity silence the question.

"Look reports are flooding in about this upcoming marathon (17 Feb 07) and that our Princess is giving out prezzies on certain calls. One was from that check kiter 'jem' and we're going to have to talk to her and anyone else who might know something.

It has to do with this weird thing called 'Mardi Gras' and boobs and beads. Hell I don't understand it. What I know is that if you do a twenty minute call with Princess you get to see Her 'Glamorous Globes of Desire' - Her 'Tantalizing Tits of Concupiscence' - Her 'Beautiful Bouncing Boobies of Wonder' - Her 'Powerfully Pert Orbs of ...

Hey! Maybe She'll show us Her Perfectly Profound Pussy of Passion!!!"

"Tracer! There will be no pictures of Her Perfectly Profound Pussy of Passion"

"Her Amorous Anus of Avidity?"

"Tracer! There will be no pictures of Her Amorous Anus of Avidity!"

"But we get to see Her Tantalizing Ta-Tas of Libidinousness?"

"Yesss"

"Stop that!"

"Good Tracer ... Good pe OW!!!"

"Cut it out! Anyway you get the point. But the hour call, well apparently She does this 'special' MP3. Now we know that all of Her MP3s are special but word on the street is this one is extra special and I want to find out what it is!"

"Can't you just wait until She announces it?"

"sigh Yes but what sort of dick would that make me? Nope we're going to roust the chatroom. Shakedown the usual suspects and get to the bottom of this. The Mistresses probably know something ... we'll interrogate MsTara. She's some sort of ring leader. She's been avoiding me of late, I think She's a little intimidated by me ... I can understand that."

"Oh yeah Tracer, the last time we interviewed Her, it went sooo well!"

"Let's roll!"