Behind Enemy Lines

[Ragingbull]

It's WW II. The big one. Joe Kaminski, a 21 year old fighter pilot, was shot down in France. He has managed to evade the enemy so far. A farmhouse could be seen through the woods and across a field. Maybe he could hide out in the barn, find some food. After dark he moved silently across the countryside. He slipped into the barn. His body wracked with pain, he was exhausted. In the hayloft he curled in the corner. Awakened by voices, he panicked. It was daylight. Someone was coming up the ladder. He pulled out his gun. She saw him and froze. She was beautiful. Blue eyes and blond hair. Dressed like a farmer in overalls. He puts his fingers to his lips. She looks around, then smiled. White teeth showed through her full lips. “American?” she asked in a strong French accent.

IC: Joe K is from Iowa. Grew up on a farm and enlisted. Went to flight school. He’s 5’10” and 170#s. He has boyish good looks. A bit of a daredevil. Dark hair and blue eyes. Turns out he is at a farm with three sisters aged 18, 20 and 21. Their mother is only 38 and as beautiful as the girls. There is an older brother and a father. The father is friendly with the Nazi’s so they’ll leave his family alone. There are cousins, Nazi’s, you name it. Any takers?

 

[Marian]

Sure.

 

[TexasAngel28]

Tessa DeBrebon

OOC:
Tessa DeBrebon is 18 years old and the youngest of three sisters. She has dark blond hair, bright blue eyes and cream colored skin like that of a porceline doll. Her voice is soft with a touch of French accent to it. She's about 5'4.


IC:


"American?" I asked quietly. The man lowered his finger from his mouth and nodded slowly. I smiled at him, hoping he would not be afraid of me as I came closer. "You are hurt, yes? You need help? My Papa he help you. I can get him if you like?"

 

[Ragingbull]

Joe

I must have died and gone to heaven. An angel appeared before me. I pinched myself. Not dreaming. Not dead.... "You are hurt, yes? You need help? My Papa he help you. I can get him if you like?"...... She spoke english. A little broken, but with an accent that just enhanced the sexual enegy she radiated. "No please... I mean yes. hurt. I'm hurt. But don't get your father... papa." I tried to stand but the pain in my legs and arms wasexcruciating. I sat up and smiled at her. "I am Joe. What is your name?"

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Colonel Thor von Hillersbach

OOC: Lets see if the Colonel will add to the story. Colonel Thor, although of aristocratic stock, joined the Nazi movement in the mid-1930s. Colonel Thor rose rapidly, and now commands a battalion of Tiger tanks. The Tigers mount the dreaded '88, the bane of Allied armor. Thor's headquarters is in a small wood near a French farmhouse. The colonel is about 6', trim, in his late 40's, with piercing blue eyes. In his menacing black SS uniform (trimmed with the silver runes of the SS), he looks like a Nazi recruiting poster. The Waffen SS tank battalion he commands is part of the 9th Panzer Division. The 9th is known throughout the German Army - both for its ferocity in battle and its ruthless approach to the enemy.

Thor's battalion is in reserve at the moment, awaiting a call to attempt, once again, to throw the hated Allies back into the English Channel.

 

[TexasAngel28]

Tessa

OOC: Should have known Thor would pick someone powerful and menacing to play


IC:

"I am Joe. What is your name?"



I smiled at the man and stepped closer to him. "I am Tessa DeBrebon. Are you sure you are okay? You stand, yes?" I watched him but he continued to sit there, so finally I had no choice but to sit down with him. "Pilot?" I asked him quietly. He nodded and again I smiled. "You are hungry? After Papa and Mama go to sleep I bring food to you, okay?"

 

[LipstickKitten]

Monique DeBrebon - the mother

Monique awoke to the chill in the air. It was quiet for a change. No airplanes overhead. No exploding bombs in the distance. Just the sound of birds in the air, the lowing of cattle, the call of the rooster.

She rose, fully nude, as that is how she slept, and surveyed her body. Her breasts were full, her stomach flat despite having given birth three times. Her ass was round though not plump. Her long legs slim, the calves well shaped. She ran her fingers through her thick blond hair, the color of light honey. Her green eyes gazed at the reflection in the broken mirror and nodded appreciation and acceptance.

After dressing, she woke the girls and set them to their chores. She didn't need to specify what they were. They'd been doing them so long, they knew the routine.

Bon! It is a good day to be alive.

She began preparing the morning's meal, meager but substantial. She hoped the chickens had laid eggs and that the cow was still giving milk. The air raids and distant bombs sometimes threw them off their routine.

The chill left the kitchen as she stoked the wood-burning stove, the girls scurrying to their tasks.

 

[Ragingbull]

Joe

OOC: Welcome all. Anyone else feel free to jump in.

IC: She sat next to me. She seemed friendly, almost to a fault. American girls wouldn't be so bold, not with a stranger. Well, maybe she just didn't know American men well enough. But I had to be cautious. This was enemy territory. The fewer people who knew I was here the better..... "Miss... uh, Tessa, food would be real nice. But don't tell anyone, please. Our secret, okay?".... I looked into her baby blue eyes, so accepting, so... sensual. She smelled fresh. I hadn't been near a woman in a long time. And never one like this. My body began to react. I licked my lips, looked away.... "I need a place to stay... to hide for a few days. I don't think it is safe here, but... could you help me? Please. If they find me, the Nazis, they'll kill me."

 

[Marian]

Malia DeBrebon

OOC: Malia is 20, the second eldest of the three sisters. She has light blond hair, alomst white, dark green eyes, 5'3", and has smooth creamy skin.

Malia woke up like every morning yawning wishing she didn't have to end her nice dreams. She got dressed and went to do her chores, first she checked to see if the chickens laid eggs.

"Oh good." she said as she saw they had laid eggs, and started to gather them.

 

[Ragingbull]

OOC: Glad to have you Marian.

 

[TexasAngel28]

I looked at him again and nodded, smiling once more, but then I remembered something Papa had told us the other day.
"There is Nazi people nearby. You have to stay in here. No coming out, yes? I bring you what you will need. We have carrier comes and goes every third day. You wish to send message to someone I take to him, yes?" I didn't give him a chance to answer as I heard Mama calling me to breakfast. I ran down the ladder and into the house. Before Mama returned to the kitchen, I took 2 of the soft boiled eggs and a loaf of bread and two oranges. I ran back out to the barn and up the ladder and presented the man with what I had for him....

 

[Ragingbull]

Joe

Hell, I couldn't stay here. I'd be caught for sure. Tessa went to get some food. I was famished. I scarfed it down like a hog in a truffle factory. She watched me, smiling the whole time.

"I'm sorry, Miss... Tessa. My manners. I'm eating like a pig. And I didn't offer to share."

She just continued to smile so I continued to eat until it was gone. I got a sudden pain in the side of my leg. I grabbed it, twisting onto my side and grimacing.

 

[papillon24]

Celine Duprey

OOC: Celine is a spy for the Nazi party who works with the Colonel Thor and his division. She is in her mid 20's and if French born. Joined the Nazi party in order to survive her life.

Stands about 5'7 with long dark hair and green eyes.

IC:

I was up early that morning to find the colonel sitting behind his desk doing paperwork.

"Sir, I heard that there was an air raid of some sort. Do, you want me to go out in the feild today?"

 

[Rubyfruit]

Isabella DeBrebon

OCC: The oldest of the Debrebon daughters, and the only brunette in the family. There was always talk about her mother having an affair with the dark and handsome neighbor down the street.

Isabella is 5'6" with straight dark hair down to the middle of her back. She has her father's dark blue eyes and her mother's milky white skin. With 32 D breasts and a full round ass, she had the figure of a pinup girl and never lacked for male attentions.

IC: Mother, that was a wonderful breakfast. It's such a joy when we have fresh eggs anymore. I think I'll go out to work in the garden now. It's such a beautiful day.

Isabella stretched as she got up from the table, thinking to herself that she was so happy to be back in summer clothes again. The thin summer dress was so comfortable and cool to garden in.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Colonel Thor

........as i flicked an imaginary speck of dust from my uniform, I contemplated the young woman standing in front of my desk. My headquarters was in a command vehicle that accompanied my armor battalion.

"Celene, you know the DeBrebon family. I had a report the other day that they were up to suspicious activity. While we are encamped here I will tolerate no Allied supporters. Sometime today, visit them and find out what you can."

I leaned back in my chair and thought, 'No one can trust a spy. I must tell the Gestapo in the village to keep a close eye on her.'

My thoughts turned to Germany, Das Vaterland, and home....it had been a long time since I had been with a woman...... Shaking myself, I turned to the ever present paperwork. An army does NOT march on its stomach, it marches on paperwork......

 

[LipstickKitten]

Monique DeBrebon - the mother

Monique cleared the dishes from the table. There had been food stuffs missing when she made breakfast. Their supplies were fast dwindling. She ran nervous fingers through her hair, eyeing the cupboards. She was grateful for the eggs the chickens had laid and the milk her cow had given but that wouldn't last. Fortunately the weather was good for the garden and with any luck they would have a bountiful harvest.

She washed and dried the dishes, setting the sweeping and laundry aside for the girls and went out to the garden. Picking up a basket at the door, she spoke with Isabella.

"I am going into the forest to gather mushrooms. I will not be gone long, perhaps an hour. See that the younger ones manage their chores. I have bread dough rising in the kitchen. Punch it down once or twice and we will have wonderful bread for supper."

Her oldest was her pride and joy, beautiful and, closest to her in age, her confidant. She knew the household would be in good hands as she went about her picking. Perhaps she could find some wild berries and make a pie.

Singing softly to herself, she approached the forest with a light step, her hair blowing in the breeze, her breasts bouncing under the fabric of her bodice, her shoulders enjoying the sun on the bare skin as the fabric slid down her arms.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Isabella DeBrebon

"Yes, Mère, I will make sure everything gets done before you return."

Isabella watched as her mother disappeared into the forest that surrounds their property. She marveled at how young and beautiful her mother still looked and hoped that she would fare the test of time as well.

Once Mère was out of sight, she turned her attention to the barn. Monique may have been able to hide her activities this morning from their mother, but sisters as close the DeBrebon girls can't hide anything from each other.

As Isabella entered the barn, she immediately felt the presence of another. She took her time looking through the gardening tools, all the while keeping a keen ear to any movement in the loft. She was sure there was somebody up there. But who?

She heard rustling in the hay, she was sure of it!

"Who's there?," Isabella called out. "I know somebody is here. Make yourself known or I will immediately call the authorities!"

 

[Ragingbull]

Joe

Another voice. Oh man, I was sure to get caught. I looked at Tessa. She kept on smiling, shrugged her shoulders and said "sister". What the hell, I thought. Maybe I could convince her I was okay, I could be trusted.... "Up here. It's okay. I... I'm American." Shoot, she probably doesn't speak english. The cramp in my leg passed. I stood slowly and tried walking. A little pained, but I was able to move. I looked down from the loft. Below me was one of the prettiest sights I had seen in a long long time. Her younger sister had the beauty of youthful innocence. This one was darker, more mature, more developed. A look of confidence in her eyes. She studied me for a few seconds, then smiled as if I had passed some kind of test.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Isabella

I knew I was right! My sweaty hands had a hard time holding on to the sharp spade behind my back, but I wasn't letting go of my weapon.

So many questions raced across my mind, that I had a hard time concentrating. Who was this handsome stranger? Why was my baby sister up there with him? Were they lovers?

I managed a weak smile as I said, "hello." I already don't trust him, I thought to myself.

 

[Ragingbull]

She was hesitant. I had to get her up here before someone could see. I put out my arms to show I was harmless.... "Please... come up. We can talk. I won't hurt you. Please." I stepped back to give her some space.

 

[Ragingbull]

I was obvious she wasn't going to come up.... "Okay, I'm coming down. Please stay." My aching body somehow got onto the ladder and I slowly made my way to the bottom. She stood back but didn't leave. I gave her my best puppydog smile. "I need help. Please."

 

[Rubyfruit]

Isabella

"Help with what?" I asked. Once he came down the stairs and stood before me I got a closer look and discovered he was an American soldier, most likely hurt, hungry and afraid.

My demeanor softened a bit, as I said "why are you here?"

The spade still firmly in grip, I let my eyes wonder over his body. I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants. Was my baby sister having fun with this enemy soldier? Dear God, please help us.

"Do you want us to get in trouble?" "Lose everything Papa has worked for?"

 

[Ragingbull]

Joe

"Please. I need a place to hide. Just for a few days. Someplace no one can find me. Not here. Not in the barn." I looked over towards the house.... "Maybe a room no one goes into or... I don't know. You must trust me. Please." I looked into her eyes. They seemed to soften. For the first time I noticed her body, the curves, the breasts. This woman exuded sexuality.

 

[Thor's Hammer]

Colonel Thor

"ACH.....scheisskopfs." I pushed the papers aside and fumed at the idiotic message I had just received from headquarters. The fools wanted me to fill out a form to account for two missing tanks. The inventory did not balance. The fucking Amis had killed them last week - the devils that flew their P-51's were so damned accurate. If only Rommel were here.........I let that thought die. Like any good German and member of the party, I obeyed orders without question. 'Befehl ist befehl,' orders are orders.

I pushed the rest of the paperwork to one side and stepped out of my headquarters vehicle and leaned against a tree at the edge of the wood. I looked about - my Panzers were well concealed from the damned Amerikaners.

When I turned, I saw a woman, strolling toward the wood. She was....perhaps 35 or 40, with a full, rounded figure. Her breasts moved - unrestrained - under the bodice of her dress. I felt a faint stirring... Two of my tankers had Schmeissers trained on her as she approached. I silently waved them to relax, although I loosened the flap holding my Luger.

I stepped to the edge of the wood, just inside the shadows, and waited.....wondering what she wanted. Perhaps she was a spy for the underground.....we would see.

 

[Rubyfruit]

Isabella

"Keep you in our house?" I asked, incredulously. How dare he! What about our farm? Our lives!

I couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants growing at the fire in my eyes. If nothing else, I can save my baby sister from this man.

"Give me one reason, soldier, to risk our lives to keep you safe."