Rocket1010
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Kristy Sines was the best spy for The Evolutionary Freedom Brigade (EFB), an organization that acted as an intermediary for deals between countries or interested organizations. It was her job to find out what the authorities knew about upcoming deals and stop their interference. And for her work she and her organization were handsomely paid.
Now in the shower, she thought about the Grant Organization's two spies in her dungeon. One was a man Paul Goings who took a long time to crack and tell her about a drug deal the CIA was tracking and the other was a redheaded woman, Angela Towns who took longer to crack about an arms deal. But in the end, she got the information she needed and sold it to her clients for a handsome cost. As she interrogated them, one thing both let slip was about a chemical shipment deal in the making. As hard as she tried, they didn't know anything about the specific details. They let it slip that an analysist was tracking that deal and that's all they knew.
Kristy stepped from the shower and smiled as she looked at water droplets dripping from her naked body. She paid a lot of attention to physical fitness and it has paid off, full firm breasts, taut stomach muscles, strong thighs, and sinewy but strong arms. In her line of work, one never knew what danger lay around every corner and being physically fit was a necessity.
As she rubbed the soft terry cloth towel across her breasts, she felt her nipples harden. As her fingers danced lightly over the taut nipples her eyes continued to gaze over her body, feeling a small shudder course through her. Toweling off her stomach and then each thigh before ending at the triangle between her thighs, she smiled at her shaved pussy lips, thinking about the last two agents sent by the Grant Agency who were now in cages.
Her thoughts lingered on the woman who resisted her sexual advances at first thinking Kristy wanted a long-term relationship. As they grew closer, Kristy was able to extract enough information about an arms shipment. Once she had that information, Kristy drugged her and put her into a cage for safe keeping. One never knew when a trade with the enemy might occur.
Starting to dress, she wondered who the Grant Agency would send to find out what happened to their agents. She knew they would, it was just a matter of time. Their last agent, Angela, had been silent for about two weeks, so it was inevitable the agency would be sending an agent to investigate.
Kristy stood at the window overlooking London's downtown thinking about Paul and Angela when she heard her phone chime. It was the familiar chime of her inside mole at Grant Agency. Would they have information about who her next victim would need to be interrogated?
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Christopher (Chris) Jackson looked at his girlfriend Kathryn Reed who was sitting next to him on the plane and smiled. He was happy Kathryn was able to get time off work from her job to accompany him on what he told her would be a holiday and business trip. He watched as she read a book assuming they were on holiday to England for some relaxation and sightseeing. What Chris didn't tell her was he was not the nerdy accountant but an analysis for Grant Corporation, a front for the CIA.
Chris had been sworn to secrecy years ago when he joined the organization as an accountant. After a few years of boring accounting, he was approached by the top brass to be more involved with what the company really did, spy on international terror organizations. These organizations, he was told, had a mission whose main purpose was to steal information about national security from any nation.
There was one organization, he was told, was the most dangerous, The Evolutionary Freedom Brigade (EFB). They promoted freedom of men's and women's rights but that was just a front. Their real mission was to cozy up to diplomats and politicians, gather data on critical national security issues and then sell the information to the highest bidder. They were by far the most elusive organization with very little information about their leaders and top spies.
The Grant Agency also protected the identity of their most trusted spies. But after two of their top spies mysteriously vanished in England, the top brass heard rumblings that there might be a mole in the organization. They were hoping to find out more and decided to send Chris on a fact-finding mission. During the day he would supposedly attend a conference and try to find out as much as he could about the Evolutionary Freedom Brigade. They also thought it would be a good idea that Chris should take his girlfriend, Kathryn. Their hope was they would look like a couple and avoid suspicion.
The plane was descending into Heathrow Airport and Chris leaned over to Kathryn and held her hand. "I think this is going to be a very interesting and fun trip. Are you looking forward to having some alone time with me Kathryn?
Now in the shower, she thought about the Grant Organization's two spies in her dungeon. One was a man Paul Goings who took a long time to crack and tell her about a drug deal the CIA was tracking and the other was a redheaded woman, Angela Towns who took longer to crack about an arms deal. But in the end, she got the information she needed and sold it to her clients for a handsome cost. As she interrogated them, one thing both let slip was about a chemical shipment deal in the making. As hard as she tried, they didn't know anything about the specific details. They let it slip that an analysist was tracking that deal and that's all they knew.
Kristy stepped from the shower and smiled as she looked at water droplets dripping from her naked body. She paid a lot of attention to physical fitness and it has paid off, full firm breasts, taut stomach muscles, strong thighs, and sinewy but strong arms. In her line of work, one never knew what danger lay around every corner and being physically fit was a necessity.
As she rubbed the soft terry cloth towel across her breasts, she felt her nipples harden. As her fingers danced lightly over the taut nipples her eyes continued to gaze over her body, feeling a small shudder course through her. Toweling off her stomach and then each thigh before ending at the triangle between her thighs, she smiled at her shaved pussy lips, thinking about the last two agents sent by the Grant Agency who were now in cages.
Her thoughts lingered on the woman who resisted her sexual advances at first thinking Kristy wanted a long-term relationship. As they grew closer, Kristy was able to extract enough information about an arms shipment. Once she had that information, Kristy drugged her and put her into a cage for safe keeping. One never knew when a trade with the enemy might occur.
Starting to dress, she wondered who the Grant Agency would send to find out what happened to their agents. She knew they would, it was just a matter of time. Their last agent, Angela, had been silent for about two weeks, so it was inevitable the agency would be sending an agent to investigate.
Kristy stood at the window overlooking London's downtown thinking about Paul and Angela when she heard her phone chime. It was the familiar chime of her inside mole at Grant Agency. Would they have information about who her next victim would need to be interrogated?
***********************************************************
Christopher (Chris) Jackson looked at his girlfriend Kathryn Reed who was sitting next to him on the plane and smiled. He was happy Kathryn was able to get time off work from her job to accompany him on what he told her would be a holiday and business trip. He watched as she read a book assuming they were on holiday to England for some relaxation and sightseeing. What Chris didn't tell her was he was not the nerdy accountant but an analysis for Grant Corporation, a front for the CIA.
Chris had been sworn to secrecy years ago when he joined the organization as an accountant. After a few years of boring accounting, he was approached by the top brass to be more involved with what the company really did, spy on international terror organizations. These organizations, he was told, had a mission whose main purpose was to steal information about national security from any nation.
There was one organization, he was told, was the most dangerous, The Evolutionary Freedom Brigade (EFB). They promoted freedom of men's and women's rights but that was just a front. Their real mission was to cozy up to diplomats and politicians, gather data on critical national security issues and then sell the information to the highest bidder. They were by far the most elusive organization with very little information about their leaders and top spies.
The Grant Agency also protected the identity of their most trusted spies. But after two of their top spies mysteriously vanished in England, the top brass heard rumblings that there might be a mole in the organization. They were hoping to find out more and decided to send Chris on a fact-finding mission. During the day he would supposedly attend a conference and try to find out as much as he could about the Evolutionary Freedom Brigade. They also thought it would be a good idea that Chris should take his girlfriend, Kathryn. Their hope was they would look like a couple and avoid suspicion.
The plane was descending into Heathrow Airport and Chris leaned over to Kathryn and held her hand. "I think this is going to be a very interesting and fun trip. Are you looking forward to having some alone time with me Kathryn?
