She will be tamed.

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Name: Max Booker
Age: 35
Height: 6.5” 200 lb.
Body type athletic
Hair black cut short
Eyes: blue
Special Agent

My boss was sitting behind his desk when I walked into his office and sat across from him. I was called in to be briefed on my new partner. He was telling me about Darla my new partner, and the problem he was having keeping her male partners. Apparently all her male partners would quit resign or ask to be transferred, and that was becoming a problem.

Darla is a great agent and she is one of the best at what she does and he didn’t want to fire her. He told me, and I was there to see if I could be her partner and see what the problem was, and try to fix it before he was forced from above to fire her.

He went on to tell me that none of his partner lasted more than a week or two, and none of them were willing to discuss it. I had travel that road before and he knew how to handle certain women, and though I had to meet her to assess my new partner I knew she was a hater of all men. I trained for that job and was transferred from another division specifically for this assignment.

Perhaps being an assassin to long will finally twist your way of thinking some time. I was told Marla was never seen with a man but she was not a lesbian, and that was confirmed by both men and women I talked to. I couldn’t wait to meet this hater of men.

We were all Government agents specialized in assassination. We would hunt down low life’s that would kidnap Government family members, than blackmail the family to obtain Government secrets for espionage.

When Marla walked into her boss office I didn’t expect what I saw. Darla was a beautiful woman, with Auburn hair that hanged down in a ponytail just below her neck, with light blue eyes and a body that said come and get it if you can. This job assignment was going to be fun I said mentally and assessed her for a moment while she stood there glaring at me. Obviously she had no idea who I was.
 
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Darla was pissed, as usual. Loosing yet another partner didn't bother her, they were all worthless. What pissed her off was being forced to come out of the field to meet with her boss. AGAIN. Likely to be paired with some new idiot.

She wished she could work alone. The rules against it were clearly made for people weaker than her. At 30 she was as fit as she ever had been. She could outrun every partner she had had and beat most of them, larger men, at hand to hand combat easily. Her looks opened doors for her that allowed her to work efficiently. She was also a completely cold blooded killer. When given a job she simply did not fail. EVER. There was no reason for a partner.

Stalking into her bosses office she entered without knocking and stood, arms crossed assessing the man who was with him. Her eyes narrowed, was this pretty boy her new partner? Couldn't be.

Looking at her boss she eased up her attitude just a bit, "Yes sir", her words were polite, but barely hid her unhappiness at being called to this meeting with whoever-that-guy-was. "Who the fuck is this idiot?"
 
Max had assessed her the moment she walks in and didn’t need any more time, she was your typical man heater Lesbian he had known in the past, although she was not a lesbian. The hate was written on her face and in her blue eyes, but the question was why she would hate all these men she had as partners.

He had no doubts that it was going to be easy, but then he loved the challenge and she was worth the problem he would have to go through even if he had to tie her down to do it. Her record as far as an agent goes was impeccable, and that meant he didn’t have to train her, she knew her job well and performed it flawlessly.

When her eyes came to rest on him he barely smiled, but he was sure she knew why she was here. Still that look in her eyes remained there, and maybe trying to stare him down witch didn’t happen.

“Yes Sir.” She said rather politely, after barging in without knocking. Her eyes said differently as she looks at Max, and then said something she shouldn’t have said. “Who the fuck is this idiot.”

“Darla that’s enough.” Said the Commander. That’s Max Booker and he is your new partner and your superior, and that means you take orders from him. I don’t want to hear any excuse from you, but to go and get ready for your new assignment, and Max will brief you on it.
 
Her eyes flashed in rage. Her superior? She smirked, she had yet to find anyone who was "her superior". If this Max guy thought he was going to be ordering her around he was sorely mistaken.

Eyeing him up and down she thought perhaps she underestimated him just a bit. She would give him a week before he gave in and quit. Maybe two weeks. But he'd ask for a transfer, just like every other of her partners had.

Grinding her teeth she nodded at their boss before turning to Max. "Fine, lets go do the briefing." She said it as if it was her idea, turning to leave the room. Glancing over her shoulder, "Coming Max?" she said in an insulting tone before walking out.
 
The Chief handed him the envelope as he got up from the chair. He could the color on her face and she had to be steaming inside and he smiled. This didn’t help her to keep control of her temper. “Fine, let’s go to the briefing.” She said and turned to leave the room, than “Coming Max.” She said over her shoulder and sounded more like an insult then just bare words.

Max just smiled with cold eyes boring into hers and if she was good at reading eyes she would know what she had to look forward working with him.

Chief I think we have everything we need unless Darla has any question. I’m ready to get started, and actually can’t wait to get started. This will take a bit of planning and I’m sure Darla feels the same and wants to get started to. Right Darla? He said before she made it to the door.

He took his time when she went out and started looking what was in the envelope.
 
Max was rambling about some crap. Totally wasting time. She hated this chit chat shit.

"Yes, whatever, let's go." She left the office and started towards her desk, when she realized "Max her superior" probably didn't plan on having this meeting at her cubicle.

She stopped short and turned, glaring at him, "Where are we going to do this, Max" She said he name like it was bitter in her mouth. She just wanted to get in the field, but he was right, careful debriefing was vital.

Her love for the job started to kick in as she eyed the file. What adventure awaited in that envelope? She licked her lips in anticipation.
 
Max had enough patient for the both of them, but the mission came first and he better make sure she understood and to keep her personal feeling buttoned up for the time being. "Yes, whatever, let's go."

He looks at her and stops, and before he could start she asked. "Where are we going to do this, Max?"

He paid no mind to her under tone as he had already made his plan concerning her attitude, and he would wait till the time was right.

“Can do it right here if you want, I have everything we need right here in this envelope, but it would be best to do this when were on site where we are going in the morning.” He told her when she eyed the envelope he held in his hand.

I’ve seen them already and I know where this house is, you can look at them here if like. We have pictures of her and the boss man, schematics and floor plans and how many men he has with him.”

He hands her the envelope to look at everything.
 
He actually seemed very professional about this. Of course, all her partners did. At first.

He seemed a little different, he was not reacting at all to her attitude. The same one that usually left men uncomfortable and angry. He was ignoring it.

She flipped through the file, nodding, she knew the area, if not the house. It looked fairly straight forward.

Handing the file back to him she asked, "So we start in the morning then. Where do you want to meet, Max?"

Looking impatiently at her watch she tapped her foot lightly. As soon as Max named a time and a place she was out, wanting to get an hour or two in at the range and then make it to the onsite gym for her second workout of the day.
 
Max notice a little change for the better in her demeanor but said nothing. He waited till she looked at every piece of paper and the pictures. When she was done looking at everything she handed them back to him.

"So we start in the morning then. Where do you want to meet, Max?" She asked and this time it was just a question in a normal tone.

He saw her looking at the time and he could see she was in some kind hurry he thought, and he didn’t want to delay her.

“I live close by here, so we can meet right here, it’s as good a place as any other.” And you can leave your car or bike in the staff parking lot.”
 
Darla nodded, she also lived close and it wouldn't do to be running around with two cars.

"Fine, is 8 good?" She was ready to be done with this. "I'm going to go work at the range for a bit."

She frowned, why on earth did she just give him an explanation. Well, whatever, everyone had to practice. She was tense. Meeting Max was annoying. Shooting things would help. It always did.
 
"Fine, is 8 good?" She asked. He nodded his head. “Yes 8 is good.” He replied he wondered why she was in such a hurry.

"I'm going to go work at the range for a bit." She said a moment later. I guess it wouldn’t hurt he said as she began to walk away. He couldn’t help noticing her firm gorgeous ass swaying with the motion of her walk, and if he didn’t see it firsthand. He could swear she was dancing to some sexy music.

He smiled to himself thinking of her on her back while he drove into her till she yelled from a mind blowing orgasm. He knew the time would come soon, he could read it in her behavior that it would cure her problem once and for all.
 
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As always the range helped calm her. After a quick three mile run on the treadmill a the gym she was finally relaxed.

Under the hot spray of the shower she thought about her new partner. He was attractive, not that it mattered, but it was a bit distracting. She soaped her hair, thinking about how long it had been sense she had been with a man. Darla was well aware of the whispers about her, speculation as to her sexuality.

Honestly she wanted to be with a man but all the ones she knew were weak. Some seemed strong, but their personalities belied an insecurity deep inside. They acted cocky and confident, but it was a front. Eventually she gave up. All men were weak.

Rinsing her hair she thought again about trying to muster up an attraction for women but there was nothing there. A shame really, she knew a few women who were anything but weak.

Back at home she masturbated and had an unsatisfying orgasm, pretty typical. Valere refused to admit Max's face keep creeping into her mind as she came.

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She got to the office at 8:00 on the dot the next morning, having already done her morning run and showered. She hoped Max would not be late, somehow sure he would be on time.
 
Max loaded his custom made AVD the night before so he didn’t have to do it in the morning. He got up at four am and took a fast shower, shaved then got dressed in regular bush clothes special made booths to house his gun. He checked his special hand gun that held two extra bullets and put it inside the boot, he pulls down the pants leg and no one could tell he had a gun inside.

With everything already in the AVD he looked at the time and locked his place. He opens a special panel on the wall that opened into the garage and got into his four wheeler and the garage door opened. He started and drove out, the garage door closed as he drove away.

On the way he thought about Marla and the problem she was causing, and he thought it would be a good place to start her training. Thinking some more he just couldn’t believe she was cold bitch like the men pictured her to him.
But then no one really know who’s telling the truth, too bad he thought, she sure is great looking woman.

Max arrived two minutes early and saw Marla was there waiting, he smiled and opens the back door for her gear and while she walked to the front to get in the door closed.

“Good morning Darla, got a good workout yesterday.” He asked smiling at her.
 
Darla eyed AVD with more interest than she had given him. Now this was attractive. Her own backup gear was in two black gym bags.

Her outfit consisted of a black shirt, and jacket, gun in the small of her back in a special made holster. A second gun on her left hip for cross body draw. After struggling with pants and working around them for a while she had switched to a black skirt, hiding a thigh holster on each thigh with 7 inch blades fitted smoothly against her legs. Her right boot hid a third blade taped to her calf. Her calves were on the larger side, from all her working out, so she had a hard time finding a holster that fit her well and still fit under the boots. Tape worked just as well. Honesty, if she went through all her bullets and the other two blades... well the ankle blade had never been used, it was more for the comfort of knowing it was there.

No looking at him as she dropped her gear in his vehicle she responded, "Great, we ready to do this, Max?" She fought not to roll her eyes. He may buy great gear but that didn't make him any less worthless. The question was, could he use it?
 
"Great, we ready to do this, Max?"

She asked, and for some reason her reply had a sultry tone to it. Looks like her attitude started early. I guess we’ll have to make sure it gets better later on. He said to himself.

Max headed towards the freeway as they had at least 100 miles of highway driving first, and then take the exit that said four wheel drive only. The road would take them into the hills and above where the house was, and from there they could see what went on below, but they couldn’t be seen from the house.

Max had memorized the map and the layout of the house, so they could setup camp on the top of the hill and put up their tent seen that it couldn’t be seen from below.

“I’ve memorized the layout of the house, but we’ll need to find out in what room they’re keeping her, before we can make plans on how to rescue her. The envelope it’s in the glove compartment if you want to refresh your memory.” He told her.
 
He really did seem like he had this assignment under control. She reluctantly admitted to herself that he might not be a bad agent. At least at this part, she'd judge him when they got on the scene.

Of course it wouldn't be any good to let him know she was impressed. She took the file out of the glove compartment.

"Are you bragging about being prepared for our assignment?" She asked in annoyance as she opened file and read through it again.

In honesty she realized as soon as she stalked off last night that she should have asked for a copy. She hated going in blind and usually had layouts and such memorized as well.
 
Yes Darla was at her best pain in the ass, and like the men told him he now started to believe everything they told him. He saw her open the glove compartment then pulling the envelope out, then began to go over everything

He had already decided how to take care of her attitude, they were going to be there camping for a few days at least, and would give him plenty of time to work on her.

"Are you bragging about being prepared for our assignment?" she said and the poison dart in her voice was on his way again.

No, not at all. I thought you might want to, seen that you just glanced at everything and didn’t even asked for a copy that’s all.

He had a mind to start on her right away after they got everything setup, so that once he got here straighten out they could get to work.
 
She bristled, "I knew we would have plenty of time to review it." she snapped back.

This is why she wished she could work alone. He was a distraction.

She looked at the photo of the girl they were going to rescue, she looked so confident in the picture. How had this woman allowed herself to be kidnapped and put in this situation. Darla shook her head in disgust.

The target looked average. Dark hair, slightly muscular build, short. Typical bad guy. Nothing special about the case as far as she could see.
 
"I knew we would have plenty of time to review it." she snapped back.

Oh! Yea sure she knew it, who does she think she’s fooling. He said to himself. Still she was studying everything now.

Max saw the lake that they were supposed to drive by, and that meant they would be there in a few more minutes.

“We’re just about there now, it should be just over the hill. Well set up camp and maybe put the tent up in case we need it, and we can keep all the gear in there at the same time in case it rains.”
 
She fell into the job, almost forgetting to hate him.

"That sounds good, how familiar are you with this area?" She only had a passing knowledge of it. Looking at the file again she couldn't figure out how he had already chosen a spot to set up. It was almost as if she were missing a page of information here. Was he really this good?

Frowning at the file she waited for his answer.
 
He noticed she was paying attention to the task at hand, and he didn’t say anything.

"That sounds good, how familiar are you with this area?" She asked and was rather surprised she did ask.

“To be honest I don’t know the whole area. I just looked at the map then did a little checking on the net to look up the area. The rest was easy, not much to it really.” He told her as they just got on top where they would be camping.

“Here we are. He said and stops a little farther away were there was enough room to turn the 4 wheeler around in on hurry if he had to. He got and walked just far enough to see the top of the house, then got down low to look over the side but enough to be seen from below.

“We’re setting up camp here, there’s enough room for the sleeping bags and the tent if we need it.
 
She sighed, actually thinking he had some special knowledge of the area for a moment was a mistake.

She scanned their surroundings herself, not willing to take his word for it. It wasn't bad, but without waking around a bit how could they know it was the best spot? "We should scout other locations. Your precious internet research can't compare to real ground work." She said with annoyance as she looked around.
 
He noticed her scanning the area but didn’t ask why, there was no reason to. She should know how the area looked in case they needed to escape in a hurry.

"We should scout other locations. Your precious internet research can't compare to real ground work." She told him. He looks at her for a moment wondering where that came from.

“Actually if you look carefully the location of the house, from this position we can see who’s coming and who’s going, and we can see every window and door. From another position we would be blocked by the tall threes and we couldn’t see the front of the house.”

“You’re welcome to scout the whole area if you’re up to it.” He told her.
 
Her scan confirmed what he said, which just pissed her off more.

"Well someone should." She replied to his offer to scout.

Now she was really pissed, it was clear that he was right, apparently his research skills were just fine. If she didn't scout now though she would have to admit that, highly unlikely.

"I'll scout, you set up camp." She said in a commanding tone, staking off into the trees before he could answer.

It only took a few minutes to confirm that this was a great spot. She eyed the house, thinking about the job. Her finger itched for action.
A clean job was always best, but if she was honest Darla had to admit she liked them dirty. The danger and fear brought out the best in her. Absolute perfection was if the target was good enough to almost get the upper hand on her. Then watching their realization as she turned the tables on them. The moment when they knew it was over, she lived for it. Of course, if she admitted all this at the office she would likely loose her job. So she kept it to herself.

Not able to even pretend to be scouting she returned to their site, "You done with setup?" she asked in her bitchiest tone.
 
"Well someone should." She replied back, and unless he was mistaking, it sounded like she was pissed off. He smiled to himself and paid no mind to her.

“I’ll scout, you set up camp.” She told him as if she was giving him an order, but it didn’t bother him, but her time was getting short. He heard her foot steps and then they faded away as she walked away into the threes.

He checked all their equipment to make sure they worked ok, than went to look down at the house to see if there was any activities, but all was quiet and the sun had gone down. He was laying down on his sleeping bag when she got back.

“You done with setup.” She said in a bitchy voice, and he knew she didn’t find a better position to camp.

Look there is no point doing anything now, it’s getting a little dark, why don’t you come over here and we could play around for a while.” He told her in jest, but he was sure it would piss her off, and she would come back with some remark.
 
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