Rated: M for language and an active imagination. Not mine, not making any money. Apologies for a short chapter.
Operation Thaw
--Chapter 4--
On a private plane headed to Trenton.
As he sunk down, he paused for a moment to enjoy the soft caress of the buttery leather on his ass. It was the first time in weeks he wasn't frozen. Who would have thought he'd prefer the desert heat found in the Mideast? He took a few more moments to relax and kicked his legs out in front of him imagining a different soft caress on his ass. He pictured her curling up with him in the comfortable chair, sharing each others warmth, breathing in the warm vanilla scent in her hair. He imagined how she would tuck her face into his neck while she half turned into him pressing her breasts into his chest. He felt the heat spread down his abdomen visualizing her hardened nipples rub against him. His cock started to twitch as he dreamt of her lush ass in his lap pressed tightly against it.
A "Yo, boss" from Tank as he slumped into the adjacent chair snapped him from his reverie. They had completed one mission but it spawned a new one that forced them to stay in the frozen wonderland a bit longer. It ended up there was a reason their target had headed to Russia. Not only was it home to him, but it turned out he was diversifying. His partners in Russia dealt flesh, not arms. After obtaining as much info as possible from their target and the Heat that followed him, they had eliminated the Heat. Their target took that as a sign of good faith and produced more information than they expected on the flesh trading. In the end, he was eliminated as well but not before helping them become firmly ensconced as business partners in the new trade. Ram spoken fluent Russian and fit the part well, so he stayed behind with some contracted help to continue to infiltrate the organization in Russia.
Tank opened a file and handed it to Ranger. It clearly showed that Vladimir Popov had infiltrated a perfectly legitimate dating service, Exclusive Services based in New York, with members of his own team and they were smuggling in women for unsuspecting, lonely men. Some of the women had been kidnapped. Others had been sold to Vladimir to pay debts: bribes, loans, gambling. A very few were actually willing participants trying to flee the clutches of Russia for the modern Western world. As far as they could tell the men who dated, and frequently married, these women had no idea their entire background stories were made up.
With Ram as the facilitator in Russia, they would infiltrate Exclusive Services, determine who was involved and bring all the needed evidence to the Russian and American governments.
"Marc Pardo?" Tank questioned.
"Marc Pardo." He confirmed.
Word count: 465 (excludes title, disclaimer, etc.)