It's about Time
Chapter 2
Kate didn't think her voice was all that good. She had certainly heard better, but it was more than good enough for this job. And it helped her to accomplish her primary job.
So there she was singing one of her favorite songs. It helped that her voice sounded so much better when she put herself into the song.
My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance
A moment of bliss we spent
Our hearts were filled with a song of romance
As into the night we went
And sang to our hearts' content
The song is ended
But the melody lingers on
You and the song are gone
But the melody lingers on
The night was splendid
And the melody seemed to say
"summer will pass away
Take your happiness while you may"
There 'neath the light of the moon
We sang a love song that ended too soon
The moon descended
And I found with the break of dawn
You and the song had gone
But the melody lingers on
She was surrounded by military men, all waiting to go off to die, or to go home for a short time before going back to die. She held onto the microphone and stared into the eyes of one of them while she sang. According to his rank insignia he was a nice juicy colonel.
She spent the next two songs singing directly to him and watched as he stared right back at her. Yeah, she had him hooked. Now all she had to do was get him into her room and then maybe somewhere else.
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It was time to go home and Kate was in the back. It was a tiny little room. Just big enough for her to change in since she was one of the very few women that looked the way she did. Her looks got her her own room instead of being crowded in with all the other women.
A knock sounded on her door and she got up to open it. She didn't even try to hide her smile. It was her colonel. He'd taken the bait and now there he was. With just a little work he would take her to his place since her place was a real dive.
"Hi," Kate purred at him and stood in the door.
"I came to tell you that I love your singing." He was apparently a little shy and that worked in her favor.
"Why thank you. …Is that all you love about me?" She hadn't yet changed so she was still in her outfit for this job.
"Oh, no. You're amazingly lovely." He also loved that she was tall; she was even wearing flats and she was still tall.
Kate gave him her best fake smile. "Why thank you, sir."
"Can I talk you into having a drink somewhere?" He would like to talk her into a whole lot more, but he needed to start somewhere.
"A drink with a handsome military man? How could I resist. …Just give me a minute to change and I'll be right with you." Kate gently closed the door in his face and quickly changed. In this case she didn't close some of her buttons. She didn't have the largest breasts but she had learned long ago that if she just gave a man a hint of them, that was where his eyes went. Even if he couldn't see a thing. She'd learned that even the hint of breasts, no matter how big had power over men.
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It was a little cold so even after they got to the bar she kept her coat on but left it open so he could see her.
There was also one more thing that made her perfect for this job. She could drink most men under the table and her colonel was no different. It took her almost three hours and she had to tease him a little at first until she soon learned something.
Another thing that made her the best choice for this particular endeavor was that she was good at reading people, mostly men. This one didn't want some sweet thing to coo at him all day. He wanted to be ordered around and with enough alcohol in him, it took almost nothing at all for her to be in the passenger seat as he drove back to base.
The guard took one look at her and didn't even ask either of them a question. He waved them through.
"Oops, should have turned left." He was drunk and had made a wrong turn. Kate simply smiled at him and watched him almost crash before slamming on the brakes.
She had to help him inside and watched as he tied a sock to the door handle then closed the door. "Don't want my roommate walking in on us," he explained. Kate nodded her silent agreement. Having his roommate walking in on them would indeed be bad.
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It was incredibly easy for her. He made it really easy for her. She had stripped to her bra and panties while he was totally naked, hands tied behind his back, down on his knees.
Lucky for her he had just the right prop. It wasn't perfect but it would do for the short term.
"Have you been a bad boy?" Kate used her prop to slap him slightly and he sucked in a breath. "You've been a very naughty boy who needs to be punished, haven't you?" She slapped him even harder which got him to hiss from the pain.
"Yes, I've been very bad and need to be punished," he quickly agreed and tried to twist his head around so he could see her barely dressed body.
She slapped him a little harder. "Who said you could move, bad boy?" She heard him hiss again.
Kate dropped the prop and stepped in behind him. "You've been a really bad boy." She leaned down and wrapped her arms around his head. "You have plans to kill Germans," she stated and felt him stiffen. He now knew that he was in trouble. However, it was already too late.
She used her leverage and her strength and snapped his neck then let his dead body fall and hit the floor. "You were a really bad boy."
Kate didn't even bother to get dressed first. There was a sock on the door to keep the roommate out so she started searching the entire room. Everything that she even thought for a moment was worth something went into a pillowcase. It was very kind of him to provide what she needed.
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With pillowcase in hand and her clothes back on, she went over to the dead body. "Nothing personal." Then she went over to his clothes and pulled out his wallet and car keys. Since she was already on the base she decided to press her luck and look for something more. Her little colonel might not have all that much.
It took some driving but she finally found something that might get her something that her colonel didn't have. Not that she'd looked at all the papers she had gathered from him yet.
Kate parked the car on the side and left the keys inside the car. She also left her pillowcase in the car and headed for the front door. Finding it locked wasn't normally a problem for her, but she hadn't brought her tools with her this time. So after making sure that no one was watching she began moving stealthily from window to window until she finally found one that wasn't locked.
Now she had to find something to climb up onto to get through the window. Once inside she shut the window behind her. It was a nice-looking place. Maybe a little too much leather for her taste, but still nice. Looking around also told her that there wasn't a single female touch in the place. He was definitely a bachelor.
She felt herself lucky that she had been given the time to search the entire place. She easily found the locked filing cabinet, albeit a small one. Thanks to not bringing any tools to unlock it with it had to stay locked. She also found the floor safe. "Not very creative, these Americans."
Problem was she either needed her tools or the combination so she was forced to abandon it for now. He had some food in the kitchen so she helped herself and began cooking. She even found some whiskey. "Naturally." Whiskey wasn't her favorite but annoyingly, it was all he had.
She had just finished eating when she heard a car. She raced to look out of a window and saw him exiting his car. He was older but not that old, so her plan for when he showed up might still work.
She killed the light in the kitchen and turned on the one in his bedroom. She needed to be ready for him so she quickly stripped off everything she was wearing and folded her clothes and placed them on a nearby chair. She was counting on the fact that if a hint of her breasts could get the younger ones, all of her could get the older ones. Then she ran to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and ran back to the bedroom where she hid the knife on the lower end of the bed then proceeded to turn down the bed.
She heard the outer door close so she moved to the bedroom door and leaned against it. "It's about time you showed up." Kate smiled at him sultrily and saw the emotions roll across his face. He was first shocked to find her or anyone there. He liked what he was seeing. Then he became concerned. "Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" Kate answered and began walking toward him. She noticed easily that he started out looking at her core and now his eyes were on her breasts. "I've been waiting for you. You're late. …They didn't tell me that you were this fit." She ran her hands over his chest.
"Too many clothes," she murmured and worked on getting them off of him.
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Kate hadn't really thought about going this far with him. It was just that he had been a really good boy and had eaten her pussy without complaint. She'd even had an actual orgasm for the first time in what felt like months. He also had a really nice cock for an older man.
Right now she was on top with him buried deep inside her. Having a man inside her had also been a while so it felt really good. She'd had to place his hands on her breasts so that placed a couple of marks against him. She was betting that when he was younger he might have actually been a hunk. If he was even a bit German she might actually be with him and want to keep him.
She was close to her next orgasm, really close. She leaned well back and used her muscles to keep from falling on her back. This position with him inside her was just what she needed as she climaxed. As she did she reached blindly for the knife that she had hidden earlier. Her orgasm caused her to miss it the first couple of times. Then she finally found it and wrapped her fingers around it.
Kate sat up quickly, leaned down to him just as quickly, and placed her knife at his neck. "Scream and you die." She actually pressed the blade just deep enough to draw blood. Based on the look on his face it had hurt. It had her smiling. He wasn't used to being hurt. He had been out of combat too long to remember the pain.
"What do you want?" he managed to whisper.
"A few things, actually. First I want your softening cock out from inside me. I will not give birth to a stinking half-American child. I would kill it first," Kate said scornfully as his now soft cock slipped out of her.
"German." She didn't even have an accent.
She corrected him. "Technically I'm American, born to two Americans. Raised in Germany, my home country. Now, the other two things: where's the key to the filing cabinet and what's the combination to your floor safe?"
"I will not tell you." What he had in that safe should never fall into German hands.
"OH, I think you will. You might be old and too old for children but I'm sure you want to keep your cock. Unless you want to sit on the toilet and pee out of a tiny hole like women do." Kate pressed her knife further into his throat to enforce her point and drew still more blood.
When he started to struggle she sliced his neck so badly that had him raising a hand to his neck only to have his hand severely slashed by her knife.
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He was now still naked and sitting in a chair while he bled out slowly from the knife wounds to his wrists. He was also bound to that same chair by the cords from his window blinds.
Kate was still naked and was spinning the dial to the proper combination that he had finally provided her. Pulling it open it had her smiling. It meant she didn't have to throw ice water at him to wake him up and work on him again for the combination.
Inside she found a pair of folders that were stamped TOP SECRET along with a little money and a weapon. She pulled it out and looked it over. "Bet you thought you were going to be the one to open the safe and surprise me." She was way too smart for that shit.
She didn't need to see inside the files. Having them stamped TOP SECRET was more than enough for her. She had some money she could use and even had a weapon she might need.
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Now dressed with her find in hand, she started slapping him awake. "Thank you for the files. You were a good boy. And thank you for the sex. I'll bet when you were younger you were actually a pretty good fuck, but those days are over. …Enjoy your death, you only die once. You should relish death since you order it all at the time." Kate left him and went in search of his pants.
Now she had a choice. His car or the colonel's car? Since he was a higher rank she chose his car and left the colonel's car where it was.
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It was very dark and the base just didn't have that many lights. As a result she got lost trying to get off the base. She had to backtrack and use a different road. Finally when she saw a number of lights she did her best to drive right at them. Even if it meant driving across grass and ignoring the road itself.
Finally she had reached it and found it barred by a very simple barrier. There were three guards with only one inside his little building. Instead of driving right through it she chose to talk her way off the base.
"Hi, late night trip," Kate told him and saw the soldier inside the guardhouse answer the phone. When she saw him look her way she put it in gear, pushed the pedal to the floor, and plowed through their little barrier.
What followed her was a number of rounds from his handgun. It did manage to shatter her rear window with a bang. A quick look in her mirror showed that two of them had her car lined up and kept on firing.
That was when her right shoulder suddenly felt like it was on fire. Using her left hand to touch the area she found it was slick and wet with blood. She'd been hit which wasn't good. Now she was going to need medical attention which presented her with a whole new problem. First, though, she needed to get far enough away to dump this car and find another one.
Another look in her mirror showed her two sets of lights a ways behind her. They were just headlights but the best place for them to have come from was the base. "MPs" She wasn't getting away clean from this one. She didn't know for sure but it didn't pay to make a mistake.
She turned the wheel hard and cried out from the pain in her shoulder. It took muscles to turn the wheel and her shoulder was killing her. Another turn and more pain; then she saw something that might help her. It was a nice-sized bus, like a school bus. It was even headed her way. She tromped down hard on the accelerator and lurched forward.
Boy Scout Troop #16
She stopped reading at Boy Scouts. Just what she needed. The bus outweighed her but if she hit it just right and wagered on the driver not being anything special, it just might work.
She saw a car coming the other direction and tried to plan it perfectly. She spun the wheel which caused more pain, hitting the right front of the bus. As she had planned, the stupid driver yanked on his wheel to avoid her and plowed headlong into the car coming the other direction.
Looking into her mirror she saw a really nice crash that almost blocked the road. The sight of it made her smile as she kept driving. Then suddenly her left front wheel came off and she lost control, slamming into a tree. She had unintentionally damaged her own car when she hit the bus.
Her head hit the steering wheel and when her vision cleared she reached for her head with a shaking hand that came back with fresh blood on it. GREAT! Now she had yet another injury to deal with. First she had to get out of the car. Except that the damn driver's door refused to open for her. When she tried to move she realized that she couldn't. Which only pissed her off even more. It took a moment to figure out that it was her lap belt was holding her in place. Removing it allowed her to climb into the back seat and then work at crawling out the back broken window.
Headlights told her someone was coming. She had only just gotten her feet on the ground when someone yelled at her. Her response was to aim at them with the general's weapon, fire at the silhouette, then turn to run.
She'd only taken three steps when her pain intensified exponentially. She hadn't even heard the sound of the three shots, two of which had hit her. She barely noticed that she was lying on her stomach on the ground.
She did hear voices and when someone kicked her she didn't move, biting her lip to hide the pain. When someone rolled her over she fired. But she missed literally everything. Unless you count the ground when the round came back down to earth.
This time she did hear two rounds being fired immediately after. A nanosecond later her world went dark.
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In her wake of destruction she left a dead colonel, a dead lieutenant general, one dead bus driver who had a wife and child, five injured Boy Scouts and an entire family dead in the car: a husband, wife, and son, aged five.
And that was just this episode. For a spy who supported the German government she'd left behind a lot of ruined and damaged lives and devastated families.