The inspiration for some of
the events in this chapter is the result
of a suggestion by a
reader. Thanks to Py for them and this
chapter is dedicated to him.
Chapter Three:
Her heels clicked across the lobby
in even measured tones as she made her way to the main desk, her passing
presence attracting more than a few backward glances at her figure. The white silk skirt and jacket coupled with
her opened green blouse, pale green wide brimmed hat that hid her face
mysteriously from view and white pumps were designed to allure. It was however the body they covered that
drew the glances.
“Paige Worthington I believe you
have a reservation for me?” her refined English accent wafted up to the desk
clerk from under the brim of her hat.
“Yes Miss Worthington, we’ve been
expecting you welcome to Rangoon. Your
luxury cabin is waiting I will have your bags taken there immediately.”
“Thank you. Can you please tell when the casino opens?”
she asked raising her face to his.
“Seven P.M. miss, but the really big
players do not show up until after 10,” he offered somewhat nervously as he
motioned for a bellhop.
Soon she was out the side entrance
by the pool and winding her way down a side cobblestone path towards her
cabin. After tipping the bellboy she
closed the door and exhaled for what she thought must have been the first time
since arriving at the hotel minutes ago.
“What the hell am I doing here?” she
wondered aloud. “I get myself mixed up
with a spy and suddenly I’m recruited! Me! Dumpy, bookworm, computer nerd, fat
Paige Worthington.
It took several minutes and numerous
mental memory slaps from Sharon to somewhat put her fears to rest. That Paige Worthington, at least as far as
the dumpy, fat connotation was a ghost of the past thanks to rigorous training,
both mental and physical.
She’d always had a beautiful face
and a vivacious personality; the problem was nobody got that far they always
stopped the minute they saw her body!
That mistake had been rectified!
At twenty-one she was C.O.I.L.’s youngest agent and the type of agent
that went against the grain. Paige
methodically unpacked her clothes before stripping of her own garments and
removing her accoutrements folding and placing each item in its designated area
until she stood naked before the large double closet mirrors her milky white
smooth skin drinking in the freedom.
The minute Sharon had seen Paige she
knew she had the potential to be a very good agent, she already had the
cognitive abilities she just needed the physical tools and the reflection in
the mirror confirmed Sharon had succeeded!
Every inch of her 5’ 6” frame was as hard as polished marble yet as soft
and smooth as silk to the touch, yet she was far from the classic femme fatale
spy of books or movies.
“And that’s your biggest advantage
as it was mine throughout my career and I seem to have managed!” Sharon had
told her. “Your curves may not be as
sharp as other female agents, but they are just as deadly! Your legs are
magnificent, slim ankles, shapely round full calves and powerful thighs not to
mention that incredible firm butt of yours.
Mix in the waist, just made for a man’s arms, your large firm breasts,
those sensual full lips, dark brown eyes and that incredible thick wavy
chestnut coloured hair and you have it all!
Now we add to that you’re athletic skills, incredible suppleness,
quickness and power to give you a very complete and very fatal package. You’re a rare woman Paige,” Sharon had told
her. “You combine sex appeal, brains,
style and strength in one package.
You’re the perfect full figured agent, seemingly harmless, but in
reality deadly!”
“Time to work on at least one aspect
of that,” Paige thought as she slowly let her legs slip apart lowering her into
a split posture. She stopped her descent
just as few inches from the floor her leg muscles holding her still while she
slowly undulated her hips back and forth.
After several minutes Paige placed her hands on the floor in front of
her and pushed down taking her body of the floor as she slowly pressed herself
into a handstand. The young spy pumped
up and down on her arms several times her shoulders and back rippling with
sinuous sexuality. Next she splayed her
legs ninety degrees from each other, then down in front of her as she touched
them to the top of her head. At a
leisurely pace she raised them up again at held them in front of her parallel
to the floor her elasticity and power in harmony. She elevated herself back into a handstand
and then brought them down into a standard push up posture only without
touching the floor! Each leg in turn
came up her back and next to her head before returning. She pulled them through her arms and lowered
herself to the floor where she continued to stretch her figure with a series of
erotic contortions and positions. She
finished in a lotus position, rested and then rose to prepare for the evening
ahead.
He confidently reached for the card
and slowly raised it out from between the others in his hand when a perfectly
manicured nail touched the top of it and pushed it back down.
“I think that would be a mistake
Colonel Su Chi,” came a sultry voice from behind him “I would play this one!” Paige said as she
pulled another card free and discarded it.
The card was eagerly picked up and
replaced by another that was just as enthusiastically retrieved by the Colonel
followed by the word “Gin!” as he discarded and placed his cards on the green
felt table.
Paige stepped into view by his side
before shimming into the seat beside him careful to make sure her dress had the
desired effect she wanted. A dazzling
pale emerald strapless gown with a thigh slit greeted his gaze as she scanned
her. One barest of outlines of one of
her legs showed along the edge of the material, more than enough to warrant
closer inspection, which he did. He
moved upward to her teeming breasts as they strained behind the material, the
dividing rigid line mesmerizing him for a second until he moved to her face! Beautiful full pink frosted lips, deep brown
eyes and her hair done up in ringlets and pinned in place to flawlessness
giving her distinction above all others in the room.
“Thanks miss, but how did you know?”
he asked still scanning her body.
“I’ve been observing the game for
sometime. I took note of the cards
played, did a simplistic statistical calculation, factored in the probability
of the cards not seen and came up with the answer,” Paige smiled. “Just my way of introducing myself Colonel,
Paige Worthington of Mnemonic Systems Inc.”
“Yes, you just finished a project
for the State Security Service to glorious success I’m told,” he smiled back
charmingly.
“It would seem that it wasn’t that
secure if civilians now about it,” she said with a wry smile and light in her
eyes.
“Although no longer in the military
I still have contacts within the government, in this country it is the prudent
thing to do should one wish to remain competitive. Tell me Miss Worthington are you unattached
at the moment?”
Paige shifted her torso slightly but
naturally for his benefit, as she did the slit opened exposing one of her
comely legs. “I’m free for the rest of
the evening,” she answered slyly.
“Excellent news and I assure you I
shall take full advantage of it, but actually I was inquiring about you
availability for employment.
“At the present time I’m completely
unencumbered and at your disposal! How
about you Colonel?” Paige said her brown eyes going even wider.
“I can assure you Miss that the
Colonel is quite encumbered!” a female voice said from off to the side. “Now if you’ll excuse me girl you happen to
be in my chair!”
“My executive assistant Mai Tai,
Miss Worthington,” the Colonel said somewhat crestfallen at the interruption.
“Please call me Paige,” the spy
answered into the Colonel’s eyes, as she took no notice of Mai.
“Pleasure,” Mai snapped. “Thank you for keeping the Colonel company
during my absence now please run along I’m sure the buffet table is still open
and the casino is for adults only!
“Paige looked up and smiled at her
but inside she was burning with rage!
The age remark didn’t bother her, but the buffet remark scored a direct
hurtful blow. Like all people who have
undergone a transformation of their body there is always that lingering feeling
that the old self still lurks under the skin and could re-emerge at a moments
notice! Paige knew this wasn’t true for
her anymore on an intellectual basis, but she still had not mastered the
emotional level attached to this and every cutting remark hurt her deeply! Luckily before it could be allowed to fester
any more the Colonel spoke up.
“Paige and I were just in the preliminary stages of
discussing her working for me on a consulting basis for the next little while
Miss Tai when you showed up. This
however is not the place, would you care to join me at my private table Paige?”
he asked.
“Thank you Colonel I’d love to,” she
answered flashing a victorious look at Mai.
“Miss Tai be so kind as to bring us to fresh drinks,”
the Colonel said in a dismissive tone.
“Yes Colonel,” she answered before
adding cuttingly. “No doubt Miss
Worthington’s will be a diet drink of some kind!” she said derisively before
flouncing off as Paige took the Colonel’s arm in full view of her.
As he led her off Paige made note of
Mai Tai. She wore the classic little
black dress to perfection! She had long
lean, well-cared for and trained legs; Paige watched the muscles in her calves
and thighs as she moved away. Her arms
were spare, sexy and toned and her figure was devastatingly curvy as her dress
utterly exhibited! Her long black hair
had been very elegantly coifed and piled which only added to her appearance and
what Paige could only describe as her fatal sexiness!
The Colonel and Paige soon lost her
in the crowd as they made their way to his private seat, once in place, they
began to discuss his proposal for business which Paige accepted after some
negotiation and a tad more flirting.
“You’ve just missed all the fun Miss
Tai,” Paige said as the woman returned followed by a waiter with their
drinks. She deposited herself across
from the two, as it was the only seat available and looked menacingly at Paige
a smile pasted on her face as her eyes burned with fire, the kind of flame only
another woman can see!
“Well if that’s the case it must be
way past your bedtime little girl! Why
don’t you run along and let the adults have some time to themselves?” Mai
poisonously offered.
Paige merely took her drink, offered
a mock toast with it took a sip before placing in down and turning to the Colonel. “Miss Tai is right, besides Colonel I’m sure
you and I will have many opportunities to get to know each other better in the
future as I’m sure we’ll be working very closely with each!”
She smoothly exited the booth, shook
hands with her new employer and nodded victoriously to Mai before walking away;
the Colonel’s eyes glued her to wondrous rock hard ass and contoured figure
until she was completely out of sight.
“Fat English tart!” Mai spat
bringing the Colonel’s eyes back to meet hers.
“C.O.I.L. must be scraping the bottom of the barrel or they’re even
weaker that D.O.O.M. suspects!”
“English, yes, tart, no, fat, most
certainly not, C.O.I.L. agent definitely!” he corrected and confirmed. “No, that is a woman in tip top condition if
I’m any judge of the female form and I think I am!” he said egotistically
reaching for Mai’s hand with his.
Mai pulled it away as he got closer,
he reached again and she retreated a little more, he got the hint and stopped
his pursuit.
“Don’t tell me your jealous of Miss
Worthington my dear?”
“As jealous as you are intrigued,”
she bounced back. “Besides after tonight
it will no longer be a concern for either of us,” she said calmly.
The Colonel smiled. “I suppose I will be expecting you in the
office rather later than usual tomorrow Miss Tai? I expect you and Miss Worthington will be
rather involved well into the early hours?
I had hoped to keep her alive for sometime, she could have been of some
amusement and use to us.”
“I provide you with all the
amusement you can handle!” she said jealously.
“Yes you do my dear,” he added. “Actually I was referring to the fact that in
spite of being an obvious C.O.I.L. agent she is, according to my source in the
government quite an excellent computer and production/operations engineer. We could have used her talents to help us
streamline our production and speed up the project, giving her just enough
information along the way to keep her interested until we had what we needed,
then well, we’d simply terminate the services of her. However, you have rendered that plan obsolete
Miss Tai! What method will you use to
kill her!”
“I wouldn’t waste my talents on that
girl! I have however arranged something
just as stifling to dispose of her,” Mai sinisterly grinned.
The Colonel although he was curious to know the method
decided he wouldn’t take the bait instead he decided to tease his assistant
some more.
“Yes I can understand your reluctance to confront Miss
Worthington one on one, she does have a rather unique and powerful body! You are very wise to avoid her my dear!”
“I can assure you Colonel that
should Miss Worthington, however unlikely survive her ordeal I will be more
than pleased to kill her myself! There
are numerous knots within my extensive repertoire specifically designed for
women like her!” Mai retorted taking up the challenge to her honour. “Shall we leave, the working day comes soon
enough and since now I have no reason to be late I have other plans for the
rest of the night!” she smiled seductively.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Paige was elated with her success
and seething with anger at Mai Tai for the cutting comments she’d made, but
more so that she’d allowed them to bother her to the extent they still
did! She decided the best way to
alleviate her tension was a nice soak in the tub and a good nights sleep. The spy started the water, added some bubble
bath to the large cast iron clawed foot tub then left it to fill while she got
out of her clothes. She undid her hair
letting it fall naturally about her shoulder in thick wavy cascades before
picking up her treasured tortoise shell hair clip that had once belonged to
Sharon and had now been passed to her.
With her hair clipped in place she danced off to the bathroom and
slipped her body beneath the water immersing herself up to the top of her neck
in bubbles.
The young spy let the waters carry
about her tension as she slipped into a semi conscious state her mind wandering
off into an ethereal dreamland. Paige
barely surfaced as she reached for the soap puff; it was then that she fully
surfaced!
The water roiled and splashed,
lapping over the edge and spilling its soapy contents on the floor as Paige
thrashed and strained her body beneath the waters! Somehow her arms had become fused to her
sides, likewise her legs to each other and all her exertions had failed to free
her!
“I need more room that this!” she
thought.
Paige with great effort slipped her
chin over the lip of the tub, twisted her body sideways, placed her legs
against the far wall of the tub and heaved herself up and over the edge! Spilling out onto the floor with a crash and
a torrent of soapy water that coated the floor Paige lay on her back her eyes
widening as she surveyed her body! The
C.O.I.L. agent’s body was totally encased in thousands of tiny bubbles that
clung tenaciously to her naked form!
Surrounded in a cushion of slick
globules Paige’s body slipped about the floor, unable to adhere to any surface,
she couldn’t work herself free by utilizing her strength! The spy quickly realized the futility of
movement, she lay still and waited for the next phase of the trap, so far all
it had accomplished was to gel her arms and legs together.
The green C.O.I.L. agent didn’t have
to wait long as a strange tingling sensation began to explode about her. Paige felt herself being lowered slowly to
the floor as the bubbles began to pop out her, from the inside out until she
was only one row of bubbles away, it however was the largest.
“When these pop I work myself free,”
she thought confidently.
The soapy slick agent tilted her
head just in time to observe the watery orbs begin their final dance about her
form. Paige watched several burst at the
base of her neck, the effluence shooting into the air and then cascading down
upon her in a clear coagulate that affixed itself to her skin and congealed
almost instantly! The spy instinctively
closed her eyes as a shower of the mixture fell on her face covering her eyes,
mouth and hair. It was only with great
effort that she was about to force her mouth open and thrust her tongue through
the transparent film, her eyes opened and she looked out through the membrane
that overlaid her skin. Paige thrashed
her head up and down knocking loose the clip that skittered across the wet
floor as her hair spilled free and was immediately coated in the last of the
exploding bubbles! The agent instantly
recognized her fate!
“ Shit! The exploding bubbles have
sealed in my skin! Unless I can break
free I’ll die from suffocation, just like Shirley Eaton in Goldfinger!” she
thought in a panic.
The disappearance of the bubbles did
not alleviate the slipperiness of the trap for the young agent! The lustrous transparent membrane was just as
waxy as she slithered helplessly around the floor unable to grip the floor and
power her way out! Paige flipped and
wriggled her hemmed in body as she danced across the floor unable to escape her
clinging partner’s hold. Her endless
toiling exhausted the young agent slowly over time, unable to breathe except
through her mouth Paige’s body began to pant and heave with every movement of
her frame her chest straining the sealant but never breaking it. Her exertions made her body hot inside its cocoon,
the heat damaging her further as it sapped her energy reserves.
Finally hot and exhausted she
managed by pure chance to wedge her cemented legs behind the pedestal
sink. Paige slowly began to twist and
bend her torso employing all her considerable suppleness to escaping the cloak
of death she’d fallen prey to. She
pulled up at the waist, straining the wrap, her taut ass dancing from side to
side as her lower back carried the weight, still the sheet of film refused to
release her! Paige stubbornly continued
her stretching but the veil of translucent death mirrored every move! She collapsed with a thud to the floor after
more than an hour of futile effort even more exhausted and defeated than
before.
It was the perfect trap to employ
against her type of agent and Paige knew it!
The trap neutralized all of her bodily weapons, her muscles and
flexibility in one deadly package leaving her impotent to its effects! She tried again to free herself bowing
herself to the breaking point, but not the mask of death, until she slipped
slid across the floor crashing hard with the opposite wall.
The film was growing increasingly
cloudy from her sweat and heat, objects were starting to blur and the young
agent could feel her body weakening and her mind fogging from the lack of
oxygen! She twisted and arched her hips
then flipped herself over on her stomach for a final desperate bid at
freedom! Her head crashed to the floor
her eyes flickered the light and shadow mingling so much that she couldn’t be
sure it was there. Paige focused hard
and although still not certain she moved toward it anyway.
“Even a mirage is welcome at this point,” she thought.
Paige thought she was close but couldn’t be sure so
she cautiously opened her mouth and probed with her lips and tongue for the
elusive object. She was extremely light
headed and unsure when she finally seized the object between her teeth and
forced her body over onto its back.
“One chance Paige make it count!” she exclaimed to
herself as she thrust her head up the force the movement sending her traversing
her yet again about the floor until she crashed into an object, just as she had
hoped. The spy’s head whiplashed forward
and down between her breast then back again in a fraction of a second, the
object flew from her mouth and was lost for good, but the spy had achieved her
aim!
A tiny fissure had been poked it the film and as
Paige’s chest heaved and swelled the opening began to grow unable to resist the
force of her attack! She soon had the
coating split from her bush to her neck and minutes later the lithesome young
agent was shedding her unwanted skin as she slowly pulled herself free her skin
glistening with moisture.
Paige looked around the room until she saw the object
of her freedom few steps retrieved the tortoiseshell hair comb Sharon had
passed to her.
“Sharon was right, you are a useful object, especially
your tungsten coated teeth!”
Paige cleaned herself over the next little while. When she was at last free of all the sealant
she retrieved her cell phone, her finger pausing over one of the speed dial
keys as she looked up. He cover was
compromised and protocol, not to mention self-preservation, meant that her end
of the assignment was at an end or was it.
“Every assignment has a price,” Sharon had always told
her.
“Maybe that price is me!” Paige said as she put down
the phone.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
“It cannot be!” she said her eyes
snapping open as she sat bolt up right in bed.
She reached for her silk robe at the
end of the bed with one had while simultaneously with the other pulling back
one panel of the curtains from her four poster bed. She walked toward the large oak doors that
lead out onto the balcony a blast of warm air and city noises from below
greeting her. Even this early in the
morning the din the Rome, the eternal city hummed.
“It cannot be, but it must!” she
said to the night.
She reached forth her hands, pushing
them into the air and the dark of the night as she closed her eyes and
concentrated on her dream. The woman
pushed away the darkling veils, each in turn until she saw her vision, just as
before and then not at all. She pulled
her robe tighter against her body before crossing her arms across her chest,
her hands clasping her shoulders.
“I will find you!”
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