Cold War Stories:- A New Initiative

[Stormtrooper1990]

This is the final story in the Harper/Caroline trilogy. It was been two weeks since Harper's harrowing mission in Afghanistan. Disillusioned and recovering from injuries both physical and mental, Harper is unaware that her very liberty is under threat from her employers. However, she is about to receive help from an unlikely ally. Former MI6 agent Caroline Vollner-Shaw, an old friend of Samantha Bruckner, fresh from her own betrayal in Berlin, is ready to assist Samantha's old student. Together, they aim to escape the clutches of the CIA and forge a new path. A brand new Initiative. This is their story...



Bethesda Naval Hospital, Falls Church Maryland 6th July 1985 10:30am



Harper Rasinski stood by the window of her hospital room, dressed only in her hospital gown, gazing out at the clear blue sky. It had been two weeks, two whole weeks since the mission to Afghanistan were she had killed the woman she loved, her old training officer Samantha Bruckner, for her defection to the Soviet Union, for the betrayal. Harper still felt the pain in her shoulder, where Samantha's bullet had found it's mark. The doctors here at Bethesda had said it should have healed by now, but Harper knew where the pain came from it was guilt. She had spent the last fortnight convalescing at Bethesda, treated for both her physical trauma and the mental anguish she suffered in Afghanistan. The shrinks here called it "severe mental stress", which was absolute bullshit of course, Harper called it her punishment. She suffered from flashbacks, night terrors reliving the precise moment she plunged the dagger into Samantha's chest, Harper still felt the sensation of blood on her hands. They had given her medication even offered shock therapy to chase the dreams away, but Harper never took her meds, she wanted a clear head, she wanted to be punished. Besides, she didn't trust the medics here neither did she trust the CIA, who had laid everything on here. Harper knew they were up to something but couldn't put her finger on it. She caught her reflection in the window, her shoulder length auburn hair hung limply around her angular face, framing a pair of big blue eyes. Harper knew she had seen better days, but still retained her kossack beauty. "Excuse me, Ms Rasinski." Harper turned to see navy nurse Lieutenant Angela Barnes, clutching a cordless phone. "There's a telephone call for you, she says she is your cousin from Memphis?" Strange, thought Harper I don't have family in Memphis. She appraised the young nurse, Angela was a beautiful woman with rounded features, shallow cheekbones and big brown eyes, her ash blonde hair tied into a short ponytail, on which sat a tall white hat. Her matching uniform consisted of a dress with her nameplate on her left breast, with her rank pin on the left lapel and the Asclepius on her right, her long legs covered by stockings and white pumps. Harper had fantasised about stealing her uniform and getting the hell out if this place, since they were of similar builds and Harper felt a slight attraction to the woman. "Its my cousin Betty, she must be worried sick about me. We haven't spoken in a while. Here." Harper lied as she held out her hand, as Angela handed her the phone. Harper turned away from her and spoke. "Hi, Betty. How long as it been?" The voice at the other end, answered. "Harper Rasinski? Good, we haven't much time."



"My name is Caroline Vollner-Shaw, I'am an old friend of Samantha's." The woman's voice had a peculiar accent she sounded British but there was a strange clipped quality to her voice, that sounded German. "I'am fine Betty, the hospital food lousy but I can't complain." Harper replied maintaining the rouse, for Angela's benefit. "Listen, the CIA are coming to arrest you. You are a liability to them, just like I was told by MI6. You need to get out of there." Harper nodded, faking a smile. "Yes, Betty. Mom's doing fine. Still driving dad to distraction." She said turning to face Angela, as Caroline continued. "First, you need a change of clothes, I'am sure the young nurse there can oblige. Once your dressed, meet me at Joe's Diner on Woodmont Avenue, Bethesda. I will explain everything once you arrive, over a cuppa. I hope to see you soon, good luck." The phone hung up, Harper had no idea who this Caroline even was or how she knew Samantha, but she felt like she could trust her. "Goodbye, Betty. She you in a few." She flashed Angela a smile. "I'am sorry, but I'am checking out." She said as she smashed the phone across the young nurses head, before she could reply. Angela let out a sigh as she collapsed to the floor unconscious by the side of the bed. Harper hurriedly closed the door behind her, then stripped off her patient gown, standing completely naked. "It's nothing personal...Angela. I just need your uniform." Harper said as glanced at her name tag, removing the nurses hat, shoes and wrist watch. She unbuttoned the nurses uniform dress, revealing a matching set of white lace bra, lace panties and suspender belt holding up sheer white stockings. "Well, you won't be needing these, honey." Harper said as she peeled off the nurses dress from around her shoulders, down her slim attractive body. Rolling the unconscious woman onto her side, Harper unhooked her bra slipping it free from her bared shoulders. "Very cute tits, Angela. Looks like I was right about your bra size. A C just like me" She said as she fastened the nurses bra, admiring her lush well formed C-cup breasts with circular pink perky areolas. Harper, unclipped the stockings free of the suspenders, allowing her to whip off Angela's white lace panties exposing her small pink clit, crowned with a trimmed strip of ash blonde pubic hair. After she pulled up the nurses panties between her thighs, finding them a comfortable fit, Harper gently rolled off Angela's stockings from her long divine legs, one at a time. Pulling up the stockings up her legs, Harper then pulled the suspender belt from Angela's naked body. Harper get dressed in the rest of Angela's uniform, including her watch, admiring her lush naked body and tight pert ass. As an afterthought, she worked Angela's hair tie loose, copying her style. "Now lets put you to bed, Nurse Angela." Harper scooped up the naked body of the unconscious Angela, laying her on the bed, before she tore her patients gown into strips tying the nurse spread eagled to the bed and gagging her, then tossed the blue sheet over her body. With the nurse secured, Harper kicked the remains of her gown and the broken phone under the bed, before leaving the room closing the door behind her. Now she needed to get to the car park, and find a ride.



Harper's stolen nurses uniform, allowed her to walk through the medical centre without any trouble. She quickened her pace as she walked into the car park, Harper had no idea how long she had before the CIA would catch up to her she needed to move fast. As she looked around the parking lot, Harper was caught unawares as a blue buick came from her right, almost knocking her down. Angry, Harper slammed her hands on the car bonnet getting a good look at the driver. It was a pretty young woman, a brunette with long dark brown hair, heart shaped features and big green eyes. The girl was wearing a nice looking black leather jacket, skinny jeans belted at the waist with a black leather belt with matching knee length leather boots. Under her jacket she wore a red and white checkered flannel skirt. Harper smiled, the girl looked to be her size and her clothes would stand out a lot less than a nurses uniform would. The car would get her to her meeting with the mysterious Caroline. As the girl unbuckled her seatbelt and exited her car, Harper readied herself.


Callie Donaldson, looked at the attractive redheaded nurse who she had nearly bowed over an angry look came over her face, replaced by a curious look of appraisal. At 20 Callie, only just newly got her licence and her first car visiting her brother, a Chief Petty Officer on the USS Enterprise who was in Bethesda for an appendectomy. Callie unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of her car. "My god!I didn't see you I swear! I'am so sorry Nurse...Angela." She said peering at the nurses nameplate. "Are you ok?" The nurse, Angela gave her a strange look. "I'am doing just fine, sweetie." She said as she walked towards Callie, who suddenly felt afraid. " You know, I really love your jacket?" There was a menacing tone to the nurses voice, as she stood face to face to Callie. "T-thank you. L-look I really need to-agh!!" She doubled over as the Nurse struck her in the stomach, causing her to double over and knocking the wind out of her. This was followed by a sharp blow to the back of her neck, that knocked her out cold.



"Well it's mine now along with everything else." Harper said to the unconscious girl as she stripped out of Angela's uniform, including the stockings and suspender belt. "You know you really should be more careful, girl on who you run into. " She quipped as she removed the girls boots, and slipped off her leather jacket off her shoulders. "This is way too good for you, darling." Harper laid the jacket on the car seat before she unbuttoned the girls flannel shirt, revealing a crimson lace low cut plunge bra, enveloping a pair of small but buoyant B-cup breasts. "Hmm, what a lovely colour. Don't worry, sweetie you can keep those I'am already covered." Harper said as she slipped off the girl's flannel shirt from her shoulders. After buttoning up the stolen shirt, Harper unbelted the girl's skinny jeans working them off her slender hips, peeling them down the girls long dancers legs. Exposing a matching pair of low cut lace panties, that covered her modesty and peach shaped ass. Harper quickly got dressed in the rest of the girls clothes, standing over her scantily clad slim body, dressed only in her matching crimson lingerie. When she was finished, Harper bound the girl's wrists and ankles with Angela's stockings, then gagged her with some duct tape she found in her cars glove box. With the unconscious girl secured, Harper picked her up in a fireman's carry carrying over to the trunk. Popping it open, she tossed the scantily clad body into the trunk. Along with the discarded nurses uniform. " Thanks for your clothes, darling. Your jacket looks better on me." Harper said as she slammed the trunk shut, locking it. As she got into the car, Harper saw a bouquet of lillies and the girls handbag along with a paper bag full of red grapes. After tossing out the flowers, Harper switched on the ignition driving towards the hospitals exit. It was time to meet this Caroline.



Joe's Diner Downtown Bethesda 11:15am



After popping the last of the grapes into her mouth biting into the sweet flesh, Harper got out of Callie Donaldson's car dressed in her clothes, and crossed the road towards Joe's Diner. It was your typical run of the mill 50s style retro diner, Harper knew of one such place in Great Falls, Montana near her families ranch. As she entered the diner, a small bell tinkled to announce her presence. A pretty brunette waitress turned to meet her, she was wearing a 1950's style candy stripe uniform dress. "Heya, hun. Take a seat and I will be right with you." Harper glanced at her name tag, it read "Abby". Harper merely flashed her a smile, as she glanced around the not too busy diner. There sat in a booth in the back corner of the diner, was a young woman who was looking at her. On the table in front of her sat two steaming cups of coffee. Harper cautiously walked towards the woman, appraising her. She was a beautiful attractive brunette, with high cheekbones, diamond shaped features and deep blue intelligent eyes. Her dark brown hair tied into a elegant knot. As she neared the table, the woman rose to greet her holding out her hand she was dressed in a sharp black pant suit and white blouse. Harper couldn't put her finger on it, but she felt attracted to Caroline. "Cousin Harper! So wonderful to see you!" Caroline said, for the benefit of everyone in the diner as she gripped Harper's hand firmly. "Betty, it's been a while. Last summer wasn't it in the ranch?" Harper pulled her into a hug, playing along. " Nice outfit, I was expecting you to turn up in that nurses uniform. It's what I would have done." Caroline whispered into Harper's ear. "I did, but I changed on the way out. White was never my colour, I hate hospitals. Besides, it fits me better then it did with it's previous owner." She smiled mischievously. " And the previous owner? I assume you took her down gently." Caroline asked with a chuckle. "Pretty girl, I stuffed her in her trunk naked, she's sleeping off a terrible headache I gave her. Serves her right, little Callie should have been more careful. But lucky me." The two broke away from their false embrace as they sat down opposite each other, Harper took up her coffee and fixed Caroline with a questioning look. "So who are you? And how do you know Samantha?"



Caroline took up her own coffee taking a sip. "Samantha and I are...were... old friends. I met her a couple of years ago, when I cross trained with the CIA." Harper took a deep sip of her own warm black liquid before answering. " Funny, she never mentioned you when we were...together." Harper felt a lump in her throat when she thought of Samantha, the sudden flashback also didn't help to settle her nerves. "I'am not surprised, we didn't part on the best of terms. That is something I regret. I know about your relationship with Samantha, about what the CIA made you do. About her defection. It was ghastly." Caroline put down her coffee, a look of sympathy on her face, as she reached out with her hand. Harper felt tears in her eyes, her voice shook with emotion. "With respect. You don't know anything about me or what I went through or what...what I did to the woman I loved." Caroline sighed holding her hands across the table. "I do, Harper. My old CIA contacts gave me the details, but I sooner hear it from you. What happened, Harper?" Harper pushed aside her coffee, shaking her head. "Don't make me go back there...please. Look I appreciate the save but-" Caroline gently took Harper's hand into hers, and looked into her eyes. "Harper, listen to me. I believe Samantha wanted us to meet. I was screwed over just like you were, by those who held our trust. If I tell you my story, will you tell me yours?" Harper squeezed Caroline's hand in return, despite her every instinct to pull away. She nodded slowly. "Okay, I trust you. Go ahead." Caroline took up her coffee and started to take a sip. " Well it all be-what the hell?" She glanced at the TV behind the counter, touching Harper's shoulder she gestured towards it. Harper turned, on the screen was a pretty news anchor. "We have breaking news! Police and federal agencies are on the lookout for escaped fugitive Harper Rasinski, 24." An image of her face flashed large on the TV. "Fuck! The Agency! I should have known that wouldn't have taken them long." Harper sighed as the face of the anchor returned. "Rasinski recently escaped from Bethesda Naval Hospital, were she assaulted a nurse. She is wanted for treason and maybe a soviet infiltrator. Rasinski is considered armed and extremely dangerous, members of the public are advised not to approach her. If you have seen her, call the police." Then at that precise moment, when things couldn't have gone any worse they did. The two former spies sighed, as two young policewomen dressed in the uniforms of Bethesda Police Department entered the diner and saw the news report then immediately turned in their direction.



They both quickly drew their 357 police positives and advanced on them. "Harper Rasinski! Hold it right there, you commie bitch! Don't move! Hands up, both of you! You're under arrest!" Shouted the lead officer, her name tag on her left breast read "Lewis". Harper immediately sized her up, as she stood there with her hands up next to Caroline. They both were dressed in the uniforms of BPD, matching black shirts with their badges on their right breasts, BPD shoulder flashes on their right and American flags on their left, underwhich they wore white undershirts. Trousers with blue piping down the seams, and black sensible shoes. Belted at their waists were their gunbelts, with their radios, cuffs, spare rounds and nightsticks. Officer Lewis, was an attractive young woman with rounded features, shallow cheekbones and big hazel eyes. Her hair cut into a short pixie. "Cuff her, Charlotte." Lewis said to her colleague, a smaller lither woman whose name was "Connor." A young officer stepped forward, a pretty girl with heart shaped features, sloping cheekbones and almond shaped green eyes her long chestnut brown hair tied into a ponytail. "Cover me, April." Officer Connor, approached Harper slapping cuffs on her wrists, holding her hands in front of her. "Your under arrest!" She before she read Harper her rights. Lewis then trained her gun on Caroline. "Who the fuck are you? Another traitor?" Caroline gave an ironic smirk. "Meine liebschen , I'am Germano-British. And I'am just aiding and abetting my friend here." She held out her hands. "I will come quietly officer." Despite their situation, Harper laughed at Caroline's easy humour. "Oh yeah! Your under arrest too, you smartass limey kraut whatever." Lewis angrily cuffed her reading her rights, as Caroline gave a knowing wink to Harper who nodded in understanding. "All right, shows over folks. Get back to your eggs and ham." Said Officer Connor, as they led the pair out through the diner.


The two officers led them into an adjoining secluded alley, where their black and white was parked. "Do you think we will get a promotion for handing these traitors in, April?" Asked Officer Charlotte Connor as they led Harper and Caroline to their patrol car. "I told you before, I'am not a traitor. I'am not even American. God, here I thought the Stasi were dumb." Injected Caroline, as Officer Lewis pulled her violently. "Shut your mouth! You smart ass, limey kraut bitch!" She turned to Connor. "I hope so Charlie, my boyfriend as been nagging me to take a higher pay band. Gotta pay the bills he says." Disinterested in their conservation, Harper glanced at Caroline wbo gave her a merest wink as she used a lockpick to unlock her cuffs. Harper gave her a knowing smile before she fixed Officer Lewis with a cocky stare. "Maybe you should dump your boyfriend and give girls a go, tying yourself down to a man, not good. I have seen the way Charlotte looks at you.' She taunted the officers, dividing their attention and buying Caroline just enough time to free herself. Harper smirked as she heard the cuffs spring open. " Hey we are no dyk--ugh!" Officer Lewis was caught unawares as Caroline elbowed her in her crotch, she doubled over, the wind knocked out of her, as Caroline followed through with a backhanded fist. The blow impacted Lewis on her forehead, sending her reeling against a dumpster, where she slid down unconscious slumped against it. At the same moment, Harper didn't give Connor a chance to draw her gun. She smashed her cuffed fists against Connors groin, the officer let out a small welp of pain as Harper turned giving her a uppercut, the blow catching her square in the mouth, knocking out at least two of the girls teeth. The blow stunned Connor for a moment before she fell forwards onto her belly, unconscious. "That was some pretty slick moves, Caroline. Did Samantha teach you that?" Asked Harper as Caroline took the keys to the cuffs from the body of Officer Lewis. "Yeah, she always loved going for the groin. You didn't too bad yourself, Harper. " Caroline walked over to Harper freeing her from the cuffs. " I miss her, you know. Samantha.." Harper said suddenly massaging her wrists and working her right shoulder, the blow she dealt Conor had aggravated her shoulder. Caroline laid her hand on the redhead's shoulder. " I know. Let's take their uniforms." She said changing the subject, glancing at the unconscious officers. "They don't need them and we stand a better chance of evading the authorities dressed as police." Harper smiled despite herself. "But I really like this jacket, it's real leather." Caroline chuckled shaking her head. "Don't worry, I will pick you out a nice jacket when we are free and clear. For now, let's get our game faces on." Harper reached up squeezing her hand. "Okay. Game faces, I will strip that blonde bitch Lewis she's my size." Caroline looked over Harper's shoulder, at the prone Officer Connor. "And her delightfully pretty partner, well before you rearranged her teeth, is perfect for me." Both women walked next to the unconscious officers, stripped off their clothes and started to undress them."



Harper removed Officer Lewis' gunbelt, and shoes, along with her white socks, then started to unbutton her uniform shirt. "You know Samantha would have killed these two, then stripped them." Harper said as she slipped off Lewis' shirt from her shoulders. "Yes, but we are not her. We are better then she is Samantha sold her soul to the KGB, because she felt there was no other way." Caroline replied as she flipped Connor onto her front, removing her shoes and gunbelt then unbuttoned her shirt. "So you are not angry, that I...killed her." Harper asked tentatively, unfastening Officer Lewis' trousers. Caroline pulled up Connor's body, stripping off her shirt before she answering. "No, you did what you had to do, Harper. You shouldn't have to apologise, not to me, not to anyone. For what it's worth, I would have done the same in your shoes." Caroline unbuttoned Connors trousers, peeling them down her long slender legs. Revealing a pair of blue lace v shaped panties, covering the cops modesty. "Cute knickers, officer Charlotte. Maybe you were right about them, Harper." Harper smiled as she peeled off Officer Lewis' trousers, exposing her solid white low cut hipster shorts. "Thank you, Caroline. I needed to hear that." Harper lifted up the woman's arms, pulling up her undershirt over her head, exposing well formed C-cup breasts enveloped by a matching solid white strapless bra. " Anytime, Harper. I can see what Samantha saw in you, and why she was attracted to you." Caroline flicked Connors arms up, rolling up her undershirt, treating Caroline to the sight of the unconscious cops small but firm B-cup breasts smothered by a matching blue lace bra. The two women, finished getting dressed in their stolen police uniforms, when they were finished they dragged the scantily clad officers to the boot of their car. They tossed the unconscious officers into the trunk of their patrol car, handcuffing them, binding their ankles and gagging them with duct tape, then dumped their discarded clothes into the dumpster. With the officers secured, Caroline snapped shut the trunk then turned to Harper. "I have an idea. Let's get out of the country, somewhere we're they can't find us. " Harper nodded. " Good call, these uniforms should get us into Dulles International no question. We can plan our next move from there." The two former spies smiled in agreement, for a second Harper could see something else flash in Caroline's eyes. The same look she had seen in Samantha's. Shaking aside the sensation, she got into the patrol car as Caroline got into the driver's side. After switching on the ignition, Caroline pulled out off the alley and onto the main road, following the signs to Dulles.


On the Road to Dulles International Airport 11:30am


"So you were telling me about your mission, before the keystone cops showed up?" Harper asked Caroline as she turned onto the George Washington Memorial Parkway. Caroline nodded her eyes still on the road. "Yeah, what a shit show that was. Well it all started one night in Berlin..." Harper sat and listened to Caroline's story, impressed at first by Caroline's skill at conducting disguises and for her boldness in dispatching two Stasi officers right under their noses, stripping one of them. Harper had even laughed when she had taken out the journalist, her clothes allowing her to cross the wall. But when she heard of MI6s betrayal of her, Harper felt disgusted on Caroline's behalf, realising just now much they had in common. When Caroline had finished her story, Harper flashed her an ironic smile. "That sounds a lot like what happened to me, i guess we both got screwed over by the fucking agencies. Assholes. " Caroline sighed as she drove. "Yeah, their supposed to have our backs but can't wait to plant a knife between our shoulder blades." Harper nodded in agreement, as she leant back into her seat. "Well a deal is a deal, Caroline and I do owe you, twice." Caroline glanced at Harper. "Are you sure, Harper? Like I said I looked at the file, you don't have to. Not if it brings you pain." Harper took a deep shuddering breath, her voice full of emotion. "No, it's time I faced what happened there, what I had to do. No more running from it, I owe Samantha that much." Caroline listened as Harper recounted the harrowing details of Afghanistan. She told her of sweet little Stephanie, the aid worker then her capture by Samantha and her soviet goons. The details of Harper's daring escape, her murder of the Afghan fighter. Then the infiltration of Kandahar and the final confrontation with Samantha. When she finished Harper found she had been crying, taking a tissue she wiped her eyes. " Oh my God, Harper! What they made you do, and they lied to you in the process. Turning you into the unwitting assassin. Bastards!" Caroline swore as Harper tossed the tissue out of the window. "Yes, that they are. Samantha was right, they don't care about us women. Not in espionage." Caroline nodded in approval. "Yes, the spy world needs to change. It needs a revolution. A new... Initiative. One were we put people ahead of loyalty to an agency, flag or creed." Harper turned to face Caroline. "One were women are in charge and have the power to shape the world." Caroline smiled her eyes bright. "Harper, you read my mind. But first, let's get out of here. Ah, here we are Dulles." Caroline pulled up and switched off the engine. "So any idea's on where we should go?" Harper thought for a little moment, before answering. " We could eavesdrop on some stewardesses, find out where their going. If it's somewhere far, then we jump them and strip them. Get a free flight, far away from here and a moment to breathe." Caroline nodded impressed. " I like it, best way to get a free flight if your spy. How do you think I got here? A pretty Lufthansa stewardess kindly loaned me her uniform, after I persuaded her with a chokeout." Harper chuckled despite herself, she was becoming more and more attracted to Caroline by the second. "Shall we, Caroline?" Caroline gently squeezed Harper's forearm, before they put on the officers hats and exited the patrol car. "After you Officer "Lewis". Catherine joked as she held her hand out for Harper. "Why thank you very much, Officer "Connor." Harper smirked as they entered the staff only areas of the terminal.



Dulles International Terminal 11:45am


Their police uniforms allowed them to enter the staff areas of the airport, without too much trouble. They simply said they were checking the area of suspected soviet infiltration and it was nothing to worry about. That was enough to satisfy the most curious, as they made there way towards the stewardess locker rooms. After 5 minutes, Harper and Caroline spotted two delta airlines stewardess walk towards them, they appraised them as got closer. The two young women, one a pretty girl with raven coloured hair tied into an elegant knot had smooth gentle features, shallow cheekbones and light grey eyes, the other with sort ginger hair cut into a bob had high cheekbones, heart shaped features and almond shaped green eyes, wore two different styles of uniform. The brunette was dressed in a dark blue jacket, with the delta wings pinned on the left breast, with matching belted skirt cut below the knee with black pumps. Under her jacket she wore a hint of a white blouse. While the pretty red head, wore a dark blue uniform dress belted at the waist with a white collar and delta wings on her left breast, with black pumps. Both had their delta airlines handbags looped over their shoulder. Pretending, to have a conservation Harper and Caroline eaves dropped on them. "Wow, Mexico City! I'am all exited Emily, it will be my first time." The brunette said to her redheaded friend, as they neared the locker room. "I'am telling you, Barbara the food is just so spicy and gorgeous! And the men, so sexy and hot!" Barbara smiled, "What about the women? I'am more partial to a hot girl rubbing on me?" Emily laughed. "Well, they are just as hot and very sultry. I have had both, so I can't really complain. Come on, Barb. Let's touch ourselves up before the flight, maybe if we're lucky, we can pull some guys and some girls tonight. More the merrier, eh!" The two stewardesses laughed, as they entered the locker room. "She's not wrong, I served about a year in Mexico and the girls are awesome!" Harper said as Caroline nodded. "Well I think Mexico City, suits our needs, no extradition after all. You take the brunette, she's just your size. As for me, the gorgeous Emily. I have a weakness for redheads." She added giving Harper a curious look which she noticed. "Let's go join Delta Airlines, I bet you would look lovely in that dress, Caroline." Harper flirted as they followed the stewardesses into the locker room. Locking the door behind them.



Delta airlines stewardess Emily Miller, busied herself touching up her red lipstick as she contemplated having a threesome with Barbara and a hot sweaty mexican guy, or another girl as Barbara was a lesbian. Emily however preferred to sample all life had to offer. At 25, Emily has been a Delta Stewardess for two years and had flew to many different countries, sampling many delights but generally preferred other women. It was either her flame red hair or the uniform that drew attention her way, and Emily wasn't picky. She glanced at Barbara, who was busy applying her mascara. The girl was still on probation and was the tender age of 21, but she was a looker if a little naive. She had been flirting with her since they were partnered and Emily had thought about having a tumble with her once they were airborne. "So what do you think, Emily?" Asked Barbara excitedly as she put down her mascara. Emily looked in the mirror at her. "You look gorgeous, babe. Between our make up and these uniforms, no-one will resist us." Suddenly, the two women were grabbed from behind by two cops, their cries of suprise muffled by their hands. "So sorry ladies, but will be relieving you both of those uniforms. You see we have a flight to catch. Your flight as a matter of fact." Said the policewoman on the right, a brunette with an elegant ponytail in a strange British accent her hand clamped across Emily's mouth. "If it's any consolation, you both look great." Smirked the pretty auburn haired cop who had seized Barbara. With that, the two stewardesses felt arms snaked their slender throats cutting off the blood supply to their brains. As the cops tightened the grips, Emily and Barbara's struggles grew progressively weaker, until they fell unconscious into the arms of Harper and Caroline, letting sexy low rattles as they were lowered to the floor. "Damn, I love that sexy rattle you get when you choke a girl out." Harper said as she stripped off her stolen police uniform, Caroline grinned widely as she stripped off hers. "The most satisfying part of the job, that and stripping them down." The two former agents, in their undergarments begin to strip the unconscious stewardesses.


Harper started by working the scrunchie from Barbara's hair, copying her bun, then removed her shoes. "Your hair looks better done up, Harper. It suits you." Caroline said as she removed the belt and shoes from Emily's body. "Thanks, I usually have it braided but I thought I really need to look the part." Replied Harper as she unfastened Barbara's jacket, pulling up her body and removing it from her shoulders. "I have been thinking about The Initiative and I think it's a great idea, but it needs something ahead of it or it just sounds like a politicians wet dream." Harper unbuttoned Barbara's blouse, revealing a hint of a cream low cut silk bra covering c-cup breasts. " What have you thought of, Harper?" Caroline asked as she quickly unbuttoned Emily's dress, revealing a sexy black one piece undergarment." Harper unbelted the skirt, peeling it down Barbara's long divine legs revealing a matching cream satin scanty panties, that did little to cover her modesty. "I will let you know, when I think of one. And call me, Harp." Caroline b!ushed as she slipped off Emily's uniform dress from her slim athletic body. "Okay, Harp. That suits you as well." Harper followed suit as she stripped off the blouse from Barbara. Harper and Caroline stood over the scantily clad unconscious bodies of the unconscious stewardesses, as they got dressed in their stolen uniforms. When they were finished, Harper and Caroline bound and gagged the stewardesses with towels, stashing them inside their lockers along with their discarded police uniforms. After snapping off the locks, the two former spies touched themselves up with the stewardesses make up. "Right, now we look the part. Let's go Harp. We have a plane to catch." Caroline looped the handbag over her shoulder, as Harper copied her. "Right behind you, Caroline. Mexico City, here we come." She said as she fell in behind Caroline, walking out of the locker room.



Flight DA6478, somewhere over the Mojave Desert, 2hrs later


"I honestly don't know how those girls coped doing this job. I take being a spy anyday." Harper said as she and Caroline stood in the planes galley preparing the inflight meals. "Tell me about it. I think I had my arse, grabbed at least twice by the lecher in seat 13A. I think we did those girls a favour." Harper laughed as she took out a can of Coke, placing it on a tray. "Well, we did steal their uniforms. We at least have to act the part." Caroline knelt as she took the cellophane off a particularly inedible looking doughball. "Back at the airport, you said something about a name for our new Initiative. Have you come up with something, by chance?" Harper nodded as she turned to face Caroline. "How about The Shadow Initiative? After Samantha's codename." Caroline laid an hand on Harper's shoulder, squeezing it. " The Shadow Initiative? I think it's very fitting, Harp. Samantha would have liked it too, I think." Harper took a deep breath as heard Samantha's name, still feeling that guilt in her heart. "That she would have but she isn't here, we are. Once we are in Mexico City, we will find others who are like us and we will grow. We will travel the world if need be." Caroline smiled as a black flight attendant entered the galley. "Come on ladies, shake a leg. The passengers aren't going to feed themselves you know." She said as the two women busies themselves with their supposed duties. "Good luck with the ass grabber in 13A." Harper whispered in Caroline's ear as she passed. Then Harper busied herself with preparing the woman in 15C's meal, wondering what the future would hold for herself and Caroline.

[esercito sconfitto]

Stormy, I keep fantasizing about Callie Donaldson, it's my kind of "perfect victim"

do you have any source of inspiration to share? more details?

[Stormtrooper1990]

Stormy, I keep fantasizing about Callie Donaldson, it's my kind of "perfect victim"

do you have any source of inspiration to share? more details?

Hi Esercito

I must admit that Callie Donaldson was my favourite victim to write. She is indeed that "perfect victim." Young, cute, naive, not very smart and in the wrong place at the wrong time with a nice outfit. (Or in the right place, if you're Harper. )


Of course, I based Callie off the sweet naive hospital visitor from the Buffy the Vampire episode "This years girl." Who makes the mistake of running into Faith, and then spends the night in a storeroom naked for her trouble. This scene as always both inspired and titalated me ever since I first watched that episode as it contains three of my favourite things, a cute victim, a plain clothes steal and a hospital escape. The scene with Harper and the similarly unfortunate Callie, was a homage to that classic scene.

[meditions142]

Wonderful story! Really, really fun to see the birth of SI.

Some great scenes in this one. I actually think my favorite might be the scene with Angela. Something so cool about just doing a good old whack to the head with the phone. And love the little comments she makes to the unconscious Angela.

The Emily and Barbara scene was wonderful too. Double sleeperhold always a fun attack. And I love the little dialogue exchange: "Damn, I love that sexy rattle you get when you choke a girl out." Harper said as she stripped off her stolen police uniform, Caroline grinned widely as she stripped off hers. "The most satisfying part of the job, that and stripping them down."

I think overall my favorite of your stories have always been the SI ones so I am very glad to see this genesis story.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Wonderful story! Really, really fun to see the birth of SI.

Some great scenes in this one. I actually think my favorite might be the scene with Angela. Something so cool about just doing a good old whack to the head with the phone. And love the little comments she makes to the unconscious Angela.

The Emily and Barbara scene was wonderful too. Double sleeperhold always a fun attack. And I love the little dialogue exchange: "Damn, I love that sexy rattle you get when you choke a girl out." Harper said as she stripped off her stolen police uniform, Caroline grinned widely as she stripped off hers. "The most satisfying part of the job, that and stripping them down."

I think overall my favorite of your stories have always been the SI ones so I am very glad to see this genesis story.

Hi Meditions


Thank you very much, my friend. I'am glad you enjoyed it. It has been on my mind to do prequels that chart the birth of the SI, and it seemed natural that the SI was a child of the Cold War.


I really liked writing the scene with Angela, you can't really beat a good old whack to the head and poor Angela will wake up with the mother of all headaches. Plus, the CIA got a nasty shock when they found Angela, tied naked to the bed in a very compromising position .


I'am glad you liked the Emily and Barbara scene, it has been a while since I have done a multiple takedown. Reading it back, I'am glad it turned our so well. And as the Cold War series as shown us, being a stewardess is a risky profession I think that exchange between Harper and Caroline, sums up why we love uniform stealing. They also remind us of another couple who love their job just as much...



Thanks again meditions, for your kind words. This is just the start of a new wave of content for the SI. I have an upcoming SI Christmas special, which will tie into the Genesis Arc and there will be a Season 4 in the new year. This will feature the return of an old enemy, the introduction of Harper( by this point an old spy of 65) and an internal crisis within the SI.

Of course, this won't be the last of the Genesis stories. As we conclude Anastasia's Arc, as she is betrayed by the KGB, along with the recruitment of the other Council Members. And the introduction of Professor Svetlana Androchuk, the SI's head of R&D and creator of the Mimic Gun technology.