Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity:- Chapter 26 The US Federal Gold Reserve

[Stormtrooper1990]

Following my night with Nikki Sanderson, I felt euphoria and on top of that happiness. But it was tinged with sadness as left Nikki's apartment, I felt a profound sense of loss like I was being parted from a long lost friend. It wasn't until much later that I realised the reason why Nikki had this effect on me, and just how much potential Nikki herself possesses. Putting that at the back of my mind, I drove to my next point of research the New York Federal Gold Reserve. Having completed my research that very morning I learned that usually the Reserve would be open to visitors, but today security had been tightened and visitors turned away due to the upcoming meeting of the Federal Open Market Committee in Washington D.C. So I needed a different way in. Luckily, as my experiences on earth as taught me there is always a set of clothes and a face when you need one. And this adventure to the Reserve would only be the start of a fascinating journey into the world of human finance. With Task Force Ellana right on my heels...


Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society


Parking Lot 33rd Liberty Street, New York Financial District 09:00am Wednesday 3rd September 2024


Parking Joanne Nicholson's car in a parking lot across the street from the imposing US Federal Reserve, Ellana got out looking for a suitable female. I cannot go in dressed like Joanne Nicholson. I need a change of clothes, an updated look and most importantly a federal reserve ID. Looking around Ellana spotted a young female sitting in her car, nervously applying her makeup using her rearview mirror and checking her suit. Walking towards the girl sitting in her car, Ellana grinned appraising her through her reflection. She was a pretty little thing with smooth rounded features, gentle cheekbones and doe shaped eyes, a pleasing shade of turquoise. Her long ash blonde hair tied into an elegant knot. She wore a black pantsuit with a white blouse and black high heels. Her slender neck graced by a beaded necklace, with dangling earrings and a dress watch on the left wrist. Her Federal ID dangled around her neck on a blue lanyard, resting between her A-cup breasts. She is very pleasing on the eye. Plus she has the ID I need. Crouching low, Ellana quietly opened her passenger side door, sliding on the backseat right behind the unsuspecting girl.



Judith Fisher fussed over mascara for what seemed like the hundreth time that morning. Oh crap! I think I missed a bit. I have to look my best to make a positive first impression, I mean this is the Federal Reserve we are talking about, not a branch of Chase Bank. Ouch! What the hell! Feeling a sharp something prick at the nape of her neck, Judith reached around to feel the price label in her new jacket. "Damn it! I thought a cut everything out when I brought this suit yesterday." As she reached around to tear out the label, Judith looked up to see a redheaded woman behind her on the driver's side, her mouth dropped in shock. "Hi like the suit." Said the girl who clamped a hand around her mouth to muffle her cry followed by another hand gripping her throat. "Let me take it off your hands, dear." The red head hissed in her ear as she pulled Judith from the driver's seat onto the back seat, pinching the vulnerable sides of her throat. Her feeble whimpering gave way to a muffled squeak as she slumped unconscious on the back seat of her car, in her attackers arms. Her final sensation before losing consciousness was her jewellery being removed.



Laying unconscious girl on the back seat, Ellana stripped out of the clothing she had stolen from Joanne Nicholson last night before taking her into her arms, kissing her on her full lips, loosening her knot then looping her ID over her head. "Judith Fisher, 22, New Assistant." Adopting Judith's hairstyle, Ellana then put on jewellery before unfastening the black suit jacket slipping from the girls shoulders before ripping out the price tag and slipping off her high heels. "She only recently graduated from Columbia University with a 2:1 in Economics and this is her first job. An assistant to a supervisor of the "front office" a woman who buys and sells securities. She ultimately wants to work her way up into senior management. Judith is bisexual and hopes her outfit will be a hit with whoever her new boss is, she's not really picky and is attracted to older women." Unbuttoning her blouse revealed a hint of solid white low cut push up bra, emphasising her small A-cup breasts, then Ellana unzipped her suit trousers working them from her slender hips peeling them down her long legs revealing a a matching solid white tanga thong. Whipping off Judith's panties exposed her small but tidy clitoris topped with a trimmed strip of ash blonde pubic hair and small plum shaped buttocks. Pulling up the underwear, Ellana stripped off the reminder of Judith's blouse then unhooked her bra admiring her cute A-cups with perky circular dark pink areolas. Taking in the sight of the naked petite Judith laying on her back seat, Ellana slipped on her suit looping the ID over her head. When she was finished she opened the car door, popping open the trunk Ellana took the unconscious Judith under her arms dragging her towards her waiting trunk. Stashing the girl inside she bound her wrists and ankles with duct tape then gagged her before slamming the trunk shut, locking it up. Reaching into the car Ellana picked up Judith's handbag looping it over her shoulder, then straightening her stolen suit walked towards the front entrance.


The Federal Reserve Front Entrance 9:10am


Her heels clicking off the marble floor, Ellana approached two uniformed guards one male the other female who were dressed more like police officers. They were standing by a square metal arch, the male operating a desk terminal, while his pretty brunette colleague flashed her a smile. "Good morning ma'am." She glanced at the ID. "You must be the Ice Queens new hire." She shared a glance at the man who shook his head. "Damn. She's like her sixth this year. Old Maxine is really going through them." The female guard nodded as she scanned Ellana's ID. "Judith Fisher, 22. First time at the Fed. That about right?" Ellana nodded. "Yes. I'am really looking for it." The female held out her hand. "Just need you to go through the scanner and you're all set." Ellana walked through the arch, not knowing what to expect, the guard seemed satisfied. "Okay, you're all good. Just follow the hall to the far end, and go through those double doors on your right. Follow the signs to Mrs Maxine Winters or rather follow the sounds of tantrums. Good luck, kid." The woman said flashing her a sympathetic look as he male guard chuckled. "She will need it alright." Following the guards directions Ellana looked around the large cavernous interior. Hmm? Not to dissimilar from a Zenobian Bank, but I never cared much for it. Besides it's appearance doesn't help me much. I have been in a bank before but they always were the same everywhere. Looks like the same is true of earth banks. Reaching the large wooden doors at the far end of the hall, Ellana slipped through.


The Office of Supervisor of Trading Securities. 9:15am


As Ellana knocked on the office door of Mrs Maxine Winters, she heard an impatient "enter" from behind the door. Entering she found an attractive middle aged human sat behind her desk. "So you are my new assistant, eh? Another child? Wonderful. Yet another reminder of my age." Maxine lent back into her chair tenting her fingers. She had slightly lined angular features, with high cheekbones and piercing blue eyes that still retained her youth. Framed by long curly black hair that dangled loosely on shoulders. She was wearing a navy blue power suit, with matching skirt. Black heels and a matching silk blouse that just about contained her ample D-cup breasts and full voluptuous figure. Gracing her neck was a petal choker with pearl earrings clipped in her ears. "Yes. I'am Judith Fisher, a pleasure." The woman remained unimpressed. "We will see. My last assistant resigned because apparently I stressed her out and was too "unreasonable". She was simply weak willed and never remembered my favourite morning coffee. I hope you will make a better impression. Fetch me a decaf latte with two pumps of low fat milk from the breakroom down the hall. And be quick about it!" What an unreasonable woman! Reminds me of Professor Darra, one of my old XS lecturers. She always asked for assignments to be done in triplicate! I think I did the real Judith Fisher a favour by giving her the day off. "Right away, Mrs Winters." As Ellana closed the office door, she heard Maxine shout. "Don't spill it all on your way back you callow youth!" She walked down the hall, trying to memorise the order.


9:30am


Ellana weaved her way through the busy trading floor carrying Maxine's coffee trying her best not to spill a drop. I hope she accepts that they were out of decaf and I had to use caffeinated gold roast. I think I may have put three pumps instead of two. Well we will see. Retracing her steps to the office, Ellana knocked on the door opening it as soon as she heard the woman's voice. "You took your sweet time. Late just like the last girl! Well I hope it isn't gold because of your dithering about!" Sighing Ellana set the mug with the steaming hot liquid onto the desk, standing gingerly back as Maxine took up the mug, taking a sip. "Ugh!" She recoiled back slamming the mug onto the desk. "That's caffeinated and you put in THREE pumps in when I specifically said TWO pumps. Stupid girl! Just like the last 5!" Ellana walked around her desk as the women continued her rant. "You are like all the rest of today's youth! You will never amount to much. You are a failure Judith Fisher-ugh!!" Ellana fed up of her tirade swiftly chopped her in the side of her neck, the woman let out a pained yelp as she slumped unconscious in her chair. "Oh shut up! If I wanted to hear that, I would have stayed on Zenobia and talked with my Great Aunt Markia." Ellana said as locked the office door before stripping off Judith's suit.


Straddling the unconscious Maxine on her chair, Ellana kissed her passionately on the lips assuming her form. "Maxine Winters, 43, Supervisor of Trading Securities." Ellana removed the woman's jewellery putting it on herself before slipping off her heels. " She has been working at the federal reserve for 20 years, where she started as a lowly analyst. She's had four marriages, four divorces with two teenage girls and one boy. She's well aware of her moniker "The Ice Queen" and abuses it to the fullest." Slipping off the jacket from Maxine's shoulders Ellana unbuttoned her blouse getting a peak of ample D-cup breasts covered by a black lace slip, with a hint of a black lace bra underneath. After unzipping the woman's skirt from the side Ellana pulling the garment from her shapely hips, down her stocking covered legs. Removing Maxine's blouse she rolled up her slip revealing her modesty covered by black lace briefs, matching stocks and a suspender belt. First Ellana unclipped the stockings rolling them down the ice queens legs very gently, then whipped off her briefs from between her thighs glimpsing a full womanhood crowned with a trimmed triangle of black fuzz, followed by the suspender belt. Once she had slipped on the lingerie, Ellana held up Maxine's arms pulling her slip up over her head then reaching around her back unclasped her black lace wonderbra. Ellana admired her large lush breasts with full roundel shaped light pink puffy areolas and amazing figure. After she had gotten dressed in the woman's suit, Ellana tore up Judith's white blouse binding her wrists, ankles and gagging her then picking up the naked form of Maxine under her shoulders dragged her to a nearby cabinet stashing her inside. Tossing the remains of Judith's suit on the supervisors body, Ellana closed the cabinet door then sat down finishing her coffee.


Looking at the papers on Maxine's dress, Ellana instantly grew bored not understanding a word. What's all this about bonds this? Interest rates that? How completely dry and dull. I think it might be best if I changed things up a bit. There has to be more to this place than numbers. Why don't I visit "my" underlings on the trading floor? Should prove insightful. Sweeping from the office Ellana entered the vast trading floor to see hundreds of workers hunched over in cubicles, typing in numbers or in intense phone conservations punctuated with the words. "Buy!" And "Sell!". Some of the workers caught her eye looking at her with a mixture of fear and dread. Ellana sighed. I can't very well stare at these people all day. Not when there is an entire large building to explore. It was then she noticed a pretty young female walk past her clutching a stack of reports to her breasts. Ellana followed her into a deserted corridor. She was attractive with tanned heart shaped features, high cheekbones and almond shaped big brown eyes. Her head covered by a crimson head scarf that matched the tight crimson blouse she wore, with black trousers and sensible shoes. A silver chain around her neck. Well let's see where she's going in a hurry. I should be able to move freely with her form. Grinning she stalked the woman down the corridor, quickening her pace...


The same moment across the street


It took Task Force Ellana only an hour to enter the apartment of Joanne Nicholson, finding her naked in her closet. After flashing her to wipe her memories, N had tracked Ellana's internet history, finding out that her next destination was the Federal Gold Reserve. Now they found themselves sitting in P's tech truck, observing the outside of the Federal Reserve, eyes peeled for their quarry. "We know she's inside the Fed, but charging in their with neuralysers or in disguise isn't going to cut it. Security is way too tight. We have to wait it out, lay a trap for her as soon as she sets foot out that door. " L said as she glanced at the monitors over K's shoulder, face appearing younger in the light, as P nodded in ascent next to her. " If she does anything stupid and blows up the reserve, then we'll know and take a more direct approach." Nearby sitting at a workstation, M turned from servicing her trusty .44 Colt Python revolver, which stayed in the sedan most of the time. "So we aren't going in? Not stealing any uniforms or anything? I'am still trying to get that image of of those bunny chicks out of my head." L chuckled slightly. "Not this time, rookie. If we did then our careers would be over swiftly." She said flashing a brief knowing look at P, who gave the merest of nods. M breathed a sigh of relief as P grinned. "What's up with you, kid? I thought you would like the sight of women in their underwear? M looked away blushing as the team, even N burst out in laughter. L shook her head smiling. "Alright, settle down guys. Let's get some coffee. We are on a stakeout and we could be here a while. And I haven't had my morning coffee. Rookie, go make yourself useful." M sighed putting down her revolver as the rest of the team sounded off their orders.


The Federal Reserve Trading Floor 9:40am


Fatima Atiyah hurried through the deserted corridor heading towards the elevator. The meeting starts in 10:15am and the new executive needs these reports. It's a good thing I didn't put on heels this morning. As she neared a broom cupboard and beyond that the elevator to the upper floors, Fatima felt her right foot slip but quickly regained her footing. Damn shoes! I have only just gotten them last week and still having trouble! Before she could continue on her way, Fatima felt a slender hand clamp around her mouth muffling her cry, then another clamp around her throat knocking the reports from her hand. "Shh! There's no need to rush dear. I will take it from here." Fatima's eyes widened as she heard Mrs Winters voice. Her surprise was cut short as she felt a pinch either side of her neck. Slumping unconscious with a muffled squeak in Mrs Winters' arms, Fatima was dragged into the cupboard behind her.


After fetching the fallen papers from the corridor, Ellana stripped out of Maxine's power suit and undergarments before kneeling beside the unconscious girl, propped up against the wall of the cupboard, kissing her gently on her lips unwrapping her headscarf. "Fatima Atiyah, 22, Federal Reserve Analyst." She said loosening Fatima's light brown hair, adopting the bun then putting on her jewellery before slipping off the shoes. "She's from a non conservative Saudi family who eat pork and are not very devout Muslims. She wears the hijab as more of a style option. Fatimah herself is dating an African African man, who's a New York cab driver and her parents approve of the match." Unbuttoning Fatima's shirt revealed small B-cup breasts enveloped in a solid blue low cut bra, with a front fastening, then Ellana unfastened her black trousers peeling them from her slender hips down her long tanned legs. Caring nothing for the girl's modesty, Ellana whipped off Fatima's matching thong exposing a small vulva trimmed into a thin light brown strip. Pulling on the underwear, she folded out the half naked analysts shirt unclipping the bra admiring her small but well formed B-cups with perky dark brown circular areolas. Slipping off Fatima's shirt from her shoulders, Ellana stood over the naked analyst getting dressed in her clothes. When she finished winding the hijab around her head, Ellana bound the naked Fatima with duct tape gagging her before picking up the reports. Sparing the attractive tanned naked Fatima a parting look, Ellana left the cupboard. Using her memories she made her way to the second floor.


As she ascended the lift, Ellana sifted through Fatima's memories. She was on her way to deliver some important documents to one of the executives of the the Federal Reserve, a Ms Joyce Yeardley. A woman who had only just got her promotion and is due to attend a meeting with the rest of the leadership. The main topic being this FOMC meeting in DC. This will be my chance to observe the inner workings of this institution. Getting off the elevator as soon as the doors opened, Ellana grinned making her way to Ms Yeardley's office.



The Office of Joyce Yeardley, Federal Reserve Second Floor 9:50am


Joyce Yeardley paced her office wringing her hands from worry. My first meeting since my promotion and they want me to give a speech about the Royal Canadian Mint? Damn it! What if I screw things up? Give me a balance sheet and I can rattle of the figures no problem. But a speech? The last time I made one of those was at my sister's wedding and I stammered the whole way through. As she took deep breaths to calm her nerves, Joyce checked her reflection in the window. At 34 she was the youngest and greenest executive member, and a looker too. Her slightly squared features, high cheekbones and piercing blue hair with knotted honey blonde hair had helped her to secure her promotion. Especially for a board that needed new younger blood. Joyce was wearing a light blue pantsuit with a white silk blouse that hugged her trim athletic figure, and matching blue heels. Around her slender neck was a blue ribbon choker and large hooped earrings. Joyce was hoping for a mixture of professionalism and sex appeal that would impart a sense of confidence, something she was sorely lacking right now. A knock at the door interrupted her musings.

"C-come in." She stammered a little too nervously. The door opened to reveal a young pretty middle eastern analyst wearing a crimson hijab. "Ms Yeardley? I have the documents for your meeting this morning." Joyce breathed a sigh of relief. "Y-yes, excellent! You are a godsend! Please put them on my desk!" She said her voice high and quavering. What the hell Joyce? She's just an analyst. It's not like she's going to bite your head off. The girl sized her up before flashing a warm smile, doing as she was instructed. "Forgive me, ma'am. But you seem a little nervous. Is there anything I can do?" The analyst asked as turned from the task approaching her. "Not unless you have a cure for nervousness." The girl was face to face with her, raising her right hand. "Well there's this one thing. It's quite fast acting and works a treat." Joyce looked at her expectantly. "Well what is it-ugh!!?" She was unprepared for the blow to her neck that rendered her unconscious in an instant. "You see quite fast acting, dear." Ellana grinned as she caught the woman's weight lowering her onto her chair. "All your problems just go away."

10:10am

Smiling at her humour, Ellana stripped out of Fatima's clothes before straddling the unconscious Joyce assuming her form with a kiss as she loosened her silky blonde hair. "Joyce Yeardley, 34, Executive Federal Reserve Board." Ellana said as she adopted her hair style before removing her accessories putting them on then slipping off her heels. " She's on a professional singles dating site looking for Mr Right. So far she has remained a virgin, focused on her career but has recently begun to feel alone. Fortunately, she has had a response and is due to meet up with a Wall Street Reader this evening. He's four years older than she." Unfolding Joyce's jacket Ellana slipped it off her shoulders one arm at a time then unbuttoned her silk blouse, revealing lush C-cups embraced by a blue satin bra with black lace trim. After unfastening her trousers she worked them from around Joyce's hips peeling them down her legs, before whipping off her matching g-string thong exposing a small clitoris crowned with a trimmed golden haired strip. Pulling up the thong Ellana stripped off the remainder of the blouse then reaching around Joyce's back unclasped her bra, admiring her well formed breasts with pink puffy circular areolas as she tugged off the undergarment. Quickly putting on Joyce's suit, Ellana tore up Fatima's Hijab binding and gagging the slim attractive naked executive. When she was finished, Ellana picked up the naked Joyce under her shoulders dragging her over to a cabinet behind her desk stashing her inside along with Fatima's clothes closing the door behind her. Rubbing her hands together Ellana sat at Joyce's desk picking up the reports. Now to see what all the fuss is about?


As she leafed through the documents Ellana shook her head trying to make heads and tails of them. "Something about Canada holding off on interest rates until they see what the US is doing. What on Zenobia are interest rates? And then there's something about-" Before she could even get to the next part she was interrupted by the sound of the phone going off on Joyce's desk. Irritably she picked up the receiver. "Yes! What is it? I'am a little busy!" The voice that answered was a young female. "Um sorry Ms Yeardley. This is Brenda, Mr Beaumont's assistant. I'am calling tomorrow you the meetings started and we are expecting you." Of course! The meeting how could I forget. Ellana nodded. "Of course, thank you for letting me now. Tell them I'am on my way and apologise to the board please for my lateness." Hanging up the phone, Ellana scooped up the reports then swept from Joyce's office using her memories to guide her too the boardroom on the fourth floor.

Federal Reserve Boardroom 4th floor 10:16am


"Ah Ms Yeardley, I see you are late for your first meeting. I hope this isn't the start of a trend." Said an elderly human male who sat at the head of a long wooden table tenting his fingers as Ellana entered the room. He exchanged glances with eight other suited humans of both genders and Ellana noted all middle aged. She quickly hurried to her seat. "Apologies, Mr Beaumont. Ladies and gentlemen. I was a little...tied up with nerves but it soon cleared up." Taking her seat, Ellana gave a small ironic smile laying down her papers. " That's not a problem, Joyce. This is your first meeting so I will let this slide. So ladies and gentlemen? Let's start with the first item on the agenda."


1 hour later


Ellana was bored. Over the cause of the hour she had lost all interest in the meeting which graced such fascinating topics like interest rates and the rise of inflation in line with unemployment. Mr Beaumont's dry moronic voice was just as soporific as the philosophy lecturers at Columbia University. In an effort to maintain her focus, Ellana had been scribbling amusing little caricatures on her notepad of the board members being eaten by a pack of bearcats and Mr Beaumont with the two horns and ugly sneer of a Mistulan male. Sighing quietly out of desperation having filled up her page, Ellana glanced at the portfolio she had brought in. Great. More interest rates and other gibberish, I'am not a mathematician. Let's look at the reports. Ellana began to leaf through the report she had begun to read an hour before, something catching her eye. The Royal Bank of Canada have been waited for the Federal Reserve to make their move. But what's all these numbers. "Money printed at the Winnipeg Mint?" Well I have never understood human money, just enough to get by. Maybe this is a chance to investigate deeper into the matter. And there is one place I need to visit before I wrap up my investigations here. First things first, I need out of this meeting and a new form. Looking up from the reports, Ellana cleared her throat.


All nine members of the board shot their heads in her direction as Mr Beaumont let out an irritated sigh as stood next to a screen with various graphs and charts. "Yes, Ms Yeardley? I trust we are not boring you? What appears to be the issue?" Ellana flashed him a false apologetic smile. "Sorry, Mr Beaumont, ladies and gentlemen of the board. May I be excused? I urgently need the bathroom." Beaumont fixed her with an angry frustrated glance shaking his head. "Of course you can go to the bathroom, Joyce. You don't need to ask permission this isn't Elementary School." The other executives chuckled as she rose from her chair. "But remember Ms Yeardley? You are due to give your speech on Canadian interest rates in ten minutes. If I were you, I would make it quick." Ellana nodded before she left the room. A speech? Oh no that won't do at all. I don't want to talk to these people. I don't even know what they are going on about. Let's hope there's a suitable female in the bathroom when I get there. Using Joyce's memories, she made her way to the fourth floor women's restroom.


Fourth Floor Women's Bathroom 11:20am


Ellana let out a sigh of relief as she washed her hands glancing at her stolen reflection. I'am so glad to be out of that room, away from all those stuffy humans. I think I did the real Joyce a favour giving her the morning off and all. The woman was a bag of nerves and those bearcats would have tore her apart. But I really need a change of face, I'am not going back in there. I need to find the vault, that has more than 500000 gold bars stored in there and it's a sight I must record. Where's a female when you need one. Suddenly as if to answer her question, the door to the bathroom opened behind her. Through the mirror Ellana flashed a smile to a pretty young woman who had just entered. She was an attractive specimen with slightly tanned diamond features, slender cheekbones and bright almond shaped eyes framed by shoulder length light brown hair cut into an elegant bob. As the girl flashed her a smile back Ellana sized up her clothes. She was wearing a red suit jacket with a white blouse underneath, black pencil skirt and red high heels. A pearl choker clipped around her throat with matching studded earrings. Yes she will do nicely. Red was always my colour. Approaching the girl Ellana cocked her head as she washed her hands, raising her right hand she swiftly chopped the girl on the right side of her throat, right at her nerve clusters. "The girl let out a cute pained squeak as she was rendered out cold instantly. Letting the unconscious woman fall back into her arms Ellana switched off the tap before dragging her body into the empty cubicle behind her.


Seating the unconscious woman on the toilet bowl, Ellana locked the cubicle door before slipping out of Joyce's clothes then straddling the girl she assumed her form with a kiss. "Regina Cabot, 25, Secretary. She's having an affair with her boss, who is a married father of two. She has recently missed her period but hasn't done a pregnancy test yet. She doesn't know if she should tell her boss." After removing Regina's jewellery putting it on herself before slipping off her suit jacket followed by her heels, discovering her legs where covered by nude coloured tights. Unbuttoning Regina's blouse Ellana caught a glimpse of B-cup breasts enveloped by a low cut pink lace bra, then reaching around her back she unzipped the secretaries skirt peeling from her hips and down her tanned legs covered by her tights. Taking great care Ellana gently rolled the tights from around Regina's waist, glancing at the matching pink thong as she pulled them off carefully one leg at a time before whipping off the pink thong exposing a full clitoris decorated with a trimmed thin triangle of light brown pubic hair. After pulling up the panties followed by the tights, Ellana slipped the blouse off Regina's shoulders then unhooked the bra from the front folding the garment out to take in the sight of the secretaries well rounded breasts with perky dark pink circular areolas. Admiring the slim naked form of Regina Cabot, Ellana got dressed in the rest of her clothes. Fastening up the jacket she tore up strips of Joyce's blouse binding and gagging the sleeping secretary. Looping the woman's handbag over her shoulder, Ellana climbed over the cubicle door landing on the other side with all the grace of a bearcat. Searching the attendants cupboard, Ellana stuck on an out of order sign on Regina's cubicle door as she swept from the bathroom.


As soon as she left Ellana bumped into another young woman, a pretty blonde in a navy dress. Regina's memories told her this was Brenda, Mr Beaumont's secretary. "Hey, Regina. You haven't seen Ms Yeardley have you? Mr Beaumont is fuming because she hasn't returned from the bathroom to give her speech." Ellana straightened herself out flashing the girl a smile. "Well she's certainly not in the bathroom. But if I see her then I will tell her immediately." Brenda nodded her head. "Thanks, Regina. See you later." The woman turned on her heels walking back to the boardroom. Breathing a sigh of relief Ellana walked into the elevator, pressing the button for the lobby. Now to see all this gold. I can't wait.


The Federal Reserve Lobby 11:30am


Her heels clacking from the marble floor of the Federal Reserve Lobby, Ellana pondered just how she was going to get into the heavily guarded vault. I doubt that they let mere secretaries into the vault. I need a new form and a reason to be there. Near the entrance Ellana overheard the two guards who had let her in that very morning. "Hey, David. You know my buddy Laura? She told me that there's a big gold transfer coming in from the Bank of Canada in half an hour. And she's going to unload it." The blonde female said to David has he continued to man the front desk. "That's one lucky friend you have there, Susan. All we are doing are being glorified receptionists, but with badges." Susan smiled as she lent against the desk. "Yeah I wanted to able to tell my daughter that I got to handle the gold. But instead it's business as usual. Hey, have you seen that replacement auditor for Sharon? The one the treasury sent down last minute?" David nodded his head. "Yep, the poor suit is lost. I mean I'am surprised that no ones come down to collect her." Suddenly, Ellana felt a finger tap her shoulder.

She turned to see a young pretty human female with pale heart shaped features, high cheekbones and big brown slanted eyes. Her raven coloured hair knotted through a pair of sticks. She was wearing a cream coloured pantsuit with a pink blouse underneath and white high heels, that hugged her slim petite frame. Only her ears were pierced with studs. "Excuse me. I'am Sarah Arasaka, the Auditor from the US Treasury. I'am here to audit the gold transfer. Could you please tell me where the vault is? I'am dreadfully lost and no one has come down to meet me." Ellana flashed her a false friendly smile. Well it's not everyday a disguise just walks up to me and asks directions. How fortuitous. Her form will get me in the vault easily. Time to be extra helpful. " Of course, ma'am. I was just looking for you, actually. If you follow me I can take you down to the vault, I know where it is." Sarah let out a sigh of relief. "Oh thank god. You are quite the lifesaver. Lead on." Grinning widely Ellana led the women down a deserted corridor, towards a broom cupboard. "Erm, excuse me. Are you certain this is the way to the vault? You look as lost as I'am." Standing outside the broom cupboard Ellana raised her right hand. " I have a confession to make. This isn't the way to the vault, but this broom cupboard instead." Sarah looked nervously. "What? I don't quite underst-agh!!" With lightning speed, Ellana spun round striking the woman in the side of her neck. Sarah let out a brief squeak of pained surprised as Ellana caught her unconscious body falling forwards. "Allow me to make that audit for you, Sarah." She quipped dragging the woman into the cupboard.


Propping the unconscious Sarah against the wall of the cupboard, Ellana stripped out of Regina's clothes before kneeling by the unconscious auditor planting a kiss on her warm lips, loosening her hair knot then took out her ear studs inserting them in. "Sarah Arasaka, 26, US Treasury Auditor." Ellana said as she adopted the woman's style then slipped off her heels. "She collects Japanese dolls, just like her mother. She as a collection of over 100 and counting. Sarah's husband finds this creepy and it's a bone of contention between them." After removing Sarah's jacket from her shoulders, Ellana unbuttoned the blouse getting a hint of of nude coloured lace bralette covering small A-cup breasts. Unzipping the woman's trousers she peeled them off her hips and down her long legs, along with her matching lace shorts exposing a small clitoris topped with a thick strip of trimmed black pubic fuzz. Pulling up the stolen lingerie Ellana slipped off the rest of Sarah's blouse before unclipping her bralette from the rear, admiring her cute little breasts with puffy slightly pointed dark brown areolas. Once she finished getting dressed in the auditors clothes, Ellana picked up some duct tape from a nearby shelf taping up Sarah's wrists and ankles gagging her. With the pleasing lithe naked form of Sarah secured, Ellana exited the broom cupboard backtracking to the lobby.


Upon her return to the lobby, Ellana was greeted by three Federal Reserve employers one female and two males along with two guards of either gender. "Mrs Arasaka? Claire Brunner, Supervisor of transfers." The woman a middle aged brunette dressed in a non descript pinstripe suit held out her hand, which Ellana shook. "A pleasure to meet you. I apologise for the delay with your security team, we are having something of a minor crisis on the executive floors. Apparently one the executives and a secretary have thought it high time to go missing on us." Ellana flashed a sympathetic smile. "I'am very sorry to hear that. I hope you find them soon." Claire shook her head. "Not to worry, the Fed is a big place quite easy to get lost in even for long time employees like me. Come Mrs Arasaka. We will give you a quick briefing then we will had down to the vaults loading bay to supervise and audit the transfer." Falling into the group, Ellana smiled in anticipation.


Task Force Ellana Support Truck, Across from the Federal Reserve 11:45am


Sighing P got off the phone with the Financial District listening station. "Well what's the matter, Paddy? Things don't look good?" L asked as P shook his ginger head. "You can say that again, guys. That was the Listening Station on Wall Street, there's a big gold transfer coming into the Federal Reserve in 15 minutes. Low key nothing too fancy. A gold buillion truck with a single NYPD cruiser escort. After all anything more and they might as well attach a sign saying "come steal this" to all the crooks out there." M & L shared glances sighing as L looked over N's shoulder studying the monitors. " Our girl will be there and will most definitely try something. Hell she might even tip off the authorities with a general alarm. We need in on that transfer and we need to act now." An idea came to L as N flicked through the security monitors, she noticed two young female federal reserve police officers standing near a rear entrance. They were dressed in black uniforms; short sleeve shirt with shoulder flashes and the US flag, white undershirts, matching trousers and sensible shoes their equipment belts around their waists. Over which were Kevlar vests with "FED RESERVE" stenciled on the back and on the front in yellow. Perched on their heads were black baseball caps with the logo of the Federal Reserve stitched on the front. They were both armed with M4A1 assault rifles with holographic sights and Glock 17 sidearms. One on the left was a pretty brunette with strawberry blonde hair tied into a small ponytail while the other was a striking black girl with raven coloured hair braided into cropped cornrows.


"Where is that N?" L asked the young probie agent who immediately brought up the floor plans. "That would be the vaults emergency exit, ma'am. They post guards whenever there's a transfer." L smiled as she folded her arms. "That's our ticket in. You've already hacked into their feed, right?" N grinned the light reflecting from his glasses. "It was a piece of cake. Honestly, a kid in his student dorm can hack the Fed. I have complete control over their camera's." L laughed under her breath. "I need you to get these camera's in a loop, while we take out the guards and take their uniforms. Can you get us in once we neutralised the guards?" N looking over his shoulder with a small nervous smile. "Is the the pope catholic?" M sighed as she holstered her stun pistol. "And just when I thought we weren't going to be stripping anyone today." P walked up to the pair. "We grab the changeling and it's drinks at Denny's Bar for all of us. And I'am buying." The team laughed as P clapped the agents on their shoulders. "Good luck, guys. Go get her." L smiled at her lover as the agents left the truck.


Federal Reserve Vault Emergency Exit 11:50am


Taking cover behind the low wall facing the two guards, L peered over the wall. "Okay the black girl is mine, she's definitely my size while the blonde guard is all yours." M sighed as she nodded. L felt a crackle in her ear. " Alright Linda. The cruiser as circled around to avoid attracting attention and the truck as entered the building. It's now or never. N's ready to work his magic on your go." L smiled as she drew her stun pistol pressing the safety off, feeling the thrum of energy through her wrists. "Do it." The two agents hopped the wall as they advanced on the unsuspecting guards.


Guards Valerie Harding a pretty blonde with strawberry blonde hair and Brianna Freeman stood flanking the vaults emergency exit, rifles held slackly as they grew bored with their shift. "Hey Brianna." Valerie said as she turned to the dark skinned Brianna Freeman. "Why do they even have us guarding an emergency exit for anyway? Nobody knows it exists and it that can only be opened from the inside?" Brianna turned shrugging her shoulders. "Well Valerie, you never know when terrorists or thieves will strike. We have to be ready for anything." Valerie shook her head. "But we are carrying M4s they would have to be insane or suicidal to attack us. Besides that only happens in the movies." Brianna laughed. "Just like Die Hard 3-agh!?" Valerie watched in horror as her friend was hit with a blue blast that impacted her chest. She let out a brief whelp of pain before sliding unconscious down the wall. Valerie turned in time to see two black suited women advance on her with strange silver handguns. "Halt! Stop right th-agh!" Before she could raise her rifle, Valerie felt a blast hit her chest. She let out a brief cry of pain as electricity coursed through her body, rendering her instantly unconscious as her Central Nervous System short circuited. Valerie fell forwards onto her belly in a heap, her rifle clattering to the ground the safety still on.


"A!right N. The guards are down for the count. Pop the lock." L spoke into her piece as they holstered their stun pistols. After a few moments the door opened. Grabbing the unconscious guards by their Kevlar vests, looping the fallen rifles over their shoulders the two agents dragged them inside before the door closed behind them. "So we are taking their uniforms anyway, boss? Just when I thought it was going to be a slow day." M said her voice tinged with disappointment as they stripped out of their suits. L removed Brianna's hat, Kevlar vest and equipment belt before looking up. "Well at least it's not bunny girls, rookie. Why are you complaining?" M shrugged as she stripped off Valerie's Kevlar vest and hat. "No reason. I suppose I should be grateful since these girls will be wearing underwear." The two agents quickly stripped the unconscious guards, then quickly got dressed in their uniforms standing over their underwear clad bodies. Brianna wearing only her solid black sports bra with matching hipster shorts, that emphasised her trim athletic figure. While Valerie was clad only in her white cropped camisole with matching panties. After binding the women with cable ties and gagging them with their ties, the agents dragged them into a nearby electrical cupboard. "Alright, rookie. Let's go get our girl." L took up Brianna's rifle pulling back the charging handle before shouldering it. M repeating the gesture with Valerie's. "Hell yeah. Right behind you boss." She said as the pair walked down the tunnel to the vault.


The vaults loading dock 12:01pm


Standing with her clipboard at the ready, Ellana watched as the truck was unloaded by the two Federal Reserves one a male with short black hair while the other was a pretty brunette with chestnut brown hair tied into a knot. Nearby were the three employees including Claire Brunner. As the guards placed each ot the bars onto metal trolled pallets, Ellana counted each bar making a note how many where unloaded. Looking up once she noticed two Federal Reserve guards walk into the loading dock from an emergency exit. Ellana sighed as she recognised them instantly. They may be trying to hide their features with those hats but can spot them a mile off. Well at least those uniforms fit them this time. Just keep cool and carry on, Ellana they have no idea who I'am..

13:00pm

It took nearly an hour to oversee the unloading, Ellana having countered over 500 gold bars. As she made the last of her notes, keeping a careful eye on L&M as they stood watching the transfer, Ellana smiled widely. What a fascinating experience. The morning was something to forget I have learned much today. Now time to make my exit. Claire Brunner stood next to her looking at the record Ellana had made. "Impressive work, Mrs Arasaka. That all went smoothly with no problems at all." It was then as the truck had driven away that all hell broke loose. The female guard was having trouble with her trolley as she tried to wheel it up the ramps as a gold bar fell from the pile, landing squarely on the guards foot with a dull clang of metal on metal. The woman howled with pain as L&M immediately pounced on the female guard, tackling her to the ground as the employees called the other guards who began to swarm the two agents, dragging them off the stricken brunette. Using the confusion, Ellana had slipped quietly away into the elevator. Those two are becoming way too predictable. They really don't know me at all. Well, I suppose I shouldn't complain. They are making my life easier. The funny thing is I had been considering whether to try and load the gold myself. But I got my answer Pressing the button to the lobby, Ellana ascended. Getting out of the lift, Ellana exited through the front of the reserve backtracking to the car park.


Federal Reserve Parking Lot 13:10pm


As Ellana left the Federal Reserve, retracing her steps through the parking lot where she started her investigation she considered her next destination. I should definitely visit this "Mint" next, learn more about human money. My visit was pretty informative and the gold vault itself was pretty to look at. But it seems my rivals will probably have realised that I wasn't that unfortunate guard. I need a change of clothes to get myself to the airport. Scanning around, Ellana saw a young female approach her silver rental car, in an isolated corner of the parking lot, hurriedly fishing around in her handbag. Walking towards her she appraised the woman. She was easy on the eye with gentle freckled rounded features, sloping cheekbones and emerald green eyes. Her auburn hair cut short into a pixie cut. Hugging her petite slim was a tight lace cuff white blouse, over which was a grey pinstripe waistcoat with matching trousers and jacket, black high heels. A cameo choker around her neck with dangling earrings, dress watch on her right left wrist and a ring on her left index finger. She will do nicely. Her clothes, face and money will get me on a plane no problem. Grinning, she crouched low sneaking up on the unsuspecting girl as she reached her car.


Mackenzie Ashwell stood at her rental car door as she rummaged around in her handbag looking for the keys. It was a successful productive meeting with the US shareholders but I can't wait to get back home to Winnipeg, to my sweet Jeannie. I can't see the last of this place to soon, I hate coming to the states. I just need to get to the hotel, collect my luggage and get to JFK. Goodbye New York. Ah there they are! What the hell?! Ugh, dammit Mackenzie! She sighed as she dropped her keys onto the tarmac. Bending down to pick them up, Mackenzie was just about to unlock the car when she felt a hand clamp around her mouth muffling her cry of surprise, followed by another grip around her throat. "Cute outfit, my dear. But It will be mine along with everything else. Now to sleep." Hissed an American accent in her ear as her female attacker pinched her vulnerable neck. Mackenzie let out a muffled aroused squeak of pain, as she slumped unconscious into her mysterious attackers arms. Her final sensation was being laid out on the passenger seats.


Now naked Ellana straddled the unconscious woman on the back seat of her rental car planting a passionate kiss, on her inviting lips as she removed the woman's jewellery. "Mackenzie Ashwell, 24, Businesswoman from Canada. Winnipeg to be exact. Well how fortuitous." Ellana put on Mackenzie's jewellery before stripping off the girl's jacket, waistcoat and high heels. "She's a big fan of Ice Hockey and is a season ticket holder with the Winnipeg Jets. That's where she met her girlfriend and later fiancée Jeannie. They are due to get married in the fall." Unbuttoning Mackenzie's blouse revealed cute B-cup breasts enveloped in a strappy crimson front fastening lace bra. After unfastening the girls' trousers, Ellana peeled them from Mackenzie's slender hips down her long toned legs along with her matching strappy thong from between her thighs, exposing a small vulva crowned with a trimmed strip of auburn pubic hair. Whipping up the stolen thong, Ellana stripped the reminder of Mackenzie's blouse from her half naked form before unclipping her bra, pulling it free from her chest. She admired her pretty freckled well formed breasts with puffy pink areolas as she clipped on the bra then got dressed in the rest of the businesswoman's suit.


When she was finished Ellana picked up Mackenzie's pleasingly petite naked body under her shoulders, dragging her from her back suit around to her trunk. Unlocking it she scooped up the naked girl laying her in her side, getting a good look at her pert plum shaped buttocks before slamming the trunk shut. No need to bind her. I will be her for a long time. Walking around to the driver's side Ellana got behind the wheel, searching her handbag on the passenger seat. She grinned as she found a plane ticket to Winnipeg. "Well, well, well lucky me. Saves me having to buy a ticket. I can just drive to the airport, no need to pick up her luggage." Slamming the rental car door shut, Ellana switched on the engine pulling out of the parking lot. Smiling she followed the signs to JFK International Airport. Well I'am looking forward to seeing what precisely happens at this "Mint" and to finding out more about human money. She laughed wondering how long it will take her nemeses to catch up.

[Stormtrooper1990]

MiB FIELD REPORT (TASK FORCE ELLANA)

CASE NUMBER:- EL117803

Location:- New York Federal Gold Reserve, New York USA

Date:- 03/09/2024

Incident:- Close Encounter of the Fourth Kind

Attending agents:- L ( Senior Lead Agent) M ( Probationary Agent)


Support team 05:- P( Lead Agent) N( Probationary Agent and Data Analyst) K ( Communication and Drone Specialist) D (Logistics) J ( Driver)


Status: Ongoing


Report Summary


Following on from Ellana's exploration of the New York dating scene, we tracked her to the Federal Gold Reserve at the heart of the Financial District. Upon our arrival in the morning the Task Force elected to wait Ellana out, since security was tight at the Reserve and we didn't want to risk a full blown incident with the authorities which could have risked exposing our existence and that of Ellana herself. In hindsight this proved to be a fateful mistake, if the extent of Ellana's activities within the Federal Reserve were anything to go by.


However come lunch time, we had learned from the Wall Street listening station that a good transfer from the Royal Bank of Canada was enroute to the Fed Reserve. Knowing Ellana's penchant for causing a scene and with the risk of her causing an alarm, we decided to change tactics and infiltrate the vault to apprehend her. Agents M and I with the assistant from TFE, neutralised two Federal Reserve police officers and acquired their uniforms. We neuralysed them at the scene and proceeded to the vault. I take full responsibility for the action as this was my tactical decision alone.


We fell back to the old standby of waiting until Ellana would make a mistake, so we observed the gold transfer using our disguises effectively and when one of the police officers injured her foot with a falling gold bar, we thought we had our quarry. Wishful thinking it turned out to be as Ellana was able to blend in and exit quietly in the chaos, as we were arrested by Federal Reserve security. We later learned that Ellana was impersonating the replacement auditor Mrs Sarah Arasaka, 24 and did her job most admirably according to the witnesses we questioned later.


With Agent P's help we were able to local all 5 of Ellana's victims within the Federal Reserve. We questioned all of them and neuralysed them along with all witnesses, inventing a cover story of a suprise security audit from the US Treasury which gave the Federal Reserve a clean bill of health. We have reason to believe that Ellana may be heading to the Royal Canadian Mint in Winnipeg, since this was on the agenda in the General Executive Meeting Ellana had attended. And N has found evidence of a possible sixth victim who was impersonated then abducted by Ellana, in the Federal Reserve Parking Lot.


Signed

Agent L (Senior Lead Agent, Task Force Ellana)

[meditions142]

Stormtrooper, I still am in amazement of how many great stories you can post for us to enjoy. Another wonderful one.

Great scenes here. We start off with the wonderful nerve pinch of knockout of Judith. Another great example of distraction. She is so busy with her makeup she makes herself an easy target. And love the description of the nerve pinches effect on her "pinching the vulnerable sides of her throat. Her feeble whimpering gave way to a muffled squeak as she slumped unconscious on the back seat of her car, in her attackers arms. Her final sensation before losing consciousness was her jewellery being removed."

Also, the Fatima scene was great. The good old pop out of the closet, apply the nerve pinch and then drag the unconscious woman into the closet trick.

I also really liked the scene with Regina. The description was great."raising her right hand she swiftly chopped the girl on the right side of her throat, right at her nerve clusters. The girl let out a cute pained squeak as she was rendered out cold instantly. Letting the unconscious woman fall back into her arms Ellana switched off the tap before dragging her body into the empty cubicle behind her." The image of Regina being knocked out instantly and then falling into Ellana's arms is really sexy.

All great scenes but as I am sure you expected the scene where L and M take out the guards is my favorite scene. First off, love the set up with Valerie and Brianna having an ordinary day. We even have Valerie saying the old "nothing every is going to happen" discussion but Brianna at least indicating they need to be vigilant.

Great image of Brianna being hit and then sliding down the wall. And I really love the description of Valerie being taken out. We get that wonderful concept of the outmatched guard never getting to even raise her gun. Love the description: "Halt! Stop right th-agh!" Before she could raise her rifle, Valerie felt a blast hit her chest. She let out a brief cry of pain as electricity coursed through her body, rendering her instantly unconscious as her Central Nervous System short circuited. Valerie fell forwards onto her belly in a heap, her rifle clattering to the ground the safety still on." The good old stun blast short circuiting Valerie's CNS. Still love the way the blast disrupts a woman's nervous system so much she is sent instantly to sleepyland and will be there for a good long time.

And it didn't hurt that I bet Valerie looked really sexy in her cropped camisole and matching panties. particularly after she was tied up and gagged.

Then at the end we get another wonderful nerve pinch on Mackenzie. And great comment from Ellana ""Cute outfit, my dear. But It will be mine along with everything else. Now to sleep."

What a fabulous chapter!

[Stormtrooper1990]

Stormtrooper, I still am in amazement of how many great stories you can post for us to enjoy. Another wonderful one.

Great scenes here. We start off with the wonderful nerve pinch of knockout of Judith. Another great example of distraction. She is so busy with her makeup she makes herself an easy target. And love the description of the nerve pinches effect on her "pinching the vulnerable sides of her throat. Her feeble whimpering gave way to a muffled squeak as she slumped unconscious on the back seat of her car, in her attackers arms. Her final sensation before losing consciousness was her jewellery being removed."

Also, the Fatima scene was great. The good old pop out of the closet, apply the nerve pinch and then drag the unconscious woman into the closet trick.

I also really liked the scene with Regina. The description was great."raising her right hand she swiftly chopped the girl on the right side of her throat, right at her nerve clusters. The girl let out a cute pained squeak as she was rendered out cold instantly. Letting the unconscious woman fall back into her arms Ellana switched off the tap before dragging her body into the empty cubicle behind her." The image of Regina being knocked out instantly and then falling into Ellana's arms is really sexy.

All great scenes but as I am sure you expected the scene where L and M take out the guards is my favorite scene. First off, love the set up with Valerie and Brianna having an ordinary day. We even have Valerie saying the old "nothing every is going to happen" discussion but Brianna at least indicating they need to be vigilant.

Great image of Brianna being hit and then sliding down the wall. And I really love the description of Valerie being taken out. We get that wonderful concept of the outmatched guard never getting to even raise her gun. Love the description: "Halt! Stop right th-agh!" Before she could raise her rifle, Valerie felt a blast hit her chest. She let out a brief cry of pain as electricity coursed through her body, rendering her instantly unconscious as her Central Nervous System short circuited. Valerie fell forwards onto her belly in a heap, her rifle clattering to the ground the safety still on." The good old stun blast short circuiting Valerie's CNS. Still love the way the blast disrupts a woman's nervous system so much she is sent instantly to sleepyland and will be there for a good long time.

And it didn't hurt that I bet Valerie looked really sexy in her cropped camisole and matching panties. particularly after she was tied up and gagged.

Then at the end we get another wonderful nerve pinch on Mackenzie. And great comment from Ellana ""Cute outfit, my dear. But It will be mine along with everything else. Now to sleep."

What a fabulous chapter!

Thanks my friend, I'am glad you liked it. Its a pleasure to bring Ellana's saga to life.


Indeed, so distracted was Judith at looking the absolute best for her first day at work that she didn't see or hear Ellana get into the car, right behind her in true horror movie fashion and give a little pinch, right in the back seat of her car.


It's another of Ellana's favourite tactics, one that she perfected during the Olympics. She was able cut Fatima off, hide in the closet then waited until she had a little malfunction with her shoe, then a quick pinch later and poor Fatima is in sleepyland minus her clothes. She only realised what was happening when Ellana whispered into her ear, but by that point Fatima was already doomed.


Indeed, it's a another variation of the classic bathroom takeout. This time Ellana even flashes a smile to Regina, gets one back before swiftly chopping the poor secretary and sexily dragging into the waiting cubicle. I was partly inspired by the scene in Hawaii Five'0 with the stewardess in the bathroom. Granted the poor woman is killed in that scenario but the set up and build up makes it a great steal scene, and it served as wonderful inspiration. With an happy ending for Regina. (Well insofar as her survival of course. Still she lost her clothes.)


Among all the scenes in the story, my absolute favourite was Brianna's and Valerie's takeout by L&M. Its the perfect sentry scene. Two bored guards having that classic "it's never going to happen" discussion. But Brianna is at least a little vigilant but it's always the vigilant ones who get taken down first. And the two women will spend the next four hours in sleepyland in their undies in a dark dingy electrical cabinet. They were hopelessly outmatched by our military trained MiB agents. With poor Valerie even forgetting she had a rifle.


Yeah, I think that image of cute Valerie laying slumped all ties up against her friend and fellow cutie Brianna in just her sexy little camisole and panties, was arguably my favourite scene. There is something about camisoles and panties on a girl that really does something for me.


Definitely, Mackenzie was far to distracted in trying to fish out her keys from her handbag that she never really saw Ellana appear right behind her. Then a little pinch later, and that cute suit is all Ellana's. Plus she as a ticket to Winnipeg.


Thanks again my friend. The next stop is the Royal Canadian Mint in Winnipeg!

[meditions142]

Among all the scenes in the story, my absolute favourite was Brianna's and Valerie's takeout by L&M. Its the perfect sentry scene. Two bored guards having that classic "it's never going to happen" discussion. But Brianna is at least a little vigilant but it's always the vigilant ones who get taken down first. And the two women will spend the next four hours in sleepyland in their undies in a dark dingy electrical cabinet. They were hopelessly outmatched by our military trained MiB agents. With poor Valerie even forgetting she had a rifle.

The one other thing I liked about the scene with Valerie and Brianna was the discussion before hand. I always really like scenes where the oblivious guards are being discussed by the infiltrators but they have no idea they are being watched and talked about. Here we have such fun dialogue.

Agent L's comments are fantastic. "I need you to get these camera's in a loop, while we take out the guards and take their uniforms. Can you get us in once we neutralised the guards?" Then we get "Okay the black girl is mine, she's definitely my size while the blonde guard is all yours."

And also even after the events "Alright N. The guards are down for the count. Pop the lock."

Love the detached matter of fact comments. To L the two women are just obstacles and opportunities to get uniforms.

[Stormtrooper1990]

Among all the scenes in the story, my absolute favourite was Brianna's and Valerie's takeout by L&M. Its the perfect sentry scene. Two bored guards having that classic "it's never going to happen" discussion. But Brianna is at least a little vigilant but it's always the vigilant ones who get taken down first. And the two women will spend the next four hours in sleepyland in their undies in a dark dingy electrical cabinet. They were hopelessly outmatched by our military trained MiB agents. With poor Valerie even forgetting she had a rifle.

The one other thing I liked about the scene with Valerie and Brianna was the discussion before hand. I always really like scenes where the oblivious guards are being discussed by the infiltrators but they have no idea they are being watched and talked about. Here we have such fun dialogue.

Agent L's comments are fantastic. "I need you to get these camera's in a loop, while we take out the guards and take their uniforms. Can you get us in once we neutralised the guards?" Then we get "Okay the black girl is mine, she's definitely my size while the blonde guard is all yours."

And also even after the events "Alright N. The guards are down for the count. Pop the lock."

Love the detached matter of fact comments. To L the two women are just obstacles and opportunities to get uniforms.

Me too. It reminds me of back when I was writing the sentry scenes for the SI stories and the fun little comments that Group 6 would make about their intended victims and the ones that they would impersonate.

It was the same matter-of-fact detached manner that we saw from Miranda and Co, shown here by L. The main difference here is that our Fed Reserve guards are on the same sise, as our agents but L shows no qualms about taking them out and acquiring their uniforms.

What we see here is the military aspect of L's character, the old marine who will always be a marine. To her the main focus was for she and M to infiltrate the fed and catch Ellana. As much as she doesn't enjoy what they have to so, it's a necessary evil. At that time those guards where just targets, obstacles to be neurialised and opportunities for quick disguise.

It's a character trait that I have touched on before, is vital for the purpose of disguise acquisition and uniform stealing. No matter if its non-lethal or otherwise, detachment is key in their line of work.

[meditions142]

As much as she doesn't enjoy what they have to so, it's a necessary evil. At that time those guards where just targets, obstacles to be neurialised and opportunities for quick disguise.

It's a character trait that I have touched on before, is vital for the purpose of disguise acquisition and uniform stealing. No matter if its non-lethal or otherwise, detachment is key in their line of work.

It is fun to picture Valerie shocked and struggling to comprehend what is happening but never really defending herself. And the L just matter of factly shooting Valerie. She really gives little thought to what Valerie is about to experience when she is shot and her CNS is short circuited and shut down.

And by the way, also loved the little dialogue about the uniforms and underwear. "Well at least it's not bunny girls, rookie. Why are you complaining?" M shrugged as she stripped off Valerie's Kevlar vest and hat. "No reason. I suppose I should be grateful since these girls will be wearing underwear." Fun dialogue!

[Stormtrooper1990]

As much as she doesn't enjoy what they have to so, it's a necessary evil. At that time those guards where just targets, obstacles to be neurialised and opportunities for quick disguise.

It's a character trait that I have touched on before, is vital for the purpose of disguise acquisition and uniform stealing. No matter if its non-lethal or otherwise, detachment is key in their line of work.

It is fun to picture Valerie shocked and struggling to comprehend what is happening but never really defending herself. And the L just matter of factly shooting Valerie. She really gives little thought to what Valerie is about to experience when she is shot and her CNS is short circuited and shut down.

And by the way, also loved the little dialogue about the uniforms and underwear. "Well at least it's not bunny girls, rookie. Why are you complaining?" M shrugged as she stripped off Valerie's Kevlar vest and hat. "No reason. I suppose I should be grateful since these girls will be wearing underwear." Fun dialogue!

Indeed, poor Valerie despite what she may have been trained or told what to do, she wasn't prepared for the sudden attack of our agents. She was unprepared and inexperienced, she paid the price for it. To L she's just a target, a minor inconvenience and an opportunity to grab a disguise to get to Ellana. Valerie's welfare is the least of her concerns.



Thanks! I think M was still sore from the evening before where she had strip Christine completely naked, which to her was completely unhygienic. But she took some consolation that Valerie would be in her underwear, so her sense of decency won't be insulted.

[Stormtrooper1990]

The uniforms worn by the members of the Federal Reserve Police. Minus the tactical gear and baseball caps.

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[Stormtrooper1990]

The blue power suit as worn by Maxine Winters, the Ice Queen.

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