Symphony Part 3
- 2 years ago
- 7
- 0
Symphony Part 6 free porn video
Symphony - Part 6
By Rachel Saunders
[email protected]
The red light came on in the cabin, and my stomach muscles tightened. I
felt the familiar surge of adrenalin flood through me as the ramp
descended slowly. This was my 13th jump in two weeks, and though I still
thought at the back of my mind that jumping out of a perfectly safe
airplane was nuts I felt a lot more relaxed than on the first jump.
"Lieutenant Cole we are approaching the DZ. The weather is fine, and you
should see the base once you clear the ramp." Captain Turner's dulcet
tones came over my ear piece loud and clear.
"Roger. Thanks for the smooth lift, see you down below in 20." I said as
I approached the ramp.
I waited about 20 seconds for the green light to blink on, took several
paces forward, and then disappeared over the edge of the C130's ramp. The
feeling was exhilarating, and as the huge adrenalin shot surged through
my system I felt euphoric. This was the first High Altitude, Low Opening
(HALO) jump that I had attempted solo, and the freedom of being 20,000ft
up in the air was sublime.
As I neared 8,000ft my altimeter buzzed to warn me that I only had 30
seconds remaining before I had to activate my chute. As I watched the
altitude drop my mind pondered the last two weeks of training. Lydia had
ramped up my physical training, and in the mornings I had been attending
the parachute training facility on base. It has taken me three days to
learn the basics, and then 10 jumps in four days to give me clearance to
begin the advanced free fall exercises. This was the third HALO jump I
had attempted, and hopefully it would go well.
My altimeter buzzed again, and now it read only 1500ft. 500 metres above
the ground was nothing. I pull the ripcord, and the immense tug of the
chute pulled me back. My bionics reacted slightly and helped relax my
muscles. In the other two HALO jumps I had done the instructors had
ensured that I was fully prepared, and now that I was by myself I just
allowed the cybernetic memory to kick in and guide me in on auto pilot.
"Lieutenant Cole we have you on radar, please try to guide yourself in
over runway 2, I repeat runway 2, over."
"Roger tower." The radio and guidance system built into my helmet ensured
that I had not once gone off course in all 13 jumps that I had done.
Up ahead the runway came in slightly to my left, so I adjusted my
trajectory to align myself with the tarmac. As I came into land I tensed
myself, and I felt the neuro actuators in my legs brace. I managed to
execute a reasonably good role as I landed, and I was thankful that the
bionics took most of the force of the impact.
As I was gathering my parachute Sergeant Hollister, the senior
instructor, walked up, and saluted.
"Lieutenant, that was a very clean jump. I saw the whole thing on the
main view, and aside from the small correction at the end I am pleased to
say it was textbook." His New Orleans drawl broke into a smile as he
presented me with the silver freefall parachute badge and his firm
handshake welcomed me to the club.
"Thank you Sergeant. It has been an intense two weeks, and I just hope I
can remember everything when I do it in anger."
His smile got broader as he nodded. "Can you make it to The 7th Runway
tonight by 21:00?"
"Yes I can, though I'm not supposed to be drinking on a week night." I
replied rather pensively.
"Don't worry; I'm sure Lieutenant Sturn won't hold this one against you."
Lydia would do her nut if she found out before hand, though I'm sure she
would probably want to join it if she knew.
"Okay, I'll be there by 20:30. See you then."
He smiled again, saluted, then walked off. I shook my head. 15 weeks ago
I would have avoided soldiers like him like the plague. The airborne lot
were always known for their high jinks, and being an air force sergeant I
had tended to shy away from the bars where they hung out. Now I was a
member of their club, and the initiation tonight was probably going to
get messy.
* * *
"So just repeat for me why you are so hung over this morning?"
The look on Lydia's face was not pleasant, and even with the cybernetic
enhancements it hurt to look at her.
"You think you can cut it with those fuck wit's from the 101st? Well this
is the only warning I will give you. As your handler I will not tolerate
you getting blind drunk the night before a training session. Is that
understood?"
I meekly nodded. She then proceeded to spew forth some Hebrew insults
aimed at Sergeant Hollister and his troop. The fact that I hadn't got to
bed till 02:00 and that I had somehow managed to break a specialist's arm
in an arm wrestling match did not go down too well either.
Nor did she have any sympathy with me when I tried to explain that I had
dilated and went for the 10 mile run this morning as per my standing
instructions.
"That ben shel elef zona better watch out - next time I see him his tahat
is mine."
She proceeded to put me through a near sadistic fitness routine that
lasted all morning. By the time I had finished I was worn out. I must
have run over 20 miles on the tread mill, rowed 10 miles on the rowing
machine, and done over 500 sit ups. Lydia finished off with a moderate
sparring session, and by the time we were done she seemed to be in a
better mood.
"This afternoon you are being briefed on your first training mission. The
Colonel wants you to be in the briefing room by 13:00 sharp. I'll be
updating him on your progress, and once he had outlined the details
you'll be introduced to your partner and their handler."
She dismissed me from the gym, and I headed to the shower room to freshen
up.
* * *
As I entered the briefing room after lunch Christen's kiss lingered on my
lips. My mnemonic abilities were getting stronger, and I loved the fact I
could recall exquisite things like her kisses at will. The flip side was
that I was also able to give total recall on any event that happened
within the last two weeks, which was the reason I was being trained to
use it during missions.
"Welcome Lieutenant Cole, my name is Pete Haufman, and I am the civilian
administrator of the agency. I'll be sitting in on today's meeting." He
beckoned me to sit in the front row.
As I sat down I checked him over. His stocky frame was relatively short,
while his standard issue brown hair didn't really do much to cover his
bald patches. He brown eyes felt piercing every time he looked my way,
and he seemed to be suspicious of everyone in the room.
After Lydia had finished her overview of the last 6 weeks of my training
she turned the floor over to Colonel Douglas. He stood up and drew out a
laser pointer, which seemed to double up as a power point remote.
"Ladies and gentlemen as most of you are aware Jenna is the first true
augmented agent we have successfully brought to the end of the training
program. She is not aware, though, that we do have other cybernetically
enhanced agents on our books, and it is one of these that we are going to
pair her with for this mission."
He opened the door and asked the agent and their handler to come in. He
strode back to the centre of the room, and two men entered behind him.
One was tall, blond, and extremely buff. The other was below average
height, wore a black navy uniform, and looked distinctly average next to
his colleague.
"Most of you already know the gentlemen I am about to introduce, so it
really for Jenna's sake that I will ask them to introduce themselves,
gentlemen."
The blond one stepped forward. "My name is Daniel Campbell, and I was a
member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police's drug investigation special
task force before joining the agency. I currently work with the agency's
surveillance section scouting out locations and targets."
He came across as confident and assertive, plus something inside me felt
really attracted to him. Damn hormones.
His handler stepped forward, and he seemed a bit more nervous. "My name
is Lieutenant Commander Arnold Hadlow the 3rd, but please call me Arnie.
I was a member of the NCIS before I was recruited by the Colonel. I am
currently the second in command of the surveillance team, and Daniel's
handler."
After the introductions had finished the Colonel ushered them to sit on
the front row next to me and Lydia, and we said our hello's.
"Right, now it's time to get down to the real purpose of the meeting.
Seeing as Jenna's ready for her first assignment, I think it is time to
throw her into the field."
The Colonel went on to explain that the mission was designed to be a milk
run to test out my capabilities, and to see if I was ready for tougher
assignments. The mission was going to be to investigate a series of
murders in Los Angeles which had been particularly nasty, and had so far
stumped the regular authorities. Most of the victims had been escorts,
and this is where I would start.
"So you mean I am going to be a hooker?" I must have looked shocked.
The Colonel laughed. "Miss Cole you'll be damn well what ever I want you
to be. And no you are not going to be walking the streets. You are going
to be a high class escort, and Mr Campbell is going to be your pimp."
I looked over at my new partner and sighed. He was way too good looking
to be a pimp, though as if he read my mind his hair changed to decidedly
seedy black.
"Daniel you ought to stop doing that in public," I heard Commander Hadlow
tell him softly.
Campbell just looked at me and winked.
"Alright ladies and Gentlemen - Jenna and Daniel will both get a weekend
pass, and must report ready to Commander Hadlow's office at 08:00 on
Monday morning, dismissed."
* * *
The setting sun illuminated the whole valley below. From our vantage
point high above the view was amazing.
"You do realise that I am going to be worried about you while you are
away."
I nodded glumly. Since I had begun the parachute training I had had
hardly any time to see Christy, and this weekend would be the last I
would see of her for a while. I couldn't tell her any details of the
mission, but I knew that if I were to be an effective escort I would
probably have to have sex with the client's.
"I want you to understand that I am deeply in love with you, and the last
six weeks have been amazing."
Her smile was as radiant as the sunset, and her blush matched the sky's
beautiful tones.
"To be honest it has been a complete whirlwind. After your near breakdown
I have been keeping an eye on your neural read outs, and now that you are
ready to fly the coup I am worried that you will come to some real harm
psychologically."
Wiping away a tear from her eye she snuggled in closer to me. Our tent
was 20 or 30 metres behind up, and the wind was beginning to settle as
the sun dropped beneath the horizon. We sat in silence for a long time
enjoying each others company. As Saturday nights went it was one of the
best I could remember.
We made a small fire from dead wood lying about, and once it was ablaze
we heated our soup over it. She had made it earlier in the day, and the
taste of the pea and ham reminded me of my childhood.
"Jenna you have the most amazing look on your face when you are
contemplative. Your eyes sparkle with your inner beauty, and you seem so
at peace."
Ducking into the tent I brought out a large blanket to wrap around us as
the air was getting chilly.
"Sweety you know my past, so you know that the last 15 weeks since the
crash have been so intense, strange, and scary at times. Your love and
affection has kept me sane, and without you this whole situation would
have overwhelmed me."
Now it was her turn to wipe tears from my eyes. She set aside her bowl,
and placed both her hands on my face. Closing her eyes she ran her finger
tips over my skin very gently, and each movement caused my senses to go
into overload. Silently she ran her finger over my lips, which I kissed
softly. Then slowly she drew me in. The first kiss was serenity
personified as we shared an infinite moment. My neural net heightened the
experience as I drunk in her aroma.
"Jenna, my beloved, you are the woman for me," she whispered as the moon
rose over the hills.
In the pale moonlight we gently explored each other, and after getting a
second blanket we seduced each other under the stars. Ours became a
symphony of love which grew ever more beautiful in its intensity, and
made me wish deeply that I could call off the mission and spend the rest
of eternity lying here with her.
To be continued...
Anastasia
- 01.01.2023
- 7
- 0
