Behind White Collar

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I am the Scout Modelling Agency manager.

My name is Laura Turner. I am sexually explicit New Yorker; the whore working in art Gallery exposing uncontrollable urges to obtain her one night victims.

Read further if you like to have free sex.

I am a management focus in the art network networking industry for young entrepreneurs. I could cock handle them to sex slavery.

The true work and identity behind my career path is chosen to control and manage the Scout Modelling agency I made for Miss Pan Narak.

I am her management under a new landlady, Miss Narak.

But it is another story to see how I swindle those men sex organs in their beds. I am fully committed, sabotager and deceiver. No man can resist me.

The true Georgian cock handler up for grabs. When I met an Englishman name Papa Duck.

I had higher education from Hertfordshire, the black English county per say.

An English pervert not stopping and hoping sex for fools willing never to stop the clock of his stand-up comedian dick.

It was his profile on my list I had in scout's files to see holding in my drawer office cabinet. One day hoping to spread on him on my audition couch.

He joins Miss Narak modelling agency to fill his urges and becomes her personal slave; a condoms picker the pussyfoot licker he could gain orgasm.

It was my plan for our newly renovated brothel HR personnel plan.

It had to have a good butler other men could enjoy push around guy when they visit pay for sex love motel. The high level establishment to see for English Lords themselves.

It was a joyful plan we could scrape up after a poor girl got caught cheating in her Thailand and nearly died from a blade on the street corner like cheap prostitute for her Tom Power to save her, clean up and place her back to work.

I never heard again from Ban Toya nor from this annoying everything investigating Renato Olympo, the Gestapo Eye they call him.

I did manage our business network links with sexual Polish SODRA sect.

We could have healthy business between the channels and Polish sex slaves could fill our employee lists.

They were well trained and tamed in the Netherlands, whore house of the sick Queen of Netherlands, Patricia Willingness and her Reindeer of Netherlands, the loan shark Mark Rudolf, Prime Minister.

We planned many great ambitions to obtain and abuse attractive European women.

Thanks to Dutch sex slavery.

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We all fell victim to the sick Queen of the Netherlands and turned Polish Kurva sideways in the dark forest.

It was me, Bradley Mat and Nina Kalashnikov. We did managed infiltrate Dutch sex nest to be hunted for our lives of Dutch secret service for the truth we obtained.

"The Sick Queen of Netherlands and her Tulips secret services under the Griffin made us run for our lives."

"Brother the code names to villagers of Death Wish Capital for Dark Forest Kingdom. Is a weird file we did open when you was busy with your long hose pumping prostitutes office manager."

"Shame I had to have sex with Bradley Mat on street corner."

"It was her honest mistake and her enemies. We had a great time with Nina Kalashnikov."

"They surveilled and monitored an enemy of their nation capable of manslaughter of their depraved Kingdom and Polish SODRA sect. Her elite Estonian Royal Court lovers are to spread love causing racial and xenophobic abuse."

"Great news Cuban Pete! It was their business vision to spread neo feudalism racial abuse. I know now why I feel down in the dumps like a walking hell on earth."

"Yes my friend. We can do this. We fight them to figure out how we disfigure and dissolve them."

"It is like Bradley's sperm melt in my mouth." I can see Nina Kalashnikov open her mouth to roll her tongue out.

"The Death Capital from unknown origin Forest Kingdom and village King Karolis-Magnus." It was able to read before we escaped the secret service guards of Tulips unit out the forest. We could proceed further investigation.

"Kest Tutis, Zen Soras, Vida Bo, Vivi Little, Dalgis Stroke and Manfred Stroke; and their ringleader Karolis-Magnus Maximus made a possible debut fighting their enemies to fight and repress Kingdom of dreams and lies the sick Queen of Netherlands made families poor and deprived in her land of tulips."

We did understood that night.

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I had an alerting message from Sito.

She felt in danger. I decided to visit her in a deceitful land of tulips to have her childhood friend out of harm's way.

I am undercover spy and professional freelance assassin for the world of governments.

"Sito-Kun. I am making my way to see you in your great Euro trip stop. You could continue your journey well. Love, Aika Kawaii." I made a reply before I boarded my flight in Gatwick.

Amsterdam's Schiphol airport was the destination. I was prepared to murder them including the head of state if it would take me to have my friend back.

I had many great hit and murder cases in my portfolio. It took not long before I landed in Amsterdam.

I had made kills in military officers' offices. I killed pervasive politicians on the street corners. I killed their siblings, wives and children if it did come in my paycheck. I had strangled judges and lawyers in their car's back seat.

I made diversions and sabotage in military zones pretending to be journalists profile.

I made them suffer all but I will not let my friend Sito fall victim to the deprived Tulips kingdom.

"Danku-well." I smiled and collected my passport from the border post. I made an entry in the Netherlands with my American identity.

"How is it going?"

I can see an African American male in his forties smoking a cigarette waiting for me to see him.

"I am great, Albert. We should head home." He opens his car door for me.

I take a seat and watch him load my suitcase in the car boot.

He takes a seat and we drive. "What business brought you here?"

"I am looking for a long lost friend."

"Is he a good friend or just a vein in the butt?"

"Sito is neither. I think she was lost here."

"In that case I make a call. I have your tools bag ready for you."

"Arigato."

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"It is Sonata and Barry, her new managers."

"Ok. I see them. I had an early morning call from Albert.

I picked up a packed bag of tools, and Albert made it ready for me last night.

I am looking for Mako Sito. She is missing two month from now. I hope to finder her alive and repay her debt to the society made her feel pain.

I am Reika and I am specialist assassination and disposal of a waste the humanity carries with us.

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The rooms were locked at night and I did served many customers opening hours before they locked me in to wash my souls and eat last meal before I can sleep to serve another day.

They kept me in and open for business in Netherlands seven days a week.

The new owners were Sonata and Barry.

They first were to exploit me and have fun to see what I am worth their business. They sold me for sex.

The night I did not expected to see them to open basement steal bars past midnight and walk in from their bedrooms above in night gowns.

"Hey Milo. Are you ok. It is your friend Sonata."

Her skull burst blood to the floor and her body dropped on the occasion Barry twist sideways to see behind him.

I am able to see Reika kick him on the floor holding a handgun aiming to his face.

"Let's have a fun Sito. I like play time with him and see if he is really fit Dutch sexual perversion he claims to be."

Reika walks further aiming her gun to him scaring into my bed while I am sitting in oversized white T-shirt.

I am wearing both beneath.

Reika toss a knife to my feet. "I let him rape you if you not start cutting him in 5 seconds. It is the game I play with my victims. I let you choose to die or live and kill your fears."

I pick up the knife in count of two and stab him on left leg through his knee.

While I am holding the saber in him I can see Sonata's look on her face, the eyes she holds facing the wall looking at nothing.

A moment's a go she was alive and now I can see the blood soils out her skull.

I take the knife out his foot and climb over him like it is my customer on his large fat body stabing him on stomach every time I climb higher. He speaks with me gasping for air like others would enjoy. "No. No. No."

I take my top off feeling to feel free reveal my body to his dying eyes. I am avoiding to soil myself.

I look through his eyes like a soul mirror him seeing my naked body, my firm breasts he did love, the nipples tight and erect. I stab him through his throat innards his brain.

I step of him letting blade hang off his neck his eyes tilted backwards his body twitching for air his arms aside.

I can watch him die. "I think you will need a new clothes. I know kawaii clothes store in supermarket and a great pastries store for tomorrow shopping mall run on our vacation. I think we need a hot bath for tonight in our new love motel."

"I am feeling not done here."

"I know. We kill many more sex ringleaders while we are here. I think I taught you a valuable lesson here."

"I am not sure." I am looking at the dead man.

"You never leave home without your besties."

"I think I will need to learn from you I had a good night sleep."

"You do not worry. I help you to learn how you get rid of those men looking to pray on our bodies."

"Arigato."

"We kill them all while we are on vacation to Netherlands sick Kingdom."

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I had in the morning waiting for me hanged white collar shirt on hanger near other clothes while I slept my first night in Barry's and Sonata's bed.

I had option from blue to black jeans, the collegiate cardigan top or white leather jacket. One red slim tie.

On white collar shirt I was able to see a posted note from Reika. "I am to bring us coffee."