A Flight Attendant - page nine

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A full half week at home geared toward the recovery was more than than could be hoped for, this was paid and time at the Swimming Pool was recommended. The drop out rate turned out to be as high as expected, but this was partially encouraged. No-one who did not want to be there should not be and out of the 100 plus newly listed less than ten were there for the last week. Obviously their were other things to do rather than run around over obstacles, get wet crawling around and learning how to shoot carry along firearms; all good fun. On the first exercise nearly half were housed in a large Hut type arrangement and controlled flying eyes in the Sky, some were in Tents of varying sizes and had full-face goggles with a Nintendo type of controller. Closest in to the action full size Jeeps ferried Soldiers around using the Computer control and some very complex communications. This had lasted only a day and a half before classroom debriefs and an insistence from the catering Corp. that everyone have proper sit-down meals that included the White Sauce and Black Forest Gateaux with properly whipped Cream. Not wanting to gain too much weight Cassy decided to do more on the Computer as the Signals Corp. gave spectacularly clear lectures and briefings on the current state of Cryptography and how and why all wars would be won and won easily by those who could read Binary code the easiest. Not overly convinced all the conflict would be settled by Computers she hit the Gym as well and this turned out to be a mistake as a 7 kilometre run was sprung on everyone and the scheduling was for five thirty next day. Breakfast was skipped then and now tired and hungry was increased by a significant factor.

What the Hell had happened to putting easy Sex at the top of the list of priorities? Before impromptu running around exercises and fiendishly difficult Mathematical puzzles this had been the most important thing in the World, now it just felt their was nothing much to bother with from the waist down and stuffing down Food filled the thought process along with an incredible need to fill in the Times Crossword from 1943. Correspondence and messages were dealt with in a morning and the Bank had wanted to know about the absence of transactions and exactly how they were meant to deal with the growing deposit. 'Money makes Money and Money goes to Money' is something everyone knows about, but the rate at which this happens and the extent was now becoming a lot clearer and developing into more of a reality rather than a goal for later life, say a lot closer to retirement. Now looking forward to her late twenties important decisions were on the back burner and pressing issues were not hurried.

Back to work in 3 days and an extra piece of work came through from an unknown, but reputable source. Not wanting to get caught out she referred it to the clearing facility and they had nothing on record about it; this would just go ignored although the letters and numbers did seem a little Cryptographic so she ran it through the freshly installed Decrypting Software to find a load of online references that might appeal to ambition and Greed; this would definitely go by the wayside.

Out to the Markets for some Clothes replacements and a longing for Spring Cabbage, Black Pepper and Salt a Coffee and Sandwich at the Cafe gave the rest for early afternoon and the Phone reported a notification from the Dating Site about the renewal not getting made at the end of Month and a grace period of a few weeks was there as the custom was fairly lengthy by comparison and an upgrade to the next tier of dating would be much less costly than otherwise. The sorting for this could definitely wait and would wait in the mythical 'IN' tray, but the attachment looked to have the same pictorial arrangement as the mysterious extra piece of work that had the 'possible referral' legend as a side note, the hints of both of these communications was 'higher outlay means higher reward'. The course had included Helicopter flight and she was heading back to Plane transportation, how much 'higher' was she supposed to get?

Back home and the source of the mystery could be tracked, they were from the owner and founder of the dating site who was co-partnered with 3 Women as possible co-owners and a further 8 waiting in line to take some possible profits, there was not much. She would reply while relaying bits of the Mail to the Agency, an afternoon was taken up about safety and the 5 direct Telephone lines into the Pentagon should be used as much as possible and someone out of place or taking up unsafe action is unnecessary risk nobody would be grateful for. The dating site owner was online, but was certainly unaware of how much his client was clued up as to his ID, could she meet with him? His request needed a bit of thought.

Well definitely a meeting was well in order, what with a possible upgrade to the membership options at such little cost what might a Photograph of this person reveal? She didn't have long to wait to look at a fit, handsome Black Guy whose file held difficult but approved Tax arrangements and a list of Wives and Female companions that might make for a fully filled in little Black Phone Book. He could come to somewhere near where she lived, taking out the extra membership would secure an assured outcome. What was she to do, the deposit was returnable and the click to at least try for a good afternoon and evening was not much of a decision in the end.

Now due back at work in less than 18 hours for a flight she met with this Man at a local Hotel Bar, she dressed in a fairly conservative way with a bit more visible from a straight on type view, how did she feel about a change of career? A stint located in Amsterdam dressed very lightly in a Shop Window getting up close and personal with potential paying customers. An opportunity to spend money rather than earn it with a Film crew standing by to record what she might like to do with all the Physicality built up over the last few years? This was going to be an offer she could refuse, but she did pay half toward a room until morning and was not disappointed to find a real replacement for a Monster Dildo.

Well in time at the Airport the Flight was a short hop with the Cabin about a third full and no special briefings about anyone was needed. Cassy was more nervous than usual, at the time usually reserved for checking Phone messages she checked herself in the Mirror again and double checked the lists already ticked once and looked at Trolley Wheels checking for signs of wear and other such things that routinely might fail. No, the nervousness sprang from recently flexed usually unused Muscles and the only thing to do from now to Pay day was not spend too much so as to afford a big Ticket item for Home. The Military Airport wasn't far away, just to the South East a couple of kilometres and 3 Hawks followed across the Tail at a Lower Altitude for a while before heading off out of view. Cassy could certainly see why the reputation for intimidation held in certain places in the World looking at the capabilities of these Airborne Monsters. Maybe this action could now be referred to as a 'Light Buzz' on behalf of the Fly Boys as 'Full Buzz' might be fairly startling if not full-on alarming leading to apoplexy.

A few days of routine work it was back into the swing of things and then nothing. The text came in, a briefing in the New York Office for a couple of Hours, this would be an Oval table meeting and an overnight stay. All very intriguing and all Cass. had to do was take herself along.

She did speak at the Table and was asked a couple of questions, it was all about current Geographic threats and how they were now going to be met and addressed, the afternoon was an early Dinner with a new section that was being formed. Not off the grounds, but next door in a side room to the main rec. Cass. enjoying the best of the catering and was going to be playing Courier again with a piece of equipment going to the Main Island of the British Isles. Just a bit North of the dead centre where you could just imagine a Frog on his Lilly Pad might reside a lone operator would be needing a burst transmission decoder. The location was a five minute walk from an Air base and the stint would include a morning brief about the gear at a Military training location West of London before a flight with the package up to Northumbria. Fatigues were going to be the order of the day and the kitting out would have to be signed for and thus taken care of. The person would need a Satellite Dish presumably, but this was jumping the Gun a bit; everything was in the early stages. Not too far from the Scottish Border the worst that could be thought about was that an Umbrella might be needed and the setup would require testing, it all might be done and dusted by Tea time although this was clearly yet to be decided. No checking calls would be needed and it was a free and easy type of arrangement although discretion might be the better part of Valour given the Geology of this area of the World.

A day later and she reunited with her Boots and Camouflage outfit that she assured the original recipient was clean enough to be handed in. Looking at the stuff now clearly some bits of Mud had been missed and the scuffs required Polish. Darn, there wasn't the time or equipment now, the short lecture was over and the Helicopter transport was leaving after a short break. Eating would be in the Wilds of what was after all Viking territory for a fair while a very long time ago. An Hour and a bit with the Heliservice with good company and a nice strap in seat the guardhouse front Gate nodded her through and the armed Soldier standing to one side of the Barrier watched her turn right and walk up the road.

Having checked out things on the secure line to the secure connection at Home, their was nothing of note except what was wrong with calling the small Military Village arrangement 'Keeble', rather than insisting this would just be reserved for the local Shop. Maybe a fleet of Hire Vans might decide to use the name or a Major Supermarket chain could decide on a powerful renaming when hostilities had been at a 'real' low for a noticed or unnoticed period. Whoever the guy was shortly to be in ownership of the latest and most advanced technological communication Hardware and Software must have had a great Military record to gain this locale.

'Hello, nice to see you.' He met her at the front Gate that he held open, it was a little past two o' clock on a sunny afternoon and suddenly an awareness about how tight the now freshly owned Clothes were. Smiling an introduction a casual Eyelid batted his way and she thanked him for holding the Gate.

'You have to be back soon, or?' He led through the front door and into the Kitchen.

'I have to make a call in about an Hour, but other than that I'm interested in getting this thing up and working.' The small Cardboard package was in an over the Shoulder carry with little else.

'That's great. Let's have a look at this in the Computer room, after a Coffee maybe.' He was taller than her.

'Okay, I'm interested in your setup as well. I mean from a personal point of view, I could do with some hints for my own.' Sat down at the Pine Kitchen table the place was Cottage like and big. The house cleaning had to be fairly time consuming and the shopping very well organised.

'I can't think any reason you might have to deal with burst transmissions that needed this amount of Crypto.' The Kettle had boiled and the Filter Coffee was well under way.

'No, I'm only part time. The Uniform is new on me and I could walk to the Office most days. That is after getting to the City, catching the Subway and organising my pass.' Easy and relaxed was her disposition, the guy seemed nice.

'Sugar?'

'No Honey?'

'Not too local, not hot enough most of the time. How sweet?'

'Just as it is, that's fine.' Why the Hell not, he was clearly very fit and intelligent and from the briefing, Single.

'If you're really interested the first transmission isn't until just after 10 in the morning unless we rush to make the next 20 minutes.' He placed the Mug of Coffee in front of her.

She moved closer to him as he sat down and placed her hand close to his. 'Thank you, that would be nice.' She reached down and touched his Knee and glanced into his eyes and moved in closer to his head. Not backing away he leaned in a little and kissed her lightly at which point Cassy's hand moved up his thigh and made a nice gentle squeeze.

The Computer setup could not wait long, they kissed and talked a little before finishing the drinks before getting to his Computer room. Cassy called in and confirmed that she would be calling again in the Morning and wouldn't be making it back to the base this evening.

They could have made the transmission with a couple of minutes to spare, but by then the lights were out in the closed off room with things plugged in and switched on and left alone while she followed him up the stairs to the Bedroom.