The Life Ch. 4 Maximum Over Drive
By Jax_Teller

Our vacation to Europe went on for 2 weeks ending in the middle-east when a secure communiqué was passed to me. It contained a plot to assassinate the king of Rajikalahim an Allie. The King had always been a supporter of the United States even when his fellow countrymen didn’t agree. It was at the King’s direction that US led N.A.T.O. forces were allowed to use his country as a mid-point for refueling and tactical direction in an unpopular “U.N. police action” type War.

I relayed the message to my contact in the American government that this looked like a credible piece of intel. The word came back that because of my close proximity to the King and Rajikalahim, I was requested to intervene until US Special Forces could be in country to take over. I was authorized to use deadly force in protection of the king. Amy and I had worked many jobs together at this point in our lives, but never in a clandestine military action. We went over the details of the file and decided that Amy could get herself into place where I suspected the assassination team would be.

As an exotic dancer Amy could move around the exclusive gentlemen’s club without raising any suspicions. American or western women often came here to work as exotic dancers because the money was much better, and Amy was accepted without question. We geared up and when she was in, we were in communication via ear pieces. She mingled until it was her turn to dance on stage. Once on stage she was into her third and final song on stage when she gave me the prearranged signal that she had recognized one of the crew. As she danced she moved to a spot in front of the mark and she opened her legs wide open and rubbed the cloth covering her vaginal lips.

In this country that would get you killed in some places but this club was an oasis of American decadence. The brazen action was our pre-arrainged signal. This club was more of an American strip club than anything else and we took the chance that she would get away with doing it. She was obviously new in country but being new wasn’t all that uncommon. She moved around and all the time kept her eyes on Major Frinar. The Major was one of the King’s own men and in the chain to replace the King by a blood connection. After Amy’s three song set was over and she was off stage, she propositioned the Major for a more private dance. He of course he said yes.

In this club there were rooms right off the main area where privacy was granted to those who could afford them. The Major’s men escorted the Major and Amy to a room and two of his personal body guards stood at the entrance to the room. She danced for him stripping her costume off and he touched her as she moved around, touching more than usually allowed. Clubs like this had rules but for those with influence and more importantly money, the rules could be bent.

The Major knew the limits of the rules given his status in that society, and he ran his hands over Amy’s bare breasts. She jiggled and wiggled circles on his lap, and as she leaned back on him, he let his hand roam up inside her thigh. He knew this was forbidden but continued. Soon enough he was dittling her clit and she made only a halfhearted effort to stop him. Thankfully the music ended and she stood up.

The Major had an obviously hard on and handed Amy her pay for the dance. She made her way out of the small room and told me under her breath in the microphone that the Major had slipped his card into her hand along with the money and told her to call him later if she wished to entertain him further.