Missy Goes to West Point

by P. G. Allison

  Very few of these girls ever returned. And, those who did were not likely to identify anyone back in New York. Typically, they’d been lured in one way or another, or else blackmailed. In any case, there wasn’t any evidence of kidnapping and all of the real crimes against these girls happened once they arrived overseas. Arranging for the export of these girls was a very lucrative enterprise and Sal’s organization had been doing this for years.

  From the comments Billy and Donny were making, another roundup was in process for a shipment later in the year. They were very vocal in how much they wished they could include Missy in one of these shipments, but of course they knew her tape would then get sent to Sal. Missy’s well being was their biggest worry since, should anything actually happen to her, they had no way to stop Sal from seeing her tape. She’d told them how it was somewhere on the internet and Sal would get an email with instructions on how to access and watch the damn thing. He’d also be getting a DVD in the mail and there were other methods for getting him to see the video as well.

  If nothing else, since it would also be going to the FBI, Sal would see it as part of the evidence against him after his arrest. The only way to avoid all that from ever happening was to make certain Missy was safe. They’d followed her activities which, due to the frequent news articles about her, had not been very difficult. When they’d learned she’d chosen West Point and at least five years after that in the Army, they were not happy. They were still trying to figure out some way to deal with her. They wanted her assurance that if she ended up getting killed in the Army rather than from anything they did, that wouldn’t trigger whatever arrangements she’d made for sending the tape to Sal.

  Oh, well. Banishing her to Brunei was certainly something they could only dream about. Meanwhile, they did have all these other girls to deal with who would actually be going to Brunei.

  And, that’s why Les and Marsha had gone to Drew. While they didn’t know enough details about this venture to interfere and rescue the girls, assuming any of the girls even wanted to be rescued, they were not comfortable ignoring the fact they now did know about this plan. The whole non interference policy that “P” Branch had was at question here. So, after briefing Drew, they waited for his guidance.

  Drew said, “Although we have our non interference policy, we also have to accept our responsibility to Missy. Which, by the way, only reinforces why we have this policy in the first place. See how complicated it gets when we interfere?” Drew smiled at the two of them and then continued, “Missy set this surveillance system up, right? And, we agreed to do this for her. Otherwise, since she couldn’t continue doing it at West Point, she’d have involved someone else. Bottom line is we agreed. So, we have to share with Missy whatever we learn.”

  Les said, “I think I get it. We’re not required to listen to all the stuff on these tapes, which might indeed reveal various crimes. But, we’ve agreed to listen to those parts which the surveillance software identifies as having her key trigger words and phrases. So, whatever we learn from that, Missy would have learned. She’s entitled to know about whatever she’d have heard if she was still doing this. If we don’t share, we’re compromising ourselves.”

  “Exactly,” said Drew. “We don’t interfere but we do need to share the info with Missy. If she is okay with ignoring it, then so do we. If she wants to do something about it, then we probably need to support her. That doesn’t mean we agree to everything she wants and I think she understands that. But, it’s in our interest to support her. Especially since she might take action anyway, even if we don’t support her.”

  Marsha giggled and said, “May Luis and Jose rest in peace.”

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  Sal D’Amato had read Ben’s report. Then, he’d been discussing it with Ben to be sure he understood all the details. Sal was only fifty years old and the youngest currently heading any of New York’s five families. He hadn’t gotten where he was by missing details. He looked like a banker, with average height and weight, and he was starting to go bald. When anyone looked into his eyes, however, they did not think he was a banker. Sal was a predator and his dark brown eyes expressed that very clearly.

  Now he wanted to know about something strange that caught his eye in Ben’s report. “This high school girl who took out Ramon … you mention here that Frank agreed to see her but nobody up there even knows why. She shows up out of nowhere and everyone says she’s not connected. But, Frank says to send her in. He stops whatever else he had going to make time for this nobody. Why?”

  Ben paused a moment and then said, “She told them at the door to tell Frank it was about his friend, Tony Gonzales. That’s really all she said and then she sat down and waited. She seemed pretty confident he’d see her. Apparently, that guy Tony had been a friend of Frank’s. They grew up together. But he’d been killed months earlier in a car accident. See, I’ve explained all that over on page twenty two.”

  Sal stared at Ben for a moment and then looked back at the report. “Okay, I see you mention this on page twenty two. In a fucking footnote. Don’t you know who Tony Gonzales was?”

  Ben shifted uncomfortably as he realized Sal was pissed about something. “No, I never heard of him. The guys in Boston didn’t say much and that cop, Jerry -- he didn’t know anything about him. Just some dead guy Frank knew …”

  “Tony Gonzales was the guy who handled all Frank’s money,” snarled Sal. “Yeah, they grew up together and Tony wasn’t part of the organization. Frank kept him a big secret. But, that’s how Frank got to where he did -- Tony helped launder all their money. Frank told me about Tony when he had me send my guys up there a few times. Tony had a wife he wanted taken care of. Years later, it was his daughter. But, you want to know what’s really bugging me right now?”

  Ben asked, “Sure, what’s the problem, Sal?”

  “All the times I’ve sent my guys up to Frank on loan? Never a problem. Right? Same for all the times his guys Ramon and Marco came down here. But, my guys were up there the weekend Tony had that accident. They came back and said no one left them any folder at their hotel. So, no job and no payment afterwards. When I checked with Frank, he explained how Tony was supposed to do that but had that car accident. He also said he had no idea what Tony wanted done.”

  “I guess I don’t see any connection,” said Ben.

  “That’s my fucking point, Ben. There isn’t any connection. Why would some girl be wanting to talk about Tony? Months later? And, be confident Frank would see her.” Sal stared at the report and paged back and forth. “It says here that after she took out Ramon, she and Frank then disappeared for hours. Then, Frank comes back and all he has to say is that nobody should bother this girl or her family? Even after she did that to Ramon?”

  Ben nodded his head as he began to see Sal’s concern. “Frank still won’t talk about that girl. But, a lot of folks up there are saying maybe that’s why Ramon is dead now. He had his buddy Marco going after the girl, in spite of Frank. You want me to see if I can find out why she mentioned Tony’s name?”

  “You’re damn right I do. And, find out what else happened that night she went off with Frank,” said Sal. “Where the hell is she now, anyway?”

  “Well, I know she graduated from high school -- that's in my report. I have it in my notes somewhere …” Ben went through his folder looking at various scraps of paper. “Here it is … there was a big article in the newspaper. She’s at West Point now.”

  Sal stared at Ben with a quizzical expression. “I thought she was this fighter, doing karate and shit. West Point? You don’t get in there unless some senator or congressman is pushing for you. You better go research this girl. If she’s got something going with Frank and knew enough about him and Tony being friends … I don’t want to overlook anything. But, be careful how you approach her with any questions. We don’t want any congressional investigations being started now, do we?”

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Sep 2018

  Labor Day weekend fin
ally arrived and Missy was granted a pass. This wasn’t automatic but she’d done well, with hardly any demerits. She’d indeed been accepted at the Combat Weapons Team tryouts and things had been going along very well for her. She loved being at West Point.

  She signed out Saturday morning and Mike was waiting. First on the agenda was to head for the hills. Missy needed to be a cat. She really wanted to Change and let her wild predatory animal nature have a chance to once again go free. She wanted to kill a deer and had been dreaming about this for several nights. Eating a fresh kill and enjoying the taste of blood -- this was now even more important than her lovemaking with Mike. If she didn’t satisfy her animal needs she was concerned she’d start having trouble with the controls she’d worked so hard at for the past three years.

  Lovemaking with Mike, of course, would come later. Mike always satisfied not only her human needs but some of her animal needs as well. He really seemed to understand her. And, when there were things about her that he didn’t understand, he simply accepted her. Today, he had insisted on going with her; he wanted to really see her while she was in her cat form.

  He brought her to a state forest in Connecticut encompassing 24,000 acres and after parking in a secluded area, he walked with her into the forest. She scented they were alone and took off all her clothes. Cavorting naked in front of Mike was fun but she was so anxious to Shift that she didn’t waste much time. She Changed. After all the stress from her first two months at West Point, being in her cat form was now just such a wonderful experience. She came up to Mike and leaped into his arms, knocking him to the ground. There, she continued to play, licking his face and rubbing herself against him, all the while purring loudly.

  Mike was laughing at her antics and getting a huge kick out of seeing her like this. Then, she had to hunt. She leapt up and raced off, leaving him to follow behind. At first, she just reveled in being in the outdoors, scenting the forest and clean fresh air. Experiencing how different everything was for her in her cat form and yet how familiar all this was as well. She’d lived as a mountain lion for over two years and loved now being able to move as a cat, once again running on four paws. She was in no hurry and enjoyed prowling through the hills and ravines, just as she’d done so many times before.

  After an hour, she circled back and climbed to some higher ground. Within minutes she scented a large deer and tracked it to a small river winding down through the hills. She stalked it for awhile and finally charged, leaping onto its back and breaking its neck. Doing this was primal and she let out a cougar scream, announcing her joy and letting Mike know where to find her. She also sent him a few mental messages as well, just because she could.

  By the time he arrived, she had feasted and half the deer was gone. She wasn’t staying and so didn’t bother hiding her kill; she’d leave it for scavengers to find. She came up to Mike and rubbed herself against his leg. He laughed and sat down on a nearby log. She stretched out next to him and went to sleep.

  After napping for about forty minutes, she stirred and found him studying her. She bared her fangs at him and yawned, letting him truly get a sense for how she was in this form. He seemed really impressed with her long tail and started making jokes about it. She chuffed and after parading around him for a minute, clearly exhibiting regal behavior, she loped away and headed back towards their car. Mike followed and rather than racing ahead, she circled back and kept pace with him all the way back. They actually talked, Mike using his voice and Missy sending him mental messages.

  Returning to where she’d left her clothes, she Changed. Once again, being exposed and naked in front of Mike was exciting and she sensed how aroused he started getting. But, it was a cool September day and she decided to get dressed. She wiggled her bare ass in front of him, no longer having any tail, and pulled on her panties. He laughed and promised to punish her later, which she assured him she was looking forward to. Then she finished putting all her clothes on and they went back to his car. Not surprisingly, she slept for most of the way home after that. A very content and happy werecat.

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  That night, after a very busy afternoon with family and friends, followed by an evening that had been really special -- Alice's bridal shower -- Missy finally was able to crawl into bed with Mike. They were in Mike’s home, alone. He’d planned ahead and had arranged to spend this weekend with Missy without having his parents there. They’d been very understanding about that and had gone away on a vacation cruise. Michelle, of course, was with Aaron.

  Missy had spent the night at Mike’s home a few times before, but -- like tonight -- always with his parents away. Having the place all to themselves allowed them to freely frolic and they both really liked that. Especially after being separated for two months. Their lovemaking at the hotel during Acceptance Day weekend had been wonderful but they both missed being together all night long. Falling asleep in each other’s arms after making love, waking up together and making love all over again … those were really special times. Since such opportunities were now so rare, they both really enjoyed it whenever possible.

  And, tonight, it was possible. Missy had returned with Mike from the bridal shower which he’d gone to merely to keep Mark company. While all the ladies were oohing and aahing over each gift, as well as nibbling on delicious goodies, the two guys had strolled outside on the walkway along the ocean. Alice’s Mom had done a fantastic job and the restaurant where the shower was held was in Gloucester, not far from the famous memorial statue to all the fishermen who had lost their lives at sea. The shower was a huge success but the guys stayed away for most of it, returning only at the end of the event. Mark could barely fit all the gifts into their car. And, the guys helped pack up all the decorations, whatnots and dodads that Alice’s Mom had brought.

  Since Mark was one of the few whom Missy had revealed her werecat identity to, Mike had been able to discuss that with him openly. Mark now knew most of what Missy had done for Alice and was deeply grateful. He’d even provided Mike with a few details Mike had not actually heard from Missy yet. But, most of their conversation had been about other matters, such as life at college and various friends they had in common. It was Mark who explained to Mike about Missy’s brother John. Apparently, John was getting more and more involved with that girl Tracy he’d met that weekend at West Point.

  Mike had told Missy all about her brother as they’d driven back from the shower. She’d told him what little she’d learned from Tracy and had been amazed to find out that John was actually at West Point, seeing Tracy, right at that very moment. Tracy had not taken a pass for the weekend since going home to Texas was too far away. Instead, she had planned to merely enjoy Walking Privileges. Since so many upperclass cadets were gone, the plebes who stayed behind were actually able to freely enjoy themselves right there at the academy and many had visitors.

  From under the covers, Missy asked, “Tell me again what Mark said.” She looked at Mike who had just joined her. “About how John told him that Tracy was different from anyone he’d ever met.”

  “Well, he was very impressed with meeting her. He told Mark he knew she was shy and inexperienced but that, for some strange reason, he found it very easy to talk to her. Then, he came home and has been sending her emails ever since. He said he’s really feeling a connection with her and told Mark he hadn’t been able to think about any other girl since. Reminds me how I felt about you, remember?”

  Missy laughed. “Yeah, but I ignored you for months. Thank goodness that didn’t stop you. So, John is down there visiting Tracy, exploring whether this connection he’s feeling might lead to something more?”

  Mike pulled Missy up against his chest and was delighted to find that she was naked under the covers. Her breasts were pressed against him and he slid one hand down to caress her lovely rear. “He told Mark that he just wanted to spend more time seeing her, face to face. She’s going to show him around West Point and he’ll only be visiting her there during the day and evening, but still. He th
inks by Monday he’ll know one way or another. If she’s the one.”

  Missy giggled and, getting turned on by Mike’s hand on her ass, began wriggling on top of him. He was wearing undershorts which were restraining his erection, now noticeably pressing against her right leg. She wrapped both her arms around him, hugging him tight. She pulled herself upward so she could plant a quick kiss on his lips and then slid back down placing her head back on his chest. “If she’s really the one, then John better be prepared for making a lot of sacrifices over the next few years. Look what you’re going through, putting up with me …”

  Mike laughed and rolled over on top of her, keeping most of his weight on his elbows. He stared into her eyes, which were definitely filling up with golden specs. “When the girl is the one, the right one, then any amount of sacrifice is more than worth it. Plus, there are those occasional benefits.” He began slowly nibbling on one of her erect nipples. “Ummmm! Like this!” Moving over to her other nipple, which he began licking and teasing with his tongue, he murmured, “And, this!”

  Missy quickly forgot all about John and Tracy as her body began to throb with that wonderful achy reaction to Mike’s attention. She grabbed his underwear and began pushing that down and between his wriggling and her assisting with her feet, they managed to get him free. While he was kicking his underwear off to the side she began kissing him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She was getting very turned on in a sudden rush of desire. Then, she relaxed all her controls and completely opened herself up to Mike. Her passionate emotions suddenly flooded her with an excitement which also overwhelmed Mike with an equally passionate reaction.