The Switch ~Narya and Seeker~
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				Title: <strong>The Switch ~Narya and Seeker~</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>naryashadow</strong> on <strong>17-01-2011, 19:29:41</strong>
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				<br>To any other person, Mischa Collins was your average woman. Standing at 5'5 with golden blond and chocolate brown highlighted hair to go with her baby blue eyes, she was something to desire by all those she had come across. Growing up in New Jersey under her father's watchful eyes, she knew how hard life was. Especially thanks to both her father and her brother being police officers. They always had something new to complain about, be it drugs, robbery, or murder. It had always bothered her father that his seemingly frail daughter had to grow in such a harsh area, and thanked God everyday that it wasn't her body someone had found on the streets. Mischa did well at keeping her nose clean, and had exceptional grades in school. Once she had graduated, Mischa had found herself at a loss on what to do with her life. Part of her wanted to teach, but the other part was still unsure. After applying to so many prestigious schools, she finally found herself traveling to Yale, where she took part in acting classes as well as business, and things to help her get a degree in teaching. That career however, never came to pass. It was shortly after she had left Yale that she had been approached by a branch of government she knew well thanks to her hometown, the FBI. Just as her father and brother could not resist the urge to protect the people, Mischa quickly accepted the position she was given and went through excessive training to become one of the agencies best. That was where she had met Evan Randal. Evan was a decently attractive male, and somehow wound up being her main partner in the gig. Lucky for her, he was rather easy to get along with as well. <br>&nbsp;<br>Being a field worker, Mischa had found herself standing on a dock one summer night wearing nothing more than a black mini dress, black lace thong, and a pair of black stilletos. Tonight she was undercover by the name of Shelia, her job to seduce and get close to the drug lord and lacheys she was assigned to. Evan, was to be a bodyguard. Despite it being summer, the water made the air cold, forcing the form of her hardened nipples to push against her dress visibly as she had not been wearing a bra. Truthfully, she was freezing. However, she had to fit the part that was needed, and what the man wanted was a woman that not even he could say no to. Seeing Evan approach she gave a small nod, pretending she had never seen the man in her life.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><em>Evan: </em><br>&nbsp;<em>There was no moon as we approached the docks where we were to meet the boss of an international drug ring.&nbsp; It was so cold my partner Mischa's nipples were standing obviously erect against her shirt.&nbsp; Obviously she was not wearing a bra.&nbsp; It was her job to look seductive as seducing and having sex when there was absolutely no way around it was part of her job description.&nbsp; I was a Third degree black belt who was also an expert marksman and my jobs would vary but I would be a body guard on many missions for The Boss.<br><br>We were to meet at midnight in front of "The Headliner" which was the yacht the boss was traveling in.&nbsp; We stood for a few moments and spoke to each other load enough to be heard by anyone nearby.&nbsp; It was the code which would identify us as we never met and our meeting was arranged through many talks on secure phone lines.&nbsp; "I wish the moon was out.&nbsp; Everything on the water sparkles in the dark when it's out."&nbsp; Moments later the boss came out.<br><br>He was not Colombian but instead he was from East Detroit.&nbsp; A very bad area to grow up in.&nbsp; He took his yacht to Columbia and through ways unknown to us was able to get the drugs into the country.&nbsp; Once he approached he told us to board.&nbsp; "I take it this is Sheila and Randy.&nbsp; Real names I'm sure.&nbsp; Nice to meet you my name is Rico."&nbsp; Rico shook my hand but kissed Sheila on the lips.&nbsp; She showed no sign of distaste as we had to get this job but I'm sure she wanted to slap him.<br><br>"Tomorrow you two will beginning your duties.&nbsp; Sheila you will approach some of my customers and come on to them with your luscious body and see if they sell me out.&nbsp; You will be given a police uniform and proper and legitimate identification.&nbsp; Randy you will be my body guard as I meet with a distributor.&nbsp; Now, please have a drink and make yourself comfortable.&nbsp; I hope that shortly we will be like family.&nbsp; Do you have any questions?" </em>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><br><br>&nbsp;Hearing Evan speak, Mischa turned to look at him once again. "Yes, it is rather dark isn't it?" Her tone rather bored and yet entrancing. As Rico approached, she quickly put her arms down and straightened her dress, her head nodding to his comment. Her hand moved as if she had expected Rico to shake it the same way as he had done to Evan, Randy as he called him, instead she had found her lips pressed to his own, his hands moving up and down her body as her perked chest pressed against him. Part of her almost expected that he was going to knock her down and fuck her right then and there, but thankfully he pulled away after a few moments of the embrace. The kiss tasted horribly of alchohol and drugs, but she didn't let it show on her face. Licking her lips, she merely smiled and took Rico's arm as he offered it, then followed him to the yacht.&nbsp; 
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