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 Prologue

   This a rewrite of the story first published in 2008 as the Reluctant
Spy. I have altered the plot in some very significant ways, and renamed the
story.  I have tried to make the story historically accurate.  The action
in the story took place in a critical phase of the war and is totally
fictional, But this was the year when the Germans invaded Russia (
Operation Barbarossa) and some few months before the tragic and dastardly
attack on Pearl harbour by the Japanese.  These two events had a critical
bearing on the final outcome of the war.

   Please also note their was not a T Class submarine in the Royal Navy
during the war called HMS Tenacious although their was a T Class Destroyer
of that name, which survived the war and which I served on for a short
time.

   The operation described in this story was as fiction, but fortunately in
actual fact the German codes were successfully captured from a U Boat U110
that did not sink straight by the Frigate HMS Bulldog.  The U Boat was
later taken in tow, but sunk on its way back to the UK .  The use of these
codes using the German Enigma machine, were vital in warning convoys where
and when they could expect an attack from U Boats.

   Please note that most of the spellings are using the English Oxford
Standard dictionary, although there may be occasions when my spell check
has replaced the spelling with the standard USA usage.

   The story is in two parts and part two is being rewritten and will be
published in due course.



















   Recall Chapter One By Sirdar

   It was the end of April 1941 and the war was entering a new desperate
phase.  Britain had her back against the wall.  The U Boats were sinking
more British shipping than could be easily replaced, as Britain and her
Commonwealth allies stood alone against the Nazi tyranny.  that was
terrorising Europe.

   Not unusually for this time of the year it was a foul night, there was a
choppy sea, and the rain was sleeting down with the wind occasionally
gusting, sending the occasional sea washing straight over the conning tower
of the T Class Submarine, making life particularly miserable, for the watch
keepers on the bridge, as the Royal Navy T class submarine HM Submarine
Tenacious, was just about to make her first surface sweep in their allotted
patrol area, just off Ushant.

   Intermittent driving spray lashed the faces of the bridge crew, making
their noses and chins red raw and sore.  The Captain, Lt Commander Tony
Nash VC had just ordered a running charge to be started on the batteries,
and the lookouts and machine gunners were closed up on the bridge in case
of a surprise attack.  This was just the sort of night that German U Boats
would consider slipping out of their base, heading for the open sea, to
attack Atlantic convoys, and so everyone was on their toes keeping as close
a watch as possible in these bad conditions .

   Below in the control room, the asdic operators listened intently to see
if they could distinguish any propeller noises.  On the surface they knew
they were highly vulnerable to attack from sea or air, but they must
recharge their batteries, and although they could now have a hot meal, use
the toilet, and clean the boat as far as was humanly possible, no-one could
relax properly, they were all tense, and ready to dive again at a seconds
notice if necessary.

   Life in any diesel powered submarine, especially in wartime, was not at
all pleasant.  Conditions were by any known standard pretty bad, and the
air always smelt of human sweat, diesel fumes and a mixture of battery
fumes, shaving or washing could only be done in sea water.  Space was
cramped, as bags or cases of food had to be stored in any spare space that
could be found.  Even the toilets could be flushed only after dark, so that
the waste did not give their position away to the enemy.  The sleeping
space in the fore-ends for the ordinary seaman, was largely taken up by the
spare torpedoes, as well as food such as sacks of potatoes, tins of beans,
or soup, and cases of ships biscuit, the fresh bread having been eaten in
the first few days of the patrol, and so the ships company had to make use
of any available space to sling their hammocks, or sleep on the deck..

   The Cook cynically known in the service as the chef, had started cooking
the evening meal, and the off watch members of the crew were enjoying their
first cigarette for over twelve hours.  Even a few non smokers were stood
around in the control room, enjoying their first breath of fresh sea air,
despite the odd dollop of sea water that came swishing down the conning
tower to wet them.  The two powerful sixteen cylinder diesel engines sucked
the chill night air down into the conning tower into the control room,
getting rid of the foul air, which had quickly accumulated in the boat
during the previous twelve hours when they were dived.

   The Leading Signalman Mark Andrews came down from the bridge to the
control room, his clothes were soaked even under his oil skin coat.  He had
been relieved by a lookout He thankfully slipped out of his wet oilskins
and safety belt, and made his way forward to his mess, where his tot of
rum, and a hot meal would soon be served..  He was always first on the
bridge with the Captain when they surfaced, in case he had to reply to a
challenge from another ship.  Now Mark, like the others were looking
forward to getting warm and dry, and having a hot meal.  He knew that he
could be recalled at instant to the bridge.  The dreaded cry "Signalman on
the Bridge." when they were on the surface, always kept him tense, and
experience told him this was such a night when he could be called upon
quite frequently.

   When the Captain was confident that the boat had sufficient buoyancy,
then he too would hand over the watch to one of the other officers, and he
would also be looking forward very much to a hot meal himself.  If the
night went by without incident, then they would dive again with full
batteries just before dawn, followed probably by another boring day, when
they cruised at a about three knots dived, listening, watching and waiting.
The off duty crew members sleeping, or reading to conserve the precious air
until dusk, when they would prepare to surface and repeat the whole
exercise once again.

   In the wireless office, Peter Mowbray the Leading Wireless Operator was
listening to the nightly broadcasts from the Admiralty, and waiting to see
if any signals would be transmitted for them.  Suddenly, he stiffened, and
reached for his pencil as their call sign came over the air.  He started
writing rapidly taking down the blocks of code in a message addressed to
them.  It was classified as Operation Immediate, Top Secret, and was
immediately decoded by the signals officer, Sub Lieutenant Balfour and
taken to the Captain.

   It was a recall, but strangely not back to their depot ship in Scotland,
but it was an urgent recall to HMS Dolphin the main Submarine home base at
Portsmouth.  The message was stressing the need for them to return with all
dispatch.  The Captain called for the navigating officer, and asked him to
set a course for Portsmouth, and within a few moments HMS Tenacious had
left her patrol area, and was 'cracking on' at full speed on the surface
for Portsmouth Harbour, still with her full load of torpedoes intact, and
with a running charge on her depleted batteries.  The fact that they were
heading home brought few smiles to the faces of the weary ships company.

   It was two days later just as dawn was breaking when they finally
surfaced at the rendezvous point, to be greeted by a destroyer waiting to
escort them..  Who having quickly established their identity signalled
briefly "Follow Mama." Most of the night they had remained dived as the
waters round the UK, were some of the most dangerous to an unwary
submarine. Surface ships and aircraft fired first, and asked questions
later where submarines were concerned.

   It was just dawn, as the Captain patiently conned the Tenacious into the
narrow entrance to Portsmouth Harbour, past old Portsmouth on the right and
the imposing structure of Fort Blockhouse on the left.  The smell of
burning was in the air, and he knew that Portsmouth, and the Naval Dockyard
had probably been under attack again that past night.

   Tony by now, was highly intrigued as to the reason that he had been
recalled from patrol after only fourteen days, but this was wartime, and he
knew from past experience that anything could happen.  Everyone's attention
was soon focused on making the 90 degree port turn into Dolphin Creek, and
preparing to berth, as well as the urgent need to change the engines over
to run on the electric motors.

   "Stop starboard, in starboard engine clutch" The Captain ordered.

   Within seconds the starboard engine spluttered to a stop and within a
few seconds the control room reported that they were now running on the
starboard motor.

   This was followed by a similar order for the port engine change,
immediately afterwards.  Once the Captain had power from both motors, they
were soon alongside their allotted berth in Dolphin Creek, and a brief
glance showed him that there was a sizeable welcoming party on the jetty in
the chill of the morning air, despite the early hour, waiting for them on
the jetty.  The party also included the Captain Submarines himself in
person.  Tony was curious, and slightly concerned at the size of the
waiting group, which indicated something special was on the cards.

   Once they were secured, Tony turned to Bill his First Lieutenant."
Refuel as soon as possible Bill, top up the batteries, and replenish all
provisions.  Get the boat cleaned up and organise shore accommodation if
possible .  But do not pipe leave until we know why, and how long we will
be here.  But no harm in using the base facilities."

   "Right Sir" He replied saluting as Tony climbed over the bridge rail,
and climbing down on to the casing.  The casing party came to attention as
Tony made his way ashore, and saluted the senior officers waiting for him
on the quayside.

   "Welcome home Tony." The Captain Submarines said shaking hands.

   He pointedly did not introduce any of the other people with him, some of
whom were unknown to Tony.  "We will go to my office, where its warmer and
we can make all the introductions and talk privately."

   Tony looked at the Commander, an old friend of his who was Staff officer
Operations.  He looked at Tony, and just shrugged his shoulders, not giving
a clue as to all the secrecy.  Tony followed the party along the quay to
the Captain Submarines office.  He was however, very intrigued by the
presence of a slim attractive, and very sexy looking blonde female, that
walked silently with them struggling to keep up in her high heeled shoes.
She was about 5'6," slim with short pageboy cut dirty blonde hair, covered
with a beret of the type usually favoured by the French.  She wore a fawn
rubber mackintosh, tightly belted round her slim waist, high heels and a
lot of make-up.  Tony could caught little wafts of her very exotic perfume
as they walked.  She walked silently, almost moodily, with her hands in her
pockets, and a large black shoulder bag slung over her right shoulder.

   As they walked, Tony sensed from time to time that she was giving him
curious sidelong glances.  But each time Tony turned to look at her, she
immediately looked away.  They were soon at the captains office, and coffee
was served, and to Tony's amazement everyone except Captain S/M, the young
lady and a civilian who later introduced himself as Mr.  Frank Broughton
from the admiralty, were asked to leave the room, and wait in the ante
room. Immediately the Captain Submarines started to talk.

   "Tony first of all may I introduce Anne- Marie to you.  The lady just
nodded and gave him a smile, in acknowledgement of his nod.  We have
recalled you because there is a very important task, that has been
considered, in which you and Anne Marie will be the prime movers, that is
of course if you agree.  We have studied your past history, and your
service record, with a very special operation in mind.  As a holder of the
Victoria Cross, and also because of your part German parentage, and
background, you are the ideal man for a very dangerous, but unusual
mission, which we would ask you to consider carefully.  You of course, have
a perfect right to refuse, if you so wish.  God knows man you have done
your bit in this war, and I am the first to admit that you deserve a break.
By the way, I would also like to congratulate you, on your promotion to
full Commander, which was confirmed just after you sailed."

   "Moving on, your perfect knowledge of German, and knowledge of Germany,
plus your past record as a signals expert, means that you have all the
qualities we need for a very special job.  In short, we want you to pretend
to defect to Germany with Anne-Marie here as your wife.  She is a trusted
double agent, and you will be working with her as your guiding light.  This
is a lot to ask of you, and you will certainly be reviled in the press here
in the UK, and throughout the free world.  That is almost certain to
happen, as your defection will soon become public knowledge, as the Germans
love that sort of propaganda, and Lord Haw Haw will naturally exploit it
for all he is worth.  But we need you somehow, to try and get hold of the
German naval codes, and you can only do that if the Nazis trust you
implicitly.

   We are almost certain, and we are certainly hoping, that Admiral Doenitz
will surely want to make use of you in some way, and could give you the
opportunity you need to get your hands on those important codes the U
Boat's use.  We can only hope that will happen fairly quickly.  The U Boats
are sinking our merchant ships faster than we can build them, the situation
is near desperate and getting a copy of those codes back to us will be
vital in winning the U Boat war.  Your fluency in German, and your signals
experience is vital.  The main thing which is also vitally important is
that, we need you to get a copy of them without the Nazi's knowing.  If
they suspect we have a copy, they will certainly change the codes
immediately, and the whole exercise will have been pointless."

   Tony did not replay for a few seconds, as his tired brain attempted to
focus on what he had just heard, the whole idea had come right out of the
blue, it was certainly dangerous, and various thoughts, and problems ran
through his head.  His thoughts were rudely interrupted when Anne-Marie
spoke in a strong French accent.

   "Of course if you don't have the balls to do the job you are useless to
us Commander" Tony reacted angrily.  "There is more than a question of
balls, mademoiselle, I have a ship to worry about, and certain other
practicalities to consider."

   Mr.  Broughton the civilian spoke up for the first time with anger in
his voice.  "You should learn to keep your mouth shut mademoiselle.  You
have had weeks to consider and work on the scheme, but the Commander has
just been told of the task ahead.  He has just returned from an arduous
patrol, he is tired and he is entitled to have a few moments to consider
all the options."

   Tony said.  "Sir', If I agree, would it be possible to work with someone
else, rather than the lady here?  "

   "Mr.  Broughton responded.  "I am sorry Tony, but Anne-Marie is a good
and trustworthy operator, in fact she is the best, and to be honest, the
only option.  It takes great skill to do what she is being asked to do as a
double agent.  But as you have no doubt noted she has an unfortunate habit
of being a bit headstrong."

   "A deadly fault in a secret agent, I would have thought sir." Tony
replied sarcastically.  Anne-Marie looked at him as though she could kill
him.

   The whole idea was buzzing around in his head.  Tony was happy with
Tenacious, she was a good boat, with a good crew, but Tony also knew that
hundreds of seamen were dying every day, bringing vital supplies to the
country, and if he could do anything to save their lives his conscience
demanded he give it a try..

   "Yes sir.  I will do it, I must do it, I must at least give it a try, if
there is no other way and no-one else."

   "According to the records .You are not married or engaged or anything
are you Commander." "No sir" Tony replied.

   "Good, because you two have to be husband and wife in every possible
way." Mr.  Broughton responded.

   "You do not seem happy with that idea Commander?" Anne-Marie asked with
a hint of sarcasm in her voice.  "We have not got off to a good start
Mademoiselle, and on this short acquaintance, it would seem we may already
be facing significant marital problems." Tony replied.

   "Well Commander we are booked in at the Keppels Head for the next ten
days as Commander and Mrs.  Nash she replied.  Our room, has all your
personal possessions waiting for you, and tomorrow we marry for real at
Portsmouth registry office.  You see the Germans know a lot about what
happens over here, especially in the Portsmouth area, and we must take
nothing to chance, especially with so many gallant men now dying at sea. 
When we leave this office we must go hand in hand, as a happily betrothed
couple.  I am sorry Commander if I seem impetuous, but I have worked on
this plan for some time, and I was so anxious that you would say that you
would do it."

   Tony's smiled and said.  " Thank you Mademoiselle I think that we must
start afresh."

   Captain S/M shook his hand.  Sardonically he said "Congratulations on
your sudden marriage.  To be honest in one way, I was hoping in part, that
you would refuse.  However, your number one, is due for his perisher's
course, and he can go on that straight away.  I have a new Captain and
First Lieutenant for Tenacious standing by to replace you.  The crew of
tenacious will be told that as you have been promoted, that you are being
re-appointed.  Which you would have been anyway."

   "Bill is ready for command sir, so he should do well on his course.  But
I really need to have some handover time" Tony replied.

   "Sorry Tony you have little or no time.  Your First Lieutenant will have
to sort out those problems with the base staff.  But I am pretty sure there
will be a party for you, being laid on somewhere tonight." News travels
fast round here."

   After a shower and a few hours sleep in the barracks wardroom for Tony,
and a detailed briefing together with Anne-Marie taking the rest of the
day, they arrived at the Keppels Head, hand in hand as twilight was
descending, and Portsmouth was braving itself for its nightly bombardment
by he Luftwaffe.  Pushing past the blackout curtains Tony found to his
amazement that most of the Tenacious crew were already there drinking. 
There was a big cheer as he entered the bar.

   It gave him a chance to introduce Anne-Marie to everyone as his
prospective wife, and to a very puzzled ships company, who seemed at a loss
as to why his betrothal had been kept such a secret.  So Tony explained
"Look chaps, my fianc?  has been working away on secret war work for some
time, so secret she won't even tell me, and it was essential for her that
we did not advertise our relationship, now the situation has changed
somewhat, so now we can get hitched properly.  I am afraid also, that I am
leaving you anyway, as you all probably know that I have been promoted.  I
now have my other half ring and I am now a full Commander, a new Captain
and First Lieutenant will be joining you tomorrow and I am sure that you
will give them all the loyalty and support that you have given me during
this commission.." Tony said.

   Eventually after a number of drinks they got to their room, where a cold
meal was waiting for them and as Anne-Marie had previously told him, Tony
found all his personal belongings waiting for him, having been sent down
from the depot ship in Scotland on a special flight.  Anne-Marie's toilet
gear, and few clothes were already hung up in the wardrobe.  They had
during the course of the day had a heart to heart talk, and had agreed to
try not to bicker or fight with each other, after their initial clash.  Now
they were both making a very positive attempt to become better acquainted.
Anne-Marie had apologized again, using the excuse that they had been
planning the whole operation for about three weeks, and the success or
failure of the whole operation had hung on his acceptance.

   Once in their room Anne Marie put her arms round his neck and said "Tony
dear I am sorry.  But this morning you had me very worried for a few
moments.  There is no-one else capable of filling your role, if you had
refused the operation would have been cancelled." She kissed him
passionately on the lips - "Welcome home lover and husband to be." She
whispered.  "Now we really do have to work at being husband and wife for
real."

   Nest Chapter 2































   Chapter 2 Anne-Marie

   Anne-Marie lay back in the bath and thought about the days events.  She
had been pleasantly surprised at first meeting Tony, although when she had
first seen him unshaven and in his sea going uniform, she was a little put
off, but something about him she found very attractive.  If she had to have
a make believe husband, at least she thought, it was nice to have one who
after a shower and a shave looked a bit dishy, and she would not have to
pretend too much with him.  The photographs she had been shown had not done
him justice.  She knew she would always remember that first sighting of
him, totally absorbed in the safety of his submarine, as he gave the
necessary orders for her berthing as he brought HMS Tenacious alongside
earlier that morning.

   Although at first she was frightened that he might not co-operate with
the operation.  She realised almost as soon as she had spoken, that she had
been rather too hasty in her comments.  She had seen his record, it was a
record for any person to be proud of, he was something of a national war
hero, but on a personal note, it had also been quietly hinted that if
anything, he was a bit of a womaniser, so she had no doubts that the sexual
side of their forthcoming marriage would not create a problem for him.. 
Now she was gradually feeling increasingly optimistic about the whole
operation.  She was even more sure after knowing him for a few hours that
she could work with him.

   She was heartened at the party in the bar downstairs, by the obvious
genuine respect and affection his crew had for him, and the dismay that had
been expressed by almost everyone, at losing him.  However, the big hurdle
was yet to come.  She had avoided all sexual contact since her disastrous
marriage of a few years ago, and now to have to climb into bed with a
strange man, was for her a bit nerve wracking.  She knew though, that it
had to be done, the Gestapo were no fools, and any inconsistency in their
cover story would be fatal for both of them.

   Anne-Marie was 24 and had been born of a Belgian mother and a French
father, and she had been brought up in a small town on the Belgian coast
not far from Zeebrugge.  They were a relatively wealthy family, her father
was a local banker, and well known and respected in the area.  After school
she had not had to work and had stopped at home to help her ageing mother.

   In 1938 she had met a young German man named Wolfram, who was on holiday
in Oostende.  They had fallen in love, and despite her parents dislike, and
virtual hatred of all Germans, they had married.  The wedding in Zeebrugge
had turned out to be a typical German drunken affair.  His parents did not
come to the wedding nor did any of her other relatives.  His relatives were
some way away in North Germany and although they sent their best wishes, it
was a bit too far for them to travel.

   On her wedding night she retired to bed awaiting her husband, who she
was sure would join her shortly to consummate their marriage.  She had
taken great care of her toilet, and was wearing a lovely silk nightgown
which was a sneak present from her mother.  It was past 1.oclock in the
morning when he had arrived in their bedroom rather drunk.

   He had that night taken her virginity, in a brutal and drunken fashion.
Leaving her dazed, and bruised.  After he had finished, and before
staggering away to get more schnapps, he had invited his best man to avail
himself of his "French whore" as he called her.  In all, she was raped four
times that night by Wolframs friends.  The next morning, Wolfram had been
very apologetic, and eventually because she was so deeply in love with him
when he was sober, she decided to stay with him, but above all, the real
reason was that she was frightened of what would happen if she told her
father what had happened, so she decided to stay with him.  But the desire
for revenge, burned somewhere deep inside her.  She could never ever
completely forgive him, and she stayed with him out of pride, and to give
him a chance to redeem himself.  She did however, ensure that in the few
months before war was declared she never conceived.  It was in July, when
Wolfram was recalled to Germany to rejoin his SS unit.  She was obliged to
go to Germany with him, and they stayed in the family home at the village
of Rickelrath near Wegburg in North Germany.

   She was heartened by the fact that his family were lovely respectable
people, and made her very welcome, and when eventually Wolfram's sister
Ursula, sensing Anne-Maries unhappiness, had after much probing, eventually
discovered how her brother, had treated his new wife on their wedding
night. She was extremely angry, and told the whole family.  Naturally the
family were shocked, at first they found it hard to believe her, but
apparently unknown to Anne-Marie, Wolfram had previously been twice accused
of rape offences against local single girls.  Due to the fact that he was a
prominent and active member of the Nazi party, he had not been prosecuted,
or even censured for his crimes.  His father was very bitter and blamed the
SS doctrine, and his time in the Hitler Youth and the arrogance that
resulted from their training for his anti-social behavior.  His father
personally hated the Nazi regime, and what they were doing to Germany, like
many others of his generation he was convinced that they would ultimately
bring disaster to Germany.  But never did he voice his fears in front of
Wolfram.  Even his own father feared betrayal by his own son.

   In 1939 the war started, and shortly after the fall of France,
Anne-Marie was informed that her husband had been killed by the resistance,
in a partisan ambush.  She was shocked, and saddened in one respect, but
deep down she also felt a sense of relief.  After a short period of
mourning she was considering returning to her home in Belgium.  However,
the Nazi's firmly believing that she must be seeking revenge for the death
of her newly wed husband, and knowing that she spoke both French, and
German reasonably well, invited her to join them as a secret agent working
with the Gestapo against the resistance.

   They wanted her to return to Belgium and join the resistance, and to
betray the underground fighters.  Her first instinct was to refuse, but
Anne Marie sensing that it was more of an order than a request, felt that
it could be dangerous to refuse, and much safer to go along with them, she
was sure that back near her home, she could find a way to get out of her
predicament.  To refuse outright, could put her in greater danger. 
Thinking quickly, she agreed wholeheartedly, that she was seeking revenge
and was the right person for the job.

   She was seeking revenge alright, but nor for her husbands death, but for
the invasion of her country, and what they were doing to her beloved France
and to Belgium her adopted home.  Both her parents had died by this time,
her father of a broken heart at seeing his country invaded and her mother
from cancer.

   Thinking quickly, she decided this could be a good way to help throw a
spanner in the works of the German regime, and if she was cunning enough,
to get a measure of revenge on Germany, and the Nazi party.  From there,
and after a while, it was easy to convince her controllers that she could
quite easily become a double agent.  When the opportunity arose, and with
Gestapo permission she defected to England, and offered her services, and
during the next fifteen months soon proved her worth.  Both sides making
full use of her skills..

   British intelligence provided her with snippets of intelligence.  which
had kept the Nazi's interested, until her Nazi controller Herr Schaeffer,
made the suggestion one day in passing, that perhaps she could somehow get
a high ranking British Officer to defect to Germany.  He pointed out that
the propaganda value would be of enormous help to the Third Reich.

   Anne-Marie promised she would explore the idea, but when she told her
boss of the suggestion in London he had just laughed it off, but a quite
junior clerk overhearing the conversation interrupted, and suggested that
perhaps a Lt Cdr Tony Nash might be the ideal candidate, if they were to go
ahead with the plan.  Pointing out at the time it would be a good way
perhaps of getting inside information on the U Boat war.  For a time the
idea was kicked around, and then when they at last made a full examination
of Tony's personal record, which showed that he had a German background,
and he spoke German fluently, and still had a Grandmother and other
relatives living in Berlin, the idea became a distinct possibility.

   The fact that he also had his specialty in signals, and he would
certainly have sufficient expertise to recognise any German codes, which
would be of value, all this information quickly excited a lot of interest.
The loss of merchant shipping to the U Boats was of national concern, and
they all knew that if they could crack the German codes it would give them
a fighting chance of diverting convoys away from danger.

   Somehow the idea took off and the operational details were quickly
developed.  However, they recognised that Anne-Marie participation would be
vital in protecting him, from the retribution of the partisan movement, and
for guiding his initial introduction to the Germans .  So the idea was that
Anne-Marie would have met the Commander at some time previously, whilst in
the UK, and having met again, had fallen desperately in love with him, and
they had become secretly engaged to be married.  At the time they
recognised the idea was not foolproof, but it was the best they could come
up with.  Now she realised the first step had been taken, and now between
them, they had to develop a fool proof cover story that would satisfy the
Gestapo.

   The obvious story, would be for Tony to insist that he had always felt
that Germany was his home country, and that was where his roots were.  It
was a story which could from the German point of view be believable, and
that politically he tended to be sympathetic to the Nazi regime, and the
way in which they were restoring Germanys pride after the country had been
so badly treated at the end of the first World war.  He also wished to be
re-united with his relatives, his grandparents, cousins, and childhood
friends who all lived in Berlin, and he hated the thought, that he might be
fighting and killing his own family..

   Now the mission was underway.  She gritted her teeth, and drying herself
quickly, she came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped round her
waist, her breasts bare as she moved over and sat on Tony's lap.  At first
Tony demurred, he was a bit shy, and he tried gently to push her off but
Anne-Marie clung on to him.

   She told him.  "Darling Tony from tomorrow, we are to be legally man and
wife, and we have to play the part in every way, we dare not pretend.  We
have a week to get to know each other intimately.  If the Gestapo get hold
of us, we have to be word perfect in our personal knowledge of each other,
our sexual likes and dislikes, and especially all the little intimate
things, such as how we like to make love.  It is important that we are
perfectly honest with one another."

   As she finished speaking, she pulled his head down and started kissing
him.  Tony was startled at the rapid turn of events, but realising that she
was right, he nervously followed her lead, he at first wrapped his arms
round her.  As he felt her body cling on to him, he heard a loud moan of
satisfaction escape from his own lips.

   They collapsed on to the bed and within minutes Tony groaned, as he felt
for the first time the wonderful sensations of Anne-Marie's slim sexy body
against his.  This was part of the job that he had not really considered
until now.  Obviously he thought, this job has its compensations?

   Anne-Marie clung on to him tightly and somewhat nervously, as he started
to push his cock deeply into her.  He was holding her tightly against his
body.  They paused for a second as she reached down and yanked the towel
away, which was still round her lower torso.  Tony gasped as he saw and
felt the whole of her naked body against his for the very first time.  He
knew that he was making love to one of the most desirable women in his
experience.

   His cock was soon thrusting deep inside her, and with that thought
raging through his head he began to make love to her with great care and
consideration, thrusting and pushing as deeply as he could into his new
wife to be.  Tony however, was a considerate lover, a fact which Anne-Marie
soon appreciated, and which gave her greater confidence.  As for the first
time since her disastrous marriage, she started to enjoy the experience of
sexual intercourse.

   It only took a few thrusts for Anne-Marie to reach her first orgasm. 
Tony felt her muscles clamp down on his cock, as if she was milking it.  It
was a fantastic feeling, as he thrust in and out of her at an increasing
tempo, and the sensation was soon all too much for him to hold back for
long.  He looked at the beautiful young woman who lay beneath him, her eyes
closed; she seemed to be making love with great enthusiasm and enjoyment.
He couldn't believe it, the feelings were surging through his body like
nothing he had experienced for a long time, when he felt his body tremble
for the first, but not the last time that night, he came in long pulsating
thrusts into that lovely lady writhing below him.

   For Tony that was a night to treasure, and to remember.  When they
eventually slept, they did not hear the bombs that fell in the near
distance, which made an important yet vital change to their wedding plans.
It was almost ten o clock when he awoke, to the sound of the shower in the
adjoining bathroom.  Today was his wedding day, but just as he was coming
to grips with the idea then he became aware of the banging on the bedroom
door.

   The landlord called out "Commander there is a telephone call for you in
the lobby."

   He grabbed his dressing gown, and went down stairs where Mr.  Broughton
told him that they could not marry today, as the Registrars office had been
bombed and gutted the previous night.

   "You will just have to live in sin for the present Commander, until and
unless we can find an alternative.  It is highly possible that the ceremony
can take place tomorrow at the Portsmouth Guildhall.  We will of course put
the pressure on for you, to make sure it happens."

   One of the problems they faced, was that they were fairly sure that they
were being watched.  Portsmouth as a principal Naval Base was almost
certain to have enemy agents or sympathisers in the area, such as the IRA,
many of whom were active Nazi sympathizers, and the Germans would be
watching Anne-Marie closely.  Briefing for Tony would have to be done in a
variety of less obvious ways, using a wide range of subterfuge methods. 
The easiest way was to use the ships handover procedure, as the excuse for
several clandestine meetings at HMS Dolphin.  But this virtually excluded
Anne-Marie, but brought Tony up to speed on several important things he had
to know.  He also got a crash course on making small explosive devices and
booby traps.

   Tony quickly learned that Anne-Marie was a very professional person,
stubborn, and even at times a hard person; yet beneath this entire hard
exterior, their was a very loveable personality, waiting to get out.  Tony
had no doubt that she would be prepared to die for any person she cared for
deeply enough.  She spent many hours that week turning him into an agent,
and a believable husband and lover.  Tony was told that he would be allowed
to pass certain classified secret information on to the Germans, to make
his cover more believable.  It would be information that the British
suspected they already knew, or would make no difference to the war effort.
Anne-Marie in turn, left no stone unturned as she pumped him for
information on his background, and his life story, and sought every bit of
information a wife should have about a husband.  In return she told him
everything she thought was relevant about her past

   Tony was shocked at her experiences .It seemed to him that she had done
well to get over her past marital bad experiences, and now she seemed to be
able to carry out her marital obligations with Tony with zest and
enthusiasm.  One night she told him that he had been entirely responsible
for this; she found Tony a completely satisfying, and considerate lover. 
The image they portrayed as a married couple, was not false, but was
certainly on his part becoming very genuine.

   Later that first day they were told that a temporary register office had
been opened at Portsmouth Guildhall.  Shortly before the ceremony a knock
on the bedroom door revealed a messenger from Gieves the naval outfitters,
with a brand new reefer jacket and hat with gold braid as a wedding present
from the crew of HMS Tenacious.  the ribbon of his Victoria Cross had also
been sown on.

   As Bill his ex First Lieutenant told him later.  "We couldn't let our
skipper get married in the wrong uniform now sir could we?" A reception had
been laid on at the Keppels Head where some influence had been brought to
bear, to provide a wartime wedding cake made hurriedly in the RN barracks
nearby, and the booze flowed freely for a few hours until normal opening
time.

   Over the next few days Tony gradually developed a deep affection for
Anne-Marie, but inevitably, the time for their departure arrived, and the
honeymoon was over.  The time had come for them to make the first decisive
step into enemy territory.  Their first hurdle was to develop a plan to
account for Tony's departure from the UK which took quite a bit of soul
searching.

   This was not easy and took some time to formulate as total secrecy was
imperative .  Once they were in France, Anne-Marie could contact her
controller, and his defection, they hoped, could go ahead quietly as
planned.  But first they had to provide a plausible way of escaping.  They
knew they were going into terrible danger, and they were also warned that
the mission must remain a secret, especially from the resistance.  The
Germans had successfully infiltrated the resistance movement several times
in the past.  Tony had been warned, and was very aware that if he was
captured he would be executed as a spy.

   Next Chapter 3









   Chapter 3 Tony

   Tony Nash had been born in Berlin to a German mother, and a British
father.  His father had been a diplomat in the British Embassy in Berlin
for some years, and Tony had therefore spent most of his early life in
Berlin.  His family had moved back to England in 1928, to the family farm
in Wiltshire which was run by his Aunt (his fathers sister) in conjunction
with her own farm, which adjoined theirs.  He had finished his schooling,
and then gone on to Oxford.  He subsequently decided on a career in the
Royal Navy, and had gone on to Dartmouth the Royal Naval College, and his
career in the Royal Navy.

   He enjoyed his leaves from the Royal Navy and he very soon when he had
time, started taking an active part in the farms management, together with
his first cousin Jean an attractive brunette who was about his own age, and
who was head over heels in love with her handsome cousin.  Many of the
local girls, including a few young married women set their hats at Tony,
but he was a typical sailor and employed the philosophy "Love them and
leave them."

   He studiously avoided any long term romantic entanglements, especially
as increasingly it was fairly commonly assumed that war was imminent.  From
1937 onwards the armed forces were actively recruiting for the Territorial
Army, and the RNVR was busy training weekend sailors.  Contracts were being
given to local engineering works for military supplies.  The whole
environment had people expecting war, but quietly and desperately hoping
for peace.

   Even in 1937 people were being encouraged to dig air raid shelters and
schools and public buildings such as schools were pasting bandages over
large windows, as a protection against flying glass from bomb explosions.
Even Neville Chamberlains return from his ill fated meeting with Adolf
Hitler waving a piece of paper and saying "Peace in our time" seemed only
the signal to redouble the efforts in preparation for war..

   Jean his cousin tried her hardest to get his attention, but Tony
regarded her more like a sister.  As far as he was concerned she was a good
mate, and good fun, but no romantic thoughts ever occurred to him as far as
Jean was concerned.  Much to her secret regret.  He was the man she wanted
and she was prepared to wait if necessary.

   Tony was bilingual and could easily pass as a natural German.  One
factor that had eluded his records, was that he was also fluent in French,
and had a good working knowledge of Flemish as well.  He realised in the
early planning stages of the mission that somehow this did not seem to be
known.  He decided at the time, that it might be a good idea to keep the
knowledge to himself and not even Anne-Marie was taken into his
confidence..

   He had won his VC when he was First Lieutenant of an S Boat, which had
found her forward hydroplanes entangled in the cable of a floating mine. 
He had worked for an hour to free the cable in freezing water in the North
Sea, and at great risk to himself.  Undoubtedly he saved the lives of all
his shipmates and the submarine.  Shortly after this, he had been selected
and taken his Perishers command course which he passed with flying colours
, and he had been subsequently appointed to his first command.  Later he
was appointed to HMS Tenacious which under his command had been very
successful, and he had received accelerated promotion.

   Only the best officers were selected for the "Perishers course" and
those who subsequently failed the course were returned to General Service.
It was not a disgrace to fail, but the rule was that an officer could never
ever serve in submarines again, after failing a command course..

   One factor in Tony's favour for this operation, was the fact that prior
to the war he had visited Germany frequently to visit his grandparents and
friends.  He knew his way round Berlin well, and had on several occasions
as a young boy, gone on holiday to Bavaria and the Black Forest with his
grandparents.  For a time he had considered studying at the University at
Heidelberg, but his parents had pointed out that a career in the Royal Navy
was best served by studying at a British University.

   There was an element of truth in the fact that he did have many friends
and family who as far as he knew were still alive in the Berlin area.  In
fairness Tony had since the start of war worried a lot about his
grandparents, and cousins in Berlin, and he vowed that given the
opportunity, he would pay them a visit if this operation went ahead.  He
had written letters to be sent via Switzerland, but had never received any
replies.

   Now on the first night of his marriage to Anne-Marie, he lay in bed as
she slept with her head on his shoulder, he had to admit that in the few
hours that he had known her, she was getting under his skin, and he was
quite quickly becoming quite fond of her.  Their lovemaking was mind
blowing, and Anne-Marie so far seemed to be the perfect wife.

   He shifted his body slightly to get her head into a more comfortable
position.  She was not totally asleep, but moved down his body and for the
third time that night she had his cock in her mouth and licking and sucking
him with enthusiasm.

   Suddenly she stopped and walked to the window to look at the flashing of
shells and the crump of bombs as the Luftwaffe once again visited
Portsmouth.  Turning she walked back to the bed and taking her nightdress
in both hands she pulled the silk garment over her head , tossing it on the
floor behind her in one swift fluid movement before she reached down and
took his head in her hands.  She kissed him with unrestrained passion.

   "Damn you Tony Nash what have you done to me?" As she kissed him again
and again.  "I can not afford to fall in love in my job, and you are making
me feel very vulnerable." Tony looked up at her as she stood naked in the
faint light of the moon through the window.  He held out his arms "Oh, God,
Anne-Marie, I've fallen for you in a big way.  We could lose it all." "I
know I love you, but we must not let is show too much when we get over the
other side." "I want you so desperately, even though I should know better."
Tony said.  "We can only live for now.  I'm here and you are here, and the
moon is shining, lets not waste it." "Yes.  Thank God, we have these few
nights to ourselves" She crawled up on the bed on her hands and knees.  Her
full breasts, tipped with moonlight, hung down just inviting his attention
and he reached for them greedily.  As he did she fell forward on top of
him. She lay with the full length of her breasts pressed against his body.
Feeling his hardness probing against her thighs.  For some moments he
caressed and fondled her.  Enjoying her rigid nipples, the full roundness
of her breasts, the warmth at the nape of her neck, the hot liquid wetness
of her thighs.  She lay still accepting his caresses, responding hotly. 
Her lips parted, her tongue pushed between them , she kissed his mouth and
along his chin , his adams apple, and the lobe of his ear She closed her
fingers over his on her breasts.  We've got to be careful Anne-Marie.  You
mustn't get pregnant, it would be disastrous.  "We have to be careful"
"Darling you make it impossible." His hand moved down across the rounded
planes of her belly, the muscles firm and taut.  "I'm getting fat .  She
whispered.  "I will have to step up my exercises." "Darling, fucking is
said to be good exercise, but I think I will always love you." Tony
whispered.  "You will possibly meet other women and you will be expected to
make love to them.  You must promise me, that you will do what you have to
do.  You must stay alive at all costs, that is the most important thing."
"Yes I understand.  If that's the way its got to be from now on." Tony
responded.  Tony would not have had it any other way.  Much as he loved
Anne-Marie, Tony knew that given an another attractive woman, he could
never be totally faithful.  It was not in his nature

   During his leaves he had never been short of female company .There had
been Maria the beautiful Spanish girl who had been a hot favourite and who
was almost as randy as he was, but even she had been jealous of the amount
of competition that existed for his favours, Maria was very hot and very
sexy, but Tony took what he wanted - he loved her and left her

   Now he was with the one woman who had finally, at least for the time
being captured his heart.  She was something very special, and he could
think of no-one else while he was with her, and when she made love, it was
though she was giving him her all.  It was a type of total abandonment. 
She lay supine in his arms, her blue eyes gazing up at him, silently
commanding him to make love to her.  She did not need to speak, her eyes
conveyed the command and he could not refuse.  His fingers moved down
between the full wetly hot lips to her clitoris, which stood rigid, under
his fingers.  His breath hurt in his throat .  Her hand caught his
stiffened cock and worked it with a kind of gentleness.  "You can't stand
this ," she whispered.  "I'll go down on you." "It's all right.  Just hold
me." His heart thudded and he felt his cock grow harder in her hand,
engorged with fresh flooding of blood..  She slipped down alongside his
body , tracing her tongue across and over the muscled ridge of his belly.
She lay her head on his stomach and opened her mouth.  He thrust her
forward roughly and she took his cock inside, her hot mouth closing,
nursing.

   His quivering hands closed in her blonde hair.  His breathing rasped
across his opened lips.  and it was as if all the sensation in his body was
concentrated in her sucking mouth.  "Wait," he pleaded ."Please wait.  She
withdrew her head with a faint whimper, staring up at him in the darkness
`I can't help it Anne-Marie, I've got to have it in you now." "I want you
to." She rolled over on her back and lay with her knees bent, her legs
spread wide.  She extended her arms , pulling him down on her .  "He thrust
himself into her vagina , gasping I have to be in you Anne-Marie .  Deep in
you.  Only then I will know you are mine." "I'm yours.  For ever.  Harder.
Do it Harder." His lips battered, flogging her.  He heard as if from a
great distance her soft moans , felt her legs encase his waist , her ankles
lock fiercely at his back ,.  He could scarcely breathe: for that instant
he felt as though his heart had stopped.  He was conscious only of the
fearful beating of the blood in his temples.  He thrust himself upwards
into her as deeply as he could and lay still, gasping for breath.  He had
difficulty speaking." "I have fallen in love with you which is crazy after
two days." Anne-Marie became serious.  "Remember if there is any trouble
you walk away from me ...  don't worry about me - you must complete the
mission if it is at all possible." She shivered slightly.  "No sense - in
both of us being killed for nothing." Tony drove himself in her as hard as
he could , pleasing her and punishing her in the same instant.  He worked
his hips faster and her head rolled back and forth on the bed.  "You're my
life Anne-Marie" he panted.  I couldn't live without you now.  You must
know that" "I know that." Her own hips flailed upward in a savage rhythm.
Matching his , increasing the tempo faster, faster until they lunged
together that was more like hatred than love, more like a wish to destroy
than to share, a totally unbridled passion.  She sagged beneath him, spent
and felt the full weight of his body on hers in helpless exhaustion.  "I
know darling but you must face the fact that you must, so many lives depend
on us."

   The wedding had been a wonderful affair with all the ships company of
HMS Tenacious turning out at the Guildhall at the temporary registrar's
office.  It was attended by a lot of senior officers, and even the Rear
Admiral Submarines made a brief appearance.  The new captain and First
Lieutenant of Tenacious were also known to Tony and had attended the
ceremony.

   The next few days were very busy as Tony underwent a crash course on
helping him to survive in enemy territory.  Much of this was trying to
change his personality, to be utterly ruthless where it mattered.  The
mission was the major priority, nothing else mattered and it was hammered
into him that unless the U Boats could be contained the very survival of
the British Empire and the free world was at risk.

   For the first time he learned much about the Nazi regime, much of the
information was not public knowledge.  Information on Gestapo techniques,
and what the fiends were capable of were trickling through to his
instructors, and the British high command.  He knew that he was being
conditioned to learn how to survive, and how he must learn to be utterly
ruthless in the pursuit of his mission.  ` He now got confirmation of what
Anne-Marie had been drilling into him even in the short time they had known
each other.  It was important that they must not show their intense love
for one another.  It was a weakness which the Gestapo would pounce on if
they deemed it necessary.  In a crash course he learned how to kill quickly
and silently, to pick locks, and to make simple explosive devices.

   Above all he learned that he had to do what he had to do to complete his
mission.  To trust no-one not even his own wife, and to keep his own
counsel.  Little did he realise at the time that he would soon be called
upon to put these lessons into practice



   Next Chapter 4











   Chapter 4 Occupied territory

   One of the initial problems they encountered was the question of how
would they get out of the country together.  Anne-Marie was a double agent,
and that could be easily arranged, but Tony could not just book a passage.
It was with some difficulty, and with some helpful pressure from above,
that he convinced the RAF controller that he was just going for the flight
to finish briefing Anne-Marie, and would return on the plane, that he was
reluctantly allowed to board the plane.

   After boarding the Lysander just after dark, the pilot came back to see
them with his co-pilot before they took off.  "Now when we land I will stop
for only about thirty seconds, and you must disembark quickly with no fuss
from the starboard side of the plane, that is the right hand side, and very
quickly.  If you break a leg 'tough.' I will not stop for more than 30
seconds.  I will turn the plane into the wind ready for take-off, and there
may be people waiting to board.  They will board on the port side and I
will pause for a further thirty seconds for them to get board and then I
will be off again.  If they are not on board within the time.  I leave
them. So its up to you to get off, and don't get in the way of boarders, or
the prop."

   Tony was now dressed in just grey flannel trousers and a sweater with a
small bag containing his shaving gear and one or two other personal
effects. He had his naval identity card to prove his identity, and some
family photos of his relatives in Berlin.  The journey was uneventful, and
they touched down as planned.  The co-pilot had the door opened as they
taxied, and Tony followed Anne-Marie on the short trip to the ground as the
plane rolled to a stop.  They were closely followed by a few assorted
packages that nearly landed on top of them.

   Getting to their feet they ran towards a flashing light under the trees
where they were greeted by two or three heavily armed muffled figures in
the dark.  Within minutes they were being led across some fields on their
way to a safe house.  They had originally planned to go straight to
Anne-Marie's apartment, which her parents had given her as a wedding
present in Zeebrugge.  However, the leader of the partisans decided that
because the Germans were very active that night that it was too dangerous.
It was something they did at random and it was unfortunate that tonight was
one of their random nights for a crack down.

   They were taken to a small farmhouse, and fed a lovely vegetable soup by
the family, in the farmhouse kitchen in front of a roaring log fire, and
then they were both taken to a barn where they were hidden in a small cubby
hole room behind a hay stack, whose original use Tony guessed had been a
tack room.  Anne-Marie had genuine documentation, and the resistance leader
knew her well.  They were escorted to their hideout by his daughter a
pretty young French girl called Janine.  The fact that Tony was fluent in
French, and had a working knowledge of Flemish had been overlooked by the
Admiralty, and he had not told anyone even Anne-Marie.  It allowed him to
listen to conversations, and gauge reactions, obviously no-one was aware
that he was following what they were saying.  It was a decision which was
to stand him in good stead in later days.

   Tony soon realised that Janine the farmers daughter was trying to come
on to him, but it was easy for him to pretend he did not understand her. 
Although she had a good smattering of English.  In desperation at his lack
of interest, she used an opportunity to briefly attempt to snatch a kiss
when Anne-Marie was not looking Although Anne-Marie did not see the
incident, Janine's other actions were easily understood by her, and Anne
Marie told her quite forcibly in front of her father, that Tony and her
were husband and wife, and to lay off him.  Tony wondered for a time
whether Janine was a little suspicious of them, or somehow she may have
found out something about their operation.  But on talking to Anne-Marie it
was quickly discounted

   Tony awoke some hours later to feel Anne-Marie's warm body lying beside
him, her hand was gently fondling his cock, and her soft lips were nuzzling
his neck.  Anne-Marie whispered.  "Please honey; we do not know what will
happen from now on, so let's take this opportunity" His cock was as usual
responding with enthusiasm to her delicate touch, and soon he was enjoying
the feel of her lips, and the subtle aroma of her perfume.  Tony was sure
now that he was deeply in love with Anne-Marie, and she was the only woman
for him, and he had to take this romantic opportunity.  He turned towards
her, and put his arm round her neck so it nestled on his shoulder, and they
were face to face.  Their bodies were touching almost all the way down to
their knees.  His cock was nestling between her legs rubbing up against her
warm damp vagina.  They lay like that for a few moments, their tongues
intertwined, and he was enjoying the feel of her firm young breasts against
his chest.

   After a few moments she lifted her head and rolled him over on to his
back.  She pushed one of her nipples into his mouth.  It was as hard as a
bullet and he nibbled it with his teeth.  The effect was almost violent as
her body responded vigorously, to the sensations she was obviously
experiencing.  After about two minutes she lifted her torso, and put her
hand down to guide his cock into her incredibly warm and tight love tunnel.
She gradually eased her body down as his cock penetrated as far as it could
go.  This was the girl Tony had come to love in only ten days.  The
feelings she was generating were out of this world, as she lay down on top
of him, her breasts on his chest, gently rotating her hips as she started
passionately kissing him again.  Then she sat up, and started moving up and
down on his cock her head thrown back as she savoured every inch of his
cock as it entered her.  Tony managed with her help to penetrate deeper,
and deeper, and he could feel every inch of her with every penetration.

   It was only seconds later that her first orgasm came, followed in quick
succession by a series of more violent orgasms.  Tony could feel her juices
running down his legs as quickly joining her he quickly came in a long
orgasm of his own.  He seemed to be pumping into her for a very long time,
before they both collapsed breathing heavily on to the blanket.  They lay
their for about ten minutes before he slipped out of her, and she
reluctantly got to her feet.  Silently she slipped on her dress and left,
motioning to Tony to stay where he was.  Tony quickly dressed in the
cramped space and waited.  Anne-Marie returned after about five minutes
with a mug of very strong hot coffee.  Tony followed her out into the
bright morning sunlight, as he drank his coffee, she pointed to a horse
trough, telling him that was where he could freshen up.  Tony took the
opportunity to splash water over his face, and hands, immediately feeling
fresher just as Janine came out the farmhouse door smiling warmly at him,
as she crossed the yard towards him pointedly ignoring Anne-Marie and
started chatting to him.

   An hour later Tony and Anne-Marie were sat together on a local bus,
joining the morning exodus of local people carrying chickens and vegetables
to market.  They sat close together like two lovers as they made their way
in the drizzling rain towards Zeebrugge.  Anne-Marie had valid travel
documents as a German citizen, and Tony's had been skillfully made by
experts, so they had little worries in that respect.  The resistance had
provided two escorts, who sat well at the back of the bus.  One of them was
the beautiful Janine, and the other her older brother.  Tony was a little
bothered by Janine, and her persistence, who despite being told that
Anne-Marie was his wife, still seemed determined to 'come on' to him at
every opportunity.  They had no problem at the check points, the mixture of
Gendarmes and Wehrmacht seemed totally bored and fed up with their job, and
seemed to be quite casual in their inspection of the identity papers.  They
arrived at her home without incident, and he was impressed with Anne-Maries
small apartment.  It was very feminine in decor, and it was nice to be able
to relax with a glass of wine.  Anne-Marie had a quick shower and left to
make her way to the local Headquarters where her controller was based.

   Tony sat by the window overlooking the street,, he watched the local
people going about their daily business, but it was the behaviour of people
to a small portly man standing in the doorway of an empty shop opposite
that attracted his attention.  He noticed how people crossed the street to
avoid him.  The more Tony observed him he became increasingly sure that he
was watching the apartment.  This caused Tony some small concern, but their
was nothing he could logically do, so Tony decided it was best just to
watch discreetly, and wait for Anne-Marie to return.  She would, he hoped
know what to do.  Anne-Marie had been gone much longer than they had both
anticipated, and all he could do was wait patiently.  There was little
traffic on the road, and most of it was horse drawn or bicycle.

   After a short time watching, he became aware of a horse and cart coming
slowly up the street, and as far as he could see from the apartment, it was
full of semi liquid manure.  Tony with his experience of farming almost
felt as though he could almost smell it from where he sat in the apartment.
He could see that the sludge was moving with the movement of the cart over
the cobbles, and was obviously very liquid.  As it came near the watching
man in the doorway opposite, their was a terrific commotion, and the whole
load seemed to slip sideway into the doorway of the shop , covering the
wretched little man opposite with a generous portion of some very obnoxious
dung.

   A few moments later as the commotion persisted, Tony heard a tapping on
the door.  He opened it cautiously and Janine slipped inside.  "The Gestapo
are watching you." She said.  "So were we.".  "I knew I was being watched."
He told her.  " Anne-Marie will be quite a long time I think.  I think she
is a Nazi" Janine said.  "That she is not, I can assure you of that." Tony
protested "Anyway why do you think that?" he asked.  "We followed her to
the German headquarters, and she is still their now." "Trust me, Janine we
know what we are doing, it is all part of our mission." Tony said.  Knowing
full well that somehow, he had to divert her away from her suspicions. 
"Come and have a drink and lets talk a bit I`m a bit lonely." Tony said as
his mind tried to come up with a solution to allay her doubts.  Fortunately
Anne-Marie had a good stock of drinks in her sideboard, and Janine asked
for a cognac.  Tony poured her a liberal glass.  Being less generous with
his own drink, as he knew he had to keep his wits about him.  He sat down
on the settee with her, letting his body just touch hers.  "Take your coat
off and relax." Tony suggested.  Janine stood up and took her raincoat off
and gave it to Tony to hang up.  The thought struck Tony that he must play
for time, and just hope that Anne-Marie came back soon.  She would surely
know what to do.  Sitting down next to her once again Tony let his free arm
rest along the back of the settee.  He felt Janine relax a little as she
took a swallow of her drink.  He found Janine very attractive and her
behaviour before at the farm, left him in no doubt that she fancied him.

   Then he said.  "Janine we owe you and your family a lot for the way you
have looked after us when we arrived, so I can tell you, that I knew that
Anne-Marie was going to the Wehrmacht headquarters.  I don't know why she
is so long away, but the fact that is, we are in a long complicated nasty
war, which means that there are many things that we have to accept, and do
not ask questions about.  We just have to live for the day, and trust our
superiors know what they are doing."

   Tony knew that Anne-Marie had the task of organizing his defection to
the German military authority.  They had previously discussed the situation
with their superiors in England, and Tony knew it would not be easy, to
just walk into a German barracks, and announce himself.  It had to be done
with a certain amount of finesse, and that was what Anne Marie was
attempting to arrange.

   Janine looked up at Tony, and not for the first time he was really
tempted..  She was very pretty and obviously intent on seducing him.  Fully
realizing the implications of what he was doing, he leaned down and kissed
her softly on the lips.  Janine's returned Tony's kiss with unrestrained
passion, her doubts for the time being swept aside by her need for Tony. 
To her Tony was a breath of fresh air, he was a lovely sexy man who was
kissing her, it wasn't just any farm labourer stinking of cow dung, or an
immature schoolboy kissing her, but a mature handsome man, a sleek,
powerful and beautifully hung man of her wildest erotic dreams, who she had
heard making passionate love to Anne-Marie last night, while she lay
outside listening and trying to sleep.

   Tony guessed that now the only way to buy time, was to make love to her.
It was the sort of situation which he was sure and fervently hoped that
Anne-Marie would approve.  But he dare not let her loose And talk about her
suspicions.  She was young and impetuous, and he was convinced that she
would be a loose cannon unless he could divert her attentions elsewhere.

   As they kissed he felt her fingers undoing his fly buttons on his
trousers and within seconds she had leaned forward and taken his cock in
her mouth, and was sucking inexpertly but with a lot of enthusiasm. 
Nevertheless, he felt his rising orgasm as within minutes he began erupting
in her mouth.  Now Janine sank her fingernails into his buttocks and gagged
as the thick flood of his juices exploded in her, mouth until she thought
she was drowning.  Tony gently suggested "Lets go to the bedroom Janine it
will be much more comfortable!." She looked up at him, her eyes alight with
enthusiasm as she stood up and held out her hands for him to join her.

   In the bedroom, they wasted no time in undressing.  As they lay back on
the bed Janine moaned happily, and reached for his semi-limp cock, grasping
it tightly in her fingers.  With her hot fingers caressing him Tony was
ready within a few seconds.  When Tony started to climb on top of her, she
shook her head, still fondling and pumping his cock in her soft hot hands.
"Not yet," Janine panted, licking her lips.  "Let's talk for a few minutes,
Tony.  I want to know about you and Anne-Marie, how long have you been
married, and how many other girls have you had?

   Tony stared at her surprised.  But Janine's eyes shone with burning
curiosity, and her ripe flesh trembled eagerly.  Her actions had been so
obvious that he knew that Janine already had a crush on him, much to
Anne-Maries annoyance.  "Right now my darling Janine I am only making love
to you".  Tony said smiling down at her eager smiling face, and squeezing
one of her nipples to make her shiver and moan.  Tony knew that some young
girls can fall madly in love with a man after he'd fucked them; so much so,
it was often embarrassing at times getting rid of them later.  But now he
was hoping against hope, that this was one of those occasions.  If he could
ensure that Janine had fallen for him, she would be less likely to cause
him problems, or so he hoped.

   He could see that she was wallowing in hot anticipation now, prolonging
the suspense as she dreamily tit-fucked his huge cock.  Tony was wanting
her badly now.  Naked, she was so sexy and silky and had a lovely ripe
curved body and luscious buttocks, the most sensuous, provocative buttocks
he had ever seen.  "Anne-Marie and I have known each other for long time,
but we only married 11 days ago, but I am wondering already, whether I
should have married in wartime?" Janine looked at him and then said.  "I
would marry you tomorrow, if you were free Tony, war or no war.  These days
you have to take what you can get when you can get it." Tony thought
rapidly, he was slightly embarrassed at her comment but then he said.

   "Thank you Janine, you are a really lovely and very brave and also a
very intelligent girl, and any man who marries you must think he is very
lucky.  That is a wonderful thing you have just said to me." He could see
that Janine was extremely hot now, and he could feel eager tiny tremors
rippling through her body in anticipation.  Tony embraced her gently and
rolled her over so that she was underneath him with his cock now fully
engorged He pointed his cock at her pussy, framed by her delicately blonde
curly -hairs.  He gripped her trembling buttocks in one hand and held it
firm.  Then he placed his cock against the entrance to her pussy lips, and
slowly, and very carefully, he pushed inside her...

   "Oooow, Tony," moaned Janine, trembling from head to toe with
excitement. "That's big!  Ummm, but good, honey, oh so hot and good.  He
now grasped both her buttocks tightly in his hands, pulling her close as he
worked his cock in slowly, enjoying her youthful delicious tightness and
warmth.  Gradually getting into a rhythm, she started to push back against
him in time with his movements .  Looking down he could see the lovely
sight of her pussy swallowing his cock, which was now covered with her
juices as he moved gently in and out of her.  He began moving faster and
faster, hot thrills racing through his cock and balls from her tight,
sucking love tunnel.  Each time Tony pushed forward, his cock created a
delicious friction against her vagina-walls that made her pant and tremble
feverishly.  Deep, wild animal type moans came from Janine's throat now as
she started to climax in waves of lust.

   She swung back enthusiastically to meet his thrusts."Oh, Tony, darling,
this is lovely!  I'm cumming honey Hurry, shoot it in me, oh God, HURRY!"
He concentrated on fucking her to a steady, powerful rhythm, ignoring her
sobs and cries for him to cum Janine was thrashing, and wriggling her
luscious body in a frenzy on his cock, screaming that she was unable to
stop coming, and demanding that Tony cum straight away!  But he ignored
her, concentrating on his own pleasure as shudders of excitement rippled
through his body. .But for all his experience he was now having an ordeal
trying to control his own nerve-jarring excitement, as Janine wailed and
squirmed, and whipped her fiercely hot pussy in frenzy on his cock.  Tony
pumped steadily and forcefully, thrusting his cock into her incredibly
tight pussy..  He could feel her boiling loins sucking at his, and her
juices leaking in copious amounts on to the bed clothes.  But inevitably,
it was not long before he was soon spurting his juices in long hot bursts,
as Janine's pussy sucked on his cock in spasms of unrestrained bliss.

   As soon as he started shooting into her love tunnel, Janine shut her
eyes and her body tensed to keep from screaming at the top of her lungs. 
It was the best most mind blowing fuck of her life, Janine was hysterical
with excitement.  Gradually, after she'd sucked him dry with her
wonderfully exciting and mind blowing cunt muscles Tony slipped out with a
deep sigh, and flopped down beside her.  Kissing her in a long passionate
kiss.  Now Janine wrapped her arms around him and burrowed her silky,
sweating bosom against his chest, he saw the same adoring gleam in her eyes
that he had seen in they eyes other young girls and he knew that for the
time being, he had made a conquest, and she was not thinking of doing
anything to harm him, or so he hoped.

   Chapter 5 Next.

   At Gestapo Headquarters Chapter 5

   Anne-Marie sat impatiently, feeling very frustrated and nervous as she
faced the Colonel..  She had not anticipated this level of indecision when
they planned the operation.  When she had reported she had seen her
immediate controller, and he had immediately sent a man to watch the
apartment as a matter of urgency, and to ensure Tony was safe.  He had
orders to observe, but not interfere.  But her controller insisted on
passing her up the line to the local Military Commander.  Sitting there she
waited and waited sensing his indecision, he was like most of the Nazi
hierarchy, they preferred not to make controversial decisions which could
come back and lay blame at their door.

   She was more than a little afraid of him, he was widely known for his
vindictive self seeking attitude.  But her unexpected success in recruiting
Tony, had meant that it placed him in a quandary, and he did not know what
to do about Tony and her, in the near future.  It was typical of the Nazi
regime they were all frightened of making the wrong decision.

   They had all agreed however, that it was a massive publicity coup, and
she deserved great credit for her endeavors, but no-one could or would make
a decision about what to do with Tony, until they got direct orders from
Berlin.  In Berlin were probably being just as indecisive, until they got
orders from the Fuhrer himself.  So now the Colonel had to come up with a
short term solution of some sort to look after him, and then there was the
problem with what to do about Anne-Marie herself.  The fact that she had
married him had created a problem, and had definitely limited her
usefulness, in seeking out and informing on the resistance groups - he was
now of the opinion that she was of little or no use at all to the Third
Reich, in fact she was an embarrassment.

   The colonel had the reputation of being so very unpredictable, and very
irrational.  But he was no fool, and he did realise however, that Tony
could be a very important person in the Third Reich when the propaganda
machine went to work, and if he handled the situation correctly, he could
get a large part of the credit, and quite easily himself become a man of
influence in the Nazi party.  To him it was very important he made a
decision which could not be criticized later if anything went wrong. 
Therefore he eventually determined to act in a manner which would exonerate
him from all future criticism.

   He said.  "Frau Shuppen you have done extremely well, and no doubt the
Fuhrer will ensure that your hard work is properly recognised.  I doubt
whether it was ever envisaged that your operation would succeed this well.
You have indeed exceeded all our most optimistic expectations.  To convince
a hero no less than a VC to defect is a fantastic achievement.  I am sure
it is much more than Herr Goebbels would or could have anticipated."

   She said "Thank you Herr Colonel, but Herr Colonel I have delivered a
high ranking officer as I was requested by Herr Goebbels.  So for me this
part of my mission is finished, I do however, care for the man, he is a
good man and he is definitely genuine, that is all.  But we are married,
although the Luftwaffe bombed Portsmouth the night before the wedding, and
the ceremony had to be postponed.  However, we managed it in the end at a
special ceremony at the Portsmouth Guildhall which became a temporary
registry office.  I have delivered him safely as I promised; he can of
course live in my apartment for a time, but I sense that some of the
partisans are already a little suspicious..  I do not want to be seen to be
connected to him in any way, when the news becomes public, as it will
damage my usefulness to the party.  I need to leave him in your care, as I
do not want my work with the partisans compromised, at least for a few
days."

   That was a problem that the Colonel had already recognised, and now he
was getting slightly exasperated with Anne-Marie.  But he had made a
decision "Frau Shuppen, you have done well, We need to keep him safe as the
partisans will be after his blood when the word leaks out, and probably
yours as well.  I don't want to lock him up, as that would soon become
known, and is scant reward for his change of loyalties.  Anne-Marie replied
"That is why Herr Colonel that I need to get my story in first with the
Partisans, so that I can on the face of it disown him." "Point taken, but I
will lay on some refreshments for you if you will wait outside, while I
make the necessary arrangements."..

   Just then a man in civilian clothes who Anne-Marie suspected was a
senior Gestapo official by the way the Colonel reacted to his presence and
asked her curtly.  "How do we know that he has not been planted to spy on
us?" Anne-Marie replied quietly.  "Mein Herr you don't, but I do, I would
not have brought him this far, if I was not 100% sure of him." Anne-Marie
in turn was now getting very exasperated at the lack of decision over
Tony's immediate future, as she moved to the waiting room where some coffee
and sandwiches were eventually served.."

   After about half an hour she was recalled by the colonel, who said.." I
have just had an idea.  Frau Schuppen, I have arranged for your sister in
Law to visit you to stay with you for a few days?  Anne-Marie stood there
looking at the Colonel utterly confused, but as the Colonel spoke he rang a
bell on his desk, within a few moments a tall slim blonde lady had entered
the room dressed in Wehrmacht uniform.  She came to attention and gave the
Nazi salute.  "Here Frau Schuppen this is Fraulein Helga she can be your
Sister in Law who has come to visit you for a few days and also of course
to visit her brothers grave.  That will allow you to renew your normal
operations, and leave your husband in Fraulein Helga`s safe hands."

   Anne-Marie smiled at the Colonel "Danka Herr Colonel"..  Inside she was
hurting, she was jealous, she had no illusion about Fraulein Helga
Nieumier, her reputation was not a well kept secret, but she dare not show
her concern..  The colonel said with a giggle "Fraulein Helga here will
look after him, she will fuck his brains out if I know her, and he will be
too tired to be a nuisance or run away, and she can perhaps take him
sightseeing." But immediately Ann-Marie suddenly sensed danger.  "But Mein
Herr, Fraulein Helga is well known, if he is seen with her in public, it
will blow our cover, and the partisans will soon know that he has defected,
and they will assume that I am also a traitor."

   The Colonel ignored Anne-Maries comments, and went on to say.  "Fraulein
Helga you will change into civilian clothes, and go with Anne-Marie.  You
will be Fraulein Schuppen, Anne-Maries sister in law from Wegburg, who has
come to visit, and you will keep a close eye on the man she is keeping in
her apartment who is her husband.  He is vitally important to the Third
Reich,l and he must be kept secure and happy.  You can, and must entertain
him and keep him safe, in any way short of physical abuse, for a few days,
until I get orders from Berlin.  She gave the Nazi salute and replied "Ja
Herr Colonel."

   Anne Marie felt very sad, as once again she waited in the ante room for
Fraulein Helga to change, she knew that her time with Tony was coming to an
end, at least for the time being, but they both anticipated this would have
to happen.  She had been away from the apartment for nearly five hours, and
now she was worried about him.  She knew he was sensible, but she was
worried, that some of the partisans could be a little suspicious, and she
was sure that she had been followed when she left home earlier that
morning. Coming here to the Wehrmacht Headquarters had been a risk she had
been forced to take.  She was also very worried about the reaction when
Tony's defection became public knowledge.  She was sure the partisans would
surely blame her, because she was married to him.  It could destroy her
cover story, and she would lose all credibility.  She had to get hers story
in first.

   Previously it had been determined that the story that she should give to
the partisans, would be that he had come to help them with communications
problems, and when he defected, she would publicly denounce him, and even
stage a realistic failed attempt to kill him.  She had not even considered
at the time, the possibility that she would fall so desperately in love
with him.  Being a double agent was full of hidden risks.  She realised now
that she had no option but to go through with the plan the colonel had
ordered, and hope for the best..

   But she sensed that everything was going wrong for her, and she had a
sense of impending doom.  While she waited for Helga to join her, she
telephoned her apartment to tell Tony that she would not be too long.  She
told him that she had just met her Sister in law who had come to stay with
her for a few days.  She also told him not to worry if he saw someone
watching the apartment..  To her dismay as she spoke, she had heard
Janine's voice in the background, and she guessed that she had probably
been 'coming on' to Tony in a big way.  She felt a quick surge of hatred
for the lovely Janine as she waited, but quickly she also realised that
they knew that they would face a parting of the ways, and if Tony had
fucked Janine then he must have had a good reason.

   They knew that while apart from one another, they had to do what they
had to do, to survive.  Meanwhile, Fraulein Helga was taking great care
over her appearance, and she was reveling in the thought that for a few
days she would have a strong healthy man in her power.  It had been a long
time since she had been given the opportunity to have unlimited sex put
freely at her disposal.  She had packed her sexiest nightclothes, and some
of her best clothes as she put on her mackintosh, pulling the belt tight to
enhance her superb figure; she took one last look in the mirror before
leaving her quarters in the barracks.  To report to the Colonel before
rejoining Anne-Marie.

   Fraulein Helga had joined the Nazi party in 1937.  She was now 25 years
of age and had lovely blonde hair and blue eyes.  She was extremely
athletic, and had a figure the envy of most women.  She was the typical
Aryan beauty that the Fuhrer had sponsored.  She enjoyed sex in all its
forms, and was regarded quite rightly by many as a nymphomaniac.  She had
also quite willingly taken on the duties of being a very discreet assassin,
and had become a useful tool in disposing of members who in various ways
were embarrassing to the party.

   She had been the mistress of one of Hitler's close advisors before the
war, and had been invaluable in many roles, where her sexual prowess was a
distinct asset.  She quite quickly had become an enthusiast of the Nazi
party and all its aims.  She obeyed orders willingly, and had no conscience
where unsavory tasks were given her to perform.  For two years she had gone
as a mistress from one senior party leader to another when instructed. 
Pillow talk with her lovers, had been invaluable in revealing possible
traitors to the party, which had on her information, been quickly disposed
of, or punished in an appropriate way.  Her role in occupied Europe was to
get acquainted with, and spy on co-operative Business men, people who
either for financial reasons, or for genuine political reasons had decided
to support the Nazi regime.  Unfortunately, most of these subjects had been
older men, or in some cases men who were more interested in other men than
ladies.  They were not the type of bedmates that were best suited to her
tastes.

   Having been told by the Colonel that her job was to safeguard Tony Nash
the defector from Britain, she was burning with anticipation.  The Colonel
had been quite explicit that she had full permission to seduce him, and
keep him entertained.  She thrilled at the task before her, she had an
extensive sexual repertoire, and she guessed that she would have no problem
getting and keeping a young handsome man like Tony under control and safe,
providing of course she could keep his so-called wife out of the way.  She
was looking forward with burning anticipation to having a young man like
him all to herself; it had been a long time since she had been given the
opportunity to carry out a task like this.  She just hoped that Berlin
would be as slow, as they usually were, in coming to a decision on Tony's
future.

   The colonel has explained that one of her tasks with Tony was to
endeavor if she could, to determine whether his defection was genuine.  The
colonel was afraid that a formal arrest and interrogation could damage his
reputation with the hierarchy in the party.  Much better, he thought, to
use Helga's wiles and experience, to wheedle any secrets from Tony.  In any
case her personal assessment of the man, and his personal habits, and
sexual inclinations would be invaluable.  The colonel knew that the fact
that he had taken positive action would stand very much in his favour.

   Helga was an adept linguist and spoke French fluently.  Her only regret
was that she had never married, she had a secret desire to become a mother,
and she longed to be able to settle down and raise a family, but she had
been shuttled at party orders from one man to another.  Many of her past
partners were very much to her taste, and would have made satisfactory
husbands, and given her the children which she yearned for, but duty had
stood in the way.

   She stood in front of the Colonels desk, and he whistled in appreciation
"You have one last important task Fraulein.  One which I am sure you will
relish in the circumstances.  The colonel explained in detail what was
required of her ...  She smiled.  "Ja Wohl, Herr Colonel it will be a
pleasure." She gave the Nazi salute, and turning she left the room to join
the waiting Anne-Marie

   Meanwhile in the Admiralty London.  Mr.  Broughton stood with the First
Sea Lord.  His language was ripe and he said.  "My Lord we have just sent
one of our most promising Naval Officers to get the very information that
HMS Bulldog has taken from U111.  We have also compromised, and probably
sent to her death one of our best double agents all for nothing.  His was
almost a forlorn task, but he undertook it willingly, because he recognised
how vital this information was to winning the war.  We all knew before he
went that he had an uphill task, and that success was remote but we had to
try something."

   The Admiral replied." Yes George, it is unfortunate, and you were
completely right to take the risk, or rather those brave people are to be
commended for taking the risk, but no-one could have foreseen that all this
gear would fall into our lap like this.  The Captain of HMS Bulldog is
absolutely certain that the prisoners were certain that the U Boat was sunk
before she could be boarded, and so there is no reason for the Germans to
suspect a thing.  Just tell Nash and the girl to abort and return home, if
you can get a message to him, but don't give any details."

   Tony had enjoyed his sojourn with Janine and he was now confident that
he had managed to allay her suspicions, but he was worried at the time
Anne-Marie had been gone.  The man watching the apartment had been replaced
by another, and the mess cleaned up.  The telephone call from Anne-Marie
had triggered Janine's departure; she had no inclination to face Anne-Marie
again having seduced her husband.  She had no illusions about Anne-Marie,
she was sure she was a traitor, and she was convinced that Tony was being
duped.  She kissed him, and whispered.  "I will see you again soon darling,
you are my man now." Tony breathed a sigh of relief as the door closed
behind her, and he lay down on the bed for a nap before his wife arrived
home.

   Chapter 6 Next

   Chapter 6 Tragedy Strikes

   It was about an hour later that Anne-Marie returned home accompanied by
the glamorous Fraulein Helga.  Tony was feeling guilty over his sojourn
with Janine, but he quickly recognized that Anne-Marie was showing distinct
signs of tension.  He was highly intrigued by the glamorous blonde Fraulein
Helga, and he reflected that Anne-Marie had never told him she had such a
glamorous sister in law.  They had both came in shaking their umbrellas
from the afternoon rain, and Tony was a little surprised when he met Helga
for the first time.  She was by any standard extremely glamorous, and she
exuded raw sex appeal, and she flaunted it as if she was taunting
Anne-Marie.  Anne Marie was not at all pleased with Tony's obvious positive
reaction to Helga.

   "It's nice to meet you Herr Nash," Helga gushed, as she kissed him on
the cheek, and took hold of his hand, not hurrying to release it.  "I have
heard so much about you, because Anne-Marie never stops talking about you,
and I am so glad that you have come to join the Third Reich and help us to
ultimate victory..  It must have taken a lot of courage on your part?.  It
is really fortuitous that I arrived just in time, as Anne-Marie has to go
away on business for a few days, and I can be here to keep you company, so
we can get to know each other more intimately, until your future is sorted
out by Berlin.  I am sure that we will get on famously together."

   I will leave you to say your goodbyes to your lovely wife now, while I
unpack my clothes in the spare room.  As Anne-Marie bent over and kissed
Tony, she whispered..  "She is not my Sister in law; she is a Nazi
Wehrmacht guard working for the Gestapo, sent here to watch over you." She
whispered, "Beware, do not upset her, she is very dangerous.  I suspect she
is herein part to interrogate you and ensure that you are not a potential
spy."

   Tony now understood the reason for her tension, but he was pleased that
at least their story had been accepted, at least on the face of it, or he
would now be under arrest..  He was glad that he had been warned, and he
would have to play his part in making sure that he himself acted in a
foolproof manner.

   Within minutes, Frau Helga was back in the room.  "I don't have many
clothes she told Tony, as I am only here for a few days.  Perhaps Anne
darling, you can spend few minutes to show me where everything is in the
kitchen before you go.  Tony was left in a daze, somehow, now he had few
illusions about what Helga wanted, and expected, and would ensure that she
got.  He was sure that Anne-Marie meant just that when she had murmured the
warning to him.  "She is very dangerous."

   Anne-Marie had only just gone, when Helga said to Tony as she put her
mackintosh on.  "I will not be a minute, mein liebchen, I have to get some
food in.  Anne-Marie has not had time to do any shopping yet." Tony lay
there, he had no illusions about Helga, her every action made the fact
clear that she was certainly not intending to sleep alone that night.  Tony
knew himself well enough to know that he would not be able to refuse her,
even if he dared.  Her whole demeanor seemed to be promising him a night to
remember, but anyway, discretion demanded that he keep her on side.  It was
a foul night outside, which suited Fraulein Helga perfectly, for the job
she had to do.  The rain was lashing across the open ground, gusting from
the sea, and blowing in Anne-Maries face as she walked disconsolately
across the waste ground adjacent to her apartment..  She was angry and
dismayed at having to leave Tony an that bitches arms..

   About twenty minutes later Helga was back with a bag of shopping, which
she was busy putting away in the kitchen.  She had completed the second
part of her task, and she was looking forward to the night ahead.  She had
quickly caught up with Anne-Marie as she crossed the waste land adjoining
the house.  She had just called out to Anne-Marie "Just a minute mien
liebchen, and as Anne-Marie turned towards her she had fired two shots into
her.  She looked closely at the corpse, to make sure she was dead, then
pulled her body behind a pile of bricks, and rubble with just a another
quick cursory look at the body, and a quick look into her handbag, removing
her cash, and then she carried on to the local store.  Helga had no fear of
consequences, but she was unaware that the execution had been observed.

   Within a few minutes Janine and her brother who had been watching the
apartment, had examined Anne-Maries body, Janine now believed Tony, that
Anne-Marie had not been a traitor.  They had recognised the assassin, but
now she suspected she had to face an even more formidable foe if she wanted
to keep him.  She sent her brother away to arrange to hire a cart to take
Anne-Marie's body away to be buried properly and to arrange to inform
London of her death..

   Janine was now convinced after this execution, that neither Anne-Marie
nor Tony were Nazi agents, as she sat by the body trying to work out
exactly what was happening.  Fraulein Helga was known to the local
resistance groups as a Wehrmacht soldier, and as an assassin of repute, but
she had never been considered a worthy target for their attention.  The
fact that Anne-Marie had spent such a long time at the army headquarters
that day had originally left Janine feeling very confused.

   Tony that evening found that Fraulein Helga was quite an acceptable
cook, and they had a nice evening meal, with plenty of wine, and Helga took
the opportunity to gently quiz Tony about his relations in Berlin.  He
answered honestly because he had nothing to hide.

   After dinner Helga had a long soak in the bath, leaving Tony with the
bottle of wine after first making sure that the front door was properly
locked,, as she prepared her body for the long night of sex ahead she had
promised herself..  She re-appeared later to stand in front of Tony in a
very sexy white silk nightdress.  Her make-up had been replaced, and she
stood there looking down at Tony, giving him a chance to anticipate what he
had waiting for him in the bedroom.  She smiled as she saw his cock
reacting, and the bulge grow in his pants as he looked up at her.  She
reached out to him and took him in her arms as she passionately French
kissed him before leading him to a night of passion in the bedroom.

   She was sure that he would not be a problem, and she knew that she
could, and would have him that night all to herself..  She was already wet
at the thought; it had been a long time since she had a man of her own age
to have sex with.  In bed she let him taker her in his arms and they kissed
passionately on the lips, as their bodies came together .  Tony then let
her go.  Helga looked at Tony pretending annoyance.  "Mein Herr is that all
I get?  I am sure you can do better than that?"

   Tony' did not hesitate as his arms encircled her waist, pulling her
close again.  She gave a long muffled moan of happiness when once again his
lips covered hers.  Helga devoted her full attention to the probing
intimacy of Tony's tongue while it probed and played over and under her own
tongue.  She pressed her body close to him, her ample breasts, thrusting
against his chest.  Her hands wandering to his groin quickly ensuring that
he was ready for her.  Tony was in no doubt of her intentions, and for the
second time that day was intending to commit adultery.  Tony pressed his
groin tightly against hers.  She trembled, her arousal flaring higher.

   Her hips pushing her pelvis over the large bulge in his trousers. 
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned when their lips finally parted.  Helga artfully
dodged his embrace, "I am in my nightdress, now mien Liebchen, you must now
get naked if you want to play." All right fraulein," Tony said as he gave
in.

   Helga watched Tony as he quickly disrobed and stood before her wearing
only his bulging under pants.  Her eyes dropped to his groin, homing in on
the bulge that threatened to burst into the open at any moment.  Her chest
heaved; her juices flowed deep within her young body in anticipation of the
lovemaking to come.  With tantalizing slowness, Tony hooked his fingers
beneath his pants,, and pulled them down.  His cock, hard and fully erect
jerked eagerly in the air.  Its tip oozed a single drop of clear fluid. 
Her gaze focused on the length and girth of his cock, as she let her
nightdress fall to the floor, now naked and moving closer to him she put
her hands loosely round his neck looking into his eyes.  She was a very
happy girl at what she saw

   In bed Helga moved to kiss him gently on his lips, pulling him close and
letting her nipples press into his hairless chest.  One leg locked over his
as their naked bodies came together.  She enjoyed being naked and watching
a mans expressions as he gazed on her almost perfect body.  Tony's cock was
betraying his naked lust, as it rubbed on the neatly trimmed patch of
honey-blonde hair surrounding the mound of her pussy.  A quiver of
anticipation shot through her sleek, flat stomach--at the thought of what
would soon fill that intimate crevice of her body.  Tony opened his arms
and pulled her sleek shapely body close, wonderful sensations coursed
through her veins when naked flesh met naked flesh.  To Fraulein Helga
nothing in the world equaled that moment when two naked bodies first
touched as a prelude to the final joining in making love.

   After one long, exciting kiss, Tony's mouth left her lips as he moved
down to take one of her hard nipples into his mouth.  A myriad of
sensations fluttered through her body as he nibbled and sucked.  On her
nipples.  His tongue, like a moist whip, taunted the flaccid button of
flesh.  She felt it come alive under his gentle ministrations.  The nipple
grew erect, hard with desire.  Then he switched to the other nipple
Meanwhile she was fondling his cock which stood out from his groin.  Her
fingertips lovingly ran up and down the pulsing length of his cock.  It
felt so hard and impatient ...  Yet at the same time it was so smooth warm
and gentle feeling.  Each time she made love with a man she was impressed
by the strength and tenderness that was a man's sex.  It was so delicious
just to have it and play with it in her hands.  And beneath that wonderful
cock hung the hairy bag of his testicles.  She was very aware of the pain
that could be caused by rough handling, something she became used to using
when assisting in Gestapo interrogations, but now she fondled it with great
care and loving.  She thrust her breasts forward, stuffing a bit more of
her breast into his face.  "Ahhhhhhhhhh!" a gasping moan writhed out over
her red lips.  as Tony's hand moved between her thighs and fondled the
outside of her pussy lips.

   Her knees trembled as his fingers massaged the mound of her sex.  Again
she moaned as Tony slipped a probing finger up into the heated tightness of
her cunt.  Together they sunk back on the bed as fiery arousal washed
through her body, allowing his kisses and his nibbling teeth to say more
than he could ever put into words.  Tony moved from her breasts and kissed
her with a flourish of kisses.  At the same time, he eased himself on to
her waiting body Helga moved her hand down and guided his cock gently into
the lips of her pussy "Jaaaaaaaaa," she hissed as Tony pushed his long hard
cock deep into the liquid warmth of her body.  She moved excitedly under
him, enjoying the initial feel of his penetration...

   "Sehr Gut mein liebe Tony Sehr Gut" she muttered "I think my stay with
you will be very enjoyable" Tony moved slowly, easing his cock almost out
before pushing in again slowly and carefully causing Helga to moan with
happiness as the sensations flooded through her body.  Shudders of intense
bliss ran through her body.  As his body rose Tony slipped a hand down
between her thighs.  In and out he pumped while his fingers rubbed to each
side of her clit.  She groaned, knowing what he would do next.  She
whimpered, not knowing when he would do it.  For the first time for a long
time in her life, a man was in control.  His mouth and hands played over
her body, and she moved to their every whim.  He controlled her, commanded
her with the constant pistoning of his cock in her body.  He was so big and
so long, and his technique was designed to give her maximum pleasure.  When
he pushed inward, the wall of her pussy strained to cover the bulging girth
of his cock, their rippled folds smoothing under his ponderous size.

   She wondered briefly whether he was thinking about Anne-Marie.  All the
while, his hands and mouth never stopped.  His whole body seemed to focus
on her, giving her, and her alone, his complete attention.  In turn, every
ounce of her awareness centered on this fantastic man who rode atop her
body.  Suddenly a fingertip slid between the slit of her pussy lips. 
Gently rolling her clitoris, sending quaking shudders of bliss blasting
through her.  She groaned, her pelvis arching and humping to meet the
forceful strokes of his loins.  She came, and then came again in quick
succession.  It was incredible how Tony had come to know her body in such a
short time.  He seemed to realise that her pleasure came not as one long,
seemingly endless eruption of carnal ecstasy, but through a series of small
increasing releases.  Expertly controlling her pelvis muscles, she squeezed
down, clamping herself around the engorged thickness of his cock.  Again
Tony groaned as her muscles sucked and vibrated round his cock the
friction, created by the tightness of pussy enclosed over every inch of his
manhood.  She fitted him like a custom-tailored glove.

   Tony now used his finger and rolled the button of her clit.  One atop
the other, she came three times.  And deep within her, she felt a building
of passion, a tidal wave of feeling; she writhed using her free hand on his
buttocks to pull him closer and to draw his cock even deeper into the
yearning interior of her belly.  Tony pushed his cock as deep as he could.
Helga felt the tension building in his body.  He was on the brink of
coming, yet exercising total control of himself, he held back the mounting
pressure of his loins.  The tension of her own body grew.  Closer and
closer that threatening tidal wave rolled, was ready to break and drown her
in complete pleasure.  The rhythm of his cock consumed her.  Twisting and
bucking in reckless abandon, she gave herself fully to Tony.  She matched
his need; she hungered for that fulfilling moment.  Then came a sensation
that for her was out of this world, and matched anything that had gone
before, her body lay racked by an onslaught of carnal fulfillment.  She
moaned and groaned, expressing the full satisfaction of their union. 
Simultaneously, Tony moaned in a deep throaty groan.  His hips thrust hard
and deep, his body going rigid for a long moment.  His cock planted deep
within the hot recesses of her quivering quim, a flood of semen blasted
from his cock.  Helga held him close, savoring the complete union of their
bodies, wishing this moment could last through eternity, yet knowing their
was a long fulfilling night to come.  \ Helga now well satisfied, as she
lay fighting off sleep, knew full well that Tony was no longer married, and
guessed that sooner or later her body would be found.  Now she wondered
hopefully whether the Fuhrer would permit her to marry him.  Not only was
he the man for her, but she guessed that the glory attached to him from his
defection would be good for her standing in the party.  But then with a
sigh of satisfaction she drifted off to sleep.  Tony awoke about two hours
later.  To find Janine standing over him with a drawn pistol.  And a scarf
over her face., standing by the bed.

   Next Chapter 7



   Chapter 7 In Nazi Hands

   Tony awoke as Janine whispered.  "I am sorry to wake you Tony.  You have
been recalled to London and there is a plane to catch .  So you will please
get dressed and come with us immediately." As she spoke she put her pistol
back in her raincoat pocket, but he was sure that she would use it on Helga
if she had to.  She stood back while Tony quickly dressed.  Their was a
rustle of bedclothes and Fraulein Helga rose up on her elbows.  "Where are
you going mein liebchen , then she became aware of the two masked figures
standing by the side of the bed.  Janine once again produced her pistol. 
"What do you want?" Frau Helga squeaked, obviously coming to the conclusion
that they were resistance fighters, and that she was in some personal
danger.  "We want to take Herr Nash to say farewell to his wife, the lady
you assassinated earlier this evening." Janine said quietly.  Tony looked
at Janine his eyes full of horror as he tried to assimilate what she was
saying.  "Yes Tony, she killed Anne-Marie just outside the apartment with
two shots to the chest, and left her there." Tony looked down at Fraulein
Helga with hate in his eyes.  "Why?" he asked quietly.  "She was no longer
of any use to us." Fraulein Helga responded with a sneer.  Tony looked at
Janine.  "Give me that pistol." And almost before Janine knew what was
happening he had taken it from her, and he leaned over and shot Fraulein
Helga twice in the head at point blank range.  He gave her the pistol back
and together they left the apartment in silence, turning down an alley they
arrived at the back of the apartment block.  Janine tucked her arm in his.
"Tony we are going to try and get you back to England, we have had a
message for Anne-Marie which reads Operation Cancelled, both to return as
soon as possible.  We will have to hurry, it took a lot of time to get into
your apartment without waking Fraulein Helga.  How could you sleep with
that animal?" Tony replied.  "Anne-Marie told me she was a Nazi guard, and
to keep her happy, especially as the whole operation at the time seemed to
depend on it." Tony heard a noise from behind and turning he saw that they
had an escort of two powerful looking armed men walking about 100 yards
behind them with what appeared to be rifles..  As they approached a side
road and entered a field, they could see that there seemed to be a lot of
unusual activity in the nearby roadway, there was a roadblock, and so
together they went to ground by a haystack, as they tried to assess the
situation.  Just then two German soldiers in an armoured car came into the
field to relieve themselves.

   There was nowhere safe to hide and they were in full view, so Janine
thinking quickly said "Pull off my blouse.  Maybe if they catch a glimpse
of tit they'll push on." "Fat chance of that," Tony mumbled, tugging at
Janine's blouse, pulling it over her head.  Off came the blouse, displaying
her luscious bosom wrapped in white lace bra.  It was followed almost
immediately by her brassiere.  Janine's ample, soft, pointed breasts hung
before his eyes.  "You have beautiful tits," he told her in a whisper. 
"Shut up and suck them, you've seen them before anyway." Janine whispered
in a commanding but quite nervous voice.  They ground their pelvises
together some more, while Tony licked and suckled at Janine's nipples.  She
tossed back her head and moaned softly.  "What are they doing?" Tony
murmured between licks." "Don't stop," She sighed.  "Suck my nipples."
"What are they doing now?" He repeated more gruffly.  She growled and
tossed her head around, glancing at the Germans as she did.  She stared
hard into his eyes.  "They're watching us get off.  What do you think?" "My
cock is aching!" Tony complained.  "Then take it out!  They're expecting
it!" She whispered.  "You little bitch," he said, fumbling with his trouser
buttons.  But Janine was pulling his trousers down before he knew it,
underpants as well.  His cock was half-stiff, and angry red in the
moonlight.  Janine massaged it briefly with her mouth before assuming the
mounted position again.  "Ohhh," she cooed and moaned, grinding her
panty-clad pussy against it.  "Make it look good." "Oh, darling!  I have
been in a dream all day since this morning.  I am sure that we have now
missed your flight, so we will have a few more days together." Tony held
her firmly against him as he ground his stiffened cock into the wet crotch
of her panties.

   "OK then fuck me, make it look good you won't get any in a Gestapo cell
if they tumble us." She whispered..  Then she kissed Tony hard several
times, biting his lip in her passion .  She took him a bit by surprise as
she seemed more concerned with their love making then rather than fooling
the Germans, and Tony realized that he was also more concerned in fucking
her now, rather than making a show for two German soldiers.  Grasping her
hips, he pushed her away suddenly, so that she hung in mid-air for a
moment, and snatched at her flimsy panties under her skirt.  They ripped
apart as she fell back on top of him, and he jerked them away entirely with
one strong hand.  Tony pulled her down firmly on top of him again, though
she bucked wildly at first.  After a moment of sliding and struggling, He
found the strength to force her down fully upon his cock, her warm, wet
pussy sliding down on his cock as she fitted him just like a glove.  They
groaned in passion together.  Janine tore open his shirt and began fucking
madly, her tits bouncing against her chest as she pounded down on his cock
again and again.  Tony thrust up against her, drilling his cock deeper and
deeper into her beautiful love tunnel with every powerful push.  "Fuck! 
Fuck!  Fuck!" Janine gasped.  "Fuck me," she hissed.  "Love me, Tony
darling!  It's so good!" She begged in French, collapsing against him. 
"Jam your cock inside me!" Her red-hot lips sought his, and their two
mouths came together in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining,
grappling desperately.  Janine moaned plaintively and gasped, "Yes,
darling. Fuck me, please!  Oh don't stop!" She bent and took his kiss
again, sucking his tongue eagerly, pressing her breasts against his bare
chest.  "I'm going to come, Tony, you must make me come now."

   Tony could fell his orgasm building as she muttered.  "Fill me up,
darling!  I'm coming!  Ah!  Ah!  Ah!  Yes!  Oh yes!  And then, desperately,
"Fuck me, Fill me up!" The waves of orgiastic bliss poured over them as
they came together, furious and lusting, mad with desire.  At last, they
collapsed together in the darkening winter night, sweating, exhausted,
completely drained of lust and anger, disheveled and nearly naked, like
animals.  "Oh god," Tony breathed.  Janine said nothing, but she stole a
glance at the Germans who had been watching.  Slowly, they began to pick up
and move, nudging each other lasciviously and gesturing lewdly.  "We fooled
them," she said.  "No we did not" Tony murmured as he saw them hesitate,
and then turn and start walking towards them.  They were undoing their
pants as they walked.  Then suddenly there was a burst of firing.  Tony had
forgotten about the armed escort somewhere behind him.  He felt his body
suddenly give way beneath him then a sudden stab of pain.

   He awoke gradually, his head hurt, also his leg and very slowly he began
to remember the happenings in the field.  He had no memory of the actual
outcome, just falling, and the pain had been the last thing he remembered.
He became aware of the smell of antiseptics, and the feel of clean sheets.
He opened his eyes slowly, and as his eyes began to focus.  He realised
that he was in a hospital bed.  Janine sat by the side of the bed, she
looked worried, and as he focused on her she smiled at him, and leaned over
and hugged him and kissing him on the cheek and whispering.  "I am sorry
Tony, I could not get you back to the plane but the operation is
cancelled." "Am I a prisoner?" "I don't think so, if you are, I will try
and help you somehow, but I am not staying here too long.  This is a German
Military Hospital, and for some reason they let me come in with you.  I
spun a yarn that you had to leave the apartment in a hurry out of a window,
as we saw the two armed men, and we assumed they were trying to get in the
apartment to kill us, so I helped you, and was leading you to safety.  I
was going to take you to the nearest army post but then the firing started,
and it seemed to satisfy them, and we were trying to get to the soldiers
for help..  I will try and get to see you again."

   Janine said her goodbye's, but did not kiss him.  It seemed that now she
was being given the credit for rescuing him from the resistance fighters
who were trying to kill him, and so it seems she may be able to get to see
him again.  He whispered in her ear "If you are asked, tell them I was
trying to defect to Germany, and my wife had arranged it before she was
assassinated, and you were helping me." Janine looked puzzled and Tony
added.  "It was all part of the operation and they should believe you."
Tony cursed under his breath.  He had put himself in danger for nothing,
and Anne-Marie had been killed, he was now in a German hospital.  He
realised that he had been captured in civilian clothes, and so they could
be getting him fit for interrogation, that was the only logical explanation
for this first class treatment.  He realised that there was a sentry
smiling at him through the window of his room, who had been watching them
all the time.

   The fact there was a sentry reinforced Tony's belief that he was a
prisoner.  As Janine left a young pretty blonde nurse came into the room;
she gave him a lovely smile.  Speaking in English she said.  "Ah Herr Nash
you are awake.  It seems you are quite a hero.  The newspapers are full of
the way in which the underground terrorists tried to kill you, to stop you
returning to the fatherland Mein Herr.  I understand that Herr Goebbels is
planning a big reception for you, when you have fully recovered."

   The nurse's comments gave him hope that at least he was still being
regarded as being a credible traitor, and all he had to do, which in itself
was a tall order was find a way to the coast and escape.  He drifted of to
sleep, and he awoke to find a very high ranking German General and his
aides in the room.  His young blonde nurse helped him sit up and supported
his head, and offered him a drink, which he drank eagerly, not realizing
until then, how thirsty he had been.

   She had his head nestled closely against her breast, with only the
starched uniform in between, despite the exalted company, Tony felt his
cock stiffening, and a little smile on the nurses' lips suggested she
suspected just what he was feeling.  Then the German General spoke.  "Herr
Kapitan Nash.  I am here to welcome you back to the fatherland on behalf of
the Fuhrer, and the people of the Third Reich.  The Fuhrer has instructed
me to tell you that he looks forward to meeting you personally, when you
are recovered.  In the meantime, you will be looked after by Fraulien
Reidel here your personal nurse here, who will nurse you back to full
health." Then he snapped to attention, and gave the Nazi salute, and left
him.  Tony was later informed that the Fuhrer had given him the rank of
Korvettenkapitan in the German navy, and that he would eventually be posted
to work with Admiral Doenitz as a staff adviser.

   Later that day Tony was visited by two civilians who introduced
themselves as military police.  He assumed that this was another name for
Gestapo.  The first question was "Herr Nash can you please explain how
Fraulein Helga Niemeyer was shot please?  "Yes Mein Herr I would have shot
her, for shooting my wife." Tony went on to explain that the partisans must
have shot her when they burst into the apartment..  They listened in
silence Then the younger one said.  "You admit you would have shot a German
citizen Mein Herr?" Tony replied." That is so, but Frau Helga Niemeyer also
shot a German citizen, my wife.  She was married to an SS officer before,
and had German nationality, and I loved her.  But I did not know at the
time and did not get the chance." His reply seemed to satisfy them, and
Tony recognised there was no point in admitting to a murder when it was not
necessary.  Fraulein Reidel His nurse standing at the door suddenly
disappeared, only to return a few moments later with a civilian, who took
the police outside the room and talked to them.  Tony could see through the
window that he was laying the law down.  He assumed , or hoped rather, that
knowing his importance it would not be worth their while to make an issue
of it, and, so it turned out, they eventually returned to re-assure him
that no charges were to be placed, and after some pleasantries, they left
without further comment, and Tony heard no more about the incident during
his convalescence.

   He was pleasantly surprised to find that he was given the same nurse to
look after him.  Apparently she only had him to look after, being a
selected nurse who only looked after high ranking party members who were
hospitalized He was to his surprise occasionally visited by Janine but
always Frauliein Reidel stayed in the room with them.  He was also visited
by some tailors who had been given the task of making his new uniforms, and
two Gestapo officers, who visited him three times, and who quizzed him very
carefully, and very patiently over the reasons for his defection, and a lot
of general questions of military significance bout the navy, but Tony had
been primed and had quite a bit he could give them..  They took details of
his relatives in Berlin, and his relations with Anne-Marie, and Janine. 
Tony told them that they had been very much in love, and he missed her
terribly.  They were obviously aware that she had been a double agent. 
Janine had them a bit mystified, and it seemed everyone had assumed that
she had been trying to help him escape from the partisans when he had been
shot. . .  The time came when Tony was allowed out of bed, and then, with
the aid of a stick and accompanied by his nurse, and very occasionally
Janine as well, he was allowed to walk in the grounds of the hospital.  He
was not encouraged to mix with other patients, and he was kept almost
totally isolated.  The fact that Janine was still allowed to visit him was
a mystery to him, but the fact that she had been with him when he had been
shot, and she had stayed and tried to help him when he was injured, was the
only reason that they could think was why her visits were tolerated.  They
assumed that she was loyal to the occupying Nazi's.

   It was obvious his so-called defection was of vital importance to the
Third Reich and that was taking priority.

   Next Chapter 8









   Tony Meets a New Love Chapter 8

   Tony was now seriously anxious about how he would get back home to the
UK.  He knew that his name would be reviled all round the free world, and
this troubled him, especially as it had all been for nothing.  For the
first time he began to realise just how much his defection might affect
morale back in the UK In hindsight, he now wished that he had refused the
assignment in the first place.  The fact that he had been given only
seconds to make up his mind, seemed in hindsight rather unfair.  At this
time he did not know why the operation had been called off, and it seemed
that his life and that of Anne-Marie had been put in jeopardy for no good
reason.

   The thought struck him, that if he could not get out of Germany, and the
invasion of Europe took place while he was still in Germany, he could be
captured, and put on trial as a deserter, and traitor by the British or the
Russians.  Who would believe him?  He had to trust that the people who had
sent him would still be in their jobs, and still alive to get him out of
trouble.  He felt very much alone in enemy territory, and common sense told
him that he would not be completely trusted by anyone in the Nazi regime.
They were not that stupid.  The only thing he could do, would be to go
along with the charade, and hope that somehow, somewhere, opportunity would
come his way.

   Soon the time came, when he was told he was fit enough to leave
hospital, and that he would be going to a recuperation centre.  His wounds
had fortunately healed quite quickly, and he very politely said goodbye,
and thanked the nursing staff for being so good to him.  He did not know,
if or when he would ever meet Janine again, as he had not heard from her
for a few days.

   He was helped reluctantly by another wounded naval officer, who helped
him get used to his new uniforms, and so resplendent in his new naval
uniform, he was taken by car, closely escorted by two motor cycle outriders
and two drivers to the convalescence centre.  It was a long exhausting ride
to the Black Forest, and his spirits sank the longer the journey took, as
he knew that he was going to be a long long way away from the coast.  Each
hour took him farther and farther away from home and escape.  Getting back
to England now seemed a forlorn hope.

   He realised too that he was still not fully fit, as he found the journey
very exhausting, and he slept fitfully for a large part of the way.  It was
a long boring tedious journey through very wet winter countryside with
occasional stops.  His escort would not even let him go to the toilet
alone, He was guarded at nights by one of his drivers when they stopped at
hotels.  None of his escort seemed inclined to socialise with him, and so
during the journey he got increasingly very lonely and slightly depressed.

   The rain fell constantly for the whole of the journey.  They had to have
an extra escort through Holland because of the threat of partisan activity
directed at him.  The underground fighters knew that if they could capture
or kill him,.  it would help redress the damage that had been done by his
defection.  It was pointed out to Tony by the officer in charge of the
escort, that he was now a number one target on the partisans' hit list.

   It took them three days to complete the whole journey.  He arrived
rather exhausted, and found that he was in a rehabilitation unit for German
Officers, in a little town called Unterjoch near the German Swiss/Austrian
border.  There were about forty officers from the different services, who
had been wounded, or had been seriously ill, at the centre.  The hostel had
been a Gasthaus at one time and was made of timber

   Although it was not officially a Lebensborn hostel, there were a number
of girls, who he understood were on the Lebensborn programme, who were
resident, and who had been paired up with some of the officers.  As soon as
they were pregnant, he understood that they would be shipped out, and
replaced by fresh volunteer girls, who were willing to provide pure Aryan
children for the fatherland.  When he was approached by the head nurse, he
found that he had been paired up with a very blonde and a very actively fit
girl whose name was Mona.

   Tony was pleasant to her, and enjoyed her company on a social basis, she
looked after his welfare in most other ways, but he pleaded that he still
suffered some discomfort from his wounds, and did not feel that he could do
her justice in the bedroom.  She was not happy at his rejection.  He felt
that in the past few weeks, he had slept with too many women for a variety
of reasons, and to some extent after the tiring journey he was feeling
rather disinterested.

   His rejection of Mona was not received very well by other officers, and
increased his isolation from the rest of the officers who greeted him with
suspicion.  One officer said in his hearing that "Good German Fraulein's
were not good enough for English traitors." Tony ignored this comment, and
other similar snide remarks made in his hearing..

   He enjoyed the views, and the fresh air of Unterjoch when the rain
stopped, and he went for little strolls in the village, always with an
escort, stopping for an occasional beer at a local Gasthaus bar.  Being in
a mountain range, and quite high above sea level, the rain had turned to
snow quite early, and some of the officers were allowed to go skiing.  Tony
had been very nervous about being allowed to mix freely for the first time
with other German Officers; he had not been sure what sort of reception he
would receive.  But usually his appearance in the dining room was met with
a sudden deafening silence, as other officers turned to look at him, and
then went on eating.  Pointedly ignoring him.

   In fact he soon found that he received a very mixed reception, many of
the officers just ignored him, or made very sarcastic remarks in his
hearing about traitors.  It all came to a head one day when one army
officer actually stopped in front of him, barring his way out of the dining
area, and called Tony a traitor to his face.  He said "Herr Nash many brave
men die on both sides in this war no-one likes war, but very few are
gutless enough to change to the winning side halfway through.  I am told
you won the Victoria Cross.  I have no doubt, that you have killed many of
my countrymen, who were, or are German heroes in doing that.  Mein Herr in
my opinion you are utterly contemptible you should be shot.."

   Before Tony could make any sort of reply, a soft female voice spoke from
just behind him "No doubt Herr Nieumier, I am sure the Fuhrer will be glad
to hear your opinions, especially speaking to a senior officer in that
manner,.  I will make sure your observations come to his personal
attention. It takes a brave man to change sides in a conflict like this,
and it seems to me, that you have a very loose mouth, and are totally
unaware of the circumstances of this case.  Perhaps you feel safe enough
behind your desk in a Wehrmacht pay office, to voice such an opinion, but I
am sure that a man with such outspoken views about heroics, will be a most
welcome addition in a fighting unit..  So Mein Herr I will gladly pass your
comments and your unbounded enthusiasm for active service on to the proper
authorities."

   The army officer concerned scampered away, looking very unsure of
himself.  Turning Tony saw the reason why.  He found himself face to face
with one of the most elegant, and gorgeous women he had seen for a very
long time.  She was quite tall, slim and a very beautiful specimen of
German womanhood.  She smiled at him showing perfect white teeth.  "Guten
Abend Herr Nash, ich bin Frau Elizabeth von Epp" She was dressed in a fawn
raincoat, which was soaked by the almost constant rain.  Her face was
flushed, and her eyes sparkled in anger, obviously leading to her outburst
at the unfortunate officer who had been on the receiving end of her
displeasure.  Taken by surprise, Tony bowed slightly, and taking her gloved
hand he kissed it.  She blushed slightly, and turning towards the silent
group of officers who were close enough to be watching and listening to the
conversation.  "For your information gentlemen Herr Nash won the Victoria
Cross, for his bravery in saving lives, by defusing a mine lodged on the
casing of the submarine he was serving on at the time, not for taking
lives, as our desk bound hero here has suggested.  Herr Nash has also spent
most of his childhood here in Germany, his mother was German, and he went
to school in Berlin for many years.  He has a Grand mother in Berlin, and
many other relatives as well.  Some of whom are serving in the Waffen SS. I
note that you all seemed to agree with Herr Nieumier, so I will pass all
your names along with his."

   Turning to Tony she smiled, and said in quite a loud voice.  "I
apologize for my lateness Herr Nash, and for the ungentlemanly remarks of
some of our desk bound heroes, but I was delayed because of the weather.  I
was sent by the Fuhrer, to take you to Berlin when you are fit, to see your
grandparents, and then we will go on to Burchesgarten when you are fully
fit.  My uncle the Fuhrer, is looking forward to meeting you and talking to
you in great depth, as is of course Grand Admiral Doenitz."

   As her remarks were absorbed by the watching Frau Elizabeth were left
all alone.  Turning towards Tony again, she said.  "Perhaps Herr Nash you
will be kind enough to escort me to dinner, after I have had a chance to
have a bath and change.  I understand that I am in the adjoining room to
yours" Tony was only too pleased to accept her invitation, and for her
support, and together they walked back to their rooms on the second floor.
Later they had a very pleasant dinner, and he found that Elizabeth was very
pleasant and interesting company.  She had a good command of English,
although Tony insisted that they spoke German, as he needed to bring his
German up to speed.  She kept the conversation on a very light level, and
during the following week they became almost inseparable.  They had most of
their meals together, and they walked and talked for hours in the adjoining
forests and mountains.  Very often ending up in a nearby Gasthaus by a mill
pond for a meal.

   The attitude of the other officers at the centre changed rapidly,
especially when they understood how highly he was apparently being regarded
by the Nazi regime and the Fuhrer personally.  She told Tony that she had
been sent especially to look after him, but as their friendship developed
he got several significant hints, that she was looking for a much closer
relationship, he decided however, to play dumb, and see what happened. 
They had the use of a military car and driver, and they enjoyed driving to
the adjoining forests, and walking in the woods in the area of Ulm.  A trip
to nearby Austria was also very enjoyable However when he suggested a trip
across the border to St Gallen, in Switzerland that request was politely
refused with a smile.

   She told him that she was a war widow, having had her husband killed in
the Battle of Britain over England.  He was surprised to find that she did
not seem to show any bitterness towards the British, or him personally for
it.  Eventually he explained to her, that he had been married to
Anne-Marie, for just short of three weeks and that she had been
assassinated on the orders of the Gestapo.  He explained that shortly after
the marriage both he and Anne Marie found that they were in some ways
rather incompatible, they had married in haste and they had both agreed
privately, that perhaps they should not have married..  Of course Tony knew
this was far from the truth, but he thought it was probably the right thing
to tell Elizabeth at the time.  "I admit I did have some feelings for her
and she helped me defect, without her it would have been virtually
impossible.."

   Gradually, despite Tony's reservations, romance gradually entered into
their relationship, although Tony held back from making any overt moves,
and tried hard not to get involved.  But Elizabeth was a master of
seduction, and she made all the first moves, and after two or three nights
of exchanging kisses in the hallway before retiring to bed, she eventually
pulled him into her bedroom.

   Although Tony made a faint but futile protest, as Elizabeth turning
swiftly undid his jacket throwing it on to a chair and then she undid his
belt and pushed his pants to the floor.  "Herr Nash why have you been
hiding this from me" She said as she reached down and started fondling his
erection.  He needed no more of an invitation, as he took her in his arms,
kissing her passionately, feeling her breasts pressing into his chest.  She
pushed him away, as then they both swiftly undressed.  He pushed her back
gently on to the bed, wanting her so much, Elizabeth smiled invitingly up
at him; her beautiful blonde hair splayed out across the pillow made her
look so inviting...She opened her arms in invitation as she said "Come to
me Anthony dear.  Let's see just how good you really are." As Tony joined
her on the bed, her hand unerringly pointed his cock as she guided him
inside her, she moaned softly and invitingly as Tony gently pushed deep
inside her.  Then she whispered.  "No Mein Liebchen, it's been such a long
time for me, let me come on top."

   She rolled him on to his back, without losing him.  She sat up straight
letting her weight drop back down on to his cock, very slowly bringing a
myriad of mind blowing sensations.  Then she leaned over to kiss him,
behind the curtain of her blonde hair that hung down around their faces,
her body swaying slowly and rhythmically as she moved.  Her kisses were wet
and extremely passionate and Tony quickly realised that this lady was no
novice.

   She rode up and down his cock, pushing them both closer and closer to
the brink of orgasm with each careful stroke.  Then she leaned right back,
her hands resting on the bed behind her, and he could feel his cock pushing
right into her, at a slightly different angle, bringing a whole new range
of sensations and responses that raced through their bodies, quickly
initiating the climax that came simultaneously.

   For a few moments they clung on to one another, enjoying the sensations
that washed over their bodies.  Eventually she slumped forward onto him,
smiling and passionately kissing his face, as she tried desperately to get
her breath back, while Elizabeth desperately gripped tightly on to the last
inch of his straining cock.

   The rest of the evening and the following night was a time Tony would
remember for years to come, as time after time they brought each other to
new peaks of passion, and to new heights of ecstasy.  Time after time he
tried and managed to slow her down, carefully prolonging their heavenly
agony.  That first night it was very late when sleep eventually took hold
of them, and the morning was well advanced when they woke.  Once again
Elizabeth took the initiative.  She straddled him, her body covered in
perspiration as she sat her weight down on him, forcing his cock right up
inside her as far as he could go, she told Tony she could feel his cock
touch her deep inside.  She stopped moving, trying vainly herself to
prolong their act, but it was rolling on to the inevitable, and another
fantastic climax, even as she sat still feeling his cock getting even
harder and even bigger inside her.  It felt too good to stop, and he didn't
really want it to.  He looked up at her flushed face and he realised that
he was in danger of developing strong feelings for this beautiful lady. 
When she felt Tony begin to gush inside her, she had no option but to
follow him into the waves of pleasure, as her muscles gripped his pumping
cock desperately trying to prolong the ecstatic agony.

   When it was done, he felt even bigger inside her than when they had
started, and Elizabeth was a little sore as she eased up off of him.  She
contentedly laid her head on his shoulder.  "Mein Liebchen we must go down
for breakfast, and we also need to bathe.  I am starving" She said.  They
hardy talked at breakfast in the deserted dining room, and when he did look
as though he was about to say something.  She hushed me up saying quietly.'
"Not here darling walls and waiters have ears."

   After breakfast they returned upstairs to get ready for their morning
walk.  Once they got outside and started walking; Elizabeth hooked her arm
in his until they came to a resting place where they sat and then abruptly
turning towards him Elizabeth asked quietly.  "Tony will you marry me" She
sensed his hesitation.  "Tony I have waited for you to ask me, but it
appears that it is now up to me." Taking her hand he said, "Elizabeth I
would marry you today, but I do not want to make you a widow again." She
wrapped her arms round him "You silly man, if we only had a week of our
lives together it would still be worth it."

   As soon as they got back to the home, Elizabeth phoned the Fuhrer her
uncle to give him the news of their engagement, and of course Herr Goebbels
quickly used the news as a good propaganda item.  The news that a British
Submarine ace who had defected to Nazi Germany was to marry a relations of
the Fuhrer, hit the world press the next day.  From that time on, he was
referred to by Lord Haw Haw frequently in his daily broadcasts to Britain,
and it did a lot to help sagging morale in Germany.  Tony only learned
about the vilification, he received in the British and American press much
later.

   Tony's sense of frustration at the wasted operation, hit him as his name
became prominent in the German Press.  He knew full well that he would be
receiving a bad press in the UK, and it was frustrating that it was all for
nothing.  Now he was trapped here in the middle of Germany, and not back in
the UK fighting the war where he felt he should be..  It was only very much
later, after his return to the UK that he found that the capture by HMS
Bulldog of U110 had given the Allies all the German codes they needed.

   The tragic thing was when he compared dates; the codes were actually in
British hands several days before he had left for the continent, with Anne
Marie.  Elizabeth and Tony were allowed to stop together for another ten
days at the rehabilitation centre, then they were flown to Berlin to meet
his grandparents and cousins.  Tony was amazed at Berlin.  The city was
buzzing there was no real shortage of food, and the lights were switched on
at night, without any form of blackout.  When there was an occasional raid
the whole lighting system was switched off at the source.  But Berlin was
not too worried at being bombarded with leaflets sent by the British
Government.  It was a city largely free from the worries and tribulations
of the war, although now the Royal Air Force was just beginning to become a
nuisance.  Everywhere he went with Elizabeth, he was followed by the press
and he was feted as a hero..

   On his second day there the news came through that Germany had invaded
Russia.  Most people were very excited and full of national pride.  His
grandfather was quite scathing and said.  "The man is a fool - he has just
lost the war.  Britain is growing stronger with the help of her
Commonwealth countries and Russia will suck the blood out of our army.  You
can not fight a successful war on two fronts."

   His grandmother was his most scathing critic when they were on their
own. She said.  "It's lovely to meet you again Tony Liebchen, but why join
this nest of vipers, and why risk your life.  Why did you not stay in
England where you are more safe?" His cousins were formally very welcoming.
but did not express the same views.  His cousin Ernst was a lieutenant in
the Wehrmacht and was taking part in the invasion of Russia, Cousin Franz
was in the Luftwaffe and even his cousin Greta's greeting was much warmer.
She had developed into quite a stunner, with typical Aryan blonde hair and
blue eyes and looked every bit an athlete.  She was, he was quietly
informed attached to the Gestapo.  The whole family made a great fuss of
Elizabeth on the face of it; Grandma Ursula however, was most scathing
quietly.  She hated the fact that the rest of her family on the face of it
appeared to be supporting the regime, and she did not trust Elizabeth..

   "Don't trust any of them and don't marry that vixen if you can avoid
it." She whispered.  "She is a hidebound Nazi through and through."
Gradually, he did begin to wonder about Elizabeth, she seemed very formal
at times, and now they had agreed to marry, it seemed that she had achieved
her goal, and became a little more formal towards him.  It was about the
third morning in Berlin that she announced her pregnancy, and that was the
morning when the whole family gathered for a press photographic session
with Herr Goebbels, and his propaganda crew.  Whether she was actually
pregnant, or whether it was for propaganda purposes he never knew.

   His time in Berlin was largely taken up by visits to war factories to
help encourage the workers or speaking to groups of Army or Luftwaffe
officers, or groups of the Hitler Youth.  He was very disappointed at some
of the comments he heard and the anti Jewish sentiments expressed by young
people.

   It was after the official photograph had been taken and they had moved
back in to the house that Tony heard Elizabeth talking privately to Herr
Goebbels.  "I have carried out my instructions Mein Herr.  The man is a
tolerable lover, but I can not say as yet I have the same deep affection
for him as I had with my husband." "Fraulein your Uncle is well pleased
with you, you are doing well.  Please remember any marriage can be annulled
quickly with a bullet." The conversation made Tony think a lot more
seriously about his position.  Whether Elizabeth was just following orders,
as the conversation seemed to indicate, or whether there was something
more, he could not be sure.  He was however, determined to watch his step
very closely, and he reflected that it seemed that he was safe until at
least until after the marriage.  The following day Fraulein Elizabeth left,
ostensibly to arrange the wedding, and to resign from her post as a Public
Relations officer in Herr Goebbels department.  She told Tony that she
would be back to take him to meet her Uncle in about fourteen days time.

   Tony was left to get reacquainted with his family, and to continue his
recovery, without too much outside interference.  His second cousin Greta
and he, had spent a lot of time together as children, and now she was
acting very much as his escort.  Greta herself did not seem to have changed
too much, despite her supposed link to the Gestapo.  She refused to get
involved in politics, and warned Tony to keep any political views to
himself, she was very good company.  They went to a lot of nightclubs
together, and film shows, it was inevitable they became quite close, and
thoroughly enjoyed each others company.  But never once did they discuss
politics or his apparent defection.

   Next Chapter 9











   Chapter 9 Burchesgarten

   Elizabeth returned to Berlin as promised, to pick him up for the long
trip to the infamous Eagles Nest Hitler's favourite residence.  The trip
was both long, and nerve wracking, as Tony was not looking forward to
meeting Adolf Hitler, he dare not reflect on his fate, should his true
mission be found out now, especially after meeting Hitler, and yet in many
ways the journey had its compensations.  It was quite wonderful, both from
the delightful scenery at the latter end of the trip, and the fact that
both Elizabeth and Tony were together for many hours, in a convoy of cars,
except for the times they stopped at a pre-arranged Gasthaus's or Hotels
for meals, or for the nightly stops.

   Elizabeth seemed to be back to the warm loving girl he had first met at
the convalescence centre.  Wartime restrictions made the going slower than
normal, the roads and the few Autobahns were busy with military traffic,
and the periodic changing of their escort seemed to take an enormous time.
All the time, about twenty SS Troopers with their notorious death head
badges surrounded them, and stood guard over them day and night.

   Tony never really found out whether the escort was to protect him or
Hitler's favourite niece.  The whole trip, and stops were planned with
Prussian precision, making due allowance for his convalescence.  This had
the benefit of allowing Elizabeth, and Tony to have a significant number of
"love stops" as they liked to call them.  Tony could not forget the
conversation he had overheard, but he determined he had to play along with
what was happening to him at least for the time being, he just wondered
whether Elizabeth herself was also playing a double game.

   The problem for Tony now, was that he felt some strong feelings for
Elizabeth, and yet his instincts told him he could not really trust her. 
He knew that he would have to leave her behind, if and when he could get
back to England.  If of course he could find a way to escape.  Tony was in
no doubt that to stay here in occupied Europe would go badly for him when
the allies eventually invaded, especially, if he was captured by the
invading forces.  The fact that he had as far as most people knew defected
would not go well for him.  Tony had no doubt that he would also be treated
badly by the public in England when, and if, he could return, but at least
his name would eventually be cleared.

   They arrived at Burchesgarten in the late afternoon of the fourth day ,
and were taken to separate rooms in order that they could freshen up. 
Elizabeth told Tony, that her Uncle Adolf was quite strict when it came to
morality, although this did not apply to all the staff, who had their own
means of having liaisons, and they would have to be very careful if they
were able to make love again during the visit.  Tony met the Fuhrer with
Elizabeth at dinner that evening.  Hitler greeted Tony formally, and
Elizabeth effusively.  His propaganda chief, Herr Goebbels and
photographers were present, also Hitler's partner Fraulein Eva Braun, who
was very nice and obviously fond of Elizabeth, and the cameras were
flashing furiously.

   They also had two newsreel cameras taking live film of Tony and
Elizabeth for the news reels, they were asked to take up affectionate
positions for the press, both with Hitler and Eva Braun and on their own.
The Nazi hierarchy were making the most of his defection, and the
forthcoming marriage.  The Fuhrer publicly announced that evening, that he
would personally give the bride away, as unfortunately her father was dead.
Tony had a long private conversation with the Fuhrer, who asked him many
quite astute questions about life in England in wartime.  Tony phrased his
answers carefully, very aware, that he could land himself in a certain
amount of trouble, were he not very careful.  He was told quite forcibly
how well Germany were doing, and that he could be expected to play an
important part later in the occupation of Great Britain.  It was hard for
Tony not to show his real feelings.  Both Elizabeth and Tony felt a
distinct sense of relief when the evening came to an end, and he could
relax a little.  Tony had no illusions about his security, and he knew that
the Gestapo would be watching their every move with great care.  However,
he thoroughly enjoyed the alpine view from Burchesgarten was incredible, it
was well known as the Eagles Nest and the views were absolutely incredible,
but it became quite chilly at that altitude as the evenings wore on, and
big log fires were lit in all the chalets to keep them warm.

   He had a brief meeting with Grand Admiral Karl Doenitz the head of the
German U Boat fleet, The Admiral said that he would enjoy having Tony talk
to some of his staff, and some of the U Boat captains when he had time at a
later date.

   They dined with her Uncle the Fuhrer most evenings, and his partner Eva
Braun together with various generals, and industrial dignitaries present.
Tony quickly became intrigued at the mention of the word Barbarossa which
was mentioned in conversation several times.  But Tony asked no questions,
nor did he show any obvious interest.  Several times during discussions it
was noted that when he was present and the conversation stopped.

   Tony quickly began to get the impression that Hitler trusted no-one, and
he obviously delighted in keeping his subordinates at loggerheads.  At
first Tony thought it was just confused thinking, but then he began to
realise, that Hitler did not want anyone to get too much power, as it could
threaten his own position.

   Tony presumed that the fear of being overthrown at some time in the
future was foremost in his thinking.  By creating a certain amount of
confusion, and confused authority, and no-one knowing who to trust, he was
trying to keep any one of his subordinates from being too powerful. 
Burchesgarten was a lovely place to convalesce and while Elizabeth was with
him Tony was relatively happy, but the holiday was almost at an end.  After
ten days, it was decided that Elizabeth would return to Berlin to her home,
to make the final preparations for the wedding.  Forty eight hours later,
Tony would first of all, go to report to Admiral Karl Doenitz at Oostende,
to meet some of his staff , and then subsequently fly back to Berlin, to
meet Elizabeth, and her parents, and other close relatives.  Then he would
stay there for the wedding.  It was to be a big affair with massive
publicity.

   It soon became obvious to him that his usefulness as a naval officer to
the Nazi regime was virtually nil.  But his usefulness as a propaganda tool
was extremely high.  Tony paced up and down the room night after night,
wondering how he was going to get back to England.  Once Fraulein Elizabeth
his fianc?  had left to go to Berlin.  He was feeling very lonely, and
isolated here in Burchesgarten, The Fuhrer was pleased that he was marrying
his niece, and so was Dr Goebbels, who obviously saw great opportunities
for maximizing propaganda, with the wedding and he was being treated very
much as an honoured guest.  But to carry on any meaningful social
intercourse with any of them was futile.  Every conversation seemed to end
up as a grilling, regarding the war, or conditions in Britain, which was
usually followed by assertions, that it was only a matter of time before
the Third Reich would be triumphant.

   Tony got the impression that many high up Nazi followers, were trying to
court his friendship, as he obviously had the ear of the Fuhrer, or so they
thought.  On his last evening there Tony had packed his few possessions,
and his suitcase was waiting by the door for an early start in the morning.
He looked out of the window, and the view was beautiful in the moonlight,
and for a brief moment he was lost in the beauty of the place.  But reality
soon came back to him, when their was a knock on my door, and he shouted
"Kom", when the door opened, a dark haired, slim and very pretty scantily
clad young girl, of about sixteen entered the room accompanied by Dr Ursi
Schoke, the not unattractive head of Hitler's security, and Tony assumed an
active member of the Gestapo.  "Guten Abend Herr Nash we have here a young
lady, who has been allocated to spend time with you.  She is part of the
entertainment programme for the troops here.  I hope that she will
entertain you, with all the skill that I know she possesses." The girl
smiled at Tony shyly, and crossed the room towards him.  Guten Abend Herr
Nash I have heard so much about you." She said with a slight accent.

   "Pleased to meet you Fraulein." Tony responded, giving a bow and
clumsily kissing her hand.  Dr Schoke smiled at him coyly, and quietly left
shutting the door behind her.  He turned and sat down on a chair and looked
at her.  She was a very pretty girl, and he guessed she was a whore, from
the brothel reserved for officers and high ranking Nazi officials.  "My
name is Heidi and I am a Jew.  I have been sterilised Herr Kapitan.  I am
forced to fuck to stay alive, and I can and must satisfy you in every
possible way Mein Herr, so you must tell me what you wish me to do for you"

   "I want you to do nothing Fraulein, I am betrothed to be married, and I
do not wish to be disloyal to my fianc'e.  However, if you wish to stop and
talk I would be honoured to chat with you." Tony told her.  A look of
despair crossed her face, "But Mein Herr I will be in trouble if you don't
use me.  I will probably be sent to the Russian front for the troops, or to
a concentration camp.  They will think I am not co-operating and I want to
stay alive." He felt his cock tighten; he had to admit he was missing
Elizabeth badly.  "I'd like to make love to you now." Tony told her.  "You
are very beautiful Heidi, but as I told you I am betrothed."

   She walked across the room and took his hand.  She was standing just
inches in front of him, and Tony gently pushed her away "Please Herr Nash,
help me please." She said as they came together.  His self control was gone
and he hoped that Elizabeth would forgive him if she ever found out. 
"Kom!" She whispered, as Heidi pulled him towards the bed.  Tony could feel
his cock hardening as Heidi held out her hands to him and pulled him to sit
down on the bed beside her.  Then without warning she came into his arms.
Her arms wrapped round his neck as she kissed him.  She pressed herself
tightly against Tony as they hugged.  "Thank you Her Nash." She whispered,
pausing briefly.

   "She pushed Tony back on the bed and started undressing him.  Then she
stood in front of him looking down at his now very prominent erection. 
Then moving quickly she disrobed, and knelt in front of him with her hands
behind his head.  Tony ran his hands slowly up and down the soft skin of
her waist, and then pulled her towards him to kiss her breast.  He kissed
the soft skin around her erect nipples, and then began gently sucking.  She
pulled his head hard to her breast, and stroked his hair gently as he
suckled her.  At the same time he reached down and ran his hands over her
shaven groin, carefully inserting his fingers between the wet lips of her
sex, she responded very positively as she pressed her hips against his
stomach.  Tony could feel the moisture between her legs, and as she rocked
her hips, her thigh brushed his erect cock.  He held her hips, and pushed
her gently down while he let go of her nipple, and began kissing his way up
towards her neck.  His lips tingled with every kiss, and his cock stiffened
in anticipation as she then straddled him.  She gently brushed the mouth of
her vagina against the tip of his cock, and then she slowly dropped her
body on to him, gradually engulfing his cock fully inside her.  Tony hugged
her close, as he felt her vagina sliding down over his cock, then he kissed
her under the chin, and they began to move together.  She pressed herself
tightly against him, and with each gentle rock of her hips, Tony felt his
body reacting.  She kissed him gently on the lips, and as she gently rocked
back and forth on his thighs, her tongue entwined with his.  Her hands
pulled him tight against her body as he touched her back, and then she
broke the kiss with a moan, and began grinding her hips with increasing
passion.  He could hear the distant sound of the wind in the trees outside,
blending with the pounding of his heart, as she shuddered and sighed in his
lap, as she climaxed.  She held Tony tight, as she kissed him with
unbridled passion on the mouth.  She leaned back, a contented look on her
face, with her arms still clutching him and smiled a gentle smile.  Once
again she began pumping herself up and down on his cock.  Tony reached for
her breasts, fondling them briefly, until the sensation of her engulfing
vagina overwhelmed him.  His climax was almost overwhelming; as he thrust
his cock into her, as she sat down hard in his lap.  They came almost
together after a few moments and they lay clutched together for a long time
as they gradually relaxed in the afterglow of their orgasm.  After a very
busy night she left early next morning, kissing him.  She thanked him for
making love like a gentleman, and not like an animal.  As she said goodbye
Tony knew that if he had not made love to her, that she probably would
never be allowed to leave there alive.  He felt so sorry for her.

   It was with great relief that the next morning he started his journey to
Oostende.  Tony had a lovely young lady chauffer called Freda, she was only
about 21, and very nervous at first.  When Tony suggested he ride in the
front with her, she seemed a little dismayed.  They had four Wehrmacht out-
riders, who were changed regularly at different stages during the journey.
They would escort them for about fifty miles, and then turn back, while
their relief would take over for the next part of the journey.

   They made good progress the first day, and as the journey wore on, Freda
became more relaxed with him, and by the time they got to their first
evening stop, she was quite relaxed.  She told him that she joined the
Wehrmacht almost straight from school, having first spent some time in the
Hitler Youth and a few months later she started training as a Pharmacist.
She wanted to go back to training as a Pharmacist as soon as the war was
over.  They spent the evening together drinking and eating and talking, and
retired to their separate rooms at about 10.00 clock to the drone of
aircraft overhead, as the RAF were making one of their rare sorties into
Nazi Germany.  The probing searchlights weaving patterns across the sky and
the occasional bark of a solitary anti-aircraft gun..  Eventually this was
followed, by a sustained barrage of anti-aircraft fire.  As Tony watched
through the window, with the lights off, there was a timid knock on the
door, and Fraulein Freda entered.  She was in a plain white nightdress and
looked absolutely terrified.  She ran across the room and clung to him.  It
was obvious to Tony that she was terrified of the noise, although there
were no bombs dropping near them.  The sound of anti-aircraft fire was
quite deafening at times.  He thought it unlikely that they would be a
target, as they were so isolated, and the RAF would not waste bombs on a
country Gasthaus.

   Freda slept with Tony that night, and they made love two or three times.
The next morning they set off later than scheduled as the escort had not
arrived, but they were soon turned back before long, as the RAF had knocked
out two road bridges the previous night.  So they spent a further two
pleasant days and nights in the Gasthaus awaiting instructions.  On the
third day they received instructions to turn back, and take a more
circuitous route.  There escort arrived eventually and they arrived in
Brussels on the fourth day, where Tony was to stay as a guest of the city
Military Governor, and his very sexy young wife, before being escorted back
to the coast by a local escort.  Tony said goodbye to Freda, who shed a
little tear as she left, and he decided to have an early night.  The
Governor had sent his apologies, but he had to attend a military function
that evening, and left Tony in the care of his beautiful blonde sexy wife
Frau Helga.

   As he entered the Governors residence, Tony thought, in fact he was
fairly sure, that he saw Janine, or someone like her watching in the
distance.  Tony was indeed certainly very conscious of someone watching
him. Being as it were in hostile territory, and knowing how active the
partisans were.  At the time he put it down to an overactive imagination.
Tony hurried into the governors residence, not wanting to be the target for
a sniper, who wanted to avenge his so called treachery.

   He had no illusions, and he knew that he would indeed be high on the
list of some partisan groups for extermination.  The Governors wife Frau
Helga Schmidt, was something entirely different from anything Tony had
expected.  He had made enquiries before he left Burchesgarten about the
Military Governor, and he had understood the Governor was in his mid
fifties.  Subconsciously he had assumed that his wife would be in the same
age range.  In this of course he soon found he was totally wrong.

   Frau Helga made quite a show as she walked into the room to greet him.
She had quite a voluptuous body which suited her.  Her hand was held out to
him.  "Guten Abend Herr Nash." Her naturally blonde hair was waved, and set
to give it body, and was cut to shoulder length.  She had a very pretty
almost doll like face, with a slightly up turned nose, smiling blue eyes,
with long dark lashes and a wide very kissable mouth, with full lips, white
teeth, and a very pretty smile.  Her make up was applied with great care
which enhanced her natural beauty.  Her white scooped neckline blouse was
made of a cotton material.  It was Tony thought slightly tighter than it
should be, but showed her ample breasts to perfection.  It also showed she
was not wearing a bra as the nipples could be seen pressing tight against
the material.  She wore a knee length red skirt which reached her knees,
and when she sat down and crossed her legs.  Her shapely legs were shown to
advantage, accentuated by her black thigh high stockings that she wore.  On
her feet, she wore red 4" high heel shoes.  Her general standard of dress
and 4' heels indicated that she had made a special effort for his
reception. She looked absolutely delightful.  She showed him to his suite
and promised to call him in time for dinner.

   Having been shown to his room for the night Tony quickly undressed, and
made his way to the bathroom.  He lay back in the bath thinking about the
day's events, and glad the journey was almost over.  The trip to Oostende
could be done in about four hours with luck.  The possible sighting of
Janine intrigued him and occupied his mind, but inevitably his mind came
switching back to his present situation, and the flirtatious Frau Helga
Schmidt.  It was inevitable that he should get an erection as his mind
wandered.  He was almost half asleep enjoying the hot bath when the door
opened and Frau Schmidt walked in to the bathroom.  She was wearing a white
satin housecoat "I thought you might be here, Herr Nash, I tried the door
and to my surprise it was unlocked" Seeing him in the bath, she smiled
broadly, and her eyes twinkled as she noticed his embarrassment."

   Tony sat up a little, his hands in vain, attempting to cover the
intimate parts of his body as she stood by the side of the bath, obviously
in no hurry to leave.  "The door would not lock" Tony protested.  "I know,
I am sorry I should have told you." She said.  Tony thought he had better
get out the bath and thought briefly about standing up.  But then he
realised that would be worse and he would be revealed in all his glory. 
Frau Schmidt just stood there with a smile on her face, as she took note at
his state of sexual excitement

   "Oooh Herr Nash have you been playing with yourself in the bath, or
perhaps you were thinking of poor lonely little me?" Tony felt himself
flushing with embarrassment, as she stared at the lower half of his body.
His cock was quite prominent as the water was not deep enough to cover all
of him properly.  It hadn't occurred to Tony, that although he had been
having erotic thoughts about her before she came in, her presence, her
boldness and open invitation was also having the obvious effect.  She was
looking with very great interest down at his throbbing erection.  He didn't
know what to do, so he slipped back into the bath again and used his hands
to cover himself.  Tony stammered his apologies., "I'm so sorry Frau Helga
...  I don't know what you must think" He stammered.  "Oh darling man don't
be ashamed" she said as she leant over the bath.  "I trust Mein Herr you
were thinking about me?" "Well yes I guess I was" Tony muttered, feeling
horribly embarrassed.  She reached out and immersed her hand in the water,
as her fingers ran through the water across his stomach boldly fondled the
full length of his cock.

   "Mmmmm, that's nice and very hard isn't it?  She said, smiling happily
as his cock jerked against her hand in response, as she gently wrapped her
fingers round it.  The sensual touch of her fingers was heightened by the
lapping water caressing his balls.  She stood there, bent over the bath,
gently sliding her hand backwards and forwards.  "Mein Herr.  If you were
thinking of me - then logically that beautiful cock belongs to me does it
not?" She asked as a broad smile flitted across her face.  Tony sensed that
she was enjoying this, and suspected she was waiting for him to make the
next move.  Her face left him in no doubt that any move he made would be
more than welcome.

   Not wishing to waste the opportunity, and feeling very bold, Tony stood
up and put his arms round her, kissing her while one hand ran up the
outside of her thigh, and inside her housecoat, and round her inner thigh..
Tony quickly realised that no barriers existed under her housecoat to his
exploring fingers, as with a little moan of delight she opened her legs
slightly, and eased herself against his wet body.  Her fingers still had
hold of him.' Tony put one hand on her shoulder to steady himself, his fore
finger of his right hand teasing her blonde bush ...  and gently probing
her pussy lips.  "Mmmm that's Sehr Gut Herr Nash, but we have got to do
something more about this haven't we?" She said making as though to move
away" I can't let my guest suffer like this can I?  So Mein Liebchen I
think we might do better on the bed." Tony quickly and enthusiastically got
out of the bath and grabbed a towel in passing as she took him back to his
bed.  She lay back on the bed looking up at him eagerly; her housecoat had
disappeared in the process of walking...  "Now what am I supposed to do...
?" she asked smiling, and looking up at him and at his cock erect and ready
for her.  Tony knelt in front of her and inserted his finger into her
pussy, as he started to finger fuck her, slowly at first and then faster as
her juices started to flow, and she started to move against him, her arms
went up round his neck pulling him down to her luscious lips, then she lay
back and fondled her breasts, they were beautiful, and looked firm and soft
to her touch as she cupped them in her hands squeezing her nipples gently
and gasping in pleasure, her orgasm was not slow in coming and very intense
as she shuddered against his hand...

   Tony released her from his grip, she stood up and then she pushed him
gently back on the bed as she crouched over him.  He could see the
glistening droplets of her juices, coating the hairs on her pussy; she
reached down and took the head of his cock between two fingers.  "We do not
have to be very quiet Mein Herr as we are all alone in this big house
except for the servants, and they do not matter..." She said as she guided
his cock towards her pussy.  She guided him in, very slowly at first as
just the tip went inside her as she changed positions to crouch over him
and then she started to fuck the tip of his cock, just a little at first,
up and down, up and down then further ...  further ...  she allowed more of
him to penetrate inside her, stretching her as she gradually lowered
herself all the way down.  She continued to crouch over him, riding his
cock as they moved together.

   She smiled down naughtily at him.  "Oh yes Herr Nash, yeeeess., now
please, yes yeeeeesssss." She screamed.  She rode up and down on his cock,
her hands on his shoulders, as she fucked him hard, and her juices flowed
over him.  Tony reached up for her breasts and held them tight, squeezing
and pinching as they moved, quickly he felt himself building to orgasm, and
her legs spread wide, in complete abandonment as Tony made his final
thrust. Eventually she stopped, relaxed, and stood up her legs spread with
one foot either side of him.  She took a towel and wrapped it round her
waist.  "I think we should share the bath now Mein Liebchen." Kneeling down
on the bed she kissed him passionately, and then she ran to the bathroom to
prepare the bath for them both.  There was only the two of them for dinner,
as her husband had sent a courier to say that he would be detained until
morning.

   There was plenty of wine and the lights were low, while Tony was quizzed
continually by Frau Helga, about his contacts with the Fuhrer, and his
relations with Elizabeth, while all the time she quietly extolled the
virtues of her husband, as at the same time she took every opportunity to
tease him, with her voluptuous body.. .

   Tony was in no doubt that he was hopefully, as far as she was concerned,
being invited to put a good word in for her husband in the right quarters.
It came home to Tony that having an entry to the Fuhrer, and anticipated
marriage to his niece resulted in many people assuming that gave him a lot
of influence in the hierarchy of the Nazi Party, but Tony knew that he had
little if any influence, and that he would be quickly discarded when his
publicity value ran out.  However if that was what she hoped or thought,
then he was quite happy to let her think that he had that sort of
influence.

   Her loving ministrations carried on in his bed, for some hours after
dinner, and Tony thoroughly exhausted vaguely remembered her leaving his
bed in the early hours of the morning to return to her own suite..

   At a late breakfast next morning Tony was introduced to the military
governor himself, a fat pompous little man who apologised for his absence.
He made a point several times of hoping that his had entertained Tony
properly, and Tony was left with the distinct impression he was well aware
of how his wife had entertained Tony the previous night, and that he had
probably organized it Tony found it hard to build a mental picture, of this
little pompous little fat man making love to such a beautiful young lady.

   The Governor apologised that he would have to devote himself to military
affairs that morning, but said that a car and escort had been laid on to
take Tony to the coast whenever he was ready "He said.  Unfortunately Mein
Herr; your delayed arrival caused a slight problem with my commitments.  I
would have loved to have spent more time with you, but as you can see I am
a very busy man."

   While Tony would not have minded spending more time with his glamorous
wife he was glad to depart for the coast..

   Next Chapter 10









   The Journey Home Chapter Ten



   The trip to the coast from Brussels was most boring; the escort
consisted of two elderly Wehrmacht soldiers who were not inclined to talk,
and seemed to resent being made to chauffer him.  It was noticeable that he
had no additional escort, and Tony was fairly sure that the Governor
himself had been rather remiss in not providing a stronger escort for him,
and if anything happened to him someone he would surely pay for it knowing
the Nazi hierarchy.

   They were just outside Bruges, on a lonely country road when the car
came to a sudden stop, ostensibly for a hay wagon which had lost a wheel,
and was blocking the road.  The two escorts got out protesting vehemently
to the farmer, with a lot of shouting, and waving of arms, when suddenly,
they were overpowered by about five men.  The car door was opened, and Tony
was roughly dragged out, blindfolded, gagged and his hands bound.  He felt
himself being tossed into the back of a truck of some kind, and covered
with hay.  It seemed about three hours later, that he was hauled out the
truck, and allowed to fall on the ground.  He was forced into some sort of
building, and his blindfold was taken off.  It was a farmhouse kitchen.  He
looked up to see himself surrounded by a number of rough looking men,
obviously partisans and three women who were armed with an assortment of
weapons.

   The men there were arguing about what to do with him, in a mixture of
Flemish and French.  It seemed to Tony, that it was a debate whether to
hang him or shoot him.  Tony was able to understand the conversation, and
politely interrupted in French and said "I am not a traitor I was sent for
a specific task from the UK but the operation was cancelled just after we
got here.  He told them that Janine herself would vouch for him.

   Only one person there seemed to know of Janine, and while a significant
number of the partisans wanted to take no notice and execute him Tony
interrupted their talk, and asked quietly in French.  "Can I speak to your
leader alone please?" There was a large amount of shouting and protests,
but eventually he was left with a middle aged woman.  "Are you the group
leader." he asked.  She said that she was.  He explained briefly that he
needed to get to England as soon as possible.  She laughed and Tony could
see that she was not convinced.  He had to take a chance so he said.  "Will
you take what I have to say in total and absolute confidence?" "Of course,
you are to be executed anyway, so talk while you can." Tony then explained
his mission in detail missing very little out, while she sat and listened.
Fortunately, he could remember the name of the leader of the group, who had
picked them up from the Lysander drop, and he mentioned Janine and Anne-
Marie.  Halfway through, she got up, and gave Tony a glass of water, which
was encouraging.  After a drink she let him continue.

   When Tony had finished, she left the room, and he could hear talking in
the next room.  After about two hours the door opened and Janine came in,
she rushed over to him, and undid his bonds and they embraced.  She turned
to the on looking partisans.  "My friend's thank you, today you have made a
wonderful capture.  We have to get Commander Nash back to England as soon
as possible."

   The relief Tony felt, was probably one of the best feelings he had felt
for a long time.  Janine and Tony spent the next two days almost joined at
the hip.  ^Tony wanted Janine to go back to England with him, but her
parents would not hear of it, but having got Tony`s address in England her
parents agreed that after the war they would allow Janine to visit him. 
They just wanted to be with each other so much.  She told him that she had
seen him in Brussels, and that they had set up an ambush to capture him, on
the main road to Oostende, but it had failed as his drivers had taken a
back road, and it was just good fortune that this group had managed to
capture him.  They had killed both his two escorts, and taken their
uniforms and side arms.

   He was quizzed about his trip to Burchesgarten and Hitler by the group.
He answered as honestly as he could about everything he had seen there. 
Janine was a bit cynical, about his explanation of his betrothal to
Elizabeth.  He told her that he had taken the opportunity as it arose, but
he had to admit that he did have some feelings for Elizabeth at first as he
thought that basically she was quite a nice woman.

   The next evening, now in civilian clothes, he was taken to a field some
20 Kilometers' away, to await his pick up.  It was about 11.30 at night
when the Lysander came into land.  It turned round into the wind ready to
take off without stopping.  The plane had barely come to a halt when two
ladies jumped out, and some packages were tossed out on to the grass, and
he was halfway through the open door when there was a burst of firing. 
Tony was hit in both legs, but a pair of strong hands hastily dragged him
into the plane, as the plane started its run to take off..  His presence
took the crew by surprise, he as instantly recognized, as his photograph
had been well publicized in the press, but his explanation was weak, as he
told them his defection was a sham, and he had been on a secret mission. 
It was partially accepted and the fact that they half believed his story of
being a double agent, it seemed to them to be partially credible.  It was
obvious that his name had been vilified in the popular press, and Lord
Haw-Haw had made the most of his defection on his daily radio broadcasts.

   As he talked, the co-pilot had been attending to his wounds and had
managed to stop the bleeding.  On landing at an airfield in the south of
England, he was met by two military policemen and escorted to the base
hospital.  He was handcuffed to the bed in a secure room and had a guard of
two military policemen.

   After a few hours an intelligence officer visited him, and Tony asked
him to contact Mr.  Broughton, at the Admiralty, and or Captain S/M at
Portsmouth, who would vouch for his identity, and confirm the operation
that he had been assigned.  He was however, kept under lock and key, for
another 24 hours until Mr.  Broughton arrived, together with the Staff
Officer Submarines from the Submarine Base at Portsmouth. .

   The following day, he was transferred to a secure military hospital near
Gloucester.  It was in a large park in a facility normally reserved for
VIP's.  He was kept in a single room, and all his uniforms and personal
possessions were returned to him, and he noted that all his uniforms had
now been altered, and now had the three wide rings of a full Commander. 
Tony went through three days of intensive de-briefing, with officers from
the various branches of the intelligence service.

   However, he did refuse to tell them the purpose of his mission,
insisting that they got the details direct from the Admiralty if they
needed to know.  Tony was well aware that if the Germans knew what his
mission was, and that it had been cancelled they would guess that somehow
Britain had got the codes they needed, and that could be disastrous.

   Tony's cousin Jean visited him at the hospital.  The news that he had
defected, had been a terrible shock to her, and she was so relieved that he
was not the traitor everyone believed him to be.  She told him that she too
had been vilified by a number of newspapers, and people as she was related
to him, and many narrow minded people regarded her as a traitor as well. 
No-one from the admiralty had in any way done anything to alleviate her
anxiety.

   The fact that Jean and he had been brought up very much like brother and
sister, by her parents.  had meant that of course they were close.  The
fact that Jean was desperately in love with him was a secret she had kept
to herself.

   His parents during his later school years seeing the first signs of the
Nazi movement in Germany, had elected to leave him with his Aunt in
England, so as not to disrupt his schooling any further, and so he had
completed his education in the UK.

   Meanwhile immediately pre-war Tony's parents were overseas, carrying on
their duties in the diplomatic service.  Unfortunately they had been
tragically killed in a car accident whilst holidaying in Bermuda just
before the outbreak of the war.  His legacy from his parents had been the
adjoining farm to Jeans.  Her farm had also been left to her by her
parents, before their death.  She had continued in his absence to run both
farms as one unit.  The farm belonging to Tony, was known as Lower Hill
Farm, the farmhouse had been let to a number of residents over the years,
while Jean worked the land.  Tony was aware that he had to be very careful
what he said to Jean, as his mission had been covered by the Official
Secrets Act, and fortunately she was sensible enough to understand that had
to be the case.

   About a week after he had returned he was again visited by Mr. 
Broughton who gave him confirmation that his Victoria Cross had been
reinstated, and that as he had guessed, his rank of Commander also
re-instated with instant effect.  He was pleased at that news.  Mr. 
Broughton did however tell him, to his utter dismay " Their Lordships have
decided that you are no longer eligible for sea service during the European
hostilities.  If you were captured by the Germans now, you would be shot as
a spy, and you are too valuable to allow that to happen" "What happens to
me now?" he asked.  "Well you go on sick leave in a week or so, for about
three months, and you are being allowed to wear civvy clothes for the time
being for security reasons.  You will be kept under close surveillance by
special branch, as they understand the IRA have been asked to assassinate
you by the Nazi's.  If they did, it would restore some credibility to the
Nazi regime, and they could boast that they could get to you, even in this
country.  There are a number of pending appointments under consideration,
in which your experience will be vital especially in the Submarine
Service."

   Tony could see that Mr.  Broughton was trying to say something and was
having some difficulty in saying it.  But then he said.  "Tony I have some
bad news for you I am afraid.  Your whole family in Berlin have been
rounded up and taken away by the Gestapo as a reprisal, for you deceiving
them.  It is something I should have taken into account before asking you
to take the assignment.  In addition, your friend Janine was killed t the
time of your departure, as somehow the Germans found out about your
departure and they tried to stop you."

   Tony was heartbroken, but his only faint consolation was, that as his
cousin Greta was attached to the Gestapo she might be able to ensure their
long term safety in some way The following day, the announcement of his
safe return was made to the press.  His whereabouts, was kept from the
press for obvious reasons, and the war office issued a D notice on any
further articles concerning his activities or location.  His public
relations was kept very low key and he was ably assisted by a very young
attractive lady called Joan Hanley from the admiralty, who organised the
press release, and who managed the few interviews that the press were
allowed.  At first he thought she was from the press office, but as time
went on, he realised that she was actually attached to one of the
intelligence branches.  She spent a lot of time with him, but always left
him when he had visitors, unless she was asked to stay.  One night, it was
close to midnight when she came to his room, he was half awake when he saw
her.  At first she just stood in the doorway just looking at him.

   She looked quite beautiful and sexy in the moonlight.  She was dressed
in a white silk dressing gown which seemed to have a magical silver glimmer
to it in the bright moonlight.  He noticed that she was in her bare feet.
She seemed to glide across the room, and sat on the edge of his bed, and he
could just smell the fragrance she was wearing.  She smiled down at him. 
"Can't you sleep either ?" Joan asked.  "I guess you have had quite a
traumatic time, haven't you.?  It must have been terrible for you, having
to watch everything you do, and say, knowing full well that the Gestapo
could pounce at any time." Then after a few moments, taking Tony a bit by
surprise.  She lay down alongside him on the bed, and put her head on his
pillow.  Her lips were but a few inches away from his.

   "I am going to stay with you until you go home, because the more we
talk, the more you will possibly remember about your experiences.  You are
an intelligent man, and you know full well, without me telling you, that
your subconscious memory, can suddenly remember things you thought you had
forgotten.  I need to be here when that happens because all these snippets
are so important to the war effort" "Yes Joan I know that, and right now,
unless you get off this bed my subconscious memory has just remembered what
having sex with a beautiful lady like you is like." She laughed.  "You see
I told you - didn't I?  You see Tony we are making progress already.  The
boss told me to get close to you, but he did not say how close, so I have
to use my own initiative." Then she put her free arm round his neck and
kissed him, softly at first, and then with increasing passion.  To his
dismay, she then slid off the bed, and stood up.  But instead of leaving
him, she quickly took off her dressing gown and nightdress and she slid
into bed under the bedclothes with him.

   "It was nice for him to cuddle up to a nice warm woman.  "You see how we
are already making progress Tony." She said.  "But it would be much better
if you had no pyjamas on." Soon with her assistance she had him as naked as
she was.  "Jokingly Tony said " Is this one of those dirty tricks you
people use to make suspects talk?" "Yup darling.  Pillow talk is full of
value.  So start talking." Her hand was following his body down to his
groin "That's better Tony" As she spoke her hand was taking his erection in
her hand.  "Ooh yes," she sighed as her small hand began to caress his
thickening cock.  Tony opened his thighs to allow her exploring hands
greater access.  "Oh, I like it," he moaned.  As he took her in his arms,
and started to kiss her face, her eyes and nibble her ears.  It was the
early hours of the morning, when Joan left him before the night staff did
their rounds.  He slept soundly for several hours after that.

   The End of Part One

   Note Part 2 is being rewritten.  Tony finds that he is a hunted man even
back in England.  And of course knowing Tony he soon finds plenty of
willing ladies to keep him happy. .