Chapter Three
After the meeting had ended, Major Grimes and Missy followed the lieutenant colonel from the room and over into his corner office a couple of doors away.
Lieutenant Colonel Horvath took a seat behind his large desk and gestured for the two of them to sit in some comfortable leather chairs in front of that desk.
“All right now, Major Grimes,” began the lieutenant colonel.
He was now able to clearly identify the awards which Missy was wearing and he was very curious.
“I know you enjoy telling me how I’m not cleared to know very much of what your unit is doing.
But surely, you can explain how it is possible for this young woman to be in your unit.
I can see she has more combat medals than anyone in my command, which rather boggles my mind. ”
Major Grimes smiled and said, “Lieutenant McCrea has been assigned to Team Twenty-Two for the last three years and she has earned those awards during several of our unit’s earlier missions. The details concerning those missions are classified, however.”
Raising his eyebrows in surprise, the lieutenant colonel asked, “If she’s been in your unit for three years, how could she just now be graduating from West Point?”
Major Grimes looked at Missy and said, “I’ll let you explain that, Lieutenant.”
Missy nodded and said, “Sir, I joined Team Twenty-Two after my first year at the academy. That was as a Private First Class back then. The Army had asked me to volunteer for a special study they were doing concerning women in combat roles. They made several exceptions so that could be possible, including agreeing I could return to the academy whenever possible. Thus, while serving as an enlisted member of this unit I managed to complete subsequent semesters back at West Point while there on TDY.” TDY was the military’s acronym for Temporary Duty.
The lieutenant colonel noted there was a gold star affixed to her Jump Wings which designated at least five combat jumps.
Four of her nine ribbons were for the Silver Star, the Bronze Star with “V” device, the Army Commendation Medal with “V” device and oak leaf cluster, and the Purple Heart with oak leaf cluster.
Oak leaf clusters designated a second award of that medal while the “V” device was for valor.
He said, “You’re saying these combat medals were earned while you were performing missions in between your semesters?
” Seeing she was also wearing a unit citation award, he went on to ask, “Which unit citation is that?”
“Yes, sir, each summer when I was not back at the academy, I participated in several combat operations over here in the Mid-East. My unit citation is for Campaign Angel’s Wing which was during that first summer, when I volunteered to participate in the Army’s women in combat study.”
The lieutenant colonel was well aware of that campaign and had served as a major in Afghanistan himself during that. He knew the Special Forces had played a huge role in helping the Afghan forces defeat the Taliban. He asked, “Were you wounded while fighting during that campaign?”
Major Grimes answered, “Sir, she was carried off the battlefield with three bullet wounds. Her bronze star was for going back out under fire, despite already being wounded, and saving the lives of two of her team members. She was shot again while doing so. Hence, one of her Purple Hearts.”
The lieutenant colonel was impressed. He said, “And these missions are all highly classified. I see. I have to say, this is remarkable.” He stared into Missy’s deep green eyes and was mesmerized.
He asked, “What was your rank when you finally received your commission? Obviously, the Army’s study concerning women in combat has determined certain women like you are indeed very capable. ”
“I was a Staff Sergeant E-6 earlier this month when I finally graduated from the academy,” replied Missy. “Amongst my accomplishments there I was recognized for becoming fluent in several foreign languages.”
Major Grimes laughed and said, “Yes, in addition to her learning Pashto, Farsi, Spanish and Russian, Lieutenant McCrea finished in the top ten percent of her class. She also got the trophy for Best Marksmanship as well as another trophy for Most Valuable Service to Athletics during her Career as a Cadet. There was a reason she was selected by the Army for that study three years ago and she has more than demonstrated that was a good choice for them to make.”
“Hence all the exceptions and waivers they’ve made on her behalf.
Okay, I think I understand now,” said the lieutenant colonel with a big smile.
“I can also appreciate why General Hingham has decided to have his QRF unit located here at Izmir. Her being fluent in Russian will certainly be helpful. No doubt your future missions will likely be up north rather than down below in the Mid-East.”
Major Grimes nodded and said, “Yes, we were acting as CENTCOM’s QRF and now we are doing that for EUCOM. The support which the Air Force provides us is most appreciated, sir.”
They continued to chat pleasantly with Lieutenant Colonel Horvath for several minutes and then were finally dismissed.
As they made their way back to Team Twenty-Two’s headquarters, Major Grimes said, “That went well, Missy! The colonel’s eyes were obviously opened when he realized what an amazing soldier you have been and will continue to be.
I sense our unit will be accorded a little more respect from him and his people now. ”
Missy chuckled and said, “That’s great, sir! Glad to have helped with that.”
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Friday, May 27, 2022
Missy teleported into the luxury apartment in Moscow which she had forced Yury Borisovich to maintain for her as his fake mistress and she got dressed for the evening.
She now had an accumulation there of many expensive gowns, shoes, accessories and jewelry items along with her fake identification documents (passport, driver’s license, etc.) as Missy Kabachnik.
She also had credit cards and bank accounts in that name.
Her account at the bank in Cyprus where Yury was depositing three hundred thousand euros for her every month had now grown to almost a million in U.S. dollars.
Yury was a Russian oligarch, a billionaire who had no choice but to agree to all her demands due to the proof which she held which showed him to be a traitor.
While he had not really made those banking transactions (the SOD Group had made them) he had no way to prove that and thus he was completely at her mercy.
Otherwise, he would be disgraced, his assets would be seized and he no doubt would be killed soon thereafter.
The current regime in Russia did not tolerate those whom they viewed as being traitors.
It had been almost three weeks since Yury had last seen her and she knew he was anxiously waiting to again bring her out and show her off.
Although he hated the predicament he was in, he had benefited greatly by their association.
His investments had grown significantly thanks to her influence.
And, now that Russia had invaded Ukraine, his importance to the regime was greater than ever.
The military relied on his businesses for goods such as equipment and pharmaceuticals as well as for the transportation of those items. Further, the government needed the funding which his energy exports brought them.
China, in particular, was importing his liquified petroleum gas which he was providing them using his railcars.
Thanks to all the visibility and publicity which Missy had gained as Yury’s celebrity mistress, she could present herself to Russian society in ways which would never have been possible otherwise.
She was famous there now with Bonafide’s as a former college girl from Izhevsk, a city seven hundred and fifty miles east of Moscow and the capital of the Udmurt Republic.
There was no reason for anyone to believe she might possibly be a spy.
Like in Ireland, many people of Udmurt descent were redheads.
They even celebrated that at an annual festival.
Thus, Missy was trusted to have won Yury’s attention (his previous three mistresses had all been redheads) and she was now well known to many important Russian leaders in both the military and the government.
In particular, the Defense Minister Sergey Fradkof wanted to join Yury whenever he went out and had Missy with him.
When Yury knocked on her door, she opened it so he could see her recognize it was him.
She then closed the door to remove the chain which had still been attached.
She liked having him aware she always kept that chain on her door.
Although he had a key to the place, he would not be able to just barge in on her.
Then she opened the door wide and welcomed him inside.
“I trust this outfit will be appropriate for our going to the Propaganda once again,” said Missy. “Do you like it?” The Propaganda was one of Moscow’s famous nightclubs and they had often gone there for dinner and drinks, meeting Yury’s friends and business associates.
Thanks to Lisa and Marie, who were able to remotely access her mobile phone which she always left on and kept plugged in at the apartment while she was away, she and Yury had been exchanging text messages.
Thus, she knew of their plans. Some texts had actually been from her while many had been created for her with the help of Captain Novikov at the SOD Group.
Missy knew where he was taking her and who many of the guests were whom they would be seeing once there.
“Missy, as always, you look gorgeous,” exclaimed Yury.
“Your many fans as well as the paparazzi will not be disappointed.” As usual, when observing Missy strut about in a revealing gown, with her voluptuous curves on display for all to see, he was getting aroused.
He knew it would be yet another night when his testicles would be aching from his prolonged arousal without relief by the time the evening ended.
Missy sensed this, of course, and was quite satisfied.
She had drawn in a great deal of energy while in her spirit state such that when she finally manifested back in her human form, her body had actually gained some weight.
Yeah, her boobs and her ass were much bigger thus making her appear very voluptuous indeed.
She referred to this version of herself as her “Moscow body”.
Not only did it help with her role as Yury’s mistress but, combined with all the glamourous makeup which she was wearing, photos of her hopefully would not get recognized by any of the many WIJO leaders and Iranian leaders whom she had confronted during the past three years.
“Is the Defense Minister still planning to join us tonight, Yury?” she asked.
“Oh, yes! He claims nothing relieves all the stress which he experiences in his very important job like being in your presence. Spending an evening being entertained by you always helps rejuvenate him.” Yury sighed.
His many businesses had benefitted greatly thanks to the positive influence and recommendations which the Defense Minister had been providing ever since his meeting Missy.
Once again, Yury was frustrated by the fact his own relationship with Missy was fake rather than real.
“Very good, then!” exclaimed Missy. “Let’s go help him and all your other good buddies forget all about their stressful lives, pillaging and plundering from the good people here in Russia as well as from those in other countries who can also be taken advantage of.
” Missy enjoyed taunting him like this in private.
Yury sighed once again, very accustomed now to her satirical sense of humor at his expense. Then they proceeded down to his limo and headed over to the nightclub.
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Upon arrival, they were led over to Yury’s usual table where he always hosted the entire dinner plus drinks the entire evening for all his guests. The cost was miniscule when compared to all the monetary benefits which his businesses would receive as a result of his apparent generosity.
The Defense Minister Sergey Fradkof was indeed there and had brought two special guests with him, both key leaders in the current regime. He greeted Missy warmly, saying, “Missy Kabachnik, where have you been? We have all missed you, my dear. Let me introduce you to my good friends.”
After the introductions were made, he went on to announce, “I want to be the first to give a toast tonight. Russia is winning its special military operation over in Ukraine and we are all once again able to celebrate that with Yury’s beautiful mistress, Missy Kabachnik!
” He raised his glass of vodka high in the air and once everyone gathered there had done likewise, he consumed his drink in a single gulp.
Missy joined the others in also downing their shot of vodka in a single gulp and then following that with a bite of zakuska (an assortment of cold appetizers, snacks and savory dishes) which had already been arranged on the large circular table.
Another evening of revelry had begun and was off to a good start. It would become progressively noisier and more boisterous once the dinner had been eaten and the serious drinking had gotten underway. Missy was the only woman there and, as always, she would drink the rest of them under the table.
She made it a point, while making it very clear she belonged to Yury, to spend some time with each of the other guests, allowing them to lustfully appreciate her teasingly seductive manner while she played up to their very male egos.
She was an excellent listener, of course, and was able to pry many interesting secrets from each of them.