In considering the choices, Alex decided that making the switch at the concert offered the best chance of success, and he began making plans with his colleagues from MI6 to pull it off.
The concert would be of none other than Emma Rodriguez, the international sensation. Although a good decade or more older than him, Alex had a thing for Emma ever since he was 12 years old -- as did most of the males in Western Civilization. Not only was her music great, but she was the very embodiment of sexy and had eyes that seemed to want to pull you into her bedroom, even through photographs or in a concert of thousands.
When Alex learned that K'han was similarly a Rodriguez fan and that the switch would take place in Emma's dressing room after the concert, he was surprised. "Who do we have working at the concert who could pull off something like that?" he asked. Mrs. Jones just smiled and said, "You'd be surprised."
As the time for the concert approached, Alex rode to the concert site with Davis and Cooper, two field operatives for MI6. Davis is a portly man in his fifties, and Alex wondered how he could possibly handle the physical challenges of field work. Cooper, on the other hand, is a very fit woman in her mid-thirties who, Alex noted, looked remarkably like one of those stern librarian types he had always fantasized would tie him up and punish him for keeping a book past its due date. In fact, he was just thinking about ways he wouldn't mind being punished by Cooper, when he realized she was speaking to him.
"I'm sorry," said Alex, hoping Cooper hadn't caught him staring at the way her short skirt came up so high on her thighs as she sat in the car next to him. "What did you say, Cooper?"
"I said we're going to have to wait until just the right time to pull off the switch. B'lail will undoubtedly be nearby at all times, and we don't want to give him any reason to be suspicious."
"B'lail will be near, even when K'han comes backstage to meet Emma Rodriguez? Is he a fan, too?"
"He may be, but that's beside the point. K'han and B'lail have essentially been together ever since B'lail was sworn into K'han's service years ago."
"Must be awkward if K'han wants to go on a date," Alex observed.
Davis chuckled. "I don't think K'han goes on many 'dates'... At least, not the way you define them."
"What do you mean? His file said he had quite a reputation with the girls at school."
"When you are a royal billionaire, you do things differently. Dating is all about trying to impress the other person. K'han doesn't have to do that; everyone is already impressed."
Alex tried to take that in. "Still, I wouldn't want a servant hanging around when I wanted to be alone with a girl. Some thing are best done without an audience," said Alex, suddenly aware that he was staring at Cooper's low-cut blouse.
"Well, it's different with royalty, Alex," responded Davis. "Besides, I don't think B'lail serves as an 'audience'."
Alex was just about to ask Davis what he meant by that when they suddenly arrived at the concert. Slipping in through a back door, they made their way unobserved to a door marked with a star and bearing the name "Emma Rodriguez."
"We're going in Emma's dressing room?" Alex asked with astonishment. "She's bound to see us make the switch if we do it here."
Davis looks at you, surprised. "Of course she will. She's helping us, after all."
Slowly, realization dawns on Alex. "Emma Rodriguez works for MI6?"
Cooper nods. "She's not exactly an agent, but she does work for us. She got into a little trouble a few years ago for a little matter with an underage groupie. Blunt offered her a chance to make it all go away if she would agree to help us from time to time."
Alex wondered if Blunt hadn't actually been the one to arrange for the underage groupie to meet Emma in the first place.
Cooper checks his watch. "It's almost time. We're going to wait in these closets until Emma can sedate K'han. Then we'll have just a few minutes for you to trade clothes with him and make the switch. Now, we only have two closets, and there are three of us. Alex, you're with me... Unless you'd prefer to share a closet with Agent Cooper, that is."
Stuffing himself in a tiny closet with chubby Agent Davis is the last thing Alex wants to do, but at the same time, he realizes that being in a tiny closet with Cooper will mean that bodily contact will be unavoidable. As pleasurable as that would be, Alex knows he needs to be focused for this mission, and he can't imagine emerging from that closet in any condition other than extremely horny. He's confident that won't be the case if he is pressed up against Davis.
Still, the closet Cooper is heading to does have the better view of the dressing room, so there is a strategic reason why he ought to be there. |