TotallySpies Porno Story: Completely Spies Drugs are so 1960s Chapter Three

Alex stared out of the window of the whoop jet. Below
she could make out the bustling streets of Manhattan. She anticipated the
impending fall out of the plane that she and her friends would experience.
After all Jerry could never just land at an airport or something. She
looked over too her friends. Sam was reading a book and Clover was thinking
of ways to protect her hair from the effect of falling ninety feet from an
airplane. Alex had been a little disappointed at her inability to
effectively use a gun but it didnt matter now. Suddenly their seats rolled
back. I think weve reached our stop! Sam said as she watched the floor
in front of her roll away. Then the seats they sat in slowly began to tip
forward. Well here we go again, Alex said, closing her eyes as the seat
belts that were the only thing between them and the ground let go. I hate
it when Jerry does this to us!!! Clover yelled as they plummeted to the
ground. The parachutes, theyd been given earlier, opened violently. The
girls were surprised by the suddenness of their opening. Jerry definitely
owes me a trip to the hair salon! Clover yelled loudly trying to hold her
ruined hair due in place. The three of them touched down in a small back
alley. Leave it to Jerry to pick a perfect place to touch down, Sam said,
removing her parachute. Perfect, my butt, look at all this garbage,
Clover exclaimed as she took off hers. Whered you want to touch down?
Central park? I think theyd notice three girls parachuting in from a
stealth plane, Sam answered sarcastically. Whatever, Clover replied with
a wave of her hand. Alex just giggled at the little squabble between her
friends as she took off her own parachute. Then they stepped out onto the
streets. Immediately they got the sense of the crowded New York streets.
People walked in every which way and in typical fashion seemed not to
notice them. I guess Jerry was counting on the fact that New Yorkers never
seem to pay attention to anything, Alex wondered aloud. Now, where is
this hotel were supposed to stay at? It better be over three stars,
Clover asked. Sam thought a moment, This way. The girls followed Sam to a
large building with WHOOP written on the top. I dont get. How can Jerry
run a secret organization with advertising like that? Alex asked. Its
his front. Remember his cover is that he runs a hotel. Well it must be
several looking at that, Sam answered. The agencys underground while the
hotels above ground, but like I said it better be over 3 stars, Clover
said, joining the discussion. Hey stop complaining were staying there for
free arent we? Sam said. I know thats what Im afraid of, Clover
replied flippantly.

The girls stepped into the lobby and were
surprised at how spartan it was. It was basically the usual whoop fare,
blue walls. Soda machines lined the far wall and couches were placed here
and there. The floor was matted with plush blue carpeting. The girls walked
up to the desk. Hi we have a coupon for a free room. Could we redeem
this? Sam asked. The receptionist nodded. Sam reached into her pocket and
pulled the coupon out and laid it down. The receptionist read it over and
then she reached over to the back wall and grabbed a key. She handed it to
Sam. Here you are Agent Simpson, Clover was especially surprised to here
the agent before Sams last name. Sam took the key, Thank you. Have a
nice day. With that Sam turned around and headed for the elevators
followed, off course, by Clover and Alex. Clover was ready to ask her a
question but Alex beat her too it. Hey, Sammy how did they know we were
spies? Its written on the coupon thing, Sam replied as they rang for
the elevator. Yeah but is it such a good idea to tell that to ordinary
people? Alex asked. Well Alex its like this. You know how whoops front
is a hotel? Well you see the employees are spies too so its alright,
Clover answered. Sam was a little surprised to hear Clover do some of the
explaining when she was just as baffled. By this time the elevator had
reached the ground floor. They stepped inside. Sam looked at her key which
listed the room number and floor. She pressed fifth floor. The elevator
door slid closed. Within moments they found themselves on the fifth floor
which in true whoop fashion had blue carpet but white walls. Im really
getting sick of the color blue, Clover commented. The girls noted the
number order on the door and soon found their room. Sam slipped the key
into the door. It fit like a glove. She turned it and unlocked the room
then walked in to check it out. It was your simple hotel room. It had three
beds along the right wall, a bathroom door before those. Across from the
beds was a table and next to that, a dresser with a TV on top of it. The
girls got settled relaxed for a while then got ready to hit the streets.

The girls stepped out of the hotel at about eight
oclock pm. It was just starting to get dark. So where are we supposed to
meet this contact person? Clover asked. Sam pulled out her com-powder and
opened it. She accessed the mission info. It says here hell be waiting
for us near a back alley about twelve blocks from here. Near the
Cathedral, She stated. Then lets go girlfriends! Alex said cheerfully.
The girls walked at a brisk pace. The streets were rather deserted in
contrast to their usual activeness. The girls came close to their
rendezvous point. There was only one person there, a brown haired man
wearing a black trench coat and black sunglasses. Agent B.O.B. Good to see
you again, Sam greeted with a smile. Ah-ha Jerry never told me he was
assigning you girls to this mission. With star agents such as yourselves
this mission will be a great success. The girls knew B.O.B. well. Theyd
worked with him on several assignments most notably of these was the Here
Comes the Sun mission as it was called by the spies. So what have you got
for us, Clover asked, getting straight to the point. Ah yes well the
dealer usually shows up around eight-thirty p.m. Then he sets up near that
dumpster for business, B.O.B. explained while pointing out the dumpster
hed just mentioned. Thanks B.O.B. we can take it from here, Sam said,
relieving him of his duties. Very well Ill be staying at the Whoop hotel
so if you need me just call there, B.O.B. replied. Sure thing, see ya
later, Sam said. With that B.O.B. turned and walked off.

Sam surveyed the area. We need a place to hide
then we can stake out the area, Sam stated, putting her finger on her
lower lip in thought. Alex walked over to some old boxes. She leaned closer
and tripped over one falling into the pile. Alex, youre a genius! Cmon
well hide under these, Sam said with a smile. Sure anytime, Alex said
with an embarrassed smile. Clover raised a complaint as Sam arranged the
boxes so they would be better concealed under them You have got to be
kidding. There is no way Im getting in those old moldy boxes, she said
defiantly. Sam grabbed her arm and pulled her in anyway. Too bad someones
coming it may be the drug dealer. We dont have time to find anywhere
else. Clover groaned as she situated herself under the pile of soggy
boxes. The drug dealer was wearing the usual yo clothing. He had long
baggy jeans around his knees and a baggy white shirt down to his knees. He
also wore a Yankees baseball cap. He looked around to ensure he was alone,
then he lifted up his shirt to get at his pocket, exposing his boxers. Alex
cringed at the site of the mans underwear. Ewww over sharing much, she
commented. Sam shushed her. The dealer reached into his pocket and pulled
out several packets. Some were cocaine; others were of a strange red
powder. Sam slipped her com powder out and looked up the red drug in
whoops data-base. Thats it. Thats cardimein, she informed her friends.
They watched for several more moments. Clover sighed in boredom and looked
down. Her eyes spotted a rat crawling from under one of the boxes. Her
instincts took it from there. Clover shot from the boxes and screamed,
RAT!!! Alex followed suit. You idiots he spotted us! Sam yelled in
frustration.

The drug dealer jumped in surprise then quickly shoved his packets
into his pockets and started to run. Hes getting away! Alex yelled.
After him! Sam yelled jumping to her feet. The girls kicked themselves
into high gear rushing after the man who ran deeper into the alley. Do ya
think you could have yelled a little louder, Clover? I dont think he heard
you clearly enough, Sam said sarcastically as they ran. Hey that rat
almost touched me! Clover retorted. Chill guys! Alex said in irritation.
Cmon we almost got him, Sam said as she was just about to pounce of the
fleeing criminal. Suddenly the dealer reached to his other pocket and
pulled a gun. Sam jumped to the side and pressed herself against the brick
wall just before the pistols barrel erupted. A bullet hit the concrete.
Clover and Alex stepped back but not Sam. Oh no, this isnt good
anymore! Alex said urgently. The dealer aimed for Sam again, who in turn
stood her ground. Sam narrowed her eyes in determination. The dealer was
sure he had her this time. He smiled. Sam jumped aside the moment before he
pulled the trigger not giving him enough time to adjust his aim. The bullet
hit the wall. The dealer tried to aim for Sam again but before he could he
felt a powerful kick impact his wrist. The pistol flew to the ground where
it slid on the pavement. Sam rushed to recover the gun before he could. The
dealer knew he was outclassed and tried to make another break for it. But
before he could another kick impacted on him. He crashed to the ground with
Clover standing on top of him. Who says platform shoes are useless? She
quipped.

Clover stepped off
of the dealer, who sat up in a dazed state from his impact on the ground.
Sam approached him, thought up a quick cover story, and then explained it
to him. Alright were with the NYPD. There are a few things we would like
to know. Namely who is your supplier? I didnt know we were with the
NYPD. What is the NYPD? Alex said in confusion. Clover whispered their
story in Alexs ear while Sam listened to the mans reply. The guy sneered
and spoke in a broken form of english ignoring many grammatical rules, You
aint gonna be gettin nothing out of me, sweet cheeks. Sam frowned and
cringed mentally at the degrading title hed slapped on her. Look buddy …
Clover started but Sam shushed her. Sam knew that letting Clover lose her
temper would just make things more difficult. Look if you tell us what we
want to know then were willing to cut you a deal. Well let you go as long
as you agree to give up drug dealing and only if you tell us what we want
to know. Look were giving you a chance to put your life straight. The
dealer remained defiantly silent. Sam figured she could lie to him a little
since it was doubtful he knew law. Cmon its a good deal. The sentence
for carrying a drug like cardmien is life. The guy was silent for a few
more moments. Sam turned to Alex. Fine. Call our squad chief, tell him we
got our man, Sam said to Alex to further her story. Alex understood what
Sam meant for a change. She pretended to reach for a hidden walkie-talkie.
The spies could plainly see the mans now nervous expression. Alright!
Fine, I guess I cant be refusing you then. The due you be wantin runs the
Rite Aid pharmacy down the street from here, the dealer explained. Where
does he get his drugs? Sam asked. Yo, I dont know that. I told you
everything. Now just be lettin me go. Sam knew that was probably all she
was going to get out of the guy. Alright you can go. She said with sigh.
The dealer stood up and walked back toward the alley. He mooned them as
soon he thought he was at a far enough distance. The girls paid no
attention to him. Are we really going to let that creep, go? Alex asked
nervously. As if! Im going to arrange for B.O.B. to have a cop
coincidentally passing by, Clover said opening her com-powder. Are you
sure thats such a good idea? We did promise the guy, Sam said. We
promised him the we wouldnt turn him in ourselves. We never said
anything about a different officer. Besides dont you want to take a drug
dealer off the street? Clover replied. Sam nodded I guess youre right.
We would be saving a few people from possible drug addiction. Clover made
her call while Alex pulled out her own com-powder to check the New York map
and find out where the Rite Aid that they would most likely be visiting
next.