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Berta. Besides, there was that old saw about Hell having no fury like a woman
scorned.
"And I want you," he told her. "Who knows if I will have another chance. The
usual time?"
Berta nodded, her excitement not primarily sexual.What is that about? he
wondered.
He found out. After having sex, they talked, as usual. She thought perhaps he
was getting ready to run away, escape toSwitzerland, and wanted to go with
him. That wasn't it, he told her. He'd gone with Kurgosz through a sort of
gate on the Witches' Ridge, "a hole in space," realizing how preposterous it
must sound, even given the outlandish appearance of the Voitar. And on the
other side, he added, they'd trained him to do a special job.
To his surprise, she merely raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Hmm. And who was it
there," she asked, "who gave you more ass than you could handle?"
"Kurqosz assigned a slave to keep me company, and to tell me things."
"A slave? She must have been something, if you couldn't bring yourself to say
`no more.'"
"She was not an ordinary slave. She was Kurqosz's daughter."
"Kurqosz's daughter? A slave?"
"She's a half-blood, like Tsulgax. She's a slave, but has slaves of her own.
In a way I was one of them."
Berta laughed. "I wish you were my slave! I'd wear you down to
aVogelscheuche!" She leaned against him then, kissed his lips, his shoulders,
his chest, her right hand fondling him until he was ready.
When they were done, they went back upstairs, both of them quiet.
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The next morning he was told to pack, that they'd leave at 1000 hours.
Packing took only a few minutes, then both he and Anna were called to
Landgraf's office for a final briefing. Afterward they were driven to the
military transportation office at the railyard inKempten, where they were met
by an SS 1st lieutenant. His orders identified them as an intelligence team
enroute toEngland; he was to accompany them, get them to the submarine base
atSaint-Nazairethrough any difficulties that might arise. In these times one
could expect difficulties.
Theirs was an army train, mostly freight cars, but with a flak car, three
troopcars, and a sleeper car for officers. Macurdy, Anna, and the lieutenant
were assigned to the sleeper, along with the several officers of coast
artillery replacements.
In peacetime the 650-mile trip would have taken a day. It took them nearly
four, partly because other, strategically more urgent trains were given the
right of way, leaving them on sidings for as long as an hour at a time.
Mostly, however, the problem was bomb damage. The bridge at Breisach had been
knocked out the night before, so they'd detoured south, and crossed theRhineon
the newly repaired bridge at Mullheim. At numerous locations, railyards had
been heavily bombed, and damage, debris, and ongoing repairwork seriously
reduced the rate at which traffic could be moved through, causing long delays.
In other places, temporary bypasses and hasty repairs meant reduced speeds.
The first day, Macurdy wondered what night would bring. Berta had said Anna
had the hots for him, but he'd brushed it off as petulance. Certainly he'd
seen no indication of it, even auric. He was interested despite himself, and
that troubled him. In the army he'd had opportunities for sex fromLittle
RocktoEngland, and had avoided it because he was married. Then there' been
Berta, and a great deal of Rillissa, and having sex with them seemed to have
weakened his resistance. He vowed not to have sex with Anna.
The railroad car had blackout curtains, of course, and at twilight they were
drawn. Atnine o'clockthe corridor lights were dimmed. The lieutenant appraised
Anna. "Fraulein, for security it is necessary that you share a compartment
with one of us." He gestured at Kurt Montag. "Which one do you prefer?" He had
no doubt, of course. Her companion looked like a peasant, limped, and wore a
suit of ill-fitting tweed that looked distinctly British.
She saw through him of course. "I will share this one with Herr Montag," she
said. "We are old friends."
The lieutenant locked his jaw without answering, telling himself she was
thinner than he liked anyway, and nodding curtly, went to the next
compartment.
Anna set the bolt, drew the compartment curtains, and took pajamas and a robe
from her bag. Her aura showed only light sexuality: awareness, not desire. In
fact, she put on her robe, turned her Lack to him, changed clothes beneath it, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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Berta. Besides, there was that old saw about Hell having no fury like a woman
scorned.
"And I want you," he told her. "Who knows if I will have another chance. The
usual time?"
Berta nodded, her excitement not primarily sexual.What is that about? he
wondered.
He found out. After having sex, they talked, as usual. She thought perhaps he
was getting ready to run away, escape toSwitzerland, and wanted to go with
him. That wasn't it, he told her. He'd gone with Kurgosz through a sort of
gate on the Witches' Ridge, "a hole in space," realizing how preposterous it
must sound, even given the outlandish appearance of the Voitar. And on the
other side, he added, they'd trained him to do a special job.
To his surprise, she merely raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Hmm. And who was it
there," she asked, "who gave you more ass than you could handle?"
"Kurqosz assigned a slave to keep me company, and to tell me things."
"A slave? She must have been something, if you couldn't bring yourself to say
`no more.'"
"She was not an ordinary slave. She was Kurqosz's daughter."
"Kurqosz's daughter? A slave?"
"She's a half-blood, like Tsulgax. She's a slave, but has slaves of her own.
In a way I was one of them."
Berta laughed. "I wish you were my slave! I'd wear you down to
aVogelscheuche!" She leaned against him then, kissed his lips, his shoulders,
his chest, her right hand fondling him until he was ready.
When they were done, they went back upstairs, both of them quiet.
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The next morning he was told to pack, that they'd leave at 1000 hours.
Packing took only a few minutes, then both he and Anna were called to
Landgraf's office for a final briefing. Afterward they were driven to the
military transportation office at the railyard inKempten, where they were met
by an SS 1st lieutenant. His orders identified them as an intelligence team
enroute toEngland; he was to accompany them, get them to the submarine base
atSaint-Nazairethrough any difficulties that might arise. In these times one
could expect difficulties.
Theirs was an army train, mostly freight cars, but with a flak car, three
troopcars, and a sleeper car for officers. Macurdy, Anna, and the lieutenant
were assigned to the sleeper, along with the several officers of coast
artillery replacements.
In peacetime the 650-mile trip would have taken a day. It took them nearly
four, partly because other, strategically more urgent trains were given the
right of way, leaving them on sidings for as long as an hour at a time.
Mostly, however, the problem was bomb damage. The bridge at Breisach had been
knocked out the night before, so they'd detoured south, and crossed theRhineon
the newly repaired bridge at Mullheim. At numerous locations, railyards had
been heavily bombed, and damage, debris, and ongoing repairwork seriously
reduced the rate at which traffic could be moved through, causing long delays.
In other places, temporary bypasses and hasty repairs meant reduced speeds.
The first day, Macurdy wondered what night would bring. Berta had said Anna
had the hots for him, but he'd brushed it off as petulance. Certainly he'd
seen no indication of it, even auric. He was interested despite himself, and
that troubled him. In the army he'd had opportunities for sex fromLittle
RocktoEngland, and had avoided it because he was married. Then there' been
Berta, and a great deal of Rillissa, and having sex with them seemed to have
weakened his resistance. He vowed not to have sex with Anna.
The railroad car had blackout curtains, of course, and at twilight they were
drawn. Atnine o'clockthe corridor lights were dimmed. The lieutenant appraised
Anna. "Fraulein, for security it is necessary that you share a compartment
with one of us." He gestured at Kurt Montag. "Which one do you prefer?" He had
no doubt, of course. Her companion looked like a peasant, limped, and wore a
suit of ill-fitting tweed that looked distinctly British.
She saw through him of course. "I will share this one with Herr Montag," she
said. "We are old friends."
The lieutenant locked his jaw without answering, telling himself she was
thinner than he liked anyway, and nodding curtly, went to the next
compartment.
Anna set the bolt, drew the compartment curtains, and took pajamas and a robe
from her bag. Her aura showed only light sexuality: awareness, not desire. In
fact, she put on her robe, turned her Lack to him, changed clothes beneath it, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]