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Foreign influence: part 41

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sixty eight

We left then to return to the house. On the way we persuaded Katharina to go to New York and come back with Maureen and ThreeB for the picnic. She was a bit unsure about going and meeting people she did not know, but I calmed her by telling her, that she would talk to Maureen on the phone beforehand. Now it was time to have a serious chat with Esme. I did not like her plotting at all in this instance. Maybe Grishka was ready in her opinion, but for one I disagreed. And Katharina certainly wasn’t. Angela just looked at me and grinned.
“Oh, my love, I am really going to enjoy what will happen now.”
I just grinned.
“What do you think will happen now?” Katharina asked her.
“I think, for the fist time in her life, the mighty Esmeralda will get to be seriously told off.” Angela giggled.

Foreign influence: part 40

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sixty six

It was a rather subdued Grishka, who returned from the walk on his own. Sasha greeted him back and looked into his eyes then said:
“You feel rejected, because Mamushka and Angela spent the night without you?”
“Yes.”

Foreign influence: part 39

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sixty four

The evening had been a quiet one, all of us more or less exhausted or lost in our own thoughts, but it had nevertheless been a companionable silence. I had had to convince Grishka of the necessity to keep out of the filming with a compromise. We would go together, Grishka, Sasha and I, an hour before meeting Constantin, by which time Sasha and he would be gone and they would keep to Sasha’s bedroom, while the interview was going on. Biggi, on the other hand I wanted to be home to greet Angela and myself as a token to the truth. She had no problem with that, as it was free advertising for her shop. We would keep quiet about the picnic, though.

Foreign influence: part 38

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sixty two

I arrived at Hamburg Hauptbahnhof shortly before midnight. This time I had asked the conductor early to please wake me in case I had fallen asleep, but this time I did not. My thoughts had been with my love. I was so looking forward to holding her again, waking up next to her, caring for her, loving her. I would take some days off, knowing that my team would have my back, as would have Harry and the president. I would definitely need to book at least a couple of sessions with Dr. Baumann, but most of all I wanted to spend time with Angela, Grishka, Sasha and Sergeij. And I also needed to talk to Esmeralda about Agatha and Heinrich in Wiesbaden.

Foreign influence: part 37

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sixty

Arriving at the pension a surprise awaited me: Kathrin. The moment she saw me get out of the taxi she came and embraced me in a tight hug. Then she kissed me gently on both cheeks, twice each. Four kisses for family. I started to cry. She held me at arms length and smiled.
“How can such a deadly woman be such a cry baby?”
She got a tissue from her bag and started cleaning the tears off my face. Another time I was glad not to have put any make-up on.
“Oh Monika,” she sighed “you are so sweet.”
“Kathrin!” I whispered “you want to say good bye in person?”
“Of course, you silly girl. After all I have to thank you and Marina and that amazing daughter of yours for? There was no way I’d let you go without a kiss. I am going to take you to the station in Frankfurt, Angel.”
She giggled.
“And then I am coming back here to try and seduce that sidekick of yours.”

Tiffany's Deal - Chapter 3

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Chapter Three - The Turn

Tiffany is made an offer she can't really refuse which reunites her with some shady people from her past. She is intrinsic to their plan to defraud some rich gamblers but of course there is no honor amongst thieves..

Tiffany's Deal - Chapter 2

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Chapter Two - The Flop

Backstory which tells how Tiffany is forced out of home and lives with her Aunt Shelley and Uncle Remy who teaches more than just card tricks before evicting her. She then falls in with Raffe who changes the course of her life.

Tiffany's Deal

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Tiffany is a high class call girl who moonlights as a poker dealer. After being caught rigging a game of Texas holdem she is fired but another opportunity comes her way. This four part story is the tale of a young transsexual girl who overcomes adversity and goes from being used to a position of power.

Tiffany's Deal - Chapter 1

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Chapter One - The Deal

Tiffany is a high class call girl who moonlights as a poker dealer. After being caught rigging a game of Texas holdem she is fired but another opportunity comes her way. This four part story is the tale of a young transsexual girl who overcomes adversity and goes from being used to a position of power.

Foreign influence: part 36

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fifty eight

Sasha had not rung so far, so I was wondering if she had anything arranged yet. I really wanted to have a nice night out. Especially for Martin and Kathrin. As I rang the flat from Heinrich’s desk I got Kathrin on the line.
“Hi Monika, I just got in the door. What is happening?”
“I am wrapping things up, Kathrin. I managed to avoid a press conference, but I’ll have to go to Karlsruhe the day after tomorrow to give one with Dr. Winter, the Generalbundesanwalt.”
“Oh, where is Martin?”
“I have managed to keep him here for you for another couple of days, Honey.”

Foreign influence: part 35

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fifty six

I was about to call everyone together, when Chris turned up with the mayor of Wiesbaden and the minister of the interior of Hessen in tow. It was two in the afternoon. He introduced me to both of them and I asked them into Wagenhuber’s office, where they wanted a short summary of what all this was about, so I gave them an abbreviated history of the case against the Russian gang, the violence of them and how Holtusen’s intervention had led to Angela’s assassination. I gave them the details of how Marina and I had arrested the pimp in our effort to gather material against Holthusen and how that had led to the discovery of the corruption and the involvement of internal affairs. Finally I advised them against a press conference.

Foreign influence: part 34

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fifty four

The next morning, waking up in the arms of Grishka another time, was bliss. He was awake already, having been able to sleep on the plane, so I was looking into his eyes lifting my head from his chest when I woke up. He smiled.
“Good morning little woman,” he said softly “You went out like a light last night.”
“Things rolled over me like a run away freight train, after Marina and I arrested that pimp at the casino.” I replied yawning.
“Well, nothing that a bit of a cuddle and a good breakfast wouldn’t cure, I am sure.” he said, pulling me back into a loving embrace.
“Hmmm.” I hummed into his chest, relishing his smell.

A New Life

Kelly wipes the sweat from his forehead. He looks up as people moved about at the park. He was lucky to get a job at Universal Studios Hollywood. He had found himself in Los Angeles, California hoping he could find a job and start a new life. The small town he lived in with his family and what they did to him, was the reason he left.

Foreign influence: part 33

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fifty two

I did not take long to get back to the station, where Sasha and Anna were waiting for us anxiously. Sasha was more afraid for Sergeij, I thought. I was sure she had not planned for to him take any part in this. And, what I expected, she went to embrace him first, but Anna went straight for Marina, seeking her protection. Geraldine was smiling as she came to look into my eyes saying:
“If your daughter is to be believed you are an angel in disguise, Monika.”
I could not help some tears ruining the rest of my make-up.

Foreign influence: part 32

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fifty one

Marina’s encouragement really helped. She was becoming such a lovely friend.
“Honey,” I said “Kathrin has called Sasha, who is now on the way here with Sergeij. She should be meeting with Kathrin in an hour or so. I want you to go and be there for Anna and guide Sasha in what we want to know. And, of course, to give Kathrin my heartfelt thanks. If you can, please give a short report to Harry over the phone? The situation here seems under control. The pimp and Wagenhuber are being locked up at the MEK under Geraldine’s control. She has been put under my command until this is sorted by her boss and so has Joachim.”
“Wow, Moni, you have more people under your command now than your previous boss, I suppose.”
“I hope he never hears of this. He’d have a stroke now, if I was still under his command.”
“Just as well that the President, Dr. Heemann and Dr.Winter trust your instinctive decisions as much as the logically reasoned ones. How did you find out about the corruption here?”
“Pure intuition, Marina.”

Foreign influence: part 31

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forty nine

The sergeant sorted and the station sealed I decided to ring Kathrin. She obviously had been waiting for a message as she picked up the phone and said:
“Hello, this is Kathrin, is that you, Marina?”
“No, Kathrin, it is me, Monika.”

Foreign influence: part 30

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forty seven

All three of them, Gerhard, Karl and Martin seemed for the first time to get a glimpse, of what we had been through in this case. Karl shook himself and looked into my eyes as he asked:
“Who trained you, Monika?”
“Well,” I replied “There is a who and also a what. I was on loan to NYPD once, due to my good English with a proper UK accent, posing as a European buyer on a drug bust. The who is Special agent in charge Washington Farmer, who’s called ThreeB in the NY underworld as in Bad Black Bastard.”
“I see,” Karl said “that explains the Smith and Wesson and the Glock and ammo.”
“That was also where I got my first experiences of violent and heavily armed gangs.”
Karl smiled.
“Well, girl, things fall into place now.” He paused “Where do we go from here?”

Foreign influence: part 29

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forty five

After the call back to ThreeB and Grishka Marina and I took Anna back to the lovely little pension we had found and she was over awed about the way we treated her. She was a lovely girl underneath, but well and truly not quite fifteen yet. I wished my Sasha was here, but she needed her undisturbed time with Sergeij. To my surprise Marina took me aside, once Anna was comfortably settled in my bed.
“Moni,” she started “I think I am beginning to understand, what makes you so happy to have Sasha. Anna is such a lovely girl, really, I fear I am developing motherly feelings here.”

Never Wanted To Be A Girl Chp.9

Raven drags herself through the front door. She was soaked to the bone from the rain. The day had started off nice and sunny. It was just a little chilly when she left to go to work early this morning.

She hadn’t noticed the storm clouds, till after lunch. The garage was doing good, so Jordan cooked food for everyone. He cooked on a homemade grill he kept behind the garage. It was a simple lunch of hot dogs, bratwurst and hamburgers. There was a chef salad that Jerry made, there was potato salad and macaroni salad as well. Of course, there was beer and soda.

Foreign influence: part 28

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forty three

Harry and Annmarie left soon after that and Marina and I spent some time with my love, before it was time to go home.
“What are you going to do tomorrow, my love?” Angela enquired.
“I am going to the airport to meet the US-Marshalls, who are coming to collect the assassin. I think they are going to be very happy to have him finally. He must have quite a list of kills they want him for.”

Foreign influence: part 27

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forty one

That organised I sat back to think about Mrs. Myers. How could one be so obedient to stupid religious rules? Was there not enough evidence in the world, that giving the other cheek never led anywhere good? Vlad would have loved that. In fact, I thought, he was the perfect example of the flaws of that kind of thinking. I could relate to Gandhi's passive resistance, but Catholicism had always seemed bordering on silly to me, be it the interdiction of the pill or abortion or the infallibility of the pope, after centuries of corrupt and lecherous ones … but well, belief you cannot discuss, not like knowledge. And that humanity seems to have rejected now for millennii.

Foreign influence: part 26

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thirty nine

Another night in the arms of my friend and future lover did wonders to my spirit. It was so nice to be able to move freely without any fear of causing a strange reaction seeing me naked. Grishka was a wonder of patience and I actually surprise myself, too, being so very restrained with anything but and occasional kiss. But both of us knew it was worth the wait. When he had showered I sent Grishka into the kitchen to make coffee so that I’d have the opportunity to put on Frau Holzer’s dress with all the appropriate undergarments and surprise Grishka with it. The guys at Davidwache, too were in for a surprise. I could not help giggling.

Never Wanted To Be A Girl Chp.8

Doctor William Heath turns the lights on inside his private medical lab. He glances over towards the glass prison cell he kept his son in. The estrogen rich blood transfusion he gave his son last week was doing its job to his body. He was starting to look more and more like his daughter.

He loved his daughter very much and was devastated when she died in a car accident. His son, on the other hand, was a major disappointment. The boy got into trouble all the time and had been caught stealing.

Foreign influence: part 25

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thirty seven

The news about Mrs. Myers was not good when it came. Her husband had seriously injured her and she would need to stay another night at the hospital. I told Kerstin to take a statement and ask her, if she wanted to press charges, then come back with the result. As soon as I had put down the receiver I picked it up again and called Winston. He was all but pleased at the news.
“If the wife will press charges, I think we can send him back under guard.” he said “So check with her on that. Otherwise you’ll have to charge him here under German law and see where that leads, I am sorry to say.”
“OK, I replied, I’ll ring my DA.” and as an afterthought “Have you heard anything about the American assassin we have caught here shooting at Angela, my sidekick?”

Foreign influence: part 24

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thirty five

Veronika and Oleg arrived about half an hour later. Veronika was still not quite calmed down, but Oleg had at least gotten the fact across, that Angela was alive. I hugged Vroni as she stood in the door and kissed her last tears away.
“Vroni, I am so sorry to have forgotten about you coming back and to have missed informing you!”
“It’s OK, Moni, you probably had a lot on your mind. How did you cope?”
“Well, there was Professor Doehn, to start with and everybody else was just marvellous, too. But it was hard nevertheless. But now she is on the mend and will be home in a couple of weeks. I’ll tell the whole story tonight at Wohltorf, where you will meet some very interesting people. But I invited you not only so that you hear the story, but also to get a bit distracted, too.”

Foreign influence: part 23

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thirty three

Biggi showed up soon afterwards and had to be told what happened. I had decided not to tell her the whole truth. I did not want her to worry. Sasha – of course – had already heard it. When Grishka and I had finished the tale as a natural death Biggi was relieved in two respects: I had not killed the bastard but he was dead nevertheless.

Foreign influence: part 22

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thirty one

The drive was uneventful and appeared very long, but we reached Berlin at about six. Grishka wanted to go to the embassy first, to make some calls and so pretty soon the embassy's gates closed behind our car. As we left the car and entered the building we almost bumped into a man whom I took to be Alexander Saitzew, the ambassador, but I got some doubt when he greeted Grishka with:
"Grishka, you old scoundrel, where have you been?" and then added with a significant glance at me "And who is your pretty friend?"

Foreign influence: part 21

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twenty nine

The press conference over I had a bit of breathing space. Sure, I would have to work with Wolfram on the paperwork for the demand for extradition from wherever he might get apprehended, even though we were both certain that once he got to Russia he'd be out of reach. I introduced Grishka to him and Wolfram was impressed. Grishka confirmed that once in Russia the guy that called himself Vlad Dracul would be free to do what he pleased. But we could make it as difficult as possible for him to get there. Wassilij was a major trump in our game, he said.

Foreign influence: part 20

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twenty six

The news from Grishka about Sergeij must have been good, because Sasha was smiling when I finally got time to talk to her.
“Oh mamushka, she gushed, he is better and coming to Hamburg soon to see us!”
“That certainly is good news, honey,” I answered “But how on earth did you get Angela's Glock?”
“I was still in the office, mamushka. They surprised her coming from were the Stempels should have been and knocked her out. They did not even bother to search her, they felt so confident.”

Foreign influence: part 19

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twenty five

The next morning I was surprised when we got down to breakfast to find Hugo Walther sitting there with a nice lady whom I assumed to be his wife. Since I did not know what to make of it I asked Esme if she would help me assess the couple. She grinned from ear to ear and whispered:
“Oh Monika, what a treat to know you! What an adventure, of course I'll help.”

Foreign influence: part 18

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twenty four

After our intervention with the Hells Angels everything went very quiet. We got regular updates from Domenica and the girls from Monika Bar, but other than that there was no more news about the Russian invasion. The Angels were quiet and trouble among the organised pimps seemed to have died down. Harry commented on my influence in the district and said he'd requested our unit to become a regular unit at Davidwache and me being in charge of the precinct in his absence. That way we both got some relaxing time, Klaus taking over from me when he and Bernd replaced the Stempels to give them a break and Hannelore and Marina took over my and Angela's role, while my sweetheart's former colleagues had to get used to her being the boss' sidekick when Harry was on leave.

Foreign influence: part 17

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twenty three

I had thought about how to make contact with the Hell's Angels for a while until I remembered Duke. When I had been eighteen I had bought myself a 750 cc BMW motorbike in the attempt to prove to myself that I was a real man. Dr. Baumann would be very interested to hear about this, I thought, another memory I had not yet connected. Riding around Hamburg on a big bike like that, black with two additional headlights on the bars protecting the cylinders and big leather army saddlebags, only an old English fighter pilots hat on my head I had attracted the attention of Duke, a lone cowboy who was nevertheless the expert on choppers. In spite of being about ten years my senior he had sought my friendship and we had mended or converted some bikes together, including mine. He had helped me to make the BMW into a chopper as much as that was possible with the boxer engine.

Foreign influence: part 16

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twenty one

As soon as we were home Angela put some water on for a coffee and told Marina and me to sit down in the lounge. Then, as an afterthought, she asked:
“Showers anyone?”
Both Marina and I nodded. Marina looked at me and said:
“You first, Boss.”
I did not discuss. I was only too glad to be able to wash some of the experience away. Angela told me to throw all my clothes out to be washed and that she'd get me some comfort stuff to wear. As I got out of the shower she was ready with a large soft towel, a white body and the cashmere sweater and my favourite skirt. While I got dressed Marina had her go in the shower and was also given some fresh clothes. Then we both were fed a large Vodka each and a mug of coffee. Angela produced a box of Belgian truffles out of nowhere, where was she hiding stuff like that? and slowly Marina and I came to our senses again.

Never Wanted To Be A Girl Chp.7

Rebecca shivers as she hides in a group of bushes and watched one of the men she had been hired to investigate. The perp she had under surveillance was inside some woman’s house having sex. She glances at her watch to see what time it was and couldn’t believe he’s been in there for at least two hours now.

Foreign influence: part 15

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twenty

The next morning I got up early, showered quickly and put on the grey dress I had been given by Marion. It was half past five as I got into the kitchen, I wanted to get to Davidwache before everybody else to check out what had been done while I was having some girl time with Maureen. After having had my coffee as quietly as possible I decided to get my make up on at the station and wrote a note for Angela, asking her to come whenever she felt ready and to leave Sasha with Biggi again. Then I put on the nice peep toe pumps than came with the dress, grabbed my trench coat and bag and headed off to Davidwache shortly afterwards.

Foreign influence: part 14

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eighteen

As I had in my mind to have a chat with Domenica after the scheduled meeting for Wednesday, the next morning I dressed in the jeans mini, the black high heeled boots and the silver grey lambswool jumper and made myself up carefully. I had to meet the team at Davidwache and 3B, Maureen and Irene were not to meet for their guided tour before round about lunchtime I was hoping for a bit of quiet time with my colleagues, but to my surprise 3B turned up in the middle of Klaus’s update on what he and Bernd had discovered the day before. He was without Maureen and as he sat down next to me he whispered in my ear that Maureen and Sasha were raiding the main shopping area in the city together and that I looked very much the part. I felt obliged to introduce him to those, who had not yet seen him and asked Klaus to forgive the interruption. As he took up his recital again I translated for 3B, who listened attentively. As Klaus had finished he asked me to be allowed to say something for all our benefit. I agreed, knowing his resourcefulness and experience.

Foreign influence: part 13

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seventeen

I had not set an alarm, but since I wanted to use the early morning hours to talk to Harry I woke up at six o'clock. Angela and Sasha were sleeping like babies and so I slid silently out of bed and showered. I had got dressed in the green mini dress, made myself up and brewed a coffee before Angela appeared in the kitchen door asking sleepily:
"What on earth are you doing up at this ungodly hour, my love?"

Foreign influence: part 12

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sixteen

I did not sleep all that well that night, too much being on my mind. I woke up feeling Angela watching me as I held Sasha sleeping in my arms. The girl looked like an innocent little angel.
"Hard to imagine, seeing her like that, what an acute observation and intuitive perception she has." whispered Angela in my ear "She seems so much older than her years sometimes. And what a shame it is you cannot be a mother." she added smiling lovingly and kissing me softly on the lips.

Foreign influence: part 11

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fourteen


But our day was not over yet. As we got home we found Biggi and her bodyguard in the kitchen, Biggi already quite tipsy. There was an empty bottle of bubbly and two glasses of wine on the table. The officer had decided, realizing that Angela was not home to take the relay, that he had to stay until our return. I apologized sincerely for my thoughtlessness but he just smiled and said:
"I am sure, Frau Kommissar, that you had a lot on your mind today, my pains being to the very end of the list, and rightly so."
"What?" broke in Biggi her speech suddenly clear "Frau Kommissar? Are you joking, Fred?"
So they were on first name basis now, were they? All the better, I supposed.

Foreign influence: part 10

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thirteen

I awoke refreshed in my love’s arms, happily purring my delight at her presence into her lovely bosom. Angela tenderly stroked my hair and then lifted my face so that she could kiss me.
"You were almost dead on your feet, Monika." she said softly "Go easy my love, go easy!"
"I promise to try, love of my life, but this case is taking turns as if it was a snake and had a life of it’s own. And I'm a bit tired by all that emotional turmoil, that I never before have had to experience in any case I've handled."
"It certainly seems a lot to cope with a bad case and on top to find yourself quite suddenly turned into a woman, have fallen deeply in love and, as if that was not enough, responsible to deal with everybody's emotional problems. Anything I can do to help?"
"Be there for me, darling, I need you! If you could do more depends on this morning's meeting. But then, the two of us might be completely out of it already and not know it."

Foreign influence: part 9

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eleven

So far, we agreed as we sat around our small kitchen table, we had been mostly successful. Therefore I had earned myself the treat I was now in for, Angela said. I should try on the underwear and dress while she would prepare an evening meal, so I undressed and then Biggi started to dress me. I soon understood, why the women at the time had had maids, it seemed almost impossible to tie the corset and put on the dress without help. It was a marvellous experience, though, to be dressed in those clothes. Once I had put on the silk stockings and the underpants as well as the chemise, Biggi laid the corset around my waist and then tightened it almost to the full. My waist became very narrow indeed and when she then helped me into the underskirts my hips looked a lot wider. The feeling of being shaped like that by the corset was, contrary to my expectations, very pleasant. I had thought I would feel restricted but instead I felt supported in a very straight and proud posture.

Foreign influence: part 8

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ten

I didn't sleep all that well, too much was on my mind. So I was the first to be up and sneaked into the bath and then into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. When I looked at the clock it was just half past five, so I prepared a dough for fresh home made rolls and made some coffee, then sat having a first cup. I started a new list of what we now knew.

Foreign influence: part 7

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nine

The next morning we slept longer to recover from the excesses of the last two days: too much work, too little food, too much fun and too much alcohol. I needed a substantial breakfast and so, while Angela was still in the bathroom, I popped down to Winterhuder Weg, hastily dressed and again without any make-up, to get supplies. I got back with organic eggs, wholemeal toast, bacon, mushrooms, tomatoes, sausages and, best of all, real English Marmalade. As I entered the flat I smelled fresh coffee and hurried into the kitchen to show my loot. Angela was already fully dressed in a black mini dress and made up. She was almost speechless.

Foreign influence: part 6

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Seven

We had slept for almost an hour as the alarm went off. It was half past seven already and we hurried to get some clothes on and refresh our make-up. I opted for white lace knickers and garters with white stockings, the long soft skirt and the mohair jumper while Angela went for a soft body hugging knitted dress, neither of us wore too high heels. Dressed comfortably like that we quickly had a sandwich and shot off to see Veronika, who’s bell we rang just about half an hour later. Veronika opened the door dressed in a dirndl dress. She looked absolutely at home in it and it enhanced her motherly appearance while giving her a sexy touch at the same time, since her ample bosom was displayed decently but obviously above a tight waist and full skirt with the obligatory white apron. With it she wore old fashioned little white lace-up boots. I was instantly a little envious and Angela read me like an open book.

Foreign influence: part 5

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Six

As I opened the door Angela was waiting for me in the hall. She was already wearing her night dress and looked at me appraisingly. I proudly turned around in front of her and said:
"How do you like your new girlfriend?"
"Nice, darling! I told you you’d be even more sexy as a blonde, Monika."
"And right you were, too. I love it. How do you like the clothes?"
"They are just the right compromise between sexy and respectable. But I have something you have to wear now."

Foreign influence: part 4

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Five

The alarm, that we had set, went off far too early for what we’d been up to most of the night. We took our time to get out of bed. So much so, that Angela had to hurry to get to her shift in time and I had to either make myself up myself or go out without make-up. I did not feel like experimenting with make-up and so, when Angela was gone, I dressed in the trouser suit again and left for Reeperbahn to go to the cosmetics and lingerie place, where we had bought my black body to find out if they'd restyle my hair and do my make-up. Also I would be able to pick up my car, that had been sitting in Nobistor since I went wandering back to the Monika Bar.

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