Dorothy Brown- Spy and International woman of Intrigue
In the mid-1980s Dorothy Brown was known to her friends as a somewhat flighty young woman with a great body (and enjoyed using it), crude sense humor, little command of the ‘King’s English’, and could drink any sailor under the table.
What they didn’t know was Dorothy not only had a command of the King’s English but was fluent in French, Dutch, Italian, German, and Russian- not only speaking in the tongues but could write all of them in flawless grammar! Because of her attributes- both what her friends knew of and more sinister bodies knew- she was recruited by both the British government and the East German secret police known as STASI.
She of course chose the Crown over the Communist East, assuming the dangerous role of a ‘double agent’. She would soon be feeding high-ranking STASI officers obscure intelligence that was difficult to prove accurate but information always turned up correct (really not that useful but they didn’t know).
Her contact with MI6 was suave gentleman ten years her senior but quite knowledgeable at the art of pleasing her near-insatiable sexual desires. His name is Bond- James Bond- but between the sheets he is her ‘Jimmy’!
Dorothy is well into her next mission late in the 1980s seducing top East German officials and intelligence officers. To her it didn’t seem like work. Some were pretty good fucks- they must be on the shit they give their athletes- but to Dorothy garnering information was almost too easy.
What could go wrong?
Tree
…OK, besides who is writing the story…
In the mid-1980s Dorothy Brown was known to her friends as a somewhat flighty young woman with a great body (and enjoyed using it), crude sense humor, little command of the ‘King’s English’, and could drink any sailor under the table.
What they didn’t know was Dorothy not only had a command of the King’s English but was fluent in French, Dutch, Italian, German, and Russian- not only speaking in the tongues but could write all of them in flawless grammar! Because of her attributes- both what her friends knew of and more sinister bodies knew- she was recruited by both the British government and the East German secret police known as STASI.
She of course chose the Crown over the Communist East, assuming the dangerous role of a ‘double agent’. She would soon be feeding high-ranking STASI officers obscure intelligence that was difficult to prove accurate but information always turned up correct (really not that useful but they didn’t know).
Her contact with MI6 was suave gentleman ten years her senior but quite knowledgeable at the art of pleasing her near-insatiable sexual desires. His name is Bond- James Bond- but between the sheets he is her ‘Jimmy’!
Dorothy is well into her next mission late in the 1980s seducing top East German officials and intelligence officers. To her it didn’t seem like work. Some were pretty good fucks- they must be on the shit they give their athletes- but to Dorothy garnering information was almost too easy.
What could go wrong?
Tree
…OK, besides who is writing the story…
), does Jimmy still take his martinis shaken, not stirred?
.......he must have been thinking with his other head
......poor Dorothy.
