Surveillance Report

Hey all, a new one. Experimenting with different forms here. Hopefully no one will notice the huge add-on to Surprise and give this one a read... ;)

Surveillance Report

A Short Story by jokermon

Note: the following is a piece of erotic fantasy fiction. If you are not old enough to read this kind of material according to your local laws, or if reading this material is unlawful where you reside, don't read it. This story contain explicit futanari (hermaphrodite) content, and if that's not your bag, don't read it. None of the characters or events in this are real and should not be confused with any actual people, events or medical conditions. This story is Copyright the author©2009

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Daily surveillance report for team 01, date 07/04/97

Subject: Anthony McConnell

Subject departed his office at 14:26 for unscheduled afternoon meeting at client’s condominium. Second team followed and confirmed arrival at Anatoly Vishinsky’s residence 14:47. They were unable to obtain clear audio on parabolics. Walls heavily insulated, possibly shielded. Will request electronic insertion next operational review.

Subject exited the building at 17:32 and drove straight home. Remained there all night.

Receivers in subject’s office remain excellent for clarity and range. Subject’s daughter, Caroline (designated C in the transcript) arrived unexpectedly at 15:10 and the following occurred between 15:10 and 16:43. The other voice on the tape is the subject’s secretary, Deirdre Pinter (hereafter referred to as D).

(Personal note to SAC on subjects: C is 17, D is 28. Frank, if you need to put faces to these names, see photographs filed 06/25/97. C is the blonde wearing red shorts in photos 4 and 7, D is the brunette with glasses in photos 2 through 5.)

Transcript of surveillance tape #11479:

C: (entering office) Hi Deeds, is Daddy busy?

D: Oh...hi Caroline, you just missed him. He’s off seeing a client. He’ll probably be gone the rest of the day.

C: Shit. I needed to talk to him. His cell’s off.

D: Always is, when he sees clients. Especially these ones.

C: The Ukrainian gangsters?

D: Alleged gangsters. (laughter)

C: I wish he didn’t have to deal with them. God knows where their money’s been. They give me the creeps. Especially that one guy, you know? The world’s worst toupee?

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