My employers never knewthat I could pass myself off as a girl, let alone a teenage girl. Itold my bosses about my plan and they agreed that if I coul... get thedata, I would be made Senior VP of my unit - the Deep Research Division(DRD), basically the corporations industrial espionage arm.My employer had the resources I needed. Entry into Millie's privategirl's school could be obtained with the assistance of an influentialclient of the firm. An identity came from another client, and a placeto. Deviantart.com/trust-machines/Thanks to dkfenger, clancy688, MrSimple, Karantela, Icaria, and JAK forfeedback on earlier drafts.This story is released under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.----------When I walked into homeroom Monday morning, Ms. Buckley said, "Meredith,Ms. Novacek wants to talk to you before first period. You're notin trouble," she added hastily. "I think she wanted to ask if you'dvolunteer for something." Okay, sure," I. “Earning food in America.” He told her. His hands pulled up the skirt and thrust themselves under it, grabbing her hips. He twisted her off balance, and she tumbled. Huso didn’t do much to slow her fall. Her body slammed against the soft humus lining the pebble road, knocking the wind out of her.“Huso!” I cried and went to her. “STOP!” I tugged at his shoulders from behind.“I tongued you already, Shawna. It’s Mindy’s turn.” He batted my arm away and knelt at her sandals.Aghast, I stepped back. Suddenly, a police car just stopped by me. Two police officers came out and they were staring at me, I was feeling confused. One of them come closer and asked me:“Papers please?”I was really lost, why policemen are stopping a lonely woman in the street at this time of the night. I was not moving, maybe the alcohol was not helping. He had to insists:“PAPER PLEASE?”Emma: “Sorry, I was trying to remember where I put them, let me check in my handbag”.The other policeman come close to me and take my.