Schoolgirl Assassins    Story 4. 
by ANTMAN
The Car Caper

Miss Bond the Headmistress, was finishing up her instructions to two of her 
girls. "The two men travel to the Ministry every morning, on the same road, and 
at the same time. They drive a dark maroon old style Jaguar coupe, 
Registration number....." The two girls listened intently. They were both blonde haired 
and seventeen years old- Helen had the shorter hair and was five foot seven 
and slim, while Cassie was two inches taller and had a pretty face and long hair 
in a ponytail.                                   The next morning saw the 
girls waiting at a bus stop on a country road. Cars kept passing, some of them 
tooting at the sight of two lovely young ladies, but the girls ignored these, 
and concentrated on sighting their victims' car. Suddenly Cassie saw it coming 
in the distance, and alerted Helen.                                             
                  In the car, the two men were discussing their plan to seize 
Britain's plans for their involvment in helping out a Middle East country, 
and sell them to the highest bidder. "We'll get the plans out of the safe, and 
photograph them," said the driver, "Hey look at those two lovlies". The man in 
the back seat glanced out of the windscreen, and saw two young girls, dressed 
in school P.E. kit- White blouse, grey pleated mini skirt and white socks and 
trainers. stood at a bus stop, with their thumbs out, and their shapely tanned 
legs cocked provocatively at the knee. "Hey," said the driver, "Lets pick 
those two up". "No, " said the other, "Our orders are..." "Hang orders", said the 
driver, "Let's have a bit of fun". The car screeched to a halt ten yards past 
the girls, and reversed back to them. The driver opened the side window and 
called "Jump in".   Helen got into the front seat, and Cassie got in the back.  
                                     "Hello", smiled Helen, "Thank's for 
stopping, we missed our bus"."   well you've caught this one". The driver laughed, 
and the car pulled out again into the flow of traffic. The man in the back 
cast a glance at Cassie, and something in her blue eyed stare caused him 
consternation.... it was so...calculating. A couple of miles further on the driver 
pulled the car off the road into a lay-by, well hidden by a thicket. "Hey", said 
Helen, "Why have we stopped here?" "I thought you girls might like some fun". 
The driver turned toward Helen with a leer.....                               
                                 "Stole any secrets lately?" Helen asked with 
asweet smile. The driver stared at the innocent looking girl and then swung 
his head round to look into the astonished face of his partner. At that precise 
moment, Helen struck. She swung her right arm, the edge of her hand chopping 
viciously into the side of the man's neck. He gasped, and slumped back in the 
seat, dazed. The man in the back shouted"Jesus, No", and as Cassie reached for 
him, he opened the door and jumped out. He took to his heels into a field, 
with Cassie a minute behind him.                                                 
                 In the car, Helen turned the groggy man around and laid him 
back down so his head lay on her lap. Sha glanced out of the car at the chase 
in the field.."Get him Cass" she whispered, and then turned her attention to 
the man who had started coming round with a groan. She took his right arm and 
twisted it back to sit on it, and pushed his left arm down between her legs, 
scissoring her thighs around it.Then she gathered up the folds of her short 
skirt in her right hand and, as his eyes opened wide in alarm, she pinched his 
nose tightly closed with her left hand, and covered his mouth with her skirt 
covered right hand. "Hello again" she cooed down at him.                           
        The man was definately losing the race to Cassie. He was both a 
drinker and smoker, and his chest started to heave as he gasped for air, while his 
feet slowed. The girl was gaining on him, he could hear her legs brushing the 
grass. He stopped, and turned gagging for breath. "All right" he thought "If 
it's a fight she wants..."  He turned to meet her feet as they struck his 
chest, after she had done a running cartwheel. He felt as if he had been hit with a 
hammer, and fell backwards onto the grass. In a flash Cassie landed beside 
his head, and as he groggily tried to sit up, she threw her right leg up and 
over his head, catching his throat in the crook of her knee, and pulling him back 
down to meet her other thigh. She completed the move by crossing her ankles 
and locking her legs straight making him gasp in her head scissors hold.        
                Helen giggled and started to hum softly, as her victim 
started to squirm. He felt totally weak and disorientated. The Karate chop must have 
damaged some nerves he thought  through his fogged brain, and now he couldn't 
breathe. He tried to part her calves with his left hand, but she crossed her 
ankles and tightened her thighs, so that he could only pull weakly at her 
smoothly muscled skin ineffectually. His right arm was totally trapped under her 
shapely rear and with the elbow jammed into the back of the seat, there was no 
way out for it, and it was growing numb and useless fast. He was getting light 
headed from lack of oxygen. The skirt covered hand was allowing no air to his 
starved brain, and he started to kick weakly at the door, and tried to turn 
his head to free himself from her smothering hold. His helplessness was turning 
Helen on and as he writhed she squirmed and pulled his head deeper into her 
crotch.                 Cassie's man was growing weaker too, but with one last 
effort. he rolled himself onto his stomach, and bendind Cassie's feet back 
with his last strength, he parted her thighs enough to slip his head out of their 
deadly embrace. As he dizzily rose to his knees, he heard her voice "Going 
somewhere?" Her leg coiled round his neck again, like a bronzed python ..."Oh 
No" he gasped. "Oh Yes" giggled Cassie. "Try this one then". This time she 
brought her foot flat down on the ground, with his face upwards in the crook of her 
knee, and his kneck caught between the back of her calf and thigh. then 
curling her left leg under his head ,she completed a figure four scissors. This 
time there was no escape for the desperate man. His hands clawed weakly at her  
smooth knee. satiny calf and muscled thigh, as Cassie leant back and tightened 
the grip around the doomed man's neck. Soon his legs started to kick 
spasmodically, and a strange sound gurgled in his throat. then in a few more seconds , 
and a few more twitches, he lay still. Cassie kept the killing pressure on for 
another minute, then uncoiled her legs from the lifeless form, stood up and 
looked towards the car.             Helen's excited face was smiling down as 
the car rocked slightly. Her victim was in the last stages of life. His chest 
was now desperately heaving trying to find life giving oxygen, but Helen was 
denying him even the slightest breath. Her hand pressed down stronger as he grew 
weaker."Oh Yeah" whispered Helen, as his twitches grew feeble and his kicking 
became jerks.She doubled over and added the pressure of her young breast to 
hands, and soon with one last convulsive spasm, he lay still. "My I enjoyed that 
Cassie", she said as her friend came up. "Yeah ,I notice" replied her friend 
seeing her sparking eyes and her young breasts heaving."We must do that again 
soon". They hid the bodies in the long grass, and drove off together in the 
car. The Disposal Unit had another journey to do that day.                      
THE END