Schoolgirl Assassins. Story 7. 
by ANTMAN
The School Trip 


At the school, Miss Bond, the headmistress announced to the Boarders,
that the seniors would pay a visit to Holland- Rotterdam to be precise.
She looked around at the eager young faces, with their shining eyes, as
they awaited the announcement of the list of names. A long pause
followed, and then she spoke again. " These are the girls who will be
going- Sylvia, Charlotte, Emmaline, Cassie, Ellie, Helen, Portia and
Rosa. There were little shrieks of glee, and hand clapping from the
chosen, and groans and sighs from the disappointed. Miss Bond smiled
"Sorry girls, but you'll get your chances later on. The budget wont
stretch any more."                                       The next day saw
Miss Bond with her eight charges aged between fifteen and eighteen
boarding the cross channel ferry. The young men on board eyed the lovely
faces and lissom figures of the eight teenage girls, as they chatted and
strolled on the deck. They were dressed like any other of their age- in
t.shirts, jeans and trainers. The  leching men little thought that any of
these lovely young ladies could kill them, with nothing but their lithe
bodies, for they were members of Miss Bonds SchoolgirlAssassins.                                                                     
                                      The next day, the group reached
their hotel in Amsterdam, where after dinner, they retired to Miss Bonds
suite, for their final briefing. On the large dining table, the
Head-Mistress spread out plans, large scale photos and maps. The girls
all gathered around the table. "Right girls, " said Miss Bond " Here we
have the Chateau Lambert- our target. It is outside Rotterdam, hidden in
the woods. This", she jabbed a finger at a big photo of the house. " Is
the H.Q. of the enemy agents who have infiltrated our Secret Services,
Government departments and Civil services offices; and your job..." She
paused and glanced round their concentrated faces, "Is to assassinate all
who are there. The main man there, the top dog, you must take him alive.
I need him back at the school for interrogation, and you can help me with
that". The girls all smiled at each other. "As for the others in the
house, and the guards, well, they are all yours".  Miss Bond stood up
from the table and went to a small table which held a cigarette box. As
she smoked, she looked over at her young ladies
thoughtfully.                     She had selected them carefully, both
for their fighting skills and their seductive charms. She had noticed the
friendships developing between the girls who roomed together, and decided
to keep them together to help each other in their deadly tasks. Rosa and
Portia the eldest girls at eighteen, were both foreign in looks and
parentage. Rosa had Spanish parents, and was tall with a mass of black
hair and eyes of the same colour, while Portia had a Turkish father and
had inherited his dark hair and olive complection. Emmaline just turned
eighteen, had titian coloured hair to match her fiery Welsh blood. She
was tall- six feet, with long strong legs. Her friend Cassie. seventeen,
was a lithe blonde with long hair and sparkling grey eyes.. Ellie and her
friend Helen, were both seventeen. Ellie had long blonde straight hair,
an angelic face and beautiful blue eyes, while Helen had an elfin face
and shortish dark blonde hair. Sylvia and Charlotte, the youngest girls
had been chosen for their expertise at their favourite holds. Sylvia, a
well built sixteen year old, used her very strong legs in deadly figure
four scissors holds, while Charlotte, fifteen, tall with long brown hair,
used her slim strong arms to apply sleepers and
strangleholds.                               Miss Bond stubbed out her
cigarette, and returned to the table. She pulled a large plan out of the
pile, and pointed out..." there are four ways into the grounds", she
said. "Two gates- front and rear, a ragged hedge on one side with gaps in
it, and a little cave, which leads to a tunnel, under the bank on the
other side. I shall split you into four groups of two girls each. You
will take out any guards on the way into the grounds. The best time to
attack is after lunch, when most of the guards will be inside relaxing
after lunch. By the way, the dining room is on the second
floor.                     Once you reach the house, enter by the Cellar
courtyard; it is not overlooked by any of the windows." She pointed to a
photo of the house and grounds. "Right, now let's see. Sylvia and
Charlotte, Main Gate." Sylvia smiled, "Yes Miss", and high fived her
friend who grinned at her. "Ellie and Helen,rear gate. Emmaline and
Cassie through the ragged hedge, it's by the pool, which is screened from
the house be a row of trees. And Rosa and Portia, you shall be my cave
girls. Right, Bedtime girls. We have an early start in themorning".                                                                      
         The next Morning, after breakfast, Miss Bond collected their
hired people carrier, and returned to collect the girls from the hotel.
They looked cool and pristine, being now dressed in their gym clothes of
white airtex blouses, short grey, pleated gym skirt and white ankle socks
and trainers. Excited, they drove off headed for the woods outside
Rotterdam. They reached the woods, and Miss Bond parked in a clearing off
the road where they all helped to hide it with branches and a green
tarpauline, which the head-mistress had thoughtfully bought.The group
then set off along a path.                         Soon, they reached a
rise, at the top of which Miss Bond motioned them down, and they sank
down and peered over. They saw the big house surrounded by big fir trees,
which led almost up to it's boundaries. Miss Bond took binoculars out of
her bag, and scanned the area carefully. "Ah, ", she exclaimed. "I was
right. Not many guards around. Two on the main gate, and the cave, one on
the back gate, and...."She shifted the glasses "Two in the pool, by the
hedge. The others must be in the house, they aren't in the grounds. Right
girls, off you go, and good luck. Bring the boss back to me at the van ".
The girls paired up, and set off through the trees towards the house. The
Headmistress looked at the departing backs, all looking a picture of
innocent sensuality, and she smiled. "Ah, you poor men. My little vixens
are coming a-hunting". She watched them swinging their hips and striding
out on long tanned legs, with their hair gleaming in the sun. She shook
her head and chuckled- "You've no chance you sad fools, against such
girls as mine. At that she turned to return to her vehicle, to await the
girl's return.                  The End