Return of The Schoolgirl Assassins. Pt. 1. 
by ANTMAN


     At the School, nine schoolgirls sat in the headmistresses
office.Miss Bond, entered with Rosa, the part Spanish girl, with the long
black hair and flashing eyes...the girls all stood. They were all dressed
in their Gym clothes of a white airtex blouse, short pleated grey gym
skirt, white ankle socks and trainers.
     "Sit down please girls" murmured Miss Bond as she settled herself
behind her desk, and brushed a lock of ash blonde hair out of her grey
eyes. She looked around at the semi circle of teenaged girls...all
looking eagerly at her, and barely supressing their excitement.
     "We have a new assignment, girls...Rosa"...There was a chorus of
excited squeals and giggles as the girls responded to the news. The
Spanish girl passed over to the headmistress a dossier. Opening it, the
headmistress read aloud....."There's a certain Central European Dictator,
that our Government and their Opposition want getting rid of. At the end
of the Month, he will be in his Army training camp in the foothills of
the Irsk Mountains. It is where the new recruits are brought to join the
army..Most of them being teenagers...your ages.. They should be easy prey
for you".
The girls sat with shining eyes, and licked their lips, relishing the
forthcoming destruction of these poor boys.
     The headmistress smiled at their keenness and continued...It's been
arranged for our schoolgirl to  give two night's Entertainment Shows for
the troops...you know the sort of thing...singing and dancing...but it'll
be our own entertainment to dispose of the men. I've picked you because
you are the sexiest and can all dance and sing...and also are all experts
in deadly holds...which you have all used to killer effect...except one
of you..." She looked at each of the girls in turn...Charlotte, Sylvia,
Kim, Claire, Persia, Emmaline, Helen, Cassie, and Ellie were all tried
and trusted killers, Hayley was a new pupil. A tall girl of seventeen,
she had long curling blonde hair past her shoulders, big grey eyes, and a
gorgeous tan. Her arms were long and very shapely...With these she had
learnt to apply strangleholds and sleepers and miss Bond knew she had the
courage to join the "Concert Party".
     Miss Bond drew out of the dossier photos of the camp and portraits
of the main men at the camp...including the dictator himself..."One
important point girls...The main man is mine...I shall kill him
myself....It's an old score I must settle. Right...The singers will be in
our usual Gym clothes..but with the hemlines raised...and the dancers
will be in black bras and panties...we've got to tittilate these men". A
deep chuckle came from Claire as she cupped her full breasts..."These
should do it Miss ! "  A chorus of giggles came from the other girls.
     The headmistress smiled warmly at the girl with the flowing chestnut
locks and deep brown eyes.."We'll show these foolish men who's
better...and deadlier".
     All the following week, the sounds of sweet voices was raised as the
girls practiced their songs. All the week the dancers practiced their
bumps and grinds to sensual music and all the week they all honed their
killing techniques. The Headmistress watched Hayley's final practice
session and saw her hold one older girl in a head scissors, while she
applied a devastating sleeper hold on another older girl. The girl in the
scissors was moaning and gasping, vainly clawing at Hayley's strong
thighs as they bulged, bronzed and strong around the girl's neck. The
sleepered girl  groaned and her eyes flickered as  the telling lock of
the golden arms of Hayley tightened and put the victim into dreamland.
Hayley released her victim, and then unlocking her scissors, pulled the
barely resisting girl up and into the same deadly coiling lock with her
arms...in a couple of minutes, this victim was also in the land of nod.
     Miss Bond applauded the blonde girl and thought.."Bring on the
Army....We're ready for you!
                        End Of Part 1