From Russia With Love. Story 12. Germany. 
by ANTMAN


After the death of the Mafia leader, the remaining hoodlums were hunted
down like vermin by the deadly gymnast girls . In the following weeks,
the organisation was destroyed...the men being broken then suffocated and
strangled by the strong young girls. Such a sucess they had enjoyed, that
the Moscow government paid for groups of girls from round the world to
come and learn the deadly lessons from the team. A group of English girls
also arrived to help to train the teenage terrors...They were the
schoolgirl assassins who had taught the Russian girls.
     The teams of girls met in secret at a large Moscow mansion. They
were from such diverse countries as Germany, Brazil, Japan and Israel.
The English and Russian girls taught them their skills over the following
two months, and then the girls' returned to their own lands to aid their
governments.
     In Germany, a right wing extremist leader had been found out by the
german government..He had been dealing in arms to a foreign power and was
a marked man. Somehow he had been warned that the Government had him on
their hit list...and he was on his way to his hotel to pack his case, and
go into hiding. He had kept off the main road, to avoid detection and now
he was on a mountain track, over the top where lay his hotel....and
escape.
     The going was hard and he was breathing heavily as he climbed the
hill.The area was deserted, but he kept glancing nervously around. With 
each step, his spirits grew...he would be in hiding soon. Suddenly, over
the crest of the hill, ahead of him, four young schoolgirls suddenly
appeared. they looked about thirteen or fourteen, and were dressed in
like school uniforms of white and blue checked dresses, pinafore style,
worn over white blouses, and on their feet were white socks and black
button shoes.Their long flaxen hair was tied into bunches and hung over
slim shoulders as they walked along talking and giggling together.
     As they  reached the man, he unconciously drew in his stomach, and
quieted his heavy breathing. The girls all glanced at him as they passed.
Great wide eyes of grey and blue, appraised him and then the giggles
continued as they carried on behind him. The man smiled, and glanced over
his shoulder for a sly look at them....and his smile changed to a frown.
The sight he saw was not of four young ladies walking away from him, but
four young ladies following him !!
     "They must have forgotten something" he told his mind as he
lenghtened his stride, and left the path, walking fast over rough grass
and low shrubs, to the top of the rise. He glanced behind, expecting to
see the girls heading off..still on the path. They were not there, he
gasped in surprise, and spinning his head, saw them following him over
the scrub, their long tanned legs slowly gaining ground on him.
     Now the man felt fear clutch his heart...he had heard of the rumours
of killer schoolgirls operating in England and Russia...why not here in
Germany....No, he thought. These girls were so young...so little...He
started to run. He crested the rise. The hotel was ahead of him, hidden
in a copse of trees.His heart was pounding, his breaths coming in huge
gasps that his searing lungs burned to get...He glanced around fearfully.
     The girls were almost on him. Their long legs flashing through the
grass, Blonde hair flying behind them, and flashing eyes determidly fixed
on their prey.He turned his head back and with a sob of desperation tried
to lenghten his strides. But his tired legs failed to respond quickly
enough, and when one foot caught in a low shrub, he toppled full length.
As his body rolled and he pushed himself onto his knees with his hands,
preparing to rise and run again, a slim brown knee, with the hem of the
blue checked skirt riding high on the thigh suddenly struck him hard
under the chin. With a gasp and a flash of lights in his brain, the man
was propelled backwards onto the grass. As his lungs desperately heaved
in air and he shook his head to clear it. four young teenage bodies
suddenly landed on him. He felt strong young hands and legs coil and wrap
round him, while lovely young faces determined and cold floated before
him.
     With the strength of a madman, the man fought to free himself from
these killer nymphets. he nearly made it...He managed to push one young
body off him, and now used the last of his strength th unwrap slim brown
thighs that threatened to lock him in a body scissors. then he tried to
rise..If only he could escape these other two....little sharp elbows
buried themselves painfully into his ribs. He coughed and wheezed in
agony, and then screamed as two little fingers poked hard into his eyes.
As he desperately groped about blindly and in pain from cracked ribs, he
felt smooth legs coil round his neck and pullhim helplessly back onto the
ground...where the other girls pounced onto him again.
     This time there was no escape, and the man feebly squirming
helplessly, was pinned to the ground under the lithe young bodies, and
slowly smothered and strangled to death...accompanied by the wild giggles
from the girls.
                   End Of Story Twelve