Layla - You got me on my knees.
Derek & the Dominoes .


Layla Stevens was an attractive, intelligent and lively young woman. She lived
in a small cottage in the Thames Valley. Although she was born and raised in
England, she was of Middle-Eastern descent and had beautiful olive skin and
brown eyes. She had attended University and studied Middle- Eastern languages,
hoping to work as an interpreter for some large Corporation or maybe even for
the Government.

She was spotted by MI6 soon after starting University, they tracked her
progress and without her knowledge, began to shape her future. She was
encouraged to take sport seriously, already a good swimmer and athlete, one of
her lecturers persuaded her to take up Karate. She was a natural and before
leaving University she had attained black belts in four different martial
arts.

When it was time to apply for jobs, it was not difficult to guide her
attention to opportunities at the Foreign office. This was an easy way of
recruiting her to work for British Intelligence, but only when they were sure
that she was totally suitable. For the first year of her employment, Layla
thought that she was merely an average Government employee.

At this point she was sent on a month-long survival course with the SAS in the
Brecon Beacons, deep into the Welsh winter existing only on survival rations.
The small group of young people were stalked by soldiers and their existence
was made extremely difficult. Layla was the only one of the group that lasted
the full month. After this, she became aware of a change in the focus of her
duties. She was privy to more sensitive information, most of it false, just in
case she leaked any secrets to anyone in the outside world.

Finally, she attended a formal interview, deep in the bowels of the imposing
building on the banks of the Thames. Layla was then offered the opportunity to
become a field agent for the British Government, with special emphasis on
Middle-Eastern affairs. She moved to a smart apartment in Dubai and adopted
the identity of Leila Khalid, working as an administrator for one of the large
hotels in Dubai.

For the first year, her tasks for MI6 were fairly routine, not at all like the
spy stories and movies that she loved. There was never any violence, no
intrigue and no danger. She carried on with her martial arts training, this
was her main source of pleasure, although she enjoyed golf and swimming.

Then one day an elderly gentleman arrived at the hotel where she worked. He
asked for her personally and arranged to meet her that evening at one of the
huge shopping malls. She was briefed on a mission, a matter of great
importance in the fight against international terrorism.

A man named Mohammed el Ukhbar would be spending some vacation time in Dubai,
he had rented an entire floor of one of the larger hotels. This man had been
responsible for the planning of several atrocities throughout the Asian
sub-continent, but the British Government had been unable to get close to him
until now. Layla was tasked with the job of eliminating him and also making it
look as if a rival terrorist organisation had been responsible.

It was left to Layla to organise the entire operation, she would be working
alone. If things went wrong, there would be no link between her and British
Intelligence. She kept the building under surveillance, in public she wore
traditional dress, her face well hidden and her body draped in long black
robes. It was easy to blend in totally, a huge benefit, women in this attire
seldom attracted any curious attention.

On the day of her mission, Layla entered the building at the rear, along with
janitors, kitchen staff and other employees at the hotel. It was so easy, her
prey had his own security, but they were not looking at women wearing strict
Muslim dress. She approached the security guards where she would be searched
for concealed weapons. She was carrying a large pile of towels, these were
also searched thoroughly and she was then allowed into the main suite occupied
by el Ukhbar and his staff.

She found him in a private office area, accompanied by his private secretary,
a man with whom he seemed to be very intimate. The man followed her into the
bedroom suite to show her where to place the towels. Once inside the bedroom,
Layla quietly slipped off her sandals and pulled off the bottom part of her
robes. This was necessary to give her freedom of movement. The secretary
looked at her quizzically, and then fear and surprise registered on his face.

He was too late, a fearsome roundhouse kick launched him across the room, he
landed on the bed dazed, with blood pouring from his mouth. Layla then
somersaulted onto the bed and landed with her knees pinning his shoulders down
onto the bed. A quick stiff-fingered blow to his windpipe knocked all the
fight out of him. She then grabbed a pillow and forced it over his face, she
then sat astride his head, using her weight to suffocate him.

All this had happened silently, without arousing the attention of her intended
target. She waited for el Ukhbar to enter the bedroom suite, as she knew he
would, in search of his "friend". As he entered the room, he was met by a
swinging right foot that exploded into his face, His nose was shattered and
blood flew in all directions. He did not have time to see the source of the
attack as a stylish Aikido throw launched him effortlessly across the thick
carpet towards the bed.

From his prone position, he saw the body of his aide and lover sprawled
awkwardly on the bed. As he tried to regain his feet, the stiffened toes of
his female assailant crashed into his throat causing extreme pain and cutting
off his air supply. He was unable to call for help and knew that he was about
to die at the hands of a deadly assassin. She dragged him to his feet by his
hair and a vicious back-handed fist slammed into his face, causing more blood
to spray everywhere.

Layla then lifted her robe and squatted on his face, as she had done with the
other man. His remaining breaths were snuffed out between her beautiful
thighs. She then undressed both men and arranged their corpses in an obscene
and intimate pose upon the bed. Before leaving the suite, she left the calling
card of a rival fanatical organisation upon both pillows.

After cleaning herself in the bathroom she calmly arranged her clothing and
entered the staff elevator. She emerged from the building unnoticed and left
the scene before the alarm was raised. Her first mission was a total success
and she could not wait for the next one