I recount a recent mission with a tone of contempt and a subtle air of arrogance. My victims were outmatched and inferior, as usual. My assignment was a young tycoon. However, returning to his suite, a sturdy male bodyguard was lying in wait to protect his master. I instinctively knew I’d have to k ill him as well, but it was no problem for my swift critical skills. Despite my innocent, seductive gaze, he searched me and found my weapon. I describe the brief ensuing fight and demonstrate the kicks I used to send him crashing into the wall, dazed and lifeless. After I’d dealt with him, I swept up my g un and turned to my target, who was cowering in the corner of the luxury suite. I gave him a choice: to take my bullet, or d ie with dignity in hand to hand combat. Sobbing, helpless and aroused, he accepted the bullet.
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