L.I.S.S.A. C. Chapter 6 Stick it to them and twist

L.I.S.S.A. C. Chapter 6 Stick it to them and twist

Jack wasted no time in the sim lab. With the medical teams attending to the unconscious seals, Jack headed for his office. Time was really of the essence now. If all of this was going to work, Linn was going to have to instruct Sam of the things she would need, and Sam would have to get it all keyed in before they arrived back at Langley. This gave Jack just under an hour to get his shit raked into one pile.

As soon as his office door closed behind him it immediately reopened with a young MIT grad hustling in toting his lap top. “Eric,” Dr. Daniels stated as he walked around his desk only to begin typing on his own lap top at a feverish pace. “I need an immediate set of instructions for ‘Linn’ to give to Sam so he can enter her security clearance and allow her access to his office.” As he spoke the young man took up one of the seats and opened his lap top on his knees. “Hack the NSC database and find out just who in the fuck Linn might be.”

“Yes sir,” the young man responded as he began typing at the speed of light.

“This has no priority level,” Jack stated as his own fingers blurred across his keyboard. “I need solutions in the next five minutes or we are all going to be spending a lot of time together chopping rocks with sledge hammers in Kansas.”

His last statement really put a fire under the ass of his young MIT grad, and it showed in the speed and vigor that he attacked the project at hand. Jack was referring to the Military Penal institution in Northern Kansas known as Leavenworth. If they could not successfully upload a program to Linn before they reached the main gate at Langley, not only would this whole thing blow up in their faces, but the black SUVs with the guys in black suits would finish all of them off before they could go to the bathroom and take a piss. The clock was ticking.

“How deep do I need to go with her history,” Eric asked as he typed at a rate that would set several world records.

“Don’t worry about the depth of the history right now,” Jack responded as he set up the sequence of commands for Linn. “We absolutely have to have her full name and reason for security clearance so Sam can enter it and let us have access to his office’s database. Leave open doors for additional protocols and multi angled approach.”

For just a split second the MIT grad stopped dead in his tracks and looked up at Dr. Daniels. “You do realize how illegal this is, right?” he stated as a worried look crossed his face.

Jack stopped typing and looked the MIT grad squarely in the face. “Do you think you are still immune? I picked you for your particular skill set. Now is the time to impress me.”

His statement only took a microsecond to sink in with the young man. Almost instantly his fingers began dancing on his keyboard as he continued the task he was assigned. Within a minute the young man blurted out, “GOT IT!” he stated loudly as he made a few last key strokes before turning his keyboard around for Jack to see. “Linn Okimura.” He stated as he pressed the enter button to display his find. “She was the daughter to the Japanese ambassador in Vietnam in ’69. Jack had taken a liking to her when he was stationed there in 1969 to 71. Though young at the time, Jack pulled some strings to get them out as well as his present wife. He has visited them over the years and though nothing special has transpired for either of their careers, Jack has managed to see them regularly ever since.”

“Not bad,” Jack responded as he paused for a moment to think about the intelligence he had just been given.

“Ghost reports indicate that he has had…numerous intimate ‘evenings’ with the young lady ever since.” Eric continued as he paused to see what the response was from his boss.

Jack thought about the whole sordid mess for only a few moments. This whole ordeal was going to play into his hands better than he had anticipated! The wicked grin that came across his face pressed all of the right buttons for the young MIT man. “Perfect,” Jack responded as he began typing again at a feverish pace. “Initiate command priority Beta2-271, ensure that asset is fully covered with cloak and maintains cover protocol till mission termination.”

“Yes sir,” the young man responded before re-assaulting his keyboard like a prize fighter.

Everything had fallen in to place better than Jack had ever imagined. If all of the programming ‘bites’, Jack would have a “live wire” into the office of his boss, and his finger on the control of his own program. Things could not get any better for him.

About the time that Jack and Eric were finishing up, Lissa came striding in through his office door, still wearing only the lab coat and sneakers with the two buttons at the waist fastened. “Thanks Eric,” Dr. Daniels stated as Lissa walked up to his desk only to stop and stand motionless.

“Need help with this one?” Eric asked as he stood up and picked up his lap top.

“No,” Dr. Daniels responded as he looked up at the blonde beauty standing directly in front of his desk. “I got this. Get your assignments done and let me know when we are ready.”

Without a second of hesitation Eric scooped up his lap top and headed for the office door. It was only when Jack took his eyes off Lissa that he noticed Eric scoping Lissa from head to toe. It really did make sense. He had found Eric in a windowless cubical in the NSC basement 5 years prior. It would only make sense that he might be attracted to Lissa. After all, it was through his help, and the unknowing help of his sister, that Lissa’s sensuality programming came to a reality. When the door closed behind Eric, Jack addressed Lissa.

“Give me the tactical report from last evening.” Jack stated as he made his hands at the ready at his keyboard.

“All files have been downloaded,” Lissa quietly responded as she remained motionless in front of Jacks desk.

“Yes, yes, yes…” Jack responded as his fingers scrolled over the mass of files. “But what I want is to hear your situational report about the team you observed last night.”

Without missing a beat Lissa began giving a detailed account of the events of the previous evening when she had interacted so closely with Jack’s son David and all of his friends. “Analysis indicates top 2 percent leadership characteristics with David Daniels. While displaying concern for his teammates, it is not out of his ability to order someone into a situation with high probability of death.” Dr. Daniels raised an eyebrow and stopped typing as he listened very carefully to Lissa’s report. “His ability to analyze a situation and come up with tactical advantages for himself and his team almost has no equal. Comparable to General George S. Patton in tactical ability, David Daniels leads by example and inspires his team to excel.”

A small smack of pride washed over him as Lissa’s last statement sunk in. ‘My boy is as tactically smart as Patton’ he thought to himself as he let his thoughts momentarily drift away from the task at hand.

Lissa continued her report as Jacks attention returned to her. “The remainder of the team all display exceptional abilities and execute their rolls within the whole with exceptional efficiency. All have adopted roles and positions indicative to their personality and abilities, and they all execute their jobs with vigor, enthusiasm, and at times a genuine display of ruthlessness.”

“In other words,” Dr. Daniels stated as he started typing on his computer again, “They all really love blowing the shit out of stuff.”

The tiniest of smiles came across Lissa’s face before she responded to Jack’s last statement. “Yes,” she responded simply before returning to the stone cold expression she had donned earlier. “But they also display the abilities of ruthless warfare, void of rules of engagement. Their abilities, within the afforded simulations last night, indicate a degree of effectiveness equivalent to seal team 7.”

Jack thought for a moment before he asked his next question. “Analysis, how would this group perform in real life combat if afforded some real training?”

Lissa remained silent for just a second before she replied. The calculations for the whole team caused only a momentary delay, making her response seem more natural to Jack. “Probability of success would be around ninety six percent, plus or minus two percent.”

“Only ninety six percent?” Jack asked as he stopped typing to look back up at Lissa.

“Physical attributes of the team indicate varying degrees of physical preparedness,” Lissa stated without any emotion of any kind. “While a few of the males displayed excellent levels of stamina…” Lissa was referring to the marathon fuck David had given her the night before. “Other members of the team show signs of inactivity and lack much of the physical abilities required to participate in an actual combat theatre where they might be engaged in activities similar to the scenarios simulated last night.”

Jack thought for a moment before he began typing on his lap top again. “Report to the lab for sample download and system service,” Jack stated as his focus moved down to the screen of his lap top while he continued typing.

With the kind of report he had just received about his son and his friends, Jack new he had a winning combination on his hands. The commands he was typing included labeling and cryo storage of all the samples obtained from the previous evening. A complete sterilization of all of Lissa’s bodily cavities, and the purge of the stored food from the previous evenings snacks. What Jack did not see was Lissa’s hand come up to the pit of her stomach after she turned around. Resting on the surface of her skin above her internal cryo unit, the first indication of personal loss raced through her circuity. Moments later she was out the door and on her way to the lab. Tasks were at hand, and the programming she was receiving guided her to the lab for the servicing Jack had ordered.

In the car, Linn sat very close to Sam, maintaining a slight hum as they left the parking lot of the research facility. Sam just stared blankly forward into empty space as the car made the few turns necessary to leave the facility and head back toward river city. It was only about 10 minutes into the trip before Linn spoke to Sam.

“Sam, I need you to enter my security clearance into the system and my position as your assistant,” she stated as she set the old man’s lap top down in his lap. “I need full security clearance for all projects you are involved with and access to your main data base, and I need it now.”

Sam did not hesitate in the slightest. Without missing a beat he opened his lap top and began typing. Linn watched intently at every key stoke, making a recording of his username and password. As the car rolled up the interstate Sam entered all of the data necessary for Linn to access almost every last file in the NSC database. With all of the protocols in place Sam closed the lap top and leaned back in his seat.

“That’s a good boy,” Linn said as she removed the lap top before swinging her right leg over Sam only to take up a position facing him while sitting directly on his lap. “Now,” she said as she hiked her skirt up and out of the way. “Why don’t you tell me how much you have missed me since you hired me?” As she completed this statement she unzipped the old man’s pants and pulled out his raging boner.

“Damn Linn,” Sam groaned as he felt his length slide up into his new assistant. “I don’t have the time for this,” he stated with just a slight bit of agitation.