Chapter 8

Cornelia took Manfred's hand and led him down the hallway to her room.

Gerry saw the semaphore at work again when Anna flashed a signal at Alex. When he saw Alex give a slight nod of her head, he wondered what he had missed. Was the message about Cornelia or what else could it be? When Alex sat on his left side and Anna sat on the other side of him he became tense.

Alex pushed her cheek against him, "Tonight I want you to come with me upstairs but only if you want to; I don't want you to think that I'm forcing you because I'm not," he could smell Jägermeister on her breath and he knew that it had taken much courage for her to bluntly proposition him.

Flustered he looked at Anna hoping for a lead from her but she was enjoying his disquiet; she remained silent wondering how he would handle Alex.

He panicked and floundered around in his mind trying to find a solution to his dilemma when he had a flash of inspiration.

"You're joking with me again aren't you, Alex."

'Now we'll see what comes of this, I'm not a toy to be passed from hand to hand, ' he thought, disappointed that they saw him like this.

Alex did not reply but turned her mouth and kissed his cheek and then put her cheek against his again, "Tell him Anna, come on don't let me down."

Anna put her cheek against his, "She isn't joking and the deal is that I'm coming too!"

'I'm trapped and they're treating me like they own me. Maybe they are joking, if they're not joking how will I cope with two mature women?' he thought, wild notions flooded his mind. Lost for words he remained silent until Alex rubbed her hand down his thigh and his erection made him uncomfortable.

'I could be dead tomorrow, why shouldn't the three of us have a little diversion, I'm like this before every mission, no one to cling to, no one to talk intimately with; I don't care if I have sex I just need the closeness, ' Alex thought desperately, 'but I wonder if Anna is right. The three of us might just turn our rendezvous into a circus.'

"Come on Gerry," Alex pulled Gerry to his feet.

Inside Alex's bedroom she lit a lantern; the soft yellow glow revealed a large bed covered with a lacy quilt, a dressing table with a large mirror and a stool adorned with pink lace, a large built-in wardrobe at one end did not detract from the spaciousness of the room.

With a swaggering show of courage Gerry undressed quickly and folding his arms he watched Alex slowly undressing but Anna had not hesitated and soon she was nude and on the bed.

"I'm not used to being gawked at by others like this," Alex said and moved to the lantern and turned the light down. She continued undressing with her back to Gerry.

Anna looked up at Gerry smiling; she squeezed her shoulders up telling him that all would be okay.

Gerry, from behind Alex, put his arms around her, "Have you ever had a massage?"

As she twisted to answer she gasped, "My God! Cornelia was right."

"What," Gerry asked.

"You are big," Alex said.

"You didn't answer me, have you ever had a massage. Anna what about you."

"No," they both answered.

Gerry led Alex to her bed; Anna quickly rolled the quilt and covers down to the foot of the bed and watched with interest as Gerry stopped at the edge of the bed.

"Lay face down."

Alex stretched out on the bed more tense than she thought that she would be; she closed her eyes wondering what Gerry would do to her. She knew now that she had lost the initiative.

Gerry climbed on the bed. Straddling Alex, he started kneading her shoulders; he kept the pressure on her muscles until he felt her let go. Anna climbed on the bed and nose-to-nose with Alex she asked, "Is that good? I've never had a massage."

"It's heavenly."

Gerry continued down until he reached her bottom and kneading those muscles he let his hand reach in between her thighs avoiding her pussy but she spread her legs wider. He turned and faced the foot of the bed and continued down her shapely legs pushing his thumbs into her calf muscles until they were soft and loose. He pulled her left foot up and holding it with both hands he worked the muscles of her foot with his thumbs.

Alex moaned, "That is so good. You are a magician."

When he had finished with her other foot Alex had her fingers buried deeply in her pillow.

Turning around he straddled Anna and began massaging her shoulders, she was more animated than Alex and moaned each time he pleased her. When he came to her feet she was ticklish but moaned loudly until he had finished. He climbed off the bed; both women were stretched out, their eyes closed.

"Time to turn over," Gerry announced.

Slowly they rolled over; Gerry straddled Alex and surprised her when he started lightly massaging her scalp, around her ears and softly down her throat to the muscles over her clavicles then as he massaged around her breasts he softly brushed her nipples, Alex gasped softly her eyes wide. She tried to grab his prick but he pushed her hand away.

He lightly massaged her soft midriff; he continued down until he was between her legs and his hands went to her right thigh. He massaged up and his fingertips pushed into her plump mound. He crossed to her left thigh and Alex grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him down.

"Please, I need more. I want you inside me."

But Gerry ignored her and ran his thumb down between her swollen lips pushing on her covered clitoris; she bucked against his hand as his thumb disappeared into her vagina.

"Please, put that dick inside me," she demanded.

Gerry looked at Anna, her eyes wide, a set smile on her face, she nodded her permission. Instead, Gerry felt bashful and he lifted her legs over his shoulders and plunged his mouth down onto her pussy.

Alex cried out as his tongue penetrated and withdrew licking up to her clitoris. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she cried softly, Gerry dropped her legs and fell forward onto her. Anna patted her cheek wiping her tears away.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Alex held him tight, "No, please come inside me before I explode, I can't take anymore."

Gerry's bashfulness had not diminished and turning away from Anna he lifted his penis but Alex grabbed him and placing him in position she thrust up until he was embedded to his root. Pausing for a moment she drew away and as she pushed against him she groaned deeply from her throat and wildly thrust against him. She continued wildly until her groaning turned to a high-pitched whimper and she stiffened, her breathing stopped. She held him tightly her fingernails biting into his shoulder muscles and she came, her inner muscles clenching, her breathing laboured. Then her legs and arms dropped limply to the bed; her eyelids fluttered as her chest heaved, her lungs sucking air.

Gerry held her firmly as she gasped quietly, "My God I've never ever felt like this."

Gerry relaxed and rolled onto Anna who seemed unable to roll away to give him room, recovering she held his face and kissed him deeply probing with her tongue. He turned to her and inserted two fingers into her pussy his thumb pushing on her clitoris. He continued stroking his finger and pushing on her clitoris and Anna was so aroused by what she had witnessed that she held his wrist and pushed her body against him; in minutes she uttered a deep groan and her laboured breathing told Gerry that she was having an orgasm.

For a few minutes Gerry laid between the two women his prick pointing to the ceiling when Alex grabbed him and looking at Anna she lightly stroked him.

"Anna we owe the magician a massage, it's only fair, come on."

"Now it's our turn to drive him crazy," Anna said as she helped Alex roll him onto his stomach.

By the time they reached his feet Gerry was drifting but he was laying on his erection feeling uncomfortable, he was relieved when they rolled him over.

"You start at his head Alex and I'll start at the feet."

Alex massaged his scalp and as her hands reached his shoulders she brought her lips softly down on his mouth. Gerry's tongue snaked out and gave her the French kiss that Lien had taught him but Alex did more than shiver she drew away and rubbed wildly at her clitoris.

"Oh, God. Anna the magician is casting spells on me."

"He's good at it isn't he? But I know how to stop him."

Anna fastened her mouth onto the head of his prick and gripping him with her hand she started pumping; she did not stop until he erupted into her mouth.

Gerry was sweating and he welcomed the covers being drawn up from the bottom of the bed.

Anna pushed the covers away and lifted the plaster on his midriff, "It looks clean, remind me to change that before you go tomorrow."

Both women nestled under his arms both had a hand on his chest.

"Did you swallow that, you know, the..." Alex asked.

"What else could I do with it?" Anna replied.

Gerry felt Alex twist her body in distaste; it was the last coherent thing that he remembered as he fell into sleep.

It was Manfred's Tuesday timetable that breakfast would be served at six; Alex would be the first to depart with Johan, Pieter and Ludovic with her. Then men from hut one would depart with a driver who would arrive at nine. Rudy from hut one to ride with Gerry and Manfred and they would depart about ten thirty their destination a point ten kilometres west of the outskirts of Stuttgart and north of Tubingen.

Anna roused Gerry from his sleep, "Alex has washed and is in the communications room monitoring messages. Let me see your wound."

Gently she prised the plaster from his midriff, "I think that it should be allowed to dry now, there's no infection. Go and wash and I'll see you in the kitchen."

It was well after six when Johan and his men entered the kitchen and sat around the long table and started eating breakfast.

Gerry had been helping Anna when she leaned close, "Watch the eggs while I go and see if Manfred and Cornelia are awake."

But as she started for the door Cornelia entered the kitchen, her hair was mussed she was stretching and yawning loudly. Anna grabbed her by the elbow and pushed her back into the dining room.

"You look untidy, go and wash and straighten your hair. Where's Manfred?" Anna was angry.

"He's washing. He'll be here shortly."

Cornelia shrugged her shoulders as she passed Manfred who entered the kitchen and sat down quietly and began eating.

'Manfred's not happy this morning.' Gerry thought.

When breakfast was finished Manfred ushered the eight men and Gerry into the dining room.

"Pass your identification cards to me."

He stabbed his finger in the direction of Johan, "Name!" he spoke with a vicious edge to his voice.

"Johan Myers," he replied confidently, a firmness to his voice.

Manfred questioned each man with details of their assumed identity and then surprised Gerry when he pointed and almost yelled at him.

"Name?"

"Gerry Landen."

"Where were you born Landen?"

"Frankfurt."

Manfred took him through the numerous details on his identification, just as he had with the others then he paused, took a sip of coffee; his face changed he was almost smiling.

"You've all done well, we're as prepared as we can be, and all we need now is a little luck. I'm sorry that I've put you all through the wringer but as I said when we first started it's better to make the mistakes here than with an SS officer. Don't forget to take your identification with you," he said as he placed them on the table. "If there are no questions then I wish you all a safe trip. Go and rest up until it's time for your departure."

As Johan led the men from the dining room Manfred leaned close to Gerry, "Cornelia has become a sex fiend, we were at it until just before I came to the kitchen."

"I can see that you're suffering," Gerry said sputtering through his lips. He felt that he was becoming Manfred's confidant and this lifted his spirits easing some of the tension that was beginning to unsettle him.

Together they bid farewell to Alex and watched her drive away, then they went to hut three and sat around idly waiting for the driver to arrive at nine.

"Why aren't we hiding in the pit, I thought that was standard practice whenever anyone came to the house," Gerry asked.

"I know this man and he's not coming from a camp with a chance of someone following him. He will have taken all precautions well before he gets here."

"What's his name?"

"Stefan."

At eight forty-five they heard a car entering the drive and Manfred quickly left the hut. When the driver emerged he and Manfred hugged and patted each other's backs.

Manfred introduced Gerry and together they went to the kitchen.

"Coffee," Manfred asked.

"Yes please, black plenty of sugar."

Cornelia made coffee for three and as she place the cups on the table Manfred asked, "Where's Anna?"

"She's busy listening for messages."

When Manfred introduced Cornelia as his fiancée Gerry saw the look of satisfaction on her face.

"Did you drive far Stefan," Cornelia asked.

"Yes I came from Stuttgart, it was an early start for me this morning. All in a days fun," he chuckled.

"Were you able to get petrol," Manfred asked.

"Not a problem I've got an auxiliary tank. We won't have a problem but the supplies that we need are becoming more difficult to obtain."

Stefan was a stout man, shorter than Manfred but he had a happy face and seemed constantly jovial.

"What's happening around Stuttgart," Manfred asked.

"We've had a couple of frights, a bit of exciting exchange of fire but none in the vicinity of our camp, thank God. Our biggest problem is charging batteries for the communications equipment. The lightweight generator we were using could be heard four kilometres away on a still night so we're carting batteries back and forth to the home of a sympathiser. Damn nuisance it is."

"Are you carrying any firearms, Stefan?"

"Just a couple of pistols, they're so well concealed under the front seat that it takes forever to get them out, might as well not have them. Are you?"

"Yes, a rifle and a pistol and they're easy to retrieve."

When Stefan was finishing his coffee, "I'll call the men," Gerry said.

When Stefan was satisfied that all were aboard he started the motor of the 1934 Mercedes-Benz, "See you in Stuttgart." He waved as he drove along the path and onto the road.

"Rudy, wait for us in the hut." Manfred said. Then he turned to Gerry, "Let's see if there's any news."

In the communications room, Anna said, "I'm sorry Manfred they had nothing for us at six or at nine. They told us to be patient, they're having a problem finding a boat big enough to carry everyone but not too large to attract attention."