Chapter 25

Arrangements for the filming were now complete. In another break with normal practice, the film was going to be shot sequentially from beginning to end. Moreover, with the exception of blowing the bridge — and that special-effects footage was already in the can — every scene would be shot on location. There would be no studio shooting at all.

The first scene would be the initial firefight involving Ben Johnson and Mike Callahan. While it was in progress, a camera would film Kelly/Kim’s escape down the drainpipe. She would be naked in her very first appearance on film.

Remarkably, it was turning out to be a very close recreation. The actual events had taken place beginning just a few days prior to April 15^th. Filming would begin on June 13^th.

Early on the 13^th, Kim went to the trailer where hairdressing and makeup were handled. Although usual for this motion picture, the facility was far smaller than usual since the film was operating with an effective cast of just two. There she encountered Henry Hall, the Academy-Award winning hair stylist. She had first heard of him from Carol Christian who had told her that Henry’s personal attention was an unanticipated fringe benefit of her employment at Clifford & Jamison.

Because she had become used to being nude and because she would be so often in the film, all she was wearing was a robe and slippers. Kim shed the robe after introducing herself to Henry, but before getting into the styling chair. He covered her with a stylist’s sheet and began to work.

“You’re exactly like Kathy Carlson,” he said. “You have the same very full head of hair that naturally streaks in the most beautiful ways.” He then proceeded to give her a full workout, but the effect of it was merely to very slightly shorten her hair.

When he was finished and turned the chair to permit Kim to see herself in the mirror, her eyes widened and she murmured, “But it looks the same as it was...”

“You’re right, it does. And it should,” Hall replied. Then he left her for a moment to bring in Penny Watts, the makeup director.

Penny came into the room and just looked at Kim sitting patiently in the chair. After a few moments, she pulled the sheet aside baring Kim’s body. Finally, in an utterly flat tone of voice she stated, “I hate you, Kimberly Kramer.”

Kim was stunned. Although Kelly had been teasing her mercilessly from the very beginning, Kim had always known it was teasing. But in this case, she was hearing the words from a woman she was just meeting for the first time.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because you’re trying to cost me my job, is why!” the woman exclaimed. “It’s nothing personal, you understand. It’s just self-preservation. I hate you.”

Kim was truly baffled. “I don’t understand...”

Penny moved beside the chair and began running her fingertips lightly over Kim’s body. Shaking her head she muttered, “It just gets worse...”

“I’m really confused,” Kim complained.

“Lady, you are utterly perfect! Your face and your body are both utterly exquisite. I’m supposed to make you look beautiful — I’m the makeup director, by the way — but...” Her voice just trailed off.

“But what?”

“But God beat me to it, is ‘what’! There is absolutely nothing I can do for you, lady, and that’s truly an all-time first in my experience.” To Henry she exclaimed, “Thanks a helluva lot, Henry Hall. Thanks for nothing!” Turning back to Kim she said, “Do me a favor, please? Stand up and turn around slowly.”

Kim did as she had been asked. After making a slow full circle, she stopped and just looked at Penny.

“Oh, Henry! This woman is too damned much. Have you ever seen a more perfect figure in your life? And her bearing! She carries herself like a queen and moves like a dancer. I said it before, and I’ll say it again: This woman is utterly perfect.” Then Penny raised an eyebrow and asked, “How’s your love life?”

“Pretty good, I think.”

“What do you mean, ‘you think’?”

“I’ve only been married for a little over a month,” Kim replied, “and Brad’s the only man I’ve ever been with.”

“Are you trying to tell me you were a virgin until just a few weeks ago?”

Kim just slowly nodded her head while looking sheepish.

“How long were you making love last night?” Penny pursued.

“A couple of hours, I guess.”

“And did you achieve orgasm?”

Kim just nodded.

“More than one?”

Again Kim nodded.

“How many?”

“Fewer than usual,” Kim replied softly. “It was only a few over 30. And Brad only came in me four times.”

“Oh. My. God!” Penny almost screamed. “You two are in a class by yourselves and in a world all your own.” Then she said sarcastically, “And I suppose you can cum on command?”

“It’s something Brad and I have been practicing,” Kim admitted. “Initially, I would cum when he asked me to, but then we realized that wouldn’t be too good in the movie, so now I can also cum when he just squeezes my thigh in a certain way.”

Then Kim changed the subject. “You really think I look okay?”

“Look, little girl,” Penny responded, “this whole thing started when Donna Douglas called me and said you were the most beautiful woman in the world. Well, I do all of Donna’s makeup, and all of Ali Clifford’s, too. I knew she was exaggerating and I thought she was jerking my chain. Now I know better. It was the simple truth.”

Suddenly Penny snapped her fingers and exclaimed, “My God! There’s going to be on-camera lovemaking in this film. And your husband is going to really cum inside you and you’ll achieve orgasm at the same time, won’t you?”

“Our practices have been pretty good,” Kim replied, “so I hope so.”

“Un-fucking-believable!” Penny exclaimed. “This is going to utterly blow the industry apart. Because I’m certain of one thing: There’s not a couple alive who are capable of doing what you two do. Wow!”

Finally, as a concession to “doing something”, Penny gave Kim a manicure and changed the color of her lipstick. She left the trailer muttering to herself.

Kim was nude and sitting beside a nursing Janet Cox on her sofa. Again Janet had a twin on each nipple. The student, Chris, was gently rubbing oil into Janet’s swelling abdomen and then did the same thing to her own. Kim was a bit surprised when Janet removed one of her babies and gave him to the young girl. Chris smiled warmly and then leaned back against the sofa — she was sitting naked on the floor — and put the infant to one of her own swollen tits. Immediately, the baby began to nurse while Chris cuddled it lovingly.

“Chris is getting close to term,” Janet explained. “And she’s doing so well, too! Have you noticed how perfectly she carries? Her back is always erect with her shoulders back and her lovely tits up-thrust. She plans on giving it up for adoption, but wants to nurse it first. I don’t know how wise that is, but that’s what she intends to do.

“Chris is a victim of women’s lib. Since the courts have ruled that it’s the woman’s right to choose, she made the decision to carry to term, so the baby is solely her responsibility. Thus saith the baby’s father.” Janet shook her head sadly and said, “I detest his position, but I really can’t fault his logic.”

“Janet, won’t my cue upset the babies?” Kim asked. Her cue was to be the firing of AK-47s.

“Ha!” Janet retorted, giggling merrily. “As long as these kids are attached to a nipple, the roof could come down on their heads, but if the milk keeps flowing, they couldn’t care less.

“Are you all set?”

Kim just nodded. She had a dagger which was an exact duplicate of the one the former commandant had. In fact, President Solov had provided three identical ones, just in case. It was just as well because Kim had been practicing dropping one from the window. After a few tries she was able to embed the blade in the ground every time.

Then they all heard the shots. They were automatic weapons with the characteristic chatter of the AK-47. Kim swallowed hard and said, “I’m on.”

With that she dropped a knife from the window and began her descent down the drainpipe.

The cast — both of them — were gathered with the director and others to look at the dailies from the first night’s shooting. Donna Douglas was there along with Dan, as were both Henry Hall and Penny Watts. The latter two had been invited because between them they had more experience in films than the rest of the crew combined. Although they were technicians of a sort, they were also real pros.

The first scene showed a naked Kim dropping the knife from the third-floor window and then sliding down the drainpipe.

“Perfect!” breathed Dan Douglas. “Kim, you could not have done it better.”

Then she padded around the corner and found a KGB enlisted man about to put Mike/Brad away. The man actually was a Russian soldier, but not KGB. Kim grabbed him around the throat with her right hand and apparently ran the dagger through his heart with her left. The knife actually passed on his left side, but to the camera it looked perfect. The young soldier played his part perfectly, collapsing to the concrete.

Mikhail Solov was also at the screening. His assistance had been invaluable. First, he had personally handled the recruiting of Russians who would have rôles to play. It seemed that they all wanted to do it; it was a tribute, after all, to Kelly Jackson, the savior of Russia. Of course, he had also been responsible for all the Soviet materièl they were using and for the full combat-ready armored division’s personnel who had come west to play their parts.

His last major contribution was really quite esoteric. They had rehearsed the scene in which Kimberly, disguised as a Soviet private, crossed the Weser bridge for the first time carrying 30 pounds of explosives on her back. Speaking to the guard on the bridge, she told him that she was carrying “special supplies for Major Vishinsky.”

“This will never do!” Solov announced after the run through.

“What did I do wrong?” Kim asked.

Solov smiled warmly and said, “My love, you did nothing wrong. It’s your accent.”

“What’s wrong with it?”

“If you were playing a senior staff officer, it would be perfect. Kimberly, your accent is that of a highly-educated — and socially well-placed — woman from St. Petersburg ... or Leningrad, as it was known at that time. That’s scarcely the way an army private would talk. Now let me show you...”

Solov then showed her what he meant and then sent for several young Russian privates. They then said Kim’s words, and as she listened to them, she nodded her understanding. Because she was a gifted mimic, in only a few minutes she was able to say her lines as if she were, in fact, a private in the Red Army recently drafted from the collective farm where she had been born and still worked.

The next scene they saw was their getaway from Langenhagen. Since this involved filming in a Volkswagen, it normally would have been shot in a studio. But not this time. Instead, there were three originally identical Bugs. One of them had had its left side removed so Brad and Kim could be filmed while seated side by side. Because Kim was naked for this scene, too, Brad’s body hid hers except for her lovely breasts. The second Volkswagen had had its back end cut off so the camera could film from behind, while the third was fully operational.

When the escape scene ended, Dan was in raptures. “My God!” he exclaimed, “Kimberly Kramer, you are the finest natural talent it has ever been my pleasure to work with.” Then turning to Hall and Watts he said, “You two have really been around this track! What do you think?”

“The very best!” Penny breathed.

“Incredible!” was Henry’s verdict.

Next came Kim’s run across the minefield toward the camp. As the bullets started to zing around her — and they were real — she bounded across the field zigzagging like a jackrabbit. “Unbelievable!” Dan Douglas breathed. “This absolutely couldn’t be any better.”

Then came the scene with Brad running after her. He did it perfectly, too, almost falling when he was “hit” by one of the bullets in his leg. But he managed to hop and hobble the rest of the way to safety.

To Donna, Dan said in a stage whisper, “Darling, have we been conned? This has got to be at least the 20^th film these two have appeared in together. It can’t possibly be their first. No one is as good as these two the first time out of the box!”

“You have a problem?” Donna retorted. “Hah! What about me? I’m the one who’s supposed to be an actress.” Then she looked thoughtful as she mused, “There must be something I can do...”

“How about being a mother?” Dan asked.

“Mmm...” Donna mused. Then she grinned and added, “That sounds like a plan!”

The next scene showed Kim “operating” on Brad’s leg to remove the embedded bullet. Here the camera work was utterly perfect, as was Kim’s performance. It only showed the tops of her hands, but not what her hands were doing. But it caught her concentration and even her sweating from the tension. It even caught the tiniest trembling in her hands as she operated and removed first the bullet and then the embedded uniform material driven into the wound ahead of the bullet.

The last scene was their lovemaking early the next morning. Again, the reality — Mike had been on his back because of his leg wound, and Kelly had been on top — helped in the filming. Kim was completely naked for this scene. She and Brad had just awakened in his sleeping bag. He had been feverish during the night, first, hot with fever, and then shaking with chills. Kim had stripped and climbed into the bag with him to warm his body with hers and had fallen asleep.

Initially Kelly/Kim had resisted when Mike/Brad wanted to make love, but then when she decided he did want to make love with her, she consented. Again the camera focused on Kim’s torso. A shot of Brad’s fully-erect cock would have blown the R rating to a full X. Kim positioned Brad’s cock while the camera focused on the intent and loving look on her face. When she had him seated, she began to move on him with a look of rapture on her face. Then she moved faster and when Brad came inside her, she climaxed, too. Then she just collapsed on top of him while he kissed her and stroked the sweat that by then coated her body.

“Unbelievable!” Dan Douglas exclaimed.

“Could you roll that last scene one more time, please?” Penny Watts asked.

Dan nodded to the projectionist and the scene rolled again.

When it concluded for the second time, Penny just shook her head. “I do not believe what I’ve just seen. Do you folks realize you can see the blush above her breasts, rising up her neck to her face? And do you know that’s one element of a woman’s orgasm that absolutely cannot be faked.”

To Kim she said, “You really had an orgasm, didn’t you?”

“Wasn’t I supposed to? I thought I was. Kelly told me she came with Mike the first time.”

“But, my God, woman! She didn’t have a full film crew standing around watching! But you did, and you came anyway. How in hell did you do it?”

“Penny, I think it might have been on our wedding night. I told Brad that I would make love with him anytime, anywhere. If he wanted to take me on the steps of city hall, that would be fine.” She paused and then added, “There are no words for me to describe how much I love this man.”

“Lady, that is your Academy Award scene. At least it is unless the film ignites running through the projector. That is the hottest scene I’ve ever seen.” Then she said, “I apologize, Kim. It’s just that I’ve spent my entire career dealing with phony emotions. I’ve worked with film stars past counting who are in love with love but don’t have the first foggy idea of what it is. Even when they’re getting married in church, their emotions are phony.

“But you, lady, are going to revolutionize the industry. God only knows what’s going to happen when faking isn’t good enough. Quite frankly, there are some very big names who I don’t believe have ever had an honest emotion of any kind in their lives.”

She paused and shook her head. “But you? Wow!”

The next day the sniper scene was shot, along with communicating with headquarters, and hiking to the Weser River bridge. When they were setting up for the sniper scene, at Kim’s insistence the setup was recreated using targets and measurements that Mike had used in setting up the range at Quantico.

Then with the Callahans watching, Kim repeated exactly what Kelly had done on that fateful day. Like Kelly at the time, she had never seen the sniper rifle, let alone had one in her hand. Nonetheless, she opened the box, assembled the rifle and like Kelly at the time only wearing a BDU jacket, she put spare clips in a jacket pocket and adjusted the sling.