Titel: Undercover
Subtitle: Part II
a little picture story
by Macklingirl
Cowley really looked shocked when Bodie hauled the item he had stashed in his pocket into Cowley's face. It fell on the file Cowley was reading and with disgust he lifted the jockstrap. Holding it between his fingers he said "I see what you mean and I will speak to Lady Smyth-Stockington about that. She already phoned and asked me to introduce you."

"Okay, Sir. We'll wait in the car", Bodie said while Doyle still grumbled to himself. "Come on, sunshine. Time to change our clothes, it's cold outside."
After a twenty-minute drive they reached Smyth-Stockington's manor. Outside the entrance Cowley summoned his agents "Behave yourself. Remember, Lord Smyth-Stockington and his daughter are very well known to Her Majesty."

"Of course, sir. Don't we always behave ourself's?" Doyle asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Oh, lad. I mean it." With that Cowley turned and knocked on the door. Very soon the door was opened by a butler who greeted Cowley like a very good acquaintance of the house. The entered the house and before Cowley could say anything to the butler there was a shout of joy from the stairs.
"Oh, uncle George! How nice to see you. Father told me that you would come over with the models for my collection. Are these the two nice men who agreed to stand in for my models? They look very good. Nice to meet you."

Cowley blushed a little and said "Phylis, my dear girl. We must speak."
Bodie looked in astonishment at Doyle, who mouthed "Uncle?" with an equally astonished look on his face. They would try to find out what was behind the whole thing. That doesn't sound like a real threat.
Soon they sat down in the library and Lady Phylis told them that every male model she hired was threatened with humiliation and death if he would wear what she created.
"Well, Phylis", Cowley said "maybe it is because of the style. My men won't wear the underwear you send them. Not if you want to publish any of the photos you'll take. And no, you don't have to look so sad, I forbid it. The reputation of CI5 would suffer greatly and I cannot allow that."
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The next day Bodie and Doyle again went to The Old Arlington, only to find it closed for the public. It was only opened for Lady Smyth-Stockington and her employees such as lighting technicians, beauticians and tailors. And for Bodie and Doyle, of course.
The first pictures that were taken were the following.




Lady Smyth-Stockington just wanted to take the next photo when suddenly there was an explosion in the lobby. Bodie and Doyle got her to safety as quickly as possible and hid with her in a safehouse.
To be continued
No, they are not mine. But if they were I think they could wear the things I choose for them.
I know the first pullover is a little small for Bodie and the one Doyle wears is a little too big. Maybe they changed without my knowledge. *g*
I hope you enjoy my little work.
Subtitle: Part II
a little picture story
by Macklingirl
Cowley really looked shocked when Bodie hauled the item he had stashed in his pocket into Cowley's face. It fell on the file Cowley was reading and with disgust he lifted the jockstrap. Holding it between his fingers he said "I see what you mean and I will speak to Lady Smyth-Stockington about that. She already phoned and asked me to introduce you."

"Okay, Sir. We'll wait in the car", Bodie said while Doyle still grumbled to himself. "Come on, sunshine. Time to change our clothes, it's cold outside."
After a twenty-minute drive they reached Smyth-Stockington's manor. Outside the entrance Cowley summoned his agents "Behave yourself. Remember, Lord Smyth-Stockington and his daughter are very well known to Her Majesty."

"Of course, sir. Don't we always behave ourself's?" Doyle asked with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Oh, lad. I mean it." With that Cowley turned and knocked on the door. Very soon the door was opened by a butler who greeted Cowley like a very good acquaintance of the house. The entered the house and before Cowley could say anything to the butler there was a shout of joy from the stairs.
"Oh, uncle George! How nice to see you. Father told me that you would come over with the models for my collection. Are these the two nice men who agreed to stand in for my models? They look very good. Nice to meet you."

Cowley blushed a little and said "Phylis, my dear girl. We must speak."
Bodie looked in astonishment at Doyle, who mouthed "Uncle?" with an equally astonished look on his face. They would try to find out what was behind the whole thing. That doesn't sound like a real threat.
Soon they sat down in the library and Lady Phylis told them that every male model she hired was threatened with humiliation and death if he would wear what she created.
"Well, Phylis", Cowley said "maybe it is because of the style. My men won't wear the underwear you send them. Not if you want to publish any of the photos you'll take. And no, you don't have to look so sad, I forbid it. The reputation of CI5 would suffer greatly and I cannot allow that."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next day Bodie and Doyle again went to The Old Arlington, only to find it closed for the public. It was only opened for Lady Smyth-Stockington and her employees such as lighting technicians, beauticians and tailors. And for Bodie and Doyle, of course.
The first pictures that were taken were the following.




Lady Smyth-Stockington just wanted to take the next photo when suddenly there was an explosion in the lobby. Bodie and Doyle got her to safety as quickly as possible and hid with her in a safehouse.
To be continued
No, they are not mine. But if they were I think they could wear the things I choose for them.
I know the first pullover is a little small for Bodie and the one Doyle wears is a little too big. Maybe they changed without my knowledge. *g*
I hope you enjoy my little work.
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Date: 2021-12-11 09:32 pm (UTC)There's one more day to come. So stay put and look out for Part III.