Eric DeWit woke up, as was his habit, ten minutes before his alarm was to go off at 6:30 in the morning. He hated morning. Mornings were evil in Eric's mind. However he needed to get up in order to start his new job.
Eric was lying on his queen size bed with his girlfriend, Sandra Beers. The gorgeous twenty nine year old girl was lying on the bed facing away from him. Eric glanced at the girl making sure she was still asleep. He noticed that the sheet merely covered her long legs, Eric could see the baby blue tank top that covered her small but pretty breasts. Sandra had long strawberry blond hair  and piercing blue eyes. She was well muscled because Sandra participated in a variety of amateur sports and went to the gym constantly.
Eric took one more satisfied look at Sandra before quietly getting up, turning off the alarm and with the agility of a panther, stood up from the bed and quietly walked to the bathroom. Eric was excited. He wanted to start his new job as soon as possible. And for the time being Eric was keeping his nervousness bottled up.
Sandra woke up right after Eric stood up from the bed. She was a light sleeper. Though Eric was generally quiet, it was hard for him not to wake her up. Not that she minded. She loved Eric and was hoping this if his new job worked out, a proposal was in the works. She also knew that Eric hated morning. And Sandra did not have to go to work at the retail store till eleven today. Which meant Sandra could stay in bed and gently tease her boyfriend.
Sandra, quietly turning her head, was able to watch Eric walk out of the bedroom that she shared with him, getting a good look at his back. He looked good wearing black boxers. Eric did not have a lot of muscles, he was thin and wiry, which he demonstrated quite often in bed. Eric had lovely chestnut colored eyes and blonde hair cut short. As far as she was concerned, her boyfriend was a stud.
Sandra smiled to herself as  she thought about last night. Sandra kicked off the sheet exposing her legs and the skimpy thong panties she was wearing. Sandra looked forward in teasing her boyfriend when he returned to their room.
Eric and Sandra rented a small house in a secluded neighborhood. The two almost never saw their neighbors, the houses in the area were actually fairly spread out. Eric was quite found of the arrangement. Though the house was small, it did have two bedrooms. After showering, Eric got dressed in the second bedroom. He put on a black suit and tie with a white shirt. Black socks and black shoes (which were well shined) completed the ensemble. Looking at the mirror Eric decided he looked good. The suit fit well on Eric's wiry frame. Smiling to himself Eric was going to check on Sandra and then head out to start his new job.
Eric was greeted to a surprise. He saw Sandra gorgeous body, completely free from the sheet. Her tank top covered her breasts but still exposed her cute belly. The thong panties left nothing to the imagination,Eric got a good look at her gorgeous legs. And she was wearing a big smile on her face.
'Hello honey, ' Sandra said. 'Such a shame you have to get up so early, whatever will I do. ' Sandra stretched out on the bed pushing out her breasts and pelvic reason. With a wolf like grin Eric quickly traversed the distance to the bed and gave Sandra a kiss, his hand rubbing her belly and pelvic region, causing Sandra to squeal into the kiss.
'You are such a brat, ' Eric said.
'You love it, ' Sandra replied with a smile, showing her perfect teeth.
'Okay, fun over, ' Eric said. He stood up from the bed. 'I have to get going. I will be home late today. I have a lot to do at work today considering it is my first day. And I have a field assignment that will go late into the evening. I will be home close to midnight.'
'What exactly does this job entail, ' Sandra asked. 'You never said.'
Eric paused briefly before answering. Choosing his words carefully Eric replied, 'It is a government job. It entails examining land and other parts  of the environment. Sometimes I will have to perform inspections. It is not high security but it does required a small amount of discretion.  '
Sandra noticed the delay in the answer. Sandra had been dating Eric for the last two years. She knew him pretty well and got the sense he was holding back. But that would make sense if the job entailed a certain amount of discretion.  'Well I might wait up, ' stretching her muscular body again. 'Assuming you will have enough energy for a little extracurricular activity. '
Eric reached down and gave Sandra a quick kiss. 'Oh, I will have enough energy.' Eric strode to the bedroom door, 'And I will remember the next time you have to get up early and I don't have to.' Eric said looking at Sandra with a mischievous grin and a wink.
Sandra winked back as Eric strode out of the room. Damn, he looked good in that suit she though to herself. Glaring at the clock at her bedside, she decided tat she did not have to get up for another hour. Curling underneath her covers again, she went back to sleep.

Eric drove to his office. Truth be told, he was nervous. Not only was this the first day on the job, it was going to be the first time he will be working in the field. He was ready for this. He has been trained for this. However, he was still very nervous.
The office was located on the first floor of a small, nondescript building in a nondescript area. There were only about a dozen offices in the building. The office were Eric was to work was effectively separated from the rest of the building. Consisting of a receptionist area, a dozen offices, a computer server room,  restroom, and a conference room, the only way in or out of the office was a single door in the back of the building. Unless you had to go to the office, there was no reason for anyone to even see the door.
Eric walked in and nodded to the fifty five year old secretary.
'Good morning Miss O'Neal, how are you doing today?' Eric asked in a polite and sincere tone. Eric had met the woman when he had interviewed for the job at the office. (That was in fact his second interview, his first interview being conduced in a local coffee shop. ) Eric liked the woman, she was efficient and pleasant.
'Hello Mr. DeWitt. I am doing fine. I hope you have a good first day, ' she replied with a twinkle in her eyes.
Eric smiled at her and quickly headed to his office, hoping to hide the look of nervousness in his face. He did not know it, but he failed. Miss O'Neal had no problem seeing the fear in Eric's eyes
Miss O'Neal loved rookies. She was quiet curious if he was going to work out at his new job.

Eric was one of the first people into the office. He saw only two other employees, both in their offices. The office had a very very generic look. Muzak could be heard in the background. Uninteresting plants were strategically placed throughout the office. But other than that, there was nothing in the office to give a person the idea as to what went on in the office. The office was impersonal and antiseptic.
Eric had been instructed not to talk to his co-workers. He was to go straight to his office and work at various meaningless assignments. He was to have lunch at noon and soon his partner, Greg Olson,  would be seeing him sometime in the afternoon and together they would talk to the boss.
Eric had  been interviewed by the head of the office, Mr Simon Duet.  After that interview, Eric started his month long training. Once his training was completed, he was given his start date and his initial instruction. He was also introduced to his partner, Greg. Eric had also been told that before heading off to the field, Mr Duet wanted to talk to his for a final pep talk.
Eric walked into his office and looked around. The office looked generic and boring. There was a desk, chairs, an empty bookshelf, and a computer with flat screen. After giving the office a once over he went to his desk where some papers could be seen. He sat down and the day began.

Eric worked in the morning, had lunch, and worked in the early afternoon. As it got latter and latter, Eric got more and more nervous. At 3:30 Greg walked in, also wearing a black suit. Greg looked like a California surfer. He had beach blonde hair and dark blue eyes. He was tall and well muscled.
'Hello Eric, ready to start the real part of the job?'
Eric shot up from his desk with a nervous smile on his face. He nodded.
'It is okay to be nervous Eric. I was my first day. So was the boss on his first day. It is perfectly okay.'
A genuine smile appeared on Eric face, 'Really?' Eric asked.
'Yep, just don't mention it to the boss when we have our chat, got it?' Greg smiled back at Eric.
'I wont, ' Eric replied with a grin. Together they went to see the boss, Simon Duet.

Other then Miss O'Neal, there were no secretaries in the office. Greg knocked on the door of Simon Duet office and after hearing him say enter, Greg opened the door and directed Eric to walk int the office first.
Simon Duet, sitting at this desk, looked up from some papers he was reading.
'Greeting gentlemen please take a seat, ' pointing to a pair of chairs in front of his desks.
The office was sparsely furnished.  Other than the desks and chairs, there was no other furniture. Other then some generic art work on the walls, there was nothing in the office to give a visitor a window into the personality of Simon Duet. Though that being said, this office had more personality than the rest of the office.
Simon Duet was fifty-two years old. His brown hair was cut very short and was showing signs of gray.  He had hazel color eyes and was clean shaven. He was wearing a black suit, cut extremely well to fit Simon Duet well muscled athletic frame. Despite not being in uniform, Simon demeanor suggest a military background.
After Eric and Greg sat down, Simon said, 'Well Mr. DeWitt I would ask you how your first day went but we all know that your work will really begin this evening. I assume you have been briefed as to the procedures you will be following.'
'Yes sir, ' Eric replied. 'When I come to work, I handle the busy work that comes my way. While not my true function, I should do a reasonable good job on the work. It provides cover.'
Eric took a breath before continuing. 'On certain days, Greg will come to my office and bring me to you. Together we will get our true assignment. I am to understand that the days and times of my assignment or rather our assignment, ' Eric pointing to Greg, 'will vary. Sometimes I might have two or three a week. Other times, I will have none.'
Simon nodded. He had heard this statement multiple times. 'And do you have any problems with this job. ' He asked this question, his x-ray like eyes staring at and inside Eric.
Eric hesitated for a moment. Taking a deep price he said, 'No, I don't think I have any problems with the job. I will be honest, I did a lot of practicing and training but actually being out in the field and doing the job for real does scare me. '
'You did not answer my question. Do you have any misgivings? ' Simon's voice was as hard and sharp and cold as a diamond tip blade.
Taking a deep breath Eric replied, 'I do understand the basic logic. I was told that what we do is for the greater good. If one person suffers so that a million people can be saved, that is a good exchange. And for the most part I do believe in the greater good.'
After a pause, Eric continued, ''But that is at an intellectual or theoretical level. Actually doing the job, carrying out my objectives, scares the hell out of me.'
'Totally understandable. You are not the first rookie to say what you have said.' Simon demeanor  changed. He heard what he expected to hear.
'Don't misunderstand me sir, I do believe what we are doing. I see what we get out of it. Advances in science and technology that have given the United States a plethora of advances. However...'
'Yes that is the key point,'  Mr. DeWitt. 'Just remember what we get from this arrangement. And I want you to think of something. Last year we had a “breakthrough” that allowed us to effectively wipe out a deadly virus strain. Literally thousands of people were saved. Don't think of the one or two people that suffer. Think of the thousands and millions of people that we can save. And think about how much good we are doing for this country. Remember that.'
Eric nodded. Simon was correct. He had to think of the greater good.
'Now let me talk to you about your assignment....' Simon Duet took a folder from a drawer in his desk and opened it up....

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Mary Beth Davis was working in the front desk of the yoga studio where she was employed. Mary Beth was a short, attractive 24 year old woman. She has long yellow blonde hair tied in a pony tail with light blue eyes. She was wearing multicolored leggings and a baby-blue short-sleeve shirt with spaghetti straps. She was wearing flip flops. She was frowning at the screen she was working on muttering under her breath about how much she hated paperwork.
Carol Swan walked over to her friend and colleague. She was dressed in a pair of light gray loose fitting yoga pants and a pale pink tee shirt with spaghetti straps. Her dark hair was cut very short. She was of medium height and possessed fairly substantial breasts. She had blue green eyes.  Flip flops were on her feet. A mischievous grin sprouted on her pretty face. 'How is the paper work Beth?' the assistant manager of the studio asked.
Mary Beth, who was called Beth by her friends and everyone else looked up to the tall thin brunette with green-brown eyes with an annoyed grimace.
'Oh yeah, I love paperwork, ' she answered sarcastically.
Carol smiled as she looked outside, making note of the setting sun. 'I am glad management wants two employees at the studio at all times. It does make me feel safer.'
Mary, look outside as it was getting darker and darker nodded in agreement. 'It is a small class isn't it Carol? '
'Yep, ' Carol replied. 'Two people had to cancel. However, the sisters who go to the local college, Joan and Cindy DeClair will be here. The corporate lawyer Sandra O'Neal. And the woman who works at that big store downtown, Kim Andrews will be here as well. '
'Actually Kim is already here. She is changing in the locker room, ' Mary replied to Carol.
'Yep and I am ready to try and relax my muscles and cleanse my mind, ' Kim said as she walked in to join the two yoga instructors. 'I hate my store, the customers I have to work with, my life, the world in general. ' Kim was of Japanese extraction. She was short with jet black hair which hung loosely around her neck. She was fairly petite in stature. She was wearing a black sports bra with tight black shorts which reached just below her knees.
Unable to resist Mary asked, 'Let me guess, you had a bad day?'
Kim gave a dirty look to Mary. 'You have no idea. Work was just crazy. And to make matters worse, one of our cashiers quit on us. Out of the blue.' Kim took a few moments to breath.
'If it is alright, I am going to the gym area now. Just to do a few breathing exercises to get started.'
'Of course, ' Carol replied. 'I will be in there shortly. '
Kim nodded to both girls and walked over to the gym area.
'Wow, she did have a bad day, ' Beth said quietly.
Carol nodded, thinking to herself. Beth looked at her friend noting the serious look in her face. After half minute Carol said, 'It is funny, Beth, I had to go to the bank today. I heard the tellers saying how one of their tellers just quit. No word or reason. I knew her. I think her name was Christina. She seemed to be smart and level headed. I was surprised she would just walk out.'
'That is odd, but it does happen, ' Mary replied. 'I mean this is a big city. People quit and walk away all of the time.'
'Yeah I guess you are right.'
The door opened and three ladies came in. All three carried a yoga blanket and back pack. Joan and Cindy DeClair came in first. You could tell they were sisters. They were both blond with long hair and crystal blue eyes. They were tall with similar bone structure and similar faces. Joan was nineteen while Cindy was twenty-one. They were both wearing blue jeans and blouses.
Sandra followed the two sisters. She was a tall, confident looking woman. She held her head high, her chestnut hair was tied up tightly in a bun. She had hazel eyes with a piercing stare. She was wearing a green pant suit.
'Hello ladies. How are you guys doing?' Carol asked with a big smile.
She was answered with a chorus of cheerful greetings and answers in the affirmative. After a few moments of chit chat  the ladies walked over to the changing rooms. Mary Beth and Carol chatted a little longer and then Carol walked over to the gym where Kim was waiting. Mary took a look outside noting that is was almost dark. For some reason she shivered. She had a feeling she was being watched.
'I am just being silly, ' Mary Beth thought to herself. She resumed her paperwork.

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Eric and Greg was sitting in a nondescript windowless van some distance from the yoga studio where Mary Beth and Carol worked. They were both still wearing their black suits with dark sunglasses. A careful observer would have also noticed  gun holsters underneath their suit jackets. Both Eric and Greg had a leather bag next to them. Sitting at the driver seat was a black hair man also wearing a black suit and dark glasses. Eric had learned his name was Shawn.
Shawn stated, 'Looks like the ladies have arrived. They should have started the yoga class now. And it is officially past sunset.'
'You ready Eric, ' Greg asked putting his hand on Eric's shoulder.
Eric nodded, 'Yep I am.'
'And you know the plan. ' Greg asked him.
'Yes, I have gone over it in my mind. I am ready.'
'Excellent, then lets pop your cherry and get started.' Greg, grabbed his bag and started getting ready to leave. Eric followed suit.
'Keep an eye on your phone Shawn, I will send you a text when you should move next to the studio.'
'No problem, I am not going anywhere, ' Shawn replied. Shawn thought to himself, 'Assuming the rookie does not screw things up.

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Mary looked up as she saw two men walking into the yoga studio dressed in black and dark sunglasses and each holding leather bags.
'Hello Miss I just want to ask you some questions about this yoga studio.'
'Yes, ' Beth said standing up from her desk. She saw the blonde haired man walk over to her desk and position himself so that she was not looking at the door. The guy who looked like a surfer dude in a black suit stayed near the door.
'My girlfriend is interested in taking some yoga classes. I thought it would make a nice birthday gift for her if I bought her some classes. Can you give me an idea as to what services you provide?'
'Of course, ' Mary replied. 'My name is Mary Beth, I am a yoga instructor here, we have a lot of services to offer.'
As Mary spoke, she failed notice how the surfer dude had surreptitiously locked the front door and turned off the open sign. He then quietly put his hand underneath his suit jacket.
'Now is your girlfriend a total novice or does she..ow!' Mary slapped her neck as she felt a sting. She never noticed the other man raise his weapon, aimed, and fired. She never heard the quiet hiss from the weapon as a dart fired out of the weapon and hit Mary's neck. 'What was...'  Mary voice stopped as her head started to swoon. She felt blackness begin to overcome her brain.

As soon as Greg had fired the dart from his gun and Beth started to succumb to the strong sedative Eric quickly walked behind the desk and grabbed the yellow blond hair girl. She was already knocked out when Eric had grabbed the girl. He gently lowered the girl to the ground and placed her on her stomach. While Greg quietly walked over to the gym area, Eric grabbed his bag and knelt behind the sleeping girl. From the bag he took out some zip ties and started to secure the girls wrists behind her back. Next her legs were tied at the ankles and knees. Eric could not help but notice the girls butt through the multicolored leggings she was wearing. Rules clearly indicated that he was not allowed to molest the girl. He, did however gently stroke her behind.
'She is pretty, ' Eric thought to himself. Next he took a ball gag and strapped the gag into her mouth. Finally a cloth bag was put over the helpless girl. The girl was now bound, gagged hooded, and completely helpless.
Eric got up just as Greg came back.
'Get your gun out', Greg said quietly,'we have five targets to take out.'
Eric silently nodded and drew his own dart gun and followed Greg to the gym area.

Behind Greg Eric could see five girls performing yoga techniques. There was a pretty instructor and four girls following the lead of the instructor. Two college girls were closest to Eric and Greg. An Asia girl was next with a light brown hair woman furthermost away. Greg indicated he was to take out the coed girl closest to them, he would take out the instructor. They would then take out the remaining three girls.
Both Eric and Greg fired their darts guns when the girls eyes were shut.

Carol enjoyed her job as a yoga instructor. She especially enjoyed working with this group of students. They were always nice an pleasant, willing to try things to challenge the body and the mind. She noticed, and could not help but smile to herself, Joan and Cindy DeClair were wearing identical outfits, lime green yoga pants with pale blue tank tops. Every time they stretched, their tank tops would just cover they substantial breasts. Sandra was dressed some what conservatively. She was wearing dark blue loose-fitting yoga pants and a light blue tee-shirt.
Kim seemed to have calmed down since she first entered the studio. Carol noticed that the frustration in her body was slowly leaking out of her system. Even Carol, after being concerned about Kim's wayward employee, had started to calm down.
Carol was doing an exercise that involved closing her eyes. She thought she heard a hiss but before she could do anything she felt a sting on her neck.

Cindy heard her sister make a sound. Opening her eyes she looked at her sister.
'Ouch, wha...' Joan hand was at the back of her neck. She started to swoon, her eyes beginning to flutter close. Cindy immediately tried to stop her sister from collapsing on the floor. She heard Kim and Sandra gasp. Looking up, she saw Carol started to collapse onto the floor, clearly unconscious.
'What is going on OW!' She felt a sting on the back of her neck. Before darkness would overcome her, Cindy saw Kim slapping the back of her neck.

Sandra saw Cindy and Kim slapping their necks at the same time. Like Carol and Joan, they both starting to collapse onto the ground. She quickly got up and finally noticed two man standing near then entrance to the workout room. They were dressed in black suits  and were both carrying what looked like guns. And they were pointing at her.
Sandra tried to turn and run away. She head a quiet hiss. By some miracle both darts missed her. Sandra almost made it to the back of the room where the emergency exist was. Her hand was at the handle where she was struck by two darts. As a result of the double dose of knockout drug, Sandra was unconscious before she hit the floor.

'Not bad rookie, ' Greg whispered to Eric. Eric was breathing deeply, his hands slowly lowering the dart gun he was holding. He was slightly amazed he was able to do it, actually dart three girls.
'Sorry about missing the last girl, ' Eric replied.
'Don't worry about it, I missed too. Now, secure the girls while I get Shawn.'
Eric nodded. He put his weapon back into his shoulder holster. Picking up his bag, he walked over to the sleeping girls.
It took about twenty minutes. All five girls were lying down next to each other. Zip ties secured their wrists, ankles, and knees. All five girls had large ball gags in their mouths. Taking out cloth hoods he covered each girl's head with a dark blue hood. He left them and walked to the front of the yoga studio where he picked up the first girl they had subdued. Carrying her over his shoulder, he took her to join the others.
While waiting for Greg and Shawn, Eric looked at the sleeping girls. All six girls were quite pretty. He had a thing for girls wearing tight fitting clothing. The zip ties only increased the allure of the six yoga girls. Eric was tempted to just stroke the ass of one of the girls when Greg and Shawn returned from a room which housed the circuit breakers of the building.
'Okay, lets get the girls loaded up into the van.' Shaw said.
Taking only two trips each, the three men loaded the girls into the van. Eric carried one of the coeds and the Asian woman. As he carried his helpless bundle, Eric found himself stroking the girl rear as well as accidentally groping their breasts. He especially liked groping the coed breasts. Greg mere glanced at Eric, making sure that was all he did.
With Shawn sitting in the driving seat and Greg and Eric sitting in the area where the girls were stored in order to keep an eye on them, they were ready to leave. Before turning the ignition key Shawn thought to himself that the rookie did okay.
As the van drove away, a fire started in the yoga studio. By the time the firetrucks arrived, the studio was burnt to the ground.
Greg leaned back glancing at their cargo. 'We have an hour to get to the initial staging area. The girls will be awake in another thirty minutes. We just have to make sure they don't make a fuss.'
Eric glanced at the girls again noting how attractive they looked bound and gagged while wearing their sexy yoga outfits. Eric had noticed that for several girls their breasts were sticking out because their wrists were tied behind their backs.
'We also don't touch the girls Eric, ' Greg said sternly.
With a sheepish green Eric replied, 'Understood.'
'So Eric, how were you recruited?' Shawn asked.
Eric thought for a few moments. 'I actually applied to the police academy. They rejected my application. A few days latter someone met up with me. He told me a story that I thought was crazy. I mean aliens are real. And in exchange for girls they give us technology. I couldn't believe it. But they were able to prove their stories. After two  interviews and  a month of training I was officially hired. How about you?'
'My sister was saved by the alien technology. After that I will do anything to make sure that the Aliens continue to give Earth their technology.
Eric head nodded as he heard Greg's story. Eric had heard of stories like that of course. But to hear how someone directly benefited from the technology nonetheless struck a chord inside Eric's soul.
'Remember what Simon said, think of the greater good. ' Greg said.
Eric nodded in agreement. 'For the greater good, ' he answered back.

Carol started to wake up. The first thing she realized was that she was in darkness despite the fact that her eyes were open. She felt a large rubber ball in her mouth. Finally she realized that she could not move her arms and legs. Carol realized that she was in some kind of moving vehicle. She could feel other people present. She thought she cold hear groaning coming from other people.
Carl started to scream into her gag. But between the rubber ball and the hood, her screams were effectively muffled.
'Knock it off lady, ' she heard cold voice from someplace. 'Unless you want to get darted again.'
Carol immediately settled down though she tried to free her wrist from what felt like hard plastic keeping her wrists together. Her wrist strained under the tight zip tie holding them together. The zip ties held nonetheless.

The van pulled into a large warehouse. The building was in the middle of nowhere.
'It might not look it, but there is security in this area. Any unauthorized visitors are carefully watched. Usually, they just go on by, totally unaware as to what is going on. Once in a while, they have to be intercepted and dealt with. ' Eric did not ask what that meant.
The van's cargo, for the most part,Eric noticed, behaved themselves. Other than quiet whimpering, they did not make a fuss.
'Lets go, we still have stuff to do, ' Greg said.
Eric nodded and followed Greg out of the van. Sean himself got out as well to help.
Eric took a moment to take in the building. There were several large trucks. Two other vans could be seen. But what stood out in Eric mind were the rows of cages. Most of the cages, about forty,  contained a naked girl. Each girl was ball-gagged with their wrists handcuffed behind their backs. Leg irons bound their ankles. Around the cages were a number of men also dressed in black suits.
'Earth to Eric, Earth to Eric... are you still there?'
Eric shook his head. 'Sorry about that.' Eric helped Greg take a girl out, the Asian one. Sean wrapped a collar around the girls neck. They then took out Carol and put a collar around her neck. They then attached the collars to each other so that they could only be separate from each other by about two feet. Soon all of the girls were collared and connected to each other in a coffle.
After they were finished Greg handed the leash of the lead girl to Eric.
'Please, do the honors.'
Grinning, Eric took the leash and began to lead the squealing girls to the cages. Shawn and Greg helped the girls along. After reaching the cages each girl had their clothing cut off. Handcuffs secured the wrists and leg irons were attached to their ankles. Their hoods were removed. The girls eyes blinked because of the harsh light in the warehouse and because of the other girls they could see in cages. Each girl, one at time, was removed from the coffle and dragged into a cage. Each girl struggled to prevent them from being put in a cage but failed.
Eric took a moment to look at the girls he had just kidnapped. He took a couple of deep breaths.
'Remember what we get out of this. '
'I know, ' Eric replied. 'For the greater good, ' Eric said with conviction.
Eric followed Greg and Shawn to the van.

Carol looked at her kidnappers from inside of her cage. She struggled in her handcuffs and leg-irons. She actually tried screaming at them as they walked away. One of the men in black walked over to her and banged her cage.
'Settle down or you will be darted again, ' he growled at her.
Carol settled done, once again noting her naked body secured in metal. Tears started to flow from her eyes miking with the drool coming out of her ball-gagged mouth.
'Why did they kidnap me, why did this happen to me.'
She would soon find out. Around the same time when she would also learn that aliens are real.

Six month latter.....
Since starting his new job, Eric had participated in three kidnapping operations. One included kidnapping a reporter (Miss Breen might have been her name) who specialized in conspiracy theories. Despite his good work, Eric got the sense that his boss and other coworkers were keeping an eye on him. Eric himself noticed that they did not hire a lot of new people. Apparently he was the first new hire in over three years. They did not hire a lot of new people and kept a close eye on those that they did.
One Sunday night Eric was in the living room with Sandra. They both had the day off and were dressed casually. He was wearing gray sweat pants and a gray tee shirt. She was wearing black jeans and navy blue tube top. They were watching the late afternoon news. There was a news report about a young Hispanic girl that went missing two nights ago. The police had no leads.
'That poor girl, I hope they find her, ' Sandra said.
'I a sure they will, ' Eric said nonchalantly.
Sandra shook her head. There was a lot of evil and cruelty in the world she thought to herself.
Eric got up. 'I will be right back. I have to get something from our room.'
'No problem, ' Sandra said. “I want to get a beer from the kitchen. Do you want one?' she asked.
'Sure.' Eric reached down and kissed Sandra on the forehead. He then left the room.
Sandra looked at the TV again, thinking about that missing girl. He went to the kitchen and grabbed two beers. Walking back into the living room he placed the bottles on the table. He then grabbed yesterday paper to work on the crossword puzzle. She then looked around for her pen.
'Damn, where did it go, ' she asked herself. Her eyes went over to Eric brief case.
'I think I saw a pen in there, ' she said to herself. Walking over to the briefcase she opened it up. Her blood froze.
A picture of the missing Hispanic girl was looking at Sandra. She picked it up and noticed that information about the girl was paper clipped to the photos. Looking through the briefcase Sandra saw a number of photographs of girls. Attached to each photo was information about the girl. Sandra then realized that a bundle of zip ties and several ball-gags in the briefcase as well.
'What are you doing Sandra.' Eric asked quietly.
Sandra jumped twelve feet and turned to face Eric. She never heard him come in. The papers fell from her hands. Eric looked at the papers and then at Sandra. She saw a look in Eric's eyes that she had never seen before, His eyes were now cold and dark and bored into Sandra.
'What have you done. Why do you have pictures of these girls.'
Eric closed his eyes briefly. He opened them up. 'You should not have opened my briefcase. If you had not done so, this would have not been necessary.'
Sandra never had timed to scream or run. Eric struck like a cobra his hands reaching out and grabbing Sandra. He pushed her to the floor onto her stomach and then grabbed one of his zip ties. By the time Sandra could think of fighting back, her  hands were wretched behind her back and forced together with the rasping sound of the zip tie as it was tightened.
Sandra started to struggle and scream. 'Help help me, she said, please someonemmmph ' Eric had grabbed one of the ball-gags and trust the ball into her mouth, he then tied the strap behind her head. Sandra started to struggle more and more. Her long toned legs struggled. She kept trying to get up. But Eric would not let her. He grabbed to more zip ties. He sat down and wrapped his arms around her legs. Holding her legs together, she managed to secure her ankles together. He then forced Sandra onto her stomach and pushed her ankles to her wrists. He then secured them together in a tight hogtie.
Sandra still tried to struggle, screaming into her gag. Sweat was poring out of her as she struggled and screamed into her gag. But she could not get loose. Eric got up and looked at his victim.
'Sorry Sandra, ' Eric said. I am afraid you might be having a new life.
Eric took out his cell phone and dialed a number. If Sandra had looked, she would have realized that the cell phone was not his normal phone. 'Hello, Greg, I need some help.' Sandra continued to struggle.

Latter that evening....
Eric was sitting in his boss's  office. After directing Eric to take a seat, Simon's eyes had been glued to some papers. The silence was deafening. Simon had shown no emotions as he read from his papers. Eric did his best not to squirm. Eric did not know what was going to happen next. After watching his ex girlfriend be picked up and watched her squirming body being placed inside a van, Greg had driven Eric to the office where he was directed to the bosses office. He had to go see his boss alone.
Finally Simon lifted his head.
'I am quite disappointed in you. You were quite careless with office papers. This could have easily exploded into something we could not have contained. Not everyone will accept the greater good position that we have used to justify our actions.' Simon did not raise his voice as he spoke to Eric. He did not have to. Eric's face was bright red and he had not realized that he was holding his breath.
'However, ' he added, 'you did handle the situation well. You secured the girl, or rather new product, and called for support. You effectively contained the situation.'
'She will be part of the next shipment. We got an unexpected order so we were planning on a small pickup in another week anyway. So we will not have to hold onto her for too long.'
Eric exhaled again.
'Relax, we generally don't utilize the Darth Vadar mode of leadership and discipline. We are not that ruthless.  As I said, you handled it well. Though it must have been difficult considering she was your girlfriend.  '
Eric paused a moment before answering. 'You are right, it was not easy. I did care for Sandra. However, she would never had understood. She would of become a problem. For the greater good, I had to do what I did. And who knows, we might get something that will save the lives of million. That will make it worth while. '
Simon nodded. 'Very well, you can go home. Why don't you take the next two days off. You have some stuff to clean up and whatnot. I will see you two days from now.'
Eric nodded and got up and walked out. About thirty minutes latter there was a knock on the door and Greg led himself in.
'Hey boss, the girl is at the warehouse. They can keep here until the next shipment. There will be no problem. She has no family and Eric can tell a story to her employer. What is going to happen to Eric?'
'Nothing, ' Simon responded. 'He messed up but he took responsible for it and rectified the mistake. He will be watched for the next week. If he conducts himself well, I think he will make a good employee.'
'Good, he does seem to understand our mission.'
'Yes Greg he does. He does seem to believe in the greater good.'

One week latter...
Eric had just finished his work when Greg came into his office.
'How are you doing?' he asked.
'Okay, the day was just a tad dull.'
'It should get interesting soon. I just thought I would make sure that everything is okay.'
'I am fine, I know why you are here. But I am fine.'
'It just that this is the day that your ex is going on a trip. I just wanted to make....'
'Look, ' Eric said , 'I get it, you guys are concerned that I can't to the job anymore after the incident with Sandra. And I will be honest, I do not like what I had to do with respect to Sandra.
'However, it was necessary. I am aware as to how much good this trade does to the country. I accept that. And in order to protect this trade I had to sacrifice my now ex girlfriend, so be it. It is for the greater good.'
Greg nodded and smiled at his colleague. 'Where are you off to now?'
'Home, I am beat. I am getting some takeout dinner at a Chinese place and then I am going home.'
The two walked out of the building together. After saying goodnight to Greg, Eric walked to his car and drove to a Chinese place that was close to where he lived.  After making his take out order he sat down. Eric had a newspaper with him that he had bought that morning and he started to read it.
Another gentleman came in and made an order. He looked around and saw Eric with a paper.
'Excuse me sir, may I look at your paper for a second. I need to check something in the classified.'
'Sure, that is fine.' The man sat down at the table where Eric was  and looked at the paper.
'Yes, I thought somebody was selling a book shelf.' the man said after looking at the newspaper. 'I have a bunch of books I need to get out of storage.'
Eric replied, 'You still read paper books?'
'Yes, I hate the kindle.' The man face assumed a slightly serious tone. 'How is your cover?'
'Good, they don't suspect a thing. After letting Sandra discover what I do and then capturing her has put me in good with the powers that be. They are still keeping an eye on me but I think that they trust me.'
'Good, keep you head low. Make notes as to everything you see and observe. We will shut this down.'
'I know we will.' Eric replied.
'Another handler will contact you. Check the classified to keep up on the current codes and contact procedures.' The man paused before saying , 'I am sorry about Sandra. But it seemed to be the best way to make sure they trust you and to establish your cover.'
'It is okay, girls are threatened by this conspiracy everyday. No one is safe. If by sacrificing Sandra I can eventually make it possible to stop this, it is a worthwhile sacrifice. It will be for the greater good.'
The cook indicated that Eric's order was done. Eric took his paper back, nodded at the gentleman and took his order. He walked out without looking back.

Somewhere in the Xarqyn Sector
Sandra was awake. She was bound and gagged in some strange webbed like ropes. She was hanging from some kind of rack with about a dozen girls. She was groggy from the injection she was given back on Earth. Back on Earth. She never thought she could say something like that. Then she remembered Eric.
Sandra could not believe what Eric had done to here. The fact that aliens were real and they had kidnapped her and several other girls seemed more believable than the fact that Eric had actually helped to have her kidnapped. How could she had misjudged him. Sandra tried to struggle in the tight web like ropes that secured her body. Her struggles were useless.
Sandra saw an alien walking towards her. Sandra guessed that he was from the same species that she saw on Earth. While they looked human like, they had traits that were reptilian in nature. They had scales, no hair, long nails, and prominent canines. Next to him was a woman wearing a tight fitting black catsuit. She had a collar around her neck. The alien said something to the woman. The woman nodded and spoke to the girls.
'Welcome ladies. You have a distinct honor. You will be placed in a zoo that will demonstrate how human live on earth. We are a bit of a curiosity to our masters.' She pointed to the alien.
'I suggest you try to adjust. If you behave you will be given certain rights. You do not want to know what will happen to you if you do not behave.'
Involuntarily Sandra struggled in the web like rope. Some other girls though trashed and screamed into their gags.
'Our alien masters have made a deal with the US. In exchange for technology, they get pretty girls. For the greater good, that is why you are here. You must adjust to the situation.'
Sandra squirmed inside her binding. She looked down, tears flowed from her eyes. She had always hated that phrase, 'for the greater good.'