Authors note:- This is a sequel to the Poor Becca series. Please read Poor Becca Ch 01 -- 08 before reading this series to understand the origin of Becca Xxx or you will not understand the plot or characters.
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I sat in the meeting room at the secret facility which I had been in so many times before. My training had gone from three months basic training, to six months intermediate training while I waited for my first assignment. Apparently we were waiting for further information before I was deployed.
Lexa sat next to me with a pile of paperwork and a remote control for the big screen projector. It was just me and her, no-one else was present.
"Shall we begin?" she asked, very business-like.
We'd been fucking like rabbits for the last six months, but she always tried to keep business and pleasure separate.
"Yes. Of course," I replied nervously.
"The intelligence has come in from another department and you're to be deployed immediately to this university," she pressed a button on the remote and a picture of a university appeared on the screen.
"You are to find this student and 'befriend' him in order to gain access to his laptop, by any means necessary," she continued, making air quotes at the word 'befriend' and scrolling to a picture of a geeky looking guy.
He was skinny with short brown hair. Lexa scrolled through several photos taken from surveillance. Some were zoomed in and some were taken from further away. They were all taken on the university campus.
"Yes ma'am," I replied, winking at her.
She ignored my wink and carried on with the briefing.
"His name is Aaron Tabb, aged twenty and studying computer science and photography. His IQ is off the charts and apparently there's something on his computer which our agency needs access to. The details are undisclosed to us, we are just to get the information as quietly as possible."
"Fuck, that sounds serious. Why don't you just have him arrested?" I said.
"We don't have proof yet, it's all hearsay. We are ninety percent certain its him, but we need access to his laptop without arising suspicion. That's where you come in. Befriend him and plug this into his laptop," she passed me a memory stick. "It will do everything for you even if his laptop is switched off. That's all we need you to do."
"Why don't your computer guys hack his laptop?" I asked.
"They've tried Becca, but its running on a remote system and they can't get access to it through normal means."
"OK. I see. What's my cover story?"
She passed me a brown envelope and I opened it up.
"You are Rebecca Smith aged twenty on a photography course. We picked a course you know something about so you'll blend in and you can get to know Aaron as he's on the same course. You were expelled from your last university for indecent behaviour and have had to relocate to this one."
"What did I do? Fuck the headmaster?" I giggled.
"No your lecturer actually. There is some truth to it. A girl was expelled recently from Birmingham University for fucking her lecturer, who was also fired. We have just changed the records on their system to back up the story. It's also been posted all over social media. It should attract enough attention for you and give you a reputation of being an easy lay."
"So I'm going to a new University with a reputation for being a slag? Thanks very much," I giggled.
"I'm sure you won't disappoint them," she smirked.
"Do you think I can pass for a twenty year old. I'm twenty four?"
"Becca, you could pass for eighteen, look at you. That's why we chose you for this."
"Its been a while since I was at college."
"I'm sure you'll have some fun. You'll be staying on campus in student accommodation. You're sharing an apartment with this girl," she pressed the remote again and a picture a young girl was displayed on the screen.
She had short black hair, shaved one side and combed over with a fringe over her eyes. She had big green eyes and a nose piecing. She looked cute, dressed in tight denim shorts and baggy T-shirt.
"She's cute. What's her name?" I said.
"Maddison Abbot. She's a bit timid and shy by all accounts, so she's perfect for you to share an apartment with," replied Lexa.
"OK. Seems reasonable. Is there anything else I need to know?" I asked.
"I think that's about it. Read it back to me. What's the assignment?" she said.
"I'm Rebecca Smith aged twenty on a photography course. I got expelled from Birmingham Uni for fucking my lecturer. I'm to "befriend" Aaron Tabb and gain access to his laptop with this," I held up the data stick, "I just plug it in and it does everything for me. I think that's it."
"Perfect. We've kept your first name the same as its more natural and easy to remember. If someone shouts 'Becca' you'll automatically turn round because that's what you've always been called."
"Makes sense," I said.
"Right then. Go and pack enough things for a couple weeks and I'll pick you up at three. I'll take you to the Uni and drop you off."
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I left the meeting room and was driven back to my penthouse suite. I packed some clothes which I thought made me look like a student and got changed into my new persona. It was summer and I wore a pair of tight denim shorts similar to Maddison's and a tight crop top without a bra. I put too much eye make-up on and did my hair so it looked a little untidy. I wore black motorbike boots and a short black leather jacket. I looked like a rebellious teenager with a sassy side.
By the time I'd packed and got ready Lexa was knocking on my door. I opened up to her and she stood back when she saw my outfit.
"Fucking hell. Is Becca home? I'm here to pick her up," she chuckled.
"What do you think babe? Do you like my new look?"
"You look like a fucking skank," she laughed. "You'll fit in at the Uni with no problems, its full of people dressed like that."
I laughed and gave her a girly twirl. She entered my penthouse and shut the door behind her. She pulled me in close and kissed me hard. My boobs pushed against hers and I reached round and grabbed her ass.
She pushed me off after a passionate kiss.
"Dirty fucking skank," she hissed. "I've heard all about you at your last Universtiy."
She was testing my cover story.
"Really? What have you heard?" I replied, with a little attitude.
"That you seduced your lecturer and let him fuck you up the ass in the lecture theatre after class."
"Don't believe everything you hear," I said.
"So you're saying it's not true?"
"It wasn't my ass he was fucking," I gave a naughty smile.
"So what happened? You just bent over and let him do you like a little whore. Did you get a good grade?" she snapped.
"I got an excellent grade. I got an A for sucking him off and an A plus for riding his cock. I got extra merit marks for letting him cum inside me."
Lexa burst out laughing.
"Come on slut," she said, ending the roleplay. "Lets get you to work. You're not going to have any problems pulling off your disguise."
We went to the people carrier parked at the front of the hotel and were driven to the University campus.
When we arrived I kissed Lexa good bye and got my bag from the boot.
"Stay in touch and keep me updated sweetie," she said and the car drove off.
I walked to my accommodation block and found my room on the third floor. I knocked the door to be polite and then opened up with the key I'd been given. I was greeted by the cutest little girl I'd ever seen. Madison was very excited and very nervous. She was wearing a short denim skirt and a T-shirt. She looked scruffy as though she'd just got out of bed. It was four thirty in the afternoon so that couldn't be the case. Could it? She was quite a bit shorter than me and had piercing green eyes. Her body looked in shape and she had a pert ass and small breasts from what I could see.
"You must be Rebecca," she said, dancing over to me. "Pleased to meet you."
"Call me Becca," I said, giving her a hug. "Pleased to meet you too. You're Madison, right?"
"Call me Maddie. Everyone does. Come in and drop your bag in your room. It's the one on the right."
I walked into the small, but adequate apartment and took a look round. There was a central living area consisting of a couple of sofas, a TV and a coffee table. The back of the room was the kitchen with a breakfast bar. There was a room to the left which I assumed was Maddie's bedroom and a room to the right which was now my room. The whole place was clean and tidy apart from Maddie's underwear drying on the radiator. Cute little thongs and knickers in various colours hung out for all to see.
