Commander B Crouse

Sensual cyborgs are rare in New York City Spaceship brought her because she was terribly witty Her goal was to get close to this world’s president He had been left for dead in this waste, an annual event Out with the old, on with the new, agreed by a world pact. She had studied these creatures, so she knew how to act. Her mission was clear; she was well kneed and up to the task. Enemy combatants would be well fooled, she wore a keen mask. Soldiers at every check point thought she was a cat from a house. When in fact she was no hooker, instead Commander B. Crouse. She had proven her prowess and skills in espionage and spying. She was revered all over the planet, leaving many men crying. She gave the guard at the President’s door a wink and a nod. He reached for her headlights, so she quickly laid him dead like a cod. She whisked Mr. President safely away in the middle of the night Interplanetary council displayed him, adding a yellow spotlight. He was so grateful to be saved, he told them secrets of earth. They memorized them gladly, these aliens from Planet O Perth. Commander B. Crouse was deemed the head of the council and more She never again had to risk her life or pretend to be a common wh.....