It is working

It read: Respected Comrade, Glory to mother Russia! Agent Natasha Volkov is reporting for duty. Please state my mission.

Alex chuckled as he read the message. These people sure had brainwashed their agents well. He knew he had to respond with something. He took the opportunity to gain more information. Quickly he typed his reply and sent it to her: Agent Volkov, provide detailed status report.

He looked on the feed as his mother perked up when she saw the response. Her fingers began typing immediately on the receiver. He waited for a few moments. Then the computer gave a small beep. Alex began reading her response.

Respected comrade, agent Natasha Volkov has been under cover for the past 19 years. While undercover I managed to manifest a relationship with the target who worked at the capitol building. However, the target has since passed away. I am currently maintaining cover and residing with my 19 year old biological son, Alexei, begotten while under cover. He is unaware of my mission. Please update my directive, I am ready to be of service.

The clinical way in which his mother had responded to his query was fascinating to Alex, but that was not the point. Alex needed to know how far his brainwashed spy mother would be willing to go to “be of service” to who she thought were her superiors. He thought for a second. He needed to word it in a way that made it seem like the task was valid while also making it something his mother would never do earlier. He thought for a second before an absolutely vile idea came to him that would be perfect for his needs.

He wrote to her: Agent Volkov, you must continue your cover for now, your son must be none the wiser. We need more information on the Americans and since you have access to a half american right now, it would have to do. We need information on how American bodies smell and the effect it may have on the female arousal response. We've received information that they've been developing special pheromones within their male specimens that they intend to use against the motherland. You must collect this information at once along with detailed feedback on your own arousal levels. Are we understood?

He looked at the feed to see how his mother would respond to this insane request but she just nodded as she typed: Understood comrade, how may this be achieved?

Alex almost dropped the laptop out of giddiness. This was fucking gold. He regained his composure as he typed again: The best way to collect this information without suspicion would be through used laundry. In order to collect information about arousal levels, you must rub your vagina while you're collecting the smell samples so you can make clear determinations about arousal level.

Alex chuckled like a madman as he typed. It was all so insane. His mother responded again: It shall be done Comrade! All hail mother Russia!

Was she actually going to do that? Alex laughed. He looked on the screen as his mother kept the receiver under her pillow and walked out of her room.

“Alexei! You're cleaning the attic right?” he heard her yell from below the attic entrance.

“Yeah mom!” he responded, waiting to see what she had in mind.

“Ok son! I shall be cleaning your room, so we can get done sooner. I want to help you since you're being good.”

Alex smirked as he knew what had actually caused her change of heart. “Ok mom thanks!” he yelled out as he switched to his room’s camera feed.

Alex watched on his screen as his mother entered the room. She looked around for a bit before closing the door behind her and locking it. Alex still didn't know what to expect. She had confirmed that she would do as she was told but would she really follow through with such a demeaning task? Alex didn't have to wait too long for his answer.