You'll do it.

You watch as Miguel gave on of his trademark ear to ear smile. "You see I told you he'll do it." he said to no one in particular, before laughing loudly.

"So, what do you want me to do?" you ask, grinning as well.

He gets up out of his seat, a silent signal to everyone else as they got of they're seats as well leaving you the only one sitting down. "Come with me." he says still smiling. You get up and start following him out. You notice that a lot of guys in the room followed you out of the room as well. As Miguel walked through his house, he continued to talk. "At first, you'll only be information gathering unit, but as we gather more people and get more experienced, we'll start to shift the units' goals to something else. You, specifically will stay in the information gathering unit a little bit longer than others.' he said bluntly. You became slightly annoyed at the comment, but then you catch yourself. 'Why would get annoyed at that? I don't WANT to do anything more dangerous...do I?' Before you could finish that thought, Miguel began talking again as you neared what was probably the door to his basement. "Anyway, I told you about the other social hierarchy right? Well, that social hierarchy was made from the information we gathered from the S.G.C system and as such there is a whole lot of missing spots due to no clear Intel."

He opened the door to his basement, and motioned you-and probably the guys behind you-to follow him. As you head down the basement you believe you hear the sounds of typing, clicking, and the sound of a computer running. Before you ask your friend about it, you step off the last step of the staircase to behold a scene that would probably fit in a james bond movie or that movie "Inception". To the left of the room you see the a huge group of computers all connected together, some showed the same thing while the others did not. At the helm of this mega computer sat the smartest nerd in the school, Emmerich. Despite what most people said about him, he did not look like the stereotypical nerd. He was not "Will Smith" material, but he wasn't unattractive in any sense of the word either. He was around your height-around a inch higher than you-with pale skin and treaded the line between slim and skinny. You heard he was a bit of stuck-up prude. If he was here, you could only wonder how powerful Miguel's likeability was. To the left was a long table with a big initimidating-looking guy standing behind it. Behind him was a rack of high-tech looking equipment, ranging from binoculars to stun guns to even a futuristic looking stick...thing. You made a mental note to visit that part of the basement as you walk pass it, continuing to follow Miguel until you reach the far wall of the medium sized basement. Everybody following you went about there business getting equipment from Mister Intimidating for what you assume to be their missions or giving Emmerich what you assume to be reports about their mission before leaving.

"Alright, where we are." he said to you bringing your attention back to him.

"What are you talking about "where here?" you say. He spreads his arms at the wall in front of him, and smiled. "Yes, here." he said.

Annoyed, you look at the wall in front of you...and you become slightly dumbfounded as you look at what seems to be some kind of picture map that dominated the wall. It showed, basically, the pictures of every girl in the school and even some of woman living in the neighberhood as well. They were all held in place with pins, red marker lines connected about half of the pictures in a kind of upside-down pyramid, but the most of the pictures were off by themselves with a big question mark over their pictures. To you it looked very much like something a delusional consipirator would make.

"This is the other hierarchy I talked about." he said. "The ones at the top are the ones we have confirmed to be very sadistic, and very hard to be around. The ones at the bottom are the complete opposite of them. Their still horny but they don't **** a guy to do anything, never **** anybody, and are sweet and kind even while having sex. Here we decide whether a girl is one or the other or even a little bit of both, and we pin them accordingly. The lines generally have no real use except to signify who they have sufficient contact with, so don't ask about it. So, basically this it, and as you can see it's not even close to being done yet." You stare open mouthed at the whole thing for a minute before your words find you.

"Holy shit." you exclaim loudly. 'Do I have to do all of this' you think.

Thankfully Miguel shot down that idea quickly. "Don't worry, your not gonna help us on all of it. Your not the first agent we managed to recruit, their's just so few people in the school who can parkcore to any **** sense of the word." You breathe out a breath, you didn't know you were holding, in relief that you weren't gonna do this by yourself. "This, however, is where we start your mission though." He hands you a portfolio with a small picture of a gentle-looking pale girl with short fire-red hair that was pulled up in the back, eyes the color of amber and freckles on either side of her face attached to the top right corner of the folder. "You'll be shadowing a girl named Alyssa as she walks home from school to her house around 2 miles northwest of the school. We got word from our people in the S.G.C that's she's a kind girl who likes animals and wants to be a biologist. However, we also got reports from the same people that she has a U.S.G or a Unique Sex Gift." he said. "Their girls that have some kind property that makes them unique from most other girls. Like for example, Jessica, the leader of the cheerleading squad has huge mango-sized balls, but she can cum gallon after gallon of cum into you without stopping for several minutes." he added upon looking at your perplexed face. You nod in understanding and turn your eyes to the portfilio he gave to you. You open it to several pictures, of the-fairly tall-girl in the park playing with her pet dog. She was smiling in pretty much every picture of her. You also notice that she had a pretty big bulge, her dick basically a 11 foot long, 3 inch sausage attached to some almost pineapple sized balls. She seemed to have phimosis. Everything else in the folder indicated what her address was, etc. A whole lot of spy stuff, that you find yourself getting excited about. "The reports, which is mostly rumors, say that when she gets erect her penis AND balls become twice as big as they are now." You look up at him in surprise, then look back down at the sweet-looking girl in the picture. 'How could a sweet looking girl like this, have such a secret.' you wonder. "She keeps mostly to herself, and her friends protect her secrets like a true friend would. So, as along as it does not involve her or her friends seeing you more than once or you coming into contact with them, use everything in your power to confirm whether this is true or not. If it is true,try and find out about her fetishes by catching her in the act. You can learn a lot about what a girl likes from the objects she masturbates to. You can also listen to them as some girls tend to speak out loud about. If they don't do any of these things watch her and her dick closely. Make sure to take note of whatever she responds to whether it's the environment itself or some object. Make sure to use your head as well, and make sure you share what you got from your partner."

You perk up your head at hearing the word. "Partner?" you say, in a somewhat puzzled tone.

Miguel turns to you. "Yes, partner. She'll be there to help you blend in with the crowd, shoot down any predatory looks any girl gives you, and to bail you out if things start going to shit which they have a good chance of doing. There hasn't been one mission where a newb doesn't have to literally fight off a chick, so they don't get ****."

"SHE!?!?" you burst out, more surprised about the gender of your partner, then the idea that your gonna have to fight somebody in this 'mission' of yours.

"Yeah, she. What you think this was a all-boy organization? No, some girls understand our position as males, and many in the end join our little 'club' which has made us more efficient than anything else since they can't get **** and their strength comes in handy to. They have a different meeting place though, so they can concentrate better." Before you could say anything more about this 'partner' of yours, he starts walking away. "It's getting late man, you should head home and report back here after school tommorrow-try not to get ****-to pick up your equipment from the Big Guy, and rendezvous with your partner. Also, for any other mission you ever get from us, you get from Emmerich over there. He'll also be tracking your movements and whereabouts, tell you where you goal is, etc. He also be the one to give you your mission briefing. Oh, and don't worry about writing a report and giving it to him. People just do that because they like how spy-like it is. Even some of the jocks do it." He leaves you standing there by yourself in front of a very crazy conspiracy-looking map.