Posted on 09/18/2014 3:53:12 PM PDT by afraidfortherepublic
It was a late March day when notice arrived that Fifis services would be required. She would have two days to prepare two days to travel from her London apartment to Liverpool, two days to memorize the physical details of her prey. His name was Quinaux. He was 28. Black hair. Brown eyes. Dimpled chin. He would be waiting at the State Cafe. And she was to charm every secret she could out of him.
Of course, Quinaux didnt know this. He was training to be a British spy and, according to a letters dated March 22, 1943, he thought his assignment was to meet a tall fat man [who] is a Belgian Sergeant. But his real assignment was to withstand the allure of Fifi, a blond and beautiful 23-year-old British provocateur whose profession was to beguile young recruits and coax forth their secrets. It was a test.
There has long been myth of a World War II secret agent, code-named Fifi. Called one of the expert liars of the world, she was tall and blond and stunning fluent in multiple European languages and equipped with an acerbic wit and keen intuition, the stories held. Most dismissed the stories, however, as too tall. This wasnt the movies.
But those myths were substantiated Wednesday in a trove of documents released by the United Kingdoms National Archives more than 240 pages of handwritten notes, telegrams and detailed reports that are rich with intrigue, seduction and World War II espionage. Taken together, they shed greater light on a period that marked the beginning of modern espionage and portray Fifi as a supremely talented, though vulnerable, figure. A refugee of the war, she could enchant the most hard-bitten recruits but not her superiors, who routinely rejected her pleas for more...
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she screwed everyone they asked her to, but later in thanks her gummint bosses screwed her over.
Gummint work?
BUYER BEWARE.
Best spies are women. Beautiful woman can make almost any man talk.
“Beautiful woman can make almost any man talk”
And almost anything else
word is that the target of the Russian one on the far right was none other than Hillary Clinton.
AND she was getting close.
I’m serious.
Remind me....what was the story involving the woman on the far right of the photo?
the redhead on the far right is an attractive Russian deported PNG from the US about 4 years ago, maybe more.
Our guy were lucky enough to roll her up in an entire network of Russian spies, she was one of officially eight, though I believe there were more.
Typically an agent like her aid target a male for seduction but this one targeted a female:
Hillary Clinton.
There were other recent lezbo spy deductions against our side, however, which were completely successful.
I was trying to figure out how a female spy could get anywhere with British men, considering how whipped they are. Then I realized they were talking about the 1940s...a TOTALLY DIFFERENT generation of men.
...but I may change that opinion if UKIP wins next year.
Working name: Anna Chapman
Now in FSU talking up and profiting from her years as a mole in the US. After her arrest, DOJ got her to sign an agreement not to do that. That worked out well.
She’s over-rated lookswise to my eyes. Women are confusing enough; I don’t need super-power espionage layered on top of that.
She lead a suburban existence with the possibility that she got close to Hillary Clinton’s major donors/supporters/advisors.
The Muslims got there first.
I’m sure the French generals found Mata Hari sexy, but about those blips.....
I disagree. As a teenager that couldn’t get a date to the senior prom and then joined the military, I was always aware that any attractive women that “came on to me” was a spy (or a hooker). Luckily, my teen acne cleared up and I found a great woman at Church.
HAHA! I’m pretty sure I was actively recruited by Turkish intelligence. I know what you’re talking about.
You rock, dude!
I wasn’t joking. When the Turkish orientation tour just “happens” to be on the same ferry with the Turkish Air Force academy guys, and the teacher “encourages” you to be “pen pals” with one of them...
Out of the blue you’re waiting for the shuttle bus back to base and two SMOKING hot Turkish girls choose you and your buddy out of about 10 other dudes to ask out...
To their credit, they were (platonic) fun dates, and nothing happened because my buddy and I both had figured it out early on. Selma and something that began with a D. Oh well, should have had a camera with me.
I was targeted by the lady with flashlight:
Yeah, that sucks, but you didn't have to go and marry her!
I hope you’re not talking about the “Lawrence of Arabia” type of Turkish intelligence? “not that there is anything wrong with that”. Just joking, thanks for the laugh.
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