Of course many a lonely civilian secretary was seduced by a KGB gigolo and then the extra carbons of the "good stuff" went right to Moscow Center.
"Of course many a lonely civilian secretary was seduced by a KGB gigolo and then the extra carbons of the "good stuff" went right to Moscow Center."
We were briefed on a bunch of those scenarios. LoL. I was just waiting for a handsome foreigner to try to seduce me for my "secrets" and then I could have turned him in. I had the phone number in my wallet at all times, as we were supposed to call at once if we were approached by a suspicious agent. Alas it never happened. I still have the worn out card somewhere . . . ;)