-bigtitsinuniform Mackenzee Pierce -inglourious French Maids P -

" Fräulein ," a voice like gravel and ice said. "You are lost."

A floorboard creaked behind her.

She slipped away, climbing the servant's staircase to the second floor. Von Hammer’s study door was locked, but a hairpin from her impossibly coiffed blonde hair and a soft click later, she was inside. There, on the mahogany desk, was the leather folio. She photographed each page with a miniature camera hidden in a powder compact. " Fräulein ," a voice like gravel and ice said

The game was up. But Mackenzee Pierce didn't panic. She had another weapon. Slowly, deliberately, she reached for the top button of her maid's dress. Then the next. "You want to see what I'm hiding, General?" she asked, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. she was inside. There