Good Cop, Bad Cop
Rico Mendota entered the room. He looked at the girl sitting there and he flipped on the tape player. “May 28, 2011,” he said. “First interview with suspect Nicole Ruben.”
He turned and looked at the girl. “State your name for the record,” he said.
The brown-haired girl looked so innocent as she looked back up at Rico. She might have been eighteen but she hardly looked it. “You know what my name is,” she said. “You just said it for that tape thing.”
“I know,” the detective said, “but I need you to say it for the record.”
“Oh. Okay. It’s Nicole Ruben.”
“And your address?”
“4089 Riverside Drive.”
“And you’ve been read your rights? You know they still apply.”
The girl nodded. “I understand.”
“All right then. I’m Detective Mendota. My partner’s going to be in a bit later but we might as well get started now, don’t you think?”
“I guess.”
“All right then, Ms. Ruben. Do you mind if I call you Nicole?”
“Sure. I guess that would be all right.”
“All right then, Nicole. Suppose you tell us how you came to rob the First National Bank.”
Nicole shook her head. “I didn’t do that,” she said. “I wouldn’t do it. Robbing is wrong. I wouldn’t do that.”
Rico just shook his head. “Nicole, Nicole, Nicole,” the detective said. “We’ve got the videos from the bank hold-up. They clearly identify you as the person conducting the hold-up.”
Nicole shook her head. “The cameras must be wrong,” the teen said. “I wouldn’t do something like that.”
The detective shook his head. “We’re trying to help you,” the man said, “but to do that, we need you to help yourself.” Rico wasn’t even sure why they were doing this. They had the girl dead to rights, but the lieutenant wanted an interview. Fine. They’d interview her, and who knew, maybe it might even turn up something relevant. Probably not, but it might.
“I told you,” the girl said again. “I wouldn’t do that.”
The detective shook his head. “Nicole, we have your cell phone.”
“My cell phone?”
“You left it at the scene of the crime.”
“I did?”
“You did. Didn’t you wonder how it was that we were able to track you so fast?”
Nicole shrugged noncommittally.
“It’s because you left it in the bank. Once we realized it was yours, all we had to do was to trace it to you and your fingerprints are all over it. Doesn’t that mean something to you?”
Again, the teen shrugged noncommittally.
“You know what it means to me? It means we’ve got you dead to rights. We really don’t have to do anything more to get a conviction, but you can help yourself.”
“But I didn’t do anything.”
“Nicole, we’ve already been over that, but you can help yourself if you just do one thing.”
“What?”
“Tell us where the money is.”
“What money?”
The detective couldn’t help himself. It was one thing to try and stick to a story when there was some hope that it might actually work, but when it was obvious that it wouldn’t, the best thing to do was to cut a deal, any kind of a deal. “The money from the bank hold-up,” he said.
“But I didn’t steal anything.”
“Nicole, I have to tell you. My partner’s going to be in here real quick and if I don’t have something to give her, she’s going to be all over you.”
“But I don’t know anything,” the teenager wailed. “I don’t know anything about what you’re talking about. You have to believe me. I don’t know anything.”
Rico sighed. The girl was probably right. She probably didn’t know anything but she’d be learning real fast. Toss that butt of hers in prison and she’d learn real fast.
The door to the interrogation room shot open and Rico didn’t even have to turn and look to know that his partner was standing there. “Where’s the bitch?” his partner demanded.
Rico waited for a beat and then a second before he slowly straightened up and turned around. “Now, Karen,” he began.
“Don’t now Karen me,” the blond roared. “Did she tell you anything?”
Rico shook his head.
“Yeah, why doesn’t that surprise me. She’s got you wrapped around her little finger, doesn’t she, Rico?”
Rico shook his head. He almost smiled. His partner was just so good at playing the bitch. “You know that’s not the way it is, Karen.”
“You know that’s not the way it is,” Karen mimicked. “God, listen to yourself. You sound pathetic. Let’s take a look at the bitch.”
Nicole cringed just a little as the blond officer looked down at her. “What are you doing? she reacted fearfully.
“I think I’m looking at a little slut. What? Did you think you were going to suck Rico’s dick here, and maybe if you did, did you think that was going to get you out of the mess you’re in?”
Nicole shook her head but then she did the most remarkable of things. “Okay,” she said meekly.
“Okay what?”
“Okay. I’ll suck his dick.”
“Hoo whee. Would you listen to her,” Karen roared. “She thinks she can get out of this just by sucking your dick,” she said.
Rico couldn’t help but stare. Somewhere along the line, this interview had just gone completely off the deep end.
“Well you heard her,” Karen said. “She wants to suck your dick.”
“Um, Karen,” her partner said in a hushed voice. “What are you doing?”
“You heard her. She wants to suck your dick. Get that cock out.”
Rico looked at the mirror that actually allowed observers from the outside to look into the room and he couldn’t help but wonder who was on the other side.
“Rico! What are you waiting for? This bitch isn’t going to wait all day to suck your cock. Come on, man. Get your dick over here.”
This was so wrong, Rico told himself. This was so very wrong.
“Rico!”
The detective turned back around and he unzipped his pants.
“Don’t just stand there,” his partner said.
The man approached the girl and then he took his cock from his pants.
The girl slid out of her chair and she knelt in front of the man. Her eyes were fixed on his cock and then her hand slowly stroked his hard member.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned as the girl’s mouth cautiously slid over his member.
“Is she doing a good job,” Karen said.
“Oh yeah,” the man groaned.
The detective slapped the girl on the back of her head almost as if she hadn’t heard the man’s answer. “Suck him harder, bitch,” she said. “Suck him harder.”
Nicole’s once tentative sucking grew more bold and more insistent as she sucked the officer even harder.
“That’s it,” Karen said. “Suck him harder. Now, make him cum in your mouth. Don’t you dare waste a single drop.”
If the girl heard the officer, she gave no indication of it other than the fact that her mouth kept sucking the man’s cock.
“Yeah, that’s it. Suck him.”
Rico couldn’t help it. He groaned again even as his cock came in the girl’s mouth and even as his cock came in her mouth, he could feel her mouth hungrily swallowing his cum. What the hell had just happened here, he wondered. What the hell had just happened to him?
“You be a good girl,” Karen told Nicole. “You just sit here and think what it means to be a slut for a peace officer’s cock.” She turned her attention towards Rico. “Come on,” she said.
Rico followed his partner out of the room. “What the hell just happened there,” he said.
“You tell me. You were the one whose cock she was sucking.”
“Yeah, but—”
Karen Wheatley fixed her partner with a hard stare. “But what? I was plaing a role but I didn’t think you’d actually do it.”
Rico shook his head. That was just it. He didn’t have an answer to that question. But what? He didn’t know. What the hell had just happened there.
“Why don’t you take off,” Karen said.
“Take off? I can’t just take off. We have to report this to the Lieutenant.”
“We have to report what?”
“We have to report what happened.”
“We don’t have to report nothing. You just have to go home and not think about what just happened.”
“Yeah, but ... but when she talks to her lawyer—”
“Who’s anyone going to believe. A bank robber caught red-handed or the investigating officer. Who?”
When Karen said it like that, it almost sounded sensible. “But the tape,” Rico said.
“What tape?”
“Of the interview.”
“What about it?”
“No one has to believe her. They just have to look at the tape.”
“By the end of the day, there won’t be a tape. You can take my word on that.”
“You’d do that for me?”
“Of course. I noticed you were looking sick so I told you to go home. There never was an interview so of course, there never was a tape.”
“You’re okay with that?”
“You’re my partner. Of course I’m okay with that, but right now, you need to go, before you mess up the story.”
It made sense, Rico thought. It actually made a lot of sense so he didn’t bother to give it anymore thought. He just zipped up his pants and he left.
Out by his desk, he picked up his things. “Hey,” asked Todd Givens. “I thought you were interviewing that suspect of yours.”
Rico shook his head. “I’m feeling a bit under the weather. I’m going home. The interview can wait.”
“You sure about that, man?”
“Yeah, I’m sure.” Rico knew what Todd meant. Better to catch a suspect while she’s still off kilter rather than giving her a day to get her thoughts in order and to get her story straight in her mind. Rico knew that but he also knew he needed to get out of there. “It’ll be okay,” he said again. We got her dead to rights anyway. The interview was just a formality.”
Todd hardly looked all that convinced. “If you say so, man, but I think the lieutenant’s going to be pissed.”
The lieutenant be damned, Rico tells himself. He had to get out of there before it was too late.
That night, he had a dream about Nicole Ruben.
He was in the interrogation room again only this time, he was in the chair and he was under the spotlight and this time, his hands were handcuffed to the chair and it was the teenager who was standing over him, almost as if she wanted to interrogate him, but in this incarnation of Nicole Ruben, it was clear that interrogation was the last thing on her mind.
“Do you know what I want?” the dream-teen asked in a manner that was far less timid than the real her had been.
“What?” Rico had asked.
The teens voice had dropped to a husky near whisper. “I want the same thing that you want,” she said. “I want to suck your cock. That’s what I want.”
Rico Mendota couldn’t help but groan at the way she sounded when she said that. She sounded so lusting and what was even better was she was lusting after him.
“Do you want to know what it feels like,” the girl asked as she inserted herself between the man’s legs.
Rico nodded and the girl ran her hands over his body even as she dropped to her knees.
“It feels a little something like this,” she said.
Rico couldn’t help but moan as he felt the girl’s lips slide down around his cock and then he moaned all over again as she pushed her mouth even further down on his cock.
She was looking up at him but she didn’t say anything, of course. She just kept stroking his cock with her mouth.
And just when he thought it was inevitable that he was going to fill her mouth with his cum, she pulled herself free and her little hand wrapped itself around his shaft. “That’s fun,” she said.
Fuck, the man thought.
“You know what would be even funner?”
Rico shook his head.
“I want you to cum in my mouth.”
Rico said nothing.
“Can you do that for me? Can you cum in my mouth?”
Rico nodded. He wasn’t sure why but he seemed incapable of speaking but then that really wasn’t something that was required of him.
“Are you sure?” the girl asked even as her hand stroked his slippery shaft.
Again, Rico nodded.
Once more, her mouth descended on his cock and this time, there wasn’t going to be any stopping. This time ...
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned and then he groaned again as his cock came inside her willing mouth.
Fuck.
He’d cum while he’d been sleeping. That had never happened to him before.
Fuck!
It was that girl. He wasn’t even sure why he’d cum or why it was that she was having this effect on him. Oh sure. The incident in the interrogation room surely had something to do with this, but still ...
Still what?
It was a question that Rico Mendota didn’t seem to be able to answer and he still didn’t seem to have an answer by the time he arrived at his desk at the station.
“You look tired,” Karen said.
“Yeah. I didn’t sleep well.”
Karen nodded. “It happens,” she said. It did happen more often than either of them might have cared to admit. “So you ready?”
“Ready?”
“To finish up the Ruben case?”
Nicole Ruben. Why had his dick suddenly gotten so hard just from hearing her name? “I don’t know,” he said. “I think we should investigate.”
“Investigate what? We got her dead to rights.”
“I know, but—”
“But what? We got her dead to rights. She was right there on the security camera. She left her fucking cell phone at the teller’s window for chrissake. What’s there to investigate?”
“I know, but—”
“But what?”
Karen was right, but damn it, his dick was so hard. He knew what he needed. He needed to see the girl again. “I just think we need to investigate some more,” he said lamely.
“Fine. You do that. Investigate all the hell you want. Meanwhile, I got some real police work to do. I don’t have to spend my time investigating some twit who was so stupid that she’d leave her cell phone at the scene of the crime.”
She was right, of course. Rico knew it and yet ...
And yet he couldn’t stop thinking about the girl.
He could have had her brought up to one of the interrogation rooms but interviews there were supposed to be taped and in fact, they were, and officers weren’t supposed to meet with prisoners anyplace else but there but after what had happened before, Rico wasn’t sure he wanted to meet the girl in a place where whatever was being said or done would be taped for everyone to see but there were ways if someone really wanted to arrange a meeting with a prisoner, ways that could be done in a more private setting.
The jail cells, for instance, weren’t nearly so public. It was all about giving the prisoners their privacy which meant it wasn’t supposed to be used for official interviews but for a man like Rico Mendota, there were always ways to get around the official rules.
His cock had already been hard as he made his way to Nicole’s holding cell but when the door finally opened and he saw her inside, he couldn’t help but feel his cock get even harder. What was it about the girl, he asked himself yet again, and just as before, he didn’t seem to have an answer.
Nicole Ruben looked up from her bed. “Detective, um, Mendoza?”
“It’s Detective Mendota actually.”
“Oh. Sorry. What can I do for you?”
Rico couldn’t help but lick his lips. He knew what he wanted but now that he was standing here, he couldn’t help but wonder why he’d come here. “I wanted to talk to you about your case,” he said lamely.
“Oh. I thought maybe you came here because you wanted me to suck your cock again.”
“What?”
“You know,” the girl said. “I was just thinking ... you know, after last time. I thought you kind of liked it.”
“Ms. Ruben, what happened yesterday was a fluke.” He almost told her it was inappropriate but he stopped himself in time. No use giving the girl ammunition that she could give to her attorney and especially no use giving her something that could come back to haunt him. “That was fluke,” he said again. “It won’t happen again.”
“Oh. That’s too bad.”
“What?”
“I said it was too bad. I was kind of hoping that was why you were here.”
“You were?”
“Mm hmm. Are you sure I can’t suck your cock?”
“No!”
“Too bad. What’d you want then?”
“I wanted to talk to you about your case.”
“What about it?”
What about it, Rico wondered. He really hadn’t thought all that far ahead. He’d only thought about getting here with the girl and now that he was here, he didn’t know what to say next.
“What’d you want to know, Detective Mendota?”
“I, um, you said you didn’t rob the bank.”
“That’s right. I didn’t rob the bank.”
“And yet you were caught on camera. How do you explain that?”
The girl shrugged. “I can’t explain it but I didn’t rob that bank.”
Focus, Rico told himself. Focus on the case and whatever you do, don’t think about her lips wrapped around your cock.
“Are you sure I can’t suck your cock, Detective?”
“What?”
But the girl didn’t say anything. She just slid off the bed and then she dropped to her knees in front of the man and her hands went to his zipper. “I just want to suck your cock,” she said again even as her hand reached inside his pants.
Rico groaned as the girl pulled his cock out and then he groaned again as she wrapped her lips around his cock. Oh fuck, the detective told himself. This was so wrong. This was so very wrong, and yet ...
Oh fuck.
He was going to cum again.
Oh fuck.
He couldn’t help himself and he couldn’t help but hear the girl moan as he unleashed himself inside her mouth.
Oh fuck.
“Mmm,” she purred after she’d swallowed his cum. “Mmm. That was good,” she said. “Thank you, Detective.”
“I can’t believe I did that again,” he said.
“But it was fun. You can come back whenever you want and I promise, I won’t tell anyone. I like sucking your cock.”
If anyone else had said that, it might have sounded like an implied threat but the girl was just so earnest in the way she said it that Rico couldn’t help but think that she’d meant every single word of it.
Rico staggered out of the cell. He wanted to help the girl. He really did. That was probably a bad sign, he told himself. He was becoming emotionally involved in this case. For that reason alone, he probably should have told his lieutenant that he wanted to be taken off of the case but if he did that, there’d be no reason for him to go see Nicole and if there was no reason for him to see Nicole, there’d be no reason for her to suck his cock.
So instead, he pulled the surveillance tapes from the First National Bank.
He wasn’t sure what he was looking for but he was just hoping to find something.
“Whatcha looking at?”
Rico looked up at his partner standing over him. “Surveillance videos,” he said.
“From what?”
“The First National.”
“Why? I thought that was an open and shut case.”
It should have been, Rico told himself. “I’m just checking some stuff.”
“Checking what?”
“I don’t know. I’m just checking.”
Karen’s voice dropped to a hush. “God. I can’t believe you.”
“What?”
“Some girl sucks your dick and suddenly you want to go save her. You know, I wouldn’t have thought you had that in you.”
“It’s not like that.”
“No. You could have fooled me.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that from where I’m sitting, it looks exactly like that.”
It wasn’t like that, Rico tried to tell himself and yet even as he did, he couldn’t help wondering if it was exactly like that.
He went back to the tapes again. It wasn’t like that, he told himself. It wasn’t like that. He was just being thorough. That’s all it was. It wasn’t until his third time running through the tapes that he finally saw it and it was so obvious that he could see why people might have missed it.
The girl had come into the bank but she hadn’t bothered to fill out a bank slip. She’d simply gone and stood in line like the rest of the customers and when she’d gotten to the front of the line, she’d handed the teller her note. They already had that in their possession. The note simply said that the girl had a gun and if the teller knew what was good for her, she’d put the unmarked bills in a bag and hand them to her.
And that’s when it happened. The girl reached into her purse and she took out her cell phone but she never looked at it. She just put it down and she’d gone on about her business. There she was, taking the bag from the teller. There she was, running from the bank. So why had she taken the cell phone out?
Rico ran the time stamp back until just before the girl took the phone out of her purse. He looked at the timestamp on the film and then he picked up his phone.
The agent at the phone company quickly connected his call to a supervisor and from there he was routed to a person in the legal department. “This is Detective Mendota,” he explained yet again. “I’m trying to get some information on a cell phone number.”
“Yes, Detective. Do you have a warrant?”
Rico sighed. “No, I don’t have a warrant.”
“Then I’m sorry, Detective, but we can’t give out any of our customer’s personal information without a warrant.”
“Look, I understand that, but I’m not asking for detailed information. I simply want to know if the phone was in use.”
“If the phone was in use?”
“Yes, sir. I’m looking at a tape of the person in question right now. She takes the phone out of her purse. I simply want to know why. Did she receive a phone call or a voice message? That’s all I want to know.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but that would still be deemed to be privileged information.”
“Come on, man. I’m not asking for content. I just want to know what I’m looking at.”
“I’m sorry, sir.”
“Come on. I just need a little help here. This is for a bank robbery investigation.”
The man on the other end of the line seemed to hesitate. “All you want to know is what the action was. Is that correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“All right. Can you give me the phone number and the timestamp.”
Rico did that.
“And the name on the account?”
“Nicole Ruben.”
“All right, sir. I’m looking it up. I’m sorry, sir, but there was no activity on the account at that time.”
“None? You’re sure.”
“Yes, sir. None with a margin of error of plus or minus five minutes. No calls and no messages either incoming or outgoing. No internet access either. Nothing.”
“I knew it.”
“Sir?”
“Nothing. Thanks. You’ve been very helpful.”
“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”
Rico hung up the phone. Why had the girl taken the phone out of her purse, he wondered. It was almost as if ... but no, it couldn’t be that, but the way it looked, it was almost as if she’d meant to leave it there.
But why would she want that. Leaving her phone in the bank was a smoking gun that would lead the police right back to her.
Unless, of course, that was exactly what she wanted.
But why would she want to be caught.
Rico couldn’t help but growl in frustration. This was stupid, he told himself, but there was something else as well. As long as he’d been involved in the process of an investigation, his mind had been able to focus on the task at hand but now that he was allowed to think without an obvious next step in mind, his mind had come back to the girl and no sooner had his mind come back to the girl than there was something else that was equally obvious.
His cock was hard again and what he really needed was for the girl to suck him off.
He growled in frustration. No, he told himself. No, that just wasn’t right.
But it was right. He was sure of that. How could it be wrong to have Nicole Ruben’s lips wrapped around his cock.
The answer, of course, was that it wasn’t wrong.
He almost made his way down to the jail cells in the bowels of the police complex before he pulled himself back. He just couldn’t go barging in there, he told himself. He needed a plan.
But of course that was the problem. How could he even think of planning anything when the only thing he could think of was the girl’s lips wrapped around his cock.
Fuck it, he told himself. He didn’t need a plan. He’d just go down there and he’d think of something when he got there and his dick certainly agreed with that because moving, it seemed, agreed with his dick a hell of a lot more than sitting around and thinking of moving.
He still didn’t have a plan when he arrived down at the jail cells.
“I want to see Nicole Ruben,” he told the jailer.
“I really shouldn’t,” the man said.
“Are you sure you want to say that to me,” Rico said matter-of-factly. “Do you really want to stake your career on that.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’m investigating a bank robbery,” Rico said. “Are you really telling me you want to interfere in that investigation?”
The jailer visibly cringed but he wasn’t exactly relenting. “I’m sorry, Detective. “Really I am, but the rules say interviews are supposed to take place in the interview rooms upstairs.”
“I know what the rules say.”
But the jailer nervously stood his ground.
“Come on,” Rico said. “You don’t really want to interfere in an ongoing investigation.”
“No,” the jailer agreed.
“That’s why you’re going to let me into that jail cell right now.”
The jailer was wavering and then he nodded. “I’ll let you in,” he said, “but you got to promise you’re not going to tell anyone.”
Rico smiled. “You can count on me.”
Nicole Ruben looked up at the detective when he entered the cell. “Back again so soon?” she asked. “Do you want me to suck your cock again or would you like to fuck me this time?”
“W-what?”
“I asked if you wanted to suck or fuck?”
“I heard you,” Rico said and he had heard her. He knew what he’d come to the cell for but suddenly getting his questions answered seemed so unimportant. Did he want her to suck him or did he want to fuck her. That was the only question that mattered.
“Well?”
“Fuck,” the detective said. “I want to fuck.”
“Good. I want you to fuck, too.”
Rico couldn’t help but wonder what the girl would have said if he’d said suck instead. Would she have been just as agreeable if he’d wanted her to wrap her lips around his cock one more time.
But then she was pulling up her prison dress and she was taking down her panties and she was kneeling down and she was bending over her bed. “I want you to fuck me, Detective.”
Rico looked down at that cute, little ass and that little waiting hole and suddenly, he didn’t care what it was she might have said before. He knew what he wanted and he knelt over her and then he was shoving his cock inside her pussy.
“Oh yeah,” the girl groaned as she felt the man enter her. “Oh yeah. That’s it.”
That was it, Rico thought. That was so it. God, her butt was just so perfect.
“Fuck me,” the girl moaned. “Fuck me.”
Oh fuck. This was so good, Rico told himself. All he wanted was to cum inside her. All he wanted was to fill her pussy with his cum.
“Fuck me,” the girl moaned yet again.
“Oh fuck,” Rico groaned. “Oh fuck. I’m going to cum.”
“I want you to,” the girl said. “I want you to cum inside me.”
The detective wasn’t sure if the girl meant what she was saying but he was certain of one thing. Whether she meant it or not, she was definitely going to get a pussy full of cum and then he groaned as his cock came inside her.
Rico was already outside of the jail area when he realized he still hadn’t asked the girl about her cell phone. Damn. It was why he’d gone there to see her but he couldn’t very well go back now. He was going to have to find some other way to deal with what he needed to know.
Nicole Ruben’s roommate was Denise Carsdale. Her roommate was fine as far as Denise was concerned. Of course, the fact that they didn’t hardly see each other hardly made her much of an authority on that.
Cameron Cole claimed she was Nicole’s best friend and at least she’d spent more time with Nicole than her roommate had. According to Cameron though, Nicole had been hanging around with other people and that her behavior had changed.
Changed how, Rico wanted to know.
She was more interested in sex, Cameron said, and almost as soon as she’d said that, Rico could feel his cock standing up to take notice. Stop it, he tried to tell himself but the thought of Nicole wanting to know abbot sex seemed more than his body could handle.
“Had she been dating anyone?” he asked.
“Not that I know of,” Cameron had said. “At least not nothing serious.”
“How do you know that?”
Cameron looked at him as if he were stupid. “She would have told me,” she said.
Maybe, Rico thought, but then again, maybe not.
But the more he talked to the people who knew Nicole, the more the same story seemed to emerge. She’d changed of recent. She was more into sex. There was something that the men around her seemed to find exciting although none of them seemed to be able to say what that was. The girls just knew that she’d changed.
It was time to get Nicole and Karen together in the interrogation room again and this time, they were going to get the truth out of the girl.
Nicole was already in the interrogation room when Rico walked in and almost as soon as he did, he could feel his cock getting hard.
“Hello, detective,” the girl said.
Damn, the man thought. There was just something about the girl that was just so fucking hot.
At just that moment, Karen walked into the room. She looked from Rico to Nicole and back to Rico again. “What’s she doing here?” she asked tersely.
“I’ve been investigating,” Rico said. “I think there’s something more to this than just a bank robbery.”
“You do, huh? And why’s that?”
“It’s because of her cell phone.”
“Her cell phone. What about her cell phone?”
For the next fifteen minutes, Rico explained the importance of the cell phone and the results of his investigation. “So you see,” Rico said, “I think she’s hiding something. “I think there’s more to this than meets the eye.”
“I should have known you wouldn’t be so easy,” Karen said.
“What?”
“I shouldn’t have known you wouldn’t be so easy,” his partner said again. “I should have known, but I guess I just figured you’d be like everyone else.”
“Everyone else? Karen, you’re not making sense.”
“No, I’m not. Nicole works for me.”
“Nicole works for you,” a bewildered Rico said. “I don’t understand.”
“She works for me,” Karen said again. “In fact, her job was to lure you in, and she did that. You’ve been addicted to her ever since you let her suck your cock.”
“I have not,” Rico said.
“Fine. You can deny it if you want. Have you fucked her yet?”
Rico said nothing.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Karen said. “That means you’re going to need to fuck her on a regular basis.”
Rico wanted to disagree with that but there was something that told him that what his partner was saying was actually the truth. “But why?” he asked.
“Very good,” Karen commended him. “Very direct and to the point. I like that. As to why, you were simply next on the list.”
“Next on the list?”
“I’m taking over this department,” Karen said, “and after that, the city. I found a drug that lets me control women’s minds but it sucks as far as men are concerned or at least that’s what I thought at first, but then I discovered that it makes the women I control almost irresistible to men and I found that when the first man fucks one of the girls I control, he becomes addicted to her. You need Nicole. You need her more than anything.”
“You’re crazy.”
Karen smiled. “You’re not the first man to say that but take my word for it, you are addicted to Nicole here.”
“But I don’t get it. If what you’re saying is true, then why’d she leave her cell phone in the bank.”
“Yes, I suspect she was rebelling, weren’t you, dear? She knew what I was trying to do and she was hoping to get caught by someone else. She just didn’t know that I was a police officer, did you?”
Nicole shook her head.
“And she certainly couldn’t have known that you were my next target, could you?”
Again, Nicole shook her head.
“So there you go. You can have what you want. All you have to do is choose to submit.”
“I won’t.”
“Really? Nicole, dear, would you please remove your clothes?”
Rico felt his mouth go dry as the girl took her clothes off.
“Now are you really telling me you can just cast this aside?”
In spite of himself, Rico shook his head.
“I think Nicole needs to have her pussy eaten, don’t you, dear?”
Nicole nodded.
“So Rico, if you please.”
Rico felt himself being drawn in as before and then he was sliding between her legs and the last thing he thought just before he let his tongue lick Nicole’s pussy was that maybe this wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all.