Aggghhhh, honey, you're as tight as a little girl, lift your legs. Bits and snatches of what Miller had said and done to her last night kept wiggling in, confusing her. Carol looked at her watch and realized that she was almost late. A sudden burst of defiance brought her back again. "Goddamn all of you. I'll show you. You can't put me on the run, no matter how hard you try!"
Before she could think again, Carol was out of the car and stepping quickly toward the door. Each step that she took made the beautiful girl feel better, stronger. Things were going to be just fine, she could handle them!
"Check me out with a black and white," Carol snapped, but then she saw that it was Officer Brown behind the desk and her knees began to shake as she remembered the smooth climb of his hand up her stockinged thigh and the flames began to smoulder between her thighs.
Brown looked up in surprise at her agressive stance.
"Well? Come on pretty boy, give me the keys and let me go or I'll tell Miller and he might just spank you for being a naughty, lazy boy!"
The handsome man blushed and Carol felt better. She fought against the sweet feel of arousal as he wrote her name on a check list and handed over the keys. Carol paused and felt daring and brave. "What's your problem, Brown? Do you have to take every woman to Daddy Miller for the stamp of approval before you can get a share?"
Carol strode out, a great feeling carried her through the door and into the squad lot. The vision of the pretty young man staring at her in obvious embarrassment did wonders for her battered self respect.
It wasn't until she had the car on the street that Carol's feeling of triumph began to crumble around the edges. So I managed to shoot down, one of the little people. I could never do that with Miller or the lieutenant, they'd chop me down!
Carol found herself thinking of the tall, rumpled looking Watch-Commander and her thoughts made the beautiful woman squirm on the seat. She thought of the way that his big prick had strained against his fly when he stared at her and that sparked memories of the slick, maddening movements of another man's thick stem inside her body. In seconds the hungry flames in her damp pussy were roaring and licking at her tight sheath again!
Things were going well, Carol had managed to force her mind back to business and she was rolling right along. So far, everyone was in their place and ready. Carol had made her first stops and found everyone on duty. The fifth name on her list was Jim Phillips. For a moment, the lovely young brunette's mind drew a blank. Then she remembered him, a tall, shifty looking teen-ager.
For a moment, Carol thought of how the boy's hooded eyes worked back and forth over her body when they met yesterday. The boy had been trying to sneak quick peeks at her without her knowing what he was doing. That was another thing about the guard situation that bothered her. Some of the guards were students themselves, boys from the high school who were let off for an extra hour in the afternoon to help. She wished that all her guards were adults, but realized that she was lucky to get the boys.
Driving slowly, Carol drifted up against the curb and let the motor die, her dark eyes were on the tall, slender boy as he led a group of children across the street. He did that well enough and she knew that she really didn't have anything to complain about, but that uneasy, nervous feeling at the back of her neck came back whenever she thought about Jimmy Phillips and his hungry eyes.
As he walked back across the street, the boy noticed her. Carol saw his sleepy-eyed smile cross his face and braced herself as he walked toward her. Despite her best intentions she found herself staring at the tight crotch of the boy's jeans, searching for the lump of his penis!
"Good morning, boss, making the rounds?"
Carol was vaguely upset by the boy's casual self assurance. He stood close to the car, then bent down, resting his arm against hers on the frame.
For a few moments, Carol couldn't move. Jimmy wore a short sleeved shirt and the feel of his warm flesh against hers held her paralyzed. Then the pretty young policewoman caught the direction of his glance and jerked her arm away to cover her breasts as they began to tingle and grow more firm under her bra, the pressure of her arm only made the situation feel worse and she gripped at the wheel as she fought to keep the filthy thoughts out of her mind.
"Yes… Jim I'm… just checking, I do it twice a day." Carol felt foolish and awkward as she stammered and mumbled. He knew what her schedule was as well as she did!
"Yeah, that's right, you come around in the afternoon too. If I'm done by then, you could give me a ride back. You wouldn't mind that, would you Miss Davis?" There was a strange, purring sound in his voice and Carol felt a warm glowing in her belly in response to the sound. She squeezed her thighs together as the warmth rekindled the fires in her belly.
"Ohhh… I… no I suppose it would be all right, Jim… if I come by at that time," Carol said breathlessly. She felt embarrassed and trapped as she fidgeted behind the wheel. A small group of children arrived at the corner and the lovely brunette pointed at them, glad for the chance to change the subject.
"I think you'd best get back to your job, Jimmy," Carol said, in the strongest business first voice she could manage. The boy glanced at the children and nodded. He turned back to her and gave her another disturbing smile before he stood up. Carol couldn't stop her eyes and she found herself staring intently at the long outline of his penis before he stepped away.
Carol's hand shook slightly as she turned the key and the engine came to life. She was angry with herself as she pulled away from the curb. Jimmy heard the car and waved at her as she passed. Despite her anger and shame, she found herself waving back.
By the time that she got to the last stop, Carol had managed to gain control of herself again. Mrs. Abels was on the far side of the street, talking to a teenaged boy. For a long moment Carol stared at the two, Doris Abels was standing very close to the boy and there was something about the way that the small blonde had her hand on his shoulder that upset the beautiful policewoman.
At last the boy nodded and walked away. Doris stood staring after him for a moment, then she turned and headed for the car.
"Hi, how's your first day going?" Doris smiled and slipped into the car beside her. Carol couldn't think of anything witty or clever so she simply shrugged and smiled. Doris nodded and patted her hand. Carol was a bit surprised at the woman's familiarity but she seemed so natural and real that Carol couldn't be offended.
"I know, dear, believe me. It's hard going when you're on a new job," the small woman said. "But this is a good job for you, just think of all the side benefits you can cash in on."
Carol stared at Doris. She didn't have the faintest idea what she meant. "I… I don't understand, Mrs. Abels, what 'side benefits'?" The little woman cocked her head in Carol's direction and a sly grin crossed her face.
"Oh my dear, of course you understand. Look, let's be friends, okay?" Carol had a funny feeling in her belly, but she nodded just the same. "All right, I'm talking about all the young studs we can meet on a job like this. Now I do fine, but with your looks and the way that you get around, you should be able to find enough hard young cock to keep you busy day and night!"
"Mrs. Abels! Are you saying that I would… with these boys?" Carol felt her face burn as a vivid blush covered it, she would have tried to get out of the car but Doris caught her hand and held her tight, forcing her to listen.
"Whoa honey, don't be shocked," the pert little woman said. Carol thought she could hear amusement in the voice and was angry. "Well darling," Doris purred, inching a bit closer as she spoke. "If you're not making it with at least one of these kids now, you will be! Now stop acting like that and be honest with me."