"Happy now?" Cynthia asked.

"Not really, but I think this will make me feel better." Came the answer. With that, she grabbed Cynthia and kissed her as hard as she could. This time is was her tongue that was the aggressor as it explored the interior of Cynthia's mouth. They lay there in each others arms, softly caressing the others naked form. Exchanging long, moist, kisses, their tongues slipping back and forth.

"This was fun." Jody said softly. "A pity it has to come to an end."

"I know," Cynthia replied, still stroking Jody's breast. "They should be just about finished with that crowd up in booking. I should be able to get your paperwork right through now."

"Fuck you!" Jody hissed.

"Hey, I was only kidding." Cynthia chuckled. "And besides, I think you just did." Standing up, Jody examined the torn remains of her blouse. It would be impossible to wear out of the building.

"What am I going to do about this?" She asked. "I can't very well parade upstairs with these hanging out."

"They are very noticeable." Cynthia noted, the humor still in her voice. "Don't worry, there's some clothes in the locker room in the back. You can wash up and change." With that, Jody picked up her rags and heading in the direction she had indicated. Cynthia washed up in the utility closet. She knew that if she followed Jody back into the locker room's shower they would never get out of here. Quickly dressing, she checked her watch, still time for a late morning breakfast.

"Hey, lets get a move on!" She yelled to the back. Jody reappeared five minutes later, having gone an amazing transformation. She was a totally different woman. Her topknot ponytail was gone and her black hair had been tied up into a tight bun. Gone also were the bright makeup and gold jewelry. Her face had been freshly scrubbed and she now wore only a hint of makeup. What was most astonishing was the outfit she now wore. It was the blue uniform of the Metropolitan Police Force. On her collars were the pips of the 14th Precinct. She wore the shield of a Patrolman, across from the name tag which read Austin.

"How do I look?" She said, striking a pose.

"Like a recruiting poster." Cynthia replied. "Now lets get out of here." The two woman turned to leave when Jody asked.

"What would you have done if they had actually booked me?"

"I would've said you were one of my snitches and got you out of there." Was the reply. "With the Captain off smoozing with the Mayor, I'm the senior officer here. No one would think to question my cutting you loose."

"I have to admit, Cyn, you really outdid yourself this time." Jody smiled as they walked down the corridor to the stairwell. "You can be a real crazy bitch when you want to be."

"And you love it." Cynthia grinned, blowing her lover a kiss. "True, very true."

"Enough chit-chat, we really have to get going." The Lieutenant said as they reached the stairs. "D'Marco's isn't going to hold those brunch reservations forever."

"One last thing though," Jody said as she followed up the stairs. "If we ever try this again, next time... I get to be the arresting officer!" At that, both women burst into laughter.

"Arresting Officer" Copyright Ann Douglas

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