Caretaker Sheriff's Department! Jail! 6:30 PM!
Caprice Comstock pulled into the cop shop lot and shut off her car. Parking next to Opal Savage's big black van called Black Box she climbed out as naked as the day she was born and literally admired her reflection in the gleaming metal. Awful shined up for this late in the afternoon. Puzzled by it she checked herself out further by caressing her body in a full reflection. Sweet curves she thought, ego settling in. Just as she posed like a model the driver's side power window rolled down without any inhabitant.
"Right on time, Blossom! Good to see you kept your word on my dare." Cackling arrived over an interior speaker thanks to the radio. "Your boyfriend is ETA three minutes. He can help you carry in the cuisine."
"I can't get rid of you can I, Eloise."
"Nope! I'm attached to that sweet reflection of yours. In case you're wondering the exterior shell on this bulletproof baby is coated with a miraging agent to keep it clean. Black is a bitch as you know. Just ask Opie!" Dyson cracked herself up. "Oh! And don't be using my name unless it's just you and I. I need to protect myself. I make certain that the wavelengths on your cell and on my end are jammed but you never know who might be listening in if I let my guard down. I'm pretty good at not doing that but obviously if Cybercock swindled Nicky I'm not perfect. At least I tracked her down and got his moolah back."
"You called yourself, ShadowBitch, right? I'll just say Shadow from here on, seeing as I'm feeling like you are my shadow."
"Sweet ass like yours I don't mind tailing that. Yeah, I'm into the ladies. No worries, I'm not hitting on you, Blossom. I'll tell you another secret if we're considered best buds."
"Why not! It makes me feel like I'm a secret agent." CC snickered! "Go for it."
"No legs! I'm wheelchair bound for life. Nicky has me set up so well I don't require much. Cozy home! Caregiver on tap with the legs I wish I had. I won't indulge much further, but I know I could use another buddy like Opie. Hope you don't object but I'm adopting the gal who kicked her assets."
"Ouch! That sucks, I'm sorry to hear that. Concerning my kicking her ass, I barely got a punch in. Lucky at best. I was just pissed at her for drugging not just me but all the ladies. Dolan for that matter."
"Girls just gotta have fun! She has no family, no real friends. When you go Black Ops most of your adult life you tend to live a lonely existence. Take my word on this Blossom, Opie would die for anyone Nicky calls family. This includes you. Just a heads up, like I know you like 'em, Opie could have taken you out with her toenail polish. Her combat skills are off the charts. Thank the U. ASS of A for those moves and grooves! Just like Nicky, he's a born warrior as well as one of the smartest fellas I know. Here's your Sheriff Mayberry RFD, I'll hush up for now. Chat again soon my new bestie."
"Night, Shadow. Thanks for leveling with me."
"Anytime, Hoochie Coo!"
That made CC chuckle as she watched the window rise. Turning to face the opposite direction Dolan Roster shut his squad car off and vividly yawned. Long night, long day! Another couple probably. Walking over to his car she posed like a playmate in her nudity and jiggled her amazing breasts before crushing them into his driver's side window. If this didn't wake him up, nothing would. What he did was precious, he simply laid his head on the glass over her pillows.
"Awww! Poor baby!" Looking as if he actually dosed off, she sneered at him and stepped back to beat on the window. That jarred him awake.
"No place like home! No place like home!" Dorothy Gale style! Revived, he opened his car door and stepped out. Her titties still fluffy he quickly gravitated to hug her and them. "Pay no attention to the boobs behind the curtain." He chuckled! "Sorry Caprice, I'm just worn out."
"I know you are. You could have just gone on home. I can get Stacy Bell to help me haul the food in. You're not even going to get after me for streaking?"
"Nope! Those days are done. Darcy has Violet Murphy on her way here while she's on patrol for Herb DeWhitt. I told her to divvy up the food and take some out to the Shoals. The local towns pitched in a few guys to cover my boys. I sent Clinton Biles home to catch a few Z's, Randy Koones too. Officer Violet Murphy from Abingdale caught her second wind earlier today so she's on the road now. Oh, she's joining our team, I'll be coordinating her transfer here soon."
"Two women with badges on the force now. Still uneven, but it's a start. Think I'd look good in a POPO uniform?"
"Better out of one. You just be yourself beautiful."
"Oh, I plan to. I told Olan at the diner I was going to start waiting tables in a micro bikini. Matter of fact, Violet and I might go shopping here soon for some. Darcy of course, if they ever get a day off."
"After the FBI situation I'll pencil them off together. Micro, huh? Won't hide much, might as well join Midnight and Bearpaw in the nudie business. You're already off to a good start."
"Don't tempt me, I will." She winked as their hug ended with a kiss. "Let's go nuke this food. Bad enough the team at the Shoals will be getting cold food. I'm pretty certain Nick doesn't have a microwave out there yet."
"Power is on! Electric stove they can heat things up in."
"How did I forget that?"
Separating, Dolan found her dress and draped it around her. CC started to button it up when Dolan stopped her. A smirk he insisted it remain unbuttoned, along with a comment about meeting her halfway. With a giddy smile Caprice opened her station wagon's back end. "Let's feed the babies." Sighing, he recalled holding his daughter Ali moments after her birth. If only she was as innocent now as she was then. He had to shake off that memory. Those days were long gone.
"Blender?"
"Nick blends the girls food. I'll take care of that once he tells me what I'm mixing. I watched that Opal earlier, so it's not rocket science."
"I'll feed that crazy bitch personally."
"Question! Now that I think about it all. You punched her earlier so shouldn't you be locked up for assault like Nick?"
"Me? You punched her too. You want to spend the night in jail?"
"I will, if you will." She bumped his shoulder playfully.
"As tired as I am that cot would suit me just fine."
"It would show Nick our loyalty."
"And letting him get away with shit like Midnight and Bearpaw running around indecently, isn't loyal? Sooner or later this bullshit could kill my career. Election is only a year away and I'm certain I'll have competition who would gladly use all of this as a surefire win."
"Nick won't allow that."
"So, what? Nick buys off my campaign?"
"My gut says he gets whatever he wants."
"Don't remind me. Let's get this dinner and a show on the road. My belly is crying as much as my eyelids are."
Agreed! Hauling in boxes and bags they were met by dispatcher Stacy Bell. Her daughter Hannah had dropped by so it was a whole lot easier. Using a conference room table, they sorted out containers of Gimbap, Kimchi, and Ox Bone soup. Blender plugged in, Stacy heating containers it was a buffet paradise.
Just as Dolan began to haul food into the lockup area Violet Murphy arrived to pick up her orders. A quick meet, greet, and street Violet left with her portions and drove on out to Harbinger Shoals. After seeing CC's opened dress from neckline to twat her appetite was ravenous. Darcy Grainger was going to be dessert! In hiding, of course!
"Dinners on Sanchez." Dolan, followed by CC entered with the Korean menu. CC bulged her eyes at seeing Midnight and Lillian Dawn Bearpaw cuffed widespread to the cell bars. Her heart sank for a moment until she saw both girls smiling. Eyelids closed out of respect they simply stood with feet outstretched. Their body posture was pretty perfect.
"Evening ladies!" CC reached over to pat Midnight on her left cheek. "Beautiful as ever sweetie. Love the glossy skin! How do you think I'd look all shiny Dolan?"
"Sexy! Can Caprice borrow some of your sunshine Sanchez?" He unlocked the cell door and noticed Nick in only his boxers in a meditative state on the floor. "Uhhh? You become a monk since I saw you last?" No answer on the borrow.
"Relaxing my mind! Tibetan practice. No monk, just a fan of the methodology. It works; my energy level is spiking right now."
"Riiight! You catch any sleep since I locked you up?"
"None! I can go days without if necessary." He inhaled vibrantly! "Kimchi?"
"Gimbap and Ox Bone soup." CC related! "What am I feeding the girls, Nick?"
"Semen soup!"
"Uh? Was that in a container we overlooked?" CC chuckled! "We have a blender out there if you tell me what I'm mixing. The Uber driver brought pie tins to use as their plates."
"If I give you a fork, you're not going to hold any hostages, are you?" Dolan found it amusing as he passed a serving takeout container down to him. Claimed Nick inhaled the Gimbap and smirked. It had been a while since eating any form of Asian food. "No chopsticks!" Utensils were nothing to argue over. Fork claimed, Nick took a bite.
"Korean!"
"Blame your lackey, Shadow." Caprice giggled! "She's rubbing it in because you assaulted that Korean photographer."
"She's gifted like that."
"What about Tigger over there?" CC eyed Opal snarling, saliva dripping from her lips. Her eyelids refused to even blink, so she looked ready to pounce.
"I wouldn't go near her." Nick sighed! "I dosed her with an entire bottle of T16R355. Tigress! She's at her most primal so she might eat you for dinner. At the moment she's resisting but in a few more hours she's going to be rattling the bars to escape. This is her punishment for how she treated the two of you. After tonight a new leaf gets turned over."
"I'm not so forgiving, Sanchez." Dolan sat down on the bunk behind Nick. "No word yet from McDaniel or anyone FBI. I have reinforcements from the surrounding towns helping guard your property. Darcy is out there in charge so it's close to home. Violet Murphy just headed back out with dinner so she's backup. Can't recall if I told you but Vi is joining the Caretaker team here in a few weeks."
"So, is Opal."
"Excuse me?" That woke Dolan up. "You don't make those kinds of decisions, Sanchez."
"She repays you with community service. I'm the one paying her checks. Her experience is invaluable. Suit her up and put her to use." Dolan did recall her hatchet skills from Winston's bar. Even CC thought it over after knowing the woman's fighting prowess. "Tigress will be tamed!"
"Yeah, right!" CC frowned! "She's too dependent on that."
"Sex addict in general. I need you to trust me on this, Dolan."
"Not happy one bit!"
"Not happy one bitch!" CC added!
"We can discuss it further on better terms. Caprice? Skip the pie tins until morning. The slaves will survive on me."
"You? Oh! Thus, the semen soup. Are we intruding?"