Elise was lounging around in the living room and Lisa was busy dusting. The doorbell rang and Lisa answered it. She returned quickly telling Elise there was a squad car in the drive and two police at the door.
Elise ran to the door and found there a tall European policeman and a much shorter policewoman. "Sorry to bother you, ma'am. Can we come in and explain?" said the European policeman.
"Sure. Come right on in," replied Elise, and led the way to the living room. Elise went back to her favourite easy chair and the two police settled on the sofa.
"Ok. By way of introduction, I am Inspector McGregor and this is my assistant Sergeant Chu. I have a situation I need to explain to you," said the European policeman. Elise pulled up her legs sideways into the chair, a move that was not lost on the Inspector.
Elise also noticed that the Sergeant was not really focused on the conversation, but trying to watch Lisa in her maid's attire as she dusted around. Elise had a plan forming and decided to give it a try. "It sounds like this may take a while. Maybe Lisa can take Sergeant Chu across to the kitchen and have it explained to her there. Maybe that way you can compare notes later?" said Elise.
"Sounds like a plan," replied the Inspector.
"Fine," said Elise and shifted her legs across the other way, once again attracting a direct look from the Inspector. "Lisa, please take Sergeant Chu to the kitchen and answer her questions," called Elise.
"Sure Miss Elise. Sure," replied Lisa. Sergeant Chu rose and followed Lisa over to the kitchen.
The Inspector then launched into a long story regarding a convict who had escaped and was still at large and they were searching for him. They had noted several outbuildings on the premises and wanted to be able to check them to see if there were any clues as to his whereabouts. Elise listened, apparently intently, and never took her eyes off the tall, handsome Inspector, and noted every time his eyes could not avoid lingering on her shapely legs. She also noted a very considerable lump arising in his pants which reinforced her idea of the state of play.
As the Inspector's story came to a close, Elise took the initiative, as usual. "Interesting. Of course, you may search our grounds whenever you wish, but right now I have an interesting question for you which may expand your search," said Elise. "I note that a considerable lump has appeared in the front of your pants, and I wondered if you had any idea of what may be the cause? I hope you do not feel embarrassed by my forwardness," she continued.
The Inspector looked across at her, shocked. "Well," he commenced, "I suppose...," he continued. His voice trailed off.
"Well I have an idea which I think is pretty much a certainty. Would THIS be the reason?" Elise continued, at which point she raised her legs onto the chair and her short flared skirt fell back. As usual, no panties obstructed the view of her marvelous feminine treasure which she knew was impossible for a man to ignore, well at least in her experience to date, which was considerable. The Inspector threw up his hands and remained silent. "So," continued Elise. "Search over. Guilty as charged," she continued. "I now need to sentence you."
The Inspector now bucked up realising this was a game and the best way was to play the game too. "So what is the sentence?" the young man asked.
"Twenty minutes hard labour," was the immediate response from Elise.
"Where?" asked the young man.
"Right HERE," replied Elise pointing to her pussy. "Where ELSE? Come and inspect. This search is over!"