My name is Carol. I am a police officer for Killeen, TX. There was a fatal shooting in my precinct and I was given the task of interviewing the neighbors.
I was not happy about this, I was not in the mood to play door to door salesmen. I had not been with a woman for quite some time and the heat matched my horniness. No matter my personal problems, being a cop was what I did and loved.
Door to door I went selling my sale of, we need to stand together to catch the bad guys, and door to door I got, âI didnât see anythingâ.
I had one house left to go on the corner but I knew I would never make it back in time to do my paperwork if I went there. I work nights, second shift, so I get off at midnight.
It just so happens that I pass that house on my way home and I saw the lights on. I thought, what the hell, might as well get it over with, off duty or not, I am still a cop.
I knocked on the door and at first didnât think anyone was going to answer, as I turned to walk away this cute little brunette opened the door.
âMay I help you officerâ?
I didnât know what to say for a moment looking into her blue eyes, I was startled at the fact that I was really turned on by this woman.
âYes, Iâm sorry to have bothered you so late in the evening but I am investigating the shooting from two nights ago and I was wondering if I could ask you some questions about that nightâ?
She seemed a little nervous and too wide-awake when she told me she was too tired and could I come back tomorrow?
I said, âit will only take a few minutes and youâre my last house, Iâm sure you will give me the same answer as everyone elseâ.
With that, she invited me into her house.
I immediately smelled the aroma of marijuana and then knew the reason for her nervousness. I didnât say anything and took out my pad and pen.
âMay I have your name pleaseâ?
She seemed to relax a bit as she offered me a seat and said, âLiana Smithâ
I sat down and she sat down directly across from me. She was wearing blue silk shorts and a white tank top. I was trying very hard to conduct a professional interview but I couldnât help but notice that she didnât have a bra on. Obviously she spent too much time hiding her marijuana habit and didnât have time to hide herself.
I knew I had let too much time pass since she answered who she was, but I couldnât help it, she was turning me on and I was at a loss for words, and I was after all, technically off duty.
âDo you live here alone Ms. Smith, or is it Mrs. Smithâ?
âItâs Ms. Smith, and yes, I live here aloneâ.
âOkay Ms. Smith, did you hear gunshots two nights agoâ?
âNo, I didnât hear anything, Iâm sorryâ.
âWas there anyone else here with you on the night in questionâ?
âNoâ.
âDo you have a boyfriend Ms. Smithâ?
âWhat does that have to do with anythingâ?