The pretty girl had obviously had too much to drink, and staying upright on her stiletto heels was proving to be a challenge for her. The handcuffs holding her wrists securely behind her back thrust her well formed breasts forward, drawing Lana's eyes like a pair of strong magnets would draw metal.
Bill was leading her carefully by the arm toward the barred gate to the women's holding area of the local jail. She had been brought in for suspicion of driving under the influence after leaving a dinner party at a local hotel. She had assured her concerned friends that she would be fine driving home, but she had likely had two too many, and her erratic driving had quickly captured the attention of the local constabulary.
"She's all yours, Lana," said Bill.
"I'll take good care of her," she replied. Lana unlocked the gate and admitted the petite brunette, locking the gate behind her.
It was quiet, even for a Tuesday evening, and there were no other prisoners in the women's wing this evening. Lana sat the young woman down at her desk and completed the requisite paperwork. She was 23 years old, single, and her name was Jeanette. She had no prior record, but would still be spending the night and most of the next morning, as she would not be arraigned before about 11 AM. Judge Harris seldom showed up to the courtroom any earlier these days.
Lana was bored, so she welcomed the opportunity to have this pretty young woman with her for the night shift. Lana herself was attractive, and nearly 5'9" tall. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders, and although she was 34 years old, she looked no more than 25! Every unmarried deputy, and many of the married ones, had asked her out, but she had turned them all down, saying she preferred not dating anyone with whom she worked. But, the fact was that she really was not terribly interested in men anyway. Being a lesbian in a small town could be difficult, so when she dated women it was always away from the prying eyes of her little community.
Lana completed the intake on Jeanette and led her back to a holding cell. She removed the handcuffs and closed the cell door behind her, rattling the door to make sure it was locked. Although Lana would be able to see directly into Jeanette's cell from her little desk, the cell could not be seen from the gate or the corridor leading up to the gate. It looked like it was going to be a quiet night.
Jeanette appeared to be distraught, understandable as she had never before been arrested, and Lana felt just a bit sorry for her. She had just poured herself a cup of coffee, and then decided to pour one for Jeanette as well. She offered the coffee to Jeanette who eagerly accepted it. The two women began to chat, and Lana pulled a chair up outside of Jeanette's cell door. Lana learned Jeanette was a legal secretary in a larger, nearby community. The dinner party this evening had been for one of the attorneys in the firm who had made partner, and the celebration included several bottles of wine. Jeanette had simply not been paying attention to how much she had been drinking.
As they talked, Lana began to look Jeanette over with more interest. She was attired in a strapless cocktail dress that barely reached to mid thigh. Enough cleavage was showing that Lana was sure the girl was not wearing a bra under the dress, and she dared to imagine what the attractive young woman would look like naked, and in her arms.
The two moved from general conversation to girl talk, and Lana asked Jeanette if she were dating anyone special. Jeanette admitted she was not, and that she was feeling pretty ambivalent, if not down right negative, about men in general. This did not escape Lana's attention, and she began to flirt, just a little bit, with the sexy young woman. To her delight, Jeanette seemed to be returning her interest, and the looks between the two women became more probing and penetrating. Lana moved her chair closer and placed her hand on the bars separating her from Jeanette. It took a minute or two, but Jeanette soon moved closer and placed her hand on Lana's, gently stroking it while telling her how much she appreciated Lana's concern for her. She then lifted Lana's hand to her lips and warmly kissed it. If there had been any doubt about the response to her flirting with Jeanette, it evaporated from Lana's mind at that moment.
The two women stood up almost simultaneously and moved toward each other, their lips meeting between the bars of the cell door. Lana slipped her tongue gently between Jeanette's lips, and felt the girl's tongue responding immediately. Lana was feeling very much aroused, and she decided she just had to have this sexy young woman, and right away.
"You know, Jeanette, I would really love to come in there with you, but I am just not sure that I can take that chance."
Jeanette smiled wantonly. "I guess I might be pretty dangerous at that."
"I have an idea," Lana responded. "Give me a minute."
She walked back to her desk, picked up the phone, and buzzed out to the front desk. "Bill, it's drafty back here tonight. I'm going to close the inner door, so buzz me on the phone if you need me."
"No problem. It seems like not much is going on out there tonight anyway. I doubt you'll have another customer anyway."
Lana closed the door, stuffed a few things into her oversized purse, and walked back to Jeanette's cell. The look on the girl's face got Lana even more excited, as did the plan that was now formulating in her mind.
