18
We are awakened by a loud banging, unrelenting knocking, pounding on our door. Peering through the peephole, I see 2 uniformed police officers and 2 other persons. I open the door the tall male officer hands me a paper.
"Search warrant, we are here to search for drugs, and pornographic material." The female officer was rather good looking, and my initial thought was she's too frail to be an officer. The male looked more like an actor, 6' muscle bound, weightlifter type. She took Jodi's arm, and the male took mine, escorted us to sit on the sofa.
"These 2 are here to record our activity. It will be in your best interest to cooperate. Where are the drugs?"
Jodi shows them our container of pot.
"This is all we have."
"Sir, open your computer so we can view the porn." The female officer was rummaging through the cupboards and drawers. I open the computer files with our porn recordings and the male sat viewing them.
"Your wife is gorgeous, and quite talented." A few moments later.
"Are these redheads' twins?" He asks.
"Officer Green, check this out." The woman stops searching and leans over his shoulder.
"Geeze, that's hot, ma'am you've got a terrific body, and sir you're wielding an impressive weapon."
I thought it unusual they were watching so intently, rather than scanning and their comments seemed odd.
"Ma'am, you appear to be really enjoying yourself, you're not acting here, are you?" The female, in my observation, is ogling Jodi, a look of lust in her gaze.
"No, none of us were acting, we chose to make these movies, for our personal pleasure. It is exciting to be filmed and arousing to watch them later." Jodi responds.
My nostrils detect Jodi's scent of arousal, her nipples poking against the extra-large t shirt she wears for pajamas; she's vibing with the officer.
"Guy, you're quite large." Officer Green looks wantonly at me.
"Doubt you get much anal, but I'll bet the gals enjoy riding you." She winks, scrutinizing my reply.
"I prefer pussy, and yes riding is a favorite sport."
"How about DP's Jodi, do you get enough of those, or do you prefer to carpet munch, in your threesomes?"
At this point my suspicious intuition is piqued; this isn't normal, these questions aren't relevant, something is amiss.
"I like all kinds of sex; all orifices excite me." Jodi is connecting with the female officer; that secret signaling of unspoken communication females are capable of.
"Why are you asking about our sexual preferences?" I ask cynically. There's no response from either.
"We'll need to do a cavity search before leaving." She touches the male's shoulder and moves to Jodi.
"Ma'am come with me into the bedroom for a cavity search." She leads Jodi away holding her wrist.
They leave, the female holding the camcorder follows.
My 'Spidey Senses' are tingling on overdrive. I'm not positive, but I think a cavity search is done after an arrest, or definitely at the station. I decide to challenge him.
"Officer, I'm a paid photographer; I was hired to make these recordings. They are for private viewing with consenting friends, not for sale, and none have been publicly posted."
"Paul was unsure if you recorded him and is concerned about his professor's position, fornicating with a student."
"I have never recorded anyone without permission." It registers what he just said about Paul.
"So, this is specifically about Paul?"
"Oh, what about this bondage one, he's cuffed, she's being violated."
"Yes, a consenting couple, she actually requested that on her wedding day; and wants more; would you like to call them. They're in my speed dial." I use a sarcastic tone; confident this is not a legitimate police search.
