This is a Sequel to the story "The Parade of Shame" where you can find out what happened to Janet and her friends after the dispossession suffered by Natalia and Frida when they were on their way to watch the final of the university championship.
That night the brand-new Jaguar XJ8 roared at high speed as it crossed the bridge leading to the exclusive residential area of the valley, inside the speakers blared:
"Workin' all week!
9 to 5 for my money
So when the weekend comes
I go get live with the honey
Rollin' down the street
I saw this girl and she was pumpin'
I winked my eye, she got into the ride
Went to a club was jumpin'
Duce myself as Loc
She said, "You're a liar"
I said, "I got it goin' on baby doll
And I'm on fire"
Took her to the hotel she said
"You're the king"
I said, "Be my queen if you know what I mean
And let us do the wild thing
Wild thing
Wild thing"
The voices of the four cheerful girls on board chanted that song ecstatically. At the wheel was Janet, a 25-year-old girl, owner of a powerful physical attraction and a perverse smile was drawn on her face as she contemplated the speedometer needle that was approaching 100 miles per hour, her friends urged her to increase the speed that the roaring engine could deliver.
Red and blue lights flashed insistently in the rearview mirror and the police siren was the unmistakable signal for Janet to stop.
The Vauxhall patrol car stopped a few meters ahead, closing the way, and was manned by two policewomen: Officers Alika and Johari, who were on their nightly patrol through the city and upon seeing the dizzying march of that Jaguar, would perform a routine check.
The two women were proud representatives of their African heritage despite the fact that their families arrived in the country more than 3 generations ago, both had an enviable athletic complexion as a result of a strict self-imposed exercise regimen due to their disciplined way of life, their height was in the average, each one was 35 years old, 5 of which had been dedicated to serve in the police force.
Officer Alika, descended from the patrol car and approached the jaguar, while her partner, Officer Johari, radioed the dispatcher in order to notify her activity, as well as to find out if that car had any notification in the system, either for being stolen or being involved in some kind of crime.
"Good evening, Miss, may I see your driver's license, as well as the car registration."
Janet extended her license and began to look in the glove compartment for the car's registration, officer Alika carefully observed the movements of that ebony beauty with long legs who was sitting behind the wheel of that luxurious car, she stopped for a moment her exhaustive look at Janet's micro mini-skirt, which due to the soft leather seat, was somewhat reduced and gave a very wide view of the generosity of the driver's toned thighs.
"Are you aware Miss Janet, that the speed limit on this bridge is 70 miles per hour?" Said Alika as she continued to observe the interior of the vehicle and analyzed the faces of Janet's three companions, girls whose ages ranged from 19 to 23 years old, all of whom had a certain physical attractiveness and displayed a carefree attitude, perhaps too relaxed in the opinion of the formal police officer.
"I'm so sorry officer! These new cars can be a bit confusing; I didn't realize we were going so fast! You know... This beauty has such a smooth ride! That... I'm just getting used to its many capabilities." -answered Janet trying to look naive.
Officer Alika held in her hand the registration of the car which was in the name of Natalia Pierce. Her instinct told her that something was not right there. Janet had an imposing appearance, her brief, tight-fitting clothes highlighted a shapely figure, coupled with the appearance of her friends dressed in similarly brief miniskirts and low-cut tops. Add to all this, a certain smell of weed in the car. Somehow, they turned a red-light bulb on the police officer's attention. Not to mention that the name on the car's registration was extremely familiar to her and again her instinct told her that these four girls could hardly be related to the Pierce family name, one of the city's most storied business families.
"I must ask the four of you to kindly step out of the car, place your hands where I can see them, and please be so kind as to open the trunk - this is just a routine check!"
"This turns out to be a bit excessive officer! Just give me my infraction and I promise to be careful of the speed limits in the future." -Janet said indignantly.
"I'm so sorry ladies, I'm just doing my job!"-Said Alika.
"Your job is to disturb four respectable girls, out having fun at night?" -Said Nayah indignantly.
Nayah is 19 years old and spends much of her time in the company of Janet and her friends, she is a girl of average height, slender figure and feminine forms that stand out to the eye, by the tightness of their outfits that always boast cheerful colors and full of life.