Lindsay buttoned her blouse and fastened her pencil skirt. She clipped on her holster and badge. It was her first day as Detective, a promotion that she very much deserved.
It's been three months since Lindsay and RJ crossed paths and a day hasn't gone by that she didn't think of his big cock and what happened that night. She made it her prime objective to track him down.
Lindsay arrived at the precinct Monday morning and noticed a file on her desk. The tab on the folder said, "RJ McAllister". Lindsay's heart started beating faster. As Lindsay opened the file, Det. Myers, Lindsay's partner, filled her in on the situation.
"Lindsay, we got him. Night shift picked up RJ last night on a car stop. He's in the interview room waiting. I think it'd be best that I interview him given your history with him."
Lindsay interrupted Det. Myers, "No, I got this. Let me deal with him for now."
Lindsay walked over to the interview room, she took a deep breath as she placed her hand on the doorknob, she exhaled and walked inside.
RJ was sitting at the steel table with handcuffs attached. He smiled as he looked Lindsay up and down and admired her new look.
"Hello Officer Davis, how have you been?"
Lindsay slapped her files down on the table and pulled her chair out.
"It's Detective Davis." Lindsay corrected RJ as she sat down.
"Well, congratulations, detective." RJ smiled as she looked down at Lindsay's large breasts in her tight blouse.
Lindsay reached over to the tape recorder on the table.
"Wait...hold up." RJ said just before Lindsay hit record on the tape recorder.
Lindsay pulled her hand back, and looked at RJ inquisitively.
"Listen, we both know you didn't tell anyone about how you begged to suck my cock and everything else. I'm sure you left that part out. So here's what's gonna happen, you're gonna find some way to get me off or I tell your bosses what really happened."
Lindsay's paused for a second.
"You're blackmailing me?" She thought for a few seconds. She just got promoted and finally had her dream job. She wasn't about to lose it over some criminal like RJ.
"There's no way that I can get you off from these charges, that's not how it works. You'll have to give me something in return. If you can give me a tip of something more serious, than maybe we can work something out."
RJ pounded his fists on the table, "I ain't no snitch!"
"Well then I guess you're going to prison because no one will believe you anyway."
Lindsay's heart was pounding as she threatened RJ. She was hoping that he didn't call her bluff because she really wasn't sure how it would play out if RJ did go to her superiors about what actually happened.
RJ thought for a moment. "Fine. I can tell you where you can find a huge cocain distributor. But that's it. And I'm only giving you that info cause they are my competitors. I want full immunity also."
"Deal. If your information checks out AND we can make a bust, you can go free."
Lindsay turned on the tape recorder and they started their interrogation which eventually led to the information he promised about the cocain dealers.
At the completion of the interview, Lindsay left and informed Det. Myers of the new information.
"Well that's great Lindsay! If we can bust a half dozen drug dealers instead of just RJ that would make us look great!"
Lindsay agreed with Det. Myers and they put together their game plan. They decided that they would need some probable cause to make the bust. They still needed proof. An undercover operation was the only way they could know for sure.
Since Det. Myers was well known on the streets, he would definitley be recognized and his cover would be blown instantly. It was up to Lindsay to go undercover and make a buy.
The following day, Lindsay and Det. Myers set out to the corner where RJ said to go. Lindsay was dressed down in jeans and a tight white T-shirt. Det. Myers was going to wait in the van and watch as Lindsay would make her drug deal. He let her out about a block away and Lindsay made her way to the corner.
Lindsay's heart was beating fast as she approached the corner. She instantly noticed the man that RJ described to her. He was a black man about 21 years old. She walked right up to him, "Hey, I need some coke, can you help me out?"
The man looked at Lindsay. She didn't quite look like his normal customer. He seemed reluctant to sell Lindsay anything.
"Nah I ain't got shit, beat it lady."
Lindsay knew she had to make this bust or RJ wouldn't get the deal and he would out her.
"C'mon, I have cash, I'm desperate. You gotta sell me some."
"Damn lady, would you keep your voice down." The dealer looked around suspiciously. "Ok, fine follow me."
He walked a few yards down the sidewalk then turned down a small alleyway. Lindsay was now more nervous than ever. She looked back one last time and noticed Det. Myers in the undercover van parked a block away. After she went in the alley, she was totally out of his view.
"Where are you taking me?" Lindsay whispered to the dealer.
"Almost there just shut up." He barked back at her. They came up to a door in a shady looking building. He knocked on the large steel door. Another man about the same age as the dealer opened the door. He gave the dealer a look and then nodded in approval. He and Lindsay entered the old building which appeared abandoned. He shut behind them. They turned a corner and ended up in a large empty room. There was another man there waiting. He was older. Probably about 40 years old. He was a well dressed, good looking black man. He smoked a cigarette as he looked Lindsay up and down.
"So what did you bring me, Dwayne? What can I do for a pretty white girl like yourself?
Lindsay knew this wasn't the time to be nervous if she wanted to get out of this alive.
"I wanna buy some coke. My friends and I are going to a party tonight...I have cash and just want some coke." Lindsay managed to get that out without shuddering over her words, even as nervous as she was.
"How do I know you ain't a cop?"
Lindsay let out a forced laugh, "A cop? Me? Are you serious?"
The man still looked skeptical. "Prove it. Show me you're not wearing a wire."
Lindsay was suddenly relieved that she talked Det. Myers out of the idea he had of her wearing a wire.
"Ok..." Lindsay said sarcastically as she pulled up the bottom of her shit revealing her belly. She spun around so he could see her back as well.
"See, now you know I'm not a cop."
"Do you think I'm stupid, bitch. I know they make recording devices smaller than a pea. If you want some coke, you better strip all the way."
Lindsay couldn't believe she got herself into this type of situation again. Although she was still nervous, she really didn't mind stripping. After all, she got off just a few months ago to random people seeing her naked.
Lindsay rolled her eyes, "Ugh, whatever, but only cause I really need that coke. I promised my friends I'd get it for the party."
Lindsay pulled off her tight top and tossed if over to the man. She stood in front of Rick with her hands on her hips. Her tight black bra was pushing on her big breasts.
"See? Nothing." Lindsay said confidently.
"Keep going, take it all off." Rick was now obviously enjoying himself. He exchanged a grin back to Dwayne who was still standing behind him.