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This revision is a July © 2004 copyright by jrparz@hotmail.com
Jessica Sanderson flashed her badge at the burly police officer standing outside the apartment before entering. The dead body still lay near the entranceway and hadn't yet been covered.
"Amber Jennings...?" she asked, drawing the attention of the two detectives.
"Linda's with her... down the hallway to the left," the older one responded, smiling.
She nodded her head and proceeded on down the hallway, knowing damn well that they were eyeing her ass, but there wasn't much she could do about it. No matter what she did to downplay her looks... like keeping her long dark hair pinned up off her shoulders, wearing a business suits an extra size bigger, and wearing the bare minimum amount of makeup, they still saw her as a sex object.
As she entered the room, she immediately felt like she was intruding on something. Officer Linda Roman and the young female crime victim sat close together on the edge of the bed... and there was something eerily erotic about the way they looked. Both women possessed blonde hair that they wore short and sassy like, and together they appeared strikingly sexy.
"Officer Roman," she greeted the young policewoman with a smile.
"Hi Ms. Sanderson," Officer Roman responded with a smile, and then turned her attention back to the victim.
"Amber... this is Jessica Sanderson and she's the police psychologist I told you about. She's here to help you."
"Amber... would you mind if I sat bedside you?" Jessica asked as they shook hands, and it was then that she felt a spark of desire and a warm pleasant tingling inside her groin. At first she welcomed the pleasure, but then it hit her! Never had she ever felt aroused for a girl before! "Can... can you tell me how you're feeling right now?" she stammered, trying like hell to regain her composure.
"I... I'm not sure. Angry and nervous I guess. Everything happened so fast... it still feels like a dream," Miss. Jennings responded.
"That's normal and if you didn't feel this way, I'd be concerned," she replied, smiling. "Now, I know you've told the detectives what happened, but I need you to tell me, okay?"
"Okay. I... I was getting ready for bed when I heard a noise. It sounded like it came from the living room."
Jessica waited for Miss. Jennings to continue... still shocked at how turned on she still felt.
"I... I sleep in the nude, so I had to put on my robe," Miss Jennings added.
Suddenly, Jessica saw an image of Miss. Jennings stark naked, eliciting a gasp!
"Are you alright, Ms. Sanderson?" Miss. Jennings asked.
"Yes," she quickly responding, while she tried to control her breathing. She could feel nipples hardened inside her bra, and a growing wetness inside her panties!
"Well... I entered the living room and that was when I saw him... the man... holding a knife," Amber whispered.
"Please continue," she prodded, close to feeling herself again.
"Everything happened so fast," Amber added and then she started to cry.
If she had thought before reacting, she might have avoiding trying to comfort Amber, but she reached over to take her hands, and when she did, she felt her desire for the girl overwhelm her!
"Ms. Jennings...? Ms. Jennings... are you alright?" Miss. Jennings asked again.
"I... I'm sorry... I suddenly feel... I suddenly feel very strange," she whispered, trying to make sense of all this. Never had she ever wanted to kiss someone more than she wanted to kiss Miss. Jennings. "I... I need you to continue your story," she added.
"Okay... anyway, I screamed at the guy, but then he rushed me... covered my mouth with his hand... and then... I... I must have passed out. The next thing I knew I was lying down on the couch with my robe open and the man between my legs!"
Jessica suddenly felt a growing hatred for the assailant... thinking how dare he attack such a beautiful young woman... and part of her wish it was she that killed the man and not Linda.
"Men! I hate them," she thought to herself, feeling strong emotions for the girl. She could also feel her huge breasts move up and down on her chest, straining inside her bra cups, and her wetness was becoming more noticeable! Again she wanted to kiss Miss. Jennings!
"...Just as he was about to... you know... I knead him... right where it counts! He then fell off the couch, screaming!"
"Good for you!" she responded, and then her eyes lit up with her strange thoughts. Then with a burst of willpower, she released Miss. Jennings hands and got off the bed.
Miss. Jennings looked at her with a confused expression.
"I... I'm sorry, Miss. Jennings... I need to use your bathroom," she mumbled, noticing that there was one off the bedroom. She closed and locked the door and then used her palm to press down hard against her groin. She nearly swooned from the intense sensations this caused and more than anything she wanted to cum. Reminding herself where she was, she instead turned on the water faucet and splashed cold water on her face. She could see red blotches all throughout her neck area, clearly indicating her arousal. Looking at herself in the mirror, she cupped her breasts, and gave her nipples a hard squeeze, and this eliciting even a greater need! How could she be feeling this way?!? Never had she felt more sexually aroused before in her life!
"Ms. Jennings, are you alright...? Would you like me to get someone?" she heard Miss. Jennings call through the door.
Exerting as much will power as she could muster, she quickly composed herself... and then opened the door and smiled. "I'm fine... Amber. You don't mind me calling you Amber, do you?"
"Of course not," Amber replied, smiling.
"Anyway, I must have eaten something earlier that didn't sit right," she added, trying to reassure the young woman. "Please, finish your story."
"Well, I took advantage of the guy being on the floor and jumped off the couch, ran back to my bedroom, locked my door, and called 911 on my cell. It seemed like only a few minutes before I heard Officer Roman yell freeze and then some gun shots."
"Did you know the man?" she asked, starting to more in control again.
"No," Amber replied.
"Thank you, Amber... I know this was difficult. You're not going to be able to stay here for a few days, so is there anyone you can stay with?" she asked.
"No ma'am... I just moved up here from LA."
"Really...?" she replied, feeling an urge to invite Amber to stay with her... but then she scolded herself for even considering it! "Well then... the department will have to put you up in a hotel."
"Thank you," Amber whispered, smiling.
"Would you like someone to stay with you tonight?" she asked, subconsciously wishing it could be her... and the anticipation was making her grow wet again.
"Officer Roman has been very good to me... and I feel safe with her," Amber replied.
Jessica suddenly felt jealous, reflecting back to Linda and Amber's earlier closeness. "I'm sorry, Amber, but standard operating procedure forces Officer Roman to be assigned to a desk until the investigation is over," she replied.
"Please...?" Amber asked, tearing up.
She suddenly felt terrible... for refusing Amber. How could she even consider not providing Amber someone she could trust and make her feel safe? "Okay, I'll make it happen. I'll break some rules and make sure Linda stays with you," she quickly responded and then they hugged.
When Jessica woke Saturday morning she did so feeling more hornier than she ever felt before in her life! The sheer intensity of her need outright stunned her, and forced her right hand down to her very wet lips! Within seconds, she cried out with an orgasm, providing her momentary relief... but then her desire to cum again, returned, confusing her. Once again she began fingering herself, and didn't stop until she cried out with another orgasm!
Trying to recover and still breathing hard, she glanced over at the clock. It was getting late. Normally, she had Saturdays off, but her captain wanted to discuss the case with her.
Reluctantly, she slid out of bed and it was then that she realized she was naked. She never slept naked, so what would prompt her now?
She made her way to the bathroom and started the shower... and as she gazed at herself in the mirror, she smiled. She was very beautiful and found herself growing aroused at the sight of herself... and she had to suppress her desire to finger herself again.
It was when she was in the shower that it hit her! Everything! The way she had acted towards Amber and how unprofessional she'd been! Without realizing it, she was playing with herself again... moving her fingers harder and faster by the second and then she cried out with her third orgasm!
Slowly, feeling spent and confused, she made her way out of the shower and sat before her Vanity. Something about the way she looked... something wanton and sexy. Almost animalistic! God... was she ever sexy... and never again would she take her beauty for granted again!
She spent an hour blow-drying and brushing her hair... and then meticulously applied her makeup. She fumed at herself for not spending as much time on herself yesterday, because if she had, then she was sure she would have captured Amber's attention! Then she blushed at her strange thoughts.
What the hell was going on with her? She never ever considered being with a girl before, but there was no mistaking how she felt about Amber. What was it about Amber that made her feel this way?
When she was done, she walked over to her full-length mirror and smiled at herself. Her long hair looked beautiful... especially with her large breasts. She took pride on how firm and high they sat on her chest, thinking that they looked especially sexy on her slim curvaceous frame. She couldn't resist cupping them and felt the stirring again.
"Stop that!" she yelled at herself, forcing her hands away. If she gave in to playing with herself again, she'd have to take another shower!
She dug through her drawer and pulled out her sexiest underwear. With a grin, she slipped on her black silk bikini panties and her black bra. She gazed at her chest with a smile, loving how her generous flesh spilled out the sides of her snug fitting 34C-cups! She then turned to look at her ass and loved how half her ass cheeks were on display! She then put on a tight pair of black slacks that slid over her rump like a second skin, and then she put on a v-cut red blouse that provided plenty of cleavage. She finished the ensemble with a pair of black 4" high-heeled pumps.
She blew her image a kiss; very pleased with the way she looked, grabbed her briefcase and proceeded on to the Police Station.
Jessica was pretty much oblivious... and in a pretty good mood. What she didn't notice was how her gaze lingered on the more attractive girls she had passed. Only for a fleeting moment did she consider what she was wearing... and hadn't even been aware of all the attention she was receiving as she made her way through the office. Every set of eyes, male and female, were glued on her, staring at her in disbelief.
"What's the occasion?!?" the Captain asked her upon entering his office.
At first she looked back at him in confusion and then it hit her! How could she come to work dressed in such a manner and why was her hair loose and worn down?
"Well, whatever it is, you look... never mind," the Captain mumbled.
"I... I have somewhere to go over from here," she lied in response, blushing.
"Oh... anyway, about Miss. Jennings."
"Yes, sir," she replied.
"I'm having a hard time swallowing her story. I don't believe that her assailant was a stranger. It doesn't add up. Why would this man go after Miss. Jennings when her apartment was so difficult to get too? There were plenty of other women that lived in apartments with easier access."
"Strangers attack attractive women every day, Captain. I'm not sure I follow you," she replied, feeling slightly perturbed that the captain would even question Amber's story.
"Not with similar circumstances... and the crime doesn't fit this guy's MO."
"What was the guy's name?" she asked, curious.
"Jeremy Landon... and other than a few minor traffic violations, the guy's never been in trouble with the law before. He certainly doesn't come across as a rapist."
Just then the summer college Intern, Heather Tompkins, entered the office and handed the captain a file. As she did this, Jessica found her eyes glued to the girl with growing interest. Heather possessed long blonde hair, a very shapely behind, and a delicious pair of tits that looked even bigger than hers!
"Wow! Miss Sanderson! You look incredible!" the girl suddenly gushed, at having noticed her. "Are you going undercover or something?"
"Hi Heather," she whispered, smiling. She wanted to devour the girl where she stood... and it was then that it hit her! Not only had she been attracted to Amber, but she was attracted to this young tart as well!
"That will be all, Heather," the captain interrupted her thoughts, prompting Heather to exit the office... but not before she gazed at the girl's ass on the way out. Heather was a hottie... and she wanted her!
"About Miss Jennings..." the Captain added and she blushed, wondering if the captain had noticed the way she was looking at college Intern.
"Yes... I was planning on going over there this morning to see how Miss. Jennings was progressing," she responded.
"Is that why you're all dressed up?" the Captain asked, looking bewildered.
"Uh... no... ah... there's somewhere else I have to go," she quickly replied, blushing.
"Good, because the outfit you're wearing isn't the most professional outfit I've seen you wear. Anyway, this brings me to my next question... how come you cleared Officer Roman for this case?"
"How did you know?" she asked, surprised that the captain had acquired this information.
"Officer Roman called me this morning and asked for vacation time. She wants to spend it with Miss Jennings until she's feeling better."
"Oh... Well, I believe their time together is best for both of them," she defended herself.
"Isn't it standard operating procedure to restrict the officer to desk duty after a shooting?"
"Yes, I authored the policy... but I'm killing two birds with one stone... sort of speak. I really believe having them together is therapeutic for both of them. Amber... ah... Miss Jennings feels safe with Officer Roman, who's somewhat a hero in her eyes... while every time Linda looks at Miss Jennings, she's reminded of why she had to shoot the guy."
"I see... incidentally... were you aware that Officer Roman... ah... Linda... broke off her engagement with Tom last week?"
"Huh...? No, I wasn't. I thought those two made the perfect couple. In fact, it wasn't too long ago that Linda confessed to me that Tom was the best thing that ever happened to her."
"Tom doesn't understand it either... and I'm surprised that Linda didn't mention this to you."
"I guess I'm am a little surprised as well, but that doesn't change anything. I really believe that having those two together right now is for the best regardless of Linda's state of mind."
"Well, you've never given me reason to doubt your judgment before."
"Thank you," she replied, smiling... and it was then that she noticed a framed picture sitting on the desk. She walked over to the picture and picked it up.
"Yeah, I finally got around to updating Christina's picture," the captain remarked, smiling.
"God, she's certainly grown, hasn't she?" she commented, stunned at how beautiful she looked. "Had Christina always been this beautiful?" she asked herself. Then she realized that she was seeing all females very differently.
"Yeah, she sent me the picture a little while ago, but I'm just now getting around to placing it over her old High School photo."
"She's quite beautiful... I love her hair," she added, smiling.
"Yeah, she's quite the looker for sure... and I think she knows it. Anyway, she's in town Monday and I wouldn't put it past her to drop by my office, so I thought I'd better update her picture before it was too late."
"Good move," she responded, smirking. She placed the picture back down on the desk.
"Are you going to see Miss Jennings now?"
"Yes, I'd better get going," she replied, glancing at her watch.
When Jessica left the police station, she started to question what the hell was going on with her. Why was she suddenly lusting over other females... and what the hell would prompt her to dress up as if she was on a date? She couldn't come up with the answers.
"Jessica! You look incredible!" Linda greeted her upon opening the door.
Jessica blushed feeling suddenly flustered, noting that she was looking at Linda differently as well! What the hell was going on? She never looked at Linda sexually before, but there was no denying the girl's beauty.
"So, how are you two doing?" she managed to ask, batting down her desire for the young police woman. It wasn't easy given Linda was wearing skin-tight faded blue jeans and a halter-top! She tried not looking at Linda in a sexual way, but she couldn't help it!
"The night went well," Linda replied with a strange grin, and then added, "Amber will be out in a moment, she's peeing."
"Oh," she whispered, suddenly seeing an image of Amber on the toilet peeing... and damn it all if she didn't suddenly feel aroused from the image!
"Would you like some coffee?" Linda asked, smiling.
"Yes... that sounds good," she whispered, taking a seat on the couch. She couldn't help herself as she gazed at Linda's ass as she disappeared into the kitchen.
"You've certainly made yourself at home," she called out.
"Yeah, Amber and I hit it off like long lost sisters... except for... er... never mind," Linda replied with a giggle.
"Sisters...?" she questioned.
"I mean we got along great, so when she asked me to spend the entire weekend with her... there was no way I could refuse," Linda added as she returned with her coffee.
"Remember, Linda, maintain your professionalism," she whispered, hating the jealous feeling that crept up on her.
Just then Amber emerged... completely naked! Well... almost... as she wore nothing but a blue pair of thongs!
"Oh, I'm sorry, Ms. Sanderson... I wasn't aware you were here," Amber replied, giggling, and then added, "Let me go put on a shirt and I'll be right back."
Jessica sat there in stunned silence, having never seen a more beautiful, sexier, lovelier young woman in all her life! Amber's tits... small... and ever so perky... her ass... 'Oh God', she blushed at the thought of what she'd like to do to her ass.
"Jessica... are you alright?" Linda asked her, snapping her out of the sexual daze she had been in. She blushed as she tried recovering.
"Jessica...?"
"What's... what's going on here?" she finally asked, feeling herself growing aroused.
"I... I don't know what you mean," Linda replied, looking confused.
"You two..." she struggled in response, and then saw an image of Amber and Linda together... naked and snuggling, "...having a relationship?"
Linda blushed with downcast eyes, coming across as if she were a child that was suddenly caught being naughty.
"Are you crazy!?!" she cried, feeling suddenly angry.
"I'm in love," Linda replied, still staring at the floor.
"In love...? How can you fall in love with a girl after one night of being with her?" she responded, feeling even angrier due to her growing jealousy! Since when did Linda turn into a lesbian?
"No, silly... it's been more like two weeks," Linda replied with a smile.
"Are... are you telling me that you lied to me?" she asked in response.
"Amber told me to lie... and I... I'd do anything for her."
Just then Amber returned to the living room... only having added a white tee shirt that she tied off just below her perky breasts.
"I must say, Jessica... I like the new you," Amber announced as she sat down next to Linda. She watched as Linda scooted over to be nearer to the girl.
"What's going on?" she asked, trying to regain the anger that she had felt, but coming across strangely docile.
"You should dress sexy like that all the time," Amber added, smiling.
She wanted to be angry, but she felt a perverse pleasure from Amber's comment that she looked sexy.
"I bet you have a lot of questions, don't you?" Amber asked.
"Yes," she finally was able to respond.
"I hope you haven't been too hard on Linda because none of this is her fault... and you'll eventually come to understand this," Amber added with a grin.
"I... I don't understand," she whispered, feeling more confused than ever.
"Well... like Linda had mentioned, I met her a couple of weeks ago... and to make a long story short, I seduced her, sexually enslaved her, we became lovers, and together we set the plan in motion to kill the man."
"What are you telling me?" she asked, stunned.
"That Linda shot and killed the man on my orders," Amber replied, smiling.
"But..." she whispered.
"So, how have you been dealing with the new you lately?" Amber asked, still smiling.
"Dealing...? Dealing with what?" she asked... still trying to digest what she had just been told.
"Your attraction towards other females, silly."
"I... I haven't... Stop this! You're under arrest!" she suddenly burst out, having found a reservoir of anger.
"Oh, knock it off and behave yourself," Amber replied with a smile.
She blushed in response.
"Now, let me clue you in on a few things. I control your emotions... your feelings... and your desires. Just like I do Linda's."
"Are you a hypnotist?" she asked, trying to rationalize her strange feelings.
"Much more than a hypnotist," Amber replied, smiling.
"Then what...? How is this possible?" she asked, confused and horny at the same time.
"So, my horny psychologist would like to make sense of all of this, huh?"
She blushed a deeper shade of red.
"Okay... I'll start at the very beginning. I didn't actually acquire these powers until my mid teens... sweet sixteen to be exact. I lived in a foster home back then and to this day I don't know who my real parents are. I'm sure if I did I would know more. Anyway, I thought I was normal like every other girl until my 16th birthday."
Jessica wanted to listen to Amber's story, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to deny her growing need. She felt a desire to reach down and touch herself.
"Anyway, I remember suddenly becoming very popular amongst my classmates, which included the snobby popular girls... which I found strange, but not enough to realize something supernatural was happening. All I had to do was touch someone to establish a link... and then they were mine. You wouldn't believe how much we come in contract with people during school. Anyway, everyone was responding nicely to me because I was subconsciously hoping everyone in my classmates would be nice to me... and soon realized there wasn't anything that they wouldn't do for me."
"Were you always a lesbian?" she managed to ask.
"Before my 16th birthday, I wasn't anything. I felt nothing... absolutely nothing. It wasn't until I turned 16 when I suddenly found myself attracted to other girls. Anyway, one of those snobbish popular girls was a girl by the name of Samantha Peters and boy did I ever have a crush on her. She was absolutely breathtaking and we were inside her bedroom doing homework. I remember wanting to kiss her and the next thing I knew we were stripping each other and rolling around on top of her bed, passionately making out. She initiated the whole thing! At least I thought she did, but as I soon discovered, I had caused Samantha, who had been heterosexual, to lust me sexually. Incidentally, Samantha has the loveliest pair of boobs... just like yours."
Jessica blushed.
"Anyway, Samantha started worshipping the ground I walked on. I had inadvertently caused her to become my sex slave. She'd kill for me... just like Linda did. Anyway, by the time I graduated high school, I went ahead and turned every girl I found attractive into my lesbian lover... and then paired them off with one another."
"But... but this is impossible. Perfectly normal girls don't suddenly turn lesbian," she responded, trying to deny her own feelings.
"Then how else would you explain your sudden attraction towards me... and Linda... and all the other attractive girls you saw today?"
"Hypnosis," she whispered, not wanting to accept anything beyond known science.
"I'm not a hypnotist."
"Wh... what about last night?"
"Linda and I staged that the whole thing in order to get rid of an annoying man. He was a jealous ex-boyfriend of one of my newly converted lovers... and he vowed that he would kill me. I moved up here from LA... seduced myself a female cop, spent a couple of weeks prepping her, and then told his ex-girlfriend to tell him where I was. Incidentally, wasn't Linda's performance wonderful?" Amber asked, smiling proudly at Linda.
Linda beamed with obvious pleasure.
"Why did you have to kill him? Why couldn't you have just hypnotized him like everyone else?"
"You really do believe its hypnosis, don't you? Anyway, my powers don't work on males... go figure."
"So, you targeted Linda... brainwashed her into being your lesbian love slave... and you made her kill for you?"
"Now, you're beginning to understand," Amber replied with a huge smile.
"You're crazy, and even crazier for telling me this. I'm placing you both under arrest," she stated as firmly as she could.
"Not possible," Amber replied, giggling.
"And why's that?" she asked, reaching for her handcuffs.
"Remember when we held hands last night?"
She blushed, remembering how aroused she'd become... and now she was feeling the same arousal.
"Oh, what nice handcuffs... how kinky. Anyway, from the second our hands touched last night, I've had full control over your emotions, desires, and very life. Think about it... would you normally dress all sexy like this? How did you like waking up uncontrollably horny? Incidentally, although you can masturbate to your heart's content and cum a river, only another female will be able to sexually satisfy you."
She blushed, fearing this was true as she still held the handcuffs in her hand.
"How many times did you get off this morning?" Amber asked, smiling.
"Linda...? This can't be happening," she addressed her fellow police woman and friend.
"It's happening alright... and you might as well know that I've decided to pair you and Linda together," Amber added.
"But... but you can't," she whispered, shaking her head 'no'.
"Of course I can... but your new relationship won't be on equal terms, so first I need to make a couple of slight adjustments to your personality."
"What...? What are you going to do?" she asked, feeling suddenly afraid.
"I thought a slight role reversal was in order. I mean lets face it... you are simply way too aggressive for your own good, so I've decided to make you very passive and compliant."
"How...? How is any of this possible?" she asked again, tearing up.
"I already explained that, but trust me... once you accept the new you, you'll love your new life... so, be a doll and place those cuffs on the coffee table."
Jessica found herself complying... and then she suddenly remembered that she had a gun. Quickly, she reached for it inside her ankle holster.
Amber sighed, shaking her head 'no'.
"But I need to arrest you," she whined, tearing up again... while at the same time, she placed the gun on top of the table with the handcuffs.
"Well, I've got to hand it to you... you certainly have spunk... or at least had spunk, but just so you understand... you no longer believe in guns and outright hate them," Amber stated.
She looked down at the gun and realized this was suddenly true.
"You see how easy it is?"
"I... I'm sorry," she whispered, knowing that she was forced to feel this way.
"You'll hate guns for the rest of your life," Amber informed her.
"But my job?" she complained.
"Not my problem."
"Please... don't turn me into something that I'm not... it isn't right," she pleaded.
"Oops... too late, already done... and you can thank Linda for this," Amber responded, and then turned to Linda and smiled.
Jessica looked at Linda and blushed... but then something seemed to twist inside of her, and quite suddenly, she felt an overwhelming attraction towards her, growing stronger by the second! With each passing second she found herself more and more enraptured with her friend and now she understood what it meant to love someone more than life itself!
"We're going to be so close," Linda responded and then moved in to kiss her.
Jessica swooned, feeling more desire than she thought humanly possible. If she hadn't felt so damn passive towards her friend, she would have attacked her.
"Let's go to the bedroom," Amber announced.
Linda broke off the kiss off and stood up... and just as she was about to do the same, Linda pointed to the floor.
She blushed, understanding fully well what Linda wanted... and also understanding that there wasn't an option. She would do anything for Linda, so she quickly dropped to her knees.
"We walk... you crawl, but first you strip," Linda commanded her.
Quickly, she stripped down to her black bra and bikini panties, and then paused to show Linda how sexy she looked.
"Yes, Jessie girl... you are certainly a 'hottie', and I appreciate you allowing me to see you in that sexy underwear" Linda remarked with a grin.
She nearly came from the compliment!
"Go ahead and strip completely," Linda commanded.
Quickly, she unsnapped her bra; springing free her healthy globes, and then slid off her very wet bikini panties and looked up at Linda expectantly.
"Now, crawl to the bedroom," Linda commanded.
On all fours she did as she was told, knowing fully well that Linda and Amber gazed at her naked ass as she did, giving it a sexy wiggle along the way.
"Would you like Jessica to strip you?" Linda asked Amber upon reaching the bedroom.
"Sure," Amber replied, smiling.
Jessica was ready to jump up and do Linda's bidding, but something prevented her. Then she realized that she needed Linda's permission before she could act.
"Go ahead, Jessica... go ahead and strip Amber," Linda commanded.
She stood up and blushed as she stared into Amber's eyes. First, she untied the knot and then pulled the 'tee shirt' over her head. Amber's breasts were breathtaking... perfectly proportioned to her frame. They weren't big by any means, but they were shapely, firm, and ever so beautiful. With a burst of willpower, she suppressed a desire to suckle them where she stood.
Then she dropped to her knees, reached up, and slid Amber's thong panties off. She gasped at seeing the loveliest, most beautiful, shaven pussy in the world... and wished her pussy was shaven as well!
"Now... me," Linda commanded.
By this time she had been dripping with need, but then grew even more aroused at the thought of stripping Linda! Never would she ever have thought that sexual desire could be so powerful. It completely subjugated her in ways she never knew existed!
Nervously, she stripped Linda's skintight blue jeans off and then her halter-top... and now all three of them stood there completely naked.
She wasn't sure who led who... or exactly how it happened... but the next thing she knew, all three of them were on the bed making wild passionate love. With the exception of getting up to go to the bathroom... or eating something other than pussy... they spent the remainder of Saturday... and all day Sunday... licking, sucking, caressing, and coming... over and over and over again.
"Were you aware of Linda's resigning?" the Captain asked Jessica.
"Yes... it was my idea," she replied, lying.
"But why... she's a rookie... she has a whole career ahead of her."
"She has a much more important role now," she responded, smiling.
"And what pray tell might that be?" the Captain asked with a touch of sarcasm.
"I'm sorry, Captain... but that is privileged information... let's just say that she's very much in control of her new life."
"That Jennings girl has something to do with this, doesn't she?"
"Amber...? Whatever gives you that impression?"
"Are they together?"
"No," she responded, and then added, "Linda has fallen for someone else... someone that is going to provide for her so she doesn't have to work anymore."
"Oh... man or woman?" the Captain asked.
"You are determined, aren't you?"
"Well...?"
"Again, I'm not at liberty to discuss my patient's love life."
"Tom deserves to know."
"Not from me he doesn't."
"What's with this request you've put in for a transfer?"
"I... I can't bring myself to carry a gun anymore... I guess Linda's experience had a traumatic effect on me. If the department doesn't want to transfer me, then I'll start my own practice."
"You've changed, Jessica... I mean, look at you. You dress like a fem fatale and wear your hair down! What the hell happened to you?"
"Look, I simply took some advice from someone I love dearly," she responded.
"You and Amber aren't... are you?"
"Aren't what...? Better yet... for your sake I'll pretend I didn't hear that," she added with a glare.
"Fine. I'll back off... and just in case you didn't know, three girls from the town the man resided in came forward over the weekend. All of them admitted to being raped by the man... and they said they hadn't come forward before because he threatened to kill them. So, it looks like Linda did a good job and this clears Miss. Jennings."
Jessica smiled, feeling a tingling sensation. It was upon her guidance that Amber made three phone calls. Linda and Amber would feel pleased when they heard this.
As she headed out of the office, she could feel the Captain gazing at her lovely rounded ass... and this pleased her. Of course, a guy would never touch her sexy body again, but she loved teasing them now, so she gave her 'tush' an extra little wiggle on the way out.
As she headed down the hallway, she spotted the summer Intern, Heather, and she stopped to talk to her.
"Hi Heather," she greeted the lovely blonde... while her eyes gravitated down towards the co-eds breasts.
"Hi Jessica," Heather replied, smiling and adding, "You really are looking 'hot' these days."
"Thanks Heather... coming from a 'hottie' like yourself I'll take that as a compliment."
Heather responded by blushing. She had no doubt that she could easily seduce the girl... even without Amber's assistance.
As she stepped outside the station, she was suddenly enthralled with a young woman walking up the steps.
"Christina!" she cried out with excitement, greeting the Captain's daughter.
"Ms. Sanderson...? Oh my God... is that really you? I would never have recognized you!" Christina responded, clearly shocked at seeing how she was dressed.
"Never mind me... look at you! My, you have grown into quite the beauty, haven't you? I can see college life is being nice to you," she added, and smiled at the sudden image of Christina and Heather making love. She remembered Amber telling her and Linda to be on the lookout for potential converts and what better two girls than these two beauties.
"Thank you," Christina replied, blushing, "Hey, is my Father in?"
"Yes, I just left his office," she replied.
"Your hair is beautiful... I've never seen you wear it down before... do you have a date or something?"
"Do you like it...? Thank you... I just thought that I needed a change. You know... we really should get together before you go back... how long will you be in town?"
"Really...? I'd love that! I'm not leaving until the end of the week," Christina replied.
"Here's my private cell-phone number," she responded, writing down her number on the back of her business card. "But do me a favor, Christina... don't tell your father we're getting together... I just want it to be us girls, okay?"
"Sure," Christina replied, smiling.
Jessica headed to her car with a smile, finding herself growing moist with the image of Christina and Heather 69ing. She saw Heather between Linda's legs... and Christina between hers... and vice versa. By the time she got into her car, she was soaked.
She grabbed her cell phone and called the Police Station.
"S.P.D." she heard Danielle respond over the phone.
"Hi Danielle... this is Jessica Sanderson," she replied, adding, "Could you please put Heather Tompkins on the phone?"
"Yes, ma'am... right away," Danielle responded.
Moments later...
"Ms. Sanderson...?"
"Heather... I'm working on a project tonight that will take a lot of research, and I was hoping that you wouldn't mind helping me."
"Certainly, Ms. Sanderson... where?" Heather asked in response.
"At my condo, 69 Stackhouse Avenue. Could you come by around 6:00?"
"Yes, Ms. Sanderson," Heather replied, sounding excited.
"Do me a favor, Heather... call me Jessica. Anyway, we'll order out for some Chinese food... so, I'll see you then."
"Thank you, Ms... er... I mean, Jessica," Heather replied before ending their call.
Jessica then called Linda.
"Hi honey," Linda answered the phone.
She felt her pussy squirt! Soaking herself... and she had to reach down and press her hand against her throbbing mound. "I... I have a surprise for you," she stammered, feeling her need increase with each passing second.
"I love surprises, but Jessie... you being wet for me is a given and no longer a surprise," Linda replied, giggling.
She blushed and giggled along with her. "I... I've invited Heather over."
"Heather Tompkins! Well... that is a surprise... and a pleasurable one at that," Linda replied with excitement.
"And there's more," she added.
"More...?"
"Yes, have you ever met the Captain's daughter?"
"No... actually I haven't," Linda replied.
"She's in college and very, very beautiful," she stated.
"Describe her," Linda commanded.
"She's a brunette... shoulder length hair... emerald eyes... lithe form with a perky pair of tits much like yours. If I were to compare her, I'd say she was a cross between Jessica Alba and Natalie Portman," she added.
"She sounds mouth watering," Linda replied with a giggle. "Will she be coming over tonight as well?"
"I thought we could seduce Heather tonight... and Christina tomorrow night," she replied with excited anticipation.
"Christina...? I like the sound of her. Let me talk with Amber and I'll get back to you," Linda instructed.
"Thank you," she whispered, feeling her need throb.
"Swing by my place and we'll get off before your date," Linda added.
"Thank you, Linda... I'm on my way!" she cried with excitement and then ended their call.
Knowing what was in store for her made it nearly impossible for her to focus... as she was anxious to get over to Linda's. Of course... the ultimate decision to convert the girls would be Amber's, but given how pleased Amber and Linda were with her own adjustments to her new life, she had no doubt that they'd agree with her selections. Besides, Heather and Christina really did make the perfect pair... a beautiful blonde with big tits and an innocent brunette with perky tits.
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