This story was also published elsewhere by me. *** Pittsburgh, October, 2013 Simon Newell knew that Detective Samantha Kingston had fabricated evidence to ensure the female drug kingpin was arrested at the scene. When he wasn't doing tarot card readings, Simon sometimes worked as a part-time consultant for the Pittsburgh P.D. When a case had them flummox...
Detective Dianna Shepherd awoke from...a nap? She was sitting on her couch, but hadn't she just been sleeping in her bed? She was wearing her robe... She looked down. The front of her robe was spattered with blood! "What the hell?!" Then she tasted the metallic tang in her mouth. She rushed to the bathroom mirror. What stared back at her was a scene from a...
Dawn was standing by the cruiser, waiting for more information on her daughter, when the radios crackled to life again. "All units, we have a pedestrian with injuries on Cripple Creek Parkway, crossroad McKnight." The Chief pointed to two of is officers. "Go," he said. "Caller reports victim is teenage female and was nude," the radio continued. "OH GOD, T...
My thanks as always to Erik Thread for his thoughtful and helpful editing. Any errors, as usual, are mine. It took several months, but John finally formalized his name, received a Social Security number, a driver's license and a bank card. He had piggybacked on Muriel's banking until he could establish his own. His date of birth was listed as August 12, 1...
The story of my life – I'll call myself "Alicia Moore," not my real name – since I turned 19 is proof that truth is stranger than fiction. Undoubtedly part of the bad things that happened to me were due to the fact that at 19 I was a completely confrontation-averse person who had led a sheltered life, and maybe could even be described as a milquetoast; but m...
Jasmine sat at her desk Monday morning holding her head in her hands. Sleep had not come easy for the past two nights. Even the sleeping pills and purple stallion hadn't helped her. Somehow that ass still got into her dreams and every single time she had to force herself not to give in to him. Shaking her head Jasmine muttered to herself, "Ugh, if I ever co...
I didn't merely enjoy screwing Missy. I reveled in it, especially since she made no attempt to escape the handcuffs. On the contrary, she seemed to delight in my dominant streak and accept her bonds as a matter of course. She also showed no interest in grabbing her pay. In fact, her main concern was more about getting me to fuck her in as many different wa...
Authors note: This is a story based on Castle. Both the actresses and the characters in the story are over 18. * Detective Kate Beckett loved Richard Castle. Under the circumstances it would sound like a ridiculous lie if she said that out loud, but it was true. She did love him, as much as she'd ever loved a man. He was what she wanted, what she had bee...
Since this interactive is female-only, there are a few characters changes I'm making to allow for that. Also, this interactive will be very unrealistic, obviously. The Captain: Amy is acting as the precinct's captain due to the fact that the last captain (Captain Nikki Martin) requested a precinct change after she was publicly humiliated by detective Diaz. G...
Lieutenant Bonnie Rici is seated behind her large oak desk at the Los Angeles Police Department at the central bureau in downtown Los Angeles. She is the commanding officer for the central bureau. The highest-ranking officer at the precinct at any moment in time. She is wearing her typical garb, blue pants, with a white shirt, and blue sport jacket with a si...