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Identical Opposites, Katie
She had money, lots of it, she'd just finished making the deal and handed
off the suitcase. As usual she'd spent the last three days getting the
money deposited into her accounts. Just one more thing she had to do.
She had to give Peter his blood money, as she referred to the Support
payments he was extorting from her for taking care of the son she hadn't
wanted. Had he been a girl it might have been different, maybe. But then
she'd be tied down with a kid, that wasn't smart in her business.
Stopping at the grocery store she went to the customer service counter
and got the forms to fill out. Then called him to get the details.
"Hello?" he said at the other end.
"You know who it is, where do I send it?" she said.
"Oh the price has gone up. You missed the last three years of payments."
"What? you fucking bastard."
"Hey I never wanted the little fucker either, but you dumped him on me
after three years and disappeared, so pay up or else," he told her the
new figure.
"That will trigger the DEA alerts asshole. How about I split it up? Say
four payments two thousand each. Sent to different stores?"
"Sure you know the four I usually use. Same sender as before?" he asked.
"No it'll be a different name, I found one I can use that won't come back
to me," she told him. "Madison Moore."
"Where'd that name come from?" he wanted to know.
"Random check at the border, I guess this person is on file and has a
green light to cross anytime they want. They mistook me for her, or him
I'm not sure. Madison is kind of Androgynous, but of course I was pretty
nondescript when I crossed."
"Ok so long as I don't get nabbed picking up the money. I'd hate to have
to sing for the DEA. Just think where that would put poor Michael."
"How many times do I have to tell you, I don't fucking care. As soon as
he's out of school he's all your problem not mine." She was glad she
hadn't had to be tied down with a kid, four more years and she wouldn't
have any more blackmail payments left. Then goodbye unwanted kid, Hello
freedom. Preferably in the Caribbean.
As she began making the transactions she started wondering who this Moore
person was. She'd take her time switching over her identity. But it
seemed like no one bothered to question what that person did.
After making the last transaction she felt like celebrating, and she knew
just what she needed. "Hot young Pussy! Damn did she ever like young
girls," But she was smart she made sure they were at least Eighteen.
The last thought brought up another, had Michael been a girl she'd be
budding out about now. Ready to train in the arts of lesbian love whether
she wanted to learn or not. She knew a bordello in Mexico that would pay
nicely for a pretty, young, blue eyed American girl, she could get ten
grand easily, maybe more.
She cruised to the local bar and started her hunting, it didn't take
long. She spotted the leggy blonde, small tits, nice figure. She
estimated her age at about eighteen max. she was drinking straight
Sprite. So she probably wasn't old enough to buy real booze.
She thought she'd test her theory and waved to the waitress. "Send that
pretty thing over there a drink on me please."
"You don't want to get mixed up with her Sugar, see that stamp on her
right hand?"
"Yes."
"When she was carded at the door, they stamped her so us waitresses would
know she's underage."
"Underage?"
"Yeah you gotta be eighteen to get in here, but you have to be twenty one
to get real booze, she's drinking Sprite."
"Meow, sounds perfect." The waitress smiled and went to fill the order.
"Excuse me Miss, the Lady over there would like to buy you this drink,"
said the waitress. "You look too young and innocent to get caught up in
sex games with a Cougar though."
"Oh really," the girl blushed as she giggled, her hand touching the large
earring dangling from her left ear activating the microphone hidden in
her bra.
She made eye contact with the woman and smiled at her. Then slid off the
bar stool and wiggled her way over to her.
"Thanks for the Sprite, I'm Tiffany," she introduced herself.
"Hi Tiffany, I'm Katie. You look awfully young to be in a Gay bar," Katie
said.
"It's my first time." She blushed. "I, I really don't get into guys, but
I've never been with a girl before. God my parents would freak if they
knew I was thinking about having sex with another girl." She blushed
embarrassed.
"Oh I can teach you so many things, only another girl knows what a girl
needs. But are you old enough?"
She showed an obviously fake ID, that said she was Eighteen. Her actual
age was twenty five.
"Now that's a fake if ever I saw one," Katie said. "How old are you
really, seventeen, sixteen?" she decided the girl was younger rather than
older.
Deciding to make the bait a bit more enticing, and knowing she had a real
Pedophile Detective Tiffany Waters blushed and mumbled, "Fifteen and a
half." She looked down at the floor knowing what the guys in the backup
van were thinking.
"Really? Then it sounds like you need a good teacher. And I can teach you
so many wonderful things." She paused and saw the hope and the
uncertainty in the young girls eyes. "I've got a motel room just down the
street, how about I pick up a bottle of wine on the way and we can
party?"
"You mean like real Sex? Not just kissing?"
"You aren't afraid to have me lick that tight little pussy of yours are
you?"
"I, I never had anyone do that before." She blushed crimson.
Standing up and taking her hand Katie said, "Come on Sweetie, let Momma
Katie teach you all about how wonderful another girl can make you feel."
She lead the girl out the door after leaving a fifty on the table.
They walked the short distance to the corner convenience store, where she
bought a bottle of Annie Greene Springs, Easy Nights. Then crossed the
street to the motel where she led the girl by the hand up to the second
floor room, number 223.
Once in the room she gave the girl several pulls from the bottle before
she caressed down her arms letting her hands close around the girls
wrists.
Before Tiffany knew what was happening she found herself with her wrists
behind her back, held cruelly tight. She hadn't even seen the woman
remove the thin satin ribbon from her own hair before she was bound by
it.
"W, what are you doing? You're scaring me. I want to leave now," demanded
Tiffany, praying that backup would be fast to break the door down.
"I thought you'd be too timid, so I'm just making sure I have the chance
to teach you properly. She shoved the girl down on the bed and crawled up
over her.
"I like it when they struggle, but you'll be enjoying it soon enough."
The girl opened her mouth to scream.
Neither of them heard the door burst open before the barrel of the Glock
9mm pressed to the back of Katie's head.
Detective waters sat still shaking, it had been the closest she'd ever
come to actual sexual assault since she joined the vice squad three years
earlier. But that wasn't really what was shaking her to the foundation of
her soul.
Looking inside herself she had to admit she'd been so sexually charged by
it. the thought that another woman was going to throw her on the bed and
lick her dripping wet pussy until she creamed all over her face. She
admitted that now in the aftermath, she'd never worked this side of Vice
before.
She looked at the Homicide Detective sitting across her desk from her,
"John," she said half ashamed.
"It's ok Tiff, you weren't prepared for it," John Waters told his young
wife.
"John that's not it." She couldn't begin to tell him the rest.
Looking around making sure that no one else could hear her she said, "I,
I liked it," He didn't say anything. "I, think I might be bisexual John."
Now he smiled at her. "It's something I can handle, losing you is
something I don't want to think about."
"It wasn't just the lesbian sex John. I admit it sort of turned me on
thinking that another woman could want me that way. But then she tied my
hands," She looked up at him scared. "I came in my panties when she threw
me on the bed," she blushed. "What if it was me John? What if I was the
one who lead her on?"
"You didn't, Morrison would have kicked her loose by now."
"I don't know John, she used my own hair ribbon to bind my hands, and oh
god I can't believe this is happening," She stopped talking and closed
her eyes.
"PTSD, it happens to everyone," he told his wife.
"John, they don't get all wet and excited thinking about it," she blurted
out. "What will our kids think? Jonathon and Trisha?"
The tap on the door startled her. "Excuse me Tiffany," her captain said.
"We seem to have a dilemma here."
"You're kicking her loose?" she asked.
"Maybe, it's a matter of identity. We got a call from the Feds when we
sent her prints in to the NCIC. There's a do not detain restriction on
her flagged by her fingerprints. This broad is some hot shot security
advisor named Madison Moore."
"And that gives her special rights to molest young girls?" John waters
yelled indignantly.
"Calm down John, here's the rub. Madison Moore is supposed to be a man
not a woman. The Feds said kick her loose they'll pick her up at her job
on Monday. She is pretty high up in the Security field. They'll flag her
so she can't use her ID or Credit cards. But they want her turned loose
in the next hour so they can watch her. I guess she's working on
something major for the government.
"Where have I heard that name before?" asked Tiffany.
"Kimball, Jones, and Smith," said her boss. "They did the upgrades on our
security system last year. They also did the new State Prison."
"Shit, this just gets better and better doesn't it? she almost rapes my
wife, and we gotta let her go." John waters was furious.
"Let it go John," the Chief detective said. "You and Tiff go home and
take the rest of the weekend to recover. Then on Monday go pick up the
kids and carry on. I'll keep you up to date on what we can find out."
Katie couldn't believe her luck. "We're letting you go. It seems the
undercover officer made a few mistakes," they'd told her.
She didn't notice the car tailing her until long after she left the
motel. But she ditched the car in the Airport and grabbed a rental after
changing taxi's twice. She thought it might have been the DEA, that
bastard Peter had probably deposited everything at the same time, then
talked.
She never gave a second thought to what might happen to Michael now if he
had. The kid was thirteen old enough to look out for himself.
She found another rental and used cash, then headed towards home. "No
more jail bait," she told herself. That had been just too close for
comfort. She'd stick to legal age from now on.
Meanwhile Tiffany and John went home, taking their Captains suggestion
they left the kids with his mother for the weekend. Then spent the rest
of Saturday afternoon talking about what had happened.
"So you want to try a little bondage? No problem Babe, lots of people are
into that," he told his wife.
"what if I, what if I said I wanted to try it with another woman?" she
blushed. "I know Calvin and his wife have threesomes with the cleaning
lady."
"We don't have a cleaning lady," he tried to joke.
"John, I'm serious. This has me worried, I have to know if I'm a closet
lesbian."
"So you want me to sit and watch to make sure that if you say no she
stops?"
"I was kind of thinking you could join us, you know, so it wouldn't just
be me having all the fun."
"Ok, but I'm only doing this to make you happy, I've never wanted another
woman other than you," After a minute he asked, "Where are we going to
find someone that won't mind being with two cops, let alone try to
exploit it?"
"I can Call Sandy, she owes me a favor for not running her in last week."
"No we aren't going to use any of your snitches," she told him. She
picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Applebee's, Rhonda speaking how may I help you?" asked the voice on the
other end.
"Is Jennifer working tonight?" she asked.
"Jennie, phone call!" she heard.
"This is Jennie."
"Tiffany Waters, how late do you work tonight?"
"Oh high how's my favorite Vice Detective, and her handsome hubby? Do you
need a reservation?"
"Only if your our waitress," she told her.
"Well I get off in two hours, so you'll have to hurry."
"Good we'll be there in an hour, I kind of wanted to ask you something.
Not business related though."
Oh, so it's a private question. I'll be sure to give you a table in the
private section then."
Katie Parks found herself heading home for the first time in years, she
stopped and picked up young girl hitch hiking. And the two of them spent
a pleasant evening in her motel room. She left the girl there with a
hundred dollar bill on the night stand.
The waters' entered the restaurant and were shown to their table by
Jennifer Hill, who would be their waitress. After ordering they asked if
they could talk to her.
"Ok, so what is it you two wanted to talk about? Or would you rather wait
till I get off work?" Jennie asked noticing how Tiffany blushed when she
asked that question. She looked at John then. She'd known them both a
long time, ever since meeting Tiffany in college. They'd taken a couple
of courses together.
"Are you still, you know, interested in umm, well you know girls and
boys?"
Jennifer looked from one to the other, the smile growing on her face.
"You mean after all this time you're interested in trying it?"
"Only with you though," John said. "We both trust you."
"In that case I'm going to tell them I can't work tomorrow. What about
the kids?"
"Gone for the rest of the weekend," Tiffany assured her.
Jennie took off her apron, "I've got lots of sick time and personal time
and the crowds pretty light tonight. I'm going to clock out early," She
told them. "That way you won't have to wait."
Tiffany was nervous. "I'll let you two start off," John said. "This is
more for her than it is for me."
Smiling Jennie said, "Here let's just get comfortable. You're so nervous,
relax I won't bite," She was leading her toward the bedroom.
"Do you mind if John watches us?"
"Not at all," she said with a warm smile.
"I bet you do this all the time, your so calm about it," Tiffany said.
"Are you kidding, you two will my first in over a year."
"what? Really, over a year?"
"Yes, I kind of got burned by Chad's obsession. He wanted to watch me
doing other girls. And then I found out he wasn't sharing the ones he
picked up on the side."
"Oh you poor thing," Tiffany hugged her tightly. Then found herself being
kissed. She melted into it. her whole body coming to life as she found
herself giving over to her inner instincts.
In no time the two women were naked on the bed together, Jennie's tongue
driving in deep making her whimper.
"Me t, to, I, I want to taste you tooooo," she panted as the other woman
flipped around straddling her face. Glancing over at her husband she saw
him slowly stroking his hard cock, as her tongue tasted her first pussy.
When she came he was there gently holding her head. Kissing her
passionately.
"Lick it, I want to watch you lick her the way you lick me," she
encouraged him, reaching to stroke his engorged cock.
The two of them licked Jennie to another orgasm, then Tiffany giggled. "I
want to lay right here and watch you fuck her."
"I better get a condom," he said.
"No, please, I haven't had a good cum filling in ages. Besides, Tiffy
might want to lick me out afterwards."
"You heard her, fill that hot wet pussy full for Momma."
It was the beginning of many sex filled weekends for the happy trio. And
to think it all started with an almost bungled Vice bust.
Four days later Katie stopped at a diner to eat on her way home, just as
she got her food she saw a mother and daughter who were hurrying to get
on a bus. The daughter looked kind of like her son Michael she thought.
But he was definitely a boy, but what if he'd been a girl. No it wouldn't
change anything. She was better off without that baggage.
After they left she decided to call Peter.
"Did you do something stupid?" she demanded.
"Oh you know do you?"
"You think I wouldn't notice the DEA all over me?"
"DEA? I thought you meant my dumping that useless kid at the orphanage."
"Oh so I don't owe you anymore is that it?"
"I guess not, you don't want to know where he is?"
"Why would I, he's yours remember?"
When she was outside Billings she decided to celebrate, she bought
herself a new Red Mustang convertible from the dealer just two towns
away. Then went and had her usual argument with her mother.
It was always the same thing? When was she going to settle down. Why was
she always gone. Why didn't she ever call ahead of time.
She went and picked up the package waiting for her at the motel. Ramona
had done good bringing it across the border. She was shaping up into a
first class mule. They celebrated in the Billings Super 8 motel a bit and
ended up sleeping way late.
"Come on Ramona, shake that sexy ass, I'm hungry."
"What are we celebrating?"
"I'm finally free of that little bastard I left behind. No more blood
money payments to his father, at least I think he could be his actual
father."
"So why are you calling yourself Madison now?"
"It's a long story, but I think I'll pay him a visit soon. It should be
worth a lot more money."
It was getting late, and she was hungry. She didn't see the dark blue
Crown Victoria that was five cars back making the same turns she made. If
she had she would have been cursing herself for using her own credit card
to pay for the room last night.
She might also have paid more attention to the other diners at the
restaurant.
She did notice the pretty Blue ford convertible sitting at the end of the
parking lot as she pulled in. It was so new it still sported the dealers
temporary tag.
"Would the lady wish to run a tab?" asked the waiter after she mentioned
going to the bar next door after dinner.
"Yes," she felt so confident, she handed the waiter the credit card she'd
gotten in the name of Madison Moore. "The poor dumb bastard was filthy
rich," she thought to herself. "This is almost too easy," she bragged to
Ramona. "I could get used to living like this, how about you?"
"So tell me now that you don't have to pay that ex-boyfriend anymore.
What did he have over you?"
"I got knocked up and we tried to make it work. But the kid was a boy and
I didn't want no boy brat tying me down, so I up and left. But I just
found out he dumped the kid in an orphanage. Who knows how long I've been
paying for nothin," she laughed.
"Just think, as soon as we get rid of the suitcase in the trunk we'll be
ready to retire," Ramona said.
Katie leaned over kissing her letting her hand gently fondle the younger
woman's breast. "We'll go next door to the bar after we eat and I'll find
you a pretty, Sweet young thing to play with while I'm gone."
Neither one noticed the couple watching them. Or the federal agent who
was waiting for backup.
When the federal agent got out of his car and joined the state trooper
the young girl across the room made her way quickly outside to parking
lot.
No one seemed to notice her as she leaned into the car and quickly opened
the center console. Then raced to the Blue Mustang and took out a camera
before hurrying back inside as two more state troopers and another Fed
showed up.
Epilogue:
Three months later the First Civilian Director of the FBI sat in his
office, "Sir, we've found her she just registered for a flight into
Dulles international, traveling with one Michelle Grey, age thirteen,"
Jerry his Aide informed him.
"When does it land?" he asked.
"In an hour and twenty minutes," he was told. "Do you want them
arrested?"
"No, No I think I'll handle this one myself. Have Joe bring my car around
please."
He was looking at the file, two files now. The first read Maddie Grey,
aka Madison Moore. Attn.; Directors eyes only. The second read Michelle
Grey, aka Michelle Parker. He stuffed both into his satchel and carried
them with him to the elevator.
In the car Joe and Jerry both said, "Sir she's getting careless to pop up
on the grid like this after so long."
"You know why I chose the two of you to be here with me on this?" he
asked them. After seeing their blank stares he continued, "This Lady and
her daughter are not a threat to the United States or anyone else.
They've both actually done us a great service. So you better be
respectful when talking to them, if I let you talk to them."
"You sound like you knew they were coming," Jerry said.
"She called me last night and asked if her daughter could attend school
in the US." He smiled.
"What? And you said yes and they believed you'd just let them walk on
in?"
"Jerry, Joe you both need to grow up. This lady is more important than
just some lame ass bust," Said FBI Director Dave Kimball. "She's given us
every single major case we've closed in the last two months. She was
innocent when her own case started, and she's done nothing but a little
arson. Which I might add she admits to freely."
"That was a four million dollar house she burned to the ground."
"Yes Joe it was, and before you get sanctimonious about it, she didn't
and hasn't filed a claim. But if you look further into her insurance
contract it states the owner reserves the right to demolish the house at
any time by any means available without expectation of compensation."
"It means Joe that she can't be charged with Arson," pointed out Jerry.
"She's damned clever this one."
"She is an International Freelance Security Consultant," Dave pointed
out. "Or rather she was before we flipped her life upside down. now she's
retired and living happily with her Daughter. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Sir." "Yes Sir."
"Good, now as soon as we get there I want one of you to go get me a dozen
Pink Carnations."
"Carnations? Don't you mean Roses?" Joe asked.
"I'll get them Sir," Jerry said. "Honestly Joe didn't you even read the
damned file?"
"Yeah I read the important parts, what she was wanted for. So tell me why
are we calling her, She instead of He. We are talking about the same
person right?"
"Joe, pull over please." It wasn't a request.
When he'd pulled over, he was told to get out of the car. Then Jerry got
behind the wheel and they drove off to let the backup team pick him up.
"You worked with her a long time before all this came up didn't you sir?"
Jerry asked.
"Yes and I owe her a great deal," Dave said.
"Is that why you went to the president last week? Why if Joe had kept up
to speed he know she has Amnesty for everything that happened?"
"You don't miss a lot do you Jerry?"
"I try not to Sir. I'm really interested in that Rumple Stiltskin program
she created. Do you think if I asked her really nicely she'd explain it
to me?" he looked up into the rearview mirror, "Excuse me Sir," "You were
told to stand down. Go back to the office before you piss off the boss."
"Who is it Jerry?" Dave asked.
"Baltimore SAC Trimble Sir."
"Damn she was right again." He took out a little radio. "Pete, you got a
green light on the Baltimore SAC. He's our man."
Pete was the head of the FBI Internal Affairs. "He won't get anywhere
close to her Boss. Tell her I'm sorry for the misunderstandings."
"I'm sure she'll be glad to hear that Pete."
When the plane from Jamaica landed, Maddie and Michelle were met by
security and walked past the check in stations straight through to a
private office.
Both Dave and Jerry hugged her as she stepped through. "Damn it's so good
to see you again."
"Same here, I'd like you both to meet Michelle, my daughter."
"Pleased to meet you Sirs." She smiled. Then looking at Jerry she said,
"My Mom said I should give you this," She handed him a disc.
"Is this?" he was almost afraid to ask.
"Yes it's the tracking system for offshore accounts listed for all the
major crime syndicates," she said.
At his almost disappointed look Maddie said, "I think he was hoping for
the other disc Honey."
"I'm Sorry Sir, but I'm sure you can understand why that one has to stay
private. If we gave it up to one person we'd have to give it up to others
as well."
"You are quite the diplomat aren't you? Maybe you could just explain the
basics of how it works."
"Dave, if you and Jerry could give us a ride to the Hilton, maybe we
could work out a deal for the Princess and the Pea."
"Princess and the Pea?" asked Jerry. "This sounds interesting."
In the car Maddie said, "Here you go Dave, the newest version of Rumple
Stiltskin. Michelle helped with it and named it for you."
The DVD Disc was labeled Princess and the Pea, "You mean she got it up to
nine separate levels?"
"Yes Sir, and it will lock onto any Computer system that tries to hack in
without authorization."
"How old are you again?" Jerry asked.
Giggling Michelle said, "Almost Fourteen."
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