Dusty Series: 1 Cop's Life
Copyright© 2024 by Kris Me
Chapter 12
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 12 - Dusty is a cop's daughter who habitually finds trouble without even looking for it. The Story is set around 2094 when major changes occur in the young police woman's life. She is based in Port Douglas, QLD, where her dad is the Chief Superintendent of the region. Her dad always said Dusty's middle name was 'Trouble', and trouble is what she finds. Author's Note: Due to the number of changes in this book and the new second book, I'm reposting the Dusty Series but haven't deleted the old books.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction High Fantasy Science Fiction Space Magic Interracial First Oral Sex Safe Sex
I awoke disoriented and needing to pee.
I had a furnace at my back and a hand on one of my tits. I focused on the hand and frowned as I tried to work out why it was where it was. I knew I was in my bed and in my room. I stiffened as it moved, and it brushed over my hard nipple.
“Sorry,” a male voice mumbled, and I felt James’s shift.
The bed rocked as he rolled off it, and cool air replaced his heat, making me shiver. I rolled onto my back to see him leave my bedroom and close the door behind himself. Reluctantly, I slid off the bed and headed for my bathroom.
It took me about half an hour to have a shower, change into off-duty clothes, jeans-shorts and a t-shirt, and then tidy my room. The bed was a mess, and as I made it, I got a whiff of an odour that would make me smile every time I smelt it in the future. James smelt nice.
As I headed to the kitchen, more wonderful smells hit me. I heard the toaster pop and walked in to see that the table was set for two. A large plate, holding the bacon and fried eggs, sat in the middle of the table.
Another dish contained sliced and fried tomatoes, onion ring and mushrooms. James added the plate with the toast and went back to grab the pot of freshly brewed coffee. He had milk, juice and condiments on the table.
He grinned at me, “Your father said to feed you.”
“Hot damn,” I replied and quickly sat down.
I piled my plate, and I was eating even before James joined me. I sipped my juice in between mouthfuls. I noted the odd grin from James, but I was starving. Finally, I sat back and sipped the coffee I had poured.
James had also finished and was looking at the remnants of the feast he had prepared.
“When your dad asked me if I could cook and rattled off what and how much, I was dubious. I now see why I had to do the quantities required. Just where did you put it?”
I grinned at him. “Hollow legs. We both eat a lot. Dad says we have high metabolisms. I haven’t gained more than a kilo in three years.”
“Where did you put it?” he asked me with a grin.
Feeling bold, I said, “Thankfully, at least half of it went to my tits.”
“I am also thankful,” he informed me solemnly even though his eyes twinkled.
I burst out laughing and replied, “I did notice you were checking out just how much.”
“I can assure you that I was more than delighted with what I found,” James reassured me.
“I noticed the other half went to your hips and arse. You may have a little more trouble impersonating Danny these days as the small addition has emphasised your feminine qualities.”
“I might have to get new clothes. I had noticed they were a little snugger than eight months ago when I played Danny,” I said.
“Don’t you dare,” James growled at me. “They actually fit you very nicely. I’d hate for my wonderful view to be taken away with baggy pants.”
I had noticed that I was getting a lot of looks lately. I wasn’t worried about the small weight gain. I was still slim for my height, and I had expected to fill-out a little now that I had stopped going up. Dad said I was a late developer. With the changes that women had been experiencing in the last couple of generations, it was becoming more common.
There was the talk of putting up the age of consent, but it hadn’t happened. The Judge’s daughter had barely looked more than ten or eleven, making what he and his friends were doing to her in one of the videos obscene, as far as I was concerned.
May they rot in jail for eternity!
I hadn’t even really thought about sex until I was nearly eighteen. I had thought about it a lot more since coming home. I believe that finally having my first period at Christmas was the catalyst. I also suspect that spending that time with James in Mossman was the other reason.
His appraisals of me then and since made me feel like a woman, and I was pleased that he liked my body and me. I had consented to let him help me with my studies so I could pass my detective’s exams when he had offered to help me.
I know a lot of people thought I was too young, but I’ve lived and breathed the law all my life. I’ll have completed my Law degree in less than two years, but I wasn’t planning on becoming a lawyer just yet.
I was more into solving crimes than defending arseholes that broke it. However, I wanted to make sure I understood all of our laws and how people tried to wiggle out of being punished.
“Hey James, do you think this incident will affect me going away to do that forensics course next week?” I asked him.
“I talked to your dad about it when he rang me earlier. I’m waiting for him to call back. He has been busy sorting out getting your crime scene cleaned up. The fact you recorded everything before it could be contaminated is going to make it pretty much an open and shut case.”
“You identified yourself several times and only shot back when fired upon. Seven shots, and you hit everything you aimed at. Did you realise that if you had shot a bit higher, you’d have missed the femoral artery and taken that bastard’s balls off?”
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