Crime Story
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Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Autumn in Melbourne... 'Trainee' Constable Amanda Kingsford and 'Probationary' Constable Desiree Cartwright are in for a 'surprise' - working together, they're called in to make Enquiries at the notorious 'Penthouse' Apartments, and that was only the start of it. The girls from the 'Street Patrol' discover just what is on offer downtown......
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian Fiction Crime Fan Fiction Historical Group Sex Prostitution
Amanda paused.
She’d knocked several times at the front door to the townhouse but nobody had answered. Yet, the twenty-four-year-old blonde could hear music - ‘Trainee’ Constable Amanda Cartwright knew instinctively, that somebody was home.
Hesitating a moment longer, she glanced back across the courtyard.
‘Probationary’ Constable Desiree Cartwright was standing in the open front doorway to the other townhouse. With her, Detective Constable P. J. Hasham was talking to the resident about the ‘Burglary’ that had occurred.
Toying with the collar of her white uniform shirt, Amanda Eloise Cartwright turned.
She shouldered her issue handbag and walked to the narrow pathway that led to the rear of the townhouse.
The attractive ‘trainee’ knew what she had to do. Along with Desiree, Amanda was to canvas the neighhbours.
It had been less than a month since she’d graduated from the ‘Police Training Depot’ at South Melbourne - ‘Blondue’ as she’d been christened, and wanted desperately to impress Desiree, so she was determined to make sure that she spoke to all the neighbours. Seconded to the Russell Street ‘Women Police’ Division, Amanda had been recruited to work for Sergeant Pauline Reardon in the elite ‘Street Patrol’ and needed to prove herself, or so she thought.
The afternoon shadows were beginning to lengthen. But, it was still warm.
The side gate was open. And so, the ‘trainee’ policewoman regarded that as an invitation.
“H-Hello...?” she called.
Each of the townhouses within the ‘Penthouse’ Apartments had a small backyard - she couldn’t see anybody as she paused midstep. A plethora of carefully cultivated rose bushes hid much of the grassy verge that comprised the rear yard...
“Hi there...?”
She stepped from the narrow side way,
“I’m sorry to bother you?” she added,
“Police...” Amanda added - she tugged at her shirt sleeve.
Like most of the policewomen, ‘Trainee’ Constable Amanda Cartwright wore her white short-sleeved uniform shirt a size too small - recent changes to the Regulations, now allowed her to wear her shirt open-necked and the ‘Street Patrol’ had adopted the practice of ironing their shirt collars flat,
“I just need a quick word please?”
She could see somebody on the far side of the backyard.
Edging along the hedgerow of rose bushes, she listened for a reply.
Nevertheless, there was nothing - no response. All she could heard was the music playing.
“Oh...?”
Amanda stumbled - she now saw that it was a woman.
An attractive brunette. And, she was naked...