Chapter 4

Rhonda Michelle Kellaway still wore her policewoman’s ‘Summer’ uniform dress.

Leaning back comfortably against the edge of the large Jacuzzi, the blonde savored another mouthful of ‘Blue Label’ – her translucent pale-blue uniform dress was wet through and clung to her as she gazed across the rim of her glass at Laura Anne Nicholson.

The former ‘Miss Queensland Police’ was naked.

But, her uniform dress was now being worn by ‘Juicy Lucy’ as the former ‘Stripper’ turned ‘Pimp’ and now ‘Madam’ of ‘The Mayfair’ Massage Parlour sat on the far side of the hot tub from the two policewomen.

It was raining now – not that anybody really minded.

The afternoon had turned dark.

But it was still almost thirty-five degrees Celsius as Laura and Rhonda enjoyed the Jacuzzi with ‘Juicy Lucy’...

“I’m sorry...” conceded Laura in a whisper.

She swallowed the last of her Johnny Walker,

“But, I should’ve invited you too, Constable Kellaway?” she confessed with a sigh.

Rhonda shrugged – the younger policewoman finished her drink,

“But, after what happened the other day with ‘Long John’...?”

‘Juicy Lucy’ raised an eyebrow,

“Needs must...” she replied.

The former ‘Miss Queensland Police’ lowered herself into the water,

“I did what needed to be done, Constable Nicholson – you know that, don’t you?” the blonde policewoman explained,

“You know that, don’t you, Laura...?”

“Y-Yes...” confirmed the brunette policewoman.

“And what does it really matter huh...?” continued Rhonda philosophically,

“I mean,” she added, “They think that we’re all just ‘sluts’ after all, don’t they?”

The younger policewoman was referring to Chief Commissioner Terry Lewis and Detective Chief Superintendent Tony Murphy – both Laura and ‘Juicy Lucy’ understood that...

“So what does it matter what I did the other day?”

Her short-sleeved uniform dress was both unbuttoned and unzipped.

And, the water of the Jacuzzi caused kept the policewoman’s dress open, revealing that ‘Trainee’ Constable Rhonda Kellaway wore nothing else,

“But, if I’m really honest,” she conceded, “I was just curious to see what you all got up to here, Laura?”

‘Trainee’ Constable Amanda Johnstone was upstairs in the front bedroom with Cheyenne - ‘Trainee’ Constable Candice Peterson and ‘Probationary’ Constable Veronica Cartwright were in the rear bedroom on the first floor, with Angelique...

“I mean, I know what happened at the ‘party’ a while back of course...”

Laura nodded but said nothing - the ‘party’ had been in the basement of the Fortitude Valley Police Station.

“You see, I’d heard rumors about what went on here at ‘The Mayfair’ and just wanted to see for myself?”

Pausing, she looked up at the first floor of ‘The Mayfair’ Massage Parlour.

“Veronica huh...?”

“Candice and Amanda too...” confirmed Laura with a knowing smile.

Both young blonde policewomen were being ‘fucked’ almost senseless by the prostitute with a large ‘strap on’ dildo as Amanda and her prostitute were locked in a tight ‘sixty niner’ in the other room - Senior Sergeant Yvonne Webster lay sprawled over the table nearby. She was a spent force. The thirty-five-year-old blonde Divorcee had been drunk. And, she had ‘snorted’ cocaine with Senior Constable Kelly Blakemore.