Episode 405: KISS ME YOU FOOL

Police Officer Catalina Juarez was struggling with her emotions. Her sole savior the hacker she knew as Darkhorse had been very little help in keeping her safe from Officer Anson Potter and now Officer Lois Simpson. Joining the Nashville Police Force was a dream come true up until she learned of Watchtower and started taking bribes. Now that she had signed a deal with multiple devils she was at their mercy as much as their abuse. Turning to anyone was near impossible with all of the hackers under Watchtower’s employ. Not only them but she truly had no idea who she could trust. Silence was tarnished gold.

“I hate canceling my date with LeAnne, but I have no choice. Simpson will make my life hell if I get in her way. I have enough to worry about dealing with Potter and trying to protect Mimi.” Her best friend Mimi Alexander was under the odd ownership of Anson Potter and unwilling to resist him. “I was hoping if Mimi became my roommate, I could keep her close and make certain Potter couldn’t ... what am I saying, there is no fucking way I can keep her safe. I can’t even keep myself off the radar. God! Please let Kylee Penn be alright.” Officer Penn was raped by the police force she too worked for. A few days off to get her head on straight she would be ordered back on duty. Get over it! Her rapists’ motto!

Holding her cellphone Cat sat on her bed wrapped in a bath towel. A hot shower relaxed her a bit but with everything weighing on her there was no relent. “Let’s get this over with.” Dialing her girl LeAnne Logarth the call rang four times before a reply.

“Hey! Sorry, I was in the shower.”

“I just got out of mine. Listen! You know I love you Lele but I’m going to have to cancel joining you at the football game. I had a miserable day on the job and was ... in a skirmish ... HA! First time I’ve ever used that word. Anyway, I had to tackle a perpetrator earlier and I got roughed up a little. I just need some peace and quiet. Alone time!”

“Aw! I can drive over and veg out with you. I can skip the game. Mimi isn’t answering my calls anyway.” Busy with Dewey Knowles and Kevin Fowler! At the command of Carl Manley. No failure!

“Yeah, I tried calling her too. Did she tell you I offered my extra bedroom to her as a roommate?”

“No! That bitch! Why didn’t you ask me I want to get away from my parents.”

“I didn’t know you were considering a move. I only offered it to Mimi so she could escape having to care for her mom. Rent free on my part so she could afford a caregiver.”

“That was sweet of you. Maybe between the two of us we can talk some sense into her.”

“Maybe! Potter has her head fucked up.” In her thoughts she added, “Mine too!”

“Brainwashed! I don’t even want to know what she’s doing at Horton-Dexter. I haven’t seen her the last two days. Grampa relocated his food truck to another school for the day. The rain today had us sitting around more than cooking.”

“I bet!” A text coming through Catalina paused to look at it. The message said, “END YOUR CALL!” Miserable knowing hackers were doing the bidding of Lois Simpson she closed her eyes. “Hey, Lele? Forgive me but I need a nap. I drugged up to ease my sore bones and it’s kicking in.”

“Okay! Feel better. I miss you.”

“I miss you too. Go to the game and have fun.”

“Maybe! Call me this weekend.”

“Will do! Night, Lele!”

“Night, Kittycat!” Call ended LeAnne sat on her toilet seat pouting. “I guess I can go out with Lois now without flipping a coin.” As if her mind was read her cell rang just that quickly. “Whoa! It’s Lois now.” Composure gathered she answered. “Hey, you!”

“Get dressed up I’m taking you clubbing.”

“Clubbing? That sounds fun. Where are you taking me?”

“To bed hopefully! Until then let’s head over to the west side to Lickity SpLITS.”

“I’ve never been there. I know it’s a gay club is all.”

“Lesbian only! I know the owners. Since the city officials started upping their game, we can do whatever we want. Let’s dance naked and get drunk.”

“Wow! This city has gone to the dogs. How can Nashville get away with that? Surely Federal Laws prevent such exhibitionism.”

“Who are we to knock it. If I’m a cop and I know we can do it then there must be legal loopholes. Emphasis on holes!” Lois cracked herself up. “Stop thinking and start enjoying life LeAnne Logarth.”

“Do I need to remind you that I was raped in jail by not only you but your fellow officers. If you people can do that, I’m certain there must be more at play here than legalities. You’re right though. I know you will keep me safe.”

“Let’s put the past behind us. I apologized and I’m trying to make things up to you. I adore you, LeAnne. Let me prove to you I can be ... worthy of your affections.”

“Don’t screw this up, Simpson. Bring me a rose.”

“Dress sexy! I plan on showing off too. I bought some really skanky outfits at Right Turn Clyde’s the other day.”

“Never heard of that store. Take me shopping.”

“I can do that. Stay the night with me and we can go to Clyde’s tomorrow after we wake up. Breakfast in bed even.”

“I’m not doing the cooking.” LeLe laughed! “I do enough of that for Grandpa.”

“You will be happy to know I can cook. I just don’t cook often.”

“I’ll judge the chef in the morning. Let me find something to wear. I’ll be ready by 6:00. Need my address?”

“I’m a cop I can track you down.”

“Stalker!”

“I’ll text you when I pull into your driveway. Want me to bring you a few dress options? I have tons.”

“You’re taller than me and bustier. They won’t fit me.”

“True, I suppose! Yep! Shopping and lunch tomorrow.”

“Go get my rose. See you soon.” She hung up on Lois with a smile. One that faded after feeling guilty of lying to Catalina. It wasn’t like Cat was leveling with her. As if she had a choice. Greed would always prove ugly.

The home life of Anson Potter was truly pathetic. A slob who expected his wife to do everything. A domesticated slave who had no issues cooking and cleaning if it allowed her to sit at home on his money. Married for seven years now you would have thought Marion Potter would have realized her mistake. A gamer girl she simply offered enough to keep him from bitching. Marion being much younger than Anson probably had a lot to do with it. He was 27 when they met at a campus party the cops burst in on.

Eighteen at the time Marion was only there to join a friend, partying not really her scene but playing wing woman was in favor of possibly meeting a cute gamer guy. No such luck until Anson and his cop friends literally sat down and partied with the youngsters. Hell, they had more alcohol brought in. It was a night to remember.

Back in the day Anson was prone to video games himself so joining Marion on a sofa he jumped at the chance to play Assassins Creed. Bonding with Marion the meek she quickly fell for his roguish charm. What she saw in him was pure blindness, he only let her see what he wanted her to. A man of a thousand faces he gave her the world and married her six months later. College was thrown out the window. Housewife and game junkie she loved her man in blue. Maintaining her love was a chore for certain but deep-down Anson did love his nerdy kitten. Love however did not always offer him what he required.

The one thing lacking in his marriage was his desire to be devilishly dominant. To try and change Marion now was impossible, she was too head strong even if girly girl. What he hated most was her cosplay dreams, he spent far too much money on fabric and Styrofoam. Setting up a spare bedroom for her to do YouTube podcasts had made her quite popular amongst the youth. Still 25, Marion’s cuteness attracted a large following. One that Anson was becoming jealous of. Still, by letting her do her thing it kept her out of his hair. Dominion on his mind constantly, he worked far too many hours just to satisfy his itches.