Fitzroy Street...

Cop Whores

... St. Kilda Policewomen

Desiree blinked with disbelief.

The front door had opened to reveal a familiar face.

A tall dark-skinned woman. Long brown hair and seductive green eyes.

“I don’t believe it...?” exclaimed the twenty-five year old blonde policewoman.

Rostered with Senior Constable Sonya Kensington, Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Angelo had been working ‘Foot Patrol’ in Fitzroy Street – the two St. Kilda policewomen detailed to check a bungalow at the rear of a house in Acland Street,

“Hello...?” the surprised brunette replied.

“D-Davina?” greeted Desiree – she’d not seen Davina for almost eighteen months.

“Desiree...?” Davina acknowledged.

Sonya smiled awkwardly. She had no idea who the brunette was...?

“What are you doing here...?” Desiree asked.

She could scarcely believe it was Davina...

“I could ask you the same thing, Dee Dee...?”

“You know each other huh...?” muttered the older policewoman.

Dee Dee nodded.

There had been an anonymous complaint lodged.

But, it was now obvious that the ‘suspect’ was known to ‘Dee Dee’ – Senior Constable Sonya Kensington however, suspected that it was something more than just a causal relationship,

.”Davina was once a neighbour, Sonya...” Dee Dee explained.

Sonya nodded without speaking.

She was focussed on the attractive brunette.

Prior to her transfer to the St. Kilda ‘Uniform Branch’ earlier in the year, Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Angelo had lived at notorious ‘Penthouse’ Apartments in nearby Fitzroy Street, St. Kilda – along with another policewomen, she’d lived in the apartment next to Davina,

Back when I shared an apartment with Michelle...?” continued Dee Dee.

She glanced back at Sonya, smiling mischievously at her older colleague.

“Michelle Thompson?” queried the older policewoman. Dee Dee nodded.

Sonya now knew that there was more to their relationship than just being neighbours...

“Y-Yes...” confirmed Dee Dee after a moment’s hesitation.

Pausing again, she reached up to tug at the collar of her uniform shirt,

“I lived next door to Dee Dee and Michelle...” Davina added.

Dee Dee turned to Sonya – she took a gentle hold of the older policewoman’s arm,

“I’m sorry...” she said. Dee Dee looked back at Davina...

“This is Sonya, Davina – excuse my lack of manners, Davina?” the young blonde continued,

“ ... Senior Constable Sonya Kensington, that is, Miss McNamara...” she then added.

“Senior Constable Kensington...” acknowledged Davina.

“Sonya...” corrected the older policewoman.

Dee Dee paused. Glancing again at Sonya, the young blonde’s smiled betraying her excitement.

Davina Louise McNamara had once been more than just a neighbour to Desiree, of that Sonya was now convinced. The older policewoman though, couldn’t help but gaze intently at the brunette...

“What are you doing back here in St. Kilda, Davina?” enquired Dee Dee.

Davina now focussed on Sonya for the moment,

“Sonya...” she greeted.

Senior Constable Sonya Kensington resisted the temptation to ask the obvious question...

“It’s nice to meet you, Sonya...”

“And,” Sonya replied, “It’s rather nice to meet you too, Davina!”

Dee Dee offered a soft girlish sigh; jealous over the attention Davina was giving Sonya.

Beneath the crisp pale-blue fabric of her short-sleeved policewoman’s uniform shirt, the young blonde’s nipples had grown hard and erect. The last thing Constable ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino had expected, was to find Davina living back in St. Kilda once more.

“Though...” Davina then confessed...

“I can’t believe I’ve finally met up with Dee Dee again, Sonya?”

“Nor can I...?” agreed the young blonde – she tightened her hold on her Sonya’s arm,

“So, what brings you here?” Davina asked of Dee Dee...

“You here to ‘arrest’ me then, Constable D’Angelo...?”

Once again, Dee Dee hesitated.

Sonya opened her mouth to speak, but words failed her.

The twenty-eight year old Divorcee licked slowly at her moist lips as she looked Davina over with an approving eye – just who was this attractive brunette?

Prostitute...? Maybe a ‘Stripper’...?

There was something?

Senior Constable Sonya Kensington had been working Melbourne’s ‘Red Light’ District long enough to know that Davina was no office girl or businesswoman,

“Am I in trouble, Dee Dee?”

“Not quite...” Dee Dee assured Davina.

Laughter echoed through from the large house behind which, the bungalow was located.

And, a truck rumbled passed – the two policewomen had come to the bungalow via the rear laneway,

“Have you done something wrong, Davina?” wondered Sonya.

Davina beckoned the two policewomen inside.

Since returning to St. Kilda, she’d been living in the bungalow.

Both policewomen knew the house on Fitzroy Street, but hadn’t known anything about the bungalow located at the rear of the property,

“There’s been a complaint, Davina?” Sonya warned. Dee Dee bit her lip.

“Oh...?”

“Sonya...” Dee Dee protested.

Davina stepped to one side – the brunette took a hold of the younger policewoman’s free arm...

“Don’t be so suspicious, Sonya...” Dee Dee scolded.

She glanced momentarily at Sonya. The smile had disappeared from the young blonde’s face,

“But,” interrupted Davina, “She should be suspicious, shouldn’t she now, Constable D’Angelo?”

“D-Davina...?”

Dee Dee tightened her hold on the older policewoman’s arm,

“After all, Sonya is a police officer – I think, she already has her suspicions about me, Dee Dee?”

“What should I be suspicious of, Davina...?” asked an inquisitive Sonya.

The allegation had been anonymous. But, there had been a report that Davina was dealing cocaine. And, the house behind which Davina’s bungalow was situated, belonged to a pair of local prostitutes.

The actual ‘complaint’ had not mentioned ‘Davina’ by name, but the description had been remarkably accurate...

“You know as well as I do, Sonya,” Davina advised, “That you really should be suspicious of me?”

“Y-Yes...” agreed the older policewoman...

“So...?” Davina continued.

Pausing, she pulled both Dee Dee and Sonya even closer.

“You’re a policewoman too, Desiree?”

Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ Kensington nodded.

Raising her hand, she pressed a fingertip to the younger policewoman’s lips. Davina was directing her comments to Sonya and didn’t want Desiree to speak.

“And, I think you’re here to investigate me ... aren’t you?”

Dee Dee nodded in mute agreement,

.”And, I think you’re here to investigate me too, Sonya?”

Davina lowered her finger from Dee Dee’s quivering lips,

“Y-Yes...” Sonya confirmed.

Davina reached for the older policewoman.

Sonya smiled – she did nothing to stop Davina.

Senior Constable Sonya Kensington knew that it was wrong.

So did Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino.

But, it didn’t seem to really matter,

“S-So then...?”

Davina gently caressed at the older policewoman’s cheek with her fingertips.

“You should know, S-Sonya?” warned Dee Dee in a hushed tone...

“Davina was once a ‘Pimp’ here in St. Kilda?” the young policewoman explained.

Sonya remained silent.

Whilst, Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Angelo’s bisexuality was no secret within the ‘Uniform Branch’ at the St. Kilda, Senior Constable Sonya Kensington was known to be ‘straight’ – the twenty-eight year old policewoman though, was intrigued with her younger colleague’s apparent ‘history’ with Davina...?

Not that the brunette looked like a ‘Pimp’...?

Nor really a prostitute for that matter.

But...?

Sonya knew somehow that Davina had once been a prostitute,

“She ran a few ‘crows’ in Fitzroy Street and The Esplanade a while ago, Sonya?”

Dee Dee D’Agostino’s tone was surprisingly matter-of-fact.

Sonya nodded. She was incapable of speaking.

Davina Louise McNamara had a certain sense of style. A sensuality that was hard to resist.

The brunette wore a red long-sleeved shirt, Open-necked with the sleeves rolled up neatly.

A trim black ‘pencil line’ skirt. And, black leather knee-length leather boots with stiletto heels.

Matching black stockings too.

To anybody but Senior Constable Sonya Kensington, she probably looked like a businesswoman.

Nonetheless, Sonya had suspected she was something else almost immediately,

“Does that shock you, Senior Constable Kensington...?” Davina asked.

Sonya shook her head slowly...

“I was a prostitute and a ‘Pimp’...” continued Davina.

Sonya bit her lip...

“A filthy fuckin’ whore, Senior Constable Kensington...?”

Davina lowered her hand. Dee Dee remained silent.

The young blonde policewoman transfixed by what she was hearing.

“So then, Sonya?” Davina prompted...

“I guess...” murmured Sonya finally.

She paused. Davina positioned herself between the two policewomen,

“S-Sonya...?”

Davina began to slowly trace the woven ‘Victoria Police’ patch on Sonya’s shirtsleeve with her fingertip,

“So, this is going to be our little secret, Miss McNamara...?” asked the older policewoman.

Without saying anything in response, Davina answered Sonya by gently pressing her moist lips to the police officer’s waiting mouth – she tenderly kissed Senior Constable Sonya Kensington.

Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Angelo responded with a sigh.

Jealous. Envious. Aroused...

.”Oh...?”

Their lips parted.

Sonya groaned. She closed her eyes.

Davina and the two policewomen stood in the thirty year old brunette’s front doorway.

“So then...?” repeated Davina.

Sonya opened her eyes. But, the spell was broken.

Davina was now speaking to Dee Dee...

“How is Michelle then...?” she asked the young policewoman.

Sonya had all but forgotten about Davina’s earlier reference to Michelle?

Constable Michelle Thompson had been stationed at St. Kilda for several years – much longer than Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino. Better known as ‘The Cunt’ at the St. Kilda Police Station, Michelle Elizabeth Thompson had once been the ‘Miss Victoria Police’ but now worked as the Crime Collator,

“In trouble...” Dee Dee replied.

Senior Constable Sonya Kensington uttered a muffled sigh.

She’d heard the rumours about Michelle ‘The Cunt’ Thompson, but hadn’t known that she’d once lived with Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino at the nearby ‘Penthouse’ Apartments...

“Again...?”Davina teased.

Dee Dee nodded.

The young blonde policewoman hesitated in the doorway.

Unsurprisingly, Dee Dee and Davina kissed.

Sonya groaned. It was her turn to be jealous.

It was not a friendly kiss on the cheek between two old girlfriends.

Still dazed after her own kiss with Davina, Sonya watched as the former ‘Pimp’ and Dee Dee kissed passionately on the lips,

“Constable D’Agostino...?”

Davina and Dee Dee continued their kiss for another moment or so.

“Mmmm...?”

“Still...” whispered Dee Dee after their lips parted.

Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino cleared her throat.

A dribble of saliva hung between her lower lip and that of Davina,

“She’s still workin’ here in St. Kilda...” explained Dee Dee finally,

“But, I suspect you already knew that, D-Davina?”

Sonya raised an eyebrow.

Davina betrayed no emotion – she was not about to admit that she knew Michelle was still stationed at St. Kilda...

“It’s so good to see you, Davina...?” added Dee Dee.

She still couldn’t quite believe that she’d found Davina at last.

“I’ve missed you...?” the young blonde confessed – Davina ushered her inside.

“I would’ve liked to have caught up with Michelle too, Dee Dee...?” she whispered to Dee Dee.

She had been just as surprised to come face-to-face’ with Dee Dee again,

“But, I’m still rather glad you brought Sonya along with you this afternoon?”

Senior Constable Sonya Kensington followed Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino,

“I think, she would’ve probably enjoyed living at the ‘Penthouse’ Apartments too, don’t you?”

Sonya hesitated. Slipping her issue handbag from her shoulder, she turned to look at Davina.

It was then, that her eyes met those of the former ‘Pimp’ again - standing in the middle of Davina’s comfortable lounge room, Dee Dee was oblivious to what was happening behind her,

“Mmmm...?”

The thirty year old brunette seemed to be sizing Senior Constable Sonya Kensington up...?

Nevertheless, there was a familiar ‘hunger’ in both Davina’s and Sonya’s eyes...

“What about the...?” Dee Dee enquired. Davina knew what she was about to ask.

There were a series of photographs on the wall and Dee Dee was studying them individually,.

“The girls, Davina...?”

Dee Dee knew most of the women in the pictures.

Policewomen. ‘Trainee’ Constable Kelly O’Rourke and ‘Acting’ Sergeant Lindy Schroeder.

There were even a few pictures of her and Michelle as well.

‘Strippers’ and Prostitutes too.

Each brought back a pleasant memory for Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’; D’Agostino,

“I don’t suppose, Davina...?”

“Y-Yes...” confirmed Davina,

“They’re still living at the ‘Pentland’ Apartments, if that’s what you’re asking, Dee Dee?”

Davina closed her front door. Sonya continued to look her over with more than a casual interest,

“Oh...?”

Dee Dee placed her policewoman’s handbag on the coffee table.

Davina took a gentle hold of Sonya. She took the older policewoman’s handbag from her.

“We still meet up for coffee at Dimmatina’s...”

Dimmatina’s Café was a notorious ‘watering hole’ in St. Kilda.

Frequented by policewomen, prostitutes and ‘Strippers’...

“I’m no longer a ‘Pimp’ though, Constable D’Agostino...?”

As she spoke with Dee Dee, Davina pulled Sonya even closer,

“Who...?” enquired the older policewoman.

“We had some interesting neighbours, Sonya – didn’t we now,. Davina?” explained Dee Dee.

The blonde policewoman remained oblivious to what Davina was doing with her colleague...

“Mmmmm...?”

Davina smiled knowingly.

“The girls huh...?” queried Sonya.

Once again, Davina again began to slowly trace the ‘Victoria Police’ patch on Sonya’s shirtsleeve with the very tip of her finger - what would Senior Constable Sonya Kensington make of what she was about to say next...

“The girls...” replied Dee Dee with a sigh,

“Cindi Lee Chapman and Roxanne Stewart, Sonya...” the young policewoman explained, intently studying a large photograph of her with Davina,

“The two prostitutes who lived the Acland Street side of our apartment back then, Sonya – they worked for Davina if that’s what you’re going to ask?”

Cindi and Roxanne lived next door to Desiree and Michelle.

And, Davina was their ‘Pimp’ – she lived the other side of the two policewomen,

.”I should’ve known...?” sighed Sonya.

“Make yourself comfortable?” Davina whispered to the older policewoman,

“Thankyou...”

Davina released her hold on the twenty-eight year old.

Sonya sat on the comfortable sofa lounge. And, Davina carefully locked her front door,

“There were a couple more prostitute upstairs – a pair of ‘Strippers’ too, Sonya...”

“So, you lived next to a couple of prostitutes?” responded Sonya as she sat back comfortably.

Davina sat beside her. Alone with her thoughts for the moment, Dee Dee continued to study the photographs,

“And, you lived next door to a couple of policewomen huh...?” Sonya said to Davina.

“It could get very interesting at times, Sonya?” Davina whispered – Sonya opened her mouth to reply but words failed her once again.

Her short-sleeved policewoman’s uniform shirt felt at least three sizes too small.

She knew that Davina and Dee Dee had ‘slept’ together.

And, she also suspected that the young blonde policewoman had also enjoyed ‘sex’ with the two prostitutes as well,

“Y-Yes...” Dee Dee agreed.

Sonya tugged at the sleeve of her uniform shirt.

“And,” admitted Dee Dee, “It could so get rather ‘wild’ at times too, Senior Constable Kensington!”

“Y-Yes...”

“I guess so...” continued Sonya.

Davina leaned a little closer to her.

“Policewomen can be such delicious sluts...?” she purred, savouring the tempting scent of the older policewoman’s Givenchy Amirage perfume,

“Y-Yes...” agreed Sonya again.

Dee Dee sat on the chair opposite...

“D-Davina...?” the young blonde policewoman muttered. She paused a moment.

The small lounge room was cosy.

It seemed larger than it really was.

And, it offered some relief from the late Summer heat – Sonya gazed across at Dee Dee.

She watched as her younger colleague undid another of her uniform shirt’s buttons.

Senior Constable Sonya Kensington was just glad to be relaxed.

She slid a hand beneath the crisp pale-blue fabric of her shirt, massaging at her shoulders.

Scented candles burned in the small kitchenette.

The flickering flames casting a kaleidoscope of light and shadows about the room as they talked...

“But,” asked Dee Dee, “How long have you been back in St. Kilda, Davina?”

“Not long...” Davina answered. Sonya uttered a soft sigh.

She rather liked the ‘Tommy Girl’ scent that Davina wore – she listened to Dee Dee and Davina,

“A month or so?” added Davina finally.

She placed her hand on Sonya’s thigh...

“Fancy that...” observed the older policewoman.

She did nothing about the woman’s hand.

In fact, she rather liked it...

“Dee Dee’s only just transferred to St. Kilda, Davina?”

“I’ve only been at the St. Kilda ‘Uniform Branch’ for little more than a month too?” added Dee Dee.

Coincidence? Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino tugged at her shirt collar,

“I have missed you, Davina?”

The young blonde policewoman slowly licked at her moist pouting lips.

“And...” queried Davina.

Sonya uttered yet another soft girlish sigh.

She still remembered the kiss that Constable Desiree ‘Dee Dee’ D’Agostino had enjoyed with Davina in the front doorway a few minutes earlier. But, it was the unexpected kiss from Davina she’d had, that had really affected her like nothing else,