Chapter 31

It was late.

Almost ten o’clock – the temperature though, was still a little over thirty degrees Celsius outside.

Deirdre Elaine McKinley sat back. She’d been on the telephone for almost an hour. The quiet had been shattered – ‘Probationary’ Constable Kelly O’Rourke had left with ‘Probationary’ Constable Susie Raynor to attend a Burglary in Parsons Street. And, there had been a report of a Disturbance in both Lollipop Lane and Parsons Street too. The girls on the Flemington ‘Divvy Van’ were going to finish the Afternoon Shift with a bang!

The police radio crackled. Deirdre looked up at the loudspeaker above the front counter and sighed.

Nothing to concern her, but it still caught her attention. Another report of a Burglary in Moonee Ponds.

Running her fingers through her shoulder-length brown hair, ‘Probationary’ Constable Deirdre ‘Dash’ McKinley now looked across the nearby counter to the front door. It was still locked. And, there had been nobody coming to the Flemington Police Station since Rebecca ‘Becky’ Campbell. That at least was something – ‘Mistress Rebecca’ masquerading as Senior Constable Emmanuelle Robinson stood behind the twenty-two year old brunette Watchousekeeper, her hands resting on Deirdre’s shoulder...

“I suppose,” she suggested in a whisper, “That I should really get going now, Constable McKinley?”

Deirdre nodded without speaking. For almost two hours ‘Mistress Rebecca’ and Lady Rhonda ‘The Cunt’ Hamilton-Baillieu had kept the young brunette policewoman entertained – the notorious ‘Madam’ and ‘The Cunt’ contentedly ‘fucking’ in the Female Cell as Deirdre Elaine McKinley watched,

“So, it was you who first doubted Rhonda’s guilt huh...?”

“Y-Yes...?” responded Deirdre – ‘Mistress Rebecca’ began to massage the seated policewoman’s shoulders as they spoke,

“Seems, you now have something on ‘The Cunt’ huh...?” observed Rebecca.

Deirdre opened her mouth to speak...

“And, I now owe you a ‘favour’ too, Constable McKinley?” Rebecca added – Deirdre shrugged. Words had failed her. She knew only too well that Rebecca ‘Becky’ Campbell owed all three of the ‘General Duties’ policewomen a favour,

“Well, I appreciate all that you ‘ave done this evening...”

“... ‘Mistress Rebecca’ – it was my pleasure, ma’am...” replied Deirdre – the police radio crackled again. A routine car check. Constable Shannon Henderson from the Brunswick ‘Uniform Branch’...

“You will bring Kelly and Susie to the ‘Fantasia’ after work, Constable McKinley – I have a little fucking surprise for you three ‘cunts’ if that’s okay?” whispered Rebecca,

“Y-Yes...”

This was something new...? It would be Deirdre’s first time at the ‘Fantasia’ Massage Parlour. And as far as she knew, neither Susie, Kelly nor any of the local ‘Women Police’ girls had ever been to the ‘Fantasia’ Massage Parlour.

Deirdre pushed the paperwork to one side. ‘Probationary’ Constable Kelly O’Rourke had returned the dossier on ‘The Cunt’ back to where she’d found it in the ‘Criminal Investigation Branch’ Office upstairs – ‘Probationary’ Constable Susie Raynor had supplied ‘Mistress Rebecca’ with a copy of everything...

“You can leave your car in Plessey Lane?”.

Deirdre nodded. She rather liked Rebecca’s new alter ego, Senior Constable Emmanuelle Robinson,

‘“Returning to the ‘scene of the crime’ eh...?” the young brunette joked – Kelly had told her earlier of what had happened in the laneway behind the ‘Fantasia’...

“I want you in uniform too...?” Rebecca ordered – Deirdre looked up into her face,

“Mistress...” she purred. ‘Probationary’ Constable Deirdre ‘Dash’ McKinley knew that the ‘Madam’ would not take ‘No’ for an answer – ‘Mistress Rebecca’ leant down and kissed her forcefully on the lips, sending a shiver through the brunette. Standing at the door to the Female Cells, ‘The Cunt’ watched in silence. Naked, Lady Rhonda Hamilton-Baillieu had enjoyed several hours of sex with both Rebecca and Susie. Sarah Garde-Wilson would never believe her.