Chapter 46

Hanna’s Beauty Services was a lesbian ‘Escort’ Agency. It was not an illegal brothel like ‘The Tender Touch’ and ‘Fantasia’ – nonetheless, it was still Prostitution, and Senior Constable Robyn Taylor knew it. What she didn’t know was why the ‘Women Police’ had been brought in...?

Robyn had no doubt that ‘Mistress Rebecca’ was behind it all. But why...?

Rebecca ‘Becky’ Campbell had carte blanche to do what she wanted within No. 2 Division.

Both the Flemington ‘Criminal Investigation Branch’ and ‘B’ District ‘Crimes Car Squad’ were far too focussed on illegal ‘Drugs’ – there had been a spate of ‘Car Thefts’ in Flemington, and they’d been attributed to local ‘Drug Addicts’ in the ‘Housing Commission’ Hi-Rise. And, there had also been an increasing number of Burglaries too. Again, these had been blamed on ‘Drug Addicts’ as well. For some time, neither ‘B’ District, the local ‘Criminal Investigation Branch’ nor the Maribyrnong ‘Crime Car Squad’ took any interest in Prostitution – that was the responsibility of the ‘Vice Squad’ and even they weren’t interested in what ‘Mistress Rebecca’ was up to. So, why was Rebecca ‘Becky’ Campbell now involving the ‘Women Police’ Division in Hanna’s Beauty Services...?

At the suggestion of Lady Robyn ‘The Cunt’ Hamilton-Baillieu and Sarah Garde-Wilson, ‘Mistress Rebecca’ was diversifying her interests – the ‘Fantasia’ and ‘The Tender Touch’ were both financing her move into ‘Escorts’ and ‘Strippers’ as she now owned Hanna’s Beauty Services and had a large stake in ‘The Crazy Horse’ Strip Club in Melbourne. Senior Constable Robyn Taylor however, had no idea of what was happening – nor did Sergeant Tess Gallagher or anybody else at the ‘Women Police’ Division. Robyn though, now wondered about Senior Sergeant Monica ‘The Black Widow’ Draper...?

And, what of Inspector Maree D’Constanzo...?

Robyn pictured the arrogant ‘Divisional Inspector’ in her mind.

A hard unsmiling face. Short dark-brown hair with a sprinkling of grey.

Tired hazel eyes. Firm body under a crisp tight-fitting policewoman’s uniform shirt.

It seemed a contradiction in terms – Maree ‘moonlighting’ as a lesbian ‘Escort’ for Rebecca...?

An awkward, pale-skinned woman, who’d been designated ‘Licensing Inspector’ upon her promotion to ‘Divisional Inspector’ – ambitious and arrogant, and destined for higher rank. Could it be possible...?

There had been a complaint about Hanna’s Beauty Services. Several allegations of ‘impropriety’ in fact – the North Melbourne ‘Uniform Branch’ had taken the details and passed the information on to Inspector Maree D’Constanzo. And, the ‘Divisional Inspector’ had given it to ‘The Black Widow’ a day later...

“So...” continued Hanna,

“That’s what we do here at Hanna’s Beauty Services, Senior Constable Taylor – understand?”

Hanna sat on the sofa lounge’s padded arm rest beside the policewoman,

“We sell beauty and service, for a price, and who wouldn’t want that...?”

She knew of the complaints. So did ‘Mistress Rebecca’ and ‘The Cunt’...

“Prostitution’s illegal...?” responded the policewoman with a sigh.

But she knew, that not even the local ‘District Detective Chief Inspector’ would do anything if he knew,

“Yet, you let me ‘fuck’ you a week ago?” hissed the ‘disgraced’ former policewoman.

Hanna’s leg brushed gently against Robyn’s thigh, sending a shiver through the policewoman.

‘Headjob Hanna’ Monaghan’s firm well-rounded breasts were mere centimetres from her face...

“There’s been a complaint, Hanna?”

Hanna said nothing.

Robyn crossed her legs in a desperate attempt to seem casual in the face of so much female sensuality. But, she was failing miserably to retain some sort of professional reserve.

“Complaints about Hanna’s Beauty Services...?”

“You think I’m a ‘Pimp’ huh...?” queried Hanna – Robyn hesitated.

She tugged at the sleeve of her uniform shirt. For a moment, her fingertips lingered close to her hardened left nipple – her tight-fitting policewoman’s uniform shirt just accentuated her nipples,

“It’s turning you on, isn’t it, Robyn?”

Both women knew it was not because of the office’s rather effective air conditioning...

“H-Hanna...?” protested the policewoman.

Hanna Eloise Monaghan was no longer just a prostitute or a ‘Pimp’ – Robyn now knew that,

“You going to arrest me, eh...?” Hanna demanded to know.

“N-No...” replied the policewoman.

“Even though I’ve just admitted that I’m a ‘Pimp’ huh...?” continued Hanna mercilessly,

“Y-Yes...” answered Robyn.

‘Headjob Hanna’ moved a little closer to the seated policewoman...

“So, who complained then?” she enquired in a whisper. Robyn slowly shook her head.

Words had failed Senior Constable Robyn Taylor again. What could she say to Hanna...?

“A jealous husband who found his wife’s attention wandering eh...?”

There was now more than a hint of contempt in Hanna’s voice as she spoke...

“Perhaps a jealous girlfriend, Senior Constable Taylor?” Hanna suggested.

Robyn uttered a sigh.

“Some ‘bitch’ jealous of her girlfriend’s interest in one of my girls...?”

“H-Hanna...?” muttered Robyn. She wanted desperately for the conversation to end.

Hanna uttered a muffled sigh of her own ... Her firm breasts trembled beneath her unbuttoned blouse.

Robyn now stared at the blonde’s breasts – she’d just noticed Hanna had unbuttoned her blouse...

“Some old ‘battle axe’ who can’t stand to see people enjoying themselves...?” added Hanna.

‘Headjob Hanna’ Monaghan breasts were just in front of the wide-eyed policewoman’s face.

And, beneath her own uniform shirt, Robyn’s nipples had grown hard and erect.

“But...?”

Hanna wasn’t necessarily having a go at the policewoman.

“H-Hanna?”

There was a moment of silence.

Hanna wasn’t denying anything.

She was just teasing the embarrassed policewoman.

And, Senior Constable Robyn Taylor could do but stare at the blonde’s breasts as she begged...

“I’m not at liberty to discuss who lodged the complaint, Hanna...?”

She had all but lost her train of thought.

“I don’t care what you’re doing here...?”

Robyn was still unable to take her eyes from Hanna’s firm breasts.

Nor could she do anything to stop Hanna as she took hold of the policewoman’s hand,

“So then, did Monica Draper send you – or was it Sergeant Tess Gallagher, Robyn...?”

Hanna guided Robyn’s hand beneath her blouse - the policewoman groaned again, unable to resist the ‘disgraced’ former policewoman as ‘Headjob Hanna’ forced her hand against her left breast...

“You like that, don’t you...?” Hanna observed, smiling in triumph - obediently, or perhaps instinctively, Senior Constable Robyn Taylor began to gently caress the woman’s nipple with her fingertips...

“I was expecting Joanna Parrish, but I think you’ll do nicely, Robyn?”

Robyn nodded, unable to speak.

“Lynn Goodchild works for me...”

The former Constable Lynn Goodchild had just been released on parole from ‘Fairlie’ Women’s Prison, as had both the ‘disgraced’ Constable Ruth Carter and Constable Victoria Thorne – ‘Headjob Hanna’ Monaghan had recruited a select group of ex-policewomen to work at Hanna’s Beauty Services...

“As does Victoria Thorne too...”

“Y-Yes...?”

“Ruth Carter as well, Robyn - I’ve even ‘recruited’ a couple of girls from the New South Wales Police...”

The policewoman had not recognised Constable Genevieve Jenkinson and ‘Probationary’ Constable Julie Anne Simpson amongst the posters on the wall - both were from Sydney and had been dismissed for Prostitution,

“But why the ‘Women Police’...?” asked Robyn.

Hanna gently caressed the seated policewoman’s cheek with her fingertips - ‘The Black Widow’ had telephoned earlier to let Hanna know that Constable Joanna Parrish was going to call in. The new ‘Officer in Charge’ of the Flemington ‘Women Police’ wanted the young brunette dealt with,

“You looking for ‘a piece of the action’ then...?”

Robyn shook her head.

“I can almost taste you, Senior Constable Taylor?” Hanna teased.

Closing her eyes, Robyn continued to playfully squeeze at Hanna’s left breast.

“A little ‘policewomen’s discount’ huh...?”

Robyn opened her eyes.

‘Headjob Hanna’ managed to look the policewoman in the eye,

“P-Please...?” Robyn croaked.

The tip of Hanna’s finger ran down the seated policewoman’s cheek.

“P-Please...?” protested Robyn yet again.

Hanna’s fingertip slid down her throat, sending another shiver through Robyn,

“I know that Joanna’s sharing a bed with Maggie?” Hanna whispered...

“And, Sandra’s now ‘fucking’ those three ‘cunts’ at the ‘Uniform Branch’ too?”

Robyn nodded without speaking,

“But, who are you ‘sleeping’ with, Robyn...?”

‘Headjob Hanna’ began to unbutton Robyn’s uniform shirt,

“I’d like that drink of water now, Hanna ... please?”

Senior Constable Robyn Taylor was struggling to retain her composure.

She had thought that Hanna might just tear open her uniform shirt.

And, for a moment, Robyn had worried that she might ‘cum’ right there and then...