Chapter 4

Susie glanced at Lindy.

Standing in the open doorway into ‘The Crazy Horse’ Strip Club with the Manageress, both Susie and Lindy smiled at each other - Caroline ‘The Bitch’ Montague now turned her attention to ‘Probationary’ Constable Susie Raynor and kissed the twenty-five-year-old blonde passionately on the lips as Senior Constable Lindy Schroeder watched.

Susie still had a hold of Lindy’s hand.

And, Caroline was holding onto Susie’s arm as they kissed.

Suzanne ‘Susie’ Raynor had been ‘seconded’ to the Melbourne District ‘Traffic & Patrol’ Division earlier in the year - a vivacious and self-confident twenty-five-year-old blonde, she had wanted to work ‘General Duties’ but had been unable to obtain a vacancy at the Carlton ‘Uniform Branch’ as she’d wished.

‘City Traffic’ had not been her choice.

But, it was better than either the ‘Women Police’ Division or ‘Uniform Branch’ at Russell Street, or so Susie had first thought,

“I was beginning to think, S-Susie...?” whispered Caroline as their lips finally parted...

“That you might not be coming this morning?”

She pulled Lindy closer, forcing both Susie and Lindy to kiss before either could say anything in reply.

There had been some ‘trouble’ earlier. Maggie and Joanna were reprimanded by Senior Sergeant Monica Draper.

Sergeant Tess Gallagher too, admonished by ‘The Black Widow’ for a matter of little consequence.

And, there had also been a ‘Disturbance’ in the vicinity of the Bourke Street Mall and a ‘Car Theft’ nearby.

But, for now, the two ‘City Traffic’ policewomen were content to savor the moment...

Senior Constable Rochelle De La Rue leaned back against the light pole, watching a tram pass by.

Standing at the nearby kerb, ‘Probationary’ Constable Deirdre ‘Dash’ McKinley and ‘Probationary’ Constable Georgina Watson were discussing the ‘Car Theft’ - it was almost noon, but there was still little traffic in Flinders Lane.

“So what to do...?” wondered Rochelle aloud.

They had enjoyed ‘window shopping’ in the Bourke Street Mall.

And, they’d interviewed and released the teenage ‘Delinquents’ - Sergeant Tess Gallagher had facilitated everything.

“R-Rochelle...?” queried Georgina. Standing on the other side of the intersection with Market Lane, a Businesswoman stood watching the three policewomen,

“It would appear, we have company, Rochelle...?”

The older policewoman had seen the attractive dark-haired Businesswoman already.

White long-sleeved shirt and burgundy-colored ‘pencil line’ skirt. Long black curly hair reminiscent of Farah Fawcett - the ‘thirty-something’ Businesswoman had been watching the three policewomen for almost five minutes.

Not that this was anything new to the likes of Senior Constable Rochelle De La Rue, ‘Probationary’ Constable Deirdre ‘Dash’ McKinley, or ‘Probationary’ Constable Georgina Watson...

“Appears, she might be interested in Georgina...?” Deirdre suggested - the nineteen-year-old brunette stepped back to join the older policewoman,

“That’s if I’m not mistaken, Rochelle?” she added,

“Deirdre...?” queried Georgina.

Another brunette like Deirdre, Georgina hesitated,

“You might be right, Constable McKinley...” agreed Rochelle.

The attractive Businesswoman now crossed the street towards the three policewomen.

“Oh...?”

Georgina’s uniform shirt had an additional button undone - the twenty-five-year-old policewoman licked slowly at her quivering lips, looking the approaching Businesswoman over.

Though unsure of what was going to happen, Georgina appreciated the way in which the Businesswoman moved. She walked across Flinders Lane like she was a ‘Fashion Model’ on a catwalk, and ‘Probationary’ Constable Georgina Watson was almost immediately attracted to the dark-haired Chief Financial Comptroller of Maidenhead Investments,

“H-Hello...?” greeted Georgina.

“Hi there...?” added Deirdre - she stood between Georgina and Rochelle,

“So, how does a girl get to kiss you, Constable Watson?” responded the Businesswoman,

“B-But...?” Georgina gasped.

Deirdre took hold of her arm - she held Georgina in place...

“She’s been watching you for a while, Georgina...” the young brunette policewoman whispered.

Raising her hand, the Businesswoman traced Georgina’s nametag with her fingertip,