Chapter 15

Louisa hesitated.

She wore a tight black Gucci ‘Summer’ dress. Black silk stockings too.

Though much shorter than the ‘trainee’ policewoman, Louisa’s high-heels raised her to almost the same height as Sonya – the Filipino ‘Mail Order Bride’ caressing at Sonya’s unbuttoned pale-blue uniform shirt with the fingertips of her right hand...

“You must hate me...?” Sonya whispered.

“N-No...” Louisa replied with a sigh.

She’d learned what sort of man her husband could be.

“But I did hate you ‘Senorita L’Estranga’...” Louisa confessed,

“I was beginning to hate all policewomen, you see?” she added,

“This fuckin’ uniform – ‘prostitutas’ in a sexy fuckin’ blue shirt, Senorita...” continued Louisa.

Sonya understood – she had thought of herself as a ‘prostitute’ in a policewoman’s uniform shirt more than once,

“Mmmmm...?” purred the young Filipino seductively – she grasped at the front of Sonya’s shirt,

“So then, are you a ‘puta’ huh...?” she asked of the ‘trainee’ policewoman.

Sonya opened her mouth to speak, but thought better of it - what could she say...?

She had long realized just how much of a ‘slut’ she could be,

“Are you just another police ‘whore’ in this uniform shirt, Constable L’Estranga...?”

She released her hold on Sonya.

There was a smear of lipstick over the ‘trainee’ policewoman’s shirt collar.

And, Louisa could detect the aroma of ‘pussy’ in the once crisp pale-blue fabric.

The red-faced ‘trainee’ policewoman’s nipples were hard and erect too.

Shaking her head slowly, she moved back from the ‘trainee’ policewoman...

“Si...?” she prompted - she could see Sonya in her mind, uniform shirt and face drenched in her husband’s cum’...

“Somebody ‘fucked’ you in this shirt, didn’t they - I can almost taste the ‘cum’ they left all over it, you know?”

“Y-Yes...” Sonya admitted - it seemed pointless to deny it.

And, if she was really honest with herself, she wanted Louise to know that she’d had ‘sex’ in her uniform shirt that morning,

“But, you must know I had sex with your ‘Johnno’...?” confessed Sonya in a murmur.

Rain spattered against the glass of the windows facing the rear – streams of runoff rainwater streaked down the side window overlooking the driveway behind ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya L’Estrange...

“Y-Yes...” Louisa agreed.

‘Johnno’ had told her everything.

He had also confessed about the ‘blow jobs’ he’d received from Constable Rhonda Hamilton.

And, he’d been forced to tell his estranged wife about ‘fucking’ Constable Lucinda ‘Juicy Lucy’ McIntyre in lieu of the rent as well - he even boasted of ‘fucking’ Rhonda from time to time, for she was said to be a lesbian,

“But...?” queried Sonya. The woman moved closer again.

“I know about you, ‘Senorita L’Estranga’...” Louisa confirmed in a whisper, raising her hand to gently caress Sonya’s cheek with her fingertips.

“Policewoman ‘Deep Throat’ L’Estranga...?” the Filipino ‘Mail Order Bride’ whispered in her ear.

“You must think I’m a ‘slut’ huh...?” asked Sonya, her uniform shirt still unbuttoned,

“Are we not all ‘sluts’ Sonya...?” replied Louisa philosophically.

It was a rhetorical question, but one with a certain irony...

“Back in Luzon,” Louisa confessed, “I once ‘slept’ with a Carmelite Nun?”

“And, you would not be my first female ‘Pig’...?”

Sonya hesitated yet again – Louisa licked slowly at her lips.

Once more Sonya was unable to answer...?

Louisa had taken the precaution of locking the front door – Sonya had not noticed.

“I have done things I’m not proud of, ‘Senorita L’Estranga’...” Louisa whispered to the ‘trainee’ policewoman.

“Sonya...” corrected the ‘trainee’ policewoman.

“And so have you, Mujer Policía Sonya...?” suggested Louisa with a knowing smile.

The ‘trainee’ policewoman nodded...

“Y-Yes...” she agreed with a sigh.

She now knew that Louisa was bisexual.

There was a moment of silence. Sudden and unexpected.

Almost deafening in its intensity.

And neither Sonya nor Louisa could even hear the rain outside.

Sonya leaned against the side wall and smiled sheepishly at the dark-haired Filipino.

In reality, she knew little about ‘Johnno’ Johnston or Louisa...?

Bernadette Woodville had mentioned that she’d joined the Victoria Police at the same time as ‘Johnno’ Johnstone, but she had gained Promotion far quicker under the old female seniority list whereas ‘Johnno’ had been passed several times for Sergeant. And whilst, ‘Integration’ now meant the seniority list was no longer divided along gender lines, Bernadette was still senior in rank to the chauvinistic policeman.

That was partly why Senior Constable ‘Johnno’ Johnston was so contemptuous of all female police officers...

“If I didn’t know any better...?” the ‘trainee’ policewoman whispered.