Chapter 2

Constable Rhonda Hamilton smiled to herself.

Waiting for her call to be answered, she looked down at the ‘Ribald’ once again.

A few weeks earlier whilst on the Nightshift, she had been joined by her girlfriend – ‘Juicy Lucy’ had shown her the pictures of the two policewomen and the prostitute and they’d kissed. Rhonda had then ‘fucked’ her girlfriend with her policewoman’s baton over the front counter after locking the front door. But that too, she was not about to tell Diana.

Rhonda gazed at the photographs, licking slowly at her trembling lips.

The story depicted in the ‘Ribald’ magazine was simple.

It was almost exactly what had happened with her and ‘Juicy Lucy’ and the prostitute in Banana Alley.

Alone again, Rhonda now began to study the old ‘Ribald’ Magazine closely...

“Yes...?” a familiar female voice sighed.

Rhonda had telephoned Sabrina Morgan.

“Hello there, Sabrina...” greeted the policewoman.

The prostitute hesitated.

“R-Rhonda...?” Sabrina acknowledged finally...

“Constable Rhonda Hamilton from the Avondale Heights Police Station?”

“I was wondering when I’d hear from you, Rhonda...?” Sabrina continued.

Rhonda turned the page of the magazine again,

“But, I still knew that you’d call?” Sabrina added.

Cinstab le Rhonda Hamilton tugged at the collar of her white uniform shirt again,

“Sabrina...”

She continued to look at the ‘Ribald’ Magazine - the policewoman studying each picture in turn.

The prostitute now appeared to be performing cunnilingus on one of the policewomen in the photographs...

“I’m sorry to telephone you at this late hour, Sabrina...?” she whispered,

“B-But...?”

Pausing, Rhonda gazed at the largest of photographs in front of her,

“Not at all...” Sabrina reassured her.

Two weeks previously, it had been Rhonda who’d helped her avoid trouble.

Senior Constable ‘Johnno’ Johnstone had wanted to ‘fuck’ the prostitute...

“I know it’s late, Sabrina?” Rhonda whispered.

Along with both Constable ‘Juicy Lucy’ McIntyre and Constable Anna D’Constanzo, she had secured the prostitute’s release from the ‘Female Cells’ after her arrest.

There had been no criminal charges. The policewomen had dealt with them too.

“Are you on duty, Rhonda...?” Sabrina asked.

“Nightshift...” Rhonda confirmed with a sigh.

“In uniform...?” enquired Sabrina.

Encouraged by Rhonda, Sabrina had later ‘fucked’ the other two policewomen.

The prostitute still had Constable Anna D’Constanzo’s uniform shirt from that night.

And, she had later spent the night with both ‘Juicy Lucy’ and Rhonda afterward...

“You remember,” asked Rhonda, “What you offered to me the other week, don’t you?”

“You want some ‘policewoman’s discount’ then...?” Sabrina enquired.

“Y-Yes...” confirmed Rhonda.

Sabrina had offered Rhonda a ‘special’ in return for what she’d done to help her out.

She had promised that she’d come whenever a policewomen from Avondale Heights called her,

“But, I know it’s late, Sabrina...?” sighed Rhonda.

There was a moment’s silence.

Rhonda turned to the next page of the magazine.

The two policewomen had now been caught by the prostitute’s ‘Pimp’ in the old ‘Ribald’ Magazine,

“But, I really would like a ‘special’...?” she whispered into the telephone.

“Where...?” asked the prostitute.

“Here...?” replied Rhonda.

The policewoman closed the magazine.

“At the police station...?” she continued after a moment’s pause.

Sabrina hesitated.

She was being asked to come down to the Avondale Heights Police Station to ‘fuck’ a policewoman...?

“When...?” enquired Sabrina finally.

Rhonda heard Diana’s footsteps on the stairs again.

“Fifteen minutes, Sabrina...?” she suggested.

“Fifteen minutes it is...” Sabrina agreed almost immediately.

“I owe you...” the prostitute added, almost as an afterthought.

‘Trainee’ Constable Diana Lawson appeared in the doorway with the coffee.

She seemed a little surprised to see her colleague on the telephone...

“I’ll be waiting...” Rhonda assured Sabrina.

The ‘trainee’ hesitated, waiting until Rhonda finished her telephone call.

“Bye...” farewelled Rhonda - she looked up at Diana.

‘Trainee’ Constable Diana Lawson smiled sheepishly.

She had no idea who was on the telephone with Rhonda...?

However, she knew instinctively that it had nothing to do with work - Rhonda smiled back at the ‘trainee’ policewoman.

“Thank you again...” she added - Diana watched Rhonda hang up the telephone...

“Thank you...” she then whispered as Diana served her.

The smell of the freshly percolated coffee filled the small Watchousekeeper’s Office,

“My pleasure, Rhonda...”

‘Trainee’ Constable Diana Lawson had a personal supply of good quality coffee upstairs in her locker.

For the Use of Policewomen only.

Diana sat down beside Rhonda again...

“I took your advice too, Rhonda...” the ‘trainee’ added.

“Oh...?” queried Rhonda, unsure of what Diana was talking about.

“I’ve been very discreet...” explained Diana as she sat back comfortably in her chair.

“Discreet...?” enquired a puzzled Constable Rhonda Hamilton.

Diana paused for a moment and savored a mouthful of coffee.

Rhonda glanced down at the ‘Ribald’ magazine in front of her...

“Bikes ‘n’ dykes...” Diana murmured with a knowing smile.

The police radio crackled but neither policewoman took any real notice.

“Bikes ‘n’ dykes...?” Rhonda whispered in reply.

The ‘trainee’ policewoman nodded.

Rhonda now knew what Diana was talking about.

Not long after they’d arrived at Avondale Heights, the two ‘trainee’ policewomen had been invited to ‘The Tunnel’ Nightclub by Rhonda.

‘Trainee’ Constable Diana Lawson and ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya L’Estrange had enjoyed a drink and a dance with the other policewomen stationed at Avondale Heights.

Sergeant Bernadette Woodville, Senior Constable Rosie Sullivan, and Constable Lucinda McIntyre from the ‘Women Police’ Division had been there too.

And, there had also been Reservist Samantha McKenzie from the ‘District Office’ next door.

It had been at ‘The Tunnel’ that Rhonda had warned Diana about ‘bikes ‘n’ dykes’ in the Victoria Police...

“You’re either a ‘bike’ or a ‘dyke’...” Rhonda had joked.

“You go out with one of the men and you’re a ‘bike’ ... just a ‘slut’ in a policewoman’s uniform?”

Rhonda was being earnest with the attractive young ‘trainee’...

“You decline their advances, then you’re a ‘dyke’...?” she had warned.

“Nobody suspects a thing, Rhonda...?” Rhonda assured Diana.

Certainly, Diana was confident that only within the ‘Uniform Branch’ at least, only Rhonda knew that she was bi-sexual.

Rhonda had not even told her own girlfriend.

And, neither had Reservist Samantha McKenzie said anything.

Diana moved a little closer to Rhonda...

“Johnno Johnstone made a ‘pass’ at me the other night...” she confessed. Rhonda nodded.

The young ‘trainee’ had a mischievous glint in her eye.

Leaving her coffee for the moment, Rhonda reached up and gently began to caress Diana’s cheek with her fingertip.

“And...?” she asked.

Senior Constable ‘Johnno’ Johnstone had made a ‘pass’ at every policewoman at ‘The Heights’ – along with her girlfriend though, Rhonda had been renting a bungalow from him for months. And, he often took a part payment of the rent in the form of sex with ‘Juicy Lucy’ McIntyre and Rhonda...

“He was a little disappointed when I declined his offer...” explained Diana.

“Sounds familiar...” replied Rhonda.

Ironically, ‘Johnno’ had never boasted of ‘fucking’ Constable Rhonda ‘Butch’ Hamilton or Constable ‘Juicy Lucy’ McIntyre – sex with a known lesbian like Rhonda would’ve certainly caused a stir at ‘The Heights’ but he had said nothing,

“Though I don’t mind ‘cock’ occasionally?” Diana conceded...

“But he wasn’t getting what he wanted from me, Constable Hamilton - not like Sinya L’Estrange, if you know what I mean?”

Rhonda nodded. She closed her eyes.

It had only been three days since the policeman had ‘fucked’ her.

‘Johnno’ Johnstone had the good sense to keep quiet about his arrangement with ‘Juicy Lucy’ and Rhonda – though not completely happy with what was happening, Rhonda knew that they had saved a lot of money by giving the policeman a ‘blow job’ and offering themselves to him every other week in lieu of rent...

“I told him I was going out with a ‘Detective’ from Russell Street, you see, Rhonda...?”

“Good girl...” laughed Rhonda.

So far, the ruse had worked. ‘Johnno’ had not questioned the façade.

He seemed content to share the hapless ‘Trainee’ Constable Sonya L’Estrange with Sergeant Chris Matthews for the time being.

Nonetheless, he still fancied the idea of a ‘fuck’ with Diana. ‘Johnno’ wanted to ‘cum’ all over the young ‘trainee’ policewoman’s face and new pale-blue uniform shirt.

And, he was desperate to ‘fuck’ her soon,

“I need to ask a favor tonight...?”

“Rhonda...?”

Slowly, Rhonda lowered her hand - the short-haired blonde running her fingertip gently down Diana’s throat as she whispered to the ‘trainee’...

“That was Sabrina on the telephone...?”

Diana hesitated.

She knew what that meant – the ‘trainee’ undid another of her own uniform shirt’s buttons.

Nobody had come through the front door of the Avondale Heights Police Station since eight o’clock.

Diana however, thought it rude to ask too much of Rhonda for the moment...

“I hope you don’t mind, Constable Lawson?” asked Rhonda,

“Not at all,...” the ‘trainee’ assured her – Diana undid another of her own uniform shirt’s buttons,

“You know how it is...?”

Diana nodded.

“How’s things with you and Lucy...?” the ‘trainee’ policewoman enquired.

Rhonda shrugged. Diana undid yet another of her own new pale blue uniform shirt’s buttons...

Diana had not seen ‘Juicy Lucy’ for a few days...?

But, she’d not really had much to do with the ‘Women Police’ upstairs for a week or so,

“She’s visiting her mum in Sydney...” answered Rhonda after a moment’s hesitation.

“Everything okay?” queried Diana, sensing a little concern in Rhonda’s voice.

“Her mum’s not well, I’m afraid...” the older policewoman explained.

“So, Lucy’s looking after her for a month or so on compassionate leave...” Rhonda added.

“Leaving you all alone, Rhonda...?” teased Diana in a whisper.

Rhonda nodded.

“You going to go up to Sydney for a visit then?” the ‘trainee’ asked. Rhonda shook her head.

“Lucy hasn’t told her mum about me, you see, Diana?” Rhonda admitted - it was something that Diana understood only too well...

“Her mum has no idea that she’s a lesbian, does she?”

“N-No...” confirmed Rhonda with a sigh.

“Oh dear...?”

Diana had sympathy for Rhonda.

Lesbianism was still rather taboo.

“So, I’m all alone for a while, Diana?”

The ‘trainee’ policewoman nodded.

Diana as well had not even told her own parents that she was bisexual either.

Nor had Rhonda confessed to her own family for that matter...

“So, that’s why I need a favor tonight...?”

Diana nodded without speaking.

“I hope you don’t mind, “Rhonda asked, “But, I’m going to put you on the spot a little, aren’t I, Diana?”

The ‘trainee’ hesitated again. She had no reservation about what Rhonda was asking nevertheless.

Undeterred, Rhonda began to unbutton her own uniform shirt – the older white short-sleeved policewoman’s shirt seemed to suit her far more than the new pale blue,

“And, I will make it up to you, Diana...?” she promised solemnly.

“What sort of favor, Rhonda...?” asked the ‘trainee’ with a knowing smile.

“A personal favor, you could say?” replied...?” replied Rhonda.

“A personal favour huh...?” Diana queried.

Rhonda nodded.

“Of course I will, Rhonda...” Diana confirmed – the ‘trainee’ peeled open her unbuttoned uniform shirt.