I was a fresh rookie when I drew this prostitution sting operation. Wiggling back and forth along a the three block strip, trying not to fall off my incredibly high heels was not my idea of real police work. My dad had been a beat cop and both my brothers were narcs. I wanted to make them proud, but this wasnt the way I wanted to do it.
"Jen, you are not working vice!" dad had said when I told him.
"Pop, you know as well as I do that I have to do what Im assigned to. I cant pick and choose my jobs."
"Look, Ill call in some favors. I can get you on traffic detail or something." he said.
"No! Thats not how I want to start my career...." I answered, getting up from the table to pour another cup of coffee.
"But its dangerous Jen. You weigh what? Maybe 98 pounds, how are you going to fight off some pervert?" Dad was gesturing wildly, in danger of knocking over his own coffee. The stains on the table cloth marked past arguments around this table.
"Im up to a hundred and thr...
Read the read of this story, get access now!
Buy membership
Access with SMS
Write story
Get full access to our site from only $21 per month! Full access to ALL stories and ALL movies in our large movie archive!
Do you have a promotion code? Use it here.
Type the promo code in the box below.
Write your own story and recieve a free 1 month membership
Member comments
You need to login to post a comment