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Subject: {ASSM} RP GSN05 - Officer Sherry vs. the Out of Control Story Idea {Kenny N. Gamera} (FfM, Fdom, preg/creampies, battering rams)
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                   Girl Scout Nookies 05
      Officer Sherry vs. the Out of Control Story Idea


      Officer Sherry vs. the Out of Control Story Idea

                       Kenny N Gamera

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Welcome to the Girl Scout Nookie story collection.  In
honor of the Girl Scout Cookie season, this collection is
being reposted in the story order sequence we used in the
Girl Scout Nookie Collection story site at

    http://www.asstr.org/~denny/

This is story number 05.

Somebody noticed that Ball Four has ripped off the GSN
story idea and sent Kenny Gamera's venerable Officer Sherry
to investigate (or was that "interrogate"?) Mr. Four.

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Ball Four was sitting in front of the television, pouting
about his recent encounter with a troop of Girl Scouts.
Mind you, most guys would never pout about getting to
sample such a wide range of flavours, even if they had to
be tied up for it (unless he was cmsix who would've wanted
them in baseball spikes sharpened by Ty Cobb and doing a
goose step across his chest, but he is a little odd that
way). He was so pre-occupied with his pouting, he never
noticed the pounding on his door, though it was just as
well, because if he had answered it, he may have been
crushed by the battering ram as it turned his door into
splinters.

With the death cry of his door, he looked behind him. A
police officer stood in the enterence way of his home. She
was tall for a woman, and golden blonde braids hung from
beneath her riot helmet. Her uniform was form fitting black
leather. If not for her shape, one would be waiting for her
to start singing about the navy.

She stared into his eyes as she threw aside the battering
ram in a causal way, which prevented anyone from guessing
that she meant to break not just the lamp but the end table
as well.

"Hello, hello. And what's all of this them?"

"What?"

The cop hit Ball on the head with a night stick.

"I'll ask the questions, Mr. Ball Four, if that is your
name...."

"It is."

"Good. This is the fourth door I had to break down,
looking for you. Mind you, I spent an hour beating the
truth out them before I would let them go, just in case you
were a master of disguise.

"And because I enjoyed it."

She hit Ball on the head with the night stick.

"Ow! What you do that for?"

"Because I enjoyed it. You don't think that I became a
professional dom just because the bribes weren't paying
enough, now are you?" She hit Ball on the head with the
night stick. "Besides my plate displine has always sucked."

She flipped open a small notebook and glance at a note.

"Now, Mr. Four. Did you or did you not post a blatant rip
off of a Frank McCoy story yesterday afternoon to
alt.sex.stories.moderated now archived at
http://www.asstr.org/files/Collections/Alt.Sex.Stories.Mode
rated/Year2005/50775"

"Yes."

She hit Ball on the head with the night stick.

"Just answer the question."

"I did."

"You did what?"

"Answered the question."

She hit Ball on the head with the night stick.

"Mr. Four do I need to take you into the station and rough
you up a little."

"No."

She hit Ball on the head with the night stick.

"So you didn't post said story to ASSM?"

"No." Sherry raised her arm. "I mean, yes, I did post a
blatent rip off of a Frank McCoy story yesterday."

"Very good. No honour amoung thieves seeing as how he
stole it from Kenny Gamera." She closed the note book.
"Seeing as how you confessed before I had a chance to beat
it out of you..."

"Before?"

She hit Ball on the head with the night stick.

"...before I had a chance to beat it out of you." She
sneered at him. "Spoilsport. I will just have to take care
of you now."

Ball glanced at the night stick. He swallowed hard. It was
not a regulation model, or at least the ones that cops
carried on television were nowhere near as thick. He also
didn't think that both ends of a regulation night stick
would be shaped like the heads of a circumsised penis. Then
again, he could be wrong.

"You're not going to...?"

"Me?" Sherry shook her head. "Naw, I won't do a thing to
you. I let my cadet explorer take care of my light work.
Stacy."

Through the splintered wood of the door stepped a girl in
an identical, tight-fitting leather outfit. She did not
fill it in quite the same way, seeing as how she was a slim
fourteen year old girl. Her light brown hair came out from
beneath her riot helmet in braids similar to Sherry's much
lighter hair.

"Stacey. This is Mr. Ball Four. Mr. Ball Four this is my
cadet explorer, Stacey. She will be in charge of the rest
of your interogation."

Ball's heart stopped. His tongue dropped to the floor. As
he stood from his chair, he stepped on it but never
noticed. The young girl was an angel in black leather. The
uniform clung to the slim curves of an almost woman. For
the first time in two days, he quit pouting about Girl
Scouts.

Stacey marched over to the over excited dirty old man. She
glared at him like he was a nerd who asked her out and she
had to decide whether the football team or the basketball
team was going to toss him in the dumpster. With a hard
thrust of her hand, she pushed him to the floor. He fell
with a thud. He never felt the pain as the girl struggled
out of the tight leather pants revealing nothing but light
peach fuzz growing around her peach.

She glanced down with a fair imatation of her mentor's
sneer. Sherry handed her a pair of medical shears. She
snipped a the crease just below the crotch of one leg
enough to get the tip inside. She cut around his thigh then
up along the seam to the waist band. She repeated this on
the opposite leg, leaving a short shaped opening in his
clothing. She finally smiled, when she noticed his erect
penis.

"Not as bad as I was told." She snickered. "Seen better
though."

Sherry glanced at her wrist watch. "Get a move on it, we
still have cmsix to visit. I promised to waltz with you on
him if he didn't write a Girl Scout story, and we still
need to get our high heels from Ty Cobb before he has to
return to his grave."

Stacey mounted the man's penis and bounce on it. After
more bounces than he thought he could hold it but fewer
than he wanted, he filled the girl with his seed.

"Oh, yes. Fill me up. Give me all of your baby making jism."

Those words caused another eruption from Ball's penis. He
smiled to himself (not out loud, Stacey also had a matching
night stick and she wasn't holding it like she would hit
him) and thought about how much better this was than Mr.
Hand and a nookie taste test.

"Okay, Stacey has he filled up."

Stacey shrugged. "Sorta, I think."

"Well, we need to get going to Frank McCoy and punish him
for his story archived at
http://www.asstr.org/files/Collections/Alt.Sex.Stories.Moder
ated/Year2005/50746." She glanced back at the prone man.
"I'll be back tomorrow with Shannon and her sister Jenny.
In fact, I have a dozen junior high school cadet explorers
that you are going to fuck till they catch."

"Why?"

"First, to punish Frank McCoy. He'll eat their little
cream pies and know he won't get to knock them up. Second,
to break you."

"Break me?"

"Yes, a dozen child support payments."

Ball screamed until he was hoarse.

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Copyright Kenny N Gamera 2005

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