
                   {ASSD} Virtual Solstice Party 2000
                     Officer Sherry vs. AleciaD
                                 by
                           Kenny N Gamera

Three women walked into the tavern.  Two were dressed in plain 
white tee-shirts and khaki hiking shorts; they finished their 
outfits with ankle socks and tennis shoe. Both wore their brown 
hair tied into pony tails that they had pulled into the gap in 
their matching Detroit Tigers baseball caps.  One had a natural 
thinness about her, the other a fit, athletic bulkiness. 

The other was completely different. 

Tall and blonde, she wore a policeman's top tucked into a tight 
blue skirt. Naturally, she wore both mirror sunglasses and black 
knee length leather boots.  The polish on the boots was enough 
that if one was so inclined to check it was clear that she was a 
natural blonde.  While short a pistol, she did have a night stick 
hung from her belt. 

"Sherry, Kim and I are going to look for Kenny.  Do you want to 
come with us," asked the thin girl. 

"Maybe after you are through with him, Jenny," replied Sherry.  
"Right now, I see someone else that I'd like to come with.  If 
you'll excuse me." 

Sherry waved her two friends off.  Then with dire purpose, she 
walled over to a group of tables surrounded by a mix of jailbait 
and older women (though none are older than twenty-five, Sherry 
thought happily).  The chaperone with the cute Texan accent seemed 
to be busy with a real hot Brit, but this left one of the other 
unoccupied for the time being. 

Time to cull the herd, thought Sherry. 

"Excuse me, ma'am," said Sherry in he ooooh, sssooo official 
voice, "if you will come with me, please!" 

"Officer, what in the world for," asked Alecia. 

"Just come with me, ma'am," restated Sherry with the don't fuck 
with me tone. Sherry, then, lead her away form the table.  After 
un statifyingly small amounts of police brutality with an 
unpleasantly cooperative minor imp that worked a the bar, they 
found an empty room furnished with just a couple of chairs and a 
small table. 

"Oh, Officer, what-..." started to ask Alecia as Sherry checked 
the room for hidden cameras.  Alecia lived in McN Manor long 
enough that she know what was going on. And more importantly, what 
was going to be going on. 

"Quiet!" shouted Sherry as she finished her search.  She had been 
involved with enough interrogations to know that it wasn't wise to 
leave video evidence.  Once she was sure enough, she turned to her 
prisoner.  "You're Canadian aren't you!" demand the police 
officer. 

"Yes, ma'am" 

"Yes, what!?" 

"Yes, I'm Canadian and I'm okay," replied Alecia with all the 
meekness she could muster.  "I fuck all night and I sleep all 
day." 

"Sit!" commanded Sherry angerily.  "You Canadians make me sick.  
Coming into America, passing your slug quarters around.  It's 
getting to the point that you can't watch the shows at the porn 
shops anymore.  And heaven forbid when Charles becomes king.  His 
ugly face will probably break all the vending machines. 

"As if that weren’t enough, You go around strutting your hot 
little Ontario bodies around and steal all the good cock!" 

Alecia decided that she should correct the officer least her 
reputation become spoiled.  "I don't fuck with men, ma'am." 

"Don't fuck men!" shouted Sherry.  "The queen of Quebec doesn't 
fuck men! that's even worse; you go around twitching your nice 
Newfound-'end' around, getting the guys all worked up to the point 
that all a girl can do is lie there getting fucked crossed-eyed to 
the point she can't get any serious sex done. 

"Where are your papers, you Saskatchewan Slut?" 

Alecia looked at her captor, looking all sweet and innocent.  "I 
may have forgot them." 

"Well, I'm going to have to search you to make sure.  Else its 
back to the Northwest Territories with you."  Sherry studied 
Alecia trying to decide where she could have hidden her papers.  
"Strip, but leave the bra on.  I don't want you using your frozen 
hard titties to tempt me from my duties as an American, you Novia 
Scotian snow princess." 

Alecia complied with the command and was soon down to just the 
five inch spike heels and bra.  With the order to grab her ankles, 
she spread her legs well apart and assumed the position anyone who 
has spent a night with Katie McN knows so well. I hope that Katie 
R is taping this, thought Alecia knowing that her body's charms 
were being well displayed. 

Sherry moved behind her and assumed a catcher's crouch, giving 
Alecia a very good view of the promised land.  Slowly she stuck 
one and then another finger into the prisoner's dripping snatch. 

Damn! thought Sherry, she sure is wet as hell.  Well, I can lie 
here just as well as on the witness stand. 

"I'm going to have to lube you up a little to see how much Yukon 
be hiding in here." 

Alecia knew she should be insulted at that seeing as how she had 
already been eaten by the invisible  women and then tortured Rui 
Jorge to death a couple of dozen times.  Still, she enjoyed the 
feelings of the officer's talented tongue gave her. She hoped that 
John A hadn't gone too far away with her "golf" bag, because she 
was going to have to play "a round" with this one a little later, 

Sherry enjoyed what she was doing and from the sounds of Alecia's 
squeals so was her victim, but it was time to finish this search.  
In short order, Sherry add a third finger then a fourth then her 
thumb.  Sent over the edge, Alecia screamed out in her most 
powerful orgasm, yet.  Her spasm were so intense that a folded 
slip of paper fell from her bra, not unnoticed by both women, but 
ignored by mutual consent. 

As she felt Alecia's orgasm die down, Sherry shouted out, "finish 
me off, you Manitoban tart!"  Alecia turned quickly around and 
dropped to her stomach.  With her own talented tongue, she brought 
the overheated cop off in an explosion of sound and wetness. 

As she caressed, her prisoner's head, Sherry picked up and opened 
the paper on the floor.  "I guess you can be her after all," she 
announced without suprise. 

"Well you're not the first cop to play 'let's depot the Canadian' 
with me," answered Alecia. 

"What makes you think I haven't played this game before, either." 
Sherry smiled down at Alecia.  "Now get up.  I have someplace else 
to check for contraband and I've got a few provinces and 
territories left to go, my little British 'Cum-lesbian'" 

 
