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~ Crash Course ~

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Top 25: Jun. 9, 2003

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Crash Course

By Larisa

Hecate3366@frontiernet.net

The road opened up before Largo Coogan, her long dark hair flew out the window of her truck and whipped back into her pale blue eyes. It was her first weekend off in

weeks and she planned on spending it fishing at the Shenandoah River. Turning down a back road that would put her a short distance from the cabin she had bought years

earlier, she slowed and puled to the side to let a Department of Highways go past with their brush hog. She watched in her side view mirror as they moved further down the

field, turned onto the hard-topped road, and disappeared from sight. Shifting her truck into first gear, she puled back onto the road and took another side road that would take

her to her cabin. Just as she made the bend, she caught a flash of yelow and then felt the impact when what ever it was hit her head on.

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Garrison Dexter looked down at her watch and swore under her breath, she had just under an hour to make it home and get cleaned up for her date. She had been dating

Vanna for the last month and this would be the first time that they went away together for a weekend. She was a little nervous about the idea; they hadn't slept together only

fooled around a little. She wasn't ready for a commitment but thought that becoming more intimate wouldn't hurt. If truth be known, she wasn't the touchy feely kind and wasn't

al that concerned with sex. It was nice but not the entire reason to be with someone. She wanted to connect on a deeper level, one of the mind and soul, with Vanna; she

didn't think that was possible. The woman was a blonde and most of the time she made no sense what's so ever, Garrison just smiled and nodded her head at what ever Vanna

said to her.

"You could buy a parrot and have a more intelectual conversation and a vibrator for needy times." Picking up the weed whacker and putting it into the back of the DOH truck,

she ran around and crawled up into the cab. Turning the engine over of the large work truck, she shifted it into gear and puled out from beside the river. She looked to her

watch again and saw that time had slipped by during her daydream, hitting the gas pedal; she whipped the steering wheel to the left and felt the impact before it happened. She

slammed into the steering wheel, felt the smal squares of windshield glass rain down on her and then the sound of tearing metal.

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Largo sat up from where she was sprawled in her truck, she winced at the pain in her chest and wiped at the warm trickle running down the side of her face. Blinking her eyes,

she saw that she was not across the seat but lying on the ceiling of her truck. Groaning with each movement or breath, she puled herself out of the window and onto the

ground. Flipping over onto her back, she moved each limb and determined that nothing was broken. What confused her was what she had hit or hit her; she turned her head

and saw the tangled yelow of a DOH truck. "Son of a bitch." She mumbled and crawled her way to the tangled metal, puling herself up to the window, she saw a smal body

crumbled on the floor. "Hey…can you hear me?" She moved closer and reached through the window to touch short messy blonde hair. "Ohh please don't be dead, I don't

need this right now or ever." Crawling halfway through, she grabbed the back of a worn Levi jacket and puled the smal body out of the truck. Hurting like Hel, she roled

them away from the truck and lay gasping with the smaler body resting on top of her.

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A low moan and then green eyes blinked open to a fierce pounding behind them; Garrison lifted her head a little and felt the world tilt sideways, quickly closing her eyes, she

fought back the nausea that threatened her. She had no idea where she was or what happened to her, opening her eyes slower, she saw light blue in front of her and felt the

softness beneath her aching body. Pushing up onto one hand, she blinked her eyes until her vision cleared. Moving off to the side, she looked down into the face of a Goddess.

Using her other hand, she wiped the blood from a high cheekbone and watched as eyes fluttered open and looked up at her.

"Since you're alive, that means I can kil you now." Largo growled in a raspy voice.

"Excuse me," She blinked her eyes, shook her head and moaned from the pain. "Why would you want to kil me, I didn't do…" She folowed a long finger to the two mangled

trucks and groaned. "You hit me I didn't hit you!"

Largo sat up and grabbed her neck and forehead. "Bulshit, I was just turning the bend when you plowed me." She pointed to where her truck lay upside down and off to the

side. "See how far down your truck is and where my truck is…totaly mangled!"

Green eyes narrowed to take in what the dark women was saying, she shook her head and pointed to where there was blue paint on the hood of her yelow truck. "Nah ahhh,

you tried to run over the top of me!" Largo fel back on the ground and cussed under her breath, puling out her walet, she flipped it open and flashed a gold badge.

"The Hel I did and if you push me much further, I'l crawl over to my truck, get my gun and shot you!"

"Ohh shit…I hit a cop!" She struggled to her feet and immediately colapsed to her knees. "I don't feel so good…" She spun around and lost what little bit of food was in her

stomach. "I'm dying…" She heaved again and felt arms wrap around her stomach to support her. "This isn't good..." Largo felt her slump in her arms and then her head fel

forward.

"For once you're right." She moved so that she could swing her up into her arms, grunted and got to her feet. "Now what do I do?" She looked at their trucks and knew it was

too far to walk to the road and the chances of someone coming by were slim. The sun was starting to set and she was feeling weaker by the moment. "Guess it's my cabin

…shit my keys." She wandered back over to her truck, placed Garrison down on the ground and reached through the window for her keys. Exhausted and hurting more than

she thought possible, she picked Garrison up and stumbled in the direction of her cabin.

It was dark when she finaly stumbled up on the smal porch and fel against the door. Working her keys from her pocket, she fumbled with them and finaly got the door

unlocked. Searching with her elbow, she hit the inside light on and squinted. "What am I gonna do with you, you're not supposed to be sleeping so now what?" She carried her

across the room to her queen size bed and eased her down. Giving up on anything else, she crawled up beside the smaler woman and fel asleep.

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Garrison moaned and roled over into a warm body, she reached out, felt around, and realized that it was not Vanna's body lying next to her. It was someone who was much

bigger and taler than either one of them. Crawling off the bed, she fumbled around until she found a lamp on the bedside table. Flipping it on, she looked down at the sleeping

form of the tal cop. Remembering that she had tossed her cookies and that her mouth tasted like something died in it, she searched for a bathroom to solve that problem. She

searched through the drawers and cabinet until she found a new toothbrush and toothpaste. With her teeth brushed and face washed of the dirt and grime, she puled her shirt

up to see an ugly bruise on her ribs. She could only imagine the other places that were different colors and wondered about the cop. "I might as wel not even bother caling

Vanna; she kissed me off after not showing up…again." Going back into the other living area, she looked around at the dust covers on the furniture. "I wonder who this place

belongs to."

"It's mine," Largo said from where she was sitting on the edge of the bed. "I was coming up here to do some fishing." She stood up and grabbed her chest in agony. "I never

thought I'd be in an accident on my first free weekend in months."

"Wel, I never thought I'd wake up in bed next to a cop either." Garrison moved closer to her and looked at her closely. "We need to get out of here, see doctors and report the

accident."

"I'm not going anywhere, I came here to fish and that's what I'm gonna do if it kils me."

"It just might, you have one Hel of a cut above your eyebrow. You need stitches and I need my ribs wrapped, I think a few got cracked." She dropped down on the bed and

ran her fingers through her hair. "I am in so much trouble, first I wreck a county truck and then I miss my date. Vanna's probably picked up a new girlfriend and I can kiss my

future sex life goodbye."

Largo snorted and gently pressed fingertips to her eyebrow. "Who needs sex, fishing is more thriling." She went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror over the sink,

wetting a washrag she puled from the drawer; she cleaned her face and looked closer at the cut. "It's not so bad, a few butterflies and I'l be ready to tackle some catfish in the

morning." She puled the first aid kit from under the sink, grabbed what she needed and went to work on her injuries. When she was finished, she puled off her t-shirt, kicked

off her boots and dropped her filthy Levis. Wandering back out into the cabin, she headed for her bed. "There's nothing we can do until morning, get some sleep and we'l

figure out what to do then."

Green eyes narrowed, Garrison walked over to the bed and looked down at the half-naked cop. "So you're just going to go to sleep," She felt her anger rising when Largo

nodded her head and closed her eyes. "I don't even think so and who are you anyway?"

"Yes I am and its Lt. Largo Coogan, now stop yapping and get some sleep."

"Where am I supposed to sleep, I'm not sleeping with you again."

"Suit yourself, but I'm sleeping in my nice comfortable bed." She roled over and puled a pilow to her chest. Garrison grabbed her head and cussed to herself.

"This is a payback of some kind; I'm stranded with a cop who could give a shit." She took off her boots and Levis and looked around at the couch across the room. She

walked over to it and lifted the dust cover off to see a fine layer of dust on the cushions. "I am not sleeping on that…" She looked back over to where Largo was and sighed.

"What the Hel, at least I can be comfortable for a few hours." She went back over and crawled on to the bed to hug the edge. She grabbed onto the edge when she felt the

bed bounce beneath her and struggled when long arms puled her against a warm body. She was about to yel at Largo and then heard a deep snore and warm breath wash

across her neck. "Ohh great, I'm in bed with an octopus." She tucked one hand beneath her chin and gripped the much larger hand of the cop with her other. She had to admit,

it felt good to be held by someone even though it was a total stranger.

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Garrison woke to the smel of bacon cooking and fresh coffee, she roled over and looked to the smal kitchen to see Largo puling plates from the drainer and filing them with

food. Easing from the bed, she swung her legs over the side and groaned. She felt like her truck had run her over a few times before stopping. Grabbing her sore ribs, she got

up and shuffled towards the smal breakfast nook by a large window.

"How are you feeling?" Largo asked as she set a plate and cup of coffee before her.

"Like shit, that's how." She took a sip of the hot coffee and looked into the palest blue eyes she had ever seen. "My names Garrison Dexter by the way and how are you

feeling?"

A smal grin came to her face when she sat down across from Garrison with her own plate and coffee. "I've felt better, but never slept better than I did last night." She winked

at a blushing Garrison and started in on her eggs.

"There has got to be something wrong with you, your truck is smashed, you're beat ta Hel and you act like nothings wrong."

"It's a beautiful morning, the rivers calm and I hear the fish caling my name."

Garrison roled her eyes and shook her head. "Is that al you think about is fishing, what about getting help out here?"

Largo lifted a hand in the air, waved and yeled, "Help!" She grinned and went back to eating her breakfast.

"That realy did something; I guess it's left up to me to get wreckers out here and to contact the police. Do you have a phone here?" She looked around the smal kitchen and

didn't see one.

"Nope hate the things."

"What about a cel phone?"

"Nope hate the things."

"Just great, is there anything you like?" She knew it was a mistake when she saw a wicked grin cross the cops face. "Let me guess, fishing!"

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Garrison walked out of the cabin after dressing and started off down the dirt road to where her truck was; she could use the radio and cal the shop. Hopefuly, there was

someone around to answer her and send out a wrecker. As she walked, she looked over to the riverbank and caught sight of Largo up to her hips in the water and casting her

fishing line out. "She's insane, worse than a footbal fan during the Super bowl play offs." She trudged down to the mangled trucks and felt fear at the sight. "My God, we could

have been hurt worse or even kiled!" She looked closely at each truck and felt tears fil her eyes. "It was my fault, I could have kiled her." She dropped to the ground, rested

her head on her knees and felt the sobs over take her. She didn't know how long she sat there crying, she looked up when she felt arms wrap around her from behind and saw

that the sun was high above. "It was my fault, I could have kiled you." She started to sob al over again, turned and pressed her face into Largo's chest.

"Forget about it, it's in the past and we're both alright." She rested her cheek on Garrison's crown and looked out to where she could see the river through the trees. She

always found peace here at the river but never completeness like the one she felt now with the smal blonde in her arms. Giving her a tight hug, she puled back a little and

wiped the tears from her face. "Let's go back up to the cabin, there's nothing we can do unless we want to walk to the nearest house. I have a duffle bag in my truck and a

handheld radio that I can cal the office with." She helped Garrison up and then headed over to search for her stuff, seeing how bad her truck was, she knew that Garrison was

right. She could have been kiled if she had been thrown from the cab, she never wore her seatbelt and that would change immediately. Grabbing what she found, she handed a

few shopping bags to Garrison, and carried the rest in her hands. "I brought more food with me, so we don't have to worry about starving." She looked down into misty green

eyes and smiled. "Stop worrying about it, we're gonna relax and enjoy the peace and quiet." She walked up ahead of her and then turned back to face her. "Is there someone

you need to cal, ya know, maybe a family member or something?"

"My mom and my boss, I'm not worried about my girlfriend." She gave Largo a smal smile.

"Won't she be worried about you; I mean if I was your girlfriend and you went missing I'd be worried." She dropped her eyes to watch where she was walking to keep her

blush from wide green eyes.

"She probably doesn't realize that I'm not with her, she's a ditz." She moved up beside Largo and placed a hand on her arm to stop her. "What about you, is there anyone

wondering where you are. I mean I know you came to fish but when your truck gets hauled in, is there anyone who can take you home?"

"I'l have one of the officer's drive me home, good thing I have another vehicle at home."

"I'l cal my insurance company once I get back home and they'l take care of your truck. I'm realy sorry about everything; I was in a hurry to get home and wasn't paying

attention." She felt tears form in her eyes and sniffed them back.

"As of right now, no more guilt over this, I have fresh fish up at the cabin for lunch and we're gonna eat and then relax after I radio in, OK?"

"You're cleaning and cooking them right, I can't cook worth a damn and the fish would look like they went through a shredder if I touched them."

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After they had lunch and cleaned up the dishes, Largo went to where she had placed her radio on the coffee table. She puled off the dust cover on the couch, used it to wipe

the dust off and dropped down onto the overstuffed cushion. Turning the radio on, she clicked the button and heard it crackle. "Anyone copy this radio?" She held it up to her

ear and heard a slight buzz, getting up; she went outside and tried again. "This is Lt. Coogan, anyone copy?"

"Go ahead Lt. this is dispatch."

"I need you to send two wreckers from impound out to my cabin and have one of the drivers bring me a cel phone."

"Yes ma'am, I'll call down there right away. Is there anything else you need?"

"Yeah, send me a case of beer; I forgot to bring some with me." She smiled at the radio when the dispatcher snorted. Her obsession with fishing was wel known through out

the police station and everyone knew not to bother her while she was at her cabin.

"Alrighty then, I'll have the wreckers out in the next five minutes. Have fun Lt. and don't forget my fresh fish or my husband will hunt you down."

"One order of bass and catfish wil be on your desk Monday morning. Thanks Sue, I owe ya." She clicked off the radio and went back into the cabin to find Garrison cleaning.

"I can do that, you're my guest here."

"Maybe so but you've done al the cooking and caught our lunch." She looked up from where she was dusting the mantle over the fireplace and grinned. "I can't cook but I can

clean," She placed the oil lantern back where it came from and approached Largo. "Did you get through to the police station?"

"Yep, the dispatcher is sending out our wreckers and they're bringing a cel phone with them." She sat down on the now cleaner couch thanks to Garrison and looked up at her.

"I'm sure you can catch a ride back with them if you want, he can drop you off at home."

Garrison thought for a minute and nodded her head. "I think that would be a good idea, I can cal the hot-line for my insurance company and get the bal roling. And as much

as I hate the thought, I can get a hold of my boss and break the bad news to him."

Largo felt her spirits plummet; she had hoped that Garrison would stay the weekend with her. She would love the company and enjoy having someone who wasn't involved

with law enforcement to talk to. The officers she worked with couldn't put her rank aside during off duty hours and it irritated her that al they wanted to talk about were the

arrests they made. Puling herself out of her thoughts, she nodded her head at Garrison and got up from the couch. "Let me get you one of my cards so you can contact me."

Garrison folowed the tal woman with her eyes and saw that her decision had hurt her in some way. It surprised her that Largo had come here to get away from everything but

looked almost depressed that she would be leaving with one of the guys coming for their trucks. Not even Vanna acted this way when she had to leave her company. "This is

interesting; maybe once I get everything done, I can do something for her." She took the card from Largo and looked at the numbers at the bottom. "You do have a cel

phone."

"Yeah but I don't carry it when I come here, if I don't have it, they can't bother me."

"But they're bringing you one."

"I'l leave it here for emergencies; it'l be easier than having the phone company run lines and everything."

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Largo looked up from where she sat on the porch reading a magazine on bass fishing when she heard a horn blowing. Dropping the magazine down, she yeled in to Garrison

and then jogged down to where the wreckers were parked. She recognized the dispatcher's husband and raised a hand in greeting. "Hey Buddy, I'l have fish for ya on

Monday and I realy appreciate it that you guys came out here." The burly man walked up to her and held out his huge hand.

"No problem Lt. I was bored as Hel just sitting at the shop," He took in the trucks and shook his head. "Looks like your truck is totaled and the DOH won't be driven any

time soon if at al. Where's the driver?"

"She'l be down in a minute, she needs a ride home, can you do it?"

"Sure no problem," He rubbed his whisker covered chin and tilted his head to the side. "It wouldn't happen to be Garri Dexter would it?"

"My day just crashed and burned!" Garrison said from behind Largo. "You aren't gonna cal my mom are ya Uncle Buddy?"

"What's it worth ta ya Garri?" His hazel eyes twinkled down at her and a wicked grin crossed his features.

"How about 20lb of those ribs you like from Red, White and Blue?" She knew her Uncles weakness for the ribs that she got in Hagerstown and from the huge smile and

nodding head; she knew she was safe for a while.

Largo shook her head and chuckled. "Between the two of us, they'l be eating good for the next week. I promised your Aunt fresh fish and now you owe them ribs." She took

the cel phone and beer from a grinning Buddy and squeezed Garrison's shoulder. "Why didn't you tel me your Aunt was my dispatcher?"

"To be honest, I didn't think about it. Must be from hitting my head, at least I hope so and I didn't have a blonde moment." She missed the feel of warm fingers when Largo

moved her hand, and wished that she was staying to get to know the quiet cop. "Wel Uncle Buddy, I'l give you guys a hand with the mess I caused and then face the music

when I cal mom and my boss." She turned to Largo and gave her a tight hug. "Thank you for everything, I'l cal you as soon as I hear from my insurance company."

"You can cal me anytime and not just for insurance information." She gave her a bright smile, a wink and then walked back up towards her cabin.

"Ohh Garri, what have you done this time?" She turned to see her Uncle starring off after Largo with a strange expression on his face.

"What do you mean and for some reason I don't think it's about smashing into Largo?"

"She doesn't give out her number to anyone and now she just told you to cal her."

Garrison looked to see Largo disappear from sight and grinned. "Is that so, then I feel very lucky that she has. Now let's get a move on, your partner there is already done with

Largo's truck."

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Largo dropped down onto the couch, propped her feet up on the coffee table and looked out the window to the river. She had never felt as alone as when she came into the

cabin after leaving Garrison, she thought it was kind of stupid after knowing the smaler woman only a day. "Maybe you got brain damage from roling around in your truck?"

Closing her eyes, she pressed back into her couch and drifted off to sleep.

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Garrison dropped down onto her ratty old couch, picked up her phone and dialed her boss's number. She knew he was going to blow a gasket, she just hoped his wife was

around for when he dropped over from a coronary. She waited for the phone to be answered and sighed when her boss' wife answered.

"Hi it's Garri, is Melvin around?"

"Nope, he went with the guys to watch the horse races. I'll give him a message if you want."

"Ohh Hel…tel him that I wiped out the state truck near the river and it's been towed to the police impound lot."

"How in the Hell did you do that Garri?"

"You know that real bad bend before you get to the blacktop, wel, a truck was coming up and I was going down. The worst part is, I hit Largo Coogan…"

"The Lt. for homicide investigations?"

"That would be her, I have to cal my insurance and have them go out and see her truck. It's totaled and they are not going to be happy with me, neither is my mom for that

matter."

They spoke for a few more minutes before she hung up and caled her insurance company and then her mom. She sighed with relief when her insurance man acted like her

wrecking two trucks was nothing but she knew he was grinning like a maniac. Her insurance premiums would rise to an astronomical high and the funds could knock the USA

out of debt. Her day got even better when she got her mom's answering machine, as quick as she could; she left a short message and hung up. "If I'm not here, then she can't

cal and bitch at me!" She ran to her bedroom, grabbed a gym bag, filed it with some clothes, got her tackle box and rod and ran out the door to her Ford Ranger. "I hope

Largo doesn't mind me showing up and disturbing her peace." She remembered the expression on the tal cops face and knew that it wouldn't be a problem. After stopping off

at a smal store for beer and chicken livers, she headed back towards Largo's cabin and a weekend of relaxation.

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Largo was on the bank of the river bent over at the waist and peering into the waters depths. She held out a hook baited with chicken livers, and whispered. "Ya'l see this

here; it's the best damn livers in West Virginia. I kiled the chickens myself and ripped their livers out through their noses." She stood up, wobbled, gently cast her line out into

the river, and then sat down to watch it. This was her favorite type of fishing; catching catfish was a thril to her. The lazy fish would put up one hel of a fight when hooked and

where huge beasts. Popping open a beer, she took a long sip and placed it between her outstretched legs. Leaning back against a log, she kept her eyes on the tip of her rod

and waited.

"Do you always talk to the river or just when it starts to get dark?" Garrison walked up beside her and put her tackle box and other items down.

"Ya know if ya talks ta them, they'l come." She grinned and held up a beer to Garrison. "I'm glads ya came back, I didn't know ya fished."

"Who doesn't in this area, I usualy go down to the dam but I don't like being down there when it gets dark. I brought some more beer and chicken livers." She took a sip of

the ice-cold beer and placed it on top of her tackle box. Baiting her hook, she tossed it not far from where Largo's line was and took a seat next to her. "How long have you

been out here?"

Largo looked inside the plastic bag next to her and counted five empty beer cans. "Ohh five beers worth of fishin and I ain't caught a one." She slurred and grinned at Garrison.

Garrison lifted an eyebrow and shook her head. "If you fal in the river I'm not going in after you."

"Ahhh why not, I heards that I'ms the catch of the county." She cupped her breasts and talked to them. "Ya hear that girls…hopes ya'l ready ta be floatin devices…Garri won't

save us."

Garrison snorted and turned her attention back to their rods and saw the tip of Largo's bouncing. "Hey Largo you got a bite!" She watched as Largo sat up, grabbed her rod

and jerked it so hard that she fel backwards.

"Is he stil there?" She asked from where she laid sprawled out on the ground.

"I don't know how but yeah, it's stil on your line." Her mouth dropped open when Largo got up and ran out into the river, she jumped up when she dove under and didn't

surface after a few minutes. "Ohh I can't believe you did that!" She looked around, covered her eyes and gave out a string of swear words that could melt an iceberg. "I swear

if you're not drowning out there I wil kick your ass!" She kicked off her boots and dove into the river. Diving down, she opened her eyes and looked around for Largo, panic

set in and she swam out further before running out of air and surfacing. She looked around and yeled when she was grabbed from behind.

"So ya's does think I'm worth savin."

"I should kick your ass Largo, you scared the shit outta me!" She spun in her arms and went nose to nose with her. "You're insane and I should drown you out here."

"Would it make ya feels better ifs I gots the fish?" She puled her hand up and wiggled the catfish in front of Garrison. "Looks at its whiskers, ain't they cute?"

"Largo, it's a smely fish with great big spurs on its face, it's not cute."

Largo tilted her head to the side and shrugged her shoulders. "Do ya's think I'm cute…I gots great tits and a big ole fishin pole." She wiggled her brows and gave Garrison a

toothy grin. "Wanna see it?"

"Are you hitting on me Lt?"

"Uuhmmm nope…maybe…so do ya wanna sees my pole?" She picked Garrison up and carried her out of the water, Garrison then realized that they hadn't been in that deep

of water and she had been holding onto the tal cop. Largo put her down on the bank, took her hand and led her over to the trees; she dropped the catfish inside a big

Coleman cooler and pointed with a weaving finger. "See my big ole pole?" Garrison roled her eyes; she had been hoping in the darkest area of her mind that by big ole pole

she meant something other than a deep-sea fishing rod. "Ohh so I sees that ya was thinking somethin else…gots one… just not with me." She wobbled back over to the log

and dropped down onto the ground. "Come on Garri, let's sees if we can catch another fishy." She waved a hand at Garrison's pole and grabbed another beer. "I can taste

catfishy nuggets already."

"I'm sure you can with those numb taste buds you have." She went back over and sat down beside a drunken Largo. "Is this how you normaly fish, three sheets to the wind?"

"Nopes, was kinda sad when ya lefts." She winked at her in slow motion. "Happy camper nows though, gots a fishin buddy." She baited her hook and cast it back out into the

river. "Evens jumps in the dirty ole river afters me." She bumped shoulders with Garrison. "Loves ya man!" Garrison just sat laughing deep inside at how Largo was acting, she

had a feeling that no one ever saw this side of the tal cop. "Watch me pole…gotta kils some bushes." She crawled away from Garrison and then puled her self up by a tree

limb; green eyes folowed her by the lantern light and roled when she fel. "Damns bushes gots hands!" Garrison busted out laughing at al the noises coming from Largo in the

bushes and then her faling back out from where she had been. "Lots of dead bushes in the mornin." She lay there and sighed. "Deserves it afters they grabs me ass." She roled

over and crawled back over to a stil laughing Garrison. "You waits, they get your ass too." She drained her beer and placed the empty can in the bag before opening another

one.

After four more beers, Garrison looked towards the bushes and sighed. She got up on unsteady feet and went to the bushes with a rol of her eyes. While out working on

roads, she had no choice but to visit the bushes when nature caled. Now was different, she never had someone as close by as Largo was. Looking back over her shoulder at

Largo who was humming to herself and watching the end of her rod with crossed eyes, she stepped into the bushes. Dropping her wet and clammy Levis, she sighed with

relief as her painfuly ful bladder emptied.

"Kils em good Garri, gots hands and roamin fingers"

"Just what I want, fingers from a bush." She puled up her Levis and stepped out of the bushes.

"Wants mine," She wiggled her fingers at her and grinned. "Nots usin 'em right now."

"Maybe later, right now I think we should get you back up to the cabin and into bed. Al though you and I both could use a shower but you'l fal asleep in there." She reeled in

their lines, propped the rods against a tree and picked up their coolers in one hand. "Come on Largo, I'l help you up to the cabin and come back for the other stuff."

"Okey dokey…gonna put me ta bed?" She wrapped an arm around Garrison and puled her close. "Wil ya reads me a dirty story?" She nuzzled Garrison's neck and felt her

shiver from the contact. "Or I can tels ya one insteads."

"Ohh I just bet you can, come on Largo it's past your bedtime."

After Largo was put to bed, Garrison went back down to the river and brought the rest of their stuff up, placed it on the deck and took the catfish inside. She found a plastic

bag, placed the fish inside and put it inside the refrigerator. Sighing at how tired and a little drunk she was, she went in for a quick shower and came out dressed in boxers and a

wife beater. A deep moan came past her lips when she heard Largo snoring. Getting into bed, she roled her onto her side and hoped that it would stop her snoring. Burying her

face in a pilow, she sighed and fel asleep to the sound of snorting.

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They woke at the same time but remained motionless; the feeling of holding each other was nothing like they had ever felt before. Hugging Largo tighter, Garrison sighed and

burrowed into her chest. She sniffed and raised her head to look down into sleepy blue eyes. "As much as I'm enjoying this, you realy need a shower. You smel like the river

and fish." A cocky grin came to Largo's face along with a wink. "Ohh, don't you even say what I think you're gonna say." Garrison roled away from her and held out a hand.

"Come on, I'l even run the water for you."

"You'd do that for me…how about hold my head for me, I think it's about to fal off." She moaned when she got up and felt the hammers start to pound behind her eyes.

"That's what you get for drinking so much." Garrison helped her to the bathroom and turned on the shower. "I'l get you some aspirins and another beer; you know a hair of the

dog and al."

"I don't want no more beer," She whined and rubbed her temples. "I shouldn't have drank like that; I never drink like that, maybe a beer here and there but never that many."

She leaned against the sink and took the aspirins from Garrison's hand.

"You were funny last night, especialy when you fel in the bushes." She chuckled at the blush that ran up Largo's pale face. "Forgot about that didn't you, what do you

remember?"

"Not much except for going in the river for a fish," She scratched her ass and moaned. "I itch al over, must be from wearing wet shorts."

"Take a shower and I'l go make a pot of coffee." She left a woozy Largo leaning against the bathroom sink and went into the kitchen to start coffee and look for something

bland for the tal cop to eat. She had her share of hangovers and knew that greasy food was a bad idea. As she looked for the stuff for coffee, she looked around the kitchen

for the first time and felt the hominess. Everything was wel used and worn; it was a place that she would love to live in year round. Her apartment was fine for a place to sleep

but it didn't have the feel that this place had. She sighed and went back to what she was doing and smiled when she heard Largo singing in the shower. With the coffee brewing,

she found the toaster and puled out a loaf of sour dough bread. She looked over her shoulder when a cleaner and much more awake Largo came in and sat down at the

breakfast nook. "I'm making some toast because I figured that anything else would have you sicker than a dog." She placed a cup of coffee in front of her and brushed her wet

bangs back from her forehead. "You look awful, why don't you go back to bed?"

"I can't do that," She leaned into the hand that caressed her cheek. "You didn't come back up here to watch me sleep off a hangover, I'd feel awful…"

"Ohh please," She picked up her coffee and grabbed the plate with the toast on it. "Grab your coffee and folow me."

"You're gonna make me lay down aren't you?" She grabbed her coffee and folowed behind her to the couch, she sat down and watched Garrison turn the TV on and then sit

at the opposite end with her bare feet in the center of the couch and her knees bent.

"Come on down here and lay down," She placed a throw pilow on her stomach and held out her hand. "I don't bite and I've had my shots if I do, so get down here and relax

for a while." Largo gave up, she put her coffee next to Garrison's, laid down on her side between Garrison's legs and put her head on the pilow. She moaned when fingers ran

through the hair at her temple and massaged her aching head. "I guarantee that this wil help your headache."

"Feels better already," She wrapped an arm around Garrison's thigh and sighed deeply. "Thanks Garri, no ones ever done this before."

A bright smile came to her face, she was glad that she could help her friend even if it was just massaging her temple. "You're welcome, now sleep."

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Two hours later, Largo woke from her nap and raised her head from where it was resting on Garrison's chest. Gazing at her friends peaceful face made her heart beat

erraticaly, at that moment, she knew that she was attracted to the smaler woman. For as rough and tough as she acted after their accident, she saw the caring and gentle

woman that she realy was, earlier that morning. None of her past lovers had cared enough about how she felt; let alone taken care of her. She could easily fal in love with

Garrison and knew it might already be happening. Lifting a hand up, she caressed her soft cheek and traced her pink lips with a fingertip before running her fingers through her

short silky hair. "Feel better Largo?"

"Yep, much better thanks to you." She leaned up, placed a gently kiss on her lips and puled away slowly. "No ones ever cared how bad I felt before; it's a nice feeling when

someone does." She got up from the couch, took their cold coffee away and headed into the kitchen.

Garrison sat stunned, not from the words spoken to her but from the gentle kiss; she ran her fingertips across her lips and closed her eyes. "Why hasn't anyone snatched you

up?" She sat for a few minutes until she smeled fresh coffee brewing and heard Largo moving around in the kitchen. Getting up, she went into the kitchen, leaned against the

wal, and watched. She grinned when Largo started scratching her rear and down the backs of her thighs, she turned with closed eyes and rubbed against the sink counter. "It

looks like your shower didn't help with the itching." She grinned when blue eyes popped open and a dark blush ran up to a dark hairline.

"Nope, it didn't," She covered her face and moaned. "Ohh Gods…do you think I could have falen into poison ivy?" She peeked from between fingers and saw a wide toothy

grin blossom across Garrison's face. "Garri…don't you dare laugh at me, if that's what's wrong…how am I gonna work?"

"Wel," She walked closer and leaned against the counter next to her. "Since you're the boss you don't have to worry about sitting in a patrol car al day."

"No, only behind my desk, I'l look like I have crabs or some thing." She moved back and forth and groaned when Garrison puled her away from the counter. "Where we

going?"

"To the bathroom to search for something that might help stop the itching."

"I don't think I have anything here, I've never gotten poison ivy before so I don't keep that pink stuff or anything."

Garrison roled her eyes and tugged on her hand. "Humor me wil ya, I'm sure we can find something in there." She opened the drawers and then the medicine cabinet before

she found something that might help. "See that, here's a tube of hydrocortisone. This stuff works on everything."

"I hope so…this is realy embarrassing, even after al the stupid things I've done, this tops the list." She folowed Garrison towards her bed and looked at her with wide eyes.

"You're not gonna put that on me are you?"

"Can you reach back there and do it?" She pointed to her shorts and wiggled a finger. "Come on Stud, drop them."

"Ohh man, this is…damn." She dropped her shorts and fel across the bed face first. "You're not going to tel your Aunt about this are you?" She asked and then looked over

her shoulder to see wiggling eyebrows. "Please…I'l do anything." She begged with her eyes.

"Ohh you wil huh, let's see…how about you take me out to eat and I'l forget al about this?"

"Deal, now can we get this over with before I end up without an ass along with my pride." She jumped when she felt the cold crème squeezed out on to her ass and then

moaned when warm hands rubbed it into her skin. She was getting aroused from the smal hands running across the skin of her thighs, she hoped that Garrison didn't notice and

think she wanted more from her.

"OK Stud you're al done, now tomorrow go and get some poison ivy crème and folow the directions." She got off the bed and turned to hide the flush covering her face, she

had enjoyed herself immensely and wanted to touch so much more of the soft skin. She took a deep breath to calm the fluttering in her stomach and went to wash her hands.

For once, she wished that she could get poison ivy just to have Largo rub crème on her. "You're a sick bitch Garrison and horny as Hell." She could feel the wetness

between her legs and knew it was caused from touching Largo and the scent of her arousal. "At least you're not the only one who was affected."

The rest of the day was spent sitting down by the river, talking and trying to catch supper. They finaly gave up when after three hours they had caught nothing but weeds and a

few tiny bluegils. Packing up their gear, they carried it up to the cabin and put it inside the front door. Largo turned to Garrison, dropped her head and scuffed her toe across

the hardwood floor. "Are you going back home tonight?"

"I don't have to; I can stay and then drive you home early in the morning." She moved closer and ran a hand up her forearm. "I've enjoyed myself this weekend; it's the first

time in a long time that I could just sit around and do nothing without feeling guilty." She looked to where her hand was caressing Largo's arm and back up into her eyes. "This

might sound awful, but with Vanna I had to entertain her until I felt like screaming bloody murder."

"Ohh she's a high maintenance type woman and has to be waited on hand and foot, complimented for every little thing and gets pissed if you don't notice that she's wearing

new fuck me heels."

Garrison laughed and nodded her head; Largo had hit every point right on the head. "She's a pin-up girl for shalowness; I have no idea why I ever started dating her." She took

Largo's hand and puled her towards the kitchen. "Come on, I'm starving."

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After supper, they laid on the couch until Garrison fel asleep. Largo picked her up, carried her to the bed and gently laid her down on one side of the bed. Stripping down to

her boxers and sports bra, she climbed in next to her and curled around her body. Brushing her hair off her neck, she kissed her nape and buried her face in her silky hair. She

lay wondering if Garrison would go out with her and maybe spend some time with her here at the cabin on the weekends. She had never had anyone stay with her at her cabin

before Garrison and she wanted it to continue. Hugging her tighter, she drifted off into a deep sleep.

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"Wel this is where I live; it ain't much but its home." Largo looked up at her smal ranch and sighed. "Thank you for giving me a ride, I appreciate it." She looked to her hands

and over to Garrison. "Would you go out with me sometime?"

Garrison turned, leaned back against her door and smiled. She wondered if the tough cop would ask her and if not, then she would have. "You mean like out on a date?"

"Yeah, so would you…go out with me?"

Garrison moved away from the door and closer to Largo, she reached out, cupped her chin and turned her to face her. "We already have a date; you're taking me to supper."

She leaned in and brought their lips together in a soft kiss. "You can pick me up tomorrow at six."

Largo opened her eyes and blinked a few times. "OK…six o'clock tomorrow." She fumbled with the door handle and almost fel on her head. "Tomorrow six o'clock…where

do you live?"

"That would help a lot wouldn't it," She puled a piece of paper from her visor, wrote her address down on it, and handed it to Largo. "It's right by the police station; it's a big

house that they turned into apartments."

Largo nodded her head and smiled. "I lived there when I was going to colege, kinda weird huh?" She leaned in, gave her a quick kiss and closed the trucks door. She waved

and then headed up to her front door but not without looking back one more time. "You are in deep this time Largo, bad ass cop faling for a little blonde who can knock you

for a loop with one smal kiss." She opened her door and stepped into her dark house.

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Garrison walked into the DOH break room and did a bow when the guys started clapping and yeling her name in a chant. When they quieted down, one of the guys she

worked with everyday yeled to her. "So is she going to fix al your speeding tickets after you spent the whole weekend with her?"

"I don't have any to fix so there." She walked through and stopped to wink at him. "Are you jealous because I spent the whole weekend with her?"

"Hel YES! I've thought about committing a crime just so she would interrogate me! She gives instant hard ons!"

"Ohh I bet she would be thriled to death to hear that, maybe I'l tel her?" She grinned wickedly at his blanched face and went to find her boss. She knew she wouldn't have an

ass left after he got done chewing on it but she realy didn't care, she was glad that she had hit Largo's truck. It may be a drastic way of meeting a woman but wel worth it. She

took a deep breath before walking into his office and taking a seat in front of his desk. He looked up at her and narrowed his brown eyes.

"If you weren't related to me I'd fire your ass!"

"Uncle Melvin, it was a complete accident. That bend needs to be widened or cleared, I didn't see her until it was too late."

He rubbed a hand down his face and nodded, he knew the bend that she was talking about and agreed with her. It wasn't the first time someone had been hit there and he

couldn't blame her one bit. "I know and it'l be fixed this week, I had the truck towed over to the shop and they said it would be done sometime next week." He handed her a

paper and watched her eyes narrow

"I get to fix al the weed whackers and lawn mowers?"

He gave her a grin and nodded his head. "Yep, until your truck gets fixed, you're stuck with shit jobs." He held up a hand to stop her tirade. "Plus, you're the only one that can

fix them the right way. Those apes out there always put the damn string in the weed whackers backwards."

"Sure put the shine on Uncle Melvin," She got up from the chair and smiled. "Thanks, now I won't be late for my date with a certain police lieutenant." She whistled on her way

out and al the way to the garage where they kept the equipment. She didn't realy mind fixing the equipment; it was a nice change from being out on the road al day.

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Largo stood behind her desk leaning on the edge with her hands, she had taken a shower when she got home and forgot al about putting something on the poison ivy. She felt

like her ass was going to fal off and was tempted to stand there and scratch until it did. She pushed off her desk, covered her face and paced behind her desk mumbling to

herself. She stopped and peeked from between her fingers when she felt eyes watching her.

Green eyes took in the fitted charcoal grey suit jacket, pleated trousers to match and starched pale blue shirt with three of the top buttons open. A fire started in her blood

stream from the peek of a black lacy bra beneath. "Uhh huh, just what I thought." Garrison held up a bottle of poison ivy lotion and grinned. "You forgot al about your little

problem and have been suffering al day."

"I was about to…" She looked out into the homicide room; saw that her detectives were busy and grabbed Garrison's hand. "Go completely insane and run out of here

screaming."

"That would have looked professional, especialy if you were scratching your ass at the same time." She chuckled when Largo gave her a searing look. "Try again Lt. that look

won't work with me, remember I've seen you drunk."

"Ohh don't remind me, I'm stil feeling the after effects from my over indulgence and I just don't mean…" She glared at one of her detectives that lifted his head up as she

dragged Garrison past his desk.

"Just think how lucky you are," Garrison moved up beside her and whispered close to her ear. "It could have gotten in another area and stil might."

Largo pushed open the door to the women's locker room and headed for the handicap stal. "Ohh please don't say that," She groaned and leaned against the closed door.

"That would just about kil me if I got poison ivy down there." She unbuckled her belt, turned her back to Garrison and dropped her pants. "Aren't you supposed to be at

work or did they fire you?"

Garrison picked up the tail of Largo's grey suit jacket, grabbed her hand and had her hold it out of the way. "Ohh I'm on my lunch break, Uncle Melvin would never fire me

because mom would kick his ass." She poured some of the lotion into her hand, rubbed them together, started at Largo's hips, and worked her way down. She grinned when

Largo moaned and dropped her forehead down to rest on the wal.

"Is there anyone you're not related to?"

"Yeah, the Mayor and the police chief, but I'm friends with a certain homicide lieutenant. Realy close friends; I do stuff for her that no one else would even dream of." She

wished she could do more and was so tempted to let her hands wander but didn't want to spread the poison ivy.

"Haa, funny Garri, now al we need is for your Aunt to walk in here and wonder what in the Hel we're doing in the same stal with my pants down around my ankles."

"Wel, I can only hope that she's taking some of that meanness out of you Lt."

Garrison busted up laughing and yelped when Largo slapped her in her shoulder. "Hi Aunt Sue, how's it going today?"

"Ohh just great, now I have some juicy stuff on Largo." She leaned back against one of the sinks and waited for her niece and Largo to come out. When the door opened, she

gave Largo a huge smile and waved. "Nice shade of red there Lt. just what was my niece doing to you?" Garrison grinned up at her tal friend but didn't say a word; instead,

she placed the lotion where her Aunt could see it. "Ohh and just where is your poison ivy, no where delicate I hope?"

"On my ass, OK Sue, I got it on my ass and it itches like Hel." She blushed to a deeper red and glared at a smirking Garrison. "Go ahead and laugh it up Garri, I could spread

the love ya know."

"Wil never happen there Stud, I'm immune to the stuff."

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Garrison sat on the edge of Largo's desk watching her try not to squirm in her chair, she had to admit, Largo looked pitiful. She hopped down off the desk, went over to the

door, closed and locked it. "I was thinking over where we should go for supper," She walked over, straddled Largo's thighs, and ran her hands across her shoulders to tangle in

her long hair. "We could just order in or BBQ that is if you have a gril." She ran her fingers across the nap of Largo's neck and watched her eyes close. "Maybe pizza or

Chinese," She whispered close to her ear and licked her ear lobe. "So what do you think?"

Largo blinked her eyes a few times, worked her jaw and grunted. "Huh?"

Garrison grinned wickedly and kissed her parted lips gently. "OK, we'l have Chinese so I can show you what I can do with chopsticks." She crawled off Largo's lap after one

more kiss and held back the chuckle that was dying to burst out. The tal cop sat there with her eyes closed and breathing heavy, she wondered what would have happened if

she had given her a deep kiss. Opening the door, she stepped out and saw the cop from before looking at her. "Lt. Coogan wants you to go down and detail her car and it

better be done right." She grinned and walked out of the homicide offices whistling.

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Largo ran a hand across her face and moaned when she sat up in her chair, she was highly aroused and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it. Dropping her head on

her desk, she took deep breaths and jumped when her door opened.

"You know Largo, if you go over to the hospital, they'l give you a shot and it'l clear up what you have." Sue walked in with a handful of messages and dropped them on her

blotter.

"Why didn't Garri tel me that?" She looked up and roled her eyes at al the messages. "Oh let me guess, she likes to see me suffer."

Sue shook her head of blonde hair and grinned. "More like she enjoys playing with your ass, she's a feisty little thing and can make you suffer for a long time." She smiled at the

wide-eyed look on Largo's face and left her in thought. "Garri you have her hook line and sinker."

Largo looked at her watch, grabbed her radio and left her office in a rush. She would jog over to the hospital and get the shot Sue was talking about. As much as she enjoyed

Garrison rubbing the lotion on her, she was dying and needed instant relief.

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Garrison stood on Largo's doorstep with her arms loaded down with bags of Chinese take-out; she knew that her friend thought she was buying supper that night. Garrison

had other ideas; this was her way of getting another date out of her. She jumped when the door opened; a hand grabbed the front of her shirt and puled her inside the smal

house. The bags removed from her hands and her body pressed up against the wal. "So you like to make me suffer do you?" Largo whispered in a hoarse voice and brought

their lips together in a deep fiery kiss that left them both panting for air. She puled away, grinned at a stil panting Garrison, and watched as her eyes fluttered open. "I went to

the hospital today and got a steroid shot, I feel a whole Hel of a lot better. No more itching and it's almost dried up."

"Ohhh…I forgot al about the shot thing…who told you?" She reached out and grabbed Largo's arm to steady herself.

"Your Aunt Sue told me, she also told me you're a huge tease and just wanted to play with my ass. You don't need an excuse to play with me Garri but expect me to play for

keeps." She picked up the bags from the side table and wandered off to the kitchen. "Are you coming?" She tossed over her shoulder and chuckled when Garrison moaned.

"You have no idea how close I was and just from a kiss." She mumbled to herself and walked on shaky legs after Largo

"Wanna bet I know how good I am."

"Do you have bat ears or something?" Garrison asked and slapped her on the ass as she went over to sit down at the butcher-block table.

"Among other things, I thought I was buying supper tonight?" She emptied the bags and placed the containers on the table.

"You can get it some other night…"

"Uhh huh, nice try Garri, I would have asked you again ya know." Handing her a pair of chopsticks, she winked and handed her a plate.

"I just wanted to make sure that I had another chance, you know a safety net sort of thing."

"Are you planning on this going badly?"

No, just getting realy scary." She picked up a snow pea and flipped it at Largo. "Hate these and the little corn thingies." Her mouth dropped open when Largo caught both in

her mouth and chewed with a deep moan. "OK, so maybe not scary but educating."

Every time Garrison came across something that she didn't like, she flipped it at Largo and grinned when she caught it in her mouth. "Are you house broken too?"

"Maybe, I do know that I lick very wel and can bend in unimaginable positions." She leaned over her plate and gave Garrison a smoky look. "Picture this in your mind; I can

please myself in a certain way." She puled back and started eating again while Garri sat with her chopsticks held in front of her open mouth.

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Garrison looked at her watch and groaned, it was close to eleven and she had to be at work at five in the morning. Moving out from under a panting Largo, she fixed her shirt

and ran fingers through her messy hair. "I wish it was Friday," She dropped down onto the floor and puled her work boots on. "So we could spend more time together and

maybe go down to your cabin and fish." She got to her knees and leaned her elbows on the edge of the couch cushion. "Can we do that this weekend?"

Largo roled to her side and traced a line down Garrison's cheek. "I'm free if you are," She leaned closer and nipped at a soft neck. "Maybe…play with some of my

specialized fishing tackle."

"You're not making this easy you know." She stood up, took a deep ragged breath and puled Largo up with her.

"Never wil, it's no fun if I do." She wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her to the front door. Puling her up against her body, she dipped her head for a kiss that had

Garrison faling into her and sinking al at the same time. When the kiss ended, Largo hugged her and kissed her forehead. "Thanks for supper; I'l take care of it next time."

Garrison nodded her head, stumbled out the front door and al the way to her truck. She wished that Largo had taken care of it tonight instead of guaranteeing her an

uncomfortable ride home and a sleepless night. What started out, as cuddling on the couch became a whole lot more, she could stil feel Largo's lips on her neck. She moaned

when she sat down behind the wheel of her truck, the seam on her Levis pressed against her engorged clit and would send her over the edge if she moved one centimeter.

Starting her truck, she let it coast backward down the driveway. Once she stopped in the middle of the road, she pushed the clutch in and yeled out. "OHH GOD…DAMN!"

Her truck lurched forward a few times and staled; she dropped her forehead on the steering wheel and grabbed at her crotch. Her body shook with her climax and her juices

soaked through to moisten her hand. "I can't…believe…this happened," She panted and shuddered. "My Levis…got me…off." After a few minutes passed, she started her

truck and broke the speed limit to get home.

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Largo sunk slowly to the floor, she had been watching Garrison through the long window beside the front door; she heard her yel and then shudder with release. She would be

grinning like an idiot if not for the unbearable throb between her thighs and the juices running down them. She unbuttoned the single button on the fly of her boxers, puled the

material apart and looked down. She moaned at the sight of her distended clit and protruding labia. Pushing her boxers down her hips and then kicking them off, she raised her

knees and spread her thighs apart. Drawing a fingertip through her juices, her hips thrust upward. Painting her clit with her wetness, she ran a fingertip up its length and puled

the sheath back to expose the bundle of nerves. Adding pressure, she felt her orgasm build and her clit become more rigid. Moving her fingers faster against it, she pinched it

and pressed her back against the wal. She moaned when her legs quivered with her climax. With panting breaths and half-lidded eyes, she watched her outer lips clench and

juices flow, that only brought a slight relief for her.

Slipping two fingers into her center, she pushed them inside and thrust against her hand. Curling her fingertips, she pushed up and screamed out her release in Garrison's name.

Her head fel forward and eyes opened to see her juices stil gushing out across her impaled fingers to puddle on the floor with each contraction. Thinking of Garrison licking at

her juices and sucking her clit between glistening lips had blood rushing back to her center. Leaning her head back against the wal, she moved her finger's slowly inside herself

and felt another orgasm building. With her other hand, she rubbed her clit in sync with her thrusting fingers and pushed herself over the edge again. More juices gushed from her

center to cover her hand and add to the puddle beneath her. She fel to her side gasping and quivering with aftershocks. She had always been able to have multiple orgasms but

never with this intensity. With her fingers stil impaled, she curled into a fetal position and fel asleep.

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Thankful that she lived only fifteen minutes away from Largo, Garrison whipped into the parking lot, flung the door open and tried not to rush up the stairs to her apartment.

She shoved her key into the lock, opened and closed the door in a second or two. Kicking her boots off, she had her Levis and underwear around her ankles before she got to

her bedroom. Faling back onto her bed, she raised her knees and pressed a hand to her aching crotch. What happened in her truck only took the edge off, the more she

thought of Largo, the worse it got. Running her fingers through her wetness, she plunged two inside and thrust her hips upward. Moans turned into grunts as another climax

came closer; she thrust faster and went over the edge with a scream and juices pumping into her hand and across her fingers. She lay there with her fingers stil inside and let the

tremors course through her. "I wish it was your fingers in me Largo and your tongue licking my clit." She envisioned the tal cop lying between her legs and licking at her juices.

Slipping her fingers out, she rubbed her clit and flicked the very tip until she was crying out with another orgasm. Her feet slid across her comforter and her legs fel to lay

spread open. "If I can get off three times just thinking about you…you're an idiot Garri; you should have stayed with her." She stopped right there, she knew what would

happen if she thought anymore that night. She would be worthless in the morning and playing with lawnmower blades while tired was dangerous. Curling up onto her side, she

pressed her hand to her nether lips and drifted off to sleep.

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A deep growl rumbled in Garrison's throat, she held up a long blade from a brush hog and yeled. "One more step and we'l see how good I am at throwing things!"

"Whoa there Garri, what crawled up your ass last night?" Melvin asked while trying to find someplace to hide.

"Nothing, I just didn't sleep too good…my ribs stil hurt." More like something was causing you not to sleep. She closed her eyes for an instant and saw one of her many

erotic dreams of her and Largo, she blinked them open when she felt a hand squeeze her shoulder.

"Go home Garri and get some sleep, I don't want you cutting a hand off or kiling one of the guys by way of flying lawnmower blades."

"I'm almost done; I just have this one blade to put back on." She looked up at him with tired eyes and then yawned wide enough to make her jaw crack.

"I knew I'd have a fight on my hands, that's why I'm having you arrested and hauled out of here. In handcuffs if necessary," He looked over his shoulder and waved to Largo.

"Here's your prisoner, beat her if you want. We al know she deserves it for her nastiness this morning and other times." He grinned at the snarling expression on her face and

left Largo to deal with her.

"Everyone's ganging up on me, it's not fair." She said in a low whisper and put the blade down on the brush hogs blade deck. "Did Uncle Melvin realy cal you?"

Largo walked stiffly over to Garrison and puled her into her arms. "Nope, I came to take you to lunch but seeing that you're about to fal asleep on the job, we can do it some

other time." She rested her head on the top of Garrison's and held her tighter. "Didn't you get any sleep last night?" She knew she hadn't gotten much, after waking up on the

hard floor and cleaning up the mess she had made, she only slept a few hours herself.

"A little but not my usual eight hours, I'm paying for it now." She puled back a little and looked into bloodshot blue eyes. "You didn't sleep much either and why are you

walking like your legs are ready to fal off?"

There was no way that Largo was going to tel her that she was stiff from using muscles long forgotten while masturbating. So she just shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "I

forgot to stretch out this morning before my jog around the block. Let's get out of here, I'm hungry and could use a nap."

"Can we go to McDonalds and take it over to my apartment; we can take a nap afterwards." She rested her head on Largo's chest and inhaled her cologne and the scent that

was al her own.

"Anything you want, I have a craving for a chocolate milkshake and a Big Mac." With their arms wrapped around each other, they walked out to Largo's Ford Taurus under

the watchful eyes of the DOH employees. Some of the men just shook their heads and thought how lucky Garrison was to have Largo chasing after her.

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Garrison opened her door and let Largo walk in before her, she hoped that Largo didn't think she was weird when she saw how her apartment was decorated. She had a

strange hobby; she colected anything having to do with the MM guys. One shelf in her living room was packed with every candy dispenser she could find with the little MM

candies. The boxers she had on that day had the little guys on them and if Largo looked in her t-shirt drawer, she'd find shirts with them across the front. "We can eat in here

and watch TV," She dropped down onto her old couch and moved fishing magazines out of the way. "I spend most of my time in front of the TV; I don't have a kitchen table."

"I don't use mine much either, I eat in the living room too." Largo sat down beside her, placed the bags on the table and kicked of her cowboy boots. "Have a thing for the

MM guys huh," She grinned and leaned back after getting her food from the bags. "I like the TV commercials, especialy the one about the Hotel room where that guy ends up

with an MM on his pilow."

"So you don't think I'm weird or anything?" Garrison hoped not.

"Nope, don't tel anyone but my bottom desk drawer is filed with bags of peanut MMs. It's a horrible habit but my dentist just loves it."

"Do you colect anything; ya know stuff that people would laugh at you about?"

She grinned at her. "Prisoners…and fishing lures."

"How come that doesn't surprise me?" She groaned and bit into her Big Mac."

They talked about everything and nothing while eating and then curled up together on the couch to watch ER on TNT. A few minutes into the show, they were both sound

asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

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Garrison growled against Largo's chest and reached for the cordless phone that refused to stop ringing; she hit the button and only growled into the receiver.

"How could I have raised such an animal?"

"Mom?"

"Did anyone else put up with your dirty diapers and throwing vegetables on the floor?"

"The dog loved me, even better when I got older." She roled onto her back and rested her head on Largo's shoulder. "I caled you the other day and left a message, where ya

been?"

"Out chasing eligible men, they're easy to catch when they all use walkers. I had to pull a double shift at the nursing home. Now what did you do this time?"

"I love you mommy…"

"Out with it Garrison, what did you do?"

"Didn't work huh…I wiped out one of the DOH trucks and a truck belonging to Lt. Largo Coogan."

"Did she lock your ass up?"

"Ohh in a way yeah, we were stuck at her cabin for the weekend. Uncle Melvin got me good though, I have to fix al the equipment until my truck is fixed."

"That's what your Aunt told me and Sue told me some other interesting things." She laughed when Garrison groaned. "So is she there with you now?"

"Yeah she is she's sleeping, after we had lunch we fel asleep watching ER."

"On that ratty old couch, she'll arrest you for sure when she wakes up with a sore back."

"Or for my elbow in her stomach, she makes a good body pilow." She yelped when her pilow pinched her ass. "Gotta go mom, my pilow just woke up and she's not happy."

"Be nice Garri or she just might lock your rotten little ass up."

"Ohh thanks mom, here I thought I was sugary sweet." She hung up and wiggled around on Largo. "So you going to arrest me and toss me into a jail cel?"

"Depends on how bad I feel when I get up off this lumpy ass couch, how in the Hel can you sleep on this thing?"

"Easy, I'm little and I miss al the lumps." She roled off of Largo but not before getting in a few cheap feels. "I'm hungry, wanna go over to Pizza Hut and have a stuffed crust?"

"You think of food a lot don't you?" She got up slowly from the couch and puled Garrison into her arms.

"Ohh I think of a lot of things, some things that would floor you." She wrapped her arms around Largo's neck, puled her head down and kissed her deeply. Trailing one hand

down to her breasts, she roled a nipple between her fingers until Largo gasped into her mouth. Breaking the kiss, she nipped at her bottom lip and ran her tongue across it

before releasing her. "Come on I'm starving." She took a stunned Largo by her hand and led her to the door.

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They sat in a booth in the far back away from a kid's birthday party that had other patrons winching with each scream. Kids, was a loose term for how the three dozen little

animals were acting, Largo was ready to have them al hauled in for disturbing the peace and Garrison wanted to beat the Hel out of the absent parents. They raised their

menus higher and shot glares from under the edges, Largo jumped when their waitress cleared her throat.

"Can I take your order before I become a homicidal maniac and attack those brats?"

Largo looked to Garrison and nodded her head. "Go ahead and get what ever you want just make it a large pizza, so I can have some."

Giving her a cocky grin and licking her lips, she muttered. "Love you," She froze when she ran what she said over again in her mind. I do love her; I wander if she knows I

meant what I said or can feel it? "We'l have a large stuffed crust garbage pizza and a pitcher of Coke."

Largo saw the slight pinkness in Garrison's face and smiled brightly. Ohh it's very mutual but I can't say it to you, at least not yet. "Garbage pizza…does that mean that we

won't be able to pick it up because it'l weigh a ton because of al the toppings?"

Garrison bit into the last breadstick and then offered it to Largo before speaking. "The more I can get on it, the better it is. Trust me, after this pizza you'l never want anything

else."

"Except maybe to chew on one of those brats over there." She pointed to where one of the kids was jumping on a table and pouring Coke on the heads of other kids. "The

brats need their asses tanned and maybe chained to their beds until they're 50."

"So you don't like kids?" Garrison asked wondering if Largo ever considered having kids.

"I like kids, I just don't like brats and al those ones causing al the noise are brats. What about you, ever thought of having kids?"

"I never realy thought about it, to be honest, I've never had a relationship that lasted long enough to consider kids." She moved the empty breadstick basket out of the way

and groaned when their pizza was set in the center of the table. "I've died and gone to heaven, now this is a pizza!" She placed a piece on Largo's plate and took one for

herself, taking a bit, she sat there with her eyes closed and chewing slowly to savor al the different flavors bursting in her mouth. When she opened her eyes, she started to

choke and slap a hand on the table. Largo leaned over the table, slapped her on her back, and was relieved when she took a deep ragged breath. With watery eyes, Garrison

looked to who caused her to choke. "Damn you Vanna, are you trying to kil me or something?" She wiped her eyes and looked to Largo. "Do you see what she's doing to me

…she's…HUMONGOUS TITS?" Pale blue eyes turned to the table behind her and glared at the ditzy blonde, puling her walet out, she flipped her badge at Vanna.

"Put the dangerous objects away before I haul you in for indecent exposure and then go and arrest the doctor who did your tit job." She shivered and rubbed her arms of

gooseflesh. "Damn woman but you need a wheelbarrow for those things!"

In a voice that made actress Melanie Griffith sound like a baritone, she spoke enthusiasticaly. "What do you think Garri, are they gorgeous and perky?" She juggled her

quadruple H sized tits in her hands and smiled. "I had them done this weekend, in on Friday out on Sunday."

Garrison narrowed her eyes and raised an eyebrow up at her now ex-girlfriend. "So you went into the taxidermy shop on Friday, this relieves my mind like you wouldn't

believe. Who's your friend there, I've never seen her before?"

The other woman turned around and waved a long finger nailed hand at them. "Hi I'm Vanna's girlfriend Sophie, we met at the hospital." She stood up to show off her

humongous tits and cupped them. "We have the same doctor and shared a room after our surgeries."

"Ohh that's nice," Garrison waved a waitress over and asked for a box for their pizza. "I didn't know the Goodyear tire company did that kind of work." She took the box

from the young woman's hand, tossed in the pizza and looked across at Largo who was trying not to bust up laughing. "Wel, gotta go ladies, don't suffocate each other." She

grabbed Largo's hand and dragged her out of Pizza Hut.

Largo stopped at the passenger door and tilted her head to the side. "Taxidermy shop and do you think I should have a tit enlargement?"

"See how dumb she is, she didn't even notice what I said, hold this." She handed Largo the pizza box, grabbed Largo's breasts in both hands and squeezed gently. "Nope,

they're perfect just the way they are." She went up on her tiptoes and planted a steamy kiss on her lips. "Just absolutely perfect."

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They sat on Largo's couch eating the now cold pizza and drinking milk, Largo kept peeking at Garrison and wondering why the pensive look. Not being able to hold back any

longer, she broached the believed subject. "Are you pissed because bimbo boobs forgot about the weekend you two were supposed to have?"

Garrison choked and grabbed a napkin to keep the milk from spewing out her nose. "Not pissed realy, I just can't believe she forgot al about it when she was the one who

badgered me. It's no great loss though; I got to spend the weekend with you, watch you get wasted, rub your ass and fish."

"You're the first girlfriend that I've had that didn't scream at the thought of fishing or that I had a contagious plant inflicted ailment."

Garrison's eyes widened at what Largo caled her she swalowed hard and sputtered. "Is that how you think of me, as your girlfriend or girl friend?"

"The first one, unless you don't wanna be." She lowered her head waiting for the huge blow that she had gotten from so many other women.

Garrison took both of their plates, set them on the coffee table, crawled onto Largo's lap and straddled her thighs. She went nose to nose with her and closed her eyes. "You

don't mind that I cut grass and clean up trash along the roads for a living?"

"I could care less if you sold light bulbs door to door or even if you sold sex toys for a living as long as we got to try them out."

"Now that's a job with lots of free supplies, wonder if I can get a job doing that?" She chuckled when Largo groaned and roled them over onto the couch. "I'm sure my mom

would buy a case of pocket pussies for al the old perverts in the nursing home."

"I started this topic didn't I?"

Garrison nipped at her neck and mumbled in her ear. "Afraid so, I could give you details on the various uses of household objects for sexual pleasure. I read it in a book caled

cheap sexual thrils."

"I don't even want to think about some of your ideas, you and a power dril gives me shivers and scares the Hel outta me!"

"On not a power dril, I gave that up when I got tangled in the cord."

"OK, we'l stay away from the power tools." She brought their lips together in a searching kiss and groaned when her pager and phone went off, breaking the kiss with a loud

growl, she reached first for her pager and then the phone. "There had better be a couple hundred dead bodies lying in the middle of the road or the office wil look like a manic

came through!"

"Close boss lady, we got one dead woman and a bunch of…it looks like her tits exploded."

Largo's brows dropped over her nose in confusion, she had no idea what he meant by her breasts exploding. "What do you mean by that?"

"Just what I said, her tits are…empty and hanging off to her sides and there's all this white gooey looking stuff all over her."

"Give me the address and I'l be there ASAP." She got up off the couch, grabbed her suit jacket from where it lay across the recliner and puled it on. "I have to go to a scene;

you can stay here if you want."

Garrison got up off the couch and fixed the lapels on Largo's black jacket. "How long are you gonna be?"

"I'm not sure, it may be a while." She puled Garrison into a hug and rested her chin on her crown. "If you stay, I'l try to hurry it up and get home."

Garrison lifted her head up and nodded. "I'l be here no matter how long it takes you." They kissed gently before Largo headed out the door and to her car. This always

happened to her, as soon as she got close to deepening a relationship with a woman, her pager went off. The first time was not a problem but after that, it was like a natural

disaster and the women ran off into the night to find someone who would be there no matter what time of the day or night it was. Slapping the top hat on the roof of her car,

she took off in the direction of the crime scene and thinking of how to take revenge on the idiot who caled her.

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Garrison wandered around Largo's house; she wanted to know more about her girlfriend who could go from a loving woman to the stoic homicide lieutenant in a matter of

seconds. She went over to the bookshelves in the living room and saw a framed picture of Largo and another older woman. She looked closer and saw that they were both

dressed in police uniforms and shared the same pale blue eyes. Where Largo was tal, the other woman came up to her chin. "So maybe you like older women or short

women." She her self fit right under Largo's chin and she couldn't think of a more perfect way for it to be, she could rest her head on her firm breasts and get real comfortable.

"OK, so I'm a tit woman but there is no way in Hel that I'd want Largo to have tits like Vanna and her friend Sophie. That is just too…dangerous for both of us." She

envisioned suffocating under the huge tits, getting a broken bone when one hit her while she slept or worse, something going very wrong with Largo because of the implants.

She wandered into Largo's bedroom, dropped onto her large bed and sighed. It was the most comfortable bed she had ever laid on, hers was a concrete slab compared to

Largo's. She crawled up, grabbed one of the two pilows, and wrapped her arms around it. It held Largo's scent and soon Garrison was sound asleep and dreaming of the tal

cop.

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Largo walked into the smal house of the crime scene, she nodded her head to the officers who were standing next to what she assumed to be the prime scene area. Leaning in

through the door, she saw the medical examiner waved.

"Come on in here Largo, it's been dusted and everything." The smal man pushed his glasses up his nose and stood up from where he was examining the victim. "It's not a

homicide, it's a self inflicted wounding that was not entirely the result of her death. He pointed to the hardened substance that was al over the woman and the floor. "She tried

to give herself a breast reduction and until I can run some tests and do an autopsy…I'm guessing that substance was causing problems."

"You mean like pain and high fever, that kind of problem from a bad tit job?"

"Yep, that would be it. Some of the surgeons that do these enlargements use substandard products and never check to see if their patient is alergic or having problems

afterwards." He stood up from where he had been squatting, signaled to the EMT's and then walked over to Largo. "What is it with some women and huge breasts, what's

wrong with what they have?" Women wanting to change their appearance always baffled him.

"I have no idea Doc, I think a lot of it is what men want or what they think men want."

"Wel, I'm not one of them, I wouldn't want my wife any way but the way she is." He grinned up into pale blue eyes. "I wouldn't know what to do with huge breasts."

"Me either Doc, me either." She waved to the officers and pointed to the door. "Close it up and who ever's lead on this, contact next of kin and find out who her doctor is. The

family may want to press charges and sue for malpractice." She went out to her car and sped home to Garrison; she had never had anyone waiting for her and hoped that she

was stil there. Once she opened her front door, she looked around and saw that their supper had been cleaned up but didn't see Garrison. Her spirits sunk with every second

she stood in her dark living room, shedding her suit jacket and shirt, she walked down the hal to the bathroom for a shower. A few minutes later, she headed to her bedroom

dressed in just her short silk robe and stopped at the foot of her bed. There lay Garrison wrapped around her pilow and snoring softly. Easing to the side of the bed, she

turned down the covers and moved Garrison under them. Dropping her robe, she crawled into bed next to her and wrapped her in her arms. Minutes later, she was sound

asleep.

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"Ohh now this is the way to wake up in the morning." Garrison mumbled and pressed her face deeper into Largo's soft warm breasts. It was not an arousing feeling that she

had, but comforting like when she was a baby and held. She could remember when she was little and her mom would comfort her by sitting her on her lap and hugging her. She

always rested her head on her mother's chest and that was the feeling that stayed with her forever. When long fingers ran through her hair, she sighed deeply and wrapped her

arm around Largo's waist.

"Been awake long?" Largo's deep raspy voice asked.

"Nope and I wish we could stay like this, I don't wanna go to work." She raised her head up to look into half-lidded blue eyes and smiled. "Ya think they'l miss me for one

day?"

"Who wouldn't miss your threatening manner and the cheerful way that you spread it around?"

"Ha funny, I'l have you know if I didn't threaten someone each day, they would cal an ambulance and have me taken in for a ful check up. Too bad you're not a doctor, you

could give me a ful examine…ohhh wait! You can do a ful body search can't you?"

"Wel, I usualy leave that up to the other cops but in your case I'm sure that I could accommodate your wishes." She roled them over so that Garrison was beneath her. "And

there's nothing I would rather do this morning but I have to check on the case from last night. Can you find out what doctor Vanna saw and tel her to get to the hospital for a

complete check-up?"

"Why what's going on?"

She explained about the woman from the night before and what the ME thought might have happened.

"So you're thinking that she and Sophie could have seen this women's doctor and they could be in serious danger where their health is concerned?"

"Yep, if they were only in the hospital over the weekend, then it doesn't sound like they saw a specialist. Could be one of those quack doctors that have lost a lot of money to

malpractice cases."

"I'l cal her as soon as I get to work, whether she goes in for check up I can't guarantee but I'l try and convince her."

"That's al you can do and hopefuly something wil get through to those peroxide fried brain cels." She roled off the bed and walked towards the bathroom; she could feel

Garrison's eyes on her and just smiled.

"Damn but you have a nice ass." Garrison mumbled and puled one of the pilows to her chest.

"I heard that you little perv."

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Garrison stopped in her Uncles office to use his phone to catch Vanna before she left for work at Staples Office supply store; she dropped down into her Uncles over stuffed

chair, kicked her feet up onto his desk and dialed her ex-girlfriend.

"Vanna, I need your doctors name and you need to over to the hospital and have your…procedure checked."

"Why are you thinking of having your breasts made bigger?

"Noooo, but I think you and your girlfriend may have serious problems. A woman died yesterday from complications of breast enlargement. So get over to the hospital and get

checked."

"But we feel fine, a little tender but nothing other than that. And my doctor only sees patients by referral; he's a very busy man ya know?"

Garrison was getting beyond frustrated; she would kick her own ass if possible. She took a deep breath and tried again with Vanna. "OK Vanna, I want a referral, who is your

fabulous doctor?"

"We just cal him Doc Vern, here's his cel phone number. 725-2638, just tel him that I referred you for the enhancement."

Garrison shook her head at the large words Vanna was using, she knew that most of them Vanna had no idea what they meant and as soon as she hung up with her she was

going to check into head shrinking for her own sanity. She just knew she was insane for dating the blonde idiot. "OK thanks Vanna, now get over to the hospital." She hung up

the phone and jumped up and down behind her uncle's desk. "Gods she is sooo dense!" Running out of the office, she went out the side door to where her truck was parked

and took off towards the police station. She would tel Largo the information she got from Vanna personaly and maybe she would send an ambulance over to pick up Vanna

and Sophie.

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Largo pressed the metal strip of the surgical mask tighter across her nose, she didn't mind autopsies, it was the smel of formaldehyde that gave her a headache. The ME

pointed to the incision he had made verticaly down the woman's breast.

"Now see this nasty looking white stuff here, that's silicon, the kind you use to caulk bathrooms with."

Her eyes widened, mouthed dropped open behind her mask and she shivered with disgust. "You're not kidding are you?"

He looked to her with narrowed brown eyes. "Nope, not this time I'm not, who ever did this to her needs to be found and locked up for life? Do you have any ideas who did

this enhancement?"

"My girlfriend knows a woman who just had this procedure done over the weekend, she's checking into it for me."

"I never thought I'd see you date another police officer, is she in the homicide unit with you?"

"Nope, she works for the DOH, she cuts grass for a living." She grinned and took in the smal mans evil smile behind the plastic face shield he wore. "Ohh come on Doc, you

know I don't date cops…or much for that matter." She told her old friend how she and Garrison met and growled at his laughter.

"Leave it up to you to date the woman who smashed your truck, you probably held her captive at your cabin too."

"What, did Sue cal and give you the details or something? I swear everyone I know is on speed dial with their relatives and the second I do something the phone lines light up."

"Ohhh no, I heard it on the police scanner." He handed her his preliminary reports and walked out of the room whistling under his breath.

"Just great, they probably know everything we did at my cabin. They probably had it on the damn local TV station for al I know." Tossing the mask and gloves into the hazard

container, she went out the back door of the morgue to her car. "I feel like I'm in that movie where the guy has a camera crew folowing him everywhere."

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Garrison dropped into Largo's desk chair and spun it around in circles until her head started to spin, grabbing her head; she groaned and cussed at herself for her own

stupidity. "God, could Vanna have rubbed off on me?" Being a natural nosy person, she puled open Largo's desk drawers and was disappointed at the boring stuff inside. That

was until she got to the bottom one and found it ful of big bags of peanut MM's. "Ohh you weren't lying were you!" She puled out a bag that was taped closed and started

filing her mouth until her cheeks bulged. Chewing with difficulty, she leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes to concentrate on not choking.

"Uuuhh huh, now I gotcha!" Largo walked into her office and closed the door behind her. "Found my stash of candy and going for the chipmunk look." She dropped down

onto the edge of her desk and watched Garrison try and swalow what she had in her mouth. "And before I forget, I found my car being detailed by my entire homicide squad.

You wouldn't have anything to do with that would you?"

Garrison tapped her chest with her fingers and closed her eyes as she swalowed a few MM's that were stil whole. "They looked bored and far too interested in us; did they

do a good job?" She asked while wiping tears from her eyes.

"Ohh if you consider the fact that they used Armor All on my seats and I almost fel out as soon as I sat down as doing a good job, then yeah they did."

"Ohhh OK," She gave Largo a sheepish look and then cleared her throat. "I got the quacks phone number from Vanna, his name is Doctor Vern and he only takes referrals."

She reached out, grabbed Largo's hand and puled her onto her lap. "So, I'm going to cal him and act like a total idiot and ask for an appointment."

Largo shook her head no and placed her hand over Garrison's mouth. "Not," She raised her other hand when Garrison tried to talk. "I'l send a female officer in there, I just

came from the morgue and what this idiot did to the victim was disgusting. He used tub and sink silicone to enlarge her breasts, we may be looking at a damn plumber."

"I wouldn't put it past Vanna to go to Lowe's or Home Depot and ask one of the employees in home improvement for ideas on how to enlarge her tits. She thinks her body is

a temple." She kissed the side of Largo's neck and growled in her ear. "So who do you know that needs a breast enlargement?"

"Are you suggesting that I look at other women's tits and say to myself, 'She needs bigger tits!"

Garrison wiggled her brows and gave her a wicked grin. "I do so I thought maybe you do the same thing. So who do you have in mind, I didn't see any female detectives in the

other office?"

Largo wrapped her arms around Garrison's neck and buried her face against her neck. "A trouble making cop that I keep down in records for our sanity and the public's

safety."

"If she's that bad why not get rid of her?"

"Because she's the only one that knows the code for the records, without her, no one would be able to find anything." She got up and puled Garrison with her. "Let's go down

and pay her a visit," She grabbed a bag of MM's from the drawer. "Bribery materials are the only way that I can get her to pay attention."

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Officer J. O'Maley skipped between the tal shelves and filing cabinets that housed evidence and old criminal records. At the end of each row, she spun in a circle and

performed a bunny hop to the next row. Largo and Garrison watched her from the barred window with amused expressions on their faces. "See why I keep her locked up

down here?"

"She's kinda out of uniform isn't she?" Garrison pointed to the Elmer Fudd slippers J. was wearing and the grey hood with long bunny ears. "Shouldn't she be locked up in the

nut ward instead of down here?"

"We tried that but the nuts went even crazier than before and locked themselves in their rooms until we took her away." She reached through the window and unlocked the

door. "Let's go catch the bunny." She held out the bag of MM's and rattled it until she saw J. peek around the corner at her. The second she came hopping over and tried to

grab the bag, Largo held it above her head. "Ohhh no you don't J. I need some help and you don't get the candy until you say yes."

J's voice was a deep growl and when she spoke she ran everything together and at 100mp an hour, Largo was the only one who could understand half of what she said.

"Nofairteasingmebadbossnocandynofilesnonekkidpicturesnofiles!"

"It's not files that I need, I need you to play a stupid blonde and get information from this quack doctor." She rattled the bag of MM's and saw drool run down J's chin. "I got

the Easter colors here; I know they're your favorites."

Garrison cracked a crooked grin at the other cop; she was the weirdest person she had ever seen and shorter than her own five foot four stature. "What kind of naked pictures

do you want?"

"NekkidpicturesofLargooryougotanynekkidpicturesofyou?" She wiggled dark brows and licked at her canine teeth. "Gimmegimmegimme!" She hopped around in front of them

and flapped her arms. "Largostudmuffin!"

"Ohh al right," Largo roled her eyes and jumped when Garrison slapped her ass. "One picture of me in leather and two bags of MM's, is it a deal?"

"Deal!" She puled her hood off and shocked the Hel out of Garrison, she had never seen anyone's hair that messed up or tangled before. J. ran off towards the back doing

Tarzan's yel at the top of her lungs making them cover their ears.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, she's…"

"Perfect for the job, one of her other personalities is a blonde bimbo."

Garrison grabbed Largo's arm to steady herself. "WHAT! You're teling me you have a cop with MPS?"

"Not that, she's excelent at undercover work is what I'm saying. We ignore the fact that she talks to the voices that only she can hear."

"Uuuhh huh and what about this picture of you in leathers, how many pictures of you does she have Stud muffin?"

Largo rubbed her chin, closed one eye and thought for a few minutes. "Quite a few if I remember correctly, it's easier to show you her colection." She took Garrison's hand

and led her to the smal office in the back, as soon as they cleared the door, Garrison gasped.

"There must be hundreds in here," She turned in a circle taking in al the pictures of Largo on the wals. "Some of them look like modeling shots."

"They are that's how I paid for colege."

Garrison turned back to her girlfriend who was leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest. "You were a model before being a cop, why did you give it

up?"

"It wasn't what I wanted to do; I wanted to be a cop so I could shoot jaywalkers." She turned when she heard J. say something from behind her.

"ReadystudmuffinbimbofromHeltime." She fluffed her blonde wig and straightened her pink tube top. Garrison clamped a hand over her mouth to hold back the burst of

laughter that was so close to coming out, Largo was right in picking J. for the job. The smal cop was flat chested and looked absolutely ridiculous in a tube top and daisy duke

shorts, she hoped that she didn't talk in one long sentence when she spoke to the doctor or hopped around his office.

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With J. in the backseat of the car, Garrison riding shotgun and Largo looking in the rear view mirror every couple of minutes, they headed to where Dr. Vern had agreed on

meeting J. Garrison looked in the back seat and narrowed her eyes at what J. was doing.

"I know it's not my best hooker rig, I didn't have time to get it, so shut the fuck up already!" She said in a slow voice and slapped at the air beside her. "Keep it up and I'l sing

your favorite song realy loud …ON THE GOOD SHIP LOLLY POP…IT'S A SWEET TRIP TA THE CANDY SHOP!!"

"J. knock it off or I'l throw you and your voices out!" Largo yeled above her singing and swerved her car enough to throw J. across the seat and into the other door.

"They started it! Throw them out!!!!!" She bounced up and down on the seat and shook her head until her wig flew off and landed in Garrison's lap. "Gimme that back!" She

growled deeply and bared her teeth.

"Largo I realy don't think this is a good idea!" She moved across the seat and grabbed her girlfriend's thigh. "She's insane and…just plain…insane!" She looked over her

shoulder at J and cringed. "Ohh man…this realy isn't good Stud." She watched J. play with her wig so that it looked like a huge yelow spider.

"Itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout!" She waved it in front of the passenger window and stuck her tongue out at the passengers in the car next to them. "Down came the

acid rain and kiled the little lout!"

Largo stopped the car and looked back at a twitching J. and pointed a long finger at her. "Get your wig back on we're here and no weird shit you got me?"

J. wiggled her dark brows and her tongue at them. "Ya got me so can I have both of ya, whips, chains, handcuffs and whipped cream!?!?" She slapped at the air next to her

and growled. "Not tonight I have a headache!"

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Garrison and Largo stood out in the halway of the cheap motel, J. had left the door open a crack so that they could hear what was going on while she spoke to Doc Vern. J.

walked in and flitted around the cheap and very filthy room in front of Dr. Vern. "So Vanna said that you could give me humongous tits," She spun around to face him with her

hands on her flat chest. "I want tits that look like the Grand Canyon!"

"Uhhmm…yeah I can do that," Dr. Vern closed one eye and shuddered at the smal woman. "It'l take an industrial size amount of silicone but no problem is too…be at the

hospital tomorrow." He handed her a card with a room number on it and the cost of the procedure.

"Don't you want to do a physical or anything, maybe check my assets to get a better idea of what needs to be done?" J. said in a bimbo Barbie voice and tried to lift her

nonexistent tits as she moved closer to him. "I want them so big that I can flop them down on my kitchen table."

"Noooo…I mean I've done so many breast enlargements that I don't need to do anything like that." He ushered her to the door, pushed her out, slammed and locked it behind

her.

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J. handed Largo the card, slapped her stomach tried to hit chests with her and ended up on her ass. "That was the most disgusting man I have ever seen!" She growled and spit

al over the place. "His hair could grease the entire police force garage and the dirt under his fingernails was growing weeds!!!" She kicked her red 'come fuck me pumps' at

Largo's ankles and snapped her teeth. "He ain't touching me or I'm gonna turn my voices loose on you while you're sleeping at night!" She waved her hands over her head and

howled like a banshee. "Shut the fuck up, I'm talking here!" She got to her feet and grabbed Largo by the front of her shirt and whispered. "You owe me three bags of MM's

and a grape Slurpee from 7-11 and you little grass cutter, you owe me vanila Zingers!" She wobbled and stumbled down the hal in her pumps while talking a 100 mph in her

normal deep growling voice and unpunctuated sentences. Garrison turned to Largo and grinned up at her.

"She's nuts but I think she puled it off, now what do tits look like that are the size of the Grand Canyon?"

Blue eyes widened and then went to slits. "I'm too scared to even think about tits that look like that, let's go catch her before she starts any trouble."

"What could she do except maybe attract some Johns in the parking lot?"

"Ohh don't even make me think of what she could do or cause, I don't need the office down here asking me why I let J. out of her cel." They went out the door of the motel

and stopped dead in their tracks, J. was on the roof of the car swinging her long blonde wig around her head in one hand and the other was directing the chorus that only she

could hear.

"Soprano's you're not loud enough and Alto's you're off key AGAIN!"

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Garrison dropped down onto Largo's couch with a sigh; she was exhausted from chasing J. around the parking lot at the motel and then wrestling with her in the back seat to

keep her from covering Largo's eyes while she was driving. Her ears ached from the inhuman sounds the smal cop could make and her ass hurt where her sharp little teeth had

gained purchase when she tried to escape to the front seat. She fel over onto her side, grabbed a throw pilow and hugged it to her chest. "How do you put up with her, she's

nuttier than anyone I have ever met?"

Largo threw her suit jacket across the recliner, kicked off her cowboy boots and laid down behind Garrison before she said a word. "She's usualy not that bad, it's been a

while since she was out of her area and two bags of MM's didn't help any."

"I can't believe she laid on the floor of 7-11 and opened the spout for the Slurpee machine, I thought the clerk was going to have a heart attack!"

Largo pressed her face into the back of Garrison's neck and nipped at her nape. "I almost had a heart attack with al that moaning and groaning you were doing in the back

seat." She was stil aroused from the noises and wanted nothing more than to make love to the woman who caused the pounding between her legs. Licking at the tender skin,

she felt Garrison shiver and then rol to face her.

"You're evil you know that?"

Largo dropped her voice to a low purr. "I know and I also know that I'm very good at it among other things."

"Care to prove that Stud?" Garrison asked in a very similar purr before capturing soft lips. Soft moans and whimpers came from them as lips and hands roamed; clothes came

unfastened and then hit the floor in a pile. Temperatures rose along with pulses and their state of arousal when skin finaly met skin.

"Not here Garri, bedroom…now." She picked Garrison up and carried her to the bedroom, without turning on the light, she made it to her bed, lowered her soon to be lover

gently down and hovered over her body. "I've wanted to do this for a long time," She said close to Garri's ear and moaned when her nipples were roled between smal fingers.

Sucking her ear lobe between her lips, she nipped and sucked until Garrison whimpered and puled her tighter against her.

"I've dreamt of this moment every other second of the day; I just think of you and get wet." She grinned when Largo moaned and released her ear lobe to bury her face

against her neck. "Touch me and I'm history." She whispered, then moaned when she thrust against the muscular thigh that was between hers. Largo growled deep in her chest

when her thigh was painted with her lover's wetness, she was on the very edge of climaxing just from them making out on the couch and it would only take a warm breath to

send her over. Lifting up so that her knees were on either side of Garrison's hips, she looked down into dark green eyes and whimpered.

"I'm going to die here in two seconds." Her voice cracked and her body shivered from the intense throbbing between her thighs. "I'm sorry…but…I can't make this first time

…slow…" She took a deep breath and released it in a hiss when warm hands caressed her breasts.

"It's OK; we have plenty of time to take it slow." Garrison used one hand to pul her head down for a deep searching kiss and trailed the other down to soft short damp curls.

She knew exactly how Largo felt and was on the verge of going over the edge just from being so close to her, she moaned into her mouth when long fingers slipped through her

wetness and touched her center. She thrust upwards at the same time as she entered Largo's warm pulsing center and gasped when Largo's long finger's moved inside of her.

She broke their kiss to bury her face in long dark silky hair and thrust against her lover's hand, she felt her muscles clench and then colors burst behind her closed lids. She

screamed out her release and felt her lover shudder and yel against her sweat dampened skin.

As soon as Garrison entered her, Largo knew it was over. She held on as long as she could and then felt her insides shatter in release; her juices rushed out of her and soaked

both of them. With each spasm of her lover's center, she felt her warm juices cover her hand and run down across her palm causing her own body to react in tandem. She

dropped down onto Garrison's body and whimpered. "I love you Garri." She cried into her ear and eased her hand from between her thighs to hug her tightly to her body. They

lay together quietly and listened to their panting breaths become even. "You won't leave me wil you?" Largo asked and raised her head to look down into tear-filed green

eyes.

"Why would I do that, I'm in love with you and would never ever think of leaving you?" She lifted her head up to give Largo a soul searing kiss to prove her point, she puled

back for lack of oxygen and wiped the tears from her lover's cheeks.

Largo pressed her face into the warm hand cupping her cheek and mumbled. "Because everyone has in the past…my pager went off and they went out the door."

"They were al idiots," She flipped them over so that she was on top and straddling her lover's hips. "I'm not going anywhere for a very long time." She lowered her face to

caress the top of a firm breast with her tongue, teasing the damp flesh and feeling the nipple harden against her chin. She glanced up to see Largo's eyes closed and her lips

parted slightly. Flicking her tongue against the nipple, she grinned when her lover jerked and thrust up against her. "So sensitive and very wet," She roled her hips and moaned

when Largo pressed against her. "We may die from this; you know exhaustion, dehydration and other things." She moved her way up to whisper against wet lips. "I'm going to

make you scream the entire night." Her kiss stole Largo's breath away and made her pulse race so fast that she thought she would pass out. Their tongues wrapped around

each other and searched slowly until they came apart for air. They moved against each other and raised their arousal to volcanic proportions, Garrison's tongue and teeth licked

and nipped al the way down to lavish attentions upon hardened nipples and flushed skin. When long fingers wrapped in her hair and pushed her downward, she looked up into

dark sultry blue eyes and winked. Slowly, she licked her way down to the top of cropped dark curls and breathed in their mixed scents. Moving lower, she licked at her lover's

outer lips and moaned when she thrust up into her mouth.

Largo gripped the covers on her bed and spread her legs further apart, from the gentle stroking of Garrison's tongue against he outer lips and engorged clit, her body was at

the edge again. She moaned and squeezed her eyes closed when her clit was puled between warm wet lips and sucked. "Garri…" she gasped when two fingers slipped inside

of her and pumped slow but deeply within. "Come with me…" She felt Garrison move so that they were in a 69, she wrapped her arms around her lover's thighs and puled

herself up to her swolen nether lips. Roling them to their sides, she plunged her tongue into Garrison's center and felt her tongue squeezed right before her own climax claimed

her. She cried out against her lover and jerked with each spasm that rushed through her body. In seconds, she felt Garrison's body go taut and her juices rushed out and

covered her lips and chin. Drinking of her offering, she felt another climax brink from the tongue lapping at her center. She dragged a ragged breath in and cried out against her

lover's center when Garrison moaned against her. For long moments, they lay tangled and panting from their combined orgasms. Largo moved so that she was lying beside

Garrison and puled her against her body. "I love you Garri."

"Love you too my big bad cop." She snuggled into her body and let the slow pounding of her lover's heart lul her to sleep.

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Largo moaned and buried her face deeper into her pilow and puled her face back out when she felt a light nip to her shoulder blade. "What are you doing Garri?"

"Trying to wake you up, you know you have al kinds of bite marks on you?"

"Must be those damn bed bugs again," She roled over and puled her lover against her chest. "What time is it anyway?"

"Time we should be getting up and doing something constructive like making breakfast." Running a hand down from Largo's chest to soft curls, she grinned when her lover

moaned and spread her legs further apart. "Or staying here and seeing what kind of trouble we could get into, your choice."

"Such a tough choice," She groaned and then gasped when one of her nipples was sucked between wet lips. "No choice…ooohhh Gods…" She thrust her hips upward when

a wet tongue then snaked between her nether lips. "Toast…I'm…" Her yel of lover's name echoed off the wals and brought a huge grin to Garri's face. By the time they made

it out of bed and to the shower, it was close to eleven AM.

***

They stumbled into Largo's office under the watchful eyes of snickering detectives; Largo pointed a finger at them but was too tired to yel. Walking around her desk, she

dropped into her chair and closed her bloodshot eyes with a low rumbling moan. She opened one and grinned at her lover who was trying not to nod off in the guest chair.

"Maybe we should have stayed in bed?"

"Huuhh…yeah, can we go back home and forget we ever left bed?"

"After we take J. over to the hospital and get Dr. Vern the tit man." She pushed herself up out of the chair and made her way over to Garri without faling down. She had never

been as sore as she was now; there were places on her body that would never be the same. "Let's go see if J's ready for her tit job."

"Are you going to arrest that idiot today?" She groaned when Largo puled her up out of the chair.

"If he has tubes of bathroom silicon and a calking gun, he's history." She gave Garri a smirk and chuckled. "If he does, he's gonna re-calk the bathroom before I lock his ass

up. I think we have a major leak in there after what we did in the shower this morning."

"Maybe he can fix the showerhead thing; it's a little loose now after you used it to hang from." She snorted when blue eyes narrowed and a deep growl came from deep in

Largo's chest.

***

"NOCANDYNOFILES!" J yeled at the uniformed cop that jumped back from the records window.

"But J I can't find them on my own, only you know where al the shit is around here."

"NOCANDYNOFILES!" She crawled up on the windows ledge, pressed her face against the bars and reached out with a hand to grab the front of his uniform.

"GIMMECANDY!" When he handed her a Snickers bar, she jumped back down and handed him the clipboard and a request form. He took it and wrote down the

information and handed it back to her, she cocked a dark bushy eyebrow at him and snickered. "BUBBAFILES!"

"Bubba files, but it was a case involving a domestic disturbance?"

"BubbafileswifebeathusbandupwithemptywhiskeybottleandranoffwithhisbrotherBubbafile."

After he had gotten the file from her, he nodded his head at Largo and Garrison when they passed him in the halway. "Be careful Largo, she's in rare form today." He said over

his shoulder when he saw where they were headed.

"Ohh great just what we need, I wonder how much candy she's had al ready today?" She groaned when she saw J with chocolate smeared al over her face and the empty

candy wrappers littering her smal desk. "Guess that answers that," She looked down into the grinning face of her lover and sighed. "Let's get her out of there before we need

to tie her up."

"One question before we let her out…who is she today?"

Largo looked at the red pointed hat, fluffy white beard, green shirt, brown pants and brown boots with curled toes that J was wearing and grinned. "That's easy, she's Snow

Whites other dwarf, bitchy." They jumped when J crawled up on the window ledge and pressed her face to the bars.

"Gimmecandyornotitman!"

***

Largo looked over to Garri and roled her eyes, she couldn't believe that she was sitting there with J's beard on and thinking it was not weird or that people were looking at her

funny. Then again, J was no better. She was licking the window and sticking her head out when ever there were people on the sidewalk. A few times, the poor people tripped

or ran into something when she yeled obscenities at them. Largo's favorite was when they passed the Mayor and J yeled, "Your wife sucks tits!" and then flashed him.

Garrison fel down in the seat and threw a horrified look at a grinning Largo. She calmed when Largo told her not to worry that he was used to his kid yeling stuff like that and

flashing him. They parked in a visitor spot at the hospital and quickly got out of the car to chase after J, Garri couldn't stop laughing. J had picked green tights and a pink Tutu

for her appointment, what was worse was that she had army boots on with a leg shackle dragging off one foot.

"They won't lock her up wil they?" Garri motioned to the nurses that were trailing after J.

"Nah, they know who she is." She took Garri's hand and folowed after the smal cop. "What I want to know is how this guy managed to get an operating room so quick?" She

stopped and waved a nurse over and handed her the card from Dr. Vern. "Where's this OR room at?"

The nurse looked from the card and then up into serious blue eyes. "That's not an OR room, that's the janitors closet on the second floor."

"Ohh shit…" Garri took off after J and left Largo to cal for back-up. "Who is this Vern guy, is he the janitor?"

"Hel no, he's some wacko that keeps escaping from the top floor." The nurse handed her back the card and tilted her head to the side. "Let me know if you catch him, it's time

for his medication. And I have some left over Easter candy for J."

Largo jumped when someone tapped her on the shoulder from behind and then screeched at the top of its lungs. She turned and covered her ears when Vanna started yeling

and throwing her arms around at her.

"Calm down Vanna, I can't understand a word you're saying."

"My tits are gone! They took my tits this morning and now I'm flat as a damn board!" She puled her shirt up to show a white bandage wrapped around her chest. "You get that

asshole and cut his bals off!" Largo nodded her head and waved a nurse over to take care of the hysterical Vanna and then used her cel phone to cal a uniform to the hospital.

She looked into each room as she went down the hal looking for both her lover and J. She found them in the doctor's lounge and groaned when she saw what J was doing.

The smal cop had a wire coat hanger up inside the candy machine and was puling candy down with it.

"I can't believe you're letting her do that," Largo said to her lover and shook her head when she saw the half eaten Baby Ruth bar in her hand.

"Hey I don't blame her; they want a dolar for a candy bar! No wonder it costs so much to come to the hospital, they have to charge more so they can afford junk food. It gets

worse; they want a buck and a half for a can of Coke!"

Largo picked up al of J's candy and then grabbed her by her Pippy long stocking wig. "Come on we have to go upstairs and get the nutcase Vern, he's an escapee from the

top floor. And Vanna wants his nuts cut off; they took her tits off this morning."

Garri shuddered and rubbed her arms, she knew that Vanna was probably close to going over the edge of sanity and hoped that they didn't run into her on their way out. The

blonde bimbo thought her tits were the most important part of her body and without them, she was sure to go insane. "Was Sophie with her?"

"Not that I seen, she may be in surgery having the same procedure done." She stopped at the elevator and watched J lick the up button and push it a few dozen times. "Once

we have this guy, they can identify him and then press charges."

Garri leaned up against her and wrapped an arm around her waist. "How was this guy able to get away with al of this and not get caught is what I want to know?"

"Obviously no one cares that he's loose and his patients are too dumb to realize that you don't get tit enlargements in the janitor's room." They chased after J as she ran down

the halway and stopped outside of a door with a taped message on it; she handed the note to Largo and pushed the door open with a loud roar. Before they could get inside,

they heard Vern scream and then loud clattering noises. Largo pushed the door open and stepped aside so that Garri could see; J had the man under the sink and was trying to

shove the end of the caulking gun up his nose. The whole time she was chanting the words. "Rubbertits!" In a split second, she had the shackle off her ankle and slapped

around Vern's wrist.

"Sickbastardgoinbyebye!" She dragged him out from under the sink and over to Largo. "Mirandamirandamiranda!"

***

"Largo is it always this easy to catch the bad guy?" Garri asked after they had turned Vern over to the uniformed officers.

"Nope, sometimes we never catch them. If it wasn't for Vanna and Sophie we may never have caught him."

"You mean that any other woman would have just cut her loses and not said anything about doing something so stupid?"

"Exactly, if it had been you to do something like have a nutcase inject your tits ful of bathroom caulk, would you have gone to the police and risked them laughing?"

Garri rubbed her jaw and shook her head. "Nope, there's no way in Hel that I would ever admit to doing something that stupid. I'd go off somewhere where no one knew me

and have it fixed."

Largo puled her into her side and kissed her temple. "I just hope that if there are other victims out there from Vern's handy work that they get taken care of before they end up

like that other woman. Now I have al that damn paperwork to do before I can go home, what are you going to do?"

"Ohh I thought I'd go back to the station with you and wait until you got done, no sense in me going to work for a few hours. Plus I want to check on Vanna and make sure

she's not flipped out and ready for a straight jacket." She wrapped her arms around her lover's waist and rested her head on her chest. "Can we check at the nurse's desk to

see if she's stil here in the hospital?"

***

Largo looked up from her paperwork when she heard screaming out in the squad room, she glanced over to where Garri was sleeping on the couch in her office and got up to

see what the problem was. The minute she opened her office door, she saw J standing on a desk with a cardboard box held under one arm. What she couldn't figure out was

what she was throwing at the detectives. "J what have you got?" When J threw an object at her, she grabbed it out of the air and inspected it; a wide grin came to her face

when she saw that J was throwing breast implants around. She dropped it into her jacket pocket and went back into her office to wake Garri. Leaning over, she kissed her

parted lips and chuckled when Garri grinned and continued to sleep undisturbed. Giving up, she went back to her desk to finish up with the last of her report. It wasn't often

that she solved a crime al by herself and it was taking her longer to word what had happened. She also had to leave out the parts where J went off on her own little missions,

no sense in having Internal Affairs getting their noses into the strange arrest procedure. When her door opened, she looked up to see a grinning J waving at her. "Is Vern stil in

lock-up or did you go down there and stuff him in the furnace?"

"Ducttapedhisasstothebenchandputabubbainwithhim." She waved and ran out of the homicide squad yeling at the tops of her lungs something about rubber titty bouncers.

Largo shook her head and signed the bottom of her report. Dropping it into her out box, she stretched and got up from her chair, she was tired and wanted nothing more than

to go home and drop into bed. Going back over to Garri, she picked her up and carried her out of her office and al the way to her car.

***

Garri woke up to wandering hands and warm breath cascading across her chest, she opened one eye to see a large hand running up and down under her shirt. She turned her

head and saw that Largo was stil asleep and that her hand was moving of its own accord. Wondering how she had gotten to Largo's house, she tried to think back to earlier in

the day. The last thing she remembered was lying down on the soft couch in her office and nothing after that. Roling to her side, she snaked a hand up under her lover's shirt

and ran her fingers beneath a ful breast. She had noticed that Largo hadn't been wearing a bra lately and hoped that she had something to do with it. When they were together,

she always unfastened Largo's bra so that she could caress her breasts without any boundaries. A wide grin came across her features when she thought of how her lover had

looked that morning with her dress shirt opened three buttons and her nipples pressing against the soft material. If they hadn't had to leave the house to get J, she knew she

would have dragged her back to bed. Using her teeth, she bit off each button until Largo's shirt fel open to expose her warm silky skin. Pressing her lips between her breasts,

she kissed them to the point of worshiping. She stopped when a soft moan came from parted lips and Largo roled over onto her back. Easing from the bed, she went to her

knees and puled a black gym bag from under the bed. She had found it that morning while searching for her missing boot and grinned when she saw what was hidden inside.

Finding what she wanted, she went into the bathroom, took care of her needs, puled on a pair of Largo's boxers and then saw that Largo was spread across the bed.

Crawling from the foot of the bed upward, she stopped when she was kneeling on either side of a long muscular thigh. Leaning forward, she ran her tongue above the waistband of black silk boxers and up to plunge into her lover's navel.

After a few minutes, she felt long fingers tangle in her hair and pul her upward towards waiting lips. They kissed deeply, exploring dark recesses until they parted for need of

air. Garri waited until she could see pale blue eyes open and look at her, she cocked an eyebrow and gave her a wicked grin. "Ya had ta wake up and ruin my chance of taken

advantage of you while you slept."

"Damn…I'l pretend I'm stil asleep and you can do anything ya want to me." Largo replied in a deep sleep thickened voice. She ran her hands down to squeeze her lover's ass

and raised an eyebrow when she felt the silk beneath her hands. "Stealing my boxers huh?"

"Yep…needed to change into something after what you were dong to me while I slept." She wiggled her brows and dropped her head down to nuzzle between her lover's

breasts. She felt Largo raise her hips up and brush against her with her thigh, she chuckled when she moved her thigh in exploration and froze.

"Garri…there's something that feels a little funny against my leg."

Garri pressed downward with her hips and slid up her lover's thigh, she lifted her head when Largo moaned and thrust against her. "Know what it is yet?" She roled her hips a

few more times and grinned evily when Largo whimpered.

"You found my bag of toys I see," She gave Garri a sultry look and licked her lips. "So you like to pack?" She knew by the confused look on her face that Garri had no idea

what she was talking about; she reached down with one hand and fondled the bulge in the front of the boxers. "This is packing," She puled on it a little and watched green eyes

rol back and lips part. "Ohh now I know what you have there…it's not the one I use for packing; it's my strap-on."

"There's a difference?" Garri said in a stuttering voice.

"I'l show you later," She massaged her lover's bulge enjoying the control she had over her. "Are you going to use that on me or do you just like the feel of it?" She puled the

end of the dildo through the fly and ran her hand up it and puled gently.

"Keep that up and I won't be able to do anything for a while but gasp for air." She leaned back on her hands and let Largo take total control of her, she would get her way later

when she was able to think again. Largo turned onto her side, brought her knee up behind Garri to support her back and continued to run her closed hand up and down the

dildo. She could hear the noises that the smaler end was making when it moved inside her lover; that alone made her center pulse and wetness run down her leg. She curled

forward and licked the tip of the dildo and then puled it between her lips under watchful green eyes. The moan that came from Garri almost sent her over the edge, using one

hand; she unbuttoned the top button of the boxers and pushed the silk down on either side of Garri's hips. She moaned deeply around the dildo when she saw how engorged

her lover's clit was and how it moved when the dildo slid out of her. She moved so that they could get comfortable and she could see better. She pushed her hand inside the leg

of her boxers and brought out glistening fingers, she showed them to Garri and then painted her twitching clit with her juices. Puling the boxers off Garri, she rested her cheek

on her thigh and continued to stroke her clit and watch the dildo twitch. "Come for me baby…I wanna watch you come with the dildo in you."

Garri groaned and thrust her hips upward, her thighs trembled and then she yeled out Largo's name with her release. Her body shuddered and then her hips pumped faster

when Largo grabbed the dildo in her hand. She was close to having another orgasm when Largo stopped, shed her boxers and straddled her. She leaned down and captured

her lips for a rough kiss and eased herself down onto the dildo. She broke the kiss, threw her head back and moaned when she took the entire length inside of her. A gasp

came from her lips when her nipples were pinched between smal fingers and Garri thrust into her. With panting breaths she forced out. "I'm…coming." Her back arched, body

shuddered and a low grunting noise came from her with her release. Her hips jerked and her juices poured from around the dildo to splash onto Garri.

"LARGO!" Burst from Garri with her climax, she pumped her hips upward with each wave and caught her lover when she fel on top of her. They continued to thrust against

each other until they were spent and gasping for air. Garri started to chuckle and then laugh, what she didn't realize was that the movement was kiling Largo. When her lover's

back arched and she whimpered with another climax, she laughed even harder until she noticed that Largo was too quiet. Roling them over, she lifted an eyelid and saw only

white. "Ohh God…I think I kiled her!" She eased out of her, shed the strap-on and walked with weak legs to the bathroom. She returned with a towel and wet washrag to

wipe her lovers face, neck and rising chest. A few minutes later, she saw blue eyes flutter open and then a smal grin come over her lips.

"That's a first for me." She said with a ragged voice and took Garri's hand in hers. "I never passed out before from orgasms."

"You scared me, I thought I kiled you." She placed a soft kiss to her lips and then used the washrag to wash between Largo's legs. "I think we got a little rough," She looked

up with concerned eyes. "We may not be able to walk tomorrow."

"Maybe not but why are you washing me…not that I don't like it…"

Tears filed Garri's eyes when she looked up; she wiped at her cheek and bit her bottom lip. "There was blood on your legs…I hurt you."

Largo puled her into her arms and roled them onto their sides; she kissed her lover's tears away and whispered to her. "You didn't hurt me; I've never used a strap-on before."

"Ohh God…I did to hurt you." She sobbed and buried her face into her lover's chest.

"No you didn't, no one has ever made me feel the way you do. I've never been able to have multiple orgasms with any lover, by myself doesn't count." She grinned when she

heard Garri chuckle, she puled away and winked at her. "Seems to happen quite a lot lately," She dropped her head down to hide the blush that crept up her cheeks; she

looked up at Garri and tilted her head to the side. "I saw you out in your truck that night." She wiggled her eyebrows and grinned at the wide eyes and deep red that covered

her lover's cheeks. "I don't jog, I was sore that next morning from…"

"That makes two of us, that's never happened to me before." She gazed into dark blue sapphires with silver shooting through them and moaned, al it took was one look from

Largo and she was wet. She took Largo's hand, placed it between her thighs and raised her hips. "We may have to invest in those adult diapers…"

"Kinky…wil you model one for me?" She growled right before she brought their lips together in a soul-searing kiss.

***

Friday morning Garri showed up at the police station with Vanna and Sophie, she took them to Largo's office and waited for them to take their seats before she went around

and kissed her lover gently. "We're here for the line up, but you'l have to explain to the bimbos again what they have to do."

Largo hugged her and whispered in her ear. "When we're done, we're going to my cabin for the weekend. I have the black bag out in my car so we can play."

"You would torture me like this wouldn't you, let's get them to the line-up room so we can get out of here." She tugged on Largo's hand and puled her up out of her chair,

waving a hand at the other two women, she pointed to the door. "Come on lets get this over with, I have plans for the weekend."

***

Vanna and Sophie stood on the other side of the one way mirrored window and watched a dozen men walk into the room and turn to face them. They snickered and made

soft comments in each other's ear and then turned to see Garri roling her eyes. Largo flipped a switch near the window and spoke into the speaker and asked each man to

take two steps forward and turn to their right before going back into the line up. "Al right you two, now take a good look at each guy when he comes forward. When you

recognize one of them, say the number that's on the paper attached to his chest." She spoke into the speaker again and waited while the two bimbos looked at each one that

stepped forward. She held out her arm and wrapped it around Garri's shoulders when she stepped into her body, they watched Vanna and Sophie tilt their heads to the side

and shiver in disgust at some of the men in the line up. Largo watched the door open and groaned when J came in; the smal woman wore a bright orange tank top, Scottish

skirt and pink balerina slippers. What was scary was the fact that she looked like she stole Dolly Parton's tits. She wobbled when she walked and used the wal to keep from

faling over, she stopped beside Vanna and looked up with crossed green eyes and snickered.

"I can't believe her." Garri mumbled to Largo and buried her face in her chest for the screaming that would eventualy come when the bimbos noticed J.

"I wonder what she has in her shirt…they look kind of real." Largo tilted her head to the side and moaned when she saw J go into the beaver hide bag at her hip and pul out

breast implants.

"THAT'S HIM!" The bimbos yeled when Vern stepped forward and turned in the wrong direction before going back to stand with the others. "HE RUINED OUR TITS!"

They ran towards the window and smashed right into it with their faces before faling onto their asses. "ARREST HIM…CUT HIS NUTS OFF!" They continued to scream

while the men were led out of the other room. They screamed louder when J walked in front of them, handed them breast implants and bunny hopped away. Largo and Garri

busted up laughing when her tits flew up, smacked her in the face and knocked her out cold across the bimbo's laps. Garri and Largo stepped forward to lift the smal cop off

the hysterical bimbo's laps and carry her from the room. Largo yeled over their screams to one of her detectives to place formal charges on Vern and send him back down to

lock-up. They carried J back down to files and put her in the twin bed where she slept in the back room. Garri looked at a picture on the nightstand and noticed that it was the

same one that Largo had in her house. She picked it up and waved it in front of her lover. "You have this same picture, who's the woman with you?"

Largo took it in her hand and smiled down into green eyes. "That's me and my mama; we had that taken a few months ago. She's on vacation in Cancun and should be back at

the end of the month."

Garri raised wide green eyes up to her lover and closed her open mouth. "Your mama's a cop?"

"Worse, she's the police chief and my boss. Now ya know why J's stil here, can't fire family now can ya?" She placed the picture back down on the nightstand, wrapped an

arm around her lover's waist and puled her against her body. "Ready to go to our cabin, we can stop by your place and get some clothes if you need them?"

"You're related to the little nutcase?"

"She's my cousin, so that makes me related to the Mayor."

Garri rose up onto her toes and kissed Largo softly before she nodded her head. "That comes in handy now doesn't it," She grinned. "I just need to grab a few things and then

we'l get lost for the rest of the weekend. One thing before I forget, stay out of the bushes this time."

Largo laughed and hugged her lover tighter to her body. "Don't worry; I'm not going anywhere near any poison ivy."

***

On the way to Largo's cabin, Garri looked through her mail that she had grabbed on her way back out to Largo's car. She came to a manila envelope with the name of her

insurance company on the upper corner; she tore it open and looked at the check before reading the letter included. "Wel, the good news is that I have your check for your

truck, the bad news is they canceled my car insurance." She folded the check and stuck it in the front pocket of Largo's silk shirt. "Guess I'l be caling Geiko on Monday and

seeing about getting that high risk coverage."

"That just plain sucks," Largo turned to look at her lover and raised an eyebrow. "How many claims have you had?"

"One, this one and no speeding tickets, Insurance companies suck, just think of al the money you pay each year for say 60 years or more. What do ya get back when you no

longer drive? Not a damn thing!!" She ripped the letter into smal pieces and stuffed the scraps back into the envelope. "It's a huge rip off and they should have to give you

back your money."

Largo had never realy thought of it before but Garri was right, the amount of money that everyone paid into car insurance over the years was ridiculous. What did they do with

al that money if you never had a claim? She had never had any and neither had her mom, with al that money in their pockets, they would be rich. An idea came to her; she

would think about it more and then talk to Garri about it later. She checked the traffic from the other direction and turned down the road that would lead them to their cabin,

she had thought of it as there's from the very first time they had become intimate and hoped that they could cal her home that as wel. She stopped at the bend that had brought

them together and smiled, the entire area had been cleared and she could see a good two hundred foot up the road.

"Uncle Melvin told me he was going to clear this but I never thought they would clear it this good," She moved closer to Largo and kissed her neck. "I'm glad that we didn't

clear it before or we might never have met."

"That makes two of us; maybe he'l send the guys out to take care of the poison ivy for us?"

"I'l ask him on Monday, even though I enjoyed rubbing your ass."

They carried their bags into the cabin, dropped them on the couch and headed back out the door to go down to the riverbank. Largo puled Garri in front of her and wrapped

her arms around her from behind. Resting her chin on her shoulder, she turned her head and kissed the side of her neck and nipped at the soft skin. "What would ya say to a

picnic, and some night fishing?"

"As long as we light some citronela candles and you don't go jumping in the river, it sounds good to me."

"No beer this weekend, I brought a case of Coke instead." She placed a gentle kiss on her lover's lips, took her hand and led her back up to the cabin. After getting the stuff

they would need for their picnic and fishing, she pointed to a thick blanket on the back of the couch. "Grab that while I get changed, I hate wearing these damn suits and the

sooner I'm out of it the better I'l feel."

Garri ran her hands down the grey double breasted suit jacket and wiggled an eyebrow at her. "But you look so damn sexy in a suit, especialy when you're wearing a silk shirt

underneath your jacket."

"Uuuhh huhh, you just like the fact that I only have a silk shirt on with nothing underneath it." She moaned deeply when smal hands went under her jacket and rubbed her

nipples until they were hard and aching. "Our picnic can wait." She picked Garri up and carried her to their bed, for the next couple of hours the cabin echoed with the sounds

of their releases and sent the wild things of the area running for cover. When the sun started to set, they ventured out with their fishing gear and walked on sore legs down to

the river bank. Garri spread the blanket out while Largo placed the cooler and fishing poles down on the ground next to it. Dropping down onto the blanket, she held her hand

out and puled her lover down next to her. She kissed her gently before handing her a fishing pole and the container of chicken livers. When they had their lines out in the river,

they lay down next to each other and cuddled close. They both jumped when they heard a noise in the bushes and then a horrible voice singing. Largo roled over and squinted

in the dimming light and groaned.

"We're not alone; we have a wood nymph spying on us."

Garri went up on one elbow, leaned over her lover and looked into the bushes; she snorted when J fel out and cussed. "I can't believe she's running around in public dressed

like that."

J got to her feet, kicked at the bushes and growled. "Gothandsandfingersgrabbedmyass!" She straightened her green pointy hat and wiggled around in her green leafy tutu

before running around her cousin and Garri and doing little leaps and bounds. She puled on a string and made her wings flap and bunny hopped closer to Largo.

"Yourmamacaledandtoldmetogiveyouthis." She handed Largo a smal envelope and then hopped away from them to go running towards the cabin singing a song from Peter

Pan. Largo shook her head and peeked inside the smal envelope; she closed it quickly and stuffed it into her pocket.

"What did your mama send you?" Garri asked and tried to stick her hand in her lover's pocket.

"Keys to the cabin," She squirmed and tried to keep Garri's fingers out of her pocket but failed when a smal hand cupped her sex and squeezed. "Ohh God…you're gonna kil

me." She moaned and thrust her hips up into Garri's hand.

"Naaah…just tease you until you beg." She grabbed a hard nipple between her teeth and nipped lightly. "Why did she send you keys to your cabin?" Largo roled them over

and straddled Garri's hips; she puled the envelope from her pocket and dumped the contents into her hand. She picked the key ring up in her fingers and held them out to

Garri.

"I don't know how my mama knew about us unless a certain crazy person caled her," She placed the keys in Garri's hand and looked down into her dark green eyes. "She sent

the keys for you," She nodded her head for Garri to look at the keychain closer. "That's not al she sent, it's my mama's way of giving me a little shove." Garri looked at the

keys in her hand and gasped, on the ring was a gold wedding band and a diamond engagement ring. "Wil you?"

Tears filed Garri's eyes; she looked from the rings to her lover's pale blue eyes. "You want to marry me?"

Largo nodded her head and then dropped her head down. "I know we haven't known each other long but if my mama sent her rings to me then she knows something that I

don't and I never question my mama. So yes, I'm asking if you'l marry me." She took the key ring from her lover's hand, removed the rings and held them out to her. "Wil you?

" She slid the rings onto Garri's finger when she held her hand out and then brought their lips together in a deep soul-binding kiss. She let out a yelp when something landed on

her ass and giggled. "She's stil here." She mumbled against Garri's lips and then lifted her head up to see J running off towards the cabin again. "She's realy lost it this time,

she's…naked except for a tiara."

"I know someone else that's going to be that way." Garri puled Largo's shirt up over her head and tossed it behind them somewhere; she roled her over onto her back and

kissed her deeply until they were both panting. "The Hel with fishing, we're gonna celebrate for the rest of the weekend. Hopefuly when we're exhausted and can't move, J

wil drag us up to the cabin."

***

They woke the next morning on the river bank wrapped in each other's arms and the blanket, Largo looked over to the side of them and snorted. J sat with just a fishing hat

covered with hooks and lures on and using her fishing rod. "Catch anything yet?"

"Lotsofstuffweirdstuffyourstuff." She pointed to a rope strung between two trees with their clothes hanging off of them. "Fishesthrewthembackwrongsize." She puled a stringer

out of the river and showed her cousin the eight bass she had caught so far. "Gotsbreakfastandlunch." She turned and gave Largo a bright smile. "Shesayyes?" When Largo

smiled and nodded her head, J jumped up and fel on top of them. "Gotanewcousin!" She kissed a squirming Garri on her cheek, grabbed the stringer of fish and then ran off

screaming towards the cabin.

She eased up onto one elbow and traced her lover's lips with a fingertip. "Largo why is she stil naked and what in the Hel did she say?"

"You just gained a crazy cousin and she caught us breakfast and lunch along with our clothes that were out in the river." She got up and puled Garri to her feet. "You don't mind

that she's here do you?"

"Nope, she grows on ya after a while." She wrapped her arms around Largo's waist and leaned into her body. "Is she our slave for the weekend?"

"Yep, she's not as crazy as she wants everyone to believe." She pressed their foreheads together and hugged Garri tighter. "I was going to ask you to marry me this weekend

even if my mama hadn't sent J here with the rings." She pressed a kiss to her lover's lips and puled back to look into her emerald green eyes. "I just wanted to tel you that."

"I would have said yes anyway, I love you Largo and want nothing more than to grow old with you." She looked up towards the cabin when she heard J yel at them, she

chuckled at the smal cop and shook her head. "I guess breakfast is ready, and if we don't get up there I'm afraid she may use that flipper on us." J jumped up and down,

pushed her chef hat out of her eyes and waved a huge flipper in her hand.

Largo gave her lover an evil grin and wiggled an eyebrow. "Maybe she'l let me use her flipper later." She picked Garri up and carried her towards their cabin al the while

thinking of what other things she could put to use from the kitchen along with what they had brought with them in the black gym bag.

The End

Crash Course

By Larisa

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