A couple of months had gone by now since the 5-woman orgy at pool-side with Bobbie and Jackie, their daughters, Lisa and Mary-Jane and Ally Michaels.
Since that wonderful night, Ally's first sex with the women, the perpetually horny, lesbian policeman had become a frequent visitor to Bobbie and Jackie's home. In fact, she was over so often that she had come to be looked upon as another member of the household. The girls and Ally spent a lot of time alone in the teenagers' room. Depending on her work schedule, she often stayed overnight and usually all week-end. Bobbie and Jackie, had begun to think they had another daughter. Another daughter they needed to look after. Another daughter they fucked from time to time.
Ally Michaels had slept which each woman in the house. Sometimes singly with either Lisa or Mary-Jane, if it happened that one or the other was home by themselves. Neither of them very often went anywhere without the other, but, it had been known to happen. But Ally had never had sex alone with either Bobbie or Jackie. Neither of the two women, to date, would take another girl or woman to their bed without the other one. They had never discussed it. They just never did it, because they just plain didn't want to.
Except, of course, on the special evenings when Bobbie and Jackie each would pick one of their daughters and spend a special night together alone with them. Sometimes, in the spirit of fun, they'd make it contest. Who beat who swimming lengths in the pool, for instance, got to pick who slept with who that night. Or some other challenge they'd think up. Silly things, such as who could put the most dishes in the dishwasher first. It was all part of their fun.
But, of course, ever since Bobbie had turned Jackie on to the idea, none of this precluded having other women in their bed, besides their daughters and Ally. One afternoon, Bobbie's lawyer, Jeanette Mcdonnell had stopped by, when Ally was visiting on her day off, with more papers for Jackie to sign. The policewoman and the lawyer had met previously, one time when Ally was testifying in one of Jeanette's cases. They had liked each other that day, despite the fact Ally had been testifying against Jeanette's client. But this day, at Bobbie and Jackie's, they had discovered they 'really' liked one another. The four women had wound up in bed together and it would take the rest of this chapter to describe to the goings on that occurred during that sultry afternoon.
Detective Jake Hopkins, knowing full-well where his partner was spending a lot of her off hours, questioned her relentlessly, nearly every day. He was frustrated, not being able to find the man who had been seen near Pete's truck before the accident.
"Partner," he'd say to her. "Your private life is your own business and I would never pry or interfere. He coughed. "But you do realize, I hope, that I still think Roberta Montgomery either knew the guy or found the guy, the one that did Pete Warren's brakes. Do those women ever talk about Pete Warren? Do you ever get any indication that Roberta Montgomery might have hired someone to do Pete harm?"
"For fuck's sake," she'd say to Jake, a trifle impatiently. "These women aren't stupid. They know I'm a cop. Do you really think that they're gonna talk about committing a crime or being the driving force behind a crime, right in front of me? Get real, partner. And I'll certainly guarantee this, that even if your suspicion of Roberta turns out to be true, which I don't believe, Jackie knew nothing about it."
And Jake would get an inscrutable smile on his face and say, "I happen to agree with you there, partner, about Jackie Warren. It's that Montgomery woman I like for it." But then he'd roll his eyes and ask, "But if you're so convinced there's nothing there, why then, may I ask, partner, are you spending so much time at their place? I get it, that I asked you to get to know these woman. I'm just not certain that I asked you to get to know them, quite literally, inside-out."
Ally would just grin. "Don't you worry, partner. Detective Michaels, is on the case!"
And, so far, at least, detective Jake Hopkins had to be satisfied with that.
Ally though, when she wasn't fending off Jake Hopkins' inquiries, would often think about Pete Warren's accident. She'd wonder about it, but then she'd get confused, thinking about all the over-the-top pussy lickings Bobbie Montgomery have given her. And how loving and warm she was to Ally and her family. Also, everything she and Jake had learned about Pete Warren made him out to be not a very nice person. She realized, to her consternation, that even if Bobbie did have something to do with the accident, she did not care.
What kinda cop, she often asked herself, did that make her?
But, she continued putting off her partner, who she knew would never rest as long as he thought he had a bad guy and maybe a bad woman running around loose in the town. She put off her partner's concerns about a certain woman at the same time as she was continuing her affair with that same woman and all the other women living at the same address. She kept explaining to Jake that Pete's name was rarely mentioned in that household. Never, in fact, by either Bobbie or Jackie and only occasionally by Lisa. She even went so far as to express her opinion that Pete certainly hadn't been missed, to this point, and likely never would be. Ally never tired of pointing out that the women were happy and harmless and that Pete was a prick, and they had lots of other cases and that, in her opinion, they should just let it go.
But, then, one day, sitting at their desks, Jake had some disturbing information to relay to Ally.
"Partner," he began, "There is a guy in a holding cell downstairs, for drunk and disorderly, who busted up a bar last night when the bartender wouldn't put the hockey game on the TV because everyone else wanted to watch football. This guy is a bad dude with a rap sheet as long as your arm. Funny thing," Jake mused, scratching his chin, "is this guy knows Roberta Montgomery. He tells me his wife is bi-sexual and, admittedly in the past, he doesn't seem to sure about the present, has slept Roberta. He denies touching Pete Warren's truck, although he doesn't deny knowing who he was."
Jake was watching his partner. Ally had gone a little pale.
