We finished moving DD in and we decided then we would go into town to eat at the Club before picking up my uniform and getting Doc's and Cathy's stuff they needed from their apartments. Dad had the Bentley professionally washed and cleaned along with Sue's Mercedes in prep for the award ceremony arrival at the Club on Monday.
We had skinned the Pike and Catfish and cut out the Y bones on the Pike before cutting them into bite sized pieces. For dinner, the ladies Combined 2 tbs Lemon pepper and 2 tbs celery salt, 1 cup seasoned salt, 1 cup of sugar, and 24 cups of boiling water. They then quickly put in the Pike and brought it back to a boil for 4 minutes before straining and serving with melted butter.
The Catfish was cut into bite sized pieces, soaked in buttermilk, rubbed with fresh crushed garlic, salted, peppered, and battered in a half and half mix of fine corn meal and flour with added baking soda in a 5 to 5 to 1 mix. They were then deep fried in hot peanut oil until lightly browned before being drained in the strainer lined with paper towels to drain and emptied onto a large serving platter.
There were also ears of fresh corn that were baked still in the husks and denuded after baking before being slathered in butter, boiled and spiced new potatoes, and Cathy's family recipe Cole Slaw....which was the talk of the table. A local home brew craft beer rounded out the menu.
Dinner was informal, as in no clothing allowed informal. I set the tone at the table and made a plate for both Sue and I. I then had her sit on my lap, my cock deep inside her pussy, as I fed us both. DD then sat on Doc's lap, James had Leesie, and Barbara put on a strap-on and Cathy sat in her lap.
Needless to say, dinner was very good, very exciting, and very sensual.
After dinner we all cleaned up the dishes...there were no leftovers. The Catfish was crispy and very good, the Pike tasted like lobster, The Cole Slaw was lightly tangy sweet and meshed well with the spicy new potatoes.
We all went out to the pool where I served up drinks. Most of the ladies wanted strawberry Daiquiris while the men all agreed to snifters of Remy Martin Cognac Louis XIII (that stuff is so smooth it is dangerous).
Sue, Cathy, Doc, DD and I went over to DD's place to sleep the night and help her acclimate to her new place. Cathy slept with Sue and I so Doc and DD could have some privacy...not that a whole lot of sleeping was happening. I was laying on the bed with Cathy sliding up and down my soaked cock while Sue levitated her engorged clit just at my lips while the two women played with each other's boobs and french kissed.
I have no idea what Doc and DD were doing, but they were not quiet about it. I know for a fact DD came 5 times as she loudly announced each one, lol.
DD and Cathy got up around 6 in the morning and fixed lots of sausage gravy and flaky Grands Biscuits. The rest of the family came over and we ate till we were stuffed. The women went out to nude sunbathe while we men cleaned up and went to town for groceries and a bit of shopping.
Marion took me to an outfitter for Law Enforcement Officers with Doc and Dad in tow and we walked in as they opened the doors at 9 am.
"Hello Sheriff! How may I be of service to you today?"
"Yes, my nephew has joined the Sheriff's Office and we need to kit him out today. All he has is a Full sized Sig in.45 caliber. Everything else, he needs."
The clerk smiled brightly, "Let's start with a backup pistol and work from there"
The clerk had me look at several high end light carry pistols and I picked out a two tone Colt Defender Combat Elite as a backup pistol in.45 ACP which matched my primary caliber and felt good in my hands. It was also in the 1911 style just like my primary.
Along with a formed ankle holster I got my belt, tack belt, belt keepers, cuffs, name tag, quick draw level 3 holster that fit my primary pistol, magazine holders, a hidden handcuff key that went inside the belt keepers, some additional ballistic underwear (T-shirts and full length drawers), and a level 3A tactical vest with Sheriff printed on a Velcro strip across the back. I also got a set of boots for everyday wear and a set of boots specifically for special occasions.
My tack belt was also equipped with a pepper spray canister and holder as well as a small pouch with 4 sets of Nitrile gloves shoved in it.
I had three magazines for each weapon, two each in pouches on my belt and one in each pistol. Two mags were loaded with +P Winchester 230-Grain Ranger T-Series rounds with one mag each of custom, LEO or Government issue only, +P+200-Grain steel tipped and Teflon coated bullets for situations were extreme penetration (such as an assailant wearing a bullet proof vest) was required to stop a criminal.
I purchased an extra three boxes of the Winchester and the penetrators so I could practice a bit with each and know where they were going when I fired them.
All told, I was rigged for bear with 47 rounds of ammo, 15 of which were custom penetrators that would go through ballistic vests or concrete block walls. I thought it was overkill but Marion insisted.
We went directly to a clay pit where LEOs practiced and put up a few silhouette targets. I started at 10 yards, then backed up 5 yards at a time until I was at 25 yards. I fired three mags of the Winchesters at each distance with my Sig and then with my Colt, noting the differences in aim point at each distance.
I repeated this process with the penetrators and when I was through I felt I was proficient enough, given my previous firearms training, to put the rounds where they needed to be. Frankly, I was impressed with the Colt. The rounds fell 2 inches low at 25 yards, which was expected with the shorter barrel. I was also impressed with the penetrators. At 25 yards they were within one inch of elevation from the 10 yard mark on each gun but all of the groups were two inches higher than the Winchesters at 25 yards.
So, from 10 yards to 25 yards, regardless of round or pistol, I was within a 4 inch window. The groupings were very consistent and, when I took a half second to aim, were within one inch center to center on both pistols with both types of rounds.
I found that when I double tapped the Winchesters the second round was consistently one inch above the first on the Sig and 2 inches above the first with the Colt due to it being a lighter pistol with a bit more recoil.
We then went by the Tailor's shop and I picked up my uniform. It fit perfectly, plenty of shoulder and crotch room while also defining my ass. I could have done without that last part but it was too late to change that now. Marion attached a second badge as well as my name tag and had me wear the uniform, with complete kit, for the rest of the trip.
We went grocery shopping. I swear, every woman in the place was checking me out. One even exclaimed, "Damn officer! I think I may need some protecting later tonight! You available?"
I politely responded, "M-Lady, I would love to be your protector, but I am afraid my protection duties are fully booked for the foreseeable future. I deeply appreciate your request and I am very put out that I must decline."
