Chapter 1
Samantha's high black boots clicked on the tile of the hallways in the dimly lit building. She walked tall and with great assurance. As she tossed her head, her long black hair streamed down her back and her long neck looked like part of a sculpture.
There was a steady beat to her walk. It was one that she had practiced for a long time and finally perfected. When she walked it was not simply to get from one place to another. Samantha wanted to send a message to the world with the clicking heels of her boots.
She wanted to let the world know that she was tough!
The luscious, dark-haired beauty didn't care who knew that she was a lesbian. She had set up her business in San Francisco and she was determined to make a success of it.
Opening the door of her office, she saw the youthful, blonde girl sitting at her desk.
"Hello, sweetheart," Samantha said in a voice that was deep and thick as honey. "Any calls so far this morning?"
The eager blonde girl got up from her desk and said, "Millie took all of the calls that came in."
There were two offices beyond the waiting room, where Effie was sitting. Samantha went to the office to the left, knowing that her partner, Millie, was in the office to the right.
When Samantha looked up, she saw that Effie was standing in the doorway. She smiled at the girl and said, "I know that I owe you a couple of weeks pay."
Effie stepped quickly into the room as she said, "You don't have to worry, about that, Samantha!"
"You're a good kid," the dark-haired beauty said as she leaned back in her chair.
With that encouragement, Effie sat on the edge of the desk and said, "You could do something for me, though, Samantha." She lowered her eyes.
Samantha reached up and ran her hand along Effie's thigh as she said, "I'll bet that I know just what it is that I can do for you, sweetheart."
Effie nodded her head and giggled. The dark-haired lesbian dominatrix behind the desk smiled to herself. At least if there was no business, she wouldn't have a boring day.
"Get on the desk, Effie," Samantha said to the beautiful, blonde girl.
"Shall I take my clothes off, boss?" the secretary asked.
Samantha winked at the younger girl as she pulled open the buttons of her blouse and revealed her lusciously rounded breasts with the sharply pointed nipples.
Effie quickly started to peel her clothes off. She tossed her blouse onto the floor next to the desk and then she unzipped the side of her skirt and wriggled out of it.
When she looked at the dark-haired beauty who was her boss, she giggled and then reached her fingers into her pale, pink panties so that she could peel them off.
Slowly, she worked the panties from her beautiful hips and revealed the patch of golden pussy hairs that fringed her cunt lips.
She reached down and ran her fingers along the moistened lips of her pussy. She had been anticipating the arrival of the beautiful woman and she had been hoping for an experience like this to make her day.
Samantha came around to the edge of the desk. She was wearing her black lace panties and her high black boots. Her firm breasts were almost pointed and sharp.
Licking her lips as she came toward the girl she said, "Lean over the side of the desk and get the special package from the top drawer."
Effie opened the top drawer and her hand brushed over the revolver that was there. Then she could feel the soft felt of the package that she had been searching for.
Pulling the package from the drawer, she pulled the felt covering from it and revealed the wonderful ten inch dildo that Samantha always kept handy.
Samantha took it from the girl and said, "Is this what you want, sweetheart?"
Effie nodded her head and leaned back on the desk as she said, "I want you to hold me, boss. I want to feel warm and protected in your wonderfully soft arms."
The dark-eyed dominatrix slid her body down on top of Effie's. She could feel the points of Effie's nipples rubbing against the points of her own nipples and she enjoyed the feeling of the contact. She spread her legs and pressed her moist pussy lips against the firm, white flesh of Effie's well-rounded left thigh.
Samantha pressed her weight down against the body of the younger girl and then she brought her lips to Effie's lips. She could feel the warmth of the flesh around the girl's lips and then she felt the moisture as the blonde girl opened her mouth.
The anxious tongue of the blonde girl was sliding back and forth against the dark-haired girl's tongue. It was pushing for admission to the hot mouth of the other girl.
Soon, the two tongues were meeting and rubbing back and forth, the tips exciting each other.
While her tongue was occupied in the other girl's mouth, Samantha reached down with the dildo and pressed the head of the thick thing against the moist and wrinkled flesh of the other girl's pussy. She was working the hard cock head into the cunt.
Effie was so hot for it that she was raising her hips up from the desk in an effort to feel the dildo even deeper inside of her body.
As the dark-haired girl continued to work the thing from side to side and to push it into the body of the younger girl, Effie was wriggling her hips and her thighs back and forth in an effort to feel the dildo rubbing against the pussy flesh on all sides of her eager slit.
"You're really hot to get fucked!" Samantha said in a soft voice that was almost a laugh.
"Yes!" Effie replied in an intent way, with her eyes closed and passion on her lips.
The dildo was sliding deeper into the pussy. When Samantha sensed that she was pushing the drier flesh on the outside of the pussy into the slit along with the dildo, she began to ease the pressure that she was exerting on the thick thing.
She pulled back the dildo by a fraction of an inch, simply so that she could help the girl's pussy to relax and take the rest of the thing into her.
Then she pushed forward and pressed another two inches of the dildo into the tight pussy slit of the blonde girl. Working the thick prong from side to side she was able to get the entire length of it into Effie's lovely cunt.
Once she had succeeded in doing that, Samantha pressed her thighs around Effie's thigh and began to hump up and down along the girl's beautifully rounded leg.
As she was doing that, she was humping the dildo in and out of the tight pussy slit of the blonde girl. She was feeling the reaction inside of the blonde girl that was telling her that
Effie loved every minute of what was happening to her.
But, Effie's eyes were closed. Samantha took the girl's hand and pulled it down to her own slit so that she could feel the moisture there.
"Come on, girl!" Samantha hissed, under her breath. "I want you to know that it's a woman on top of you! I want you to know that I have a hot pussy and that I'm the one who's here."
Effie sighed softly as she ran her index finger along the crack of the cunt slit. She was wriggling her index finger in as she felt the thick dildo working into her and then back out of her, creating gooseflesh all along her neck and her legs.
Then, suddenly, as if an explosion had taken place inside of her, Effie went into contortions. She tossed her leg up around Samantha's body and she felt her cunt flesh tightening around the dildo.
When Effie opened her lips to cry out in passion, Samantha pressed her lips down on Effie's lips and stuffed her tongue deep into the girl's mouth.
For a long moment, the two of them were locked together in that position. Samantha was holding onto the dildo, but she could feel a tugging on the thick thing that was the young girl's pussy flesh undulating and writhing around the invader.
Finally, Samantha could feel the younger girl relaxing. She slid her body from Effie's body and began to work the dildo out of the girl's slit.
The young blonde girl smiled up at the dark-haired woman and said, "That was so good."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, sweetheart!" Samantha said as she plucked the dildo from the girl's cunt and patted her on the ass. "Maybe next month I can manage to pay you your salary."
"Don't you worry about a thing," Effie said with a hopeful look on her face.
"Me?" Samantha said, sitting back in her swivel chair, nude. "I never worry. It's very bad for the complexion to worry about things."
"It just takes people some time to get used to the idea of a woman being a private detective."
"Not just a woman, sweetheart," Samantha said, leaning forward across the desk. "Keep in mind that I am also a lesbian! You must always keep that in mind."
Effie was dressed again and as she stood over the desk, looking at the beautiful woman who was sitting behind the desk, looking so depressed, she said, "Is there anything else I can do for you, boss?"
"You've been swell, already," Samantha winked. Then she started to get dressed.
"Bridget, are you in there?" the voice called out.
"I'm in the kitchen," the redheaded girl called back in a bored way.
At the door of the room, Theoni Thursby appeared and looked at the naked form of the beautiful girl she considered her lover.
"This is a pretty seedy hotel," Theoni said to Bridget. "Do we have to stay here?"
"Don't be an idiot," the redheaded girl replied. "You know that we can't take the chance of having them find us until the ship docks and we can get the thing."
"Yeah, I know," the other girl said as she ran her hand through her brown curls. She put down the bag of groceries that she had gotten and said, "Every time that I'm on the street I have the feeling that I'm being followed."
"Well, you're so paranoid," Bridget said with a giggle as she turned the page of the mystery thriller that she was reading.
"Must you sit around naked?" the brown-haired girl asked.
"You know that I'm most comfortable when I am naked," Bridget said in a whining voice that would have suited a very young child.
"But, we keep the door of this suite double locked for fear that someone will come in here and...." But Theoni was cut short when Bridget slammed her book onto the table.
"Will you please make lunch and shut the fuck up about your paranoia!"
Theoni was silent as she unpacked the vegetables that she had in the bag. There was an ugly scowl on Bridget's beautiful face as she said, "Are you cooking for a rabbit?"
"I thought that a salad would be good. It wouldn't have too many calories and we would be able to...." But again, Theoni was cut short when the girl's book slammed down, "Make your fuckin' salad and shut up about it. But, keep in mind, I am not the one who had to worry about having too many calories."
Theoni worked on making the salad and Bridget picked up her book once more. But she could not get interested in the book. She put it down and looked at the food that was on the counter. Taking one of the thickest and longest carrots, she went into the other room.
"Where are you going, Bridget?" the brown-haired girl called. "Lunch will be ready in a minute."
"Fuck lunch!" Bridget snapped. "Actually, perhaps the opposite might be fun."
By that time, Bridget was in the bedroom. She tossed herself down on one of the beds and then she pressed the thin end of the carrot against her pussy lips and she began to work it against the wrinkled and moist flesh of her cunt.
She managed to pull her pussy lips aside and she got the orange, organic dildo into her cunt. She was working it deeper and deeper into the confines of her cunt.
As she was doing that, she was pushing the moist cunt flesh from side to side so that the carrot could get into her twat. It was not nearly as thick as a cock, but its strange shape made it an exciting dildo for the girl to use.
The very head was very thin and almost pointed. Then, un-like a cock that had a knob at the head to help work its way forward, the carrot just got thicker and thicker all the way down.
And so, the more of the carrot that the girl had inside of her cunt, the wider it was spreading the delicate and responsive lips of her cunt.
Bridget could feel the juice that was increasing in her pussy flesh and she could also feel the juice that was oozing from the carrot. The heat and the pressure of the pussy were pressing down against the carrot and squeezing juice out of it.
There was a strange sting in Bridget's cunt as she felt the juice filling her up and mingling with her own pussy cream, but she found it very exciting.
Then she opened her eyes and looked up to see that Theoni was standing in the doorway. Theoni was working her fingers up her leg and pulling her skirt up so that she could frig her pussy lips through the thin and shiny fabric of her panties.
"That looks so good, Bridget!" the darker girl said.
Bridget simply smiled. She loved to receive compliments. She found that getting complimented always helped her to get even more excited.
And it wasn't hard for the girl to get the praise that she was craving. She had relatively short reddish hair that had a special sort of bounce to it.
There was one beautiful wave that curled down across the girl's forehead and a number of other waves that swept back from her face.
Her body was a delight of perfection. Although her breasts were not too large, they were very nicely rounded and they had large pink circles around her tits that were at least the size of silver dollars. Her pussy patch was of red hair that was even a little lighter and therefore a little bit brighter than the red hair on the girl's head.
"How beautiful," Theoni sighed. "The carrot matches your pussy snatch!"
Bridget spread her legs even wider and began to work the carrot way into the depths of her cunt. It was a wonderful contact. Since the head of the carrot was so thin, the girl could get it very far into the recesses of her twat.
Once she had managed to do that, she started to work the carrot back and forth in her pussy slit. She could feel it exciting the flesh along the sides of her cunt walls, but even more than that she could feel the head of it striking at different spots deep in her pussy.
As she was fucking herself with the bright orange vegetable, she could feel even more of its skin being boiled off by the juices of her body.
Her moist and supple cunt flesh was like a grater that was scraping along the side of the carrot.
Then she clasped her legs together suddenly and she felt her thickening pussy flesh grasping onto the carrot. For a moment, Bridget was filled with a terrible fear.
She imagined that the wild undulating of her pussy was going to crack the carrot in two. She was terrified that she would then have a hunk of carrot lodged deep in her twat.
But, that was not the case. The carrot was strong and thick. By the time that the girl had finished cumming, she was able to remove the dripping thing from her cunt.
When Bridget looked up she saw that Theoni was standing there next to the bed and smiling down at her. In a fawning sort of way, Theoni sighed, "May I please...."
The redheaded girl understood the rest of the sentence. She handed the drooling carrot to her anxious friend and watched as Theoni anxiously nibbled on the thing.
In a moment, Theoni had finished the carrot and was wiping her lips. When she looked over at Bridget, she saw that the girl was pulling her clothes on.
"Where are you going?" Theoni asked. "I came in to tell you that lunch was ready."
"I have an errand to run."
"B-but, what about the...." Theoni began to say as she came close to the girl.
"Buzz off, Thursby. You're really getting to be a pain in the neck!"
There was a light tapping on Samantha's office door and then Effie opened it to say in a soft whisper, "There's a beautiful girl out here and she wants some help."
"Well, send her in," Samantha said as she stood up and straightened out her outfit.
As Effie opened the door wider, she let Bridget Shaunessey into the office. Samantha's eyes widened as she looked at the lovely form that was wrapped in a tight-fitting dress.
"What can I do for you, Miss...."
"Shaunessey. I'm Bridget Shaunessey," the redheaded girl said with a little smile.
"Won't you have a seat, Miss Shaunessey?" Samantha said as she sat on her side of the desk.
"I'm here about my sister," Bridget said, a concerned look in her eyes. "You see, we're from Pennsylvania and my sister has run off to San Francisco with a lesbian named Theoni Thursby. She is here at the Hotel Frisco. I've been trying to get to my sister and that terrible woman keeps getting in the way.
"You see, my sister has decided to go home, but I have an idea that Miss Thursby is keeping her there for her own evil purposes and forcing her to stay."
"What do you want us to do?" Samantha said in a soft voice.
The door of the office opened and . a beautiful, brown-haired woman stood there. For a moment, Bridget was startled and looked over at Samantha.
But, then the black-haired beauty behind the desk smiled and said, "This is my partner, Millie Alquist. You can feel free to speak in front of her."
"Well, I've arranged to meet with my sister tonight at nine. But, I'm afraid that this
Thursby woman will try to keep her from seeing me or will come along. All I really want to have you do is to keep a watch on Theoni Thursby and see to it that she doesn't get in my way."
Samantha gritted her teeth as she said, "I hate to hear stories about lesbians who are forcing other girls to be their lovers. There are enough beautiful girls who are willing to enjoy lesbian lust that those things are unnecessary."
"But," Millie said as she stepped forward from the door. "Do you know for sure that this Thursby woman is forcing your sister? Perhaps your sister wants to be there."
"You're right, Miss Alquist," Bridget said with a twinkle in her eyes. "I would not want to see my sister forced in any direction. If she wants to stay here with the lesbian life in San Francisco, I will not interfere in any way."
"But, for tonight," Samantha added. "You want our agency to help keep Thursby in check."
"That's right," the redheaded girl said. "Now, if you'll tell me what your fee is."
Millie quickly took the redheaded beauty by the arm and offered to take on the case. As Bridget left the room with the other woman, she turned to look at Samantha, who was still sitting behind the desk. There was a smile that passed between them.
Effie came into Samantha's office a moment later and said, "What was that all about? Why was she dragged out of here by Millie?"
"It looked to me like Millie's eyes were going to pop out of her head as soon as she looked at Miss Shaunessey!" Samantha said with a light smile.
"That Millie is always...." Effie said, shaking her head.
"Cool it!" Samantha said. "You know that Millie is my partner. Good, bad or indifferent, the two of us went into this business together and we've got to see it through."
"But, what is this Miss Shaunessey all about, anyhow?"
"I'm not too sure, precious," Samantha said, lighting a cigarette. "She came in here with some story about her sister being involved in a lesbian relationship and yet my radar system was telling me that she was pretty interested in my tits.
"At the same time, my radar system was also telling me something else."
"What was that?" Effie asked, leaning on the side of the desk.
"There's something that tells me that our little Bridget is a big liar. Every word seemed to come too easily, like she had rehearsed the story and she was inventing it."
"Well, shouldn't you discuss that with
Millie?" Effie asked.
"Millie is a big girl and she's a professional! She knows what she's doing!"
"I hope she does," Effie said in a soft and sweet voice that showed a bit of concern.
When Samantha was left alone in her office, she thought back to the time that she and Millie had decided to open the detective office together.
It was not so much a decision on their part as something that they were forced into. The two of them had been policewomen on the force down in Bakersfield, California, less than a year earlier.
One day, when they had both been on a late shift, they returned to the locker room together. The men had a large and comfortable locker room, but the policewomen, because there were so few of them, had a cramped little locker room. '
As Samantha peeled her light blue uniform off, she noticed the way that Millie was looking at her. She had seen that look numerous other times in Millie's eyes and she had a pretty good idea that Millie was a lesbian.
The two of them had never discussed the subject, but it was something that often came up in their daily work. There were many times when Samantha would give someone a ticket and when they would drive away from her, they would call out, "Dyke!"
At first it hurt Samantha and she was concerned that people knew she was a lesbian. But, then she realized that people merely shouted that out in order to hurt her and that they also called the same thing to the straight women on the force.
When Samantha realized that, she was angry over the fact that people used the accusation of lesbianism to try to hurt women. She held her head high whenever someone threw the word at her.
But, she couldn't call back, "Yes, I am!" She knew that she would be kicked off the force if they knew that she was a lesbian or if they even suspected that she had been involved in one single lesbian affair. She knew that the town could not accept her as she was.
When she was sliding her black panties down to the floor and running her fingers through her downy patch of black pussy hairs, she felt certain that the other girl was looking at her with a certain admiration in her eyes.
The two of them tossed their towels over their shoulders and went into the shower room together.
Once they were in the shower together and soaping themselves up, Millie smiled and said, "It's so nice and quiet here with only the two of us!"
"Yes. It is!" Samantha remarked and she felt like the other girl's eyes were going to burn a hole right through her naked flesh as they stood together.
Millie was watching the way that the streams of warm water were slithering down Samantha's body. She saw one drop of clear water sliding down from the black hair to the white, carved flesh of the girl's forehead.
Then that drop of water continued to race down Samantha's nose and it quivered at the tip of the upturned and thin thing before it turned to one side and curved around one of the girl's flaring nostrils to slid down the carved cheek.
As the drop of water rounded the girl's chin and then moved down her long and elegant neck, Millie kept on watching it. She had desired Samantha so much and now they were naked and together in the shower. There was no one to disturb them.
Millie grew bolder as she stared more blatantly at her friend and fellow policewoman. She watched the droplet of water as it raced on the sharp angle of the top of one of the girl's breasts. Then it curved toward the middle of the breasts and seemed to be lost in the cleavage for a quick moment before it reappeared again racing toward Samantha's belly button.
The brown-haired girl wished that she could be that drop of water as it wriggled around Samantha's belly button and then slid down toward the patch of black pussy hairs.
As for Samantha, she was very observant. The girl was very much aware of the way that her associate was looking at her naked body. She could tell that there was lust behind the gaze in Millie's eyes and she didn't mind it at all.
In a clumsy fashion, Millie dropped her bar of soap and slowly knelt down to pick it up. But, once she was on her knees, she looked up at Samantha and met the girl's eyes.
They looked at each other for a long moment. If Millie were mistaken about her estimation of the other girl, she would figure that she was still safe. She could simply say that she had gotten dazed for a quick moment when she bent down.
But as her eyes met Samantha's, she saw the twinkle that was in the dark-eyed girl's expression and she saw the smile that was playing on Samantha's lips.
Millie did not hesitate any longer. She pressed her lips against the wrinkled pussy flesh of Samantha's twat. She rubbed .her closed mouth up and down against the moist flesh and she could feel the moisture that was there.
It was very different from the moisture of the running shower. The moisture that was sliding against Millie's already wet flesh was thicker and warmer than the warm water.
Millie's lips opened and her tongue slid across the wrinkled flesh of the moist pussy lips. She brushed her tongue up one side of the cunt lips and then down the other side.
Then, pushing her tongue forward against the hot depths of the vagina, she could feel the pussy lips parting and she could feel the moist flesh of the interior of the dark-haired girl's body. Her tongue pressed deeper into the cunt.
As soon as her tongue was deep into the pussy, she could feel the cunt lips snapping shut around her moist mouth muscle. She struggled to pull her tongue back or to push it deeper into the twat, but there was no chance for her to move her tongue at all.
Then, with her tongue deep inside of the cunt, she began to make a greater effort to move it. Simply the effort was enough to get the beautiful dark-haired girl turned on. She could feel her pussy flesh responding to the struggles and the movement of the tongue.
As the mouth muscle flexed and relaxed against her pussy flesh, the girl could feel her cunt meat reacting and flexing against the tongue.
With the increased movement inside of the tight slit, the girl could feel a flow of hot cunt cream around her tongue and soon she realized that she was able to slide her tongue deeper into the wonderfully moist and hot pussy.
She was then able to pull her tongue back out of the vagina, with the smooth flesh slipping around her mouth muscle and allowing her to do that.
When her tongue was almost completely out of the cunt slit, she could tell that the flesh deep inside of the vagina was collapsed together once more. She pushed her tongue hard and strong against the pussy flesh so that she could get back into the twat.
The movement of Millie's tongue was getting Samantha very turned on and so, with the showers still running, Samantha flipped around onto the tile floor so that her face was just a few inches away from the other girl's cunt.
For a moment she just looked right at the other girl's pussy. Then she pressed her long and elegant fingers into the fleshy hips of the other girl and she brought her lips to the other girl's cunt and slid her tongue deep into the confines of the pussy.
She was running her tongue in and out of the twat and she was pressing her teeth down against the moist pussy flesh that surrounded the love hole.
Both of them were so involved in what they were doing and they were both listening to the sound of the running showers. They did not hear the entrance of the woman who was the captain of the policewomen.
"What the fuck is going on here?" the woman screamed as she looked into the shower room. "Damn dyke perverts on my police force! I will not have such a thing! Get your clothes on and both of you report to my office immediately!"
When the two bedraggled policewomen reported to the captain's office, a few minutes later, the woman behind the desk had her lips set tightly together. Samantha couldn't help remembering that earlier that day this same woman had been friendly to her.
In a flat tone, the woman said, "According to the Bakersfield city ordinance, if two persons of the same sex should engage in sexual activity together, such as the two of you did, they can both be jailed for one to three years and be fined up to a thousand dollars."
Samantha and Millie were both at attention. Millie had her eyes half shut because she felt like she was on the verge of tears. But, Samantha was not displaying any emotion.
"It is a complicated process to drum you out of the police force," the captain said, standing up and putting her hands behind her back. "I don't care about that. It would be worth any effort to see that dykes are kicked off the force. What I do care about is seeing that our policewomen do not get a bad name. Do you follow me?"
Samantha looked at the woman standing next to her and then she looked at her superior officer as she said, "I really don't follow, captain."
"I will put it in plain English. I do not want to have to drum you out of the police force because that would be bad for us. I want you both to resign immediately."
There was a little sob in the back of Millie's throat and then the captain said, "I cannot force you to resign. But, if you refuse to cooperate with me I will see to it that the city ordinance is put into effect and you are both thrown into jail."
Millie gasped and put her hand up to her mouth as she said, "Jail?"
"That's the reaction that I expected. You are both pretty well acquainted with our jail system. I venture to guess that you both have quite a few enemies behind bars."
"And I venture to say," Samantha snapped in a deep and nasty tone. "That if we went to jail, we would both be dead within a month."
"I would like to have your resignations on my desk, right now!" the woman said, clicking her heels together as she left the room.
"Just one last thing," Samantha said in a snide tone as she called after the woman. When the captain turned around, Samantha hissed, "I know the real reason for this. I know that you've wanted to eat my pussy ever since I first joined this police force!"
The woman at the door got red in the face and she began to stammer. Then she left her office without saying a word and slammed the door behind her.