Free Use 3 Taking The Lady Cop PDF Download

I was having a bad day. My girlfriend dumped me, my dog was sick and now my boss called me in for an emergency meeting. Fuck that shit! I needed an escape. A release. I needed to run away to The Bahamas, plop my ass in a lounge chair by the beach and relax until I fell asleep. But I couldn't. I had - that dreaded word - responsibilities. I didn't want responsibilities. I didn't sign up for this. Speeding along the freeway, mumbling to myself about all the things I wanted to do to my boss right then, I didn't even notice the flashing blue and red lights. Not until something aggressively rammed into my bumper. "What the hell?" I yelled and turned the radio down. "What the ever living --" Then I saw it. The angry red and blue flashing lights of doom. This was it! This was my chance. I slammed on the brakes, nearly causing the police cruiser to ram into me. Squealing tires, hot smoke, lots of shouting. Then, the officer - and her 9mm - in my face. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? You could've gotten us both killed! I oughta shoot you right here and right now for that. Now get the fuck out of the car with your hands up!"

Once the the cop lady had been “taken care of,” I turned my attention to more pressing matters: Namely, my very hot, but bitchy, boss. Taking the cop meant that I was going to be SUPER late. If I didn’t act fast, I was going to be out on my ass. Fortunately, I still had a bit of time. Now it was time to turn the tables… Excerpt: (Cont from Free Use 3: Taking The Lady Cop) Once I was finished banging the lady cop and knocking a baby in her fertile womb, it was time to turn my attention to my boss. My very nice, upstanding boss. Oh, who am I kidding? Lisa was a harpy. With a capital H. A god-damn fucking bitch that never tired of yelling at me. I smiled as the cop lady - now carrying my potent seed in her belly - jumped in her car - sans gun that she let me have - and sped away, a large smile plastered across her pretty face. I had a plan to deal with her. The free-use pill my friend gave me - the same one I took for the cop lady - was still working. According to my clock, I still had an hour of its effects left. I sped as fast as I could the rest of the way to work. Before leaving, I'd had Jessica put my plates in the system as a VIP diplomat. She assured me that from now on I would be left alone. "Speed all you want!" She cheerfully explained. "Until they find out the truth, you're pretty much untouchable." That's exactly what I was going to do. With about 45 min left, I arrived at work. Of course, I was going to be in very deep shit as I was well over an hour late. I confidently strode into work. Right off the bat, the secretary handed me a piece of folded paper. I took it and heard her click her tongue "tut tut." I ignored her and read the note: You better fucking have a good excuse, Mark. This is your final warning!!! More whispers and snickers. I turned around and confronted them. "You shouldn't snicker behind your boss's back." I said calmly. "We weren't." One of the ladies said. "We were snickering at you. Fortunately, you're not our boss." I smiled politely. "Yet," I said and turned and strode into the boss's room.