Mr Spraycan – case 4
Unidentified voice (2): “Could be you’re right. Say though, she’s working so hard herself I may just grab a handful of tit to show my appreciation.”
Unidentified voice: “Why not? After all, this is one of the city’s finest we’re handling here.”
Unidentified voices: (Laughter)
Unidentified voice: Yeah, I meant to mention that to you, Julie. About your investigation and all. To tell the truth, we’ve come around to say goodbye. Our partnership has accepted a very lucrative offer for the interesting chemical mix we’ve created and now we’ve decided to leave for foreign climes before every kid on every street has a can of pussy pushover in his pocket. But before we get into that kind of boring social chat stuff, my friend here is going to get his rocks off with you. You think you could manage this pose for us?”
Unidentified noise
Unidentified voice : “Don’t try to talk with your mouth full, Julie, it’s not polite. Anyway, we’ll take that as an affirmative. But you don’t have to put your tongue out if you don’t want to, we wouldn’t want to make you look silly, not with being a cop and all.”
Unidentified voice (2): “Open those legs, you bitch, shake those tits for us, put it all on offer.”
Unidentified voice (2): “Ah, that feels great. Make sure you get a good shot of this, I want to gloat over it when I’m stretched out on the sand watching a bunch of nude chicks playing beach volleyball. Listen though, bitch, don’t forget to come down and see us anytime you feel like crawling on the floor in front of a multi-millionaire and sucking him off. I’m generous with my time that way, even for dumb cops.”
Unidentified voice: “Yes, Julie, the factory making our gas is going to be somewhere in South America and that’s where we’re relocating to. Now, this is this next little intimate pose we want from you. And remember that all your police colleges are going to get copies of these shots, so stretch those cunt lips all the way for them to see, OK?”
Sergeant Grafton: “Please, please, don’t send them any pictures, please. I’ll make sure the investigation goes nowhere, I promise.”
Unidentified voice (2): “Shut up and start humping, you boring old whore!”
Unidentified voice: “Nice shot there, Sergeant. You thought you could trace us through our suppliers of lab monkeys, didn’t you? Bad news I’m afraid. We got our animals from a source you’ll never discover and we got rid of all of them in a way you’ll never know about. But we kept one of the biggest cages in case we might need it again. Maybe we should take you with us and keep you inside it for a while. You said you were going to rattle my buddy’s cage but I think he’d enjoy rattling yours instead.”
Sergeant Grafton: “Yes, yes, if you want — if nobody else sees the pictures! Oh, God, yes, yes!”
Unidentified voice:”I think you’re starting to strike oil there, good buddy. Anyway it sure seems like she’s turning into a regular wild cat. OK, Sergeant Grafton, here’s the next thing we want to see you do for your mug shots. Give that clit of yours a good touchup and think about what we can do with you. Just one more spray of gas and you’ll do absolutely everything we tell you too, anything at all. That’s a great temptation, even for clean living gentlemen like us.”
Sergeant Grafton: “Oh God, fuck me then!”
Unidentified voice (2): “No need to ask him, slut, I’m doing the chore anyway.”
Unidentified voice: “Like they say, the only way to deal with temptation is to yield to it. We’ll think about a special treat for you, Julie. In the meantime, let’s see what other pictures we’ve got here . . . Oh, nothing difficult here, only a couple of pics of Robin smiling at the camera on her back and getting laid.
One middle distance and one closer up. Here, take a look. All you’ve got to do is to hold tight and look happy.”
Unidentified voice 2: “You heading into the jungle, man?”
Unidentified voice: “Just getting some of that tropical South American atmosphere, dude. And getting an idea or two about the Sergeant. She looks real cute on top of that counter. How about we gas her properly, put her in uniform, take her into the roughest bar in town, drop her on top of it and say that the fucks are on us?”
Sergeant Grafton: “No . . . aaah.”
Unidentified voice 2: “Jeez, did that turn her on, she’s bucking and fucking like a mustang with a burr under its saddle!”
Unidentified voice: “That idea getting you interested, hey, Julie? And here I was thinking you were so, so uptight about guys like us grabbing some ass any way we wanted to. Well, fine, if we’re going to do that we’ll need some more photos so all the guys know how you like it. Here’s another good one of Robin, so you roll over on your side and show us how you like getting it the same way.
