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we couldn’t risk it, and we couldn’t risk having some bitchy detective snooping around, either.
    But Kelly was relentless. Over and over, she threatened me.
    And every time, it started just like this. A phone call. I knew what she wanted, and it killed me that she knew I would give it to her, just to shut her up again.
    “Come to my office this afternoon at three.” That’s all she ever said. A time and a place.
    Each time, I tried to resist.
    “No.”
    “For fuck’s sake, Mike. Do we have to play this game again?”
    “I’m busy, Kelly. Why don’t you go find yourself a regular guy to fuck? You’re a decent looking woman, I’m sure you can find some guy who’s down on his luck that would fuck you.”
    “Thanks for the compliment…I think,” she said. “But I don’t want a regular guy, I want you. I like your cock. It fills me up nicely.”
    “So would a dildo.” I said, dryly.
    “Ha!” she replied sarcastically. “Aren’t you funny?”
    I groaned into the phone. God, I fucking hated this woman.
    “Just bring that sweet dick to my office at three. Or else. Don’t make me do something I don’t want to do, Mike.”
    The precinct wasn’t far from Rosie’s school, and I knew from previous meetings with her that it wouldn’t take long. As long as I left quickly, I would still be able to pick up Rosie from Daisy’s in time.
    I hung up the phone without saying another word to Kelly, feeling like I was cheating on Daisy. Which was ridiculous, because I hadn’t even had a chance to kiss her yet.
    I shook my head in confusion.
    What the fuck was I thinking? There would be no kissing Daisy. And for reasons exactly like this. I had no business getting involved with any woman, especially considering the mess my life was.
    I needed to find a way out of this situation with Kelly, but in the meantime, I found myself on the back of my bike, trying once again to drown out the shame of what I was about to do.
    It never helped.
    When I reached the precinct, Kelly met me at the door.
    “Oh, hello, Mr. Montgomery. I’ve been expecting you. Please, let’s go into my office.”
    The guards watched us as I followed her silently. The less I said to this woman, the better.
    I was here on business. I would just fuck her and leave as quickly as possible.
    Or, so I thought. Kelly had other plans.
    “I was thinking today,” she said as she sat behind her desk. “I think that you and I need to take things to another level, Mike.”
    “What the fuck does that mean?” I growled.
    “Well, you come in here, all sexy and angry, and you hate fuck me like I’m some stinky whore that you can’t wait to wash off of you. You don’t think I’m a stinky whore, do you, Mike?”
    “No comment,” I replied sullenly.
    “Now, see? That’s just what I mean. You aren’t very nice to me. And that’s what I don’t like, Mike. I want to feel like I’m getting…what I need…out of this situation.”
    “Now we’re going to talk about your fucking needs, woman?”
    She laughed, gazing at me calmly from behind her desk.
    “Calm down. And yes. You need your club to stay under the radar, right? You need us to look the other way sometimes, right?”
    “Get to the point, Detective.”
    “I am. The thing is, my needs have changed a little, Mike.”
    “How so?”
    “Well, you know…women don’t really enjoy those quick sessions as much as men do. Women need some time to warm up, as I’m sure you know. You seem like a skilled lover…even if you are a little out of practice.”
    “I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, Kelly. Get to the fucking point already!” I bellowed.
    “Okay, well, my point is that from now on, when I call you to meet with me, I’m going to be asking a lot more of you than just a quick few moments of bending me over the desk.”
    “More of me how?”
    “Well,” she said, getting up from her chair and walking over to stand in front of me. “First of all, I want to see you naked.