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Emap

By: emap



I run on the roofs of the buildings at an easy pace effortlessly dodging the strange whirring blades inside large boxes on all of the buildings. The leaps between are short and concise my tail keeping me steady. I speed up to make the longer jump across a large gap, the strange rumbling box things with people inside whirring by below the gap. I am forced to skid to a stop when I hear a woman screaming, there are men screaming back strange words that make no sense to me yet the smell of them tells me they desire harm.

With a growl my face changes from that of a woman to a more feral face, I turn to face the direction of the screams, my nose picking up the smell of gun oil, more concise than what I am used to, along with the strange smell lying over their natural scents. I begin to move, at first on all fours then moving to just my legs as I speed up. I am going adjacent to this large gap, the sounds getting louder as I draw nearer to them, her screams and scent of her fear most evident among them the men are old hands at this violence.

With a feral scream I leap from the building, only one of them looks up, as luck would have it the one I am leaping into. His eyes get wide just before my feet hammer into him sending him flying giving me enough reverse momentum to flip onto the roof of the strange box the woman is in. The other two men look behind them at the man now lying on the strange tar covered rock with painted dashes atop it. I take this opportunity to look at the men, they are dark skinned and tall, one is somewhat rounded, the other is thin with slight muscle evident on his bare arms.

The woman is screaming now about something on her roof, the men look back then up at me, I kick one in the side of the head. The other raises a strange looking black metal thing it is close enough in the end appearance that I recognize it as being a gun. The gun goes off twice in fast reports, though I am already behind the man, his head turns toward me in shock, I grab the back of his head then force it into the metal of the box thing before us. The woman is screaming again, staring at me her eyes wide in pure fright, my ears back to protect them from the intense noise emanating from her I put a finger to my lips.

She quiets down quickly to only whimpering in fear and shock, dazzling lights and a whirring high pitched noise send me leaping across the lower front of the box to hide. A man is yelling something about nobody move, this is the police. My face reverts to that of a normal woman as I stand up to walk around the box, this policeman is standing to one side of another box with strange red lights inside of it, a section of metal extended out from it. When he sees me he points the revolver at me, though he is not in blue he is instead in a strange looking suit with no tie.

"Stay where you are I am the police there was a report of a carjacking." He says putting his head behind the revolver to look down it at me.

"I am sorry Mr. Policeman I do not know what a carjacking is I do not know what these things are that you move around in. I have not been to this city in quite some time, it has grown much in strange ways since I was last here, did the automobile become as successful as my father said, I bought stock in a new company that was going to sell them, Ford Motors I believe was the name." I say moving a little closer with each word his head pulling up higher.

"Stop right where you are, if you move any closer I will shoot you." He says putting his head back behind his revolver.

"I am sorry I would not like that much." I say from behind him, grinning at his shocked and scared smell.

He starts to turn saying dear god help me, I smile at this, policemen apparently are all god fearing. I turn up my pheromones in seduce mode, he is really quite attractive with his blonde hair in a tussled mess atop his head, his strong jaw and nose completing the look of an athlete. When his revolver is lowered and forgotten about I kiss him, he kisses back with a lovely passion that leaves me excited and wanting more.

"Please what is your name Mr. Policeman?" I ask as I pull back from the kiss purring in the back of my throat.

"Detective Tony Samson, I would like to know your name I do have to write a report about this." 

"For now call me Jaguar though I would prefer if you do not mention me I shall make my appearance known in my own due time. I have your scent you will see me again later, though I must ask, is the harbor as dangerous as my pa told me as a child?"

"More so I would say, though the real problem is somewhere in the warehouses. There is at least one drug smuggling group operating out of them."

"I do not understand laudanum is only restricted it is easy enough to get a doctor's permission."

"I don't know what this laudanum is cocaine and heroin is the big sellers, LSD is making a strong comeback."

Before I can ask any more questions I hear two more of those boxes approaching with the wailing noise makers. I kiss him again before moving away, I leave a claw mark in the lighter colored strange rock made from small rocks of the raised section. I turn and look at him again before leaping atop the building and continuing on my way toward the harbor.

The large gap makes me backtrack two buildings so I can get up a good amount of speed easier. Doing so I am able to listen to and see my detective friend speaking with the two new policemen and the horribly distraught woman. She is going on and on about a wild animal that walked on two feet. I grin when one finds the claw mark, there are a lot of strange words uttered I assume swear words and one prayer. I let loose a roar and am off, my feet quickly getting me to a suitable speed, with one pause to plant my feet and propel myself I am leaping across the wide gap.

The smaller buildings turn into giant buildings that extend outward more than upward. Some I recognize as warehouses, I have leapt across to two warehouses when I stop and look around. I sigh when I realize my parents house was here somewhere, my ears align to draw in a rhythmic noise, very fast moving and more depth in the deeper tones. When a voice accompanies the thumping rhythmic noise I wrinkle my nose in disgust, it is a banal voice saying nothing I understand about something called ho and pounding her ho hole.

When I realize her is in there I wonder why any woman would want to be called ho or have her pussy referred to as a hole. I notice another box moving along with the same style of rhythmic noise emanating from it heading in the direction of the noise I hear ahead. I run ahead three warehouses then drop to the tar covered rock pathway, I let my normal brown hair show running partway down my back and resting atop my shoulders. The box comes closer the strange lanterns on the front lighting me up as I put my hand up. The box screeches and whines as it slows down swiftly before moving beside me the glass opening rolls down and a dark skinned man sticks his head out.

"Damn bitch what you on to be standing in the middle of the street wearing that insane get up." He yells like I am standing far away instead of a scant few feet.

"Smoking hot body under that get up though, damn bitch where you headed." The one next to him says this one is lighter skinned though both are similarly dressed.

"I am not a dog please refrain from speaking of me as such. I would like to head to yonder dance if at all possible, and I have some questions I would be thankful if you answer them for me."

"As long as you are thankful with your body you can ask as many questions as you want." The dark skinned one says as he reaches behind him the section of the box he is reaching toward opens.

"I suppose my first question has to be is cocaine illegal now?" I ask as I get into the box, the two men laugh for a second.

"Lady where you been, coke has been illegal as long as I have been alive." The dark skinned one says after turning to look at me.

"Oh dear me, what does coca cola use as an additive now then?" I ask actually perturbed, I had traveled to Atlanta to sample some the year after it was first sold.

"Oh hell I have no idea here have some though it is awesome." The light skinned one says passing a small bottle back to me.

I look at the bottle it is filled with a dark bubbling liquid that I recognize as coca cola. It smells largely the same as I remember though the bottle itself is the thing that has me curious, it is clear like glass yet soft like paper, it is not paper however. When the light skinned one urges me to take a sip I do to find it is largely the same tasting without the strong aftertaste of the cocaine.

"Please what is this bottle made with?" I ask as I pass it back to him.

"It's plastic dang where have you been the last fifty years?"

"I was in the jungles of South America. Please can I get some cocaine at this dance?" The two men look at each other before the black one turns back to me.

"You can though you should stay away from that shit it is addictive and turns you into an idiot. What you should be looking for is some pot, that shit is the bomb."

"I do not know why I would want a pot, I do not grow plants. I also have no desire for a bomb, I simply wish to head for this dance and get more information."

The two look at each other again before the box begins moving, I look around when I notice a strange smell emanating from behind me in the box. In just a minute or two we reach the dance, there are men carrying large metal things that smell like the strange guns from earlier. I am thankful my hearing is not as strong when I have my hair out with my normal ears the rhythmic sound is much louder than it was. As the box turns to go into an empty area around a warehouse I am looking right at one of the men with the strange large gun, he puts a hand between his legs and smiles in at me as we pass him his hand moving up and down.

When the box stops the two men get out, the dark skinned one goes next to me then does something to make it open again. I hold my hand out for him to give me assistance like a gentleman should, he grins then takes my hand. He walks to the back of the box now suspended upwards with the light skinned man they pull out large brick like shapes of aluminum foil I look at another dark skinned man as he walks over, his eyes on me.

"Dude, who the hell is this bitch and why she being here," he asks as he gets closer in a loud voice as if he was farther away.

"Marcus dude chill she doesn't like to be called that, we found her on the street, she is after some coke and has questions she apparently will repay the answers with booty calls." The light skinned one says looking over at me, I give him a smile curious as to what these booty calls are.

"Damn man I don't give a shit, she could be a cop for all you know. Granted a fucked up cop with a smoking body but a cop is a cop is a cop." The new man yells then walks over to me. "Alright bitch spill what you needing coke for and what the fuck you dressed up in some fucking cat suit for."

"My reasons for wanting cocaine are my own business it is very rude of you to be asking. I am going to tell you now, if you call me bitch one more time you will be very unhappy with what I do to you. Now can you get me some cocaine or should I find a man who is man enough to procure what I wish?" I snarl at the man, a little growl escaping with the words.

"Damn bitch I should just cap your ass now, maybe get me some of that before you bleed out." The man says as he takes a step back and pulls up his shirt revealing another of those strange looking small guns.

"Here let me see that." I say as I pull the thing from his pants, I walk away a short distance.

"Lady you really don't want to do that, you should give it back to him." The light skinned man says as the one I took this gun from starts yelling.

I ignore him and look over the gun, it is boxy and not shiny like the revolvers I remember. There are no cylinders either though there is a trigger, I notice a little switch saying safe I push on it, it moves with a click revealing a red circle. I pull the trigger, the gun reports just like the one the man at the woman's box attempting a carjacking did. There are a lot of clicks behind me I turn to look to see a number of dark skinned men pointing guns at me, some like the one in my hand, others with the large ones.

"Alright bitch just one chance, give me that fucking gun back and maybe we will just gangbang you." The mouthy one I had warned about calling me a bitch says his arms crossed standing amongst the largest grouping of the men.

I growl allowing my face to go full feral I let out a roar then jump at the mouthy one first. I punch him in the nose putting a lot of strength into it, he slides backwards a short distance then falls over. Swiftly I put a kick into one of the men standing next to him then roll back the way I came as the remaining men open fire where I was, several fall down screaming with new holes in their bodies. I dash to the ones on my left laying out two with two swift kicks, another gets a broken nose before I dash across to the other side where I lay out three more before I dance away as the fire of the remaining men trails after me taking out more of them.

As the last of them falls the mouthy man yells at me, he was not knocked out he had gone to his gun where I had dropped it. He is pointing it at me saying if I move I am dead, I move and he fires. It takes him two tries to hit me with a bullet I bend over making him smile and laugh. He laughs until I stand up anyway I walk toward him the hole he put in me closing up as he stammers his unbelief. When he raises the gun again I move fast to knock it away then lean over him growling.

"If you have learned to not call me bitch I would like to get some cocaine, as much as you have. If you can not get it for me tell me where I can or you will be very unhappy with what I do to you." I say licking my lips showing fangs.

"Oh Jesus it is in my trunk ten kilos, take the car even just please don't do anything else to me." He says the scent of his fear strong.

"The police are coming I believe you shall stay here and tell them everything." I say before slapping him across the face hard enough to render him unconscious. "How and why did you alert the police?' I ask after moving over to the men I had arrived here with turning my face normal.

"I am a cop." The dark skinned one says.

"I grew up next to some of these guys, my neighborhood used to be nice now it is a shithole I could not just watch it get worse." The light skinned one says.

"Those are very good why's, the how is eluding me I do not see any telegraph towers."

"Cell phone, it is like your telegraph except it sends a voice to other cell phones with no wire. I hope those ambulances get here soon I think some of these guys are going to die." The dark skinned cop says.

"No they will not, two are not doing well only hours to live, the rest have days untreated." I say after listening to the wounded men and sniffing the air, death is present but not soon. "Please I must ask, do you know a detective Tony Samson, I would like to find him again yet this town is much larger than I remember I can not pick out his smell.

"Oh well shit leave it to that blonde asshole to find the kickass woman first. He lives in the high rise apartments I can give you a lift after doing a shitload of paperwork." The dark skinned cop says.

"No thank you I do not need to be lifted, if you could tell me which direction it is from here and which house is his." 

"Wait doesn't she like have to be arrested and interviewed and shit?" The light skinned one asks.

"Shit man would you like to put cuffs on her after watching her do that, just be glad she is not pissed off at us." The dark skinned cop says before pointing at an angle to the direction I came from. "His apartment is that way, and it is not a house he lives in a tall white building way up on the twelve floor. If at all possible you should get some clothes on, his neighbors would freak if a cat woman took the elevator."

"I am not going to need an elevator, there are two different wailing noise makers coming, they are perhaps a mile away now." I say before walking over to a car and leaving claw marks.

"Thank you, what is your name and what are you doing?" The dark skinned cop asks.

"I am Jaguar that is all you need to know. I am leaving my mark as a lesson to other bad men. Be sure and tell the newspaper men, I will pay them a visit in the morning." I say before running off leaping over the strange looking metal fence.

I revert to full feral to get more speed, in no time the warehouses turn into smaller buildings. I leap from building to building always headed in the general direction indicated. I am forced to pause when I hear the rapid tatter of gunfire, there are no screams and there is the wailing noise maker in the same general direction so I continue on. I stop again at a place identified as a bar, the smell of unwashed smoking men hits me first under this smell is the smell of beer and whiskey.

I almost move on, the sound of an argument holding me in place atop the bar. Someone shouts to take it outside, I move to the end of the roof to watch, two men smelling heavily of beer and a hard day of work stumble outside then face off. Their arguing ensues I do not understand what they are talking about, football, Steelers, and Raiders being their chosen argument material. Apparently each is saying one is the team that will win the super bowl, when they move to fisticuffs I move on.

As it turns out the dark skinned cop was not quite correct on his direction, I had to turn to my left three miles to reach the white building, standing twelve stories. At least it has twelve levels of windows there are terraces at each level, one per level. Pondering if each level is one house or not I leap from level to level all the way to the top. Once there I find his scent as strong as it was when I was standing with him. Feeling devilish I crouch low then scratch at the glass door meowing, Detective Tony Samson walks closer to his glass door gun in hand.

"I don't have a cat, your ass moves into the light or I will be forced to open fire." He yells still more than five feet from the glass door.

"You surely know how to ruin a woman's mood." I say standing up and moving into the scant light.

He steps to the glass door then reaches over to flick something, I hear a low buzzing noise then the terrace is awash in light. I look around in amazement, so much light from just one lantern. I sniff there is no smell of oil or gasoline, he opens the glass door and I am awash in the cool air of his home.

"The air is so cool did you have extra ice brought to your house?" I ask letting my fur wave in the cool breeze.

"I do not understand why you think I had ice trucked to my home, I have air conditioning if you would like ice my fridge has an ice maker on it. I am curious as to why you are here, if you would enlighten me." He says motioning for me to come inside.

"I am here because you are handsome, you are catholic, at least all policemen were the last time I was in town. I have many questions and you took me in stride, I have been away for a very long time if you have not noticed." I say looking around the room, there is a large box emitting images and sounds of people talking on the beach.

"I... well shit I was catholic I am not practicing anymore. I got a call from Derek the cop that watched you beat down some twenty men. He said he is getting chewed out by the captain for letting you go. I got away with it since I said I only saw a shape that disappeared fast. Fuck he said you got shot and the wound closed on its own, did the bullet go through?" He says fast not letting me ask after the box with the images and sounds.


Emap Ch. 02



The phone ringing wakes me, my head pops up looking right at it. When it rings again I move to it, Tony only rolls over as I pick it up.

"Hello." I'm sitting on the edge of the bed stretching my legs, a small groan escapes me.

"I'm calling for Tony Samson I hope I didn't get the wrong number." An older man's voice says to me.

"No you got the right number, here let me wake him." I poke Tony he grumbles I shove him over the side of the bed.

"Ah fuck what the hell was that for." Tony says his head popping over the side of the bed, his hair all over the place.

I hold the phone out to him, the older man yelling through it. Tony groans then grabs the phone he sits up on the bed. While he is doing that I stand up then stretch, groaning again then yawning. Tony is talking to whoever that is on the phone, when I mouth bathroom at him he points to a door. I go in pulling the vest and skirt off me before I sit on the toilet, much smaller than the ones I remember. The roll of paper next to it puzzles me it is soft and not very sturdy, I think perhaps I know but feel it's better to ask I am not awake yet.

"Tony." I am forced to yell I shut the door after me.

"I can't be out of toilet paper, I just put a new one in two days ago." He says coming in, he rolls his eyes when I cover myself.

"I'm not sure, this is toilet paper yes? This stuff is much softer than the paper I was using."

"Yes it is." He says to me with one thumb up then turns back to the phone. "No dad she is not some hooker or druggie. Just because I am a cop does not mean I bring my work home with me. Well alright but that was just the one time and I learned quickly, well come on you have to admit she had a great body at the time. Yes you can talk to her, just not yet she is on the toilet."

I bury my head in my hands then point to the door, Tony resumes talking to his dad then goes out shutting the door. When I finish I moan in the luxurious feel of the soft paper, I thank god for letting me find such heavenly toilet paper. I flush then wash my hands, thanking god again for hot water, I take a few seconds to find the towels. These are incredibly soft compared to what I remember. The large towels give me an idea, I look around then smile when I find what can only be a bath, it is not a huge metal tub but it is deep and long enough.

"Here you talk to him." Tony says handing me the phone.

"Could you make me a hot bath please? I have not had one in forever and I miss it terribly." I say to him as he goes into the bathroom then put the phone to my ear. "Hello again."

"Hi back I'm sorry for the manner which we were introduced, my son does not have the greatest of track records with women. Now I understand you met him yesterday, does this have anything to do with this Jaguar chick?"

"I... hang on let me ask Tony something first." I say into the phone then open the door. "Tony... good lord you could always sit that sounds horrible." The phone echoes with laughter, Tony looks over at me. "Is it alright if I tell him everything, I remember reading it is possible for phone conversations to be recorded."

"Ask him if he is on his cell phone if not go ahead." Tony says before pointing at the door and sticking his tongue out.

"Well I know I am not disturbing him in there any longer, are you on your cell phone?" I ask after gleefully shutting the door the sound dies down to almost nothing.

"No I'm on the home phone." Is the answer after he stops his fit of laughter.

"John would you be talking to Tony? Hi dear how are you, you never call anymore, do you know anything about this Jaguar person?" A woman's voice comes on the line.

"Martha no I am talking to Tony's woman, now shush we are trying to have a conversation on the very subject."

"Oh thank god I was starting to think he likes men and not woman at all. Not that there is anything wrong with that if you are a man of course, it is just a mom wants to see her little boy grow up marry a wonderful lady then have more kids just like him." Martha continues on talking fast totally ignoring what her husband said.

"Martha stop let her talk."

"Please do not repeat this to anyone, I am not the most vocal of people. I am Jaguar, though if you please call me Emap I do not wish to always be known." I hold the phone away from my ear at the scream.

Tony comes out of the bathroom with a stick in his mouth while there is some yelling coming over the phone. He looks at me holding the phone away from my ear then rolls his eyes. He holds his hand out for the phone, I hand it over happily.

"That is a hot bath I hear or did you leave the sink on?"

"Both actually I am bad about leaving the sink on while I brush my teeth. I have shampoo it's just the basic stuff no lavender or shit in it. We can pick up some bath oils and shit later, reminds me I only have a comb, I do not think brushing your hair with it will be worthwhile." He says before putting the phone to his ear.

"I only want to soak in a hot bath and dry off with those towels, they are a godsend the towels I grew up on were rougher. If you could show me how to turn the water off I think I shall get in now."

Tony shows me how to turn the water off and on it is strange he has one big plastic knob that swivels up and down to turn the water on and off. I moan as I sit in the tub, the water coming up to me halfway hot as I wished. Tony comes back in as I am turning the water off, he spits in the sink then rinses his mouth before putting the stick back in and brushing some more. He leaves again talking on the phone, I sigh then lower myself in the water reveling in the heat all over my body.

Tony comes back in dressed, he leans over the mirror then takes the comb to his hair. He spends a rather long time brushing and rebrushing his hair before he walks over to me mostly submerged in the tub. I laugh as he leans over me, his hair looks exactly the same as it did when he woke up.

"Laugh all you want I like having the scruffy look and I have to brush my hair. So are you going to come out or do you want to look like a raisin?"

"God I want to stay here, I have been relegated to slow moving walks in and out of the Amazon River or standing in the rain for the last hundred and four years. Though I am getting out, the water is cooling." I shoo him out of the way then get out, he hands me a towel then watches me dry myself.

"I could watch that all day, though what about your hair, I only have a comb."

I go feral in front of him, when I switch back his jaw drops, my hair is dried and in perfect place.

"I'm not sure on the actual working of it, my predecessor explained it as my actual form is that of Jaguar, the rest is simply my wishing to look like that. Which can not be right, when I go feral I can not have sex yet I can with no fur."

"So the last Jaguar turns male yet has to lose the fur to have sex?"

"Well no, when Jaguar turned male she had a penis, in fact she could not lose the fur at all. That is why the first thing I learned was how to lose the fur so we could. It was not even so much losing the fur as keeping it lost."

I head into the other bedroom then go through the suitcase, I find a one piece dress, shorter than I would like. I put it on wondering if it even hides anything the cloth is so thin. The dress falls to about halfway between my knees and hips I pick up a pair of white panties then slip them on. Tony whistles at me, I look down at the red roses all over the dress then back up at him.

"Thank you but lord I feel almost like I am nude."

"Come on you will feel fully dressed once we get outside and see what the other women are wearing, trust me."

Once on the elevator in his spare sneakers I look around for a moment hearing music, this is nicer music than I heard at that dance. At the sixth floor the doors open to let in a slight blonde woman. I can not help but stare at her outfit she is wearing little more than patches of yellow cloth over her breasts, there are tiny little panties on her almost hidden by a sheer green cloth wrapped around her.

"Tony dang I was starting to think you were gay with the no chicks visiting." The blonde woman says as she moves to stand next to me facing the closing doors.

"No definitely not, I was too picky I suppose, besides it's hard to find nice women in my line of work. Anyway Constance this is Emap, Emap do close your mouth she's going to the beach." I close my mouth embarrassed.

"Ah shucks and here I was thinking she thinks I'm hot." Constance says with a chuckle. 

I turn red and open my mouth to say I am not perverted like that when Tony claps his hand over my mouth.

"You will have to excuse her she is devout catholic and has spent a long time in the jungles of the Amazon. The clothes are new to her and will take a little adjusting."

"Oh fuck sorry if I offended, have fun you two." Constance says with a smile then breezes out the opening doors.

"OK, so things are a lot more open now, it is largely not a big deal if a woman only wants women. A man only wanting men is still something of a not in my family feeling, but it's getting better. Saying you are devout catholic will only last so long before the more adventurous lesbians will try and convince you to try them to learn the truth." The whole time he is saying this I am being led through a parking lot toward the ugly brown car I found him standing outside of.

"Do we have to take the brown car, it is ugly."

"Shit and here I thought you would like a Ford, anyway no that is my work car I bought a car of my own." Tony points at a car next to the ugly brown car, a slightly smaller red car with no roof.

"There is no roof." I stand past the door so he can open it for me.

"It is a convertible, the roof folds up and goes in the back." Tony is half around the car before he realizes I am not opening the door. "Shit sorry most women now do not wait for a man to open doors and shit."

"It was very proper when I grew up the butcher had a path out from behind his counter right next to the door so he could open it for the ladies." I am forced to harrumph when he does not close the door behind me.

"Bear with me I've rarely even had to open a door for a woman. So I guess this means you will always be on my arm." Tony starts the car with a throaty rumble.

"Of course, when a lady is with a man she is always on his arm, being courted by him or not." I say, Tony starts us moving then stops to help me put the seatbelt on when I tumble into him.

"I'd drive slower for you except I know you run faster than I can go. That was part of the morning news on you, it was decided you run in excess of four hundred miles an hour. There was some debate as well apparently your speed and spots are more of a cheetah type, though your spots are in fact similar to the ones of Jaguar on the few murals depicting still in existence."

"I guess that is why it took you so long to brush your teeth. Do you think I should cut my hair, so many have it short?" I ask this as we pull into a parking lot, there are some women walking toward the building, all but one with short hair.

"If you would like, some women cut their hair shorter for the summer then let it grow out for winter."

Once we are parked Tony jumps out then walks around the car, after showing me how to undo the seatbelt he helps me out of the car. A little old lady hits her husband saying he used to do that for her, he asks what she is talking about. I stop in awe inside the store it is huge with circular racks of clothes hanging everywhere. Tony guides me over to the dresses I find a few nice ones even more that Tony insists I get with plunging bodices.

When he takes me to the underwear section I almost die of shock, the panties he is showing to me are so tiny and slim where it counts. He takes the measuring tape from where it is hanging measures my middle then my hips. After comparing with a chart he pulls out several of the scandalously small panties in a number of colors. While paying for the clothes he asks for a good place to get evening dresses, the woman behind the counter looks at me then tells him an address.

"I don't get it what is an evening dress?" I finally ask as we are pulling out of the parking lot.

"A dress you wear for a night out, restaurant, dancing all that good shit. I'll have to remember to ask Sally for a good makeup store tonight." I whimper a little as he is talking and weaving us in and out of the traffic.

"Wait, makeup? I am not some whore in a brothel."

"Oh shit, no makeup is worn by every woman and men when they are making a movie or show. The reporter you talked to was not wearing any, made him look funny. I'll show you when we get back it's got to be on one of the video sites. Oh fuck look at me forgetting to ask if you are hungry, we will stop after finding you some evening dresses, I know a great walk up." We park in front of a rather small store it says it has evening dresses in the window, along with lingerie.

Inside it is dark, a sprightly thin man wearing a pink shirt dashes around the counter stops before us then bows.

"Please tell me money is no object and you want long skirt." The man has a high slightly nasally voice, his brown hair is cut short.

"Oh yes please I prefer long skirts." The man smiles huge then takes my arm leading me past a few round racks.

We stop before a single dress, it is black sequined and lacy with the skirt hanging down almost to the floor, underneath is a matching pair of heeled shoes. The man looks down at my feet then sighs.

"I do not have a pair of heels in that size."

"I do not have any shoes, I borrowed his they are really quite roomy." He claps his hands then dashes off, he returns with a chair and a strange looking metal thing.

Once I am sitting on the chair he drops to his knees grabs one foot then takes the shoe off. The entire time he is fitting my foot to the metal thing and adjusting it I have my legs as close together as possible with my hands resting atop what little of the dress is there. Once he has finished with the metal thing he takes one of the heeled shoes under the dress and tries it on me. It is loose so he gets up then goes through a door, he comes back with a box this shoe is a little tight.

"It's a little tight."

"I know your feet are a little over size six. Just wear them around the house for a few days they will stretch. This dress here will fit you unless my eyes are lying, your boyfriend will love what your breasts do with the top. Now would you like any more dresses or just the one perfection?"

"Oh we will need a few more, going to a barbeque today and I will try and take her out, besides working on getting her a small wardrobe." Tony is eyeing the other dresses, a lovely dark red colored dress in his hands.

The man bids me sit right there then goes off with Tony through the racks. They come back with the dark red dress, a dark purple, a lighter green, a white, a really dark blue also sequined on the top and another black. Tony takes me to the front while the man goes through the door again. He drops a large pile of boxes on the counter along with the black dress he had first shown me.

Back in the car I am watching the buildings pass us buy, one store catches my eyes. I excitedly turn to Tony and beg him to stop here, he looks over then grins. After making a quick turn around on the street we pull in, I am excitedly looking at everything eyes wide until Tony leads me into the back past what I was looking at.

"I wanted to get jacks again and darts, what are we doing back here?"

"Something better, I've been thinking of buying a three sixty you make for an excellent excuse." He says then points.

I look at the display he points at, it shows a little black box then there are pictures of various sorts of things. One catches my eye and I look closer at Madden Football, I point at it to him he smiles huge.

"On my way to your house I stopped to listen to two men full of beer and whiskey arguing over football, the Raiders and Steelers and how one will make it to the super bowl. What are all of those?"

"Oh lord, football is a game, eleven men to a side with one elongated ball one side is offense one side is defense, the offense tries to get the ball into the endzone the defense tries to stop them. The pre season starts soon I'll watch a game with you and explain it, though I suppose I know what game to buy first. Hmm, maybe we better buy a few games, what sounds interesting to you?"

A clerk comes over opening up the glass partitions and showing us the games. In all we pick out Madden Football, well pre order it is not quite out yet. We do get the NCAA football it just came out today, along with Dragon Age: Origins and the expansion as the clerk calls it, both Mass Effect, Red Dead Redemption on the clerks say so, and Super Street Fighter IV. We add in a charger unit, and a wireless connection, Tony grins when the clerk asks if we have a HDTV, the clerk admits to being jealous then says the connection is in the box.

When I ask what other games I can look at it, Tony suggest board games, the clerk runs off then comes back with a metal cart, not unlike a tall wheelbarrow yet it has four wheels. All of the things we have picked out goes in the cart then off to board games we go. I pick out Mousetrap, Tony comments he has never played it then picks out Jenga, Game of Life, and Operation. The clerk suggests Don't Break the Ice, when he shows it to us Tony puts it in the cart with a big smile.

"I just had to get Don't Break the Ice, I grew up playing it, the version we have at least, my mom has an older sister who had bought it for her kids the year before they changed the game, it went from plastic ice to a paper towel you drop wet marbles into. I played it all the time at my aunts house, the new version wasn't as fun, took forever if at all once you ran out of the thin paper they give you." Tony says back in the car as we drive to his walk up.

I look at him funny when we stop in front of a tiny little building with stools arrayed along one side. He smiles as he gets me out of the car I smile myself when the aroma of cooking meats hits me. The dirty looking man inside of the building smiles huge when Tony sits me down at a stool then sits next to me.

"Tony it has been forever you sit down and have breakfast with me. Though I must say your new partner it should be illegal for women to look that good with no makeup on." He says coming over to swipe at the counter with a towel.

"Antonio man you know I'm not doing nights anymore, we caught that fucker. Before you start getting ideas she is not a cop, she is just with me, got here yesterday."

"Same day as that Jaguar chica, no shit man that station she visited is only like twenty miles from here."

"I am Jaguar, your meats smell delicious, can I get some of that or are we eating elsewhere?" Antonio drops his towel then stares at me mouth hanging open.

"She is man, now listen you gotta keep it on the very down low, she is staying with me. She is not that talkative so people knowing where she is would be bad. Where is Maria?"

"Maria is over cleaning your apartment I think. I don't have no salads would you like to have what he gets?" Antonio asks retrieving his towel.

"I have an agreement with Maria, yeah give us two of my regular, she was taking slices of my pepperoni lover's last night and ignoring her works pizza." Tony says when I look at him.

"You better not be sleeping with her, I'm stretching my faith far enough just sharing a house with you." I say as Antonio walks away to make whatever the regular is.

"Apartment and trust me we are not having sex, Maria is his wife. I met them back when I was a beat cop I ended a gang fight on their doorstep here. They helped me move into my apartment, she has been cleaning for me ever since."




Emap Ch. 02



"I would say I will take over cleaning but lord I have not cleaned a house since I left here. Antonio do you have any coca cola?" He turns to look at me then nods and pulls two bottles out of a big metal box that sounds like a fridge. "It's been rather quiet so far, is it only bad at night or did I come on a bad night?"

"The days are pretty good, once the sun gets into sunset mode however the freaks come out and play as it were. Generally most of the residents are nice enough, when they get home and get some beers in them it gets nasty." Tony says after opening the bottles and taking a sip of one.

"Not every night either most nights I can sit here all night simply listening to the radio and feed people." Antonio says as he puts two baskets in front of us.

I look in my basket it is simply a huge burrito and some chips, I pick up the burrito and take a bite. I smile at Antonio, meat everywhere with some tomato, onion, peppers, and beans. Tony next to me takes a huge bite he sits there chewing for a while then swallows.

"Antonio man I swear you keep getting better at these, so come on fess did you finally start ordering the better meats." Antonio grins then shakes his head.

"Nah man Maria figured out how to get the meat to be soft and tasty dropped the degrees by about fifteen and cook it the little extra." He goes back into the fridge comes out with a can called Pepsi then sits down in front of us. "Maria should be here soon, get to close up and go home."

"If you are open all night would it be good with you if I drop by for snacks, if it gets bad at night I expect I will be out then in fur. You can bill the police, the mayor set up a fund for my needs."

"Chica if you want you can sleep on my cot I have a police scanner in here so you can simply sit around here waiting for a call."

"Antonio are you flirting with every pretty little thing that comes around again?" We all look as a short woman gets out of her car and storms over.

"Maria no dear this is Tony's new girl, we are simply getting to know each other while I wait for my only love." Antonio holds his hands up backing away.

"Hi Tony, you really should let your woman unpack, the bed is no problem but a suitcase hanging open in the spare bedroom is no way to treat her." Maria says giving Tony a hug then smiling at me.

"Sally brought those over for me to wear last night I'm not sure am I borrowing them or is she not in need of them?"

"You know I'm not sure we can ask tonight at the barbeque. Does add one thing to our list of places to buy from, gotta get another dresser unless you want to hang everything in the closet." Tony shrugs at me Maria is looking back and forth mystified.

"No I think everything but that one long dress will be fine folded into a drawer. We need to add one more place to the list as well you desperately need better looking dishes."

"I have been telling him that ever since we helped him move into that apartment." Maria says with a laugh. "Though why did you have to borrow clothes, I know L.A. is bad but lord they don't normally strip you of all your bags."

"I got in town with no clothes, being furry and wearing clothes are not things you do together." Maria's jaw drops at my words, she leans against Tony.

"Maria no talking about it, we want to keep her incognito." Tony says under her grinning at me.

"Hello?" Tony says into his phone after he manages to get it out of his pocket on the third ring. "Yeah she's right here we are having breakfast, at Antonio's yeah there. No I took my car why." Tony looks at me then Antonio. "Turn the scanner on."

Antonio goes in the back pulls out a small black box sets it on the counter then turns it on. At first it is just a buzzing noise then a voice comes through reporting a turf war. Gunshots come through in quick succession, I look at Tony he is talking into the phone.

"Got it yeah we are listening to it, no I don't think she will mind, roll swat anyway they can mop up. Because we aren't done shopping, she's talking dishes and shit, hell no I don't mind the perks are awesome. She bought an Xbox, the new one wait until you see the dresses. Oh ask Sally if we borrowed the dresses, fuck no not right now later. Yeah she is going now, yeah go on over there if you drive slow enough it should be over." Tony hangs up plays with his phone for a moment then points.

"Here come around to the back you can use the dumpster gate for cover." Maria says after I look around for a place to strip.

I hand her the dress, panties, and shoes then start running in the direction Tony pointed hoping he is better at it than Derek was. In just a few seconds I start hearing gun fire, the smell of death comes on strong. Fear is prevalent in the scents it seems all of them are afraid, except for one man. I stop atop a house overlooking the gunfire I see perhaps ten men on one side holding off perhaps twenty on the other side. The fewer men are hunkered down behind flowerpots and a large concrete fountain.

I look around to find the one not scared man below me hunkered behind a car. Two more of the large group to my left go down, one not making a noise but adding to the smell of death, the other screams and rolls around holding his belly. I jump down next to the one not scared man he looks at me scared for a moment then realizes I am not a wild animal.

"Holy fuck Jaguar you scared the fuck out of me. I have a report swat will take another five minutes to get here, they had to get outfitted. We got five more patrols on the way the first will not be here for another thirty seconds if not more. Happy to meet you at least, I got assigned to your task group I was on the way to the station to get my desk and get situated when I ran into this shit." He says his voice contained with only a slight waver to it.

"Well hold off on the getting acquainted part, if you have a voice cone use it and tell them to give up I am here, stay here I will handle it." I say before getting up leaping over the car and walking into the middle of the street.

"This is the police Jaguar is here, give up now and nobody will get hurt." The voice comes from behind me loud as I walk between the groups looking from one to the other.

The shooting stops, heads pop up over the bushes and flower pots staring at me. When one of them shoots at me I do not register from where until the bullet plows into my head. I fall over the two groups are cheering until one side opens fire on the other. I just lie there for a second gritting my teeth as the bullet is moved around in my head while it is trying to heal. When the bullet finally ends up lodged against my skull and is being dissolved I get up. Both sides stop firing in pure shock I crouch low, let out a roar then charge the larger group.

It is not until I have laid four out with swift kicks and punches that the rest realize what is going on, they open fire at me in the middle of them. Half of the remaining fourteen end up on the ground dying from gunshot wounds. When the last of them is on the ground unconscious or shot, the nine left on the other side cheer then open fire on me. I run up the wall of the house part way then leap, I get to perhaps halfway across the street between us when I land. I fall upon these nine who fall easier, half never actually get up they stay crouched behind the flower pots. These I just hit on the back of the head bouncing their face off the ground, the four behind the fountain back away guns held high.

Two policemen in blue uniforms come around the fence corner guns at the ready, they tell them to freeze. The detective I had spoken with earlier comes around his car yelling for them to drop their guns and get on the ground. The four look at me, then the cops behind them and the men on the ground. They drop their guns put their hands behind their heads and get on their knees.

"Are you OK? I mean damn a bullet to the head leaves most dead or at least close enough they don't walk again." He asks as he takes my arm and leads me away from the men being handcuffed.

"Yes I'm fine, I just will have a headache for another half hour or so while the bullet is dissolved. If you do not need me anymore I'd like to get back to my breakfast, those are good burritos."

"Antonio's from what I was told, those are the best a lot of cops stop there for a meal, no discount but he puts extra in the burrito for us. Try his salsa it is to die for, go on back to your meal the rest of the patrols should be here shortly and the ambulances are on the way." When he finishes speaking another patrol car pulls up, this one he directs to the far side to collect guns and zip the out colds.

I wave then leap atop the nearest house then run, it is a short run back. When I reach Antonio's I find Tony and Maria sitting at the counter with Antonio inside, all three are leaning over the scanner with my clothes next to it.

"Can I get my clothes back now I do not think I would like driving around in fur?" I ask after landing behind them.

"Oh fuck, there was no all clear report, not to mention no update on you. All that was said was that you are down and the shooting has intensified." Tony gets up then gives me a hug.

"Tony call the station, come on let's get you unfurred." Maria says taking my arm to lead me around the building with my clothes in one arm.

When I come back around to the stools Tony grabs me up and kisses me ending with me leaning over the counter. I sit down again and resume eating the remainder of my burrito I only managed to eat about half. Antonio is staring at me the whole time when I look up at him he opens his mouth.

"What happened to the bullet?"

"Oh that is right about here for another half hour." I answer pointing at my cheek up high perhaps two inches behind my eye.

"It's good they didn't use a colt, would have left a hole in the back of your head." 

"I prefer those honestly, small calibers give me a headache for a half hour. I did not spend all my time learning how to fight and run fast, some of the revolutionaries took shots at me, along with hunters. Though my biggest fear is people think I'm a werewolf, my predecessor had that when the Conquistadors found her, silver takes a long while to dissolve, the musket balls were big to."

"You know fuck people have got to stop asking you questions, the answers you give are a lot on the freaky scary side of things. Since we are about done and they want to get to bed, do you want to head home or move on to the rest of our shopping?" Tony asks picking up his basket.

"Shopping I can deal with a headache, we should get it all done before something else comes along." I collect the two new bottles of coke Antonio gives us, Tony gets my basket then drops our burritos on a sheet of paper, after rolling them up he puts them in a bag Antonio puts on the counter and we are off.

"Let's hit the furniture shop first, they should have dishes. I admit I will miss my dishes they were the first things I bought when I moved out after becoming a cop, starting pay sucks by the way." Tony says as he again weaves in and out of traffic, one turn he manages to get on two wheels for a half second.

"Yes well you are not a bachelor anymore, and those are definitely dishes bought by a single man." I groan when we half slide into a turn to get into the parking lot for another big store.

On the outside of the store it says free delivery, zero percent interesting for eighteen months. I look around with interest at the furniture on display Tony meanwhile guides me along to almost the rear of the store where there is a set that looks just like what he has in his bedroom.

"Ah this must be where you bought your furniture." I walk past him to look at the dresser.

"Yes, they have great prices and the best furniture until you go to the expensive real wood shit."

A clerk comes over as I am opening the drawers it sticks a little, the clerk assures me it is just the floor model the actual pieces come in the original box untouched since manufacture. Tony orders the dresser and a vanity table with mirror, the clerk guides us over to the dishes section with a smile. I look through them turning down the two Tony picks out until I find one at the end that looks like I wanted.

"Oh Jesus, does it have to be blue china with silver." Tony asks the clerk steps back a few steps to be out of the way.

"Yes, I wanted green but they do not carry it, trust me you will never want another set of dishes." I put my hands on my hips and stare at him.

We leave with the dishes, two sets they come smaller than the sets I remember. The furniture will be delivered in the morning. I have to tell Tony twice to slow down the china is shaking in the boxes. At the grocery store I help Tony put the top up so nobody steals the china then walk in with him. I am in awe of the store it is huge with just about everything.

"Tony I think first things first we need herbs, some of everything, after that we really should find out if they want us to bring anything. I may need some cookbooks, I have a feeling the ingredients I want are not made under the name I know." I pull out a cart and push it along.

"OK just go up and down the aisles, we will find those eventually." He follows along behind me pulling out his cell phone.

The first aisle has pasta and tomato sauces along with a few other items. I am flabbergasted that you can find either then grab some sauces and pasta. Farther up I find pinto beans and enchilada sauce. The next aisle over contains coffee, I look at Tony he gives me a thumbs up then continues his conversation. I spot a coffee machine, not remembering seeing one I pull it out then show it to Tony, he smiles then nods.

"Took a while to get around to it, can you make a salad of some sort? They are making hamburgers and hot dogs with baked beans and chili for the dogs." Tony asks finally pulling the phone away from his mouth.

"Ambrosia work for them? I've been dying to have it forever."

"What's Ambrosia?" I roll my eyes at the question.

"Ambrosia is a fruit salad made with whipped cream and marshmallows." Tony relates this into the phone then gives me a thumbs up.

The next aisle contains the herbs, oils and marshmallows I wanted the next few aisles we just skim through. We do collect some cookies and a large tub of licorice sticks Tony picks it out and shows it to me I give him the thumbs up. I actually drool a little in the ice cream section we go through each kind I pick out two different, Tony adds in Klondike bars. When we reach the whipping cream Tony has to take out his phone again, he does not have a mixer. 

"I can do whipped cream faster than some mixer can anyway." Tony looks at me then rolls his eyes.

"We are still going to use their mixer and I will order us one, I may not be able to cook but we are so keeping your cover. Besides you can turn on the mixer then go on to whatever else you are doing." I roll my eyes at him then take two things of whipping cream.

We move back through the store toward the fruits and vegetables, I sidetrack us to the meats. I pick out a nice roast, some steaks, a package of ribs and some pork chops. Tony produces a bottle of barbeque sauce, I groan then point to the molasses and tomato sauce, the barbeque sauce ends up in the cart anyway. Finally in the fruits and vegetables section I get a bag of potatoes then pick up some melons, peaches, apricots, and grapes. During checkout I get a perturbed look from Tony, I shrug at him, he pays the amount.

"Apparently we came at a bad time for meats here." He finally says while we are getting the bags in the car.

"I had no idea there was a good time for meats, meats always had been about the same price."

"There are different stores, they run ads every week, if you watch them you can get the best deals from each store and end up not paying much overall." Tony says while he is getting me in the car.

"Well now see that is something you need to say before I start buying everything we need." Tony groans, admits I am right then pulls us out of the parking lot.

"You know come to think of it, you did not buy lunchmeat or jam or anything for lunch."

"I did to, the roast, I can slow cook it then slice it thin and we have lunch meat for a few days." 

Tony just stares at me at the red light the person behind us has to honk twice before he drives on.

"I would complain about spending fourteen dollars for a few days worth of lunchmeat but lord even as a roast it is expensive."

"You worry too much, I should have money soon and I will do better with buying meats. Besides we still have your frozen dinners." I say as Tony is pulling into our parking lot.

After letting me out of the car Tony is worried about how we are going to get everything to the apartment. I give him a smile pull the china out of the feet area of the back seat, put them in Tony's hands. Collect the grocery bags in both hands then collect the china. He groans then pops the trunk and collects the bags there, we do not leave much room on the elevator luckily no one is looking to go up or down.

Back in the apartment Tony drops my clothes on the sofa then pulls out the box of the Xbox. While he is messing with that I get everything unpacked in the kitchen, when I ask if he would like some coffee he gives me an odd look then says he could handle a glass. I get that going then go through the drawers looking for knives, I groan when I discover his knives are on the counter in a block. Tony comes over and pulls a cutting board out from under the sink I wash it twice after seeing what else is under there.

Once I have finished cutting up the melons, peaches and apricots I search around for a big bowl, I finally find one I have to wash. It turns out to be not large enough so the remainder I put on a plate sprinkle with the honey I had just bought then take it over to Tony. I sit next to him as he continues to mess with the Xbox, we both cheer when the screen turns white then does a little startup sequence. He looks through the instructions on how to set up a profile and go online then looks at me.

"OK this might be bad, we can only hook up one profile online unless we pay twice, do you want to play online?"

"Why not just one profile, I don't have anything to hide from you, I use your profile on your computer."

"Well you got a point there, I know you don't have one yet but do you want to use your card for paying or mine?" He asks as he starts inputting things into the creation.

"I suppose mine, I did promise to help with the bills and you said I'm why you bought it."

"I did didn't I. Ah well we are all set up with a free month, and one thousand free points we can buy additional stuff for the games we have with. If you do not like any we have we can look around for more, there are rental companies we can sign up to get games mailed to us for however long we want then send back or buy outright." 

When the phone rings I get up to get it then head into the kitchen as I put it to my ear.

"Hello?" I pour two cups of coffee then carry them over to Tony. 

"Just the person I wanted to talk to. Did you have to make him buy two sets of china with silver, I'm getting yelled at over here, an Xbox, some games for that, board games, a shitload of clothes no purse though very odd. I tell you those evening dresses better be drop dead gorgeous they cost enough." Frank sounds tired, in the background I can hear someone talking.

"Well hi back Frank, have you seen his dishes? I mean good lord you would not feed your servants on those dishes." Tony looks over at me with an odd expression.

"Well alright you got me there. Tomorrow, we are getting you outfitted with a social security card then getting you a bank account. The mayor swears he has gone up the federal ranks for that. We got a stipend as well since you want to help with bills over there, thousand a month. You can have access to that soon as we get you the bank account."




Emap Ch. 02



"Tony I am getting a social security card and bank account tomorrow, not to mention a thousand a month." Tony smiles then takes a sip of coffee.

"Ugh you are supposed to add sugar to coffee." Tony gets up then heads into the kitchen.

"It's coffee, good lord Tony you are addicted to sugar." I can hear Frank laughing over the phone. "I put the sugar in the cabinet next to the fridge."

"Hey listen can you guys come over in about an hour, my better half is dying to meet you. Bring the board games we won't even start cooking for two or three more hours." Frank says a little louder than he needs.

"Not a problem Frank, I got the ambrosia all set except for the whipped cream, he's making me wait to use your mixer."

Frank laughs then hangs up I put the phone down then eye Tony. He looks at me curiously until I kick the shoes off, he smiles it gets bigger when I pull my panties down. Tony helps me empty the sofa then tackles me atop it, I laugh as he rolls me around until I am looking up at him then he kisses me. He reaches to pull my dress up while I reach down to undo his pants. I manage it first then stroke at his hard cock, making sure he is ready for me though I know he already is.

With my dress pulled up far enough I guide him to me, his length burrows inside of me making us both moan. In no time his cock is moving in and out of me at a wonderful pace, my hot insides are making way for him then clutching at him. I have a small orgasm moaning out my pleasure as he keeps moving atop me. When I put my legs around him he smiles and picks up speed, now I can move with him fully.

We are both moaning and groaning at the feel of the other as his cock moves in and out of me. My insides being churned so wonderfully bring me to another orgasm, this time I am screaming his name, Tony smiles at me and speeds up even more. With my ass bouncing off of the sofa I reach another orgasm right around the same time he groans then unloads into me. I moan as I feel his warmth flooding me, Tony collapses atop me breathing heavy.

"So what brought that on?" Tony asks picking his head up to look at me.

"Frank said we gotta be there in an hour, I was going to try and wear heels and figure out what panties went with the long black dress. Your idea was lots better though."

"I agree though you said try, so you have never worn heels before?" Tony gets up off me then pulls me upright on the sofa.

"Heels were for whores and strumpets, remember women never wore pants, I was one of the first lady archeologists in the country. I do have to try and fit in remember, so far the only woman I have seen without heels today was Constance, she was going to the beach."

"Yes good point, alright but not the long black dress, let's try the little black dress, or would you prefer the purple." Tony starts going through the bags before coming out with black and purple shoe boxes.

"Let's go purple it keeps me centered better, my dad wore a purple suit for me a lot." Tony pulls out the purple shoes then puts them on my feet I reach down to tighten them.

"OK here let's try walking in the sundress if you fall we won't lose the evening dress." Tony pulls me up I hang onto his arm tight.

The heels take some getting used to, I find I have to roll my hips more and walk slower. When I notice I am as tall as Tony I give him a kiss, he smiles at that. When there is a knock at the door he leaves me where I am wobbling a little as I turn around. When he opens the door Derek and Sally come in, both look at me then laugh.

"Hey this is my first time in heels, I even got yelled at for how much they cost well he said the evening dresses the shoes came with." I walk unsteadily to the sofa intent on sitting down.

"Here don't sit yet, let's get you dressed. Oh my god you went there did you get the long black dress, he was saying it is designed for fuller tops." Sally says as she takes my arm looking at the bags.

"Yes, he took us straight to it, or rather her straight to it, his first question and she of course had to say she prefers long skirts." Tony says then points to the Xbox, Derek's eyes light up and he goes straight to it.

"I'm wearing the purple dress today, best to go with what keeps me centered for this. There are scandalously brief panties in one of the bags, I think a matching color." Sally goes through the bags and comes up with the purple dress and in fact purple panties.

"Dear god, Tony picked these out didn't he? I don't think I could ever wear these." Sally eyes the panties then gives a dirty look to Tony.

"Not even for me in our lovely house?" Derek asks looking at the panties.

"Honestly Derek I don't want to live in that neighborhood it's practically a warzone. Besides my apartment is cheap enough and there is plenty of room, not as much as here but enough."

"Ah but Emap is here now she can clear out a lot of the bad stuff. Besides I'm sure your dad would keep me on days."

"Not likely so far there has been very little for me to do during the day, besides the one turf war, I do not understand that term but well I got the intent of both sides. Sally while I am thinking about it and you are here, what do you do?" Derek looks a little worried Sally looks up at me a little surprised.

"I'm a hair stylist, dad wanted me to be a cop, mom was hoping for doctor. I took the classes to spite them both then found I really like doing hair."

Sally takes my arm to walk me into the bedroom, when she suggests I put one foot in front of the other it all falls into place. She laughs as I walk around in the bedroom, then she holds up the panties. I walk over to the bed sit down take the panties then slide them on.

"Sally, Derek is really eager to have you move into his house, it's not going to stay a warzone forever. If just one person starts calling the cops for everything it will turn around quick I'm sure." I pull the sundress off, Sally hands up the purple evening dress.

"I know but it is scary there right now, I'm thinking of forgetting to take my pills and oops I'm pregnant."

"You can take pills to avoid getting pregnant? Oh my, that is a rather nice item." I say pausing from trying to get my dress on.

"Yes it led to no commitment sex with anyone you want it also inadvertently led to a deadly sexually transmitted disease spreading the world over. I think that dress is a step in and pull up."

I groan then put it on the floor, after sitting down again I pull it up then stand to get it the rest of the way up. Sally adjusts it in front then has me turn so she can zip it Sally makes me spin in place for her then whistles.

"Now that is a great dress for you, that man knows his figures. Come on we gotta pry those two off your Xbox then find the board games." Sally walks ahead of me down the hall.

When I come into the main room Tony then Derek turn and look at me. Tony looks me up and down then gets up, walks right up and kisses me hard. Derek whistles Sally smacks him upside the head then starts going through the bags for the board games. 

"Oh Mousetrap, I've only ever seen this in the store." Sally says as she pulls it out of the bag.

"I've played it before, interesting and a lot silly, oh my god Don't Break the Ice with plastic ice." Derek exclaims while pulling it out.

"Oh awesome, I've heard it was fun to play. Hey cool Jenga, this is totally better when everyone is hammered."

"Oh my god we gotta play this, Game of Life Simpson's Edition." Derek yells pulling it out.

"My parents have the original version, but I agree totally better with Simpson's I'm sure." Sally says before collecting all of the board games into a stack.

"What are Simpson's anyway?" I ask as I head into the kitchen cover up the Ambrosia with plastic wrap and get the whipping cream out of the fridge.

"Simpson's are the longest running sitcom known to man, being they are animated only makes it that much more impressive. It is a show about a family, you have grandpa who lives in a retirement home, Homer is the father, Marge is the mom, Bart is the oldest a son prankster, Lisa is the middle child a girl genius, and the baby Maggie. We are so going to run a TV out for you to watch it or eat inside." Sally says smiling huge leading the way to the door.

"Tony, Frank was saying us not buying a purse was strange, I'm confused what is he talking about?" I ask as Tony stops to lock the door.

"I'll explain in the car come on." Sally yells from the elevator.

In the parking lot Derek and Sally lead us to a huge dark blue car, the trunk of this thing is as big as Tony's personal car. The seats there are two, are huge and extend all the way across the inside of the car. Sally sticks the board games in the front seat then ushers Tony into the front while she sits in the back with me.

"I know I should ask but I probably would get upset over the answer, so instead I will just show you what a purse is for. It carries everything, your wallet, there is a different name for it but fuck it it's a wallet that is to big to stick in your pocket. That carries your cash and cards and photo's, company cards if you are given them and care. The rest of the purse is filled with well whatever the fuck you want to carry, I carry around a brush, some condoms in case I get in the mood and the fucker is new." She takes out each thing as she is talking.

"Hey what the fuck I thought we were totally serious, why the fuck you got those things in there still?" Derek yells from the front while we are stopped at a red light.

"Because you never know when you will need them, stop listening in anyway you fucker this is woman's business." Sally yells then turns back to me. "They are lubricated, makes life easier if say he asks to go anal."

"I could never do that, it is against god's will." My face turns pink, or red or I don't know I'm embarrassed.

"I suppose it's a good thing I'm Baptist, or was it Presbyterian, I never can remember haven't been to church in forever. They don't say a thing about anal, just supposed to have sex married and god forgives all. Anyway, I also have some handi wipes, unopened I never actually use them except at work, come in handy for the kids. These are a spare and again never know when you will need them I have a hanky if I have a need, also some tic tacs. We will ask mom when we get there I'm sure she has a spare purse, and I got a question. I know totally none of my beeswax, but have you thought of changing your style? It's a lovely look but it's so old, I have little old ladies asking me to give them that look." At the end Sally is swiveled on the seat staring at me.

"She was asking if she should go short earlier today, I think leave it longer I like it but yeah a different style might be a good idea." Tony says from the front as we pull up to a house and stop.

Sally hops out of the car before Tony can open his door he comes around and gives me a hand out. Sally goes up front and gets the board games then leads us around the side of the house to a gate, Derek gets it open then we all go in. Inside I am amazed, there is a swimming pool with a little kitchen attached off to one side, there is a benched table like you would find at parks there with Frank and an older woman sitting at the table.

"Ah there you are with games, and heels oh my I did not think you would wear heels." Frank says getting up the woman with him turning around and smiling.

"I feel like a strumpet, and the panties dear god they are scandalous. Though I suppose I deserve to dress like a strumpet with what I have done." The woman gets up from the table and walks over to me.

"Strumpet nothing you look just like a self assured young lady, now come and sit down and take those shoes off, your feet look poured in." Her voice is firm and strong with just a hint of humor.

"Apparently her feet are a little over size six." Tony follows until Frank pulls him aside to yell at him for buying so much.

"I know a great place, they carry half sizes and will resize for less than half size. Pleased to meet you I am Wilma Miller, the old man's ball and chain." Wilma holds her hand out to me, I shake it.

"Mom we gotta get a TV out here, she has never seen Simpson's and they bought a Simpson's Game of Life." Sally says holding up the top of the now opened board game.

"We need no such thing we shall have finished eating by seven, we will simply go on inside. Frank shut up you can yell at him tomorrow at the station, besides the mayor is coming with the chief." Wilma yells over the top of me, Derek turns lighter skinned.

"Derek why are you trying to turn light skinned?" At my question Wilma turns to look, Sally leans over to look at his face.

"Ah fuck, that car I drove us in I wasn't supposed to drive us in, the guy who dropped it at my house took my ugly brown car with him I didn't bother to buy my own car. That huge thing is for Jaguar brigade, we live all over and are supposed to drive it around at night, there's going to be a press conference announcing it tomorrow." 

"Wait, you parked Bertha in front of my house? Dear god man I hope you left room for the neighbors to park in their driveway." Franks says standing behind me. "I used to drive that behemoth, it was my patrol car, took it with me to detective they were phasing them out at the time. When I made captain they decided I should drive a newer car so I got a brand new Focus, Bertha was turned into an armored for transporting high value prisoners."

"I didn't recognize her, she wasn't blue then." Sally is giggling.

"Right enough of that let's play Game of Life before we start talking about the things that have happened in the back of that car." Wilma and Derek get the game out and set up.

I get the red car after a lot of trading, I was given the green car then Wilma wanted it so I had the white car. Sally wanted the white car until Derek accuses her of being racist then he takes the white car giving me the blue car, Frank decided he should have the blue car so I get the red car. Wilma gives Tony the banker assignment, he hands it to Frank then Sally takes it. The game gets underway finally after a short argument on whether or not Frank cheats.

It is a slow moving game, everyone relates the episode that this spot is from or that card is from. I listen and laugh along with everyone else at the descriptions I almost do not hear the gate being opened. I turn and look to see a man in long shorts and a t shirt leading a man in a suit it looks a little odd to me. The jacket does not extend past his waist, but it is still very nice almost black blue with a light blue shirt underneath a nice spotted tie.

"Chief, Mayor so nice of you both to join us." Frank says after walking over to them swiftly and shaking both their hands.

"Call me Scott for gods sake, I only go by Chief when I'm being yelled at or doing the yelling." The one in the t shirt says before coming over to shake Wilma's hand.

"Your wife said Jaguar was going to be here." The man in the suit has a soft voice.

"She is, the ravishing woman in the purple dress, going secret identity just like in the comics." Frank leads him over to me, I stand and hold my hand out to him he takes it in his then kisses it.

"Charmed, I am Mayor Francis Willby. I hope everything has been to your satisfaction so far. I would give you more per month but it was the best we could manage without setting off red flags. At least that is how the Chief put it."

"Don't listen to him he was complaining about how much we are giving you, not to mention your spending habits of this morning. Speaking of which how many evening dresses did you buy?" Scott says from the other side of the table.

"Six with shoes, one is a most fabulous black dress with a long skirt and split up to the waist almost. I was half thinking I'd get a boob job just to wear it." Sally says with a big smile.

"Oh my god that dress, I almost bought it. The man was saying I could with some support pads. The price of it though. Frank we are going to have to treat those two to a night out just so I can see that dress on someone." Wilma is practically overflowing with enthusiasm.

"Policeman's Ball coming up in two weeks, I think I can get tickets though I think we came in after a conversation on this, is Jaguar seeing someone?" Scott asks looking at me confused.

"I'm staying with Tony he has a computer and an Xbox now. I might be able to actually play it if Derek stays away. The building is perfect for me getting out in fur unnoticed I just jump from his terrace." Derek puts his head in his hands with a groan. 

"I've got one at my house, do get Netflix you can just watch movies with it no extra charge along with getting them in the mail. My wife complains about it being in our living room, she can never watch TV over the summer." Scott says with a grin then gets a serious look. "Fun out of the way for a minute, we are giving you a brigade which I am sure Derek has mentioned since he drove the giant car that he wasn't supposed to do. Now brigade is a misnomer it will not be that many but we are sending out I think it was in total thirty of those giant cars they will be stationed as it were all over. The cops who get them will not transfer to Frank's station, they will stay where they are and have regular duties when possible. They all get a radio set to one frequency the geeks are being very good and have promised to have the station radio centers broadcast on both. We will give you a radio you can listen to and report where you left a mess. It is on a belt so you can string it around your waist or even put it over one shoulder if you prefer."

"Is Tony getting one? It's just if he works days and I'm out all night all I will have to do all day is play Xbox and talk to myself." Scott looks at Frank he grins then runs a finger in and out between a circle made by his other hand.

"Umm yes well in that case Tony is getting one and is a part of the brigade I don't think we had one of the cars slotted in that area. Now don't worry, the radio will work in any area of the city, and even quite a ways outside do try to not stay submerged or go very deep if you decide to get wet, they are water resistant but only up to I think it's twenty feet and not for extended periods."

"I don't like to get wet anyway, then I have to stop and wipe my fur down. I'd say lick but I am not that flexible. Before you ask Tony that trick does not work on my fur." Tony grins, everyone else looks mystified. "I took a bath this morning, it's been one hundred four years since I was able to take a hot bath and I was desperate. He does not own a brush so I dried off with the lovely extravagance of his towels then went furry and back, my hair ended up just like you see it."

"His towels are not that good." Derek says with a grin.

"To me they are a godsend the towels I remember were closer to denim feeling than what he has. Oh god and the toilet paper, so incredibly soft it's the first time I used the bathroom and not left with a sore bottom." Frank laughs Scott joins in Francis sighs then says I must have been using the park toilet paper.

"Francis, Emap left L.A. one hundred and four years ago, 1906 and before was not known for soft toilet paper. I bet the park toilet paper is softer than what she remembers." Frank is grinning the entire time he speaks, Francis looks mystified then snaps his fingers.

"That's where I know you from my office has a lot of pictures hanging one is of the very first female archeologists from this state before she left on an exploration. Her name was not Emap though it was..." I interrupt him before he can say my name.

"No stop there, it would make life so much easier if I don't use my birth name." Francis looks at me then nods and smiles.

"Yes well it is time to heat up the barbeque and get the fixings ready. Wilma, could you take our archeologist into the kitchen and get the ambrosia all ready." Frank says as he gets up.




Emap Ch. 02



Wilma takes me into the kitchen then takes the ambrosia out of the fridge. She takes one of the packages of whipping cream to a strange looking contraption on her counter. 

"Frank was saying you two were arguing over the need for a mixer. I know you can whip it up by hand I did once it takes like twenty minutes though." She still has the package in her hand.

"I was doing them in five minutes my mom had me making the cream since I was twelve I think. I can do it faster now I can start a fire simply by moving my finger on wood for a second, whipping up some cream will take me no time do you have a whisk?" Wilma looks at me for a second wide eyed then grins and pulls a whisk out of a drawer.

I put the whipping cream into the metal bowl of the mixer then take the bowl in hand. I look at the whisk before putting it in the cream, smaller and more wires than I remember. I start slow to get the cream moving about then speed up, in no time I have a right proper whipped cream. Wilma is looking at it wide mouthed in shock, I grin put the bowl down then turn to her.

"Now do you happen to have honey and vanilla extract?" She gets it from the cabinet then pulls out a bag of powdered sugar.

"I don't think I have enough cream for all of the fruit in the bowl right now, if you have a spare bowl we can do both kinds of cream." Wilma touches the side of her nose with a smile then pulls out a smaller bowl.

"I'll do less of the powdered sugar version, I grew up on honey ambrosia Frank is a powdered sugar ambrosia nut. He hated when I put honey and sugar cream into the same bowl." Wilma says as she puts a good portion of the fruits and marshmallows into the second bowl, my bowl is fuller but not by much.

I mix the honey and vanilla extract into the bowl of whipped cream then we get it into the bigger bowl, while Wilma is mixing that all together I whip up the second batch of cream then add sugar and extract. Wilma comes over to taste it she adds a little more sugar.

"Frank loves it sweet I don't know why, he has coffee with no sugar. Here let me do this one, you can finish mixing your version together." 

We mix the two versions of ambrosia together then walk them outside. Frank and Tony are talking over cooking hamburgers and hot dogs. Sally and Derek are playing Jenga with Scott and Francis. When we come out everyone looks at us, Frank and Tony come over to look at the ambrosia.

"We did not even hear the mixer and it never is done that fast." Sally says in awe looking at the two bowls.

"Emap has a magic hand for mixing. Anyway Frank dear this smaller bowl is powdered sugar ambrosia, the bigger bowl is honey ambrosia." Wilma says with a big smile as she puts the smaller bowl on the table.

Sally runs into the house to get dishes, she comes back with a big stack of plates and a package of plastic forks and knives. Wilma goes into the kitchen then returns with mayonnaise, mustard, and relish. Francis takes some of both kinds of ambrosia then sits at the end of the table with a big smile. I sit at the table until an urge strikes, I get up again and look at Wilma.

"Where is the bathroom?"

"Down the hall first door on the right," Wilma says taking a large amount of ambrosia.

"Here I'll show you." Tony says taking my arm and leading me into the house.

Tony looks around as we go through the kitchen, then turns us right to go down the hallway. First door on the right he opens it for me, I breath a sigh of relief when he does not come in and shuts the door. After I have finished and pulled the skirt down my panties up, I am bent over the sink washing my hands when Tony comes in. He does not say anything, simply smiles at me as he pulls my skirt up then pulls the panties to one side.

I moan when he slides a finger along me, it is not long before I am moist and ready. All he does is slide a finger inside of me I grip the sides of the counter as he moves it around. I moan at the feeling his finger is making in me as it moves in and out of my moist folds. When I look at him in the mirror he mouths yes to me, I nod eagerly then groan when he pulls his finger from me. I sigh when I hear his zipper being undone he is inside me in one thrust.

There is a groan at that I was not quite ready for such a sudden insertion. He starts moving when I move back against him. He puts his arms around and pulls me up so I can turn my head and kiss him. The hard flesh of him plowing in and out of my eager folds has me trembling into an orgasm. The feel of me gripping at him gets Tony moving faster, I moan into his mouth as the exquisite feeling of being fucked from behind like this through an orgasm falls into the pit of my stomach.

The mirror shows us me leaning forward a little him behind me, both of us moving about as his cock pummels my so very eager pussy. My breasts are bouncing around almost coming free of the dress. Tony has an eager look to him as he holds me there, my pussy grips at him again as I am drawing close to another orgasm, almost rhythmic in the clenching and releasing. I am almost there, just a little longer, just one more pump, just one more after this then Tony is pulling me tighter and shoving his cock as deep as it can go. He groans then jerks inside me, the hot fluids of his orgasm sends me over the edge and I have a small orgasm my pussy gripping at him milking every little drop of him into me.

I collapse over the counter a little spent all happy, my purr reverberating through the room. Tony fixes his pants pulls my panties back in place then he pulls me upright and holds me. I cling to him purring like crazy for a few seconds then he ushers me out the door right into Sally. He shuts the door quick before he bangs the seat up, Sally is grinning from ear to ear, I'm not sure if it is at my purring or what we were doing, as she guides me back out to the table.

"My god I think we have a happy cat in the yard." Wilma says as I sit at the table. "Oh my god in the bathroom, you so look like the cat that ate the canary and you're purring." She continues after looking at me.

I nod then look at my feet totally embarrassed, still purring though quieter. Derek leans forward to look at me, he laughs.

"Damn do you always purr after?"

"From the second time on," Frank says as he sits next to me.

"Damn I suppose it makes sense, she growls at people she does not like while talking to them. Saw and heard that at the warehouse, she's got fangs to when she's all catty and pissed. She has a jaguar roar to, damn scary to see her crouched down let out a roar then practically disappear she moves so fast." Derek says with a smile.

"Oh come on stop picking on her, it's not like this is the first time someone has done the nasty in our bathroom. Let's eat." Frank says as he brings over a plate piled with cheeseburgers and hot dogs.

I grab up a hot dog then have to look around for a second for the buns. After procuring a bun I find a plate sitting next to Wilma piled with lettuce, slices of tomato, and cut onions. I get some onions then procure the chili, I'm purring again when I finish and start eating the chili dog. Tony looks at me askance around his hamburger then rolls his eyes.

"Was Tony that good?" Wilma asks with a glitter in her eyes and a smile on her lips.

"Yes and no, I'm eating a chili dog, only way to make this evening better would be to have a chili cheese dog. Though I have to admit your dogs are not as tasty as the ones I used to get." Frank sighs at my words.

"I admit I just bought some basic dogs, tell you what next time I'll get the special deli ones with cheese inside of them."

"Hey I like my ballparks they are good." Sally says around her hot dog.

"Tony could we get a grill on our terrace and have them come over?" Tony looks at me and rolls his eyes.

"Good lord yes but with your money, we can stop and pick one up on the way home from the bank. I have been chewed out enough as it is." Frank laughs at his words.

"Oh there was one other item on the menu, it is not official yet but as soon as you get a social security number and well we pick a name for you, you are on Tony's insurance. Same doctor as he gets and I think as Frank and Derek, he's a police doctor so you can tell him who you are and he can research Jaguars just in case you are different physically. Granted you have no actual need for a doctor, at least as near as I can tell it would be good for you to visit a doctor to well keep the secret identity thing going." Scott says putting down his hamburger.

"Emap Smith?" Frank puts forth, I shake my head.

"Emap Simpson." Sally says with a gin, this I smile at and nod.

"I was going to say Samson." Tony says with a sigh, I lean against him.

"Perhaps if you can manage to put a ring on my finger," I give him a kiss then sit upright.

"Ah hell I don't think we've known each long enough, you have gotten me chewed out, had me half lie to Frank and wait I got the impression you did not want to get married again."

"Well in legal terms I have never been married, divorce for unable to fulfill wifely duties is an annulment in the first two or maybe three years of a marriage. Any record of it was expunged, usually women who can not provide kids ended up in brothels. I in a way did anyway I had to be a little free with my attentions to get the parties to the right place." Sally groans, Wilma sighs.

"I'm glad I came after World War two, at that point women could get jobs and learn how to do things like archeology. My history professor made you a key point of the lessons, she said because of you she could be teaching us, Riveter Nancy be damned it all opened up because of one archeologist woman. Her words I swear she was fixated on you as the reason women made it so far in California." Wilma says with a fire in her eyes, Frank groans.

"Huh and here I thought I was a failure because I could not have kids. I only learned archeology because I had always been digging up stuff and coming up with why it was there. My dad basically shoved me into it instead of putting me in a brothel."

"Wise man, the brothels were all closed up by 1909, there are probably still one or two small ones around with a very quiet client base." Francis says with a smile.

"1913 the last one was closed, it had gone low key in 1908. If there is one still around here it would have to be in one of those gated communities in Hollywood." Scott says as he is getting another hamburger.

I get a hamburger this time, load it out with mayonnaise and mustard get some onion a slice of tomato and a leaf of lettuce. Tony hands me the bowl of ambrosia, I look in it not much left I dole out a good amount for me then grab a plastic fork. Wilma takes the bowl from me then points to the other one by Frank, it's got a lot in it still. We share a laugh getting a nasty look from Frank.

"I can't help it if you the rest of you don't know good ambrosia." He says defensively before going back to his hamburger.

"I should get going before my wife decides I'm cheating on her again and has a press conference. I'll try and stop by for your barbeque next Sunday if you don't mind." Francis says as he gets up, Scott gets up with him.

"I gotta drive his sorry ass, if you two don't mind I'll come for the next one, gotta get more of that ambrosia of yours." Scott takes my hand then kisses it.

"I don't mind, Francis you are much easier to stand near than the last mayor I met, less reporters as well." Francis groans, Scott and Frank laugh as they head with him to the gate.

"Hey come on in Simpson's is coming on." Sally says taking my hand and pulling me up after her.

The living room is a love seat and a sofa with one incredibly large TV. When Tony and Derek get in with us Sally curls up into Derek's lap, I do the same with Tony Wilma sits on the love seat. During the opening credits Frank comes in with something on a belt, he hands it to Tony then sits with Wilma, she leans her head on his lap. It is apparently a rerun but really quite funny.

"I would not believe it if I had not watched it, but Homer really reminds me of a dad I knew. Not my own, he was not a terribly bright man, and did have a temper but if you could get him to help out he was really quite good at what he could do. He would even throttle his son, not in anger of course but as a fun thing." Tony laughs above me.

"Homer always reminds me of my own dad, he always meant well but never could quite do it right. He even got to watch the first two years of Simpson's, always said it was about him." Frank says his eyes full of mirth.

I end up almost on the floor when Tony's cell phone goes off, Frank's goes off as well. Tony gets his out first listens for a minute then curses quite extensively, Frank does the same a few seconds later. Wilma rolls her eyes then shakes her head, Derek and Sally looking between Frank and Tony curiously.

"It seems we have a copycat killer, same look as the one I caught and is waiting on the jury to be convicted." Tony says before helping me stand up then doing so himself.

"Wait I thought the one you caught has DNA evidence proving he is the killer." Wilma says looking at Frank worried.

"He does, there is evidence of a second person that is why the jury is taking so long. The problem now is, with this new murder with the same style all the way down the one we caught might be acquitted. The D.A. said if we can catch the other one he might be able to convince the judge to retry them both together with the same evidence. Not sure if we can retry the one we have if he is acquitted, D.A.'s running to the judge to try and get a hold on the jury or something." Frank says standing up.

"Emap do you think you can run down an hour old trail? If we can catch this sicko tonight it should make life easier on the courts." Tony asks hopefully.

"Dude she's not a bloodhound." Derek says from the floor, Sally laughs.

"I can follow a trail a week old, bloodhounds do not smell much better than any other dogs they simply know how to focus on one scent better. Tony I will need you to bring my clothes, I'll need to return home with you." I give Derek a dirty look then head for the bathroom.

Getting the zipper undone is difficult when I finally do I have to cheer for myself. Folding up the dress and putting the panties on top I go feral then walk into the living room. Wilma is smiling at me Frank and Tony are gone, Sally collects my clothes as Derek holds open the front door for me. He hands me the belted thing then laughs as I try and get it on me, I do finally get it after pulling it tighter.

"I think it was sized for a guy." Sally says as she follows us out the door.

"Tony and Frank went on ahead in his car, do you want me to drive you or just point again?" 

"Just point and how does this thing work?" Derek flicks it on then shows me how he did that.

"OK, the volume is right here, when you are coming up on freaks turn it low, turn it low when you stop to eat as well it sucks to be eating a great burger or something then toss it to answer a call. The end here clips on the belt, pull it free and hold down the side to talk and be heard. You are set on the standard channel right now, the geeks are not that fast with this shit, so just come up with a call sign, Jaguar should work the centrals should know you are joining the radio. The scene is that way about ten miles, this sicko is moving up in the world. Should be easy to spot tall grey building mostly window with a lot of flashing lights in the front, just go in the front there will be an officer there to guide you." Derek says, I reach down to adjust the volume then hear the report of a gun followed by a scream.

"I'm going that way first, about four miles gun and scream." I say pointing then dashing off.

I get past about two streets before Derek's voice comes over the radio reporting shots fired and an approximate location, I grin when he says Jaguar en route to some cheering. When I reach the location of the shooting there is a dark skinned man lying on the sidewalk, a woman is running out of the house screaming. A car is speeding up farther down the street with no lights, I give chase when I pass a side street I notice the streets.

"Jaguar here, dark skinned man shot on the sidewalk near 56th Street and Angina, follow the sound of the screaming woman. Give me a few seconds I should have a shooter."

I ignore the sound coming from the radio, the car has turned the lights on and is speeding up. It takes a wild turn almost ending up sideways to the street when I get near it. I take the turn much smoother and am right on the tail of the car, there are two men inside, both light skinned. The one on the passenger side comes out the window to shoot at me, I sidestep two bullets before moving up and punching him. He slumps and almost falls out of the car before I grab him, I sling him over my shoulder and stay behind the car needing to drop him off soon and needing a location.

I get a location when the street comes to a bigger street, I slow down just enough as the car slides into a turn to drop the man and report his location. I take off after the car, it has gotten at least a half mile ahead of me I jump over the oncoming traffic. When I land I almost cause an accident, I wave and yell I am sorry before turning on the speed. I pass cars almost like they are at a standstill until I get up to the car I was chasing, he sees me coming in the rearview mirror I think. He does not notice the car in front of him slowing down however and plows right into the back of it, both cars slide a good distance then end up off the road.

When the man I was chasing gets out of his car to run, I trip him then guide him right into the trunk of his car. Making sure he is still breathing and out cold I head for the other car. The driver is shaking inside of his car then gives me a weak smile when I tap on his window.

"Do you know where we are? I should report that I caught this one." The man rolls down his window then holds up a cell phone, I repeat what it says then say I caught the driver, there is another man he ran into here.

"God I hope my insurance covers this, do you think the police insurance will pay to fix my car?" The man says still shaking a little, the fear faint, mostly he is worried.

"I don't know hang on let me ask." I say to him then pull up the little hand held thing. "Jaguar here, the other driver is asking if the police insurance will cover repairs on his car if his insurance does not."

"Yes we will, Jaguar would you kindly get your butt to the scene you are supposed to be at now." Frank's voice comes over the radio.

"I'll be there shortly, there is nobody here yet and I got a bad guy here with the driver of the car he ran into." I put the hand held thing back on the belt then look at the driver. "The Captain is saying they will so you are covered."

"Great, hey listen while we are waiting, I'm a porn producer and you so have the body of a porn star."

"Thank you, it is just I can not have sex while furry and well I found a guy. I also don't think I could do porn, I've heard it is for men and not really for pleasure."

"I totally understand the first part, the second part is a little wrong, most porn is yes, I do for couple porn, and lesbian porn. Say could I get you to endorse my films, no sex or anything just a picture of you saying its great porn or something. I'll send you my movies, free of charge if you decide to great, if not I'm not out much." He says excitedly opening the door and sticking his feet out to lean on.

"I don't see the harm in that, let me ask." I pull up the hand held thing again. "Hey Frank, the other guy is a porn producer he wants to give me his movies see if I like them and will endorse them, could I tell him to send them to your station care of me?"

"You are starting to get annoying the press would have a field day with that one you chasing some guy into heavy traffic is bad enough. Tell you what, get his address and I will send an off duty to pick them up."




Emap Ch. 02



The man is laughing, I groan then hold the hand held up to him, he says his address. A patrol car finally pulls in behind the cars, he is outright laughing as he gets out. He goes over to the other one when I point toward him he handcuffs the man to the front bumper of his car then walks over to me.

"I am so glad I'm not you, Captain is a little on the chew you out side I think, I was there once, second week on duty. I swear he yelled at me for twenty minutes, anyway I have orders to direct you to the hotel, just take this street it curves up into an overpass and takes you right past the hotel, about ten miles from here, maybe fifteen." The patrolman says his voice is strong and earnest.

I thank him then take off again, learning from before I stay on this side until there is a large enough gap in the oncoming before crossing over on the ground. I get a few honks as I race past traffic, when the street goes up into a bridge type I start looking to the sides. When I find it I discover the two sides of the street are a rather good distance apart. There is a cross street below with a gap just ahead of where I am, I drop down to that then join the traffic going toward the hotel.

Outside of the hotel is as advertised a lot of lights, some police cars mostly news vans with their lights on the camera's and the vans. Seeing the vans have a section of the roof in back empty of whatever the stuff on them is for I run straight toward the doors, I think it's hard to tell in all of the light. I jump on the first van then leap from van to van causing quite a commotion inside and ahead, the cameras are turned back toward me as I reach the last van then leap. There is a lot of ducking though I land well past the yellow string, a patrolwoman comes running over.

"Oh thank god, I was starting to think the Captain was going to start yelling at me, come on the elevator is in the back." I look at her she is a slight woman, no taller than Sally, with brown hair almost black.

She leads the way into the hotel, the reporters behind us shouting questions. The noise of them dies down when the door shuts we make a swift journey through the rather expansive lobby to the elevators. On the way up the policewoman looks at me nervously then opens her mouth.

"Listen I've watched his movies, they are really quite nice, I've only seen the lesbian ones and not all of them, if you don't want those could I have them?" The fear on her is weak but there.

"Of course, I have no desire to watch women having sex with women. I would say you are doomed to hell but I have old values, I'm just going to say not for me." She smiles at that.

"Thanks, I'll try and ask Captain Miller if I can go for the movies for you." She says as the doors open, it is a short walk to the right room.

"Frank this nice young woman would like to volunteer to get the movies." I say as I walk in the room, the smell of death is strong.

Frank and Tony are standing against the wall, the remains of a woman on the floor at the foot of the bed. The smell of fear and urine under the smell of some orange smelling chemical draws my attention to the closet. Tony comes over when I go inside, I get down low to the far wall feeling at the floor until he pulls me back.

"Wait don't touch anything tell me what you are looking for." Tony says as he pulls me out of the closet to let another man go in with lots of things hanging off his belt and hands.

"There was someone in the closet, for an extended period, lots of fear and urine buried under an orange smell."

"Oh fuck pull up the carpet if the sicko pissed in there it's to the padding." Frank yells then comes over. "Jaguar can you tell us where the sicko went after that, maybe we can get lucky."

I nod then walk around he spent much time in the bathroom taking a shower. When I leave the room and turn away from the elevators Frank and Tony follow me along with another man who is quite nervous. At the emergency stairs I lead us down four floors before going back into the hallways. The smell leads me right up to a door I reach up to knock until Frank takes my hand shaking his head. He pulls me to one side Tony gets on the other side pulling out his gun. The man that had come with us looks about nervously the smell of fear rising fast and strong.

"He's afraid, more so than I would expect." I say quietly, the man looks at me then turns to run.

Tony clobbers him with the butt of his revolver the man goes down in a pile not moving. Frank pulls out his gun, a grey one somewhat like the one favored by the bad men, more rounded and larger. Tony goes down then pulls up a plastic card he goes to put it in a little black box over the knob until I take it then motion him to the side. When I open the door the click sends me moving back over beside the door, there is a loud report of gun fire the wall on the far side puffs with dust and is left blackened with holes in a large circle.

I am the first through the door, a man crouched behind the bed opens fire his shots are wild. I grimace when he hits my shoulder before I am across the bed sending him against the wall. I kick him again bouncing him off the other wall before he falls down in a lump. Tony comes past me to handcuff the man, when there is a groan outside I move quickly to find Frank holding his arm blood on his shirt up high.

"Sorry Frank gun smell goes up from what it is attached to, would take days to flood in there enough for me to smell through the door." Frank laughs then groans and leans over.

"Not your fault, my own damn fault for following you. Should have gotten the door busters in anyway, I suppose better this way, I would have to write a condolences letter." Frank says before grabbing up my handheld. "Captain Miller here, I was stupid and got shot, we have the suspect four floors below the scene. Get an ambulance and some cops here. Oh and call my wife, tell her I'm fine and going to need an arm brace again." 

"Something just occurred to me, Jaguar you are going to have to go in court and demonstrate your smelling abilities. Hey you got blood on your shoulder are you OK?" Tony asks at my shoulder, Frank looks up worried himself.

"Yes no problem, I took one to the shoulder might be a little lodged in there though my arm moves fine." I say demonstrating my arm movement.

"I think you are going to the hospital with Frank and getting an X-ray. You may be fine and I'm just being a worry wart but it would make me feel better." Tony says sitting me down next to Frank.

"I think he likes you, though I admit to being a little worried myself, you were shot in the head today." Frank reaches over and runs his hand over my head.

Tony reaches down and scratches behind my cat ears, in no time I am purring and moving my head around to get him to scratch just the right spots. I hear the elevators opening, I point that way then sigh when the scratching stops.

"Hey over here," Tony yells before scratching my ears some more.

I hear footsteps and some talking I hear over the radio that it's the twelfth floor. Behind that there is a clump then squeaks as something is wheeled over the carpet. Two patrol officers come around the corner one goes right to the downed man on the carpet there, the other looks at the door then reports room 128E. Two men in reddish orange shirts come around the corner with a thin bed and a large red bag on the bed.

"Aren't they going to look at us?" I ask as the two men go past us, one to the downed man the other inside.

"Not yet, shoulder wounds go second to people not moving, bad guys or not paramedics just want to heal people." Frank says with a wry grin. "Hey make sure that one is handcuffed."

"Captain Miller you gotta let the young and stupid ones go first." The paramedic that comes to us says as he cuts the shirt open.

"He followed me." I say as the other one gets down with me he runs his fingers over my shoulder.

"All I got is dried blood on her." He says looking at the other paramedic.

"She's going in for X-rays." Tony says Frank nods.

"She's going to keep me company, we can walk fine do you want to take either of these two in?" The paramedics trade a look.

"The one out here we better, he's got a nice bruise coming and best to X-ray him now just in case one of you guys broke his face. The other one is going to have one killer headache and be black faced but he looks fine otherwise, no obvious broken. If his face starts to swell take him in, right now he's just an out cold suspect."

The paramedics put the man lying in the hallway atop the bed, strap him down then come back over to us. They put Frank's arm in a length of cloth tied together and looped around his shoulder, they call it a brace. I take Frank's good arm and walk with him behind the paramedics we have to hug the wall as two men with bags and little black things hung over their chests go past.

"Who were they and what did they have on their chests?" I ask as we reach the elevators.

"Those were crime scene investigators they had cameras slung around their necks so they could photograph everything before anybody moves it." Franks says as the elevator opens and we get on.

"Video cameras I thought those were larger?"

"No not video, those were still photograph cameras I think you know what those do. A video camera does the same thing on a roll of film well used to now most of the video cameras record to memory, same idea just using electronic data instead of an exposed film."

"A lot of cell phones have a camera feature to them, still and video. If you look I am sure you can find pictures of you online." The younger paramedic says with a grin.

We head outside the reporters are still there shouting questions, my ears roll back at the volume of them. I am very glad that the ambulance is inside of the open area, the paramedics load the bed in the ambulance first. One of them gets in then helps Frank get in, Frank reaches back to help me get in. The doors shut cutting out a lot of the noise from the reporters, my ears go back up with a sigh of relief. Frank reaches over and scratches behind my ears, I sigh then lean into him starting to purr.

"I never knew Jaguars could purr, humanoid or regular." The paramedic in the back says.

"All felines can purr it's just a matter of getting them happy enough. The big ones only do it to their young I think, hard to tell when they will attack anything that comes near." I close my eyes and curl up against Frank.

"I am married you know, I hope your not falling for me or anything." Frank says with a chuckle.

"Oh that was bad Frank you would not believe how good this feels I got pleasure all the way down me from your fingers scratching my ears. Let me put it this way, it is rather like having unimaginably great sex, having your all time favorite meal and watching something you always wanted to watch all at the same time." I don't even open my eyes, just keep lying there curled up my hands on his leg purring like mad.

The scratching stops when my claws come out, Frank groans then pulls my hands from his leg. I sit up as the paramedic comes over looking worried, when the ambulance bumps up and down and stops the one driving comes in the back.

"We are there what happened?"

"He was scratching my ears making me a very happy cat then I clawed him." I say as they get Frank to stand up a second then undo his pants.

They wipe at his leg a few times then laugh, the older one says no big deal just a flesh wound. The back of the ambulance opens wide just one nurse standing there, she looks in then crosses herself.

"Hey Nancy great timing, we have an accidental clawing could you run and get a wheelchair." The older one says getting out of the ambulance, she nods then runs off.

The paramedics get the bed out the man on it groans once then does not move. Nancy comes back with a wheelchair, I help Frank to the back of the ambulance Nancy helps him into the wheelchair. I follow her and the paramedics into the hospital, we all walk over to a doctor he looks at the man on the bed first then turns to Frank and sees me.

"Ah fuck and I thought they were playing a prank on me. Anyway Frank you look fine, why the wheelchair?" The doctor's voice strained and tired, his eyes carry a little of the tiredness.

"Believe it or not I forgot the one rule of scratching a cat behind the ears, have a pad on your leg." The doctor laughs then looks at the paramedics, one puts a thumbs up.

"Alright let's get you to X-ray, and why are you here Jaguar you seem to be in perfect health." Frank leans forward then tugs on his coat.

"She's been shot twice today, we want an X-ray you know the whole make sure and not listen to the patient thing. I probably see you to often."

"Yeah no problem, I'll probably have doctors beating on my door for years asking for a copy of the X-ray. Where have you been shot?" He leads us toward some elevators while he speaks to us.

"Let's see. Today I was shot in the head, and then in the shoulder just before or after Frank here forgot to stay behind the door. Yesterday I was shot low in my side, bullet went clean through. I really dislike the small bullets in use here, the hunter guns were much easier, fall over for a second or two and back up again with no bullet to dissolve." The doctor and Frank are staring at me in shock.

"How many times have you been shot?" Frank manages to ask just as the elevator doors are opening.

"Upwards of two hundred I think, it's hard to remember when you are talking about one hundred years. The hunters would go to the Amazon to hunt jaguars and a couple other things. The revolutionaries where the worst, they would take shots at most anything, a few times a broken twig would get a machine gun firing at you. They are greatly improved over the Gatling I can say that."

We have reached X-ray by the time I finish speaking apparently I was loud enough to listen in to the conversation everyone is staring at me. The doctor suggests I go first Frank agrees, a rather nervous man comes over then directs me to lie down on a table. He goes and consults with the doctor before coming back and adjusting the black thing hanging from the roof. He goes behind a wall where there is a click noise then he comes back and adjusts the black thing. He does this five times in all making notes each time, Frank gets a turn on the bed for one click then we are taken to a room.

A nurse is waiting in the room for us she helps the doctor get Frank onto the bed. They work his pants down then bandage his leg, the nurse leaves after that. The doctor has Frank sit forward feels around on his back then goes over to the cabinet he pulls a bottle of whiskey out and hands it to Frank. Frank takes a couple of drinks of it while the doctor gets tools onto a little tray.

"Hold his good hand if you please." The doctor says as he pulls a stool over to the bed and lowers it.

"So I understand you went to Antonio's today, did you like it?" Frank asks looking over at me, the doctor is taking a long pair of almost tweezers to his shoulder.

"Very much so, you can expect getting a bill from Antonio the plan is I stay there in between and have a snack when I'm hungry. There is really a rather surprising lack of animals I would eat in town." The doctor even laughs at that, before he really starts digging, Frank winces then squeezes my hand.

The nurse comes back with two long envelopes as the doctor pulls something out of Frank. She goes and gets a little metal tray he drops what he pulled out onto the tray with a clink noise. They pull black sheets out of the envelopes then put them on a long something on the wall, with a click it lights up. They go over the first one for a minute or so then move on to the rest.

"Well Frank you only had one, the bones are a little cracked so you are staying on a brace for a couple weeks. Jaguar I'll be damned, besides your facial structure you are completely human, no evidence of broken bones or bullets." The doctor says as he comes back over. 

"Doctor I think we have a problem." The nurse says with a magnifying glass in her hand.

The doctor goes over and looks at the X-ray with her they look close trading terms I don't understand. Frank looks at me I look at him both of us shrug, the doctor and nurse keep looking before he walks back over.

"Well it is the most damndest thing you seem to be two weeks pregnant." The second damndest thing happens then, I faint.

When I open my eyes again the doctor and nurse are leaning over me, Frank is talking on his cell phone. I look around noticing I am on the bed, I sigh then sit up.

"That can't be possible, I was born barren the doctor told me so. Two weeks is even more not possible, I've been having sex for two days here and three weeks ago before that. I've not even had a period in over one hundred years." The doctor and nurse look at each other then me again.

"All I am saying is according to what we see on your X-ray you are two weeks pregnant. Buy some pregnancy tests and do those, Frank said you are getting social security tomorrow, make sure you get a doctor visit and he can do a more comprehensive test." The doctor says the nurse squeezes my hand.

"Better late than never on kids I always say." She says with a smile.

"Tony, Derek, and Sally are coming over you are now officially taking the rest of the night off. Probably good thing you passed out for so long, you got to miss the smell of that crap they put on my shoulder. I swear I think they try and make it smell worse every year." Frank says walking over with a smile.

"I hope you told him to buy rings, we are going to have to get married now."

The doctor and nurse leave us alone I curl up on the bed Frank sits next to me his hand on my shoulder. When Tony arrives Derek and Sally are right behind him, my clothes in Sally's hands. Tony comes right over and gives me a hug I uncurl then curl up against Tony.

"God's Tony I'm scared, what if I have a kitten, or kittens. Oh gods, they said two weeks you are the only possible but we only started having sex two days ago, how can I not advertise to everyone that I am different if I have a baby in a week."

"Little over a month would be closer to it." Frank says I glare at him.

"Come on let's get you dressed and home, we bought a few two liters of coke and five pregnancy tests. We are gonna take you home let you play the Xbox and drink a lot of coke so you can do the tests." Tony says to me as he motions everybody to get out.

Walking out of the hospital is a little harder than getting in the reporters have filled up the parking lot. Tony leads me around them while Frank speaks to the reporters Derek and Sally stay with him. Tony leads me around to the driver's side back door ushers me in then follows. When he shuts the door I curl up in his lap, he puts his arm over me.

I start to purr then close my eyes before they open a crack. I don't know how long I lie there dozing I just wake up when the doors open. Sally gets in the back with us, Frank and Derek in the front seat. I start to doze again, at least until Sally hands me three plastic bags. Tony opens the door gets me sitting up then gets out, he helps me out of the car then walks me into our building. Constance is waiting for the elevator when we get there, she gets on with us.

"Isn't it a little early to be buying pregnancy tests?" She asks eyeing the bags full of coke bottles and the tests.

"I got taken to the hospital for X-rays and it seems I am two weeks pregnant. Tony was being a little worry wart and thought being shot twice in one day warranted X-rays." Tony looks at me then groans.

"How are you still...? Oh my god no way," Constance is now leaning against the wall of the elevator.

"Please don't advertise that. She's supposed to be all secret identity here. It would probably be better if you don't tell anyone, well maybe if you can ever find a steady girlfriend."




Emap Ch. 03



I am dashing around in the kitchen, Sally and Wilma telling me to slow down. Tony walks past when there is a knock at the door he looks over at me then takes my hand and drags me along to the door. When the door opens I see Constance standing there with another woman. I have to look twice to realize it is the policewoman who had volunteered to pick up the movies. Behind them I see Scott and Francis they wave as Constance takes my arm and propels me back into the kitchen.

"To be honest I was expecting to see you swelled up like a balloon already." She says in a low whisper.

"Oh don't worry I learned how to control the growth rate, I'm only three and a half weeks. I'll just give birth a month early, and don't worry she knows already, that is the lady who delivered the porn. My secret identity is turning into an open secret I think half the station knows." I say with a grin.

"I met her on the way out from delivering them." Madeleine says taking Constance in her arms. "Say did you watch the one I left, I already owned that one."

"Yes, it was weird I kept asking Tony where the man is." Constance laughs, Tony pulls me out of the kitchen again.

"Hey sit down, you are not feeding an army, the kitchen is clean." He sits me on the stools next to Wilma.

"I think Frank is going to be buying one of those Xbox things now." She says looking at him.

I look over Frank is sitting there playing football against Derek. Francis sits next to me looking a little jealous.

"My wife won't let me buy one, she swears that the kids are grown up and almost off in college no need for that nonsense."

"Francis you could just buy one and put it in your office." He smiles then shakes his head.

"I wish she visits me there."

"Do it anyway call it part of your job you are looking for obscene materials in the games. You can ban imported items I don't think she would do more than turn her nose at the games." Scott says walking past to get a coke.

"Scott where is your wife? I could have sworn Tony said she was coming."

"She is, had some meeting to get to so she is going to be fashionably late. Say I thought you were going to be wearing that black dress Wilma is always gushing about." He takes a seat next to Francis, Tony heads out to check on the coals.

"I am, just been busy making sure everything is ready." I say getting up to go into the bedroom.

"She's checked on everything being ready at least eight times in the last twenty minutes." Wilma says as Sally follows me.

I pull the robe off as Sally puts the dress on the floor, I sit then sidle over to it. With my feet firmly entrenched in carpet Sally pulls the dress up until I can grab it. I fit my arms in it then pause as she sniffs then gets the deodorant.

"You really gotta remember this, you smell fine when you go furry a lot but when you don't you gotta wear the deodorant." She scolds me as she puts it on.

"Deodorant was still something not done when I grew up." I say shivering at the chill of it.

"Excuses, excuses come on get your arms in it." I put my arms through the sleeves, Sally goes behind me to zip it. "I still can't believe you are not flexible enough to do this. Oh don't tell Derek but I've forgotten to refill my pills."

"Great, you can help me puzzle out the books your mom gave me I have to go search a lot of the words." I say giving her a hug after I am zipped.

"Huh and here I thought you knew Latin, get your shoes on, I still can't believe you would not take the sparkly black shoes from that specialty store."

"They were not as good as these, besides sequined dresses should have sequined shoes. The purple ones I wore last Sunday have stretched after a couple days wearing them, these will be fine eventually." I get up and twirl for her Sally smiles at me.

The men all gawk at me when we come back into the living room, Constance and Madeleine gawk as well. Tony gets our stand alone mirror over to me and I gawk at myself. I look really good, the dress has a plunging bodice that extends down to perhaps a hair over my belly button. The long skirt is sequined in a star pattern, the arms have sequins at the shoulder under lace. The body of the dress is sequined under more lace with a little tuft sticking out around the edge of the bodice. The real kicker are my breasts, they are barely covered enough for decency laws. When I turn to the side you can see most of me under my breasts.

"I hope the press doesn't see you like that, they will think I'm having an affair." Francis says with a sigh.

"Hell if my daughter wears that dress I'll have to kill her." Scott remarks with a whistle.

"I am married now you know." I say holding up my ringed hand.

"Yeah but did you have to have Simpson as your middle name, the clerk almost had a fit when we gave him the form to get married." Tony says smiling at the memory.

"Frank said changing your name after getting the card is hard so I figured what the hell and just took your last name to start with, they demanded a middle name."

When my radio squawks Frank reaches over and turns it off, Scott gets up from his stool and takes it to the wall to plug it in. Tony scolds me for forgetting to plug it in again then goes to cook hamburgers and hot dogs.

"Did you get the good franks or are we having the basic again?" Frank asks while Derek is doing a silly little winner dance.

"I bought a package of Sally's favorite, hard not to she was there, and I got the cheese one you mentioned along with a bacon dog."

"She made the chili last night can you imagine, home made chili cheese dogs." Sally says with a big smile.

"Wait I thought Jaguar was out and about all last night." Scott looks a little confused as he sits down again.

"I got it going then told Sally how to do it, I think the entire police force knows the recipe now." Scott laughs, Wilma grins.

"I wrote it down, I made Frank get me a scanner while you were in Brazil. He's going to post a copy to the boards tomorrow."

"Unless the radio ladies beat me to it, I think some of them were copying it as well" Frank gets up and goes out back to help Tony with the grilling.

"There is one thing I don't get, why did you get a coal grill?" Constance asks looking outside at the bag of charcoal leaning against the far wall of the terrace.

"That was Tony, said his grandpa always barbequed using coal and it tastes better."

"With Mesquite charcoal it will I agree, though there really is no beating filling a tank once a summer instead of buying a bag every couple weeks." Wilma says grinning again.

"One a month, we are trading on who hosts remember."

"Say are you going to cook that roast on the grill?" Madeleine asks sitting down with a coke.

"Nope slow cooking that tonight in the morning I'll turn it into sandwich meat." Madeleine licks her lips, so does Wilma.

"I have the recipe and directions, Derek promised he would buy me a meat cutter." Sally holds up a notepad with a big smile.

"I think I'll have to beg lunch off you, that roast smells divine." Constance says with a sigh.

"OK we are almost done out here, load the table." Tony says from the glass door.

I grab the two bowls of ambrosia, the small one is the powdered sugar version for Frank and mostly Frank. Sally after getting her mom to sit and stay gets the coleslaw, Constance grabs out the plate of lettuce, onion, tomato and sauerkraut. I get the mayonnaise, mustard, and a sweet relish Sally had picked out. When Tony and Frank are carrying in the platters of hamburgers and hot dogs I get out the plates. Sally gets the forks and knives, Wilma is just groaning at what we are using.

"You don't have to use the fine dishes and silverware for us." She says as she gets out two cokes.

"We didn't, we only have the china and this silverware, I didn't grow up rich so two sets of dishes is a foreign concept." Sally laughs Wilma just looks up in consternation.

"Don't worry dear, Emap just has values older than all of us combined. I was very glad you made me buy the fine china, well eventually." Frank says taking a coke from Wilma.

"Do we have to trade barbeque spots? No offense Wilma but damn this is better than I get at home." Scott says with a grin. "Though please, nobody say that to my wife I like having balls."

"Speaking of your wife where is she? I'd like to meet a woman who can stand living with you." Wilma says, Frank looks at her then slides under the table.

"Speaking of her are you sure she is coming, I mean you have been here for an hour already." Derek says loading out a hamburger.

"Yes I am sure, she is very eager to meet a goddess, why we didn't get here until an hour ago, waiting for her to finish with the meeting. She called all pissed off said to go on she will be by ASAP." Scott says looking at the hamburgers and hot dogs, finally he decides on a hot dog with chili cheese.

"Oh my god, my daughter is having a chili cheese dog." Frank says looking at Sally, she grins then takes a bite.

"Yeah to bad she's not having one of the good dogs." I just had to tease her on her pick of hot dogs while I am loading up a chili cheese dog with onion and sauerkraut.

"This chili is to die for, you gotta get me a copy of the recipe." Constance says around bites of her chili cheese dog.

"I'll give Tony a copy for you in the morning during his report." Frank says around his chili cheese dog.

"I'll get a copy don't worry, I'm not much on cooking but I do know good food." Madeleine gets out around her dog.

Scott's phone rings, he pulls it out talks on it a second then listens, he gives directions on how to find the building then hangs up. Frank's phone rings, Wilma groans as he pulls it out, he listens for a minute looks at me then says they can handle it without. When he hangs up he goes back to eating then looks around and sighs.

"Some yahoo swiped a tank, he's driving it on the coastal and they wanted to know if Jaguar would come stop it."

"I have no idea how I would, even if I do get inside of it." I say with a groan, Tony laughs.

"The rumor is you can cut through anything with your claws." Francis says while getting a hamburger and more ambrosia.

"Totally not true, I can cut up cars because they are not really metal anymore. Glass I can't I have to punch it, I have the same limitations as your basic cat."

"You left a claw mark in the sidewalk after meeting me." Tony reminds me before getting a hamburger.

"That hand is still not sharp, it's possible to cut up concrete just takes a lot of cuts and a loss of claw length."

"My leg got two sets of claw marks." Frank says getting laughs all around.

"That reminds me, Tony how do you avoid getting claw marks in you or the furniture." Wilma asks getting more ambrosia and coleslaw.

"He scratches my ears in his car or at Antonio's over the counter."

There is a knock at the door, Scott gets up to get it I go with him. Behind the door is a tiny woman maybe five feet tall, Scott gives her a big hug and a kiss. She shakes my hand then continues on in to get introduced around. I am the last to get formally introduced with her, Amber kicks Scott for that.

"I think we will need a bigger table." I sigh when she takes the last seat on the table.

"I was thinking the same thing earlier, Sally is gonna search for good ones online while we're working." Tony says as he passes over the ambrosia to Amber.

"Oh nice idea, would you mind a real wood table? I'm always scared this glass is going to break." Sally perks up at that.

"I can find meeting tables, usually they are about twelve feet, shouldn't run more than five hundred. They claim to be real wood."

"Does that include chairs or are those separate?" I just had to ask that one.

"Oh chairs are separate I think." Sally looks a little sad after saying that.

"Better question, how would we get a twelve foot table up here?" Tony asks with a tired expression.

"You are forgetting Francis is the mayor, he can assign a helicopter to land it on the terrace." Scott says, Amber giggles then kicks him.

"Then everyone would know Jaguar lives here. Scott do you remember how much that woodworker was saying it would cost to make us a big wood table."

"Oh let me think I believe it was four hundred for the table, he didn't do chairs so you would have to buy a set elsewhere."

"I can buy another set of these chairs, they look nice enough." Tony says putting the last of the ambrosia on my plate.

"I would rather have real wood chairs honestly. But if they are expensive I can live with these." I sigh then start eating the ambrosia.

"Can I take this bowl of ambrosia home with me? Wilma only makes it on barbeque night." Frank asks hopefully.

"Sure go ahead, I think we have a tub of ice cream neither of us likes anybody wants it free to a good home." Constance perks up then goes and looks.

"Wait rainbow sherbet neither of you likes? That is just so weird." She says as she comes and sits down with it.

"Tony doesn't like sherbet I remember rainbow being graded layers, not a hodge podge."

"Yeah I see your point there, but I like it so I am gonna take it home if it lasts that long." Constance says as she produces a spoon, Madeleine gets a spoon out of the kitchen and helps her.

"I thought you were going to make a mousse for us." Derek says before his phone rings.

"I was but between Tony and his desires and not getting up until eleven I didn't have enough time. Next Sunday I'll make mousse and ambrosia, course Frank you gotta promise to get good dogs." Frank nods then grins big picturing the mousse I'm sure.

Derek is grimacing as he listens to the phone, Frank's phone rings then Scott's phone. Amber and Wilma groan Sally is looking about worried, I look at Tony, he nods then unzips me. I hurry back to the bedroom drop the lovely dress kick off the shoes then pull the panties off. I go feral in the hallway Sally and Wilma are already cleaning up for me. Madeleine is heading for the door Constance and Amber are sitting at the table looking a little confused.

"OK here is the situation that run away tank wasn't just some yahoo, the tank is now sitting in the docks. It seems to have a full payload of munitions, which means main cannon can and has fired. The naval base doesn't have anything to take out a tank where it is, the guard is being slow. The closest actual military base is twenty minutes by jet we've lost two cops already I'd rather not wait that long." Frank says Scott nods along with him.

"Does the guard have hand held anti tank? I can grab one on my way."

"We have a patrolman getting them now they are not that simple anymore apparently. What we need you to do is simply keep the tanks attention you can try and go in it if you want."

"It sounds like a trap honestly, where did they get the tank and how do they know how to use it." Tony says looking worried.

"I think a better question is why the dock, they must have a reason for the dock, perhaps drugs and they want to get them out." Amber says as she comes over and grabs Scott.

"I agree with you both it's just we gotta get rid of this tank." Frank says looking a little defeated.

"Where is the guard base, I'll go there first make sure the patrolman got the weapon. Get the naval base to launch some scouts there might be a ship elsewhere dropping drugs." I say heading over to my radio, the battery in it is not charged enough I grab up the one on the charger and switch them.

"Hey both of you stay safe." Tony says holding me tight.

I look up at him, bring my human face back then kiss him, strong and hard. When he lets go I caress his face.

"You stay safe I'm going to need a father for this bundle of joy." He smiles at me.

Scott points out where the base is I wave then dash out the glass door. With a quick leap I clear the wall while I am falling I reach down and turn the radio on. After making my tumble landing I orient myself then take off. When I notice the radio is a little quiet I turn it up to hear Frank over the radio.

"Navy has reported two scouts up, nothing in one hundred miles of L.A. unregistered. Jaguar you may like to know there is one freighter due for customs inspection it came in this morning."

"Frank, has the patrolman made it to the base, I'm staring at it no lights, no movement."

The base is laid out before me I'm atop the closest building, a bar. I'm hunkered down low, my night vision is like a cat fairly close ranged. I don't see anything, I also don't smell death, which is a good thing except there should be lights on, I think.

"No he is still a minute out according to him, wait for him and use his car. The tank is stationary and not firing, at this time."

"Tell him to turn his lights on, and only his lights I hate those sirens." I hear laughter in the background over the radio.

I switch the radio to the regular channel when I see the lights coming. When I drop down I scare the crap out of a couple men leaving the bar, they dash back inside. I step out into the street to flag down the patrol car he stops and puts it in park rolling down his window.

"I hope this base is supposed to be not lit up. In any event you go first I'll try and get to any shooters before you are full of holes." I say to a really quite attractive man, he nods then looks ahead.

"Supposed to be lit up like the fourth of July in point of fact, be glad this is a guard base, most of the heavy shit was moved to the base that stayed open. Do me a favor, grab the submachine gun in my trunk and give it to me." His voice is smooth and sweet like honey with just a hint of strength, his trunk pops open.

With the submachine gun passed to him we move forward, the base is rather typical of army bases. There is a guard station at the entrance then a lot of nothing. I am looking to the sides as we move forward so I don't see the shooter until he fires. The sharp crack gets me looking I spot him atop a tall building, his bullet takes out the red light atop the patrol car. The patrolman speeds up to get his car out of the fire I speed up as well at an angle to the shooter.

The shooter puts three bullets into the concrete behind me before he clicks his rifle. When he opens fire with full auto I skid to a stop then move in a different direction, right at him. I reach the building then go around the corner to climb luckily it is a brick building, plenty of handholds. By the time the shooter realizes I am not below him, I am on the building with him. As he is turning to shoot at me I kick him right in the side of his head, he slumps down, then rolls right off the side of the building. When I drop off after the shooter I find the patrolman kneeling next to him feeling at his neck.

"Did I kill him?" The patrolman looks up at me then shakes his head.

"There was another one, I shot him we need to get an ambulance here and my radio is out." He looks around then moves toward a smaller building marked Armory.

I check my radio to find I'm not getting a signal either I fiddle with it as I follow him. The armory looks terrible, boxes broken and parts of things scattered all over. A large number of the rifles are gone the patrolman leads the way through the mess to two doors. Inside are more boxes he looks through them before opening two, he pulls out some rockets and a strange looking thing.

"My radio is getting no signal, must be interference in the base." I say as he turns to leave, he sighs then keeps going.

We are both nervous as we leave the armory, looking everywhere as we move quickly to his car. He puts the rockets and as he calls it launcher into the front seat of his patrol car. While he moves around to get in his car I do a quick search of the outside of the other buildings, a rather surprising number of them yet no houses. When he honks, I race back to find him halfway to the entrance. At the entrance our radio's start working again.




Emap Ch. 03



"Car 547 and Jaguar back on the air, base is FUBAR. We have the equipment and are moving for the docks now. Send a search team and ambulance to the base, encountered light resistance in need of medical. Large number of automatic weapons are gone, exercise caution." He says into his hand held then looks at me. "Get in no reason for you to get there minutes before me, may not need to get its attention, these are long range."

I open up the back door behind him and hop in, then switch my radio back to my channel. It looks strange to me, the lights are on but there is only a blue light as we race through the streets to one of the main streets. Not long after we get on this it turns into an overpass and traffic is at a standstill. 

"Car 547, traffic is not moving we are exiting vehicle and continuing on foot."

He exits the vehicle opens my door for me, there is no handle on the inside I noticed that after I got in, then gets out the launcher and rockets. He starts trotting along I follow him on the slim gap between cars and the rail, thankful he had not asked if I could carry him. I could it's just a man his size with the things he is carrying would limit me to on the ground only, with traffic not moving doors opening is a painful danger. My radio squawks then Derek comes through asking if we are on the street we are on, the patrolman looks back then nods.

"Yes why?" I had to pull my hand held up it caught on the belt then tumbled free.

"There is a second tank on that street it has not fired though the turret is rotating. Frank says lethal force authorized use the anti tank. If you are on the overpass section from the base it is a mile and half ahead of you where it goes back to level."

The patrolman stops, puts a rocket to the launcher, gives me a grim look then runs. Around the bend of the overpass we catch sight of it, there is indeed a tank sitting astride the street, traffic on the other side is at a standstill. The tank is a light tan color with brown stripes here and there the turret is rotating to look at the other traffic when we see it. The patrolman raises the launcher fiddles with something then it starts to beep, when the beep turns into a squawk the rocket launches with a fizzling whoosh noise.

He pulls me low as the rocket turns almost straight up trailing a lot of smoke. He fits the second rocket to the launcher as the rocket seems to disappear in the night sky then with a whoosh something slams into the tank. The tank seems to open up to the sky on top with a resounding boom there is some zinging noises then all is quiet besides a small fire inside the newly opened tank.

"That tank was either just back from or going to Iraq, sucks I had to destroy it. Come on let's see if we can borrow a car from the front of the parking lot." He takes off at a run I follow then get an idea.

"Derek do we have any cars near the tank? It has been a little blown up." I ask into my radio, the patrolman ahead of me cackles.

"Jaguar this is central, we have two patrol cars on the way, should be there in twenty. They are on traffic direct duties feel free to take one of their cars."

Ahead I can see the lights of two patrol cars they reach the tank before we get more than thirty cars ahead of where we were. The patrolman slows down then stops breathing heavily to catch his breath then looks at me.

"Run ahead collect the extinguishers in their cars then put the fire out, if it reaches any munitions or the gas lines big explosion." 

I nod, hop over the car next to us then run fast over to the patrol cars. One of the patrolmen is just getting out of his car when I get there he pops his trunk for me then moves to the other car to pop that trunk. I grab up the extinguisher in the trunk, these are larger then the ones they keep in the door then hop nervously onto the tank. I pull the pin then start spraying, lots of smoke comes up. It takes about half the can to get the fire out and the smoke to stop rising.

"Hey don't look in there it's not pretty." Patrolman says he catches up while I am looking inside the tank.

"I don't smell death, is it possible there was no one inside the tank?" I ask as I get down.

"No, they were cooked fast, don't worry they felt nothing." He tells me as he gets me into the front seat of a patrol car.

There is no more conversation on the matter I really did not want to know more. We race down the streets lights flashing siren blaring, the radio crackles with some regular reports of shots fired. Things turn scary when we get nearer to the tank, the road behind us explodes. He curses swerves us around then off the street into a warehouse parking lot. I can hear a powerful rumbling engine and the creak of metal moving against metal.

"Tank is following us please tell me you can hit a moving tank." I say getting out of the car fast.

"Yes no problem there so long as I can see it long enough to lock on. Listen be careful there is a machine gun built into the turret." The patrolman is talking fast as he pulls the launcher out of the back seat.

I groan then get moving when I reach the street I see the tank rolling along the turret is swiveling back and forth. I get moving when it turns back to see me, I just run along the street, the boom of a shell launching has me across the street, the street explodes a little past where I would have been if I had stayed on that side. The machine gun opens up getting me to dart to a side street. When the fence explodes behind me I get a little impatient, I speed up race to the next street then slide into a turn to back the way I had been on the next street over.

I get back to the patrolman right as he launches the rocket the tank is turning the turret back toward us. When I stop next to him he looks at me, then the tank and curses. When he starts running toward the warehouse I get the idea, I pick him up on the way earning me a groan. About halfway along the warehouse I set him down, the corner of the warehouse blows up behind us. He curses again looking at me then we hear the whoosh boom followed by some more zinging noises.

"Ah fuck I thought we had it there, tanks have really good heat sensors. You would be easier to track being warmer than a regular person." He has a smile on his face, my radio crackles.

"Jaguar nice job on the tank we are not quite done yet however, we found some of those missing weapons, convoy of semis bristling with people carrying those are trying to move something out of the docks. We could use you those trucks are not easy to stop." Frank comes over the channel, I groan.

"Hey listen, those trucks are not that hard if you simply take out the front tires. They can't turn worth a shit then you can also take out the driver, which is probably not something you want to do. Trust me there are no straight roads in the warehouse section. Do you want my submachine?" The patrolman says to me holding up his submachine gun, I shake my head then bring out my claws.

He whistles in admiration, I grin at him then take off toward the docks. It is not hard to track down these semi trucks from the rapid fire the men in them are doing. The first truck is easy, I simply come upon it from a side street slash the first tire then run in front of the truck and do the second. The second truck is a little harder the men in the back of the first truck notice me and open fire. Going for the second tire they switch to full auto, I take a bullet in my arm, my chest and down low on my side. I stumble for a brief second then explode into fury driven motion the first man in the back of that truck never knew what hit him. 

The second and third man are left lying there holding their insides in, the fifth actually jumps out the back of the truck in pure fear. The second truck has stopped, the driver got to see what I was doing to the men. He is sitting there holding his hands up, the fifth man that had jumped out climbs into the compartment with him. There are patrol cars all over with cops everywhere carrying shotguns and submachine guns. A few look in then back away crossing themselves I am still crouched over the fourth man, he isn't screaming or crying anymore, I'm snarling and growling.

"Jaguar calm down everything is all right, you are both fine." Tony's voice comes over the radio.

I let out a breath, look down at what I have done then look at my bloody hands, bits of people hanging from my claws. I scramble out of the back of the truck lose what was left of dinner, along with things I never want to know, then dash for the ocean. I stop at the edge of the water drop the radio then go right in to clean myself. Tony comes in to pull me out Frank is waiting on the little expanse of beach holding a big blanket.

Frank wraps me up in the blanket wet fur seems to not be itchy at least. Tony takes off in a different direction, Frank holds on to me when I try and follow then takes me back to the street. Past the truck I had gone overboard in there is a media circus, Frank takes me along toward that.

"Come on Jaguar you gotta tell them you are pregnant and only exhibiting mother's instincts on a predator's level. You will go home with Tony right after that I swear." Frank whispers to me as we are getting closer.

"Please no questions, I just want to go home." I say as we get up to the reporters, Frank stops me there. "Since he won't let me go on yet, the reason I did what I did is simple, I am pregnant they shot me low endangering my child, I may have overreacted if you ask the family of those men, anyone else will understand I hope."

Frank takes me past the silent reporters Tony is there in his giant car. Frank opens the back door shoves me in saying to stay here for now then shuts the door behind me. We drive in silence I just curl up on the back seat feeling miserable, at a stop light Tony looks back at me.

"Do you feel up to getting dressed and coming up here?"

I look around and see a sun dress folded up on the seat near me, I lose my fur it was getting itchy anyway then put the dress on. I climb over the back seat getting a scolding since the car is in motion at the time. I land on my radio I shove it to the floor then put my head on Tony's lap. He puts his arm over me, I sigh then thank god for automatic transmissions.

"So what kind of ice cream do you want to get?" Tony asks as we pull into a corner store.

I just go in with him I end up getting five different of the little expensive ice creams. The clerk gives us a raised eyebrow, Tony says I'm bummed then puts down two one liter cokes. He nods then expresses his condolences as he rings it up, Tony pays gets the bag of ice cream and cokes then puts an arm around me to lead me back out to the car. After we have reached our building I realize he bought cokes and we have two unopened boxes.

"Why did you buy cokes, we have a bunch still?" I ask on the elevator, he looks over at me then grins.

"Because you are seriously upset, you also bought five of those ice creams. Each one of those one liters is like four cans, I'd like to have some left over for tomorrow and I wanted one." I groan at him.

When Tony opens the door to our apartment we find Constance and Sally sitting on the sofa watching a movie. They both look over at us in surprise Sally is the first to recover she runs over.

"Hey you OK, what happened?" She asks looking at the bag of ice cream and cokes.

"Mother's instincts come on clear off the sofa, Constance could you get a spoon for her." Tony says taking me over to the now empty sofa.

Sally stops the movie Netflix on the Xbox is very good for this then goes through to comedies. We end up watching Office Space with me curled up on Tony eating three ice creams. When the movie ends Constance hands over the movies from Netflix, I toss Kick-Ass across the room when Tony says what it is about. He groans when we put Gone with the Wind on the Xbox. Constance and Sally have seen the movie already but not read the book, I've read the book so they are interested when I start talking about the things they skipped or altered.

When it is over we all laugh when we notice Tony has tears in his eyes, he simply says he got something in them. I crawl into his lap and give him a kiss, then hang on when his phone rings. Tony pulls it out then sits down again before answering it, he listens for a second or two then looks at me.

"Sally turn it to TV, this is interesting, anything local with news on."

Sally gets up turns the Xbox off then switches the TV for the cable box, news appears on the screen. It is a reporter talking to an older man the reporter is asking what the man thinks of my actions earlier.

"On a basic level I'm going holy fuck I'm glad that wasn't me. When I think about it though, I'm glad Jaguar is here, she's protecting all of our children and us from our children. I can say that because she arrested, or well apprehended my oldest son after he took part in a shooting. Maybe he will learn his lesson from his time in prison maybe not, I don't know but fuck it he deserves it for taking part in a fucking drive by. I don't live in the greatest of neighborhoods so I have to worry about the kids I still have at home, plus my wife and I. Jaguar is making it safer I've been calling the cops forever, now my neighbors are doing it and we are seeing them again. I don't know if crime is down, maybe we should let Jaguar do that to everyone she goes after so we can fucking leave our doors unlocked again, used to be you could do that. That's all I got to say on that." The man waves then walks away, the shocked reporter looks at the camera for a second then composes herself.

"There you have it, I've asked random people and there is a consensus, Jaguar is on the right track and excuse my language but fuck the bad guys, these people want their nights back. I for one agree with them, Jaguar wherever you are, if you are watching this know that the good people of Los Angeles are behind you." The crowd behind her cheers then starts chanting Jaguar.

The home phone rings, Sally picks it up listens for a moment then hands me the phone.

"Emap listen I don't know if you have seen the station that has it or not so I'm just gonna tell you, stop me if you heard it. One of the guys in that first truck, his family called the station from the hospital. He's touch and go, they were supportive of you, his mom said she knows her son has fallen in with a bad crowd and won't listen to her and she knows about protecting your children. She wishes you had gone easier on her son, but she does not hold it against you, she is only mad at the man who put him on the truck." Frank tells me, I sigh then he continues before I can say anything. "Listen, those trucks, they had a lot of cocaine, I'm not talking just some kilos lot either, I'm talking almost a full ton." 

"My god, I did not smell it, even before I lost all sense of where I was. All I smelled was fear, gun oil, and some strange chemicals." Tony is looking at me curiously.

"Yeah because they packed it in aluminum foil and plastic, weighted it then sank it into all sorts of shit, acids and kerosene and I think formaldehyde. Listen stay home tonight but tomorrow if you are up to going out again keep in mind not all of those guns taken from the base were found, there's still upwards of thirty floating around. The guard hasn't gotten back to me on it yet and the patrolman that went with you is only estimating that there are still thirty three missing, he says add or subtract five." Frank hangs up after that, I hand the phone to Sally.

"We caught about a ton of cocaine today they packed it in chemicals I never knew it was there. He also said there are still those guns out there, not all of the ones taken were with the trucks." Tony sighs, Sally curses then picks up the phone.

Constance pulls her cell phone out of her purse then walks into the kitchen. I pick up my coke to find it is empty, I eye Tony's it is half full. Tony looks at me then puts his coke down below the side of the sofa and shakes his head. I sigh then get up to get a can, Constance is talking to Madeleine, Sally is talking to Derek.

"I get Constance being freaked out Madeleine is her first cop, Sally I don't get, Frank gets shot every couple of years she grew up with it." Tony says to me as I sit down.

"Tony sometimes you are a dense man, Sally is freaked as you put it because Derek is her boyfriend. It's harder to have your boyfriend getting shot at than your dad, besides she wants to make him a dad. Don't tell him that she's going to pretend like it was not planned I think."

Sally comes and sits down looking really worried Constance does the same a second later. I realize I never put the roast on so get up then ask if they want to help me get the roast going. Constance and Sally look at me then get up happy to have something to do. While we are getting the roast into a cooking pan and covered in aluminum foil I realize I have everything to make cookies but chocolate chips.

"Tony run to the store and pick up say two bags of chocolate chips if you please, we can do cookies, I need to have the stove hot for a half hour anyway." Tony gets up with a smile then is out the door.

"So come on fess what was the real reason you ran him off?" Sally says with a grin.

"Honestly I really want to make cookies. Course I am also curious as to how your search for real wood chairs went."

"Well I found some nice ones, they are not all that cheap, one hundred thirty being the cheapest and those are not that nice, for every two chairs. The biggest problem is simply the chairs need simple assembly nothing says what said assembly is. I think you are going to have to live with more of Tony's chairs." Sally looks a little bummed Constance puts her head in her hands.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right at least the chairs are nicer than his plates." Sally laughs, Constance looks confused.

We are describing his plates when Tony gets back, he groans puts the bag of chips on the counter then goes play Xbox. I get out two bowls we load the two sticks of margarine into each, after loading both bowls with the sugars I pull out two hand blenders. I hand one to Sally and one to Constance, both look at me funny.

"I have two because he let me do it and the site was updating slowly, they were really cheap anyway. We are blending the margarine and sugars because it works better that way, just press it into the bowl until you get little peas, work it around."

While they are doing that I go and get the oven preheating then go get my coke. I pull out the other ingredients for the cookies, get a third bowl then combine the dry ingredients. Constance is actually the first ready, I hand her a wooden spoon then pour the dry ingredients in to her bowl, after adding the eggs and vanilla extract I hand it back. I do the same for Sally when her bowl is ready then go put the roast in the oven.

Tony's phone rings, making him curse and pause his football game before answering. The home phone rings making Constance and Sally dash for it, during the ensuing scuffle for it Tony picks it up and tosses it to me. I hand it to Constance when Madeleine asks for her the relief on her face is almost comical. Sally looks dejected until Tony hands over his phone then follows me into the kitchen to help finish the cookie mixing.

Constance and Sally return to the kitchen when I am pulling the first two pans of cookies out. Tony takes the walnut cookies off while I get the just chip cookies. Constance and Sally are like a couple little kids begging to get a cookie, finally I give in and give them both a little plate with two cookies, one of each kind. Neither likes walnuts which makes Tony happy, he takes both walnut cookies and puts them on another plate while he fills in his pan with cookie dough.

After we put the pans in the oven Constance and Sally beg for a second cookie. Tony is washing his hands so I let them go get one cookie each. Tony squeezes my butt making me jump then turn to him he wraps me in his arms and kisses me. I melt a little at his passionate kiss with tongue, he lets go of me. I stand there breathing a little harder and wanting to not stop then the timer goes off. After we put the pans back in I wash my hands, I am out of dough.




Emap Ch. 03



Tony washes his hands I move up behind him then put my hand down his pants. It is not long before he is erect and ready to go, my hand wrapped around his cock moving up and down. I sigh at the feel of his hot flesh in my hand, reveling in the feel of each little ridge and bump. I pull him back then drop to my knees in front of him while I am undoing his pants he groans something about the kids. I smile up at him then take just the end of him in my mouth, I moan at the taste before moving my head back and forth.

I am getting very excited at the hot flesh on my tongue, I keep moving on him trying to get more of that sweet juice in my mouth from him. Tony grabs my head and starts to pump a little I moan my pleasure as he helps me work him up to an orgasm. I am starting to get more flavor off him when the timer goes off. Tony is a little reluctant to stop until I squeeze his thigh, he groans then let's go. I fix his pants then stand up when I turn to get the pans out he pulls me back then kisses me with serious passion.

"Patience Tony, we have to set the alarm first." He smiles big then let's go of me.

After we get the cookies off the pans I stack the pans by the sink then wash the spatulas. When I turn around I find there is no Sally, just Constance sitting there with a smile.

"Where's Sally?"

"She has to work tomorrow so she went off to bed, I am lucky enough to have the day off with Madeleine so I'm gonna stay here and nap on your sofa. She said she would come up here to get me. Now go on and set your alarm, take your time I'm gonna watch some TV." Constance says before getting up and turning on the TV.

"Is it just me or does it seem like Madeleine is going to move in with Constance?" Tony asks wrapping me up in his arms.

"They might be thinking about it, go on and get ready to set the alarm. I gotta make sure I turned the oven down and shut off some lights." Tony heads off for our bedroom waving to Constance on the way.

I check the oven to see I did remember to turn it down then move around shutting off lights. I look around for anything out of place groaning when I find the empty bottle of coke Tony left. Constance giggles as I go throw it away when I come back and sit next to her she apologizes making me smile.

"Nothing bad, Tony commented that he thinks Madeleine is gonna move in with you. I'm just gonna ask if he's lost his marbles or not." Constance smiles at me.

"We've talked about it, going to let it go a little longer this way, not like either of us is spending more than we should. Tony I think was before you, he didn't really go out much. Say what time is that roast going to be lunch meat?"

"I'm gonna check it at ten, probably let it go a little longer so it's not dark pink in the middle. If you two can manage to get out of bed at noon your welcome to come up for lunch." Constance turns pink then ushers me off to bed.

I check the lock on the door then head down the hallway I walk in the bedroom backwards and shut the door before looking. I move to the bed seeing Tony lying there on his side quite ready for the fun. I put him on his back then trail kisses down him my hands roving over his trim body. Tony lies back then moans when I put my lips around him, I just tease at first, more kissing then sucking.

When he puts his hands in my hair I eagerly slide him into my mouth then let him control the movement. I moan around him as his cock slides in and out of my mouth, the feel of that hot flesh making me hotter. My hand wrapped around the base of him moving in a circular motion as he pumps into my mouth. It is really no time at all before he is groaning then flooding my mouth with his fluids. I move up to lie next to him, he reaches over grabs a glass then hands it to me.

After drinking half the glass Tony kisses me, his arms wrapped around me we just lie there and kiss for I don't know how long. I'm whimpering and moaning under him I want some attention down there so bad. Finally he pulls my hips up gets my dress up past my butt then pulls me into a sitting to get my dress off me. I moan when he kisses and sucks on first one nipple then the other, I fall back when he proceeds lower kissing his way down me. He teases me in return by not actually kissing my pussy, he kisses around it and partway down my thighs until I grab his head and guide him to me.

I can't help but moan as his tongue roams through my folds, he adds a finger then two. I thrash around on the bed as his fingers pump in and out of me, his mouth fastened to my clit. I reach my orgasm moaning his name legs bouncing on the bed as I try to get closer to his mouth and thrash in the throes of my orgasm. He stays down there licking up my juices, when he comes up I reach over and grab the hand towel. He wipes his face off then takes a drink before I pull him atop me for a kiss.

When I feel him pressing at me I reach down guide him to the right place then let him do the rest. I moan into the kiss as he slides into me, my insides parting for him quite eagerly. I wrap my legs around him and guide him into my depths, he starts moving making me move with him. I moan on an almost constant basis as my hot folds give him entrance then try and hold him deep inside of me. Tony is moving atop me eagerly driving me to another orgasm. When I moan his name my hot insides gripping at him he falters then groans driving deep inside me.

I yell when I feel his hot fluids shooting into me, I grab him tight and hold him to me. My hips providing the extra movement needed for him to finish in me when he starts to soften Tony gets off me. He pushes me to my side then gets up behind me I curl into a purring ball. Well as much of a purring ball as I can manage, I'm not flexible enough to do the cat ball.

"So what time should I set the alarm for?"

"I was thinking ten but set it for eleven, I can just pull it out then and have pink middle."

There is a knock at the door, Tony scrambles quick to get us covered then says they can come in. Constance opens the door and comes in grinning sheepishly she sits on the bed looking at us.

"Frank called on your phone Tony, he said Emap has a doctor's appointment at one, he's going to do an ultrasound make sure nothing happened."

"I don't feel minus anything but gods that will make me feel better." My purr gets louder.

"Hey we can have him check your equipment, tell us why you never got pregnant before perhaps." Tony says over me, I look back at him.

"Honestly I don't care, I'm just glad to have a child growing in me."



Emap Ch. 04



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I admit it, when I opened the door I expected to see bats or wild dogs charging out the door. Instead the inside is clean, the carpet is a little threadbare and the kitchen is poorly designed, but it is enough. Not like I need a lot of plugs, toaster and microwave are plenty for me. Tony groans behind me making me turn and collect the top box that is falling. Our little Melanie wobbling past making bat noises, I sigh regretting saying it looks bat infested. In my defense the outside does look terrible, along with most of the houses on the street, some are of course falling down so it is a step up.

"So do you think Detroit is bad enough?" Tony asks setting the box I'm not holding in the kitchen.

"Tony, if this place gets any worse it would be better to bomb it and let the plants reclaim the area."

"I do live here you know, it's actually on an upswing should have seen it a few years ago, everything was closing it seemed." Our mover Frank says hauling in our TV on a dolly.

"We do as well now, please tell me the schools here are good at least, our daughter may get old enough before we move on."

"Oh now you remember the report I got, we move to each city for six months while Jaguar gets the police on a big upswing then move on." Tony says giving me a hug.

"Be careful with your daughter you got sent to one of the absolute worst areas, there are wild dogs roaming here still. They are crafty fuckers, excuse my language, fences don't seem to deter them for long." Frank says on his way out the door.

I take Melanie on a tour of the house while Tony overseas the moving in of the living room. I suppose it is our dining room again, I do miss our apartment the only thing we had to worry about was pigeons roosting. The bathroom is not terribly nice, clean enough just a green not seen in nature except on plants that are dying. The bedrooms are large enough at least Melanie lays claim on the master bedroom until she see's the closet and runs out. Tony comes in carrying Melanie consoling her to look at the closet, he grins seeing the metal sliding doors.

"Well I guess we are keeping the master bedroom, come on Melanie the other bedroom has a regular door closet."

I follow them to the other bedroom that does indeed have a regular door closet. Melanie instantly laying claim to this bedroom, Frank comes in laughing with her toy box followed by the other two with her bed. Melanie quite happy now in her barely moved in room Tony and I go out to the living room. While he directs the movers I go outside darting out then around Frank with our big chair.

Looking around I see two guys, barely guys unless their smell is clouded heavily in a strange chemical watching. I realize we have a neighbor an older dark skinned woman is sitting on her porch watching with a dark skinned girl of maybe six. I take an empty doorway moment to tell Tony we have neighbors before walking over on the sidewalk.

"Well hello to you both, we were told there were no neighbors." I say getting close to them and holding out my hand.

"Well hello back." The girl says to me after looking at the older woman who nods.

"Neighbors or not greatly depends on when you were told, we only officially moved in two weeks ago. We were in the projects and the city offered us a house out here seeing as how Jaguar was coming and they wanted more people in the bad sections to call the police. This sprightly little girl here is my granddaughter Steffi, I am Anna." Anna says holding out her hand to me.

"Pleasure to meet you both, I am Emap, I'd offer to have you over but we are just moving in now. Say Sunday is coming up we have a barbeque every Sunday cheeseburgers and chili cheese dogs you are both welcome to come over." I say shaking her hand.

"Lord have mercy chili cheese dogs, I have not had one of those since I visited Coney Island in the sixties. We would be very happy to attend, is there anything you would like us to bring?"

"Just a couple hungry mouths is all." Tony says at my shoulder.

"Tony respect Anna's lawn there is a sidewalk for a reason." I say hitting him on the shoulder.

"Oh now don't you worry none about my lawn, it's not even a lawn just crab grass." Anna says with a laugh.

"We are getting a crew in a couple days, the city has promised to get us a regular lawn. I'm sure they will do your lawn as well and we would be happy to mow it for you." I say getting Tony to groan.

"I will be happy to mow it for you she tried mowing in Phoenix that didn't go over well."

"Tony they never said it was artistically grown grass, they just said I could mow it. Oh I should ask in case of allergies, I make ambrosia with honey in the whipped cream. Our last neighbors insisted on bringing Cole Slaw, it was strange tasting never did get the recipe for their version."

"Well in that case I shall insist on bringing potato salad, my grandmother made ambrosia like you do and it was heavenly, I don't have the hands to do that anymore but I can make a right tasty tater salad." Anna says smiling at me.

"Oh that sounds lovely, we just buy it I'm stuck on making ambrosia. It was what my mom had me doing when I was growing up. I wish we had better plugs, the wiring in our house looks old."

"Oh that's because all of these houses were built in the seventies when the car companies were expanding and getting more workers. They at least remembered how to make cars then. The guy who signed us up to move out here promised we would get electricians to come through and upgrade all of the houses we move into. I'm not holding my breath and making do until then. Oh that reminds me don't plug your microwave in unless everything else is off in the kitchen, we blew the fuse twice. At least the fridge and stove are on different fuses."

"Oh thank you for telling us that, Tony did they say when the electricians would be out?"

"No, they did not, we got a vague there will be electricians, I think we better call an independent and see what he says."

"If you could have him check ours as well, all we need is better lines for a microwave. We don't have much just a small TV and a radio. I also think you need to be careful, those kids over there are spotters for a gang that was a big TV and computer unless my eyes are deceiving me." Anna says leaning closer like they could hear us from way over there.

I listen in on the two, they are talking about a TV and making a call and telling someone our address. I look at Tony he sighs then nods so I turn back to Anna.

"Well it seems you are correct, they are calling in our address to someone. I'd like to formally proposition you for a job we need someone to watch over our Melanie at night, she's too old to ride in the car all night. Free access to our internet as soon as they come put it in along with cable and an Xbox, oh say twenty a night." Tony groans then pokes me.

"Ten a night we agreed seventy a week is plenty."

"Oh my heavens, no way, you're her." Anna gets out sputtering a little in her shock.

"Yes but please no sharing that little tidbit, if it's widely known who I am I'd never get a moments rest." I say as Frank comes over.

"Say we could use a little help on the locations, the walls aren't marked."

"I guess I'm your gal." I say as Tony pushes me that way.

I spend the next couple of hours getting our movers to put boxes and furniture where we want it. I send them to Tony for their tip while I start unpacking my kitchen Melanie comes out saying she is hungry so I pick her up and go in search of Tony. I find it is starting to get a little dark outside, Tony is sitting with Anna, Steffi has gone inside I can see someone moving around in the window.

"Tony we have a hungry daughter and I could eat." I say as we get closer.

"Anna was offering us ham and beans you're slipping a little not noticing it cooking."

"I smelled it it's rude to speak on food before dinner time." I say giving him Melanie then hitting him on the head.

"Daddy you promised pizza." Melanie says looking up at him with her pouty eyes.

"I did I know, Anna would you go halves on a pot luck, ham and beans with pizza? I believe we are going to have to do a little work tonight, two cars are parked over there, have been for five minutes." Tony says nodding at them.

"I would be delighted, have you found your plates or should I bring ours?"

"I unpacked my kitchen already, the cabinets are quite nice and I got everything away. Do wish I had bigger counters, the mixer blender and toaster are occupying almost the same place on top of the microwave."

"Oh I miss my mixer I had one until it died, it lasted almost twenty years. These new ones are so strange, they claim it works better yet you never get everything mixed in them. I borrowed one from our neighbor oh two years ago now." Anna says getting up and heading for the front door.

"Oh Anna before you go get your half of dinner, what do you like on your pizza?" Tony asks pulling out his cell phone and entering a search for pizza.

"Oh heavens it's been a while, Steffi has never had pizza even. I was always partial to the basic pepperoni and sausage peppers would be nice as well if you're going fancy." We all laugh when Melanie cheers.

Tony takes Melanie back to our house as I go in and help Anna get the ham and beans. Steffi helps Anna walk over while I carry the pot, there are three cars now all with four guys in them. I listen in on them as we walk along they are saying wait for the dude to leave. I hold my laughter until we get inside Anna and Steffi give me an odd look as I start to laugh.

"Let me guess wait for the dude to leave." Tony says with a grin.

"Yep, let's make them wait this time. When is the pizza getting here?"

"They said twenty five minutes tops. Are you sure you don't want to report them for loitering?" Tony asks as he gets the plates and silverware.

"Yes they are armed, we should put the curtains up so they don't know what we are doing if they move closer."

Once Anna is in a chair Tony comes over to help me put up the heavy curtains, Kevlar inside they will stop anything short of a heavy caliber machine gun. After we get that up I go into our bedroom find my robe and radio then get out of my clothes. I check the battery as I walk back toward the living room to find it is full enough.

"Anna I'm curious, how do you get to the store?" I ask as I sit down at the table.

"I take the bus after school or on weekends so Steffi can help. There is a really nice store about ten miles away."

"Oh that sounds lovely, and so close would you be averse to showing us tomorrow in the afternoon? We need to stock up for the barbeque and basically stock our fridge. Oh speaking of shopping, when is the cable man coming to give us internet and TV?"

"The installation team is coming tomorrow to give us internet, TV, and phone, they said in the morning ten to two I think." Tony says after Anna motions him to answer first.

"Steffi gets home at three thirty so if you wait until then we can spend a few hours going through the store. She likes riding in those little electric cars with me."

"Grandma I need to do the research at the library tomorrow remember they gave me that report to do." Steffi says before jumping when there is a knock at the door.

"Don't worry Steffi we should have internet tomorrow you can research right here. I got it it's just the pizza." I say with a smile smelling the pizza.

I open the door to a very nervous young man he's trembling a little holding the boxes.

"Ma'am I don't mean to scare you but it seems there is a gang activity going to go down on this street soon."

"Oh yes we know all about it, Jaguar is going to put an end to it in a little while, she's watching them right now, probably come and get a slice of pizza in a minute or two. Don't worry go on back to your store." I tell him with a smile.

He leaves quick just walks fast to his car gets in and drives away almost burning rubber. I wave to the guys waiting four cars now and go back inside giggling as I hear them talking about how I waved to them. Melanie cheers as I sit down with the pizza, I take a couple slices of the pepperoni and sausage pizza before passing it over to Anna, I drop one slice onto Melanie's plate keeping the second for myself get a slice of the pepperoni lover and then a bit of the ham and beans.

"Oh Anna this is excellent ham and beans, we need to do pot luck dinners with you more often." I say taking a little of that first, Anna smiles at me.

"Thank you, lots of practice with it sadly, just us two means we don't get much money, I barely get any support from the state for her so we are stuck on what I get for my retirement. Her father my son is in prison for another two years, hopefully he will get a job and not go back to peddling drugs when he gets out."

"The quick buck is very tempting, especially here if it was as bad as I've heard." Tony says then looks at me. "So are they still there or did the wave run them off?"

"Still there, now Tony you did not get us any coke, it's just not the same with no coke." I say poking at him.

"Let me guess you are tired of waiting." Tony says with a sigh as he gets up.

"Well that to but I do actually want a coke with my dinner, find the closest place and whatever works, can's preferably but not to much for them." I say getting up and following him to the front door.

"Well try to not get the radio destroyed again, they like shotguns." Tony says as he walks to the car and gets in, I just wave after him and go back inside.

After checking to be sure the door is locked I go back to the table and take a bite of pizza. Anna is looking at me a little scared, I give her a smile then turn around to undo my radio. Seeing no point to putting it off I lose my robe and go feral before I turn back and hand her the radio.

"Anna if they start shooting get everyone on the floor and use the radio to report Jaguar gang activity and our address. Yours is fine if you don't remember ours in the heat of the moment. I'm hoping they run away and I'll be back in a minute or two, otherwise I have to beat them all unconscious and report it along with doing a run of the city." I say to her before heading for the back door.

Once I have shut the back door, a little squeaky I'll have to remember that I perk up and listen, the cars have not moved yet though they are running. I take this opportunity to leave my scent on the fence all the way around then jump up on the roof. I hunker down and look at the cars, they are sitting there running, four guys in each one trying to steel themselves up to going to the house. Hearing the rumble of the giant car they gave Tony I get in motion, appearing in the driver side window of the first car they jump.

"So guys I understand you are wanting to do a little robbery."

"Holy fuck its Jaguar shoot it man." The driver says looking at me with my fangs showing.

"If you are going to do that you should lower the window first, I understand with these new cars you have to replace the entire door to replace a window." I say still leaning against the door.

One of the guys in the second car gets out and shoots at me, his aim is really bad he puts two into the car I'm leaning against right off. I go over quick and kick him down then punch him he just lays there after, two more of the guys in the car get out and start shooting. These two have slightly better aim, one manages to shoot the ground ten feet past me to my right. I leap over the car kicking one in the chest then grabbing the second and shoving his face into the hood of the car.

Things get a little worse then, the four guys in the first car get out, and four guys in the third car get out. Three of them have shotguns, they all fire on me where I'm standing next to the second car I just leap back across the car and go after the two on this side from the first car. I drop the first with a kick bouncing his head off the car, the second actually turns and runs. I run and collect his gun then direct him to run for the car Tony behind it running a commentary over the radio. When I turn back I only have two more guys to deal with the other four are laid low with shotgun blasts.

I lay the first out with a couple punches, the second drops his gun and holds his hands up. I direct him to Tony before walking toward the fourth car hearing ambulance and police cars coming, still a minute or so away. I motion to the driver to lower his window, he does so I lean against the car and look inside. The four guys are young and very scared the two in the back seat are trembling.

"Guys you should go on and go home, tonight's activities have been canceled. If you're not actually in the gang yet, stop trying, trust me it's better to not join."

"We can just go?" The one in the passenger side asks.

"Of course, sitting here isn't illegal you understand, I came over because the plan was to rob from the nice people moving in and I wanted to convince everyone to give it up and go home. They fired on me so are facing charges, you four were smart and stayed in the car." I say then back away from the window, the smell coming from the back seat brings me back. "You may want to lower your windows in the back at least one is going to lose his lunch."

I direct them to drive back the way they had come when the ambulances and police cars come from the other direction. In all there are three dead, the driver of the second car was shot still in the car and two of the four that fired on me from cars one and three. I make a report to one of the patrolmen on what exactly happened then run off on the street. I go perhaps a mile then turn around and go home through the backyards and alleys. When the patrolmen come inside to speak with us, I am sitting in my robe wearing my radio and enjoying pizza.

"Evening ladies, did you see what happened outside?"

"Oh no sir, we were to busy being on the floor scared." Anna says with a smile.

"If you can spare a few minutes we have a very lovely ham and beans and pizza dinner, there is enough to share with you." I say pointing to our food.

"I would love to it smells wonderful, but I need to return to the station and do the paperwork on all this. I was heading back in to go home when the call came out, my wife made meatloaf today. I think you will have a very quiet evening now, good night ladies." 

We all say good night as he leaves, Tony comes in a minute or so later with the coke. I give him a look when he puts a one liter in front of me and puts a couple two liters on the table. Tony just goes and gets some glasses and ice then gives a glass to Anna and Steffi, a sippy cup to Melanie and one for himself.

"So why do I get a one liter and everyone else shares the two liters?"

"Because you just had to go have fun, I know you get hungry after that and buying you a one liter seemed the best choice." Tony says before sticking his tongue out at me, Melanie does the same with a giggle.

"Are you going to work tonight?" Anna asks getting a second slice of pizza.

"Not really no I'm going to go and get a layout of the area later, leave some markers where I can see them. Makes life easier on me if I do that, I can follow the markers around. Hopefully find a nice walk up all night place so I can get snacks, running around fast makes me want a candy bar every hour or so, fights I gotta eat a hamburger or burrito. Phoenix was good for burritos though I honestly miss Los Angeles for those. Washington D.C. was bad, I raided the fast food places most of the time."

"Oh I remember hearing about that on the radio they said you loved Long John Silver's in Washington." Anna says with a smile and a laugh.

"I know I heard the radio and the jokes on cat's loving fish, truth be told that was the cleanest store in the area I spent most of my time at there. They were of course also the only twenty four hours besides the gas stations. I wanted to spend more time there, those politicians all got very nervous when I was near them."




Emap Ch. 04



"It would take you two years to understand what they are doing, and three more to figure out what is illegal and what is just wrong." Tony says with a groan as he picks up Melanie's cup from the floor.

"It would not, I am an archeologist you know, well was I suppose is the proper term." 

"What's an archeologist?" Steffi asks looking confused.

"Oh my, she speaks I was starting to think I got your tongue." I say making Anna and Steffi laugh. "An archeologist is someone that investigates lost civilizations for clues to how they lived and what they did. Indiana Jones, for a very exciting and not terribly accurate portrayal, same idea at least."

"Well there's an idea, we can watch Indiana Jones after dinner I bought her the DVD set." Tony says making me groan.

"I have to find that box still and you need to hook up our TV. Not to mention finding an electrician I need more plugs. Oh wait we need more plugs Anna needs help on her house as well. Oh that reminds me, call a roofer tomorrow as well, our roof looks a little bad and I think Anna's does also."

"Reminds me the guy who helped us move in said they have a roofing team going around fixing the roofs. Apparently all of the houses being moved into are abandoned these are the best of them so we will see the promised teams last." Anna says sitting back and sipping on her coke.

"Huh and we had asked for the worst of the housing." 

"We got the worst of it, according to the report I got we are smack dab in the middle of three gangs. John I think got the worst house in terms of repair, his section is one house in ten occupied. At least officially, there are probably drug houses over there." Tony gets up to get the TV hooked up.

I get up to search for the Xbox and the DVD collection I drop those in front of him as I move around opening up boxes and putting things in good spots. I have the living room fairly well finished when everyone is sitting down to the start of Indiana Jones and the Lost Ark.

"I think the computer is going to have to stay in the corner by the table." I mutter as I sit down next to Tony.

"It's in a good spot there unless you want to move the sofa over and put it in front of the window." He says as he pulls me closer.

No more talking as we watch the movie, besides being not terribly close to archeology it is a wonderful movie and I rather like Harrison Ford.

"Is it really like that?" Steffi asks smiling big.

"I can't say for sure I never went to Africa and of course this was before the First World War. From my experience no, I specialized in the natives of the America's, I lead an expedition into Arizona to look at the Anasazi and was part of a smaller expedition into Mexico before that. No traps, at least none that worked his methods were a little rushed and haphazard. Basically until I went looking for Jaguar's last temple all I did was dig up fragments of pottery and tools and theorized. It's not exciting but if you like figuring out the history of stuff you find it is the absolute best job to have."

"That doesn't sound so good for me, what do you do Tony?" Steffi says with a small frown then brightens as she asks Tony.

"I was a detective for the police in Los Angeles, really not that different from what she did. I went to places and have to piece together what happened by whom and why if at all possible. It was just a lot more recent than her work and generally nasty looking. Before that I was a patrolman, that was actually more fun most of the time, it's simply talking to people, getting to know the neighborhood your assigned and solving disputes. Even in Los Angeles the shootings were not daily so a lot of the days were really nice."

"Oh that sounds nice, is it hard to become a police officer?"

"In certain respects, there are some tests you have to go through to get accepted for training, and the training is actually a little strenuous. If you can make it through the training and survive the first year, they like to stick the first years in tough environments. Most don't die of course many find it is to hard on them to do the job, no degree's required, you do need to make it through high school I think. Police is a little like the military, you have to be able to take orders and follow them not being able to graduate high school doesn't speak well for listening to authority."

"See Steffi I told you school is important. It may be boring at times but you gotta go every day otherwise you don't get the job you want." Anna says hugging Steffi.

"I know grandma daddy says it to me when we visit."

"He sounds like he has figured it out, is he coming up for parole at any time?" I ask getting a small groan from Tony.

"Well yes actually in two weeks, he's promised he will find a job and help us eat better. Along with doing the things I find hard, taking Steffi to the bus stop and shopping. I'm old my legs don't work as well as they used to, he seems confident he will get paroled." Anna says with a smile, Steffi smiles big in excitement of being with daddy again.

"Well that sounds great, I'll see if I can find a place hiring on my exploring, no promises I'm not even sure if there are walk ups here. Does he have any skills and I suppose knowing his name would be good?"

"Darryl Brown and yes he actually is a fairly good cook. He's good with numbers as well though I suppose that doesn't mean as much with a record."

"No that might help, most of the walk ups the owner is the cook and they are not always good with numbers." Tony says finally taking an interest.

"You two are welcome to stay, we have a bunch of DVD's I'm a movie lover I missed all of them and I like to see what I've missed. I am going to go explore, right after the bathroom of a horrid color. It works at least." I say getting up Melanie gets up wanting to go again first.

After helping Melanie go I take my robe off and sit on the toilet, I turn my radio on to check if there are any problems. I catch a conversation in the middle between John and Alf, his name is actually Alfred he just has a big nose and rather wild hair so everybody calls him Alf.

"So John let me get this straight, you think the house behind yours is a drug lab because it smells weird?" I can hear Alf's wife laughing in the background.

"Yes, it's not a meth lab but it has to be some sort there are canisters of chemicals in the backyard."

"What sort of chemicals?" I ask getting a suspicion he isn't far off.

"Well the only one I know for sure on is formaldehyde, distinct odor to that stuff and the canisters I did see have it in big letters."

"Well that is the favorite chemical to hide drugs in right now I can't smell drugs through it. John I think what you have is a distribution center behind your house, call the local precinct and ask if that house is occupied I'll be over shortly." I say getting up, flushing, washing my hands then going feral.

When I come out of the bathroom I find they are watching Star Wars. I go give Tony a kiss, he reaches up and starts scratching my ears. I jump when my radio squawks then John comes on again.

"Jaguar I checked, that house is officially empty that whole street is I think they are going to send a couple patrols over. They will be here in about five minutes if you want to wait or are getting your ears scratched." Tony laughs I just move my head a little so he scratches in a better spot.

"Does that feel as good as I think it does?" Anna asks with a giggle.

"Better, there is nothing quite as good as getting your ears scratched as a cat. Course have to be careful my claws start coming out eventually, it's rather orgasmic." I say with a sigh as Tony stops.

"So come on out with it why is John checking if a house is empty?"

"Because there are chemicals in the back yard of the house behind his, I need a direction to go and more scratching please."

"Ask John for his address we haven't found that box yet, I guess it's in the bedroom."

"John what is your address? He forgot and is not scratching he's very mean to me."

Tony reaches up and scratches again I hear laughter over the radio. I don't care I'm being scratched and feeling wonderful. I start purring and don't realize John said his address Tony does at least he stops scratching right when I get to the point of popping claws, I groan and look at him he's pointing.

"Tony dear find the gloves I really need to be scratched more later." I have to sigh at the no more scratching then head for the back door.

Tony explains the gloves as I go out I was given them by Frank when I was about six months pregnant with Melanie. They are shark gloves, a fine mesh of metal and Kevlar supposed to be impenetrable by shark teeth. I don't know how well they work for that, but on me being scratched they let me lie on a lap and get scratched with no puncturing of legs.

I'm forced to use the streets, a great number of the houses on my way to John's house are abandoned or otherwise look to be in ill repair. I'm not terribly heavy even for a smaller big cat though with my weight going to two feet it is not distributed evenly like on a regular cat. I'd hate to put a hole through someone's roof so I'm using the street and getting seen here and there. A lovely smell draws my attention I detour in that direction and follow it down.

I have to stop, this is a lovely view, it is a walk up with tables scattered about all with a canopy. There are a few people sitting at the tables and a few more sitting at a counter on the side, there is also a drive through section unused at the moment. My radio squawks as I'm walking forward.

"Jaguar are you still being scratched, those patrols are going to be here in three minutes." 

"John you are impatient, I found heaven I think, flag down the patrols and hold them I gotta speak with the management."

There is some alarm as I walk closer, at least until someone says it's Jaguar. I wave to the people at the tables as I round the corner and find an empty section of the counter. A rather tall dark skinned man walks to where I am standing and looks down at me.

"Well either that is a very good disguise or I should feel honored." His voice is soft and gentle and very nice.

"I could cut myself if you'd like. I am doing a get to know Detroit run and well finding a place I can stop to get snacks is very high on the list. The food here smells delicious you are a walk up so I don't have to worry about going in and out through a door. So I am left with two questions, what do you make and would you mind billing the city?"

"No cutting of you is needed, quick rundown of our menu is hamburgers, hot dogs with and without chili, we do a very nice fish sandwich, there are an array of salads, fries and onion rings we have sundaes and shakes as well. We close at four AM though we usually have people here until almost five so we can leave you a care basket if you would like. Billing the city is fine we do enough business here to afford feeding you for free, the interstate runs through Detroit half a mile from here. If we had a bigger lot we would get truckers, we do anyway they all come in a couple cars and eat up before they drive their load of cars off."

"Oh this is just perfect, oh while I'm thinking on it. One of my brigade has neighbors a woman and her granddaughter, her son gets out on parole in two weeks, would you perhaps be looking to hire a parolee who is a good cook and good with numbers?"

"I don't see why not, I have a record myself, give me his name and I'll make a note."

"Darryl Brown. Oh and could you tell me the address here I need to let everyone know."

He relates the address that I repeat over the radio then I let him repeat the menu. I have to click it twice to get them to stop doing the cat's love fish joke.

"John could you give me directions to your house in relation to heaven please."

While John is giving me directions the man holds up a finger to me and walks away. I make him repeat it twice before finally asking for a direction, the smell of this place is just to good. I'm getting antsy to go on to John's house and just about ready to just go when he comes back carrying a basket with just a hamburger in it. I collect it from the basket when he holds it out to me and take a bite.

"Oh my god this is so good, I see why you do well interstate nearby or not." I say before taking another bite.

"Thank you, I wish I had a camera, Jaguar saying that would triple our sales I think."

"Mikael if you have a bag handy I'd like to finish this after I see to an empty house that isn't." I say to him after looking closer to read his nametag.

"Of course hang on, it's pronounced Michael, my parents wanted to use a different spelling, though I admit to liking the way you say it." Mikael says as he reaches under the counter and comes up with a paper bag.

"It's an interesting name it's originally Hebrew meaning 'who is like god'. I learned Russian from a wonderful man named Mikael long time ago which is why I say it like that." I say then take the bag from him. "Thank you I might come back later, though chances are better you will see me often starting tomorrow."

I wave to him at the street then turn and really put on the speed. The interstate is interesting it's raised but not very much except at certain major streets. I have to be a little careful crossing, it's a very wide interstate I guess for the semi's and still fairly heavy in traffic. I'm stuck on crossing the second side, a passing semi honks at me then I hear the guy inside speaking over the radio. I have to giggle at the sudden empty road the semi's got across most of the interstate and slowed down, it's only open for a second or two but much longer than I needed, I go across waving to the semi's they all give me the air horn toot and are past.

After that it's pretty easy running except I'm lost, John gets over the radio saying the patrols are there. I sigh then do a search pattern, quick darts to the next cross street and looking both ways before moving on to the next. I find the right street after five darts at least it only took a couple seconds. I run right up and hand my bag to a patrolman who looks at it then me quizzically.

"I found heaven and a very nice Mikael gave me a sample, hang onto that I'll want to finish it after looking at this house."

"Yeah funny thing about heaven, it's called heavenly burgers." John says getting me and the patrolmen to laugh.

"I think we will have to put the lights up, a lot of the houses don't look good and I'm afraid to leap from house to house." The patrolmen look a little confused. "The lights are lasers specially designed for me to see at night in colors, my night vision isn't good for color but they managed to get it to where I can see a few. The brigade houses all get a green the police stations get a red. So over the radio what happens is I get told a quadrant and a direction from the light. The cars they get have a strobe laser they can turn on for me to track, these are purple to me. The guys all swear it's pink though I think they just don't want me to come do it all for them."

"It is pink I think you should tell central to put up the lights." John says with a wink to the patrolmen.

"Central this is Jaguar do you read?" I say over my radio.

"Switch channels, central hasn't gotten hooked up to us yet." Alf comes back over the radio.

I give John a dirty look as I reach down and switch my radio over, right in the middle of a report of domestic dispute. One of the patrolmen holds up his hand as another voice comes on acknowledging then points at me.

"Central this is Jaguar, fire your geeks and get better ones. I need to ask for the stations to put up their lights, footing is bad up high."

"Understood hold for five." Comes back with a lot of laughter in the background, after a little while central comes back. "Jaguar be advised your sky should be lit up and ready."

I turn and look there is a red beam visible, I climb up on the nearest patrol car to get a better angle over the houses. I see several beams shining bright, and one flickering, after a second it is still flickering so I drop down.

"Central the lights are up there is one problem one is flickering far side of the city from my present."

"We are checking it is showing flickering here as well, problem will be fixed ASAP."

"Alright while they fix that and I got nothing better to do let's go look at a house, put your lights on I'm going in the back yard. John you go first so if they shoot your tank takes the fire. Before anyone says it I know they like shotguns."

"Oh we all carry a spare radio for you, if we run out and not supplied with more you can take a patrolman's." John says with a grin.

"We were all issued a spare radio it's in the trunk, and we have your lights on the car. Central turns them on if you go silent for more than I think it was three minutes. Detroit has tons of problems our police not wanting to improve safety isn't one of them." One of the patrolmen says I check his name tag and have to laugh, his name is Tony.

"Well alright, let's go look at a house, turn your lights on, I'm going to look around in the back yard when your in place blare the sirens and let's see what we get."

I go around the house Maureen is standing at the fence holding it open for me with a smile. I give her a smile, she scratches my ears for a second with a grin then swats on my butt to get me in the backyard. I go quick to the fence and hop atop it, I pause for a second to let my night vision come in then leap to one of the few empty areas. A smell gets me to crouch, strong fear emanating from the house, and sweat from a woman who has not showered recently. Along with the smell of three men two wearing cologne with guns galore.

"Jaguar reporting all patrols with me kill lights, there is a hostage inside. They are heavily armed. If you have a door buster give me thirty and come in, if not give me a minute and I'll open the front door." I say as I turn the volume down low, I barely hear acknowledges from central and the patrols.

I move to the back door it's partly opened with a screen door covering it. I'd stop to wonder why a door and not a glass door, except old house and I have to get inside. The screen door is a little squeaky luckily I moved fast and it sounded more like it's adjusting in the wind, not that there is a wind. 

"Go check if a dog came in, if so get it out or shoot it. I am gonna stay here and enjoy some more of this bitch." A voice floats down the hallway I hear a door opening and a woman groaning.

As the footsteps get closer I look around there isn't anywhere to go except into the kitchen, so in I go. Thankful this house is built in the same design as mine I hunker down against the counter and wait. The two look over by the front door before coming this way. When they come around the corner I charge, the first takes a punch to the jaw and crumbles, the second I give a spin kick and he likewise crumbles to the floor. I move down the hallway to the first door, it's easy to find her he's on top of her and talking nasty.

Done with being quiet I open the door hard growling, the man looks over and turns white, his natural color is very dark. He gets up to get a gun I let him get one step before I am on him and shoving him through the wall. Through the wall is something of an accident, I hadn't realized how decayed this house is when he moved for the gun I charged fully intending on putting him against the wall hard and putting my mark across his chest. Instead, we go through the wall with her screaming he joins her after I claw him. 

Yelling coming from inside the house low gets me going back inside past her. The voices are coming from below me, slightly confused I check the other bedroom, nothing there but a closet. One of the patrolmen waves me into the living room pointing at a door directly behind the front door, I had assumed it was a closet it's actually the entrance to a basement. John joins us I wave them both back then open the door, I am riddled with automatic fire from what looks to be an M-16.




Emap Ch. 04



I fall to a knee then stand again laughing the man had emptied his clip and is trying to reload. I take the stairs in three steps and punch him square in the nose he falls against the wall behind him and falls forward his eyes rolling up into his head. There are two more they are both carrying dart guns like you see on the wildlife shows and in zoos when an animal gets a little upset. The first fires I avoid it and grab him up, the second shoots right into my side. I toss the one I'm holding away then turn on the second then stop puzzled, I didn't get a wave of sleepiness then nothing instead I got a wave of happiness then nothing.

"What was in that dart?" I ask pulling it free of me.

"It was loaded with enough cocaine to kill a man, shit we thought it would do more to you." He says looking around nervous as all hell.

"Oh good lord, you guys never learn anything. I get shot and healed up in half a second, grenades take a little longer to fully heal, what makes you think a silly drug is going to do anything?" I ask laughing.

"Hands up." John says at the foot of the stairs before walking closer. "It's actually addictive, so is caffeine though I suppose with your metabolism any addiction would go away in a minute or less. Oh turn up your radio central wants to ask a question."

"Jaguar this is central do you copy?" Comes over the radio when I turn it up.

"Go ahead central situation seems to be in hand."

"We have news stations clamoring for an interview with you, seems word got out about the gangbangers that shot at you and the house you're in." I have to groan at that, I hate interviews they keep asking the most basic of questions.

"I haven't even finished moving in let alone my get to know the city run. Well tell them fifteen minutes the faulty light station I'll say a few words, no questions, say it a few times." I say giving John a dirty look again.

"Hey it was not my idea, and I did not call them." He says holding up his hands.

I watch the patrolmen handcuff the two conscious men then look around the basement. There are ammo canisters everywhere on the floor a large assortment of the M-16 on the wall above washer and dryer hook ups. There is also a small drug lab to make crack, with a couple kilos of cocaine along with a milk crate full of small packages of what smells to be cocaine. There is on the table next to the drug lab a machine that John says is a sealer for the formaldehyde and turpentine canisters in the basement.

"The chief is here, wants to speak with you Jaguar." The second patrolman says from the top of the stairs.

I move up the stairs not really looking forward to this, to many of the chief's are simply blowhards who want to look good. At the top of the stairs I hear a familiar voice coming from outside. When I come out the hole I made I see a man in a trenchcoat and a scruffy hat I know this look, Frank adopted it for the winters in L.A. When the lights move to me he turns and is outlined in the lights, I still recognize him and charge him, he grunts when I bowl him over.

"Frank you old diehard I thought you were tired of being shot and retired in Los Angeles."

"I think you got heavier, and I did, the president decided I should follow you around since I keep you under control. Do not ask me where he got that idea." Frank says under me with a grin.

I look up when the press starts asking questions, I growl at them and point, they dutifully go that way. I pull Frank up keeping his hat to look at it, I have to giggle a little seeing the bite marks I put in it almost three years ago now.

"Hey my hat is not a chew toy." Frank says taking it from my hands.

"Spoilsport how is Wilma and does this mean I get to see Sally again?" I ask grinning when he nods.

"Derek and their kid as well, Sally is I think the one that spoke with the president about me following you around. Here I thought I was the one wrapped around her finger. Wilma is missing our house though it is at least still ours we got renters in it now. Been here a whole two days already, good find here and I know you are doing a press conference clear on the other side, these haven't left me alone. Go on and finish your run, we will all see you on Sunday."

"Frank before I go, tell Sally we have a babysitter, she lives next door to us, but she is still welcome to come over anytime. I miss her picking out new hairstyles for me, and if you try and do an arrest with me again I'll just claw you first." I say before waving to the reporters and running off.

The rest of my run is fairly boring really, at least it is until I get into a better area of town and hear some shouting. I detour that way to find a patrol officer trying to calm down two men and a woman. They quiet down immediately when I run up slow enough to be seen.

"No reason to be yelling so loud, there is an officer here. I came over because of the yelling, so I guess I may as well ask what happened." I say looking at a rather relieved patrol officer at the end.

"They are having an argument, still not entirely sure on what they keep insulting each other." He says getting all three of them to start saying it was the other's fault.

"Stop," I say waving my hands in the air. "OK, put that one in the car and call for two more patrol's all three can sit in the station until they figure out how to speak like adults."

The officer grins as he handcuffs the one I pointed at, all three protest when he moves the handcuffed man to his car and puts him in. He speaks into his radio, I turn mine down quick when I realize I'm on the regular channel still, he's not being terribly nice in his description of them.

"Listen I'm Jaguar, the federal government has decided I have seniority in any situation. What I say goes and trust me you three are sounding like you are either drunk or high. I think high I'm not smelling alcohol, now can you speak like adults?" I say after waving my hands again.

"We had mints before we drove." The remaining man says with a grin, the woman hits him.

I look at the patrolman, he nods so I turn up my radio and pull out the hand held.

"Central this is Jaguar, the call for patrols you just had, need to hurry up. They are drunk and at least one drove, I got a press conference to get to."

"Jaguar this is patrol eight eight one, I will be there in thirty."

Confused I look at the patrolman who grins then explains how the number system works. There are some three thousand plus cars, the patrol cars ending in zero don't say zero, they are just three numbers. This is confirmed when the first patrol arrives, his car is shown to be car eight eight one zero. The next patrol to arrive, some five seconds later is car nine eight seven five, when she gets out I'm a little shocked she is small, maybe five foot even.

"I know I'm short, I wear heighteners and I'm still short." She says as she walks past with a grin.

With the three in custody handcuffed and getting their rights read to them I take off. Finding I am on the wrong side of the interstate I debate for a brief moment with going back and under the overpass or trying to cross again. Eying the traffic still on the road I elect to go for the overpass. When I reach the overpass I find something odd, there is a man car surfing on top of a red Neon. I get in behind the Neon and call in the license number and direction of travel, almost immediately I get a patrol responding a half mile behind me.

While the patrol moves up I get in front of the Neon and direct the driver to pull over and slow down. He does so jerkily, I have to catch the car surfer who looks up at me and tries to caress my face. I growl at him baring my fangs, he quiets down until I get the Neon finally into a parking lot the patrol right behind. I put the surfer down while the patrol walks over the surfer actually grabs my breast calling it beautiful. I growl at him again, spin him around and put his face in the hood then let the officer take over arresting him and the other one.

Wishing I was home getting some hot sex, usually the run is over long before now I move on. Rather liking Detroit's road plan it's mostly squares with straight roads I get about halfway to the news conference location when I realize I didn't finish my hamburger and I'm hungry.

"Central this is Jaguar, I feel silly but I had a hamburger I was going to finish after that house and I left it with the officer. Could you possibly get him to bring it to me at the press conference?"

"No worries dear I stopped and got you a new one with fries, waiting for you at the press conference." Frank comes over the line.

"Oh thank you Frank, I guess you do like me, I am married you know." I say with a giggle.

"I'm married to you know, for longer. I'm just being nice to the law breakers I know how cranky you get when you're hungry."

I reach the station and actually walk up behind Frank when he finishes speaking, I turned my radio down to not alert him. I tap him on the shoulder then duck his out flung arm as he turns and take his hat again. I bite into the brim of the hat then give it back as we move toward the waiting reporters. I put my hands up as they start asking questions baring my teeth before they quiet down.

"I believe no questions was the order of the day. I bit his hat because we are friends and I think he needs a new hat, so I'm going to keep biting it until he gets one. Now yes I do not normally get into arresting people on my first day in a new city, Detroit is a special circumstance two of the families in my brigade were threatened and suspected wrongdoing in order of the arrests made. I am very happy to be here, Phoenix was entirely to warm for my tastes. I am looking forward to snow and I hear you have a football team here I might even attend a game or two." I say before turning to Frank.

Frank guides me into the station to a female officer who leads me through to an interview room on the taping side. I clap my hands when I find a dress and hat waiting for me, the officer smiles before closing the door behind her. I lose my fur and get dressed, I find shoes on the floor, yet no panties taking small comfort in the dress is longer than I normally wear I don the shoes. The officer is still standing outside when I exit she looks me up and down and sighs.

"I get bigger when I go feral, I guess Frank forgot." I say to her looking around.

"I'm the only female officer in this station tonight, he didn't have much choice. I'm jealous because I gave birth a year before you did and you are thin." She says guiding me through the station again.

"Yeah, but at least your not getting darted with enough cocaine to kill a man. The interstate is a little annoying I guess I have to spend an extra half second going to the overpasses."

"I am very glad to say I am not getting darted like that. The interstate is the divide of Detroit us cops stay on our side of it, though I actually live on the other side. Say where is your radio?"

I groan then move quick back through the station the officer following along behind laughing. I get my radio then have no idea where to put it, finally the officer takes it from me and slings it over her shoulder. We meet up with Frank on the second trip through the station, he takes my arm and leads me with the officer to the motor pool where we find a very nice big silver Cadillac. After Frank bundles my hair up under the hat he ushers me into the front seat where I find a bag from heaven filled with two hamburgers and two sets of fries. I open the window to ask for a coke, instead of asking he puts a can in my hand, there is a machine over by the door we came through into here.

"So are you trying to make me fat again?" I ask as he gets in, he looks at me and rolls his eyes.

"You were not fat, nine months pregnant and everything but your belly was thin. I admit to being jealous of the old chief, he's an assistant chief and quite happy now. I stayed at captain for a reason you know, ah well I get to enjoy your chili cheese dogs again. The second burger and fries is for Sally, she's not saying but I'm pretty sure she went off birth control again. If I didn't enjoy having grandkids I'd make one of them get fixed." Frank tells me as we roll out and drive through the city.

"Not everyone is happy with just one you know. Besides look at it this way, you are grandpa, you show up give them presents and candy and go home. Course you also won't live long enough to see great, great grandkids like I will." I say finishing my fries and reaching for the hamburger.

"I don't know, with the advances in medicine they have been doing I could live to be your age." Frank says as we pull up to my new house.

"I'm just hoping they can get Tony to live long enough to see me turn into a guy, or close at any rate." I sigh as I get out I'm getting a little depressed at this conversation.

"Cheer up we got a surprise for you." Frank says with a grin as he takes my arm.

"What besides I have a basement that I thought was a closet?" I ask as we reach my door.

Frank just opens the door with a smile I go in wanting to yell at Tony for not locking the door. Instead I get hugs from a very happy Wilma and Sally then lose my bag, Sally takes it away and sits on the sofa. I go to usher her to the table when I realize she is watching The Two Towers, I always loved this one of the three best so plop down with her and rescue my hamburger. Tony hands over two plates then sits on the floor under me I scoot forward a little and hang my feet almost into his lap. I almost jump when Derek hands me a can of coke.

"I was checking on the rugrats, all three out we might get lucky and have them all sleep the night."

"Steffi went to sleep in Melanie's room they are sharing an air bed." Anna says from next to me.

"I guess that means you get to put up with us all night." I say getting some laughs, Tony pinches my foot. "I found my snack shop, or heaven as I have taken to calling it, I also might have found Darryl a job at the same place. With a rather apt name on the place already, oh and Tony did you know we have a basement, I thought it was a closet."

"Yes I went down and checked, we have a washer and dryer, the walls are not finished it looks a little drab. I'll get a crew in for that as well tomorrow, I checked on my phone and have a few places to call we will do the smart thing and get a few guys to come in and look it over and give us appraisals."

"Sounds good one question when are you sleeping?"

"I'm sleeping in the afternoon and before I start calling, Derek or Sally will come and drive you and Anna to the store."

"I'm going to sleep with the kids on their air bed, I'm not to old to remember being young and in love and needing a bed." Anna says with a wink.

"I'll come over and do your lunch meats and chili's, Anna is to old to stay up all night." Sally says with a smile.

"Wilma go ahead and take Frank into the bathroom already." I say looking back at them making out listening to them is getting me excited.

Wilma turns pink, Frank just grins and takes her arm once the bathroom door is shut they are getting to it rather quickly.

"No Sally, our basement is not make out central, though Tony maybe we should get a bathroom down there so we have two."

"I was rather thinking we could move the computer down there after it's finished, gives us a little more room up here. I agree though a second bathroom would be good. Did you know we have an electric stove up here with a gas water heater and furnace downstairs?"

"I'm happy with the electric stove it's very similar to the wood stove I grew up using." I say not really wishing to go through that one again.

"I was promised they would get a new furnace put in before it starts to get cold, the ones in the house are not very good." Anna says with a smile.

"You missed it actually Emap here almost blew up the house with a gas stove in Washington. It was an older stove and not always reliable, they weren't as good to us there." Sally says with a giggle.

"Come on dear let's look at the basement before you give Sally a shock treatment again." Tony says grabbing my arm and winking at me.

I kick off my shoes and do just that, a mild one I only rub my feet on the carpet a little and touch her. Sally swats my butt as we go past rubbing her shoulder. The basement really isn't much different then the one I was in earlier, minus the drugs and guns. There is a water heater and furnace in the far corner along with new washer and dryer on the back wall.

"We could move the TV down here, buy another sofa." I say moving toward the washer and dryer.

Tony doesn't say anything, just moves up behind me, his hands on my breasts has me looking back at him, he kisses me. He guides me over to the washer and pushes me down over it. I reach back and pull my dress up for him Tony moves me around then shoves his hard cock up me. I moan at his welcome intrusion of me, I've been looking forward to this since we got here.

His lovely cock moves in and out of me at a glorious pace sending me to an orgasm rather quickly. I know he just wants to do me hard and fast so I start moving back at him. I moan when Tony grabs my breasts again pulling me back at him and just furiously fucking me. I reach a second orgasm right about when he groans and pulls me closer and fills me up. I just purr as his hot fluids enter me at first in hot spurts then little dribbles.

Tony pulls out of me when the lights go off with a click, I smell gunpowder and poorly washed men. I pull my dress off and go feral, putting a finger to his lips before going up the stairs. Derek is standing up to go turn the lights on Frank and Wilma are at the end of the hallway looking a little confused.

"Derek stay inside, people with guns turned the lights off, watch the front door I'll go get the lights and come around the front." I say to him walking past for the back door.

Not feeling like playing around at this I shove the door open and go out fast, they get two shots off with their pistols before I hit the first in the chest with my palm. He flies backwards to bounce off the fence and fall clutching at his chest. The second I put his head into the wall of the house then turn the master switch back on before he has finished falling.

The surprised voices from the front get me to leap atop the roof and go over it. I fall in the middle of a good sized cluster laying into them with feet and claws. The whole thing is over in a half second with men unconscious or holding themselves in an attempt to stop bleeding. Tony, Derek, and Frank come out all carrying a pistol look around then sigh.

"You really gotta work on your restraint I think most of these are going to the emergency room." Frank says pulling out his cell phone.

"Be glad they are alive at all, I was about to enjoy some post sex cuddling and I had to come over here fast." I say with a growl to the ones still conscious.

Tony motions me over to him then takes me inside to the bathroom. While I am washing my hands in the kitchen I get my ears scratched. Feeling much happier with clean hands and being scratched I ask for the gloves.

"Can't do that yet, gotta file a report on this and the media wants to speak with you." Frank says coming around the corner with a dress of mine.

"The family of the house dear, once we get rid of them scratching or cuddling galore I swear." Tony says pulling back and looking at me expectantly.

"This is just a ploy to get me nude in front of Frank, I know how you are you pervert." I say pointing a finger at Frank before grabbing up the dress and losing my fur.

I am stopped from going and checking on the kids and Anna as it turns out by Wilma. She assures me the kids are fine, Anna as well so I let Tony and Frank guide me outside. It is a small media circus outside, only three vans and four cameras, Frank says his bit Tony says the same thing holding his chest where Jaguar knocked him back inside. I admit to spending most of the time in our daughters room, once the media has packed up Frank explains the situation to the detective who nods and leaves.




Emap Ch. 04



I go back inside and search for the gloves, I find them eventually, after I have unpacked the bedroom. I make the bed before leaving, and set up the alarm clock, I get in Tony's lap in fur and gloves. He gives me a hug before moving a hand up to my head and scratching. Sally scoots over on the bed and helps him scratch, I am in seventh heaven from all the scratching. I am purring so loud that everyone gets closer to the TV that is not scratching me. I don't even know what movie was on, I spent the entire length of it with my eyes closed purring and moving my head to get the right spots scratched.

When I lose my fur, it stopped feeling good to be scratched, and open my eyes I see Derek taking the disk out of the Xbox. Wilma covers me with my robe before poking Frank on our chair. Frank gets up and stretches then looks around.

"I think it's time we went home and sleep, you two coming?"

"Nope we're gonna stay here, Frank is asleep and the sofa is comfy enough, we can kidnap Emap and her bed after Tony gets up to call around." Sally says from Derek's lap.

"Nope not happening, Derek is staying up to speak with the people I get to show up." Tony says looking over at Derek and Sally.

"Oh heavens Tony would you stop, Sally and I are not going to do lesbian sex." I poke at him to make the point better.

Frank and Wilma laugh then make their exit, once they are gone Tony starts talking about how Sally has such a great body, Derek doing the same about my body.

"Do you two want to wife swap or something?" I ask in exasperation.

"Well no, you might get pregnant."

"I suppose I should have mentioned this little bit already, I was hoping it wasn't true, I can't get pregnant again. When I went away for a couple days before we went to Washington, I was getting the last of Jaguar in me. She went back to female and was looking old when I left. I am faster, a little stronger and I heal just a little bit faster. So do you want to wife swap now?"

"Uh no, I'm quite happy with Sally." Derek says looking at Sally.

Tony grabs hold of me and stands up, I just hold him closer I think I know what we are doing now. I am not disappointed we go straight for the bedroom, I get put on my back on the bed then Tony climbs atop me. The first thing that happens is a kiss, a nice slow lip pressing against lip kiss that evolves into tongue play leaving me breathless and a lot ready for more. I moan when he kisses me on the cheek then the neck, instead of going farther he just pulls my legs out of the way.

I just keep moaning as he slides into me, slowly and inexorably expanding me to accept him. Every little ridge of his cock exciting me even more than I was, until he is fully inside of me. Tony doesn't move at first, I moan and whimper under him until he starts to move slowly sliding his cock in and out of me. I wrap my legs around him and try to get him to move faster, he resists until I reach an orgasm after a long slow journey.

When this orgasm fades into a glorious memory Tony really starts to move. I am moaning under him as his cock shoves deep inside of me only to withdraw quickly then go right back in. I am holding to him in a rather desperate attempt to stay under him and get even more of him shoved in me. An orgasm crashes over me making me moan his name a second following fast before this one has even started to fade has me yelling his name.

Tony with a groan shoves deep holds me tight and unleashes a river of his fluids into me. He stays atop me for a while still moving a little giving me tremor orgasms as he finishes emptying himself into me. I kiss him as he empties loving the feel of his fluids in me just as much as I did the very first time when he made me pregnant. Tony gets off me, scoots me over on the bed and gets behind me so I'm curled up facing the window the blinds showing darkness. Sleep comes to me fairly easily, nice part of being a cat woman, can fall asleep whenever you want.



Emap Ch. 05



I groan when Steffi yells in her excitement, here I am curled up in the front seat of the giant car Tony gets to drive trying to get a little sleep in lieu of eating before I do sleep. Not that I blame her, her dad did get parole, with a little help from Frank, we are on the way to pick him up at seven in the morning, I am usually eating before I go to bed for some hot sex then sleep at this time. Instead I'm curled up on the seat trying to not yell at Steffi and get some sleep. Not to say Tony is helping much, he's got his hand on my breast and is squeezing it in a very nice manner.

"So why couldn't I just run and pick him up again?" I ask sitting up, I gave up on sleeping Steffi is too excited and we are almost there.

"Because he doesn't know you and it would look weird for you to be out during the day." Tony says with a sigh, I keep asking him that.

"Not that weird I've been known to be out during the day." I say as I pull his hand back to my breast.

"Hey cut that out there are children and old ladies aboard." Anna remarks, swatting me on my butt.

"Hey no getting fresh with me I'm a married woman." I poke her with a laugh.

"We are there, are we getting the pudgy white guy?" Tony asks as he turns the car around to pull up in front of the prison, a pudgy white guy and a dark skinned man standing in front.

Anna rolls down the window and yells for Darryl to get his butt over here. Not that he has to go far, a whole ten feet, both men walk this way I look at Tony.

"I guess we are getting the pudgy white guy, your keeping him not me." 

"Hi ma, hi Steffi calm down I'll be right there. Ma I know I'm imposing a little but John here seems to not have a ride. We're wondering if maybe he can get a lift to the city bus station." Darryl's voice is odd, a little gravelly with honey mixed in, Anna looks at me.

"Anna and Darryl in the back seat so Steffi calms down?" I ask looking at Tony.

"John what were you in for?" Tony asks leaning forward to see out the window past me.

"Accidental homicide honestly, I got in a bar fight and my opponent tripped into a drunk driver." His voice sounds familiar to me.

Anna gets in the back seat with Darryl and both kids, John sits next to me.

"John what was the fight about?"

"Fool drunk was saying the Lion's were going to the super bowl that year. I swore it was the Steelers' and I ended up being right to, course I suppose we were both fools in the end, he died and I spent three years in prison."

"What did you used to do before that?" Tony asks glancing over at him, traffic is a little heavy this morning.

"I was a truck driver, had my own truck and would haul all sorts of things all over the country. Hopefully still have my truck at my mom's place why I was here she got sick."

"Wait, you're a Steelers fan from Detroit?" I ask just a little lost.

"Well no I'm from Pittsburgh, my dad was an engineer he was working for one of the steel factories then got a better offer from Ford so we moved when I was ten." John says pointing out a bus stop. "Thank you for the lift."

John gets out Anna hops up front again, the car is huge but not that huge.

"So Darryl where do you want to stop for breakfast?" I ask turning around to look at him holding a beaming Steffi.

"Anything but pancakes or oatmeal. Honestly I could really go for a hamburger."

"Oh my, Tony can I keep him?" I ask turning around to look at Tony he gives me a dirty look.

"No he's claimed by a daughter, let me think, I believe heaven opens at eight. Would you like to see your new job?"

"Yeah that sounds good, I've never eaten there before." Darryl says with a yawn.

I watch him fall asleep with all sorts of jealousy, Steffi with him she didn't sleep very well last night. Tony pulls me down onto his lap I sigh and take a nap watching the steering wheel turn this way and that. I wake up twice, once when Tony has to slow down quickly for a fast changing light and when we get there.

"Is there a cat in your trunk? I could have sworn I heard purring on the way over." Darryl asks as we pile out.

"I tend to purr when I take a nap in the car, the engine vibrates nicely." I admit turning pink.

We sit at the counter to eat, a familiar voice comes to me I lean forward on the counter and yell for Chico. He looks confused until I speak to him in Spanish fast like he does, he brightens right up and we ask about each other's family. I ask why he's on days then laugh when he relates the reason. I tell him about Darryl and trade jokes with him until Tony tugs on my sleeve.

"Sorry dear this is Chico, I like talking to him because it helps me to remember my Spanish. He switched to days because his wife complained about him working all night when their kids are asleep. Darryl if you're up to it after breakfast he can show you around, his English is pretty good."

"Yes I learned eighth word today." Chico says with a grin, I call him a couple dirty words. "Ouch that hurts, so what do you want for breakfast?"

I groan then order the fish, after a moments thought I call for two fish sandwiches. Chico swells up pointing at me I tell him he wishes and call him a couple more dirty words. Tony is just staring at me so I lean over and translate in his ear he laughs, everyone gets a hamburger besides Anna she gets a salad.

"Where did you learn Spanish Emap?" Darryl asks while we wait for our food, Chico is doing busywork cleaning the counter.

"Chica here learned it the same place I learned, in Mexico, some archeology expedition wasn't it?" Chico says when I point at him.

"Yep, we went and helped explore and categorize Chichen Itza, my first expedition. During the trek we entertained ourselves learning languages, I learned Russian going to Arizona, spent the trek to the site making Mikael laugh trying to get it right."

"What did you go to Arizona for?" Darryl asks looking a little confused.

"Well when I went as an archeologist I searched for Anasazi ruins and artifacts, I ended up finding some of the best artifacts to date. At least I think still the best to date, I haven't really looked into it lately I've been busy with other things."

"Speaking of other things Europe has been asking for you to visit and help them with the slave trade. It seems any pretty young woman visiting or not there can be kidnapped and turned into a sex slave." Tony says looking a little worried.

"You know I swear I'm always the last to learn of things like that. You would think someone would think to mention it to me when it happens instead of how many weeks later are you bringing it up?" I say with a sigh then smile at Chico when our food arrives.

"I only heard about it last night from Frank." 

Tony and I look over when Darryl starts to shout then gets muffled. Anna has her hand over his mouth and is smiling at us.

"Anna I thought you were going to tell him last week."

"I was except he yells when he's surprised, the guards get a little nervous when visitors touch inmates and him yelling out that little item probably would be bad. I didn't want to tell him in the car, Steffi and you were asleep."

"Napping I haven't actually slept in quite a long while." I say with a sigh then pick up the first fish sandwich.

"Frank wants to talk to you about helping Europe with this on Sunday."

"Tony I don't feel like waiting two days to hear about the plan, tell him to come by this afternoon say dinner time." I poke him then pick up the second sandwich.

After breakfast Darryl goes through the shop a rather quick trip, while Anna and I watch over Melanie and Steffi. Tony wandered off on his cell phone to speak with Frank he comes back with an odd look on his face. He won't say anything until we are all back in the car and halfway home.

"Seems there was an Interpol agent in his office when I called both will stop by this afternoon, seems they want to see how the chemicals used will affect you."

"I thought we already covered everything by those doctors." I mutter not relishing that experience.

"Not everything, one of the more popular is a date rape drug, it's a horse tranquilizer. They want to give you some so you know what it's like and honestly I think they want to see if it works on you."

I groan then put my head back in Tony's lap, I even manage to nap a little. Everyone follows Melanie and I inside our house, I go to ask why except Tony just ushers me to bed. He tells me to sleep I sigh then nod curling up on the bed he is shutting the door when my eyes crack open a little. It had been a very long night eighteen firefights in this area alone, not to mention two more houses, one a meth lab and one a dealer house, that was a little on the hard side.

I only wake up a little when Tony joins me finally he just crawls into bed and holds me falling asleep quickly. I almost get up smelling the lovely pork Anna has cooking. I move to get up when she adds barbeque sauce it smells divine, Tony just holds me tighter. When the alarm goes off Tony grabs my hand then reaches to turn it off, now with the alarm off he looks at me hungrily. I pull him atop me with a smile spreading my legs wide to accommodate him.

His eager cock finds me equally eager and slides right on in. I moan as he starts to move, his cock doing wonderful things to my insides. I pull him to me and kiss him with passion our lips locking and tongues wrestling as his cock moves in me. Tony's hands move to my breasts and delight me with his attention there. I reach an orgasm under him, holding him tight my insides clenching along him he tries to move with me and does to some extent extending my orgasm.

Once my orgasm finishes Tony rolls us over, now atop him I start moving eager to get another orgasm out of him. He lies there watching my breasts bounce until he starts getting bigger in me. I speed up eager for his finish with mine I'm close, I moan when his hands again find my breasts. The feel of him inside of me with the feels of his hands masterfully playing with my breasts has me reaching an orgasm. The feel of me gripping at him sends him over the edge and he groans under me, I moan as his fluids shoot up into me.

I keep moving atop him until he gets smaller, then get off and lie half on him. Tony looks over at me then moves in to kiss me I kiss him back pressing myself into him. I reach down to stroke at him limp now but I know I can get it back up, Tony chuckles into my mouth as he starts to rise again. I'm ready for a second time and getting him there as well when there is a knock at our front door. I groan when Frank comes in asking if we are up yet.

There is a knock on our door I am getting a robe on, Tony is putting pants on. I look at Tony he's covered getting a shirt so I open the door Steffi is standing there looking a little nervous. I rub her head getting a squeak as she tries to fix her hair that never went anywhere. In the living room I find Frank and a woman, I look her over quick before he starts talking as I motion to the basement.

She is perhaps five foot four, with curly dirty blonde hair her suit is impeccably fit to her. It is a dark grey in color with a pink shirt the pants are form fitting then flare a little. In the basement we find Darryl on the computer looking at porn. When I sigh he looks over and turns darker.

"Not what you think, a friend of Steffi's mom works for that site as a performer as she put it. Wanted me to look except the prison filtered, in there the closest to porn most of us get are the romance novels. Mom put on Gone with the Wind and well I found it boring so came down."

"Wasn't what I sighed about, Frank has bad timing we were going to again when he showed up. Anyway so out with it what's this plan for me to do something about the slave trade?" I say then look at Frank and the woman, she pulls out a badge.

"I am Officer Maria Santalgo from Interpol I am to understand you are Jaguar. If you would pardon me I would like some proof." She says her voice is rather low with a lisp to it.

"Well dang, you know I hate doing that. Do you want to shoot me, or should I get a knife?" I ask with a groan.

Tony wraps his arms around me and leans in close, I admit it I love the feel of him holding me. I just start purring, I get louder when he puts a hand inside my robe to feel my breast. Maria stands there watching her eyes big until Frank shoos Tony away from me.

"I hope that was good enough, I don't feel like disrobing and getting furry. I could always punch you and then hit you another forty times before you land if you want." I say missing Tony and his touch.

"No I think that will suffice. If you would drink this, Frank swears you like coke it may not be cold we bought it from the vendor at his office." Maria says holding an opened can of coke out to me.

I wrinkle my nose at the smell coming from it Frank motions me to drink it. I down the whole thing then make a face it tasted terrible, Maria is looking at me wide eyed.

"I assume you smelled the drug and tasted it. It is actually almost tasteless and odorless to a normal person. I put enough to drop a man of Frank's size in that, you should feel funny in a second or two."

"Honestly I need a drink to wash that taste out, Darryl may I hijack your coke." I say going over and grabbing up the half drunk coke on the desk. "Please tell me they don't just use that on women and drag them off. Tony could you get the mouthwash, the really strong one I need to clear that stuff." Tony chuckles as he goes upstairs.

"Well there are a couple methods besides that, get a woman alone and drag her off, sometimes awake sometimes not depends greatly on if they have a van. The other method is find out where she is staying, wait for her to be alone and then go in and drag her or them off."

Tony comes down with the big bottle of Listerine I grab it from him quick my mouth still tasting like something nasty. I get a big mouthful swishing it around then swallowing, I take another this time the taste of the drug dissipates fully and I am left smiling.

"I think if someone tries that stuff on me I'll just beat them right there. At least I know of something that tastes worse than pool water now."

"It is basically tasteless in alcohol, and if say you drank a larger drink, like a Long Island Iced Tea it might work better for you. Do you have any alcohol in the house?" Maria asks looking a little worried.

"We got beer for the barbeque. Emap doesn't care for the taste of most drinks and can't get her drunk, the scientists tried. Forty gallons of whiskey, if I remember right." Tony says heading back upstairs.

"I went for about ten minutes after that, perverts had to collect what I put in the toilet." 

"They decided she is a bottomless pit for chemicals of all kinds. Liquids are another matter of course." Frank says putting a hand on my shoulder.

"Yes well while we wait for a beer, I must ask do you know how people act when they are high on drugs? This is important because they use drugs to keep the girls they get doing what they want. If you can't be gotten high and addicted you need to act like it, the higher ups if they are seen will look at the new captures after they are given drugs. We need to get a higher up otherwise we just put a large dent." Maria says then looks at the stairs when Tony comes back down.

"I see lots of drugged up people, not much call for me in the high income areas. You also forget one thing, I do not like people who take advantage of others, slave trade is something I do not like, never have. I only need one person and I'll hand you the rest of them, some to most will be in need of medical attention but I will give you as many as they will name." I say with a grin growling a little, Maria looks at Frank.

"She marks rapists with a claw mark they are scarred for life and generally avoided in prison." Frank leans against the desk as he is speaking. "Still better than some of the ones I've cleaned up after her, after she gave birth of course. Brutal and savage are a little under descriptive of Emap when she is upset."

"Hey that guy was a pedophile, I have a daughter."

"Drink this let's see if it is a little better, only one drop to see if you can keep a straight face." Maria says handing me a beer bottle.

I take a sniff of it I can still smell that drug much weaker than it was. I down the bottle not sure if she mixed the drug in or not, there is a very nasty aftertaste but I do manage to not make a face.

"There we go it was just concentrated in your coke, the normal dose for someone of your size would be two drops Frank would be four. It will take some time to get you accepted into Europe your brutal nature would go against most of the laws there. When you do come, make sure you drink large drinks, a draft beer perhaps. There are many kinds perhaps you can find one you like. I must be going now, my superiors must hear of this and try and get the courts to grant you authority there like here." Maria says heading up the stairs.

"That will take a while I think, the feds took what was it six months to figure out it's best to just let you do what you want and hope." Frank says still leaning against the desk.

"I still think their hope was that I don't start following them around and seeing what they are doing." I say with a sigh.

"Hey come on up dinner is done." Anna calls down the stairs.

We go up to a wonderful meal of shredded pork with barbeque sauce and sourdough buns to put it in with corn on the cob.

"I know not my place but I was wondering why you picked him." Darryl says over his first bun of pork.

"Honestly, at first it was because he is cute, catholic, and the first cop I met on my return to Los Angeles. Later, because he put Melanie in me and well I love him dearly. Not to say we never had arguments, especially when it came to breast feeding, I insisted on every time she got hungry when, he insisted I wait until he got someplace more private. Not to say me darting in the car at high speed on the highways was a terrific idea."

"Is that why there are no plates on your brigade cars?" Anna asks giggling.

"More or less, though the feds decided since the cars are so identifiable there doesn't need to be plates and since we move around it would make sense to not need plates. Part of the whole Jaguar takes precedence deal they came up with, even the FBI bow to her decisions." Tony says making me remember that kidnapping case in Arizona.

"Yeah but that case was a little on the weird side, the bereaved mom wasn't and the dad was a basket case." I say with a sigh.

"Well now we gotta hear about this that was a set up for a long story if ever I heard one." Anna says leaning forward.

I explain the whole case to them it's a semi long story I only came in at the end of. Flashback time and you thought I wouldn't, come on admit it you thought I wasn't going to.

***

Panting heavily, it's the middle of June in Arizona, not really Phoenix at this point a divorced dad apparently kidnapped his own daughter. The FBI is on the case, mom and the daughter had been living in Tennessee the FBI tracked the dad to Arizona and a small house about forty miles north of Phoenix, the official outskirts at least, the closest building from this little unincorporated town is sixty some miles. 

The FBI came to me when they couldn't find the dad in the house, really little more than a shack with some rooms. I check the shack first, nothing inside besides some furniture and two faint scents, one of a little girl and one of an adult. There is one other, a stack of old militia pamphlets and a newsletter from one talking about the end of the world this year on the latest version, dated two months ago. I pick it up and leaf through it mostly a lot of nonsense about the Mayans predicting the death of mankind, at the end there is one interesting bit.





Emap Ch. 05



"Anybody picking me up?" I ask into my radio, not really expecting an answer.

"Loud and clear Jaguar, did you find them?" One of the FBI agents, I don't even remember his name.

"No, but I have scents, say did he kidnap his daughter two months ago?"

"No it was a little over a month now. Why do you ask?"

"Militia mailing talking about the end of the world dated two months ago. If he gets the mailings he must keep picking them up, I'm headed for the mailbox to get the fresh scent and follow it, this mailing is postmarked two days two months ago."

I put the handheld back on my belt and turn the volume down then go out, no mailbox. None of the houses in the area have a mailbox even, looking around I notice a sign for a post office they must pick up their mail there. When I get closer I notice a row of boxes on the back wall, heavy duty boxes with a camera recessed into the roof. I scare the poop out of a man getting his mail when I walk over, literally judging by the smell. I sniff around then find the male scent from the house leading straight away from the post office mixed with the scent of a dirt bike.

"Well good news bad news time, I got a scent leading straight away from the post office it is fresh. Bad news, he looks to have holed up in the mountains leave the helicopter out of this he's gotta be nervous." I say into my handheld then put it back on my belt.

I break my leg twice on the run out to the mountain, there's only one on the trail left by the bike and scent. Cursing prairie dogs and whatever else lives in the ground I follow the scent around the base of the mountain a little ways before it moves up a path to an old mine. I stop outside to turn on the tracker device they gave me and leave it in the dirt, then report a mine and I'm going in.

My night vision comes in very handy for this, its night time and still hotter than I want and there are no lights in the mine. Comes in even handier when I notice there is a tripwire ahead, connected to a newer looking claymore explosive. Being glad Tony likes his war movies I step over the wire and continue on my way. This is a strange mine, there are not very many supports up and it is going up not down.

At the turn I get an oh no moment, I didn't see the trip wire here. The claymore is hidden around the bend which is what I had noticed first on the earlier trap. Luckily there is a click, means this is an older type, very thankful Tony likes war movies I reach down and grab the wire then go around the bend. I pull out the two detonators then unscrew the primer, not really sure what to do with it I break it then toss the two pieces. Farther up I see the night sky, with a soft groan I head up to find a trail going farther up the hill.

I pause to report the mine is a speedy trapped way up the mountain then call for the helicopter at the top. Glad to have that option, I really don't want to break my legs again in those animal holes I continue up. At the top I find the man and his daughter holed up in of all things, a hole in the ground. There is an alarm of sorts at the entrance I trigger simply because it's hot and I'm tired of this. The girl shrieks when she wakes up seeing me, I hammer the annoying and very loud alarm so it shuts up, the man is staring at me with a pistol in his hand, looks to be a Colt.

"Go ahead and shoot me, not like the weather can get any worse. Say do you happen to have some water the heat dries me up something fierce." I look around noticing a chemical toilet closed thankfully.

"Jaguar you are a Mayan is this a sign that the end is coming sooner that you are up here?" The man asks pointing to a row of bottled water.

"Well no, I am actually from Los Angeles, my predecessor was Mayan, or rather a small tribe outside of Mayan control. She never once made mention of the world ending because the Mayan calendar is ending this year." I say taking a long drink from the bottle with relief.

"Then why are you here?" The girl asks she looks to be no more than seven.

"In Arizona or up here? Up here because your mom I assume your mom anyway threw a fit because your dad kidnapped you and the FBI wanted to find you so they called me. I'm going to apologize for one of your mines, I didn't notice the wire and tripped it had to take out the blasting caps and the primer, primer is broken. Though I suppose you may be facing charges for setting them in the tunnel along with the kidnapping not that it looks to be a kidnapping to me."

"I don't think either works anyway, this alarm don't worry about it was only five bucks. That woman has a screw loose, she said I could take her for the summer, even swore they both would come up here before the end. Maybe it's because I'm not paying child support for the summer." He sighs putting the gun down I hear the helicopter coming still a good ways off.

"Oh great, all the way out here in the heat tracking you down and two broken legs for got permission to take her for the summer. Helicopter is coming, is your roof secured or should we secure it in the next couple of minutes?" I take a seat on of all things, the chemical toilet.

"It's secured, I put up a wood base covered in a tarp and then covered that in dirt, there is a pipe under my bed to drain extra water from the rains."

"I have to admit this is a very nice set up, smells something awful but you planned for everything except isn't the world supposed to flood? This might come up later but how do you two eat?" The man is beaming at me, the girl just looks hot I hand over the water bottle I opened.

"Yes it will flood, not up to here, Phoenix is on top of low mountains and we are even taller than that. Unless the land is flattened first the polar ice melting will only add about fifteen hundred feet of water, we are sitting at almost three thousand. As for food I have a stockpile of MRE's, they may not taste the best but it is food and we go to a truck stop sometimes for regular food." 

The helicopter is louder now I go out to wave it down the man and girl following along. I can't help but sigh at the breeze it kicks off cooling me down, the girl is smiling in the wind herself. The pilot waves us over, he can't seem to find a stable spot to properly land so we climb into the mostly motionless hovering slightly helicopter. Safely in and belted wearing one of the crew helmets, my ears are not in a proper spot for the regular earmuff type head pieces I think to ask how he affords all that.

"I worked in IT until two years ago when I learned about the world ending. I have stock in Microsoft and a few of the essential utilities so I make a pretty good amount from that along with a modest pension for early retirement. I'm curious, how did you not see the reflective paint I put up to mark the claymores?"

"I can see in the dark, low light vision as it was explained to me, I don't radiate any light so reflective would be invisible without some light. You should get a contractor up there and build a house, in the ground or above. With that tunnel most of the supplies can be hauled up. Water supply may not be available but you could at least put your chemical toilet in a separate room."

"I wanted to, but it would have cost fifteen thousand and a few years of work, not to mention I'd have to lay claim to the mountain as a gold mining claim means I'd have to actually look for gold. The state doesn't care if we go camping up there, but to put a house we have to lay claim, isn't that the weirdest. We were up there just trying it out, it's hot right now but otherwise works great, be interesting to see how it does in the rain we are getting in a month or was it two I forget now."

"Daddy is going to get a swamp cooler set up there in case we have to stay into next summer. Won't have moving parts but most days there is at least a slight breeze." The girl says with a smile as we are landing.

We land at a hospital the FBI agents that had contacted me waiting for us with the mother. We go in to get the girl and her dad checked out by a doctor, I ask if there is anywhere I can get dunked or otherwise covered in water. A bemused nurse takes me back outside and hoses me, feeling much better I shake until I'm just damp and go back inside. Finding the three is rather easy, the mom is yelling at the dad, just not for the reason the FBI and I got involved in this for, she wants the child support.

"How much was spent for everything in the search for dad and his daughter?" I ask as I come into the room.

"All told a little over a hundred thousand, the helicopter was expensive and we had agents in all states checking data and looking for them." The taller agent says with a sigh.

"They both show signs of heat strain, understandable considering where they were all month. Otherwise they show perfectly fine, a little undernourished but well within the normal limits. It seems she likes the sweeter MRE's, which is perfectly normal for a child of her age." The doctor tells me, a slight man just a little shorter than I am.

"I have to wonder about you woman, you told him he could have her for the summer and you knew it would mean no child support. Instead of being careful with your money and not overspending you get the FBI to spend one hundred thousand to find her and enlist me. I broke my leg twice going out to the mountain you knew about, they both told me you had promised to go out there with your daughter when the end comes. If you ask me custody should be looked at again, her father may not be the most rational but at least he manages to provide for her. His feelings on the world ending or not may not be housed entirely in logic but he at least planned out everything. You are questionable I really think you should face a fine to cover the cost of the investigation, though I don't think you could manage to pay it, instead I think the courts should look at custody." I poke at the woman a few times while I speak to her, the agents smile and agree.

***

"So I gotta ask, what happened to the mom?" Darryl asks when I finish talking about the case.

"She lost custody as far as we know the father is still in his little house in that unincorporated. She goes to school in a nearby town, not sure what he thinks on the world not ending, we took a vacation of sorts in Los Angeles after that." Tony says finishing up a second sandwich.

"Not that I ever take a vacation, I wonder if I could get away with a sick day." Everyone laughs at this comment. "We just moved here from Arizona because they begged, they were having problems with the so called immigrants again, except it was nothing more than a new drug lord trying to muscle in. I suppose I'm going to end up going to Mexico at some point."

"If you do we will move to Los Angeles again and you can just run we don't need the aggravation of keeping Melanie let alone the rest of the brigade kids safe." Tony says looking at me oddly.

"Probably won't get asked, their economy seems to be as tied into drug money as South America." Darryl says making me look at him. "Oh all right we got to watch the news and a few of the guys in my wing were crooked bankers."

Tony's phone rings, I look at him then outside to notice it is getting dark. I sigh then get up as he is answering it, in the bedroom I find the radio is not plugged in, the battery only has a couple hours left on it. With a sigh I pull out the battery and get the spare off the charger, Tony swore he would plug it in before we left this morning. The expression on his face when I get back to the table has me turning the radio on to nothing most of the brigade is still eating dinner I guess.

"Switch to the police channel." Tony tells me.

I switch to that to hear a lot of yelling and machine gun fire, unable to get a response I switch back to my channel and ask for a report from central.

"Jaguar this is central, the current situation is beyond anything we are set up to handle. There are military Hummers on the streets with machine guns downtown they are shooting at anything moving."

"Hang on central I will be there in seconds." I say getting a grim look.

"Remember we want to question them." Tony mutters as I head for the back door.

Glad we oiled the glass door I go into the backyard close the door behind me getting a wave from Melanie and take off. The run at first is a little difficult there is a lot of traffic from people just getting off or going to work. It gets easier when I reach the street going to the overpass, there is a center lane to make turns with. Finding the Hummers is actually easier than getting to the downtown, the first one rolls past me.

The gunner spots me and turns to face me opening fire before he has gotten all the way to me. I watch the bullets hammering into parked cars and the street for a moment bemused before I move, I had stopped in something of surprise, the Hummers sound like a muscle car, there are still a good number of them in Detroit. The gunner never got to actually fire at me he was screaming Jaguar and firing like mad he got perhaps two hundred rounds off before I pluck him from the mount and toss him to the side. I hear him collide with the rear window of a parked car as I drop inside the accelerating Hummer.

Driver doesn't even look back he's intent on driving, at least until I move up next to him and shove him out the door. Moving into the driver seat I find it is a manual transmission. Trying to remember how to do this I check the pedals, middle is brake, the left one make the engine get a little louder and helps to slow down. I realize that is the clutch and pull the gears into neutral there is no key so I just leave it running in neutral. I get out to check on the two I tossed out the driver has a twisted arm and is rolling around on the street. I punch him unconscious then find the first he's out cold and not doing well I can smell a little death on him.

I go back to the intersection and report their location to central. I am about to ask on locations of the other Hummers when one opens fire on me. This gunner has better aim, or perhaps it is because he was pointing at me already. The bullets slam into me making me jerk around before I recover enough balance to move. This time I don't hold back, I run right up the front of the Hummer tear the gunners chest open then fling him over the front of the moving vehicle.

The driver in a panic I guess jumps from the Hummer before I get inside. After the second bump I hold down the brakes and put it in neutral. I get out of the stopped Hummer and sniff the air, both of them are dead. I stop to listen all I can hear is the ambulance and police cars coming. I pull up the hand held and ask central for an update, no answer. I switch channels to find the cops are a little worried, central is off the air, I get directions on how to find central and take off.

The very large building looks fine from outside, the strong smell of death moving me inside quickly. I find a veritable orgy of death, police, secretaries and what I can only assume are detectives strewn everywhere with bullet holes. I follow the sprays of blood to the elevators where I pause to make a report.

"I need someone not doing anything right this second, to get hold of the ambulances and get them to central, lots of shot people here, not sure if they are all dead or not."

I get on the elevator and just pick the basement first to a veritable barrage of talking. I turn the radio down as the door opens to show me two more men shot down. Talking farther on along with grunts of exertion gets me to move on quick I find the right door and open it quick to some screams then a lot of relief. The women of central are tied up, not all of them, a few are shot dead instead. Moving quickly I get the ones alive untied and back to their stations, I move over to one that isn't fielding reports.

"What happened in here?"

"Armed men came bursting in we had heard some gunfire before we assumed someone was testing their newly issued submachine gun. They killed a few of us right off then ushered us to the corner and tied us up. They were speaking Spanish I think except one that sounded like a Mexican speaking English. Many more rushed past the door toward the evidence room, we were holding the drugs you found a couple days ago the DEA was being slow in picking it up."

I exit the radio room heading in the direction indicated wondering why someone would do all of this for some hundred pounds of drugs. The street worth is in the millions but a pittance compared to the funds available if they can manage to do this. Opening the door to the evidence holding room I discover it is a little larger than just one hundred pounds, there are three crates missing, according to the signs two are drugs, one is cash totaling some millions in cash due for pickup to be destroyed. The drugs as it turns out come to two hundred pounds of meth, cocaine and heroin.

There is another door out of here, broken open leading to the loading and unloading section of the motor pool. I stop to sniff there is a fresh scent of a number of men, and a semi. I smile as I go out of the motor pool to the surface, they did not leave until recently this will be a fast hunt. I report the semi and the drugs along with money aboard as I speed up, meaning to end this soon. It is easy enough to track them the smell is strong though I hear them before I see them they are firing at anything.

The rear Hummer gunner does not see me coming, he is firing off to the side at office buildings. The rear of the trailer is open with men inside they see me and open fire. The machine gun turns to fire on me I just speed up and punch him as I pass to the trailer. He never even got a shot of at me the men in the trailer did however. I am very tired of this I claw two as I leap aboard, one in the throat one in the belly. So intent is the second man on holding his insides in he does not think to stay on the trailer, the Hummer bounces once as the driver tries to not run him over.

Instead of shooting at me the two remaining men on the trailer club me with their guns. The first shoves the butt of his gun into my chest the second grabs his by the barrel and uses it like a baseball bat with my chin the baseball. I turn to look at the second man with a feral fang revealing grin then punch him as fast as I can in the jaw. His face indents severely around my hand before he flies backwards fast as I can is fast creating a lot of force. I kick the last remaining in the chest he bounces off the wall of the trailer then out to the fast passing street.

I drop out of the trailer and dart to the side of the Hummer before speeding up, I race past the Hummer the driver staring over at me as I reach down and slash the front tire. The Hummer careens to the right behind me before the driver compensates, the only problem being he overcompensates and crashes right into a parked car on the other side. I don't look back I hear the collision I am racing up the side of the semi slashing tires. As I am slashing the front tire on the left side the machine gun of the last Hummer opens fire on me.

I move up out of the fire arc of the machine gun to leap up when I realize the semi driver kept it from crashing to a stop. Not to say he did not hit some parked cars, the semi is just too big to stop from hitting a car or three. I move back behind the Hummer and hop up, not onto the vehicle but just to be seen, the gunner trails fire across the sky above me putting a lot of holes in the semi coming up behind. As the truck following sputters and starts making bad noises before the engine cuts out I jump up on the Hummer and pull the gunner out of his perch.

With the gunner dropped over the side I drop inside of the Hummer and move up next to the driver. He looks at me then looks ahead and swerves over to run right into a street light. I just let him do it giggling the entire time waiting for him to jump out, he never did. I bounce off the windshield and the dash, which is a rather painful experience, definitely not a good thing to have on your list of things to do. The driver bounces off the steering wheel except he didn't bounce he went into it and stayed there. The driver dying and unable to talk I get out of the Hummer and pull out my radio.




Emap Ch. 05



"Central the Hummers are all accounted for now, I might have left a survivor or two." I look around finding a street sign and reporting my location.

Not having anything better to do I go back to check, the semi driver is alive and familiar looking now as well as sounding familiar. At least he is when I get him to pull his head off the steering wheel and speak, he was crying.

"Sorry about the blubbering this is my baby, all I got left besides my mom. I was desperate the house is going up for auction to pay past taxes and they offered me enough to cover the past taxes. Then a lot of men with guns got me to hook up to the trailer and drive it around I had no choice."

"You were forced into doing this and you had a good reason for agreeing in the first place. Don't worry you will keep the house, though in the future I think it would be best if you found a regular job."

"I will I swear."

The conversation ceases there, a few patrol cars and one brigade car pull up. I hop down and explain the situation with the driver before walking over to a frantically waving Alf.

"Get in Frank has been shot he wore a vest at least. They used assault rifles however and is listed in critical."

I jump in the car and hang on as Alf drives fast around the corners I take the slow for me trip to inform central I want to know who orchestrated this. At the hospital we get shown to Frank by a doctor, not a nurse or resident, but a full on doctor. Wilma and Sally are already there they run over and hold to me as the doctor tells me it looks good. When I ask he sighs and tells me he doesn't know how good Frank's chances are, his age being the wild card.

I give the doctor a dirty look then walk closer to Frank it's hard to get a good smell of someone in a place full of death and sickness. I get a good sniff then smile at Wilma and Sally, he smells just like Frank. We decide to stay here until he wakes up the doctor gets a bed for us that Wilma and Sally share I curl up against Frank's leg.



Emap Ch. 06



I wake up when Frank puts his hand to my head, Wilma and Sally wake up when I give him a hug making him groan. The commotion we make gets a nurse to appear, she smiles then leaves again. Everyone looks over when I get out of Frank's bed Tony and a very nervous little man from DEA are standing there.

"We know who orchestrated this, he is a Mexican drug lord, a new one trying to make his mark and being very brutal about it. We haven't gotten Mexico to agree to let you in yet." The DEA agent says to me his hands trembling a little, I'm growling now.

"I don't care if Mexico will recognize me, this is personal. Mexico is welcome to clean up after, this man is however mine."

"Well that's part of the reason they are not sure if they want you. Mexico City has enough people being killed by this ghost guy you coming in and killing would make it worse."

"I will only kill those that get in my way and him."

I give Tony a kiss on my way out, not a little peck, I grab him pull him to me and press my lips to his our tongues wrestling for a second or two. Thoughts of taking him home first running through my head I make my way through the emergency room to the exit, a large number of reporters outside. I look up at the just rising sun then turn to look at the reporters all close to me staring their camera's on and pointing at me.

"It has come to my attention that the man who did this attack on Detroit's police is a new drug lord in Mexico I am going to Mexico now for a little hunting. This man is being brutal in his rise I will be more brutal in his fall. Air this in one hour, it is all the time I need."

Amid their questions on how I will reach this man and what his name is I leave. At first I restrict myself to make it easier to get out of the city, once I get to the open interstate I open up the speed. I am leaping over the still not finished fence in Arizona several seconds later in a dark sky. My first stop is Nogales for no better reason than a firefight between two groups armed with a myriad assortment of assault rifles, submachine guns, and pistols.

I lay into both sides leaping to each side between being shot up and clawing them open. I get half of each side on the ground passed out, holding themselves or dead before I start asking questions. At first no one is very forthcoming with answers, when I get it down to just a couple men they get very interested in telling me what I want to know. The first man tells me he is definitely living in Mexico City the second tells me he might actually be a high ranking member of the government.

After knocking both out I continue on through Hermosillo and Guaymas. I have to smile a little remembering the first time I had come to Mexico. We had taken a train from Los Angeles through Mexicali and eventually stopped at Guaymas where we took in a few of the sites before moving on the next day. My colleagues of course had been interested in the women available I ended up spending the night with our guide. He was a most wonderful man, luckily for me not sick with the illness that two of my fellow archeologists ended up receiving.

I let the memories of Miguel and his hands traveling all over me occupy my mind as I run on. The way he would speak to me in English and Spanish that I was still learning when I first took him to my bed. Mostly though, I remember his cock as it moved in me, the heights of passion I reached. The feel of him finishing in me was almost as good as Tony, I suppose in a way I loved Miguel. Not enough to take him up on his offer for marriage, but definitely enough to allow him in my bed and myself whenever he wanted.

When I reach Mazatlan I decide to follow the railroad to Durango to reach Mexico City from a different path that may or may not have been reported. This puts me squarely on the roads however the railway meanders a bit from Durango to Mexico City. There is a road at least, not in the best of conditions though nothing worse than cracks. With no traffic besides one truck having problems going in a straight line I get to the outskirts of Mexico City in seconds, well not quite Mexico City, like Los Angeles it has expanded to swallow up the surrounding towns into one big mass of buildings.

I pause to question the street walkers on this ghost person, getting no information at first. Getting into Mexico City itself I do start to get information, though nothing quite as good as I get from a woman after I save her. It started innocently enough I spot a tired woman walking along the street. Before I reach her a man is accosting her demanding money, I come in fist first. With the man laid out on the ground she tells me the rumors on this ghost. I have to grin when she tells me she thinks the man I just cold cocked works for him.

I hoist him to my shoulder then ask for the nearest large park, I will need to not be disturbed. The woman looks a little nervous as she eyes me and the man on my shoulder she still points and gives me directions. It is a fast run, there is still little in the way of traffic to avoid. The park is really quite nice, grass and trees galore, benches here and there on a path for runners. I find a more hidden spot inside the runner paths and drop the man on the ground.

Placing a hand over his mouth I extend my index finger claw out and run it over the back of his hand, not deep just enough to get blood and a muffled scream. Once he has nodded to my finger over my lip I withdraw my hand and ask him questions. He does work for ghost he does not know where he lives, I show him my hand with claws out then ask if he is sure. He nods emphatically so I ask him where his boss is, he is not sure on that then offers to call him and get him to come to where I want.

I let him up then watch as he pulls out a cell phone and places a call, he talks to a rather irate man for a little while. I giggle when he tells his boss he found a hot little woman just aching for a good group fucking. I take the phone from him and explain I wouldn't mind just him if he can provide a lot more men later. He sounds very eager when I describe myself along with an agreeing word from my hostage. He hangs up when I tell him to go to the park we are in I am in the bushes very horny for him and his cock.

We move to the bushes near the edge of the park on the side the boss had mentioned. My hostage looking rather nervous stands just on the road looking around when a car appears he waves it down. I have to admit it is a nicer car than you would expect from someone not that far up in a new drug lord's employ. The boss on the other hand, is not that nice, I watch in a little dismay, he is a large man oily looking with slicked back hair. Very glad I'm not getting under him I call to him then fade back in the bushes as he crashes through.

He screeches like a girl when I jump on him spilling him backwards onto the ground. The conversation is short at first, he tries to put on a brave face saying his men will be here any second and I will be full of holes. I open his arm with one hand holding him down with the other letting his screams fill the air. I ask him again if he knows where ghost lives. His brave face not so brave he denies knowing and refuses to help me find him. His screams fill the air again when I open his other arm, I ask where ghost is with my bloody hand hovering over his distended and trembling belly.

Bubbling and crying like a little girl that has lost her teddy he admits to not knowing he only knows of his boss. The address for his boss is on his cell phone, this I get after poking into the skin of his belly, said cell phone is in his car. I stand up to get his cell phone until he starts threatening my hostage with reprisals, thinking better of leaving this one alive I tear his throat open. He makes noises until I reach his car, my hostage looking very nervous.

I turn and look at him then tell him to go on and stay law abiding, he swears he will then runs away. Picking up the cell phone I find it is a brand new one with all the neat little options. I get the address then get directions on how to get there from where I am. I am impressed when I notice it half keeps up with me, I have to stop at the turns for half a second before it updates to my current. When I get near the house I move into hiding there are camera's and guards.

While I stay low and move closer I have time to ponder why there was no shouting or police cars going to the park. At the wall of the house I decide that the park must be used for killings during the night. Peeking over the wall I see two guards, both carrying submachine guns. One guard is on the grounds itself the other is on a terrace with moving camera's at the corners of the grounds. With a plan in mind I move around the outside of the compound jump up on the wall and hold the camera looking at the gate until it grinds and snaps.

The guard on the grounds comes over a few seconds later to take a look at the camera. He walks over his gun held up in both hands talking to someone on a radio sounding very nervous. I have to stifle a giggle when he refuses to climb up the pole the camera is mounted on. When he turns to head back to the front of the house I come over the wall and rip his throat open. It's hard to not do lots of damage with four big sharp claws.

I leave him there gurgling and trying to not die as I head to the edge of the wall. I pause a moment to wonder why the terrace above does not extend around the side of the house then realize the alley is straight, would be simple to shoot someone at long range from there. I move on to whether or not I should stay quiet when the matter is solved for me, the front door opens and stays open as a man walks toward me. I crouch low and wait for him to come around the corner glad the grounds are not expansive. 

When he comes round the corner clad in of all things a nightgown I charge him with a roar. Screw being quiet I'm taking down a drug lord after all, claws flying I run him over blood spraying all over. I am inside the house before he has hit the ground where I pause to giggle he was wearing a pink and white striped nightgown. I go through the ground floor, nice kitchen, a small bathroom, a very big living room and a bedroom for the security I suppose one regular bed and bunk beds. Upstairs proves more interesting, the last security guard is standing in front of a door.

He screams Jaguar and opens fire I let him empty his clip mostly into the wall around me before I punch him. I punch him very hard sending him flying into the wall at the end of the hallway. Trying the door I find it is locked and a very sturdy door, I move to a different door that is unlocked and go through. On the terrace I find the right door and giggle when it is unlocked. Inside I find a man alone with a very big pistol, he fires at me a few times making me smile and thank him.

After tossing his gun out the door behind me I toss him on his bed and flash him my bloody claws. He is very eager to help me after that though he does not know where ghost is either he has a boss who should know. I retrieve his cell phone from the night table next to his bed. When he is very eager to show me how to find the right name I just cut his throat. The phone rings while he is still making noise and twitching, I check it is showing as the chief of police.

Well not exactly the chief of police, they use a different title in Mexico, though it is the same position. Slightly confused I let it go to voice mail where he leaves a rather confusing message about if he doesn't call back in ten minutes he will alert the rest of the men. Not willing to think the chief of police would be ghost I check the previous calls record to find the man called the chief on a regular basis, two other numbers more often. I check the numbers, one is for an escort service the other is the boss he was telling me about.

Pulling up the directions to this new address I am slightly surprised to find this person lives a mile away. Wondering why they live so close together I move fast to this new house. It does not have as large grounds as the last, this one is like most of the houses a house with a walled in yard. I have to pause here as well there are guards in the yard and on the street. Pondering on how to do this only lasts a moment, I gave up being quiet.

The two on the street are easy, I run past with my claws high, they turn to look at my growling face as I zip past. This opens up their throats for a most savage claw attack that leaves both gurgling and dying. There are two more in the yard the first is easy he's standing under a tree. I only notice he is watering the tree when I drop down next to him and add some more blood to my hands. The second man notices me or hears the other gurgling because he opens fire.

His aim is rather atrocious he puts more bullets into the ground, the wall behind and the tree than into me. I tear his torso open in passing into the house, down the hallway runs a scared boy, barely old enough to have the start of facial hair. I let him pass with a growl before I head down the hallway checking each door. The first door is the master bedroom, empty. The second door is a bathroom this one is equally as bad looking as the one I have to live with just in a disgusting yellow tan. The last door I find him, it is a boys room, baseball glove and bat on the floor, several baseballs and a few trophies.

He is nude and looks to have just woken up a wedding ring on his finger has me groaning. He is telling me about how his wife and son are away while I drag him out into the backyard. I only ask him one question, he swears he doesn't know where ghost lives he has a boss who should. I leave him dying on the lawn as I go into the house again to find his ringing phone. His phone turns up in the master bedroom the chief of police is calling him. I let this one go to voice mail, sounding very agitated the chief is saying there seems to be an attack on his men.

After the message ends feeling very confused and a lot worried I check the previous calls list. This man mostly called the chief of police, with a groan I check the listings for the hospital Frank is in. After speaking to a rather harried nurse she transfers me to the right phone.

"Frank I have a problem I've taken down three men and some guards. So far they all claim to not know who this Fantasma is. Twice now the men's phones show a lot of calls to the chief of police here in Mexico City. He just called this last one saying there seems to be an attack on his men. Either I'm killing off under cover police or the chief is Fantasma."

"Honestly it would make sense the chief down there is a career cop he knows the city and the underworld as well as anyone can. Don't worry you are not killing off cops there would be only one in the group. Keep those cell phones and give them to the press when you are done. Speak with the chief first see what he says." Frank sounds a lot angrier than you would expect, I suppose because it looks to be a fellow cop.

I hang up then figure out where the chief is, clear on the other side of the city. Not relishing a run through the streets with the people leaving their homes soon I take off. Wishing there were more center lines I run along the middle of the street as much as I can seeing a few cars. Seems like every single car screeches to a stop the driver staring after me, I admit I looked the first couple times it happened. Wishing I could go faster in spite of these twisty roads I make my way through the city the sun is starting to come up when I reach the right house.

I have to stop in rather awe of this house it is huge with a grounds of almost extreme length and depth. When the gates open I do not expect to be shot yet they do, I was just standing out in front of the gates. The iron gates are not even open fully when bullets come spewing out of the grounds into me. Their aim is much better here I let them empty their clips almost entirely into me then stand up.

"La muerte esta aqui." I shout at them then roar.

There are four of them just staring at me, when they start reloading I charge. The first I flat out punch then claw him twice opening up his torso before he flies away. The second I claw his throat before turning on the third and laying him open. The fourth man drops his gun I take a little pity on him and just snap his neck. Two more guards open fire from a second floor terrace as the garage door opens. I go after the two guards coming out of the garage firing at me as a car leaves in a very big hurry.

With those two dead I chase after the car, not very hard to do that, the driver burned rubber to turn onto the street. A man pops up out of the roof of the car to fire on me hitting me some and the cars we are passing more. I speed up and get on top of the car with a roar cutting his throat then lifting him out of the car and dropping him behind the car. With the sunroof closing I slip through the opening to sit next to a man in a suit.

"Why are you doing this?" His voice sounds very familiar, laden with an accent that brings back memories.

"I am looking for Fantasma his men executed an assault on the Detroit police. Everything points to you being this Fantasma, so I am here to ask you a few questions." I say looking at him then choking back a gasp, he looks and sounds like Miguel, luckily the wonderment of his speaking to me in English makes it easier.

He doesn't say anything, just sighs and pulls out a gun. I let him shoot me twice before taking away his gun and tossing it out the door. Not really surprised the windows don't open, chief of police is not well liked in a regular city. In the semi lawlessness of Mexico City there must be almost daily attempts on the chief.

"Why are you a drug lord?"

"Because I have been policia in Mexico City for twenty five years, in this time I have seen the people get poorer and the drug lords get richer. There is barely any attempt on curtailing them I deserve a nice retirement fund."

I groan at this, greed and ego pure and simple, I punch him in the jaw knocking a few teeth loose then haul him out the door. Not really having a good place to go in mind I carry him to a hospital. I go in to the emergency room causing a rather large panic eventually I get the nurse sitting behind admissions desk to understand I want reporters. I take the chief out front to the small grassy area just outside the emergency room for our wait for reporters.

The reporters do not take long though they are beat by a number of doctors and nurses. These stand outside of the emergency room or come all the way over to the parking lot beyond the grass. The reporters come scurrying over with the cameramen following along behind only a second slower. I ask if they will send this out to all news, after a number of yes answers I tell them no questions.

"I will repeat myself in a few languages so no need to translate for the people of Mexico. I was in Detroit until an hour or two ago, it's hard to keep track after running such a long way. There was an attack on the police there that I foiled, many police and regular people died in this attack it was engineered by a man called ghost, this man here is ghost and I will make him explain his reasons before I finish exacting my revenge." I repeat this in Spanish, Portuguese, Russian, and then Mayan.

I turn on the chief and tear his jacket and shirt off spilling out his cell phone in the process. I tell the chief to explain to the reporters who he is besides the chief of police, snarling when he refuses. I cut open one arm, after he is finished screaming I tell him to do it again. He refuses so I cut open the other arm to the same results. Growing slightly impatient I run my claws down his chest to the ribs twice then ask him to explain his reasons for being ghost.

This time he does explain in between sobs getting very shocked exclamations from the reporters. I open up his belly asking why he had an attack on the police of Detroit. His answer is rather annoying, a reputation to uphold is not a good enough reason for the needless slaughter of so many. I cut and break his parts sending blood and screams flying until he is dead then turn to face the cameras again.




Emap Ch. 06



"To the rest of you drug lords and other undesirables of the world, let this be a lesson to you. I suffer your existence because I have not been asked to remove you I simply uphold the law of the city I am in. If there is again an attack on the police and citizens of the city I am in or you do a savage enough attack on another I will find you, and I will exact revenge. I was not thorough in my removal of this man's people there are many still in place. If these men are smart they will turn themselves into the police, I will do nothing more the other undesirables in this city will. The next time I will not simply find the one I will find all and remove them in the same way. Kill each other all you wish leave the people out of it." I repeat in Spanish turning the few not pale reporters pale, the already pale paler then finish repeating in the other languages.

I turn the chief's cell phone over to one of the cops there then tell him where to find the other two if they are still intact. I get a doctor to hold a hose for me to clean my hands off then hose me down before I take a long drink. Noticing my shaking hands I ask if I can get some food, he leads me through the hospital to the kitchen. They are making omelets, which I am surprised about until I remember it only takes three eggs plus whatever else goes into them. 

After four omelets that are surprisingly good with jalapeno and cheese I leave to head home. They are surprisingly good because it is hospital food, Frank and Tony complain about it. The return trip I am forced to take a little slower, Mexico roads are not as large and there is traffic. Once I am back across the river I speed up and run as fast as I can manage to avoid thinking about what I just did. It helps a little but only considering the fact that I am back in Detroit in a little over a minute after getting on the highway in Arizona.

There are reporters all over the place in the parking lot of the hospital. I scoot around them fast straight into the admissions area of the emergency room. A minor uproar goes on outside, apparently they had noticed me, the nurse just smiles as she gets up and leads me through the hospital. She puts me on the elevator alone for the fourth floor a nurse joins me from the second floor. He looks at me funny when I start to giggle I giggle even more when he rolls his eyes.

"Sorry it's just when I grew up a male nurse didn't exist I can't get past that thought."

"I get teased because I'm a nurse it's a rewarding job most of the time. Can't say I wouldn't mind more money for doing it though I think every nurse says that." His voice is very nice, a little deep and compassionate.

"I think everyone says that, including the CEO's of big companies. Say have I missed breakfast?"

"Yes it was half an hour ago."

"Could you call your kitchen and get me a big pile of whatever they can give me. I'm going up to see Frank, the chief of police and really need to eat more."

"Of course I will call as soon as I reach the station." 

The doors open on the fourth floor, he gets off with me. He goes past a nurse who has me follow her in the opposite direction. She leads me past several doors and a nurse station before we reach the right door. Inside I find Frank, Wilma, Sally, and Tony who is holding a bag.

"Ah there you are we were starting to get worried." Frank says with a smile.

"Tony please tell me you have clothes in the bag."

"Of course I have clothes in the bag, come on there is a bathroom right here." 

Tony takes my arm and walks me into the bathroom, when I turn around unfurred he drops the bag and comes to me. I let him prop me up on the sink as he drops his pants and slides right in me. I moan at his insertion, when he starts moving I have an orgasm all the thoughts on Miguel from earlier and a desire to be away from being Jaguar sending me over the edge. I hold on to Tony as he moves in me, my legs wrapped around him coaxing him into me faster and faster.

I kiss him through my second orgasm, my third is yelled out to the roof. I hold him when he groans and pumps into me a few more times filling me up with his fluids. Tony goes and sits on the toilet while I get dressed I have to smile when I find deodorant and makeup. Wishing I could do makeup the same way I do my hair I apply it to my face looking at Tony.

"Tony I gotta come clean, while I was in Mexico I remembered my first trip there and Miguel, he was our guide and fucked me every night from the fourth day on. The last man I killed reminded me of him strongly I well thought for the briefest of moments that giving him sex first would be nice."

"Dear that is alright." He comes over gives me a hug and a kiss. "I know I'm not your first man, I probably won't be your last man either. I'm not saying let's swing or anything, I have had a few of those thoughts on nice looking women I've seen. Thinking is fine, doing another though if you find yourself in need of doing just tell me about it later. I swear I won't be mad I just want to hear about it, remember you said no secrets."

I give him a kiss back really loving this man of mine when there is a knock on the door. We open it to find Wilma standing there she gives us a smile then rushes for the toilet. Tony and I step out quick shutting the door behind us to find a tray loaded with food waiting by Frank. I get on the bed next to him to eat getting disdainful sighs from Frank and Tony.

"Hey I had four omelets in a hospital in Mexico they were really good, jalapeno and cheese."

"Why were you in a hospital in Mexico?" Sally asks leaning over Frank to get a slice of toast.

"I killed the chief in front of a hospital it was the best I could do in places to go to get a call to the reporters made for me on short notice."

"Hey here's the report on you and what you did." Frank says grabbing my arm and turning the TV up.

"This is from Mexico, Jaguar did her hunting and the last man to be her prey died in front of reporters. This is still early reports but it is believed that in all seventeen men are dead in Mexico. Opinions may vary but for this reporter that is not enough, twenty eight men, women, and children are dead in Detroit as a result of the attack here. Now I must warn you the footage you are about to watch is unedited, it is very gruesome and children should not watch this." The reporter fades away to show me standing over the chief before I killed him.

Frank gives me a hug during my first speech. Sally looks away Frank and Tony turn a little pale while I am enticing him to explain why he is a criminal. When it comes to killing him Tony looks away Frank watches very pale, I just keep eating. Seeing all the blood flying made me hungrier. After my second speech the screen goes black for a moment then shows the reporter, rather pale now.

"I think it is best I back up a step and alter my opinion that is enough dead in Mexico. The images you just watched are very disturbing, yet needed to be seen I believe. Jaguar made an example of that man, in short form, do not attack people, fellow criminals are fine to kill, innocents are protected by one very fast cat lady who can't be stopped. We have reports on exactly how fast these are new and incredibly fast. Before it was thought she could run at hundreds of miles an hour. Now, Jaguar runs in hundreds of miles per second. If these are accurate, she could cross the country in about five minutes." When I start giggling, Frank mutes the TV and looks at me.

"Oh all right they are not accurate I am faster than that, with no traffic to speak of I ran from here to the Arizona Mexico border in a few seconds."

"Wait how can you do that? Fighter jets don't go that fast even the ones built for speed." 

"Frank you're getting old I am a lot smaller than some fighter jet, it is all a matter of wind resistance and power applied. Fighter jets displace more air so they need more power to reach their speeds than I do. I don't really have more strength than your normal woman, I just move really fast."

"Hey you do have more strength than a normal woman you toss guys out of Hummers. That was on the news earlier, anyway now that you are back Tony could you drive me home?" Sally says looking for more to eat, I hand her the last donut.

"Before we go, I gotta ask, did I do the right thing? I've been trying to not think about it and failing badly."

"You very did the right thing and you probably made the Detroit police departments job a lot easier for the next five months. Now go on get out of here and take the night off." Frank gives me a hug then shoves me off the bed.

Tony takes my arm and leads me toward the door, Wilma hands me my purse and the bag. I look back at the doorway to see Wilma climbing into bed with Frank, their lips locked. Sally turns my head forward before she shuts the door, as we pass the nurse station she pauses there saying they should not bother her dad for an hour or so. Giggling follows us onto the elevator from the nurses Sally looks a little uncomfortable with the whole thing.

I curl up in the middle of the front seat my head on Tony's lap as we drive away. I drift off right away only partially hearing the conversation above me until Sally pinches my butt. I groan and sit up to find we are parked at a restaurant I look at Tony then Sally.

"I give up why are we here?"

"Because I am hungry, Tony is hungry and you can always eat."

Not having anything to say to that I follow Tony out of the car. We get seated quickly it's after normal breakfast hours and before lunch. While we wait I get my coke refilled twice then get taken to the bathroom by Sally.

"Sally when are you going to let your parents know you got knocked up again?" I ask about half a second after the door shuts.

"God how do you know that? Not saying you're wrong I was going to tell you now anyway."

"Because you smell like two people, not in the just had sex way either."

"There are times when you are annoying, anyway hey guess what, I got knocked up again. I'm somewhat afraid of telling dad, he only ever wanted one and I guess I'm wondering if you know if he would be happy or not."

"He already suspects you know we had a discussion on this very subject. He loves having a grandchild, a second would only be better so long as you don't saddle him with babysitting a lot."

"I knew about the babysitting part already, he likes to swoop in and make a scratched knee feel better, everything else was mom." Sally starts giggling, she continues while I go and use a toilet. "I guess I was being silly, come on let's go eat," greets me when I exit the stall.

I get Tony to scoot over in the booth so I can eat with one hand. My other hand is resting on that special part of his lap. Sally giggles then makes me promise to wait until after we drop her off. We mostly do, my head ends up on top of the growth in Tony's pants. Once we have dropped Sally off I unfasten his pants and bury him into my mouth. My head bobs on his cock loving the feel of it in my mouth and the flavors he is giving off.

I rotate my tongue around his cock, my head bobbing briskly. Lips pressed tight around him as I suckle on him, he is flooding my mouth when we park. When I sit up he fastens his pants quick then leads me into the grocery store. Realizing it is Saturday I guide him through the store picking up all the things I need for chili along with the hot dogs and hamburger meat.

The cart loaded down with boxes of cokes and one beer along with the meats buns and assorted other things we will need we leave the store. After packing it in the trunk, shopping with this car is nice, the trunk is big enough to pack half the store we get in and drive away. On the way home we make plans for what we will do tonight besides making chili and getting the hamburger seasoned and made into patties.



Emap Ch. 07



Trying hard to not look disgusted I get off the plane, this airport is full of business travelers who have not actually showered recently. Wishing they had let me learn more French I make my way through the airport to my luggage. My one bag in hand I move on to the admittance to France, slightly nervous they had only handed me the new passport when I was boarding the plane.

As it turns out I am nervous for no reason, the lady standing behind the counter only glances at my passport. After asking why I am in France and if I had brought any fruits or vegetables she waves me on. A rather handsome young man helps me get a taxi slightly disappointed when he does not ask to share I tell the driver which hotel. On the drive I have him teach me more French, it is only a half hour drive so there isn't much I can learn. Glad for knowing that little bit more I leave him a tip before going into the very nice hotel.

I have to look around at everything as I move to the front desk the carpet is a lush dark blue. The walls are very ornate with golden wall sconces and very nice paintings. The man behind the front desk smiles at me as I get to him, after signing in I hand over my one bag to a bellhop, she is really quite short, perhaps four foot ten. She leads me to the elevator, on the way up I ask about good clubs in the area. She tells me about four, and a fifth to not visit, my interest peeked I file that one away to look up later.

Alone in my room I go through my luggage to make sure I got everything. Replacement location transmitter ring just in case, belt with a detachable tracker in case I find a need to hunt over long distances. Eight different outfits of varying levels of not much covered along with matching shoes and several boxes of a very strong mint. It had taken a while but finally we found a strong enough mint to kill the taste of that drug. I pick out suitable attire for tonight, I am going dancing.

I slip into the almost not there silver dress with no back and almost no front with a mini skirt almost to short to be called a skirt. I check the cell phone in my purse, it has enough of a charge and the club I want searched for. Since it is too early to go to a club I head downstairs to the hotel bar, it is almost deserted so I get to spend a little while learning French from the bartender and sampling beers. I do mean sampling he gives me shot glasses of each kind of beer they have.

Finally he starts mixing beer drinks for me, and we find a winner, the Juicy Guinness Premier. He is smiling big when I give him a kiss and a big tip. I have the doorman get me a taxi he gives me a strange look when I tell him where I want to go.

"Ach lass you dinnae wanna go there. It is known as a refuge of the underworld."

"I like danger, please take me there."

I settle back as he drives me to the club, I wonder for a brief moment why an obviously Irish man is driving a taxi in Paris. The club looks really quite nice on the outside. Inside is packed with men and women, the men mostly look around with disinterested expressions. Some are actually carrying a gun, most however are only taking on a false attitude. I settle at the bar next to a man carrying the drug, somehow managing to not gloat over my fast find I order my newly found beer drink I can stand.

"So twenty one last month belated happy birthday to you," the man next to me says, his voice is quite nice with the trace accent of a Russian.

"Oh thank you, my last year of college and I got burned out. I'm taking a year off seeing the world, figured why not start in beautiful Paris and learn the language." Interpol had told me go with something easy this being one of the easier ones for me I did go to college to be an archeologist.

"That is a great idea. So what are you going to be when you finish college?" He is smiling at me now fully turned to look at me.

"Archeologist, before you say like Indiana Jones he only has a passing resemblance."

"I was not going to say that, though I suppose you heard it a lot. Would you like to dance with me?"

I smile back at him then down most of my remaining drink fast, feigning a little tipsiness I move with him to the dance floor. He isn't a terribly good dancer, though I do my best to smile at him and move along with him like he is really good and turning me on. He does turn me on when he moves in close and puts his hands to my butt I can feel his cock pressing into me a little.

I let him seduce me for a while it is really nice to be complemented by a stranger. We dance to several songs twice in between he plies me with my beer drink along with a scotch and whisky chaser. After getting my third beer I take a sip then go to the bathroom making an effort to walk badly and get a little lost. When I come back he has put the drug in my beer, I take a few long sips then put a mint in my mouth.

"So you can kiss me without tasting all the beer I've drunk. I think I'm drunk enough to not remember this in the morning, care to help me risk pregnancy?" I ask slurring my words then downing my beer when he smiles at me.

Moving the mint around in my mouth to get rid of the drug taste there as he helps me walk out of the club and hail a taxi. It takes a while to get one I feign being really tired and hand over the hotel room card to him. I listen in as he tells the driver to take us to the right hotel I almost ask if he is part of the slave ring. So far he doesn't seem to be he's taking me back to my hotel, I close my eyes with a sigh.

It is really hard to play at being passed out, especially when the guy you are playing it to is a little on the clumsy side. He bangs my head into the door of the hotel on the way through, though it goes a lot better to the elevator. I get dropped on the bed then he goes to the phone, I am very glad he speaks in Russian over the phone. As it turns out he is part of a slave ring, he is calling for a pick up of me and asking if he can sample the unprotected wares.

I assume he got a yes since he walks over to me pulls my panties to the side and fingers me. I am tempted to go furry and start getting answers out of this one, though he has a certain zest in his fingering. I decide best to just lie here and get fucked so I can see where they will take me. His fingers have me ready quite easily his zest hides a real skill, I can't help but moan here and there as his fingers probe my depths. When he climbs on top of me I find it is rather nice to pretend like there is nothing I can do.

I moan again when he slides his cock into my eager depths, he's not overly long or thick, about average perhaps a little thinner. The letting him have his way however is making me quite eager. I reach orgasm moments after he starts moving on me, he is smiling down at me the whole time his cock plunges in and out of my supposedly helpless and at risk pussy. I reach another orgasm when he groans out his pleasure and floods me with his fluids.

He stays on top of me moving a little like he wants to get it hard and fuck me again. He is interrupted by a knock on the door, as he gets up and fixes his pants I file away the notion of doing something like this with Tony, perhaps handcuffs or well something. Two guys come into the room with the one that had just fucked me one is trailing a maid cart. They go through the room picking up everything that is not obviously hotel, even some of that goes onto the cart.

They pick me up and stuff me inside of the empty maid cart I go in where the toilet paper and towels would be. My suitcase and purse get stuffed in with me which is a stroke of luck really, I can signal that I've been picked up. Interpol had been very eager to be helpful and provide ways of letting me contact them. One of the better was simply turning my phone off and on, after they managed to mute that part of it. For some odd reason the phone they had given me would not mute off and on, finally they found an app that did that.

Wondering if Interpol will send the police now or later I ride in the cart down the service elevator with no music. Judging by the smells and sounds we get off in the kitchen, I have to pull out the cell phone for this, they are paying one of the kitchen staff. I send a message to Interpol as the cart is rolled through the kitchen then outside to a waiting van. The whole cart is loaded into the van then tied into place the drive is a little bumpy.

I spend the time in the van telling Interpol what we are passing bakeries and candy shops are really quite easy to pick out, along with two bars, three clothing shops and a salon. I have to stop when we enter a factory zone, to many places we could stop here. We do stop outside of a brewery the cart is unloaded from the van then rolled inside the brewery.

I hear voices speaking Russian they are having a conversation about me. It is decided I would make a great whore after being broken in, then they open up the cart and pull me out. I am contemplating staying still so they can fuck me on top of the boxes they put me until they rip the silver dress I am wearing off me. Mad now, I wanted to keep this one I kick the one working my shoes off breaking his nose and dropping him like a rock.

Hopping up on the flat boxes I rip the dress off the rest of the way and go feral. The one that had drugged me stammers out an exclamation of fucking Jaguar, I kick him a little harder than I need snapping his neck. Dropping down from the boxes I punch the last of the men that had driven me here then chase after the new man. Not sure why he had run in the first place I catch him in a moment then drag him back to the cart to get my ringing phone.

"Jaguar the police are on the way there now be about ten minutes they had to get their chief up."

"That should be enough time to get all of the information I need out of this one. Had a fatality I guess the drugs affect me a little more than I thought, or perhaps he was going to reveal something he shouldn't have." I say holding out a clawed hand over the last conscious man.

"I'll tell you everything just please don't do to me what you did in Mexico." His English is really quite good if laden with fear.

Interpol listens in as he details all of the places to find the slaves still in France. He names a few people in charge of other areas including his own boss here in France. The kicker though is when he names the guy in charge of everything I can hear the Interpol agents cheering. The French police arrive with some paramedics, after a little discussion the very helpful man is given a sedative then loaded into a body bag.

With the help of an onsite Interpol agent we come up with a good story of what happened here. A crack team of agents let one of their own get drugged and follow her to here and nab these people with two fatalities. When it occurs to me I listen on my phone, the agent on the other end is still there.

"Hey listen can I get a replacement of that silver dress, they ripped it off me before I got up. I really liked it and wanted to keep the darn thing for my husband to enjoy me in."

"Don't worry, that was a knock off anyway we got the designer dress here for you to take home. Jaguar this might be a little much for you, but could you go and arrest that man? He's in Russia we know where he lives we have been wanting to get him for years but can never connect him to anything major."

"Let me guess, big house and yard with a lot of security."

"Yes, we have been keeping an eye on him he has approximately one hundred security guards all military trained."

"You are forgetting something he is a normal person I can't nab him and run. I can't take out his guards because he probably has an escape, helicopters are especially bad, go high enough and I can't track. Though if he say leaves the house I can get him, what time is it there?"

"It's four in the morning in Moscow."

"I'm going to head over to Berlin, see if I can find a few items to buy in the sex shops then head to Moscow. If possible have an Interpol agent waiting for me in the first rest stop outside Moscow on the highway from Berlin. Let's say two hours so I can have time to ask some questions and pick up a nice meal."

I don't actually get to leave right away the police chief has some questions for me. I answer his few questions with the aid of the Interpol agent, the chief doesn't speak English and my French is barely even started. After some pondering on the matter I decide to put the belt on and clip the cell phone to it. Luggage in hand I slip out the back of the brewery on my way to Berlin. 

The run there is a little harder than I would like, there is traffic even at this late hour. I run along about a half mile away from the highway thankful there are not that many creatures living in holes here. My cell phone is rather helpful on finding sex shops in Berlin, there are a large number open all night. I find this out at the outskirts while I get dressed. Finding one actually near to me I jog to it, course my jog is faster than a world class sprinter. It doesn't take long to reach the shop it was only four miles, inside I am very happy to find a clerk that speaks English.

"Hi I'm hoping you can help me, I found I enjoy letting the man make all the decisions during sex. I am hoping you have an idea on ways to help with that besides just not moving."

"Oh yes we have large stock of what you want." She says with a big smile as she leads me to the wall covered in all sorts of things.

I have to giggle at a lot of the things here some are just weird some are downright demented. With her help I manage to pick out a lot of things including a collar, I have to laugh when she calls it a dog collar. She laughs when I ask if she has a cat collar then shows me more feminine collars, along with an assortment of chokers. One of the chokers I fall in love with, it is lace and silk, purple silk with white lace. I leave the store wearing that, the rest of my items stashed in the luggage.

Finding a place to eat takes longer, mostly because the closest is another fifteen miles and there is traffic and people walking starting a mile away from the sex shop. When I get there I am not disappointed at least, the sausages are wonderful. I get a lot of odd looks when I stow my purse and shoes in my bag. I am going to take the path of least traffic and really move I only have another fifteen minutes before I am supposed to be at that rest stop outside Moscow. Said path luckily is easy to find, there is an industrial district very near the place I stopped to eat.

I can't run yet, there is a trio of people at the fence of the first building, two men and a woman. The woman is bent over her hands resting on the fence while one man is behind her fucking away happily. As I get closer the second man comes over to me speaking in German takes my arm and leads me to where the woman is being fucked.

"I'm sorry I don't speak German."

"He wants you to bend over and let him have his fun." The woman says looking over at me with a smile.

The man is rather insistent not to mention this is another way of trying out the letting the guy make the decisions. I put my bag next to me and bend over undoing my top I'll have to take it off shortly anyway. With a triumphant crow he pulls my panties off and pulls my skirt a little higher. He puts his finger in me getting a moan from me and a laugh from him. I am already ready to be fucked though he moves his finger around in me a little while just to be sure.

He makes another triumphant crow when he shoves his cock in me I have to groan at this he's not thin. Luckily my body recovers very quickly from everything I am enjoying him when he starts to move. He puts his hands to my breasts pinching my nipples and pulling me back to meet him. I move where his hands direct me thoroughly enjoying his cock in me. I reach orgasm after orgasm with this thick cock shoving in and out of me.

While he is groaning out his orgasm and flooding my body with his fluids my phone starts to ring. I groan not really wanting to answer it at the moment then look at the caller name. It is a man's name not Interpol, confused now I hadn't known this number was listed anywhere I answer. He speaks to me in Russian, he is the agent I am to meet in Moscow he is running a little late and will be there in another five minutes.

I assure him it is no problem, sighing when my new friend pulls out of me. They talk amongst themselves for a moment then walk away waving to me I wave back then turn to collect my luggage to find a small pile of bills resting atop it. Confused I collect the money and put it in the pocket of my top before picking up the luggage and continuing on. Around the corner I find there is indeed no one there so I strip out of my clothes collect the belt put that on and clip the cell phone to it.

Deciding to throw caution to the wind I clutch the bag to my chest and full out run on the streets. Coming to the highway I need to take to reach Moscow I speed up, it is a fairly straight road with signs in German and Russian. I slow down at the border simply to wave to the border guards. They wave back and off I go again happy with the decision of the world courts.

There was less of a row about my Mexico adventure than you would expect, even Mexico was thankful. Africa put up a small row but only because I wasn't going there to bring peace to the region. I had to explain it to them, I uphold the laws I don't do politics and their warlords and constant uprisings are political. None of the stable governments of Africa ask me to come except Egypt and South Africa. I have to turn down South Africa explaining tribal customs are laws so I will not be able to assist them with their problems.

Egypt is another matter they are upset over archeologists disturbing their dead. I have to remind them I am an archeologist they get quiet everyone assumes the matter ends there until Egypt again asks if I will come. They explain they do not mind me exploring as long as I honor their dead and do it with their teams. I promise I will think on it, the decision comes down that while I am furry I need honor no borders. There is a small row when Switzerland of all countries asks if I will use the appointed crossing zones. I promise to use them unless discretion is needed ending the row and getting a unanimous yes vote.

I have to stop at two rest areas the first outside Moscow is barely outside Moscow something I had not counted on. I have to contend with a horrible smell for a few minutes, there is a factory next to this rest area. The agent I have been waiting for arrives in a very small car he is gracious about my giggling at it.

"If you please my English could use practice. We have a new development Interpol woke a judge up and got a writ for his arrest while you were in Germany. I will over see a group of Russian soldiers while we serve this writ. You will have the task of making sure he does not escape, he has a helicopter behind his house."

"I will need assistance of some sort to destroy a helicopter. First though I have a question, I came upon two men and a woman having sex, well one man and a woman with one man watching. The watcher had me bend over and let him do me, the question arises in after the sex they left me money."

"Here let us get in and drive I will answer your questions on the way."

We get into the car, the engine is really tinny sounding but we manage to get under speed relatively quickly. I have to look around after the factories and warehouses a relatively thin cluster of them we reach Moscow proper, the houses at first are new and nice looking then we reach the older section of apartment buildings all in drab brown. He spends the first part of our drive on the phone he hangs up finally when we reach red square. I am awestruck at the buildings here, they are all grand and beautiful it takes him a couple tries to get me to pay attention to him and not the buildings.




Emap Ch. 07



"Yes as for the helicopter part, the soldiers will have explosives for you. As for the money after sex, may I see what you were wearing?"

I fish around in my luggage, not easy with this small car. When we got in I had to put it at my feet and it was a tight fit. Finally I pull out the skirt and top, when he asks if that was it I pull out the boots and the choker.

"Oh that explains it, in the brothels chokers are used to denote what a woman is willing to do. There is not supposed to be prostitution on the streets, though I suppose they felt you did a good job. I admit that is a lovely looking choker, they simply assumed you are looking to work in a brothel or already do."

"If my father had gone with standard thinking of the time I would have worked in a brothel. I guess it is a little fitting I get confused with a brothel worker. I do hope these soldiers will show me how to work the explosives."

"I do not think that will be a problem, they are outfitted for everything. I am sure if you ask they will lot a soldier for you to carry around and do the explosives for you. Ah here we are the house itself is another ten miles, we did not want to give him warning."

A full lieutenant greets me with a salute when I get out of the car. I return his salute as I ask him for a rundown, his broad smile telling me my Russian is up to snuff. He explains our situation and men allotted as he shows me the APC. I stop to look at it, it is ugly as sin rather box like really with a machine gun turret on top. When I ask about explosives a rather short man takes over holding up a satchel and explaining how to activate it.

I beg forgiveness then pick him up I put him down and say he is in charge of placing the satchel. This gets a few laughs, the explosives man smiles and tells me it would be an honor. As it turns out said explosives man usually drives the APC. It moves then to a map of the grounds. I listen as the lieutenant explains the plan of attack I am to wait until they reach the gate and serve notice of the writ then disable the helicopter. The problem arises when I ask what kind of fence he has tall metal fence with sharpened spikes is bad.

After explaining my jumping is severely limited with a passenger we fall into a problem. The writ specifies only his arrest there is no provision for destroying his fence. The agent doesn't wish to risk losing him to a technicality, the Russian courts have not recognized me as on par with an act of god yet. My new explosives man comes up with the solution, ram the gates with the APC it acts up when braking sometimes. The agent explains to me accidents like that are covered by insurance.

So we go with that plan, I cram into the APC with most of the soldiers the lieutenant and agent ride in a jeep like vehicle. As it turns out we actually have a problem with the braking, the APC instead of slowing and stopping plows through the gate. There is a lot of grinding noise then it slows and stops, when the soldiers pop the back open we are perhaps fifty feet past the gate. The soldiers block my view apologizing to the guards staring at us the agent yells at them to be quiet then announces the writ.

Thing's move fast now, the guard is talking into a radio the second guard actually opens fire. The soldiers scatter out of the APC giving me a clear lane to the shooter, I get to him after fifteen shots are fired off. I knock out the guard on the radio just for the heck of it then collect my explosives expert. I run around the incredibly large house fast as I can manage with him on my back his arms around my throat in a death grip. I drop him in the helicopter it is a Hind attack helicopter, then exit again to take on the guards.

There are only four so it is fast work, a kick here a punch there and all four are laid out. When I return to the helicopter he is just getting the satchel set, he sets it for five seconds, it couldn't go faster then climbs on my back again. I take it a little slower there is machine gun fire in the front of the house. I stop at the corner of the house to look, the APC is moving slowly up the soldiers behind it doing something with what looks like a missile launcher. I look at the house there is a terrace of sorts in the front of the house with a machine gun nest atop it.

The soldier I have been carrying stops me from going out there then the helicopter explodes, twice. There is first the explosion of the satchel charge, followed closely after by the fuel tanks exploding. There is a pause in fire as the men manning the machine guns look behind them. The soldiers behind the APC take this opportunity to pop out and launch a missile. The machine guns and gunners disappear in a bright flash leaving much of the terrace blackened and on fire. A lot of men come out of the house now hands up at the urging of my explosives expert I take him to the APC. 

He mans the machine gun of the APC freeing up the rest of the soldiers to go through the house. What they find is a rather treasure trove of stolen artwork, military hardware, and pieces of art. I went to the kitchen to eat and find a lot of food in the fridge. Apologizing to the cook about needing to find a new job I learn she is a slave, she was going to try and get into America but his men grabbed her up. She whored at first until she made dinner one night then she was moved here.

When the agent and lieutenant come into the kitchen I relay the information I gathered. When I ask if I can go home now the agent tells me the people of Russia would like to offer their appreciation first. Not terribly sure what that means I follow him outside of the house to find his car waiting for us. He drives me back into Moscow stopping in red square where a crowd has gathered. Not much of one though it is hard to find lots of people in the middle of the work week. There are lots of reporters however, along with a lot of military. 

I gasp when I notice there are security forces here for the president of Russia. There is cheering as I get out of the car, the agent follows me up to a small stage saying there is a private jet at the airport waiting for me. The president makes a big speech praising me and thanking me for finally removing this blight on the eye of the people of Russia. There is cheering and clapping for a while at this, the agent says a few words then makes way for me.

"You will have to excuse me I am tired and fear my Russian would be horrible. There were some deaths in my actions last night and today, I have however removed a man with a horrible practice of mistreating people. I have come to Europe at the urging of Interpol, I have given them much, this is not all I am sure. I am going to say something to the rest of you slavers out there. If you get my attention again Mexico will happen to each and every single one of you from the lowest to the highest. I take a very dim view on slavery, if she or he wishes to do everything someone else says that is one thing, grabbing them up and forcing them is entirely different. I am placing every single one of you slavers on notice. The next time I go looking there will be no survivors."

Silence falls over the reporters they had been asking questions when I moved up to the microphones. The crowd on the other hand simply cheers, after a few of them translated to the rest. The president asks if I can pose for some photographs with him, I stand next to him. After the first photograph is taken I sneak my hand up behind him and give him bunny ears. The president laughs when he is told then calls for another and tries to do it to me I put my ears together hiding it to some more laughs. I laugh myself when the agent and the president give me bunny ears.

After turning down tea with the president I get taken to the agent's teeny car. We take off for the airport, I get a little confused when we go past the airport building and drive straight onto the runway. Not quite the runway we are instead on the loading and unloading zone as the agent explains it. We drive up to one of those private jets you see celebrities and CEO's travel around in. On the jet is agent Maria Santalgo, I haven't seen her since Detroit though I think she was one of the people at the Interpol office I had called in France.

"Excellent work and all in one night, I wish it was that easy for the rest of us. You have two suitcases now, that one and a second with your designer dresses. The designers were only too happy to give you dresses. There are a number more than the eight you chose, I believe more are being sent to Detroit care of you."

"Oh good, they were all very nice. Please tell me there is a bed on this jet, I need to lie down to sleep."

I get ushered into the back where there is indeed a bed. I drop my bag at the foot of the bed then climb on it. I pull the comforter over me drop my fur and curl up, in no time I am asleep. This time I actually fall asleep, my eyes don't crack open, I don't sit up with a start at the sound of the engines. I suppose being awake for two straight days will do that to a cat. I wake up hungry, not even thinking about it I walk out to the sitting area of the jet. Maria looks me up and down grins then calls me a tease I just shrug and sit down.

"Please tell me there is food, I don't think I ate enough."

"Well of course there is, just sandwiches but still better than airline food. Now if you are wanting more sex the co pilot is on the cute side even to me." Maria says pointing to a little kitchen tray.

"Oh no just food, say do you want any?" I ask getting out the makings for a few sandwiches.

"I ate a little while ago, all I can think right now is if you ever rethink your not with women stance call me."

"That won't happen sorry I can't even kiss Tony after he goes down on me until he cleans his face. Say did you peak in my bag?" I can see the bed and where I left the bag it is turned over and spun to face away from the bed.

"Yes sorry I needed to retrieve the rings and belt. Most impressive array of bondage gear in there, I did not know you were in to that."

"Neither did I, I experienced a little of it when I was playing drugged. He took me back to the hotel you put me in, most wonderful place. After dropping me on the bed he made a call for a pick up, I decided to wait and see where they took me. He decided to get some sex and I found I liked lying there and letting him do what he wanted."

"I think I will have to try that out from the other side if I can find a woman. Why did you go to Germany to buy though? As far as I know everything you got can be found in any country."

"Oh that is because I love chili cheese hot dogs and Germany is known for sausage. I wanted to see if I could find some really good sausages to use, I ended up with a website. Which is on the cell phone, if I can borrow it for a moment to send it to Tony?" I say as I sit down with three sandwiches, Maria tosses the cell phone over to me.

"There is one thing I'm not following, why did you carry a soldier to set the charge on the helicopter?"

"In part because I didn't want to try it alone for my first time in a firefight, the big reason though is simply because I'm not recognized by the Russian courts yet. Why we crashed the gate, I think there was a problem with the APC anyway, but it was all to keep him from getting off on a technicality."

"Are you going to Egypt? I think your next city is Chicago, Frank filled me in on it though nothing after."

"We are only set for Chicago next because after that Melanie starts Kindergarten. We are going to send her to school in Los Angeles. I'm not terribly sure how much help I could be in Chicago it's a lot of tall buildings and I can't fly. Perhaps go to Egypt after her first year of school, I will need to learn Egyptian first."

"If the numbers I've seen are correct you help just going to a city, the calls go up the day after you enter a city and stay high so far. Washington D.C. has made a lot of progress. Detroit is actually seeing an influx of families now the city is doing a lot better. Phoenix is still complaining about illegals though the crime rate is down."

We both look up when the pilot announces we are landing in ten minutes. I squeak then run for the bed and my dresses. Marie follows then pulls another suitcase out of a drawer. When I jump for joy she groans calls me a major tease and goes sit down again. I pull out the silver dress that is more not there than there and put that on along with the shoes. I get a whistle when I head for a chair, I tease her a little when I sit down I leave my feet flat and knees spread.

"Woman you have no shame, I don't suppose you know any women in Detroit open to female loving?" Marie says with a sigh when I close my legs.

"Not offhand no, I do know there is at least one bar catering to men and women with same sex tendencies. Look it up and visit before you go back to where ever you are stationed."

"Well that is rather the odd part I'm stationed in Detroit for a few months then Chicago."

"Let me guess, Interpol wants you to keep an eye on me."

"Well no, it has been long decided there is no point in trying to keep you within the laws. Not that you stray from them all that often, and never in a bad way. I am to be an Interpol representative with Frank, to keep him and you up to date on anything happening in the world. Most of what we see isn't anything for you to bother with there are times when it is felt having you in the loop would be an incredibly good idea."

"I hope you are good with a gun, Frank has a tendency of being shot."

"Of course Interpol has a very strict handgun policy we are checked every six months. Though I do not think Frank needs my help, he always survives after all."

"So far he does yes, he is also getting to be old he's a bit over half my age."

"Well good point there, I'll requisition some of our heavy vests. They are better than the standard police vest even assault rifles just leave a bruise. Ah here we go we are on the ground, go get your luggage I'll make sure there are no reporters and a husband waiting."

I go and collect the two suitcases, when I get back toward the front Marie waves me up to her. I peek out to see no reporters or vans, instead I see Tony leaning against the hood of his giant car smiling at me. I move quickly out of the jet jumping more than using the stairs. About halfway to him I drop the suitcases and jump into his arms kissing him. I stop kissing him, loving the feel of him pressing into me even more than the taste of him, when Marie harrumphs beside us. I pull back to look at her, she is standing there holding the suitcases and a briefcase. I sigh when Tony puts me down then holds me at a distance to look at me.

"Now that is a lovely dress, and the choker is a nice addition."

"There is a story on the choker it got me confused as a brothel worker in Germany. I found out something I am hoping you will enjoy in our bed. I think first we get out of here I can hear I think reporter vans coming."

Tony looks at Marie she shrugs so the rear door is opened and all three bags go in, I am ushered into the front seat Marie following behind. Tony runs around the front of the car gets in and starts the car up. As we are pulling away from the jet Marie pushes me over so my head is in Tony's lap. 

"Stay down the reporters are ahead of us." Tony says as we reach a street.

"If Tony can drive and listen I would like to hear about the confused with a brothel worker story." I look at Marie she is looking out at the reporters as we pass them.

"Oh all right, after getting the people we arrested in Paris I went on a run to Germany. There I bought some new things and tried out the sausages, why the website I sent you, we are going to order those and use them as hot dogs. While walking away from the restaurant to go furry in private and run fast to Moscow I encountered three people. A man and a woman having sex leaning against the fence and another man who talked me into bending over for him, the woman knew English. I let him because it seemed a good way to try letting the man decide what I do in bed that did not involve playing drugged. What I bought in Germany besides the choker, bondage gear. As it turns out I enjoy letting the guy make the decisions, I spoke with a wonderful woman in a sex shop in Germany who pointed out everything in bondage and explained how to do it."

"That doesn't explain why they thought you were a brothel worker." Tony puts his hand on my breast and massages it a little.

"Oh sorry I found out from the agent in Russia that chokers are used in the brothels to denote what the woman is willing to do. They left me I think it was thirty euro, he said they decided I did a good job."

"I think we should take a vacation and see Europe as a family. Apparently it is good for finding out things about yourself." Tony says pulling me up to sit next to him.

"I was thinking we could visit Egypt next after Melanie does her first year of school. I'm not averse to a vacation first I didn't get to see most of Paris. Say spend a month looking at Europe, Paris and Berlin perhaps visit some other places as well. Let me get back into the archeologist mindset for Egypt."

"I hope my car is alright in this neighborhood." Marie mutters looking at the houses we are passing, most do not look that good.

"Well of course it is the gangs have given up on this area. Once I knew what to smell for the three houses in this area were found and busted."

"Not so much given up as out of money and weapons, without drugs to sell they have no income."

"That's true, Detroit is, well was the leading exporter of drugs to other places. The interstate highways all rather meet here with all of those empty houses they had their pick of places to make drugs. Interpol looks at everything just in case it goes international which is where we step in." Marie says as we pull into our driveway.

We are greeted by Anna and Melanie at the door, Melanie is smiling huge and obviously excited. Anna is doing her best to keep her there as Marie gets out of the car. Once I am out of the car Anna lets go of Melanie and I get bowled over by a very happy daughter.

"That is a very fast little girl you got there." Marie says laughing as I sit up.

"Melanie here seems to have gotten a little of my powers. She moves fast when she is excited, smells well and hears well. So far she seems to just have a regular metabolism at least, small favors."

"Mommy did you get me anything?" Melanie is bouncing in my lap.

"Mommy got you a few things they are on the way, they I think are delivered today." Tony says pulling me to my feet.

"I took the liberty when you were asleep, called Tony and asked what Melanie would want. Interpol has good perks when you need to buy fast, called the Paris agent and had him pick up everything." Marie says when I look up at Tony.

"I did happen to buy you something as well. Apologies on not having boxes of things for you it was a fast business trip. Come on let's get everything inside." I lead a cheering Melanie to the car.

With the luggage pulled out I give one bag to Tony and carry the other myself. Inside I go to drop the suitcase on the sofa until I realize there are noises coming from our bedroom. When I give Tony a questioning look he shrugs until I move for our bedroom, he follows along on my heels. When I open the door I see Darryl and a woman having sex on our bed.

"Darryl what on earth are you doing?"

"Oh shit, I thought you were going to stop for breakfast or something. I'm sorry it just sorta happened. This is Melody the woman I've been telling you about." Darryl says after rolling off her and the bed.

"Pleasure to meet you Melody, if you two could get dressed and move to the basement Tony and I are going to be needing our bed shortly." I smile at Melody then shove Tony out of our room so they can get dressed.




Emap Ch. 07



Back at the sofa a red faced Anna apologizing I open up the suitcases. Melanie is pestering me with questions about this and that thing in the suitcases until I pull out her present. Melanie has tears in her eyes when I show it to her, a silk choker that you tie up just like the one I wore when I was a little girl. This one is a nice pinkish red with lace like edges and a hanging pendant of a woman.

"Melanie I wore one this very style when I was a little girl. Imagine my surprise when I found it where I did. Mine was a different color and the woman pictured was different, otherwise it is the same. Wear it when you like, I can help you put it on if you want or you can do it yourself. Please no swimming or baths with it on, the clerk swore there is not another exactly like this."

Melanie is smiling huge at me I tie it to her neck for her then she runs off into the bathroom to see it on her neck. 

"Well at least now I don't feel so old, my grandmother wore a choker just like that." Anna says following after Melanie to help her see her reflection.

"You can find those sometimes on the auction sites, usually with the clip on the back like this lovely one you are wearing. Most all of them claim to be antique, I guess we will have to look for them. So we can give Melanie replacements, she's still clumsy you know." Tony says wrapping his arms around me looking at what is in the suitcase.

"I bought three I know she is clumsy still, they were only fifteen euro each. Interpol gave me a lot of money, and a purse I guess. Oh talk to Frank when you wake up, I want a cell phone if nothing else for the destination route feature."

"I will I promise likely take a day or two the cell phone companies would have to come up with a way of letting you change phones at a moments notice. Now let's go try out your presents for me."

Tony zips up the suitcase, picks it up then ushers me into our bedroom. The first thing we do is put my wedding ring back on my finger. Feeling fully clothed again I help him secure the ties to the headboard. I put up no resistance when he pushes me down on the bed, first one hand then the other is secured in the plush Velcro ties. I have to groan in disappointment when Tony pulls away from me, he goes into the suitcase and pulls out the visors. I whimper when he puts them on, I can not see a thing now.

My ears perk up though he has gone back into the suitcase and is pulling a few things out. He pulls the dress off my breasts then has me raise my butt so he can get the skirt to my waist. With me lying there open to the air and at his mercy he starts teasing me, first with a feather. My body jumps and tingles everywhere he brushes it over me gently. I start moaning loving the not knowing where he will touch next and really wanting something firmer pressed to me, preferably inside.

Next up is the glove, it is a fur glove on one side the other is gentle plastic nubs. Tony starts with the fur side I moan more it feels so nice and definitely better than the feather. My legs are spread on their own, I really want to be touched down there I'm even asking for it, Tony is just not listening. When he reverses the glove Tony moves up higher and feeds the tip of his cock into my mouth, I move as much as I can sucking on him, using my tongue trying to get him to fuck me somewhere.

When I start to get flavors Tony pulls back from my mouth. I groan and whimper trying to get his cock back in my mouth, desperate for something anything touching me. My hips rise off the bed as far as I can manage to get when he puts his hand to me desperate to get a finger in me. I am denied the finger he simply caresses my very eager and ready pussy on the outside with his palm as he moves about on the bed.

I yell out my orgasm when Tony shoves his cock inside of me. I wrap my legs around him and move on my own, desperate for more of his cock in me. I reach a second orgasm when he moves in me, my insides parting for him at a fevered pitch. I guess he is liking this as well because he is fucking me hard and fast. My eager body has me moaning and groaning out three more orgasms before Tony groans and shoves me into the bed.

His hot fluids' filling me up sends me off to a sixth orgasm. Tony just lies on me for a bit moving a little to be sure and get all of him in me. When he gets off me I lie there wondering what next until he undoes my wrists. I pull the visor off me and kiss him half climbing on him purring like mad.



Emap Ch. 08



Running on the interstate at about the same speed as the traffic the size of it is always amazing to me, I wonder why exactly I was called out there. Yes it was unusual, but family squabbles are not really anything I should be called on to solve. Reaching the overpass I scoot across the highway and drop down onto the landing pad they had been gracious enough to put on the building there for me to use. After dropping onto the sidewalk and saying hello to the people who had stopped at the Jaguar crossing sign, I move off to get to heaven and a hamburger.

I had laughed at the notion of putting one in I generally move much to fast to be a bother to traffic. It was deemed necessary since I do use the interstate often and dropped down in front of baby walkers twice. The fact that neither was in any danger from me, and I always know when people are there didn't seem to matter. So they put a sensor on my landing pads, there are six in all and hooked up neon signs to them that warn of Jaguar presence.

I have already called in a going silent to central, I want some burger and fries and not to be interrupted, when my cell phone goes off. Pulling it up wondering on how exactly the company Frank contacted had known I would want one I answer it already knowing its Tony. I admit it I'm a happily married woman Tony has a special ring tone. I slow down and simply walk knowing he has a special something in mind before I eat.

"So guess who has a special present for you. I'm in a nice quiet area with the light on let's say for the next five seconds."

I squeak and hang up, five seconds means important, usually he will say ten seconds if his special present is in his pants. Cheating on him was probably the best thing I ever did, not to say it was exactly what I had in mind. Ever since I arrived back in Detroit with the bondage gear he has researched and read up on bondage and submission. We both decided to not do the Japanese rope work, it takes a long while to do and we never have all that long. We did order some of the rope work for idiot stuff, like my choker it is simple clips holding it together.

I have to pause for a moment, I lost the light on his car when I find it again I toss caution to the wind and invade back yards and even a few roofs to cut through the streets faster. Hoping he has found a new scene to try or perhaps rethought the stock, that one holds a special appeal to me I find Tony. He is not sitting in his car getting ready to move like he normally is instead he is leaning against the front of the car.

"One of these days I should tell you half a second, though I suppose you could still make it." He says giving me a hug as I move up to him.

"Not likely, Detroit doesn't have terribly long straight streets I have to slow to take turns. Now if you are in Atlanta I might be able, depends on the traffic."

"Hmmm, would give me an excuse for spanking. I won't I know you don't like that. Take a look at your present."

I gasp when Tony holds up a choker, unlike my purple silk and white lace one this is the old style tie it up yourself choker. It is a dark purple silk with lighter purple lace sewn over it. What really draws my attention though, there is a pendant of white with a purple border of a jaguar. Tony moves around behind me and ties it to me, a little tight just the way I like them.

"Try to not get it destroyed, do not worry if it happens however I have another ten and the designer has sworn he kept the mold if we run out."

"It's beautiful I just hope it didn't cost you a lot." I have tears in my eyes, it is just so beautiful and thoughtful.

"It cost Frank, or rather the fund the government has set aside for the brigade. It really was not all that much, the artist is new and dove at the chance of doing something sure to be noticed by the world. I think all we did was pay for the supplies. I think in gratitude you should take the position." Tony is whispering into my ears, which for me is like talking loud five feet apart.

I assume the position happy my new choker is only slightly loose when I lose my fur. Tony moves up behind me, spreads my legs a little farther then slides a finger in me. I moan when he puts the finger in me, he moves it around in me asking if I am going to be a good girl and let him do what he wants. I assure him I am a very good girl then moan when he shoves his cock in me.

Tony is moving behind me immediately, his cock surging and receding at a very fast pace. Our outside sex is always fast to satisfy him, not to say I am not enjoying every second of his cock inside of me. We take it slow and teasing in bed after the sun comes up, tires me right out since I reach orgasm after orgasm. I moan when his hands come to my breasts, his fingers pinching and pulling at my nipples. I reach an orgasm moaning his name as he pulls me back tighter to him and really shoves at me.

My hips are moving with his eager to give him the pleasure he has given me. My insides gripping at him trying to milk him into me, I have a second orgasm creeping up on me when his motions falter. I moan out encouragement as I keep moving on him eager to have his fluids in me. I reach my orgasm when Tony reaches his, him pulling me back to him and unleashing the hot fluids sets off my own orgasm my toes curl even.

Tony leaves me bent over the car purring happily as he pulls his pants back up then opens the door of the car. He comes back and walks me around the door then gets me into the car. I curl up on the seat as he shuts the door behind me then walks around to the driver door. I move up into his lap still purring resting my head over what had just given me pleasure. I jump when Frank gets over the radio asking where I am, Tony chuckles then starts the car.

Still purring and really quite happy besides the wonderful sex I go feral then go into the glove box for the gloves. Tony calls me spoiled as I put my head back in his lap, he still scratches my ears. I don't want to get up when we reach heaven, I was just given an incredible present, had spectacular sex and got my ears scratched, moving is the absolute last thing I want. Tony turns the engine off then gets up out of the car, I groan and follow him.

"Ah Jaguar you are late, we were starting to think we would be leaving you a care bag again." Mikael says as we get closer to him and Frank sitting at a table.

"I had to collect a present, such a wonderful present it brings tears to my eyes. I am in the mood for hamburgers, say two and a generous amount of fries." I say showing off my choker before sitting with Frank.

"Just a burger for me," Frank says reaching over and scratching my ears.

I'm not sure what Tony orders, all of my attention is on those lovely fingers scratching at my ears. Tony sits next to me and scratches at the ear Frank is not scratching. I sit up straight and move my head around letting them scratch away, I think they have a conversation. The next thing I am sure of is they have stopped scratching and I have hamburgers in front of me.

"I gotta ask, did you really complain about having to take your other choker off every night?" Frank asks before biting into his hamburger.

"Yes I did, I'm an owned kitty and it's important to me. I know it sounds silly, I even think it sounds silly but I'm his. I'd even stop being Jaguar if he told me to, probably not for that long but I would try."

"I wouldn't do that, not like you can be hurt anyway. Besides if I did I'd have to find a job as a cop again, even back in L.A. I would be a beat cop for a year or two. Pay is shit for a married dad with a wife who eats twice as much as he does." Tony pokes me as he talks.

"Tony I would not eat that much if I wasn't always running everywhere and beating up bad guys. If I was just a house cat I probably would eat less than you do, how you stay thin is beyond me with your eating habits." I poke him right back darn him and his teasing on my eating.

"I swear it's like watching video of me and Wilma at your age, though we were teasing about things besides eating, smoking was the subject then." Frank says laughing around his hamburger.

"I never knew you smoked, my dad smoked, he had a pipe course that was long before we knew it causes problems. Say Frank, why are you up at this hour?"

"I needed to ask on the choker, the oversight committee had asked for clarification. I'm also wondering what we are having this evening at the barbeque, Sally said you swore her to secrecy."

"New sausage for the dogs, real sausage this time not hot dogs with extra added. I do wish it had not taken so long, but well with an allergy to contend with we had to special order. The company swears they will carry the sausage without rye for us, it's apparently a semi common illness."

"We could have gotten sausage sooner if she had ordered the curved sausage, I don't know why they only carried one straight style. I think they are going to carry all styles in straight sausage to be used for hot dogs now, they asked for a picture of Jaguar holding the package." Tony adds in giving me a hug.

"Well now that I feel like a five year old on Christmas Eve, did Marie tell you what her big surprise is?" Frank is looking rather excited we have been trying to find good hot dogs, at least hot dogs that are not overshadowed by my chili cheese.

"She has only said she has a surprise, I think she found a steady date. I suppose it is time to go back on duty for a couple more hours." I turn my radio on to find nothing, no problems, not even central calling out.

"It's a quiet night, go on home the regular cops can handle the rest of the night. You take you time so rarely the higher ups are worried you are going to blow your top. I'm talking nations expressing their concern not just the oversight."

"Frank that is silly I take Tony time every night, I play games with Melanie during the day. Fighting crime is easier for me I don't worry about making it home at the end of the day."

"You are right though there is the matter of that dealer house two nights ago. Two survivors out of eight is a little excessive, the higher ups would just feel better if you took more Tony time as you put it."

"I only clawed one, I did not know shotguns could go full auto like that and I needed a new radio and cell phone after I was a little annoyed." I say with a sigh, the families of the boys he had killed thanked me for killing him.

"New belt as well I know, there is fear you are building up to another Mexico, this time with more dead. Go on home have more Tony time, make sure Sally hasn't messed up the chili."

Tony takes my arm and leads me to the car before I can argue with Frank over this more. There are no clothes for me in the car Tony has me lose the fur anyway, he spends the drive home idly playing with my nipples. For my part I am curled up in his lap purring a little. When we reach home he doesn't get out yet, simply sits there playing with my nipples still.

"To be honest I'm a little worried myself, you seem oddly eager to let me do what I want. Well even more than you would when we first met I always figured it was because of when you grew up."

"In part, honestly dear I like letting you decide what we do, to me and in general. It has a certain ego boost to it, mostly though it makes me feel good, I guess I'm selfish." I sit up and give him a kiss then look around, nobody is on the street.

"Let's go in quietly, I think everyone is asleep and check on the chili."

I follow Tony out of the car and into the house Anna is asleep on the sofa. I go into the kitchen to check on my chili it looks wonderful and smells better bubbling a little under the lid. I pass Tony who is fiddling with his cell phone on the way to our bedroom I need to charge my phone and radio. When I open the door I find Sally sprawled over the bed with the alarm set. I plug my radio and phone in then go sit on the bed next to Sally and tickle her until she rolls over and hits me.

"I wish you had let me sleep, I haven't been doing so well at it tonight."

"Sorry, your dad sent me home early and Tony is probably going to be needing me in the bed shortly. I also wanted to show off my new choker, it's just so incredible." I reach over and turn the light on Sally sits up rubbing at her eyes.

"It's gorgeous, and you aren't wearing anything else. If I did not know better I would think Marie is rubbing off on you."

"No definitely not turning lesbian, I can't kiss Tony after he goes down on me until he wipes his face off and takes a drink."

"Hey stop bothering Sally I got something in the basement for you." Tony says coming into the bedroom.

He takes my arm waving to Sally who is giggling now he refuses to say what it is. Instead I get lead to the door to the basement and down to jump up and down and squeal in excitement. He bought me the stock I had been asking him for it for a week now we found it doing the searches on things to buy to add to our collection. I was very excited about it, I couldn't move in it unlike our regular stuff that is Velcro or buttons. Tony had been unsure though I had kept talking about it and even found a video of a woman in a stock.

We both go and look it over the wood is a gorgeously dyed oak with a metal stand. The metal is bolted to the floor with a kick release that I can reach with a little twisting while in the stock. The holes are padded with purple velvet and rather small looking. Tony first uses the kickstand to be sure it works I'm smiling when it unlocks the stock. Then we check if my wrists are too big, they fit perfectly well I can move a little but not enough to get free.

Tony unlocks the stock by hand opens it up and we check if my neck fits comfortably. I am getting excited now everything is perfect my butt is dancing around a little wanting to be fucked. Tony chuckles then has me use the kick release, I jump when it pushes into my neck then props up a little so I can get a hand free to open it the rest of the way.

"I'd ask if you like it, except I'm pretty sure that was excitement making you dance around."

"Very much so put me back in it please, I want to break it in right now."

"Hmmm, I don't think you're supposed to make demands. Question first, do you hear a car coming?"

"Sorry I'm excited and forgot my place. Yes I hear two coming from different directions. One is Darryl I think I hope he isn't wanting to use the computer."

Tony chuckles then puts me back in the stock, he tells me stay here making me giggle. I look up at him when he puts sound dampeners on me he just smiles at me and leaves. I squeak in surprise when hands fall on my hips, I squeak again when Tony moves around in front of me. My eyes widen in shock when I am entered, Tony is in front of me. He pulls the sound dampeners off me assuring me it is alright and to enjoy it, which I am doing whoever this cock belongs to knows what they are doing.

The hands on my hips are moving me around so he is entering me at different angles. I am moaning it feels so incredibly good as this cock moves in and out of me. I can feel an orgasm creeping up on me fast as can be. I moan louder when Tony opens his pants up letting me see his hard cock before he puts it in my mouth. I tremble in my orgasm with a cock in my mouth and one in my pussy, I am moaning on Tony's cock.

He puts his hands on my head and fucks me just like the guy behind me is doing. I don't even know how many orgasms I reach before the guy in my pussy groans and floods me with his fluids. Tony pulls out of my mouth and goes behind me, I moan when he enters me. I find this feels different, all of that hot fluid in me with a hard cock it is actually a little hard to know where the cock ends and the fluids begin. Tony fucks me for a little while I reach another orgasm impaled on his cock before he groans out his release of hot fluids in me.

I move to unlock the stock when Tony sits in front of me on a chair, at least until he tells me to stay put. I squeak in surprise when hands are placed on my hips again, I am not entered this time instead a tongue probes at me. This tongue explores my folds seeking out the fluids left in me I can't help but moan it feels good. I reach two orgasms before the tongue withdraws from me I had long since emptied most of what was in me from the men.

"You know I had wondered why so many straight women liked giving blowjobs I think I get it now that tasted pretty darn good." Marie says walking past the stock so I can see her.

"You were good at that but please don't expect me to return the favor. I'm not feeling quite right that you did that to me. Wait, who was the other guy?"

"I was pressured into it, not my idea though I admit it didn't take much pressuring." Darryl says from the computer I think I can't see that far over.

"Darryl I thought you were seeing Melody."

"I am, her period started today and I did ask don't worry. She was fine with it since your married and quite attached to Tony."

Tony gets up and unlocks the stock, I stretch once I am free of it being bent over like that does strange things to your back. He picks me up and sits down on the chair again so I am in his lap. I give him a kiss and hold on to him purring a little.

"You didn't like it that much?" Tony asks looking down at me a worried expression on his face.

"I loved it, Darryl and you were incredible and I admit Marie is really good at eating pussy. I'm just weirded out that a woman licked me. Marie this isn't your big surprise for the barbeque is it?" I say looking up at Tony then Marie.

"No this was a present to Tony as it were his fantasy was to see you with another woman. I admit I was eager to do it for him since it was with you I know you don't go that way of course so I'm not expecting a return. I'm rather hoping I can come back for the stock visits though, you taste really good."

"I suppose it is up to him, I really should kick his butt for having you come over and eat me. At this point, I just want to go to bed."

Tony carries me upstairs we find Anna, Derek and Sally sitting on the sofa. Derek and Sally look at me then Marie as she comes up, Sally turns to Derek and demands the money. Tony carries me into our bedroom puts me under the covers then climbs in behind me. This is a good Sunday, it is quiet there are no calls for mommy to come play. I just get to lie there dozing the morning away, I do get up at almost three Frank and Wilma are here.

I get up to get dressed cursing when I realize I'm still wearing the Jaguar choker. I wake Tony up to get it off me then put my regular choker on, before going to get dressed I hit Tony in the shoulder for laughing. I go through what I have finally pulling out the silver dress with almost nothing covered. I get a whistle from Tony as I put it on I give him a kiss then put my shoes on.

"Oh there you are, I figured you two were gonna get busy before coming out." Wilma says with a hug for me after I come out of our bedroom, I caught her on the way to the bathroom.

"Got a lot of that this morning, he bought the stock and we broke it in last night. He had help on breaking me and the stock in it was lovely." I can't help but smile at the memory, Marie aside it was a perfect morning.

"Yes I heard about it from Sally, I'm tempted to take Frank into your basement later and give it a whirl."

"It's specially sized for me so you may not fit well, though I don't mind if you do. I don't think I will be put in it again for a day or two."

Tony comes out of our room takes my arm and walks me into the kitchen. Sally and Melody are already there, Sally is stirring up the ambrosia I made yesterday Melody is getting the potato salad mixed together.

"It is nice to have a couple assistants." I say as I pass them to get the hamburger out to mix with spices and make patties.

"I'm just happy to be helping, Anna wasn't to keen on me last Sunday." Melody says smiling then giggling when Sally pokes her.




Emap Ch. 08



"You were cranky last Sunday I suppose we know why now. You should lose the condoms life is so much easier without periods."

"Sally that is a little much, not everyone wants to avoid periods with being pregnant." I say busy mixing the spices into the hamburger meat.

"I don't know if I'm ready yet, Darryl hasn't put a ring on my finger. I'm not sure the thought has crossed his mind, though he has a lot on it, keeping Steffi fed and in school, Anna healthy."

"I know I just want somebody to share pregnancy with, since a certain little miss somebody had to go finish getting turned into a goddess and lose pregnancy." I look over Sally is staring at me.

"Well shit Sally if you must know I was losing my powers, I had to go ask. As it turns out there is a trial period you can get turned into Jaguar try it out and see if it is for you. The problem is since it took so long for me to leave and try it out I would have died if I had not gotten all of it."

"You know Tony is right, it's way better to not ask. Not that I'm going to listen, how long until you have to find a replacement?"

"I'm not sure the last Jaguar went three hundred years before turning male. The one before her was only one hundred fifty years. Even after turning male I have a decade or two before I have a need to look for a woman to fuck."

"So you could turn into a guy tomorrow?" Melody asks looking a little worried.

"Well yes and no, the last Jaguar told me she thinks it works on my own thinking, when I get tired of being the immortal Jaguar I turn male and start looking for a replacement. She did not have a family so there wasn't really anything to make her regret living so long. What turned her was the Mayan's themselves, she said they were getting bloodthirsty and didn't want to see it anymore."

"A case could be made you are bloodthirsty you know." Tony says collecting the two plates of patties.

"Bloodthirsty in the heat of battle is one thing ritual sacrifice involving the removal of a living man's heart is entirely different." I yell after him, Sally and Melody turn green.

"Say could you show us how the stock works?" Wilma asks walking up to the counter, Sally groans.

I go with Wilma into the basement to find Frank already down there. I explain how it works and what the footpad is for. I help Frank get the top onto Wilma to find it fits her well, little loose around the neck. I make sure Frank knows how to get it open again then leave quickly not having a desire to see them engaging in what I know is coming. I run into Darryl moving to go into the basement, I shut the door quick behind me.

"Basement is a little occupied you can go online after dinner."

"I was going to go to the bathroom actually, Steffi is in yours."

"Oh well, I think you should run to your house or wait for Steffi those two are going to be in there for a while."

Darryl groans then heads for the front door I watch him go somehow stifling a giggle. Melody chases after him after asking where he is going apparently she is in the same boat. Wondering what Steffi does that takes so long I head into the kitchen to get handed the bowl of ambrosia. Sally ushers me out back carrying the bowl of potato salad where we find Anna sitting at the park table Derek and Tony are busy grilling.

Melanie and Max are sitting at the smaller kids table playing Don't Break the Ice. For once not arguing over whose turn it is, will wonders never cease. Derek comes over and gives Sally a kiss. When he gets back to the grill Tony comes over and gives me a kiss. When Marie yells from inside the house I get up to go see what she wants.

"You are running late and where is your surprise?" I ask when I see her in the living room.

"I woke up way to early and slept in later than I should have when I got back in bed. My surprise is coming, she had to get a few items out of the car."

"Marie you make a typical guy, making her carry everything. I swear I should train you like I did Tony." I poke her a few times getting a giggle out of her.

"I had to get it myself, family heirlooms." Marie's date says coming in the door, her voice is a little like mine.

I look at her my jaw dropping, she has a resemblance to my mother, her nose is larger but the eyes are the same if a little smaller. Marie has to grab the heirlooms the woman almost drops them when she looks at me.

"Oh my god, you are the spitting image of my three or four great's aunt."

"Marie you really have some explaining to do here." I turn on Marie growling a little.

"First stop growling please, that really makes me nervous. I swear to you this was not planned, I met her and sparks flew and well after going to her house a few times I noticed the heirlooms. I honestly thought it was a coincidence, and somehow I get the feeling you two are related."

"Oh probably, she looks a little like my mom, let's see the heirlooms and tell me when your family moved to Detroit and from where." I sit down with a sigh.

She hands over a painting I remember standing for with my mom and dad behind me, my two younger brothers standing next to me. I remember this, you can barely see it in the painting but mom was pregnant at the time with my third brother. The next is of David I think, he was only ten when I went to Brazil standing with Henry Ford I had met that man once when he was in Los Angeles trying to get money to start Ford Motor Company.

"I get the feeling you know the people in the painting and the picture."

"I do yes, that is my mom pregnant with my third brother Anderson, David here and Benjamin here my dad is standing next to mom. I'm the young woman in the middle. I remember standing for this painting it was either one or two years before I was married the first time. This picture here is of Henry Ford, I met him in Los Angeles before he started his company, gave him I think it was three thousand. I think that is David with him."

"That is my three or four great's grandfather David yes. Which would make you oh my god, you are my long lost whatever many great's aunt..."

"Emap please," I say interrupting her. "Be easier all the way around if it is not known who I was."

"Yes, I suppose it would, the only way you could be sitting here looking younger than I am would be if you are Jaguar."

She starts to breathe heavy grabbing hold of Marie who grabs her purse and fishes around inside before producing an asthma inhaler. Frank and Wilma choose this opportunity to come out of the basement both smiling big.

"Is this Marie's surprise?" Wilma asks coming over looking a little worried.

"Yes, it seems she is dating a relative of mine. Speaking of which, you never did say when David moved to Detroit."

"He moved here in nineteen twelve as an engineer for Ford. He was one of the key men in the early stages of Ford development, he helped improve the engines, the transmissions and even designed the first truck. I am surprised you hadn't looked just about everything that ever happened is listed online." She says tears in her eyes.

"I was afraid to, I had looked at history when I first got back, then found the World Wars and stopped looking at history. I didn't want to know that my brothers had died in the first or relatives died in the second."

"Well none of your brothers died in the first, Anderson did go he became a tank commander. He trained our tankers for the second, even earned himself a commendation from the president for his work."

"That is a relief, now you have not said, I have not asked either my bad. What is your name?"

"Madison." Wilma starts to laugh behind her, I sigh getting Frank and Marie to look at us confused.

"That was my birth name and it never leaves this house. Come on we should be eating shortly if not now."

I get up and usher everyone out of the house into the back yard. The painting and picture are deposited gently on the table as we pass it. Tony grabs me up as I follow Madison out of the house.

"I guess you were right Marie did find a date. Long conversation in the house though, did I miss anything important?"

"She's a relative of mine, my second youngest brother David worked for Ford as an engineer. She is a few great's niece of mine, though I think for simplicity we just call her a cousin. She brought a painting I remember standing for and a picture of David with Henry Ford." I say relaxing into his arms.

Tony takes me over to the table as Anna yells for Darryl he and Melody appear after a minute or so both looking a little guilty. While we are passing around the different items of food I notice Madison is a little teary eyed still.

"Madison what is wrong?"

"It's nothing it's just I was the last of our family and I have no interest in men."

I tell Melanie to go give her cousin a hug she does with a smile and a laugh. Melanie comes back quick she wants her hamburger and ambrosia. I send her off with it then get busy with making myself a chili cheese dog.

"Madison why not fill the rest of us in on Emap's family?" Tony asks while getting a dog ready for the chili.

"Well until now I come from the only part that produced children. My few great's grandfather came to Detroit in nineteen twelve to engineer for Ford. There have been three Ford engineers in my family, the last was my father. Not to say we haven't done some great things, few great's Uncle Anderson was a tank commander in the First World War, trained tankers for the second and earned himself a commendation from the president. Their father warned of the Great Depression before it happened and helped design the welfare system that got us out of it. I must say the chili you are using is incredible."

"I make it myself using mom's recipe. I admit these dogs likely would taste better with rye in them."

"Emap it is so not my fault that I am allergic to rye." Marie says then kicks me under the table.

"Hey no arguing at the table, besides we can try the full range of sausage next time we order." Tony says grabbing my arm I kick Marie under the table anyway.

We all groan when Frank's cell phone rings, besides Madison she looks a little confused. Frank pulls it out and speaks into it then listens for a few moments and looks at me with a curious expression.

"Say do you think Jaguar would be up to visiting the Lions first home game of the season?"

"I didn't think they would want me, the home team keeps losing when I do." I manage to get out finally I admit it I was a bit startled.

"Go anyway would be good advertising for the company we ordered from. Besides we haven't gone to a game in forever, when is kickoff?" Tony says giving me an excited hug.

"We got an hour and a luxury suite we are all staying for the entire game, no going to work. Let's see it is the Lions and the Packers so big game no wonder it is the evening game."

"I hope the NFL finally decides to give L.A. an expansion team, I am going to miss being in the same city as a football team during the season." I say looking around to some excited faces, even Melanie and Steffi are at the table looking at me. "Yes we are going eat up, half an hour and we are going to the game."

The next half hour is spent mostly eating, some excited talking. I am a little surprised that Anna is excited, she grins when I look at her curiously.

"My husband got me addicted in the seventies I thrilled through the time with Barry Sanders. I haven't actually gone to a game in over a decade and never in a luxury box."

"Well you are going today, right now in fact come on pack up stick the food in the fridge and let's go." Frank says standing up and collecting condiments.

Getting an idea I halt everything then make myself a chili cheese dog. I carry it into the kitchen stick it in a plastic container slap the lid on and hand it to Tony with the packaging for the sausages. Chuckling he carries it out to the car, Frank ushers Melanie, Max and Steffi out to the cars. Darryl helps Anna walk out, after a little confusion on who rides in which car we take off.

Tony leads the way, with the Jaguar Brigade car he can go fast as he wants. We make it to the stadium in fifteen minutes setting up a sort of roar of excitement from the tailgaters still outside. We get parked in the VIP section and rushed up the stadium to the luxury box. I step into the bathroom get undressed and go furry, I collect the chili cheese dog and the sausage packaging then step outside after Tony affixes my choker.

"Oh dang I thought I would have to go searching, I want to do a little advertisement for this wonderful sausage company and I know the commentators want to see me." I tell a security guard standing outside the luxury box.

"I'd offer to show you but I know you go lots faster. Take this corridor here and follow the signs. The commentator booth is about half a mile that way." He says pointing in the direction I need. 

I give him a smile and a thank you then move off, sometimes it is nice to be the most famous person on the planet. There is an usher standing outside of the booth I want, he waves at me then pulls the door open for me. I step in to find Chris Berman and Howie Long sitting in the booth. Flabbergasted I shake their hands while they explain they were hoping I would come and wanted a special commentator duo for the occasion.

"Well for all of you football fans we have a very special guest for what looks to be one of the best Sunday night games this year. Just in case you have been living under a rock for the last almost four years, we have with us today the incomparable greatness herself Jaguar. Before we move on to that incredibly good smelling chili cheese dog you got there, please tell us what you think of the two teams we have playing here." Chris Berman says in his incredible way.

"Well on paper the Packers look to have a win today, unless the stats are wrong of course they look to have a stronger defense and higher powered offense. However since I am currently a resident of Detroit and do not have a team to back, please fix that for next season I like being able to go to games, I am going to say the Lions have the win."

"It sounds like the fans here in Detroit are agreeing with you. I wish to touch on the no team to back next season part. For those who don't know, Jaguar has a child who is going to school starting next year. They will do this in Los Angeles, now Los Angeles has not had a football team since the Rams moved to St. Louis. I am really not supposed to do this, however Howie and myself have already been told we are going to be next year first Sunday of the season in Los Angeles announcing a football game. Jacksonville has refused to give up Jaguars, the name or the team so there will have to be a new name as voted on by the fans. The commissioner will do an announcement during halftime, the location of the stadium is not quite hammered out as it stands right now the coliseum will serve as the stadium like it did for the Raiders unless a stadium can be erected. Now let us move on to that so incredibly delicious smelling chili cheese dog you brought with you, Howie is moving into position for a sack as we speak."

"Well give me a moment." I grab up a knife and cut the dog into three pieces, I hand one to Howie who was taking small steps toward it, one to Chris and one for myself. "These chili cheese dogs are the best I have ever had, which is saying a lot I have them often. This company here is based in Germany, which as we all know has a love affair with sausage. I am having a love affair with their sausages, if you go to this website you will drool over what they have, I have assurances they will expand their assortment of straight sausages for us hot dog lovers who want a flavorful dog. Top it with my chili cheese and you have the best football food known to Jaguar. The recipe for my chili should be easily available online I think most grocery stores carry a stack of papers with it. As for the cheese I have found the sharp cheddar works the best for my family." All three of us take a bite Chris and Howie are enthusing over the taste. "Wait, are you two just agreeing with me or actually love the taste?"

"I am officially and totally in love with your chili cheese dog. I am ordering these sausages at the first commercial." Chris Berman says for once not extending words.

"I've been having your chili for two years now it works great with hamburgers as well as dogs. I am going to say for my family we like it with Swiss cheese better but this sausage is really the absolute best with this chili. If my wife is watching honey order us a lot of sausages, if not I am calling her the first chance I get. Chris always hogs the computer." Chris agrees with Howie getting me to giggle until he puts his hand to his ear.

"Oh my Jaguar it seems you are wanted on the field for the coin toss. There should be a ramp down for you to use about fifty more feet that way."

I get out of the booth following the pointing usher's direction, when I reach of all things the stands I am greeted with a lot of cheering as I move down the stairs to the field. I go out to the middle of the field with the ref standing there holding a rather large coin, he does the rules bit of the toss then hands the coin to me. I flick it up sorta hard then giggle as everyone backs away I count down on my hand. The coin lands about two feet in front of me right when I reach zero.

The Lions win the toss and choose to kick it, with a little assistance from the guards and ushers I get back to the box. I am rather surprised to find Roger Goodell in the box waiting for me. He ushers me over to a chair then sits next to me and hands over a folder.

"What is this?" I ask leafing through looking at various forms of legal documents.

"That is the problem we are having with putting a team in Los Angeles. We can't find an owner or group with enough money to back a team and there is a rather lack of good places for a stadium. The closest we can get is the Ram's old stadium which is in need of replacement. Owner we can fix easily, simply offer up shares to the public like Green Bay. The stadium is the hard part, the company owning the Ram's old does not wish to tear it down and put up a new one in the same spot. Takes a while to do that though we are close to getting an agreement of putting up a new stadium in the parking lot and taking down the old stadium for the parking lot. I was going to tell you of the new team personally, Berman has a knack for beating people to the punch. I do get to ask for your help however, we need a spokesperson to get people to buy the stock. Who better than a goddess recognized the world over, we will get some celebrities who live in Los Angeles I am sure but for now, you are the face of the Los Angeles football team. Name will come up in the first meeting of owners, only to be sold in Los Angeles so no chance of the team being moved later. First meeting will be after the super bowl, I am sure you will buy stock."

"You bet I am buying stock as much as we can afford. How much is the stock?"

"Three hundred per share, we are hoping to sell at least ten thousand shares though one hundred thousand would be better. The NFL will help fund until it is on its feet, hopefully there will be robust item and ticket sales. Los Angeles will be unlike Green Bay, there is no max number of shares right now, we will sell as many as we can. There will of course have to be someone in charge of hiring the first coach, I suppose you will be that person that will happen after the first meeting and a name is figured. Jacksonville has gone on record that Jaguar would not be appreciated, possible to go with though the players may not like it much."

"I don't think I would like it much myself, though I am so going to be the mascot. Tony can we afford ten shares?" I say looking over at Tony, he smiles and nods.

"The Brigade is so getting fifty shares, wait let's make the oversight pass out five hundred shares." Frank says giving me a hug.




Emap Ch. 08



"Here's to hoping the rest of Los Angeles is as excited. I will leave you to enjoy the game, and I would like it if you came down to the field again at halftime."

We spend a little while celebrating until Anna reminds us we are in Detroit and supposed to be backing the Lions. It is a close game the Lions are winning seven nothing it stays there until the second quarter. Everything falls apart there for the Lions, the Packers manage to drive and score a touchdown, then on the Lions ensuing possession the Packers get an interception returned to the twelve yard line. The defense looks to hold to a field goal until the third down is repeated due to offsides on the defense. 

The Packers score a second touchdown making it fourteen seven Packers winning. Things seem to get worse when the Packers get the ball back with two minutes remaining in the half. They drive down the field and score a field goal with two seconds left on the clock, the scrib kick burns those two seconds and almost ends up with Packers getting the ball back. Slightly disheartened I make my way down to the field again to fireworks and Roger Goodell on a podium.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I have besides me a goddess you all know. You probably also know that Los Angeles will have football again starting next year. What you may not know is that Jaguar has agreed to be the face of the new team in Los Angeles. Her face will appear in commercials telling the good people of Los Angeles where to go to buy stock in your new team. There is something else that I am sure will make a lot of you happy, Jaguar will mascot the team. There is still much to figure out for the team, suffice it to say that Jaguar will be the one in charge of picking the first head coach, this will happen after the first owners meeting after the super bowl. The stock will only be sold in Los Angeles, only to those living in Los Angeles. We will figure out the how of this promptly trust me. There will be a second team added with Los Angeles, it is still being determined on where."

The commissioner and I get off the field as the teams come back out. I notice the fans are a little down, the Lions team as well. I figure why not and hop up on the wall between the fans and the field. I wave my hands around in the air until a lot are staring at me then lead them in the chant. I keep it up soon the entire stadium is joining in with me and stomping their feet. It is deafening when the Lions score a touchdown, the players are getting excited as well. 

I lead the chant on defense as well, it's easier and louder. Lots of stomping feet and shouts of defense later the Packers are forced to punt. The Lions are forced to punt as well disheartening the fans. I pump them up again leading the chant and getting a wave started. The wave dies down in a deafening roar when the defense intercepts the pass. The crowd has a mind of its own now, instantly they are chanting the Lions chant, even the players are doing it. You can see them egging the fans on and stomping their feet.

The Lions manage to score a field goal in the waning minutes of the third quarter. Tied now it goes to the Packers, a guard comes up below me on the field asking me to get the fans on this side to say fence, the Lions Mascot on the other side has them doing de. It takes a little getting the fans to understand but soon half the stadium says de and stomps it's feet, the other half says fence and stomps it's feet. It is really a thing of beauty and it pays off in the end.

The Packers drive down the field looking like they are going to score anyway. At least until in the end zone they throw an interception. The entire stadium erupts with cheering and shouting, it is so loud I have to put my hands on my ears. When it quiets down enough I lead the fans in the chant again. They get louder and louder as the Lions drive down the field. It looks like the Lions will not score when there is an interception with a flag on the field.

The ref announces the flag is offsides defense repeat last down. There is a lot of cheering then the chant starts up again. The Lions do drive and score a touchdown leaving a little over three minutes in the game. The defense chant is almost frantic now, first down pass incomplete, second down they run and get six yards. I egg the fans on to even louder, the mascot helping on the other side, the players helping. Third down, Lions show run defense, the Lions team is holding hands and stomping. The Packers play action pass, it would have been a first down except for the defensive end he gets his hands up and tips the ball. 

The pass to a very open fullback sails up and a little farther behind the line than he is. The fullback wisely let's the pass go out of bounds, incomplete pass the Packers punt. The Lions burn as much clock time as they can the Packers oddly not calling a time out. With just a little over one minute left the Lions punt, now it becomes clear why the Packers did not use their time outs, they use them on the drive. Between their passing and running they manage to reach the Lions forty with one time out and twenty seconds to go.

The entire stadium is on the edge of their seats, I am frantically getting them to chant. The chanting pays off the Packers only manage another four yards in four downs. A guard pulls me down to stand next to the coach and we are both doused in Gatorade to a lot of cheering. The players pick me up and carry me into the locker room where I am given the game ball. I also get a shower I am so not leaving Gatorade on my fur I get a few jokes about wet cat smell. I get a towel and head up to the box where I am greeted with a hug from Darryl and Anna then Steffi.

Frank's phone rings, he answers with a groan then looks at me. I remind him he only said until the game is over. I get a sigh then Frank relents and tells me there is gang violence. I go out to the car where I have a radio and belt stashed then head off to end the gang violence.



Emap Ch. 09



This is exciting, I finally got to get up from heaven and go somewhere. Nothing major like a drug house or anything, but after drinking coke for two hours with nothing to do anything is welcome. Skidding to a stop next to the car I give Gomer a questioning look. His name isn't Gomer, his name is Anthony Pyle he just really liked Jim Nabors in Gomer Pyle USMC. He also likes to do some of the sayings, was tickled pink when I started calling him Gomer.

"We have a domestic, since I responded I figured I'd just go on and call you, makes life easier on the responding officer to have a second."

"At least it is something that got me off the counter at heaven. Do you want to lead or am I doing it?"

"Well golly, I think you are the leading officer."

I lead him to the front door and knock Gomer calling out police and Jaguar. There is some yelling inside, someone yelling about how they are going to get it now. A larger woman opens the door, her skin so dark she practically disappears in the shadow.

"Oh thank you Jesus, my guy is in here drinking beer and we started having an argument. He's been throwing stuff at me."

"It was empty cans stop being so fucking dramatic." Comes out of the house, he sounds more annoyed than drunk or mad.

We get her to come out of the house I leave her there with Gomer while I go in there are empty cans all over. I look around there is a good sized television with a beat up sofa, a very tall dark skinned man sitting on it watching a movie with a case of beer in front of him.

"What is your side of it?"

"I just got home about an hour ago, shit job but it's a job. All I wanted to do was sit down have some beer and watch TV to relax. Everything was all hunky dory, she had a beer in her hand I had a beer we found a good movie then she starts nagging on me how I never take her to the movies. I tried last weekend she didn't want to see none of them, so I say that to her and she starts calling me a liar. So I start yelling back that I aren't no damn liar and it went like that until I started throwing empty cans at her. I didn't hit her just tossed them around her."

"Well this sounds easy, toss me a beer, Gomer has a good bit with a can of beer."

I catch the can he tosses and have him follow me, I pull Gomer to the side and get her version, roughly the same so I hand Gomer the beer.

"For me? Ah sarge you didn't have ta do that." He has a big goofy grin on his face then cracks open the beer. "Well golly ain't that just the drink of the gods I don't think I ever drank a beer this good before. Not even in New York, I been once ya know afore I joined this here corp, it was full of them tall buildings and fast cars and golly it was a sight."

They are both laughing, Gomer is good at it he is waving his hand and looking up with a goofy expression.

"Alright check the paper for a movie you like and she will tolerate and take her. All she wanted was to be treated like a girlfriend you are supposed to do things for her spur of the moment like, movie or dinner out or well just some flowers. Your shitty day will go away quick with a happy girlfriend."

He looks at her, she nods with a smile so he takes her hand and in they go. Gomer drinks half the beer then hands it to me, I down with a sigh, the beers never taste that good to me unless it is a Juicy Guinness Premier. This is not so easy to find the ingredients for in Detroit, most of the alcohol shops carry the basics and not really much else. I give Gomer the can to recycle later then turn up my radio to hear nothing, with a sigh I head for heaven again.

Mikael is manning the counter when I get back, I sit down on the Jaguar stool it is the last on the counter with the one next to it removed. Officially for public safety, in actually so I can spin and up, this stool only spins to the left which puts my knees right at the person next to me if they are facing me a little. Even heaven has nothing going on there are a couple kids barely old enough to drive at one of the tables and that is it. Mikael hands me a coke then leans over the counter in front of me looking bored.

"I gotta ask did Darryl really fuck you in a stock?"

"Twice now, Tony has taken a liking to gangbanging me. At least without my cousin there, Marie comes and cleans me after. I'm still not that comfortable with it but she is really good at it, I see why my cousin likes her." I rotate one ear the two kids are talking low.

Mikael watch's me listening to them until I give him a grin and go back to my coke.

"I still can't get used to the independent ears part. Since you are grinning I assume nothing bad. I admit I can't wrap my head around you liking to be tied up and gangbanged, I see you out here and you are all take charge."

"I think why I like to let Tony decide everything at home, we spoke to a shrink. He said the most likely reason I like to let Tony make my decisions at home is because of what I do all night. I see acts of violence so often and have to be so in control I need to let go and relax. Apparently it is common for CEO's to get submissive in bed, probably not American presidents they always have a fall guy."

"Hmmm yeah I can see the point there. What were those kids talking about?"

"Me actually, or rather my body, they are hoping they can find a hot chick like me."

"Like that will happen, they arrived in mom's car. Fools need to get a job to have a chance at getting and keeping a woman. So what was the call you left about?"

"Oh it was a domestic and not terribly life threatening, she called because they were arguing and he was throwing empty beer cans at her. She wanted him to take her out on a date, movies was what the argument was over, he asked what she wanted to watch over the weekend. I gave Gomer a beer and let him get them to laugh then told the boyfriend to go pick out a movie she can stand and go."

"That's funny, you should go to more domestic's. I can see it from his side, after a bad day or just a long one I just wanna sit on the sofa and watch TV."

"I always want sex after I go home, why is it so hard for guys to want sex? Not Tony he's always eager to get in me, just in general I don't get it, most every domestic I have gone to she wants sex or a date."

"Seems odd you don't get the violent domestic calls, I think those are the most common. As for sex, it's hard for a guy, we do the pumping during sex and unless we sit in an office all day it's hard to find the energy in your legs for it."

"I asked Frank about the violent domestics, he said they don't send me because I do overreact at times, especially when it comes to violence against women. As for the hard to find the energy I can see that, why I am glad Tony is in a car all night. Say what did the weatherman say about snow?" I look up I smell snow.

"He said we will not see snow for three more days, I get the feeling you are going to say a lot sooner."

"I can smell it, another hour or two it will start coming down its faint and getting stronger."

"Well shit, would you do me a favor? We have a snow hood for the stove vents it's down here. I'd do it myself but the ladder is starting to pull free. Getting a crew tomorrow to secure the ladder, we listened to the weatherman."

"Sure on a rope if possible, jumping with stuff is hard and your roof is up there."

"I'll toss it up weighs nothing almost I'm more worried about me I don't weigh that little."

"Well now if you would stop eating like I do you would lose a hundred pounds." I poke him both of us laughing he's tall and rather muscular not round.

Mikael goes for the hood while I stand up and move over to the side to have a straight jump and not hit the sign. I make it in one jump, though I am left hanging on to the roof. Feeling silly I pull up the rest of the way and lean over the roof waiting for Mikael. As it turns out on the wrong side, he yells so over I go feeling even sillier there are two he yells up to find the wider vents with triangle vents on them. I do, take the triangle vents off and put the bigger snow vents on.

I drop down next to Mikael who jumps farther away, he waggles a finger at me then collects the triangle vents and sticks them in the storage room. I resume my seat and take a sip of my coke, shortly after Mikael comes over.

"You should report the snow to the weather service, get you mentioned there as well."

I pull out my cell phone and send a text to the weather service. Darryl comes over looking a little excited and plugs in the mini TV they have by the stove to play music or get the news. Tru TV comes on making me wonder how much that TV cost to get cable without a box. I groan when Nancy Grace comes on, she has taken an odd sort of dislike for me.

"We are stepping into the lighter side of things, as I am sure many to most have heard Los Angeles is getting a football team again. They are getting one because Jaguar is apparently a very avid fan, or plays at being one quite well. This report is not about Jaguar and her fandom or lack thereof, it is instead about the commercials airing in Los Angeles and only Los Angeles with surrounding area unless you get local channels from there. Here I will show you the commercial in question it makes me want to buy stock in this team."

It cuts to me standing in football stadiums looking sad, I turn and look at the camera and ask where my football is. I get tossed one and I jump around before it cuts to hard hitting football shots. It next shows me standing in front of the Ram's old stadium in the process of being torn down they needed to take half of it down before getting the new one up. I look at the camera hold out the football and say it is back and it needs you, stock on sale now buy as much as you can afford, then come to the games and make those pansy gator fans jealous of our volume. Darryl and Mikael are laughing as Nancy Grace comes back on.

"That commercial speaks to football fans, apparently there are a great number of them in Los Angeles, there have been fifty thousand shares sold in the last two weeks. Reportedly five hundred and ten by the Jaguar Brigade, which is not the focus of the report, want to hear about the football team turn on ESPN. This report is instead about the last line of the commercial, I quote make those pansy gator fans jealous of our volume. The pansy gator fans as Jaguar put it are not rolling over and playing dead, there is an attempt to file a lawsuit by the fans, the college has come forward saying it is nothing more than a challenge and they will come up the winner of the volume war. Which really is a good thing, clean fun and a friendly rivalry, granted one is a professional team the other is a college team. Well future professional team they don't have a coach or staff yet. Now yes I find Jaguar to be questionable on her police work, Miranda rights really should be taught to her, in this case though, gator fans roll over and play dead you are fighting a non issue and as we all know the courts have given Jaguar a clean slate, she is an act of god."

Darryl turns the TV off and takes it back over to the oven, Mikael chuckles calling my commercial really good. My cell phone goes off, Mikael is laughing outright its Frank I gave him a special ring tone as well, La Cucaracha. I answer it singing the song until Frank yells at me.

"I'm thinking I should cancel your account with Verizon, me a cockroach I swear."

"I did not think of it, you know the news and cops think of you as being more of a cockroach than a person, always around and impossible to kill."

"They at least don't sing that damn song to me. Anyway tonight qualifies as a dead night, stay there you are getting a lift home. I was watching Nancy Grace she speaks on you and the commercial for our football team."

"I know Darryl turned it on the mini TV they got here. I'm rather shocked she didn't speak poorly of me beyond the basic I don't know what I am doing."

"She wasn't the most professional of prosecutors don't listen to those parts. Before I say anything else go silent." Frank waits for me to go silent and turn my radio off. "OK, Roger Goodell is going to call you tomorrow he has a list of coaches who have asked to be hired most are current assistants or college coaches. He sent a next day package to you detailing the coaches the hope is we can find a good head coach and assistants before we do the owner meeting. He also would like it if we are not fickle with the coaches it is not an overnight thing."

"I'm not the one that needs to hear that one. Frank you have been a football fan the longest, what do we want to focus on, offense or defense?"

"You know football better than I do, but going back over the super bowls I have watched it always boils down to defense. The undefeated Dolphins won for two reasons, two running backs to pound the ball and a defense with no superstar, they just went out there and did their job. It's always been defense getting the nicknames, steel curtain purple people eaters, orange crush."

"I guess that gives me something to look for in those reports. Ah Tony is here, I'll talk to you later Frank." Tony has indeed driven up, Mikael waves to him as he gets out of the car.

"Tony did you bring clothes? I have an urge to make more sandwich meat."

"I brought roasts, two so you can make roast beef and pastrami." He says coming up and giving me a hug.

"I love pastrami, are you making it tonight or is that one a tomorrow night cook?" Mikael asks drooling a little.

"Tomorrow I need to season it and soak overnight it's an older recipe no smoking involved. It's close to the store bought stuff at least and we get more for the same amount of money. I'll make a copy of the recipe for you tomorrow."

"There are some restaurants that carry the smoked version and they are delicious, the best one is in Boston I think it was."

"I know the problem being New York and Boston haven't asked me to come so we would have to drive the car and that's six hours."

"Four hours, give us poor regular people in cars a little credit." Tony says pulling me with him toward the car.

I wave to Mikael before I am ushered into the car and pulled into Tony's lap. I lose the fur and curl up, hoping he will play with my breast, he does after a moment spent putting the car in drive. I start to shiver it's a little on the chilly side inside of the car, he points to a blanket on the floor in front of me I pull it up and over me thankful. When he brings his hand back to my breast he doesn't idly play, he massages in a very arousing manner. I am quite ready and purring when we reach our house, Tony pulls me up gives me a strong kiss making me ever readier than I was then gets out of the car and gets the trunk open. He tells me to use the blanket and go inside he will be right along with the roasts to get ready.

Disappointed I go inside to find Anna and Steffi watching TV, they look at me in surprise. I look down squeak an apology then dash to the bedroom to get dressed. I lose my belt plug in the radio and cell phone get the choker off me and get my normal person choker on. Hoping Tony wants to do me soon I grab up the robe and wrap myself in it before walking into the living room again. I give Anna and Steffi a hug then look at what they are watching I sit down to watch, Star Wars A New Hope is one of my favorites.

"Quiet night Frank took pity on heaven and sent me home. Steffi, how are you doing at school?"

"I'm doing good almost straight A's I'm only getting a C in recess. I don't play with others enough."

"I don't have anything to say to that, they didn't grade recess when I was in school. Anna there were no dinosaurs when I was in school, I'm not that old."

"I wasn't going to ask I swear." Anna says trying to look innocent, I poke her anyway Steffi and Anna burst into laughter. "Steffi, why don't you tell us why you are not playing enough with others."

"Because there is a really nice boy in my class, he is shy and gets picked on so he usually will read to himself. I go with him and he reads me poetry and short stories."

"Tony I know hang on." I wave to Tony then look at Steffi. "Does your teacher know he is being picked on?"

"Yes she can't do anything, they aren't hitting him they are simply making fun of him because he's the only white kid in class."

"Does he like sports?" I can't think of anything else that kids her age would like besides candy and sports.

"He likes baseball, he's excited because his birthday is coming up and he can join the little league team in his area."

"I remember baseball it was a little boring to watch. Does he pitch or bat?"

"He pitches I've talked him into throwing the ball with me a few times."

"Well there you go Steffi, get the bats and balls and organize a baseball game, let him pitch and show the kids he's good at something. I need to go get a roast going for sandwich meat, making pastrami tomorrow."

I get up and head into the kitchen, Tony has already gotten both roasts out of the packaging and into two separate deep pans. Moving fast I get both covered in the seasoning and liquids needed. When I finish getting them ready I hand the pastrami to Tony who sticks it in the fridge. I realize Steffi is standing in the entrance to the kitchen looking a little worried.

"We don't have bats and balls the school district has decided we aren't old enough to play baseball. The boys go and play in the field next to the school after school. One lives across the street and has the bat and ball at his house."

"Well then I think Jaguar will have to pay a visit to your school at the end of the day and get all the kids to go play baseball with new bats and balls. Tony if you would please call Frank this is a very good time to use some of the Jaguar funds. Steffi are there roughly equal numbers of boys in each class?"

"I don't know about boys but each class has thirty kids, this district is a little short on kids my age. Us girls like to play as well you know."

"I always found baseball boring to watch, never thought to play. I wonder if anybody would want to let me. So we have a plan, class against class, how many classes in your school?"

"There are twenty two classes in my school. That's a lot of baseball for one day."

"Yes that is. I think we should extend this out over many days, get the Brigade to come help, I'm sure at least some of them know how to do baseball."

"Frank is saying great idea, he's umpire. He also says you are to good at smelling snow, it's snowing now, they think just a light dusting. He also wants to know the principal's phone number, do you know it Anna?" Tony says holding the phone away from his mouth.

Anna pulls the information she has on the school from her purse and hands it over. While Tony reads Frank the principal's name I get the roast beef roast into the oven and make sure it is set right. I grab a coke out of the fridge noticing we are low, I poke Tony and point. He points to the shelves under the counter I open them up to find a box of coke. Loading the fridge again I check the clock then lean against the counter next to the stove.

Steffi laughs when my stomach growls, I have to giggle myself it was amusing. Tony looks at Anna, she shrugs so he calls for pizza, with wings, about then I realize Melanie isn't underfoot. 

"Where's Melanie?"

"She was tired, after you left I let her and Steffi play out back, they tossed a ball. She's getting good at that by the way. They played a little hide and seek after that, lots of running around. I fed her a sandwich and took her to bed she passed right out. Helped a lot you ran her around most of the afternoon, that girl has more stamina than anyone I've seen besides her mom."

"I know it's worrying me, it won't take much for her to sprout up to adult in months instead of years."

"I don't think that is to big of a worry yet, she wasn't terribly active most of the day. Melanie loves to play with her mom so waits for you to get up." Tony says putting his phone down before picking it up again to answer it.




Emap Ch. 09



I check the clock then turn the oven down, Anna, Steffi, and I go back to the sofa and sit down to watch the movie. Tony comes in and pulls me up before sitting on the sofa and pulling me into his lap. I curl up on him and purr as we watch the movie we came home about halfway through.

"Frank called back, turns out the district doesn't think the kids are to young to play baseball, they don't have enough staff. The kids are getting out an hour early every day so we can do two games a day. Seems we are hosting a tournament for the best class, said class gets a cake party during school. Steffi let's hope your friend is as good as you think, winning the tournament would be really good for him and friends."

"He's good I have problems catching his pitches they move so much."

"Does he throw hard? He won't be that good if he doesn't throw it hard, need to work those muscles while he's a kid." I have to look at Tony I didn't know he knew anything about baseball.

"He throws hard, moving fastball and slider says he wants to be the next strike out king."

"I am surrounded with sport fanatics. I like football I do but I couldn't stand baseball, darn three hours of a bunch of guys trying to hit a little ball with a stick and run around bases." I have to sigh I watched a game on TV once with Tony to see how it changed.

"Just make sure Tony doesn't start watching any sport on TV, a lot of them are confusing." Anna says with a giggle.

"I played baseball as a kid, little league and high school. I wasn't good enough to get offers from colleges or professional. I wanted to be a cop anyway so I didn't pursue it. The confusing sports are only confusing if you don't pay attention, wanting to pay attention on the other hand is hard for a lot of them." Tony sighs then shoves me up when there is a knock on the door.

I swat him for making me get it then go open the door, the pizza guy is looking a little nervous. He hands over the pizza and turns to leave I have to yell at him to get him to come back.

"Why are you looking so nervous?"

"This is my first delivery over here, the guys were telling me to be careful the gangs are trying to figure out a way of getting rid of you."

I send him on his way then look around, no strange cars, nobody standing or sitting on the sidewalk. I tell Tony who calls Frank while I get the pizza on the table with plates and cold cans of coke.

"Frank says he hasn't been told about this from the gang division. He'll pass it on to them tomorrow. He's sure it isn't us specifically just a desire to get rid of brigade, we've made Detroit mostly safe to live in again."

"You get the feeling the gangs are just lying low until you leave to be honest." Anna says around her slice of pizza, Steffi nods her agreement.

"I know I get the same feeling I hear them talking when we go to the store, there's always a few there. The mayor swears they are hiring more cops, with new people moving in they needed to anyway. Do you know when our new neighbors are moving in?"

It had been a sore spot for me, there was a crew fixing up the house next to us all this week and last, they finished today finally. Very loud crew they had been talking and cutting wood all day long. Tony after the first five minutes of me tossing and sitting up put the sound protection on my ears that first day, every day since I wore them. It's not easy to sleep with those on, they press into your head and lying on your side is uncomfortable.

"I went and asked with Melanie, they weren't sure they just knew they had done everything asked of them. Fixed the roof, fixed the support, new carpet which made me jealous we still have the threadbare. They also put in new electrical and the water heater was replaced today along with the cable guy putting in the connections."

"Sounds like soon is the plan on moving in, there was a lot of guys in that crew. I think we can expect a truck tomorrow. I also think a certain little someone should copy that recipe as soon as she finishes eating we have a lot to do tomorrow." I squeak at this, I know he's right but I wanted to be fucked first.

Tony's phone beeps, he looks at it then texts in answer and looks at me. I finish my slice, I was pretty much done anyway I didn't do much of anything strenuous today then go pull out my cookbook. I copy down the pastrami recipe for Mikael my cookbook is of special interest to me. Tony had found it in an antique bookstore it was printed about two years after I had gone to Brazil to find the Jaguar temple. I had been really happy to find that a few of the recipes were from my mom I did not have the cookbook she had given to me. Madison has one I copied a few recipes out of it it's to worn out from use over the decades.

After Tony and Anna look at it to be sure they can read it I am pointed to the basement. I go with a squeak of happiness knowing that sex is coming very soon. Tony follows me down only to go back up when we find the computer is on to a search page. When he comes back he shuts it off, takes me out of my robe, and leads me over to the stock. I am trembling in excitement when he lifts the top to let me take my position I give him a kiss then place my hands in the right spots and lower my head. Tony sends a text out before coming around in front of the stock and affixing the blindfold visor then the sound protection.

I do not know how long I am left there my butt moving around in excitement. The next thing I hear or feel is Tony pulling the sound protection off my head and asking if I am ready. I beg to be fucked, I was ready the instant he had me come down the stairs of the basement. In a way I suppose I am a good example of Pavlov's theory, with the stock here and what happens to me in it I get wet and horny coming downstairs to do the laundry or search on the internet. Tony has even forbid me from using the bathroom down here, the day after the second time we used the stock I came down to go. 

Well let's just say I took longer than Steffi does I was so busy with my fingers. I am moaning in delight with hands on my hips, when he sinks in to me I reach an orgasm. I do not know this cock Darryl has a slight left turn Tony is straight with ridges, this cock on the other hand turns a little right. Whoever this cock belongs to at least knows how to fuck, they are pistoning in and out of me at a fast pace. I keep reaching orgasms as this cock plows in and out me I am busy moaning my delight until he finally falters then floods me with hot fluids. 

In no time a second cock is shoved in to me, I think it is Darryl until this man starts moving. Not Darryl he has a way of shoving and pulling back that is very distinctive, this man takes a more direct route of straight fucking me. He holds me steady and fucks me, I am moaning as I reach orgasms on him. He reminds me a little of Tony when we sate his desires on the streets. Hard fast fucking to reach orgasm, I reach orgasms aplenty on Tony, this man is no different his pistoning cock sends me flying to orgasm often.

Leaking fluids from the previous two men Darryl comes up and fucks me next. He rotates my hips and really sends me flying with orgasms, his cock entering me at different angles almost every time. The length of time he spends fucking me tells me Melody had her satisfaction already. I don't even know how many orgasms I have had on Darryl's cock alone, in between one of the many I have on him I hear a conversation on how many men I can fuck. While Darryl is flooding me with his fluids Tony comes over pulls the blindfold off me and sits down.

"Emap dear there seems to be a question on how many men you can fuck."

"As many as you desire, with you last please, once you have me I just want to sleep." I moan then, Darryl has pulled free and Marie is busy licking me clean.

Marie takes a certain delight in letting me know she is there doing it. She talks to me and presses her nails in to me, they are shorter nails she is a police officer after all she does however paint them. While I am being eaten to a few orgasms Tony gets up and moves out of my sight. Marie takes her time eating me, she confesses every time I just taste so good. Finally she pulls away I am left alone for a little while, my butt moving in excitement I'm not done yet.

Finally hands fall on my hips I am moved around a little, then Tony slides inside of me. He takes me slow and loving sending me up to orgasms then speeding up during so I really enjoy it. After each orgasm he slows down until I reach another, just slowly fucking me. We learned after Melanie was born that I find it easier to sleep if he fucks me slow before we go to sleep. After Frank started sending me home on slow nights we found that if he fucks me slow I get tired and fall asleep, my version of sleep at least.

Tony speeds up and I'm not having an orgasm, I moan in excitement, he's close and wants to finish. I move with him as much as I can reaching another orgasm before he groans and fills me up. I am very happy that Marie does not come and clean me after instead Tony gets me out of the stock and picks me up. He carries me over to the computer chair and sits down with me in his lap. I'm purring like mad when I notice there are several of the brigade here with their wives.

Maureen waves to me as she goes past to the stock Marie is standing over there holding it open. They do the safety check Maureen saying the neck is loose then John gets to fucking her on it. Maureen is wearing a short skirt and apparently no panties, John pulled it up over her butt to fuck her. I watch a little, just to see what it looks like, I find I like being in it much better than watching. Marie comes and stands next to us until John finishes then goes and gets Maureen out of the stock.

I doze off staring at Tony's chest as the stock keeps changing occupants. I do wake up again when Gomer is saying surprise, surprise, surprise. I look over to see him doing his wife Miranda, I have to look twice, she is nude like I am and has large breasts. Not too many are still in the basement, Darryl and Melody are here watching, Marie and my cousin are making out. When Gomer let's Miranda out they come over and stand before us him holding on to her from behind.

"That stock is incredible, I just wish Gomer hadn't been your first, I could have gotten in it sooner. We are so ordering one for ourselves thank you both for letting us experience it." She has a big smile on her face.

"Thank you for letting me experience Gomer, he was really good. Though Gomer I always pictured you saying golly during sex."

"I do actually, Tony told me to be quiet so you wouldn't know it was me. Tony you should buy a second stock, your wife is insatiable and it would make life easier on the other wives who want to be in it."

"Oh lord we are turning into swingers." I say looking up at Tony.

"No I don't have a desire to screw the other wives, perhaps Miranda here, I admit Miranda you look gorgeous like that. The closest description of what we have is cuckold you get fucked by different men. I get you as well of course, I admit I like watching you get fucked in the stock."

"You don't have to do this you know, all I need is my husband fucking me. Gomer is right I am insatiable for all intents and purposes, my body demands sex, my mind demands I please you, once I do that I don't need sex again until you do."

"I know it took three years before you found out you are submissive. I like doing this on occasion, Gomer if you would prefer we can fit your stock down here. Save you the hassle of explaining to your son what it is and we can get double the fun on stock nights. They aren't good daily just on occasion it's been a week since we used it last."

"Oh that will go over well amongst us wives a number didn't like the idea of sharing their husband. We all talk to each other you know with a second stock for us regular wives to use you will have more show up next time. Gomer do you think you could stand sharing me with one other guy next time?" Miranda says with a smile before looking back at him.

"Well golly, you are a surprising one. Considering you let me fuck Emap I don't really have much choice in the matter. I suppose means I can have Emap again next time so silver linings here we come."

"I'm curious, why was there the discussion on how many men I can fuck?"

"Because the wives who came today wanted to try the stock as well as see it, most of the guys are once and done for a while. Come on let's get you in bed, Anna set the alarm for the roast." Tony says standing up with me in his arms.

Anna is dozing off on the sofa when we come out of the basement. She starts when Tony shuts the door behind us, looking over she smiles and waves before grabbing up the blanket and lying down. Tony takes me to our bedroom puts me on the bed then covers us both. He gives me orders to stay here until the alarm I snuggle up to him and doze off again. Tony follows eventually my purring is hypnotic as he puts it. I do what he says even though I really want to get up, there is a delivery.

Anna gets it and puts it on the table Tony does stir a little, to hold on to me. Calling him a dirty evil man I put my head down and doze off again, he is at least a little awake still he smiles. When the alarm does go off I jump out of bed get dressed fast as I can manage, which is really fast I grabbed a sundress and head for the kitchen. Tony calling me lazy as he goes for the alarm to shut it off. The roast is perfectly done I turn the oven off and set it on the counter to cool off before cutting it.

I head for the table and my delivery when I am hit with a snowball. I chase Melanie out back and grab up snow to make one of my own and throw at her. I am slightly hampered by being cold and hit with two more snowballs, Anna is out here and I am their target. I hit them both twice while being hit a couple more times then Tony comes out to yell at us to cut it out for now. I had one in my hand at the time I throw it at him Anna does the same. Melanie yells at us for taking advantage of daddy's defenseless position then throws one at him to.

Shivering and quite happy we go back inside where I plop down at the table and start going over the coaches. Tony hands me my cell phone since I'll be getting a call on it. I'm happy because the offense focus coaches are in a separate stack from the defense focus. I go through the offense first just in case one just sounds too good to pass up, and find such a coach, he coaches a really small college football team. What he has for his offensive goals and mindset however speak to me. Short passing with runs somewhat like the west coast but simple and direct instead of being motion and play action heavy.

I pull that one out of the stack then go over the defense I'm getting a little disappointed none of them sound all that great with convoluted patterns. I am yelling when I come to the last guy, he comes from a small college as well his defense however speaks for itself. His team has not given up a touchdown since last year, in his three years at this small little college they have given up a grand total of ten touchdowns. Tony is whistling when he looks over the sheet on this guy.

Trying to decide who would be the head coach I want them both anyway my phone rings. It's Roger Goodell, I happily tell him my two have to hires he calls them spectacular choices for coordinators. When it comes to head coach I'm at a loss.

"Why not two head coaches, head offense and head defense coach, those are the only two that scream I have to get them."

"I admit the pickings was not as good as I was hoping, a lot of the better known coaches are in the middle of contracts or don't want to coach in Los Angeles. I'll talk to these two and they can decide on who is head if they want. I have a good long list of supporting coaches wanting to work for you, your head coach or coaches can go over that one."

"Is there going to be an announcement on it this year or waiting for after the super bowl?"

"Not sure yet, there's thought on doing it at the super bowl so we can get you to show up. The fans really like when you do show up, puts them on an even keel with a goddess. Not sure how well these guys can do with free agency the players like to go to almost winners so they can get them over the top. New team and new coaches says avoid to most veteran players. Luckily the two new teams are getting two names into the top picks bowl for the draft."

"I was hoping for we get pick one and two between us but I suppose that is unfair to the two teams with almost as bad a record."

"As bad has happened once, the Lions sure turned it around quick. I am going to call these two and see if we can come to an agreement. On the outside chance they make me choose one and only one to hire, which do you wish to keep?"

"Defense, it is the more important one I think. Do be very persuasive, if we can get both we can be almost competitive out the door."

"I'll do my best. For right now if you do speak with any reporters have no comment on the coaching situation, these two are in the middle of their season."

After hanging up with Roger I jump up and down in excitement, Anna calls me a fair weather fan. I get a slice of pizza and heat it up in the microwave about halfway through eating it Tony comes into the house saying we are challenged to a snowball fight. I finish the pizza quick then go into our bedroom for a jacket. When I get out front I find Melanie and Tony waiting for us, Tony takes my hand, Melanie gets Anna and we all go to respective snow forts.

The first shot comes from Melanie, Tony returns fire then I do as Anna starts throwing. There really isn't much snow yet so we are taking parts of our forts after a little while. I have to rush over when Melanie falls back crying, at least until she sits up and throws a snow ball at me, Anna taking part in the pelting of me. I fall over laughing then get jumped on by Melanie trying to tickle me. I tickle her back until we are rolling around on the thin snow laughing.

We stop when there is a honk I sit up to see Frank sitting in his car parked at the curb. I get up and go over he rolls down his window laughing wondering if we are ready to go and I am wearing too much. I give him a dirty look then usher everyone inside to get ready to go for baseball. Not really wanting to go I find baseball boring, I get out of my clothes and go feral. Tony puts my choker on me then I get my belt, radio, and cell phone.

I end up riding in Frank's car, he was insistent on this one. Frank leads the way and keeps looking at me until I finally just ask him why he is looking at me.

"Well alright, I want to come to the next stock party."

"I had no idea we were doing the last one, I am sorry Frank but you are rather like dad it would weird me out if you came, fuck me or not. I need to ask Tony if Madison was there the whole time, I didn't really pay attention and took a nap. When I came to with Gomer just finishing with Miranda I noticed she was there making out with Marie."

"Marie was talking about it Madison sat upstairs with Anna while you were in the stock. I know how you feel about me being there I wouldn't feel quite right either, Wilma wants to go, we have used the stock a couple times. She's thinking maybe she wouldn't mind someone else, I was her first."

"Oh one of those see what she's been missing while she can things."

"Yeah little short notice I know, she's got a lump and is a little scared she will need surgery or chemo. We haven't even told Sally. Oh and I suppose you don't know this one yet, there are twenty two classrooms, covering grades one through six. Steffi is in second her birthday is coming up day after Thanksgiving. There is a sort of gap in the ages, fifth and sixth grade classes are combined because there wasn't enough of either."




Emap Ch. 09



"Let's go back to Wilma for a second, is she coming?"

"Yes, she's coming with Marie, they are going to pick up Madison and maybe Sally, Derek is coming but he wasn't at home when I called him. You are going to be the first base umpire by the way, so you don't fall asleep on us. This is important to the kids and it would make them feel bad."

We arrive at the sports store, I figured we would go to a Sports Authority or Walgreens instead we are at a little family owned store. The clerk just about drops dead when we come in before he dashes around the counter to help us. I have to hold him up when Frank says what we need. Bats are easy they sell them in varying sizes we agree on the aluminum bats, the wood bats are very expensive. We get red baseballs to account for the snow, the clerk swearing they are a little softer when they hit you and still fly as far. Gloves are a problem there are enough of each size except when it comes to catcher gloves. 

Frank goes and yells at Tony who comes in then agrees to be the catcher. We get him the pads after I insist and batting helmets after the clerk suggests it. Melanie comes in to use the bathroom, after we get out she goes straight to the footballs, she pulls out a regulation sized one with difficulty. I get a smaller one she can use easier, we buy both she's demanding at times. Frank puts a hat on me making me ask why he holds up one of the aluminum bats then goes and uses the batting practice ball on bungie cords. That was painful those bats are loud making me ask if there is a batting helmet in my size.

We try the batting helmet with the hat on, bearable, without the hat still loud so I make sure we get the hat and the helmet. Loaded down with stuff we ferry it out to the cars, most of it ends up in Tony's trunk, told you it was a big trunk. I take the time we are waiting for Frank to finish paying to tell Tony all about Wilma's desire to try the stock with someone besides Frank, and the lump. When Frank comes out we take off again, in no time he is asking.

"What did Tony say?"

"Well the first thing he said was he isn't doing Wilma. The second was that he hopes Wilma is fine and just has a lump. I think that means she can come and use the stock, most likely will need to find someone to do her besides you."

"I think Wilma knew that one already, she hasn't said but I get the feeling she has found someone already. News of a second stock being ordered has gone through the wives I think you are looking at fifty plus in your basement next time."

"Frank we only have fifteen families in the Brigade. I suppose sixteen since Derek joined it again, and two support families, as much as Marie and Madison can be considered family."

"Darryl always comes remember I think he's addicted to you, Marie talks about the stock nights. Melody according to Marie likes to watch you get fucked Marie thinks she wants to be the one in control. That gives you seventeen families, as far as Darryl and Melody being families it's roughly on par with Marie and Madison yet. You also didn't get told I guess, there are twenty five in the Brigade, Chicago has a lot of area and they wanted to be sure everything was represented. You will get a high rise apartment again, this time with an external emergency stairs so you can get back up easier."

"Oh I like that, how is Chicago on walk ups?"

"Pizza, there are tons of outside eating pizza places, we have been getting offers from a bunch of them, there is one in particular I like right in the middle of town, they sell slices and whole pizza so you are all set."

"That sounds great, though if possible find me some burger places to, pizza every night is a little over kill." 

"They sell burgers as well have some faith, ah here we are they are still going to the assembly so stay in the car." 

We have pulled into an elementary school parking lot there are kids in line going toward the gym as we pull in. Their teachers doing admirable jobs of keeping them in line and moving. Once they have disappeared from sight I am out of the car and looking for Wilma, I find her five cars over speaking with Marie, Sally and Madison. I go over and sniff at her a few times getting me odd looks from Madison and Marie.

"I smell nothing besides you and your deodorant, I think it's nothing but get checked anyway. I may not be good enough to tell yet." Wilma gives me a hug Sally gives us both a hug. "Hey where's Max?"

"Max is with Derek, they went shopping, they wouldn't say for what. They should be here any minute." Sally says a few tears in her eyes.

"Us men could use a few hands with all this stuff." Frank yells, I look to giggle we got a lot of stuff and the boxes are mostly impossible to stack.

Sally, Marie and I get the free boxes while Wilma and Madison follow us to the gym. Inside it is full of kids talking, they instantly quiet down when we come in then the murmurs start as they see what we are carrying. The principal comes over looking a little nervous.

"I haven't told them yet, wanted to wait for you. I'm not sure how well this will go over to the kids, though hopefully the cake party will help, one to each grade. We also have two extra classes, the fifth and sixth grade and the first graders."

"No problem we will do round robin like the college world series, takes two losses to be out. Might increase the number of games needed a little, are you sure the first graders will play?" Frank puts in letting me not say a word I didn't know what to do anyway.

"We can ask, they don't have to play and it might make life easier, only need say eleven kids a class anyway. Now who wants to tell the kids?"

"I'll do that, Jaguar isn't a fan of baseball." Frank says then walks closer to the kids. "That over there is Jaguar, the real Jaguar in case you are thinking a fake. We are here today to have you guys put on a baseball tournament we brought bats, gloves, and balls. Catcher gloves were lacking so that ugly guy over there is the catcher, I'm the home plate umpire Jaguar is the first base umpire and if he ever shows up my son is the third base umpire and coach. Now I mentioned tournament, there has to be something for the winner right, well in this case it is a tournament of class against class by grade, the winner of each grade gets a cake party in their class at a later date. We are doing round robin baseball since some of you grades are odd numbered and it makes for a better experience, one bad game doesn't end it for you. Any questions?"

There is a lot of talking and none of it in question form, the principal and the teachers are trying to quiet the kids down, finally I just roar. That gets quiet instantly, then some hands go up, the first one is if the kids have to play, the principal covers that saying only the ones who wish to play will, entire classes can not play if they choose. Most of the hands go down leaving only one a light skinned boy sitting next to Steffi has his hand up. I point to him and tell him to ask his question.

"Can we do a school championship as well?" This is met with a lot of cheering, I look at Frank not sure the fifth and sixth graders are bigger.

"Yes we can, the school champions will have a special food for their party we will figure that out at a later date. Now for monetary reasons the classes are sharing gloves bats and helmets, and catcher, that was for a lack of catcher gloves. Now if you classes will separate so Jaguar and I can help your teachers figure out who is playing."

Derek finally shows up with Max who runs straight for Melanie while the classes are separating and talking amongst themselves. Sally runs to him and tells him what I said to Wilma. He comes over to us with a smile.

"So what I miss besides mom probably being perfectly healthy?"

"We are doing round robin baseball and there will be a school champion. You are sure you remember baseball well enough to be the third base umpire and coach?" Derek looks at Frank and groans.

"Gee thanks dad for all the faith in me. Yes I can remember it I'm guessing Tony is catcher for the school for this."

"They didn't have many catcher gloves so we conscripted Tony. You got good timing you can help us with who plays for each class. We got aluminum bats so I had to buy a batting helmet and a regular hat to wear to stand it." Derek chuckles until I poke him with my finger.

We move over to the first graders first, there are a lot more wanting to play than we figured. Each class of first graders has about twenty volunteers, when it comes to pitchers most of the classes point to a specific kid. One class gets two volunteers for pitcher Frank tells Tony to get his glove and a ball. There is a pitch off and both are about equal so we flip a coin. I console the loser with if the team loses he can pitch the second game.

Second graders are about the same as the first graders, most want to play and most have one person to pitch. The only two pitcher class is Steffi's, her friend and another boy who is a little taller. Well pitch off again, the taller boy goes first his pitches have a little meat to them as Frank puts it. When Steffi's friend goes up a few of the kids are telling the white boy to give it up. Steffi tells him to give it his best so he goes over does a wind up that looks a little weird and let's a moving fastball go that snaps into the glove. 

The entire gym is silent at that, Frank and Tony look at each other then the kid. Derek chuckles and says whitey is pitching there isn't any argument on that one. There are a few more pitch off's, none get a pitch that snaps into the glove. Frank waves to the kids to get them to come in closer.

"OK, we took a while at that, the principal swears your parents have been contacted so know what we are doing and that the buses will be here in an hour. We are only going to do four inning games so hour is plenty unless we go extra innings. This means we have time for one game today, tomorrow you all get out an hour early and the same deal with the buses so two games. Now, is there any call on which grade should go first or do you guys want to see whitey pitch a game?"

There is a chant of whitey I mean the entire school is doing it. Derek and Tony are chuckling as the principal comes over and goes through a list, then calls out a teacher's name. There is some groaning at that from what I assume are her students they are playing against whitey. When we head out of the gym for the field which is an actual baseball field, not in the best of conditions but bases and benches at least, we find a lot of parents. Mostly mom's some dad's as well, whitey moves toward a couple, I assume his parents, I follow.

"Derek you seem to be popular today." The man says a lot of the kids are waving to Derek as they go past.

"Baseball tournament, your son here is the wonder of the pitching. He threw a pitch so hard it snapped into the glove. Everybody is calling him whitey and his class is playing first against another second grade class."

"Oh thank you for doing this Jaguar we were so worried he only has one friend." The woman says with some tears in her eyes.

"Why we are doing this, Steffi was worried about him and getting a lower grade in recess. We should get going for the field looks like most of the kids are over there."

We head that way until Derek, the one married to Sally, comes running over and pulls me ahead to Frank where I get a quick run down of how it works as a first base umpire. I tell Frank and Derek whitey is named Derek getting a chuckle from both, they tell me about Whitey Ford. Derek goes off to speak with the kids sending out eight including whitey getting a chant of whitey again. Frank calls out warm ups so whitey is tossed a ball, Derek takes another ball and starts tossing it to the infielders while whitey throws five pitches to Tony.

Derek comes by adjusts where I am standing, reminds me to not be hit by the ball then goes on to the other class. The first kid out looks really nervous, he even dives away from the first pitch, Frank calls it a strike as Tony helps the kid up who looks a little calmer now. He swings at the next pitch and misses Tony almost misses catching it this pitch really moved. The third pitch swing and a miss to a lot of cheering from the kids. The next kid up to bat looks a little sure of himself, until he swings and misses at the first pitch.

The next pitch he gets a piece of, straight into the fence about a foot to my left. Whitey winds up and pitches again, total swing and miss, the next kid up has a grin to his face. He makes contact twice foul ball both times, Steffi leads the rest of the kids in a chant of whitey. Whitey yells Derek, Sally's Derek yells what making whitey groan and shake his head. He winds up and pitches, the batter swings makes contact and hits the fence a foot to my right.

"Derek am I supposed to be right here?" I yell across to Derek with a lot of laughter all the way around.

"You are allowed to move you know."

"I haven't been in the way yet, these kids sure seem to like trying to put me there."

"I'll teach you how to home plate umpire and you can stand back here if you prefer." Frank yells at me.

"I'm fine here just wanted to make sure I was in the right place, I am starting to think I'm standing on the playing field."

"With whitey pitching there doesn't seem to be one. Now if you umpires are done stalling us, two outs two strikes." Tony puts in standing up and holding up two fingers then gets in a crouch again.

This time whitey gets a swing and a miss to cheering from his team and clapping. The opposing pitcher looks pretty good, no strike outs but a pop fly and a ground ball to third base to get thrown out is just as good. The third kid up however gets a hit, blooper out to left field not reached by the fielder until it lands. The kid after him looks happy he's the tall one that wanted to pitch the pitcher groans then goes into his windup. There is a crack of the bat hitting the ball problem is the ball goes straight up hits the overhanging chain links and goes straight for me.

I step out of the way the ball hits the ground and bounces away to the first baseman. I resume my spot look at the kid at bat who is trying to not laugh then look over at Derek.

"Derek if this keeps up you are so first base umpire."

"I can't coach from over there the runners are looking at third not first."

"You will figure it out these kids are trying to bean me."

"If they are they would simply change where they hit to. One strike two outs."

There is a lot of laughter at our exchange, the pitcher looking calmer winds up and throws. This time the batter swings earlier and almost beans Derek, Derek gets up out of the dirt dusts himself a little then resumes his spot.

"Ah come on, you are supposed to bean Jaguar not me I'm the darn coach."

"Hey no encouraging them on aiming at me."

"Adults act like adults or be put into a time out." Frank yells making me and Derek laugh.

The next pitch he gets a piece of and puts it into play, fielded by the shortstop and thrown to first it is close. I have to call Frank over to discuss it, I'm not really sure. The ball hit the glove and the foot hit base at almost the same time. After asking if there was a space between sounds which there was not he calls it safe. The next kid up looks unsure when the pitcher throws he swings making contact and sending a blooper out just past the infielder and well short of the outfield.

Derek urges the kid on second to run home which he does ahead of the throw. The next kid up to bat looks quite sure of himself he makes contact on the first pitch making me move out of the way. The cheering has me look to see the first baseman has caught the ball. Derek goes over to whitey's team and speaks with them before sending out eight, Steffi runs over and man's first base. Derek on the way to the now batting team hands me a glove and a ball, I have to ask how hard I am throwing.

That makes Derek come back he takes the glove and backs away telling me to throw as hard as whitey in a straight line. Steffi tells me to throw a little harder, so I do getting a distinct snap noise out of the glove when Derek catches it. He calls that good hands me the glove back and goes speak to the hitting team. Steffi has me throw to third and it is returned through second and first. I throw one to short stop who tosses it to second then to third then first. Derek calls warm ups over as he comes to collect the glove and ball.

"I want to keep the glove so I can catch the ball when they try and bean me."

"Nope, you are not to interfere with the play whenever possible, we don't want you running all over the place catching the ball." I have to groan at that, like I would.

"Daddy Derek is being mean to me." I yell out to a lot of laughter.

Frank looks at me then Derek walking to third and groans.

"Jaguar you are not to have a glove so you don't interfere with the plays we discussed it already."

The kid to bat moves up, a girl rather on the short side of things. Tony calls time out then runs over to whitey Steffi goes as well waving at me to follow. When I get there Tony is talking to whitey about throwing balls to first and hoping the next kid is taller, Steffi turns to me.

"What he just said is he thinks we should walk her to move on to the next kid in the hopes there is a bigger strike zone."

"Walk that is where the batter gets four balls and walks to first?" I have to ask I only watched one game and Tony explained it fast.

"Yes, she's only like three and a half feet, gives us a strike zone of maybe half a foot." Tony says whitey is looking at her then us.

"I want to pitch to her, if she walks she walks but this will be a challenge and that's good."

Tony smiles and heads back to home plate, Steffi gives whitey a hug then walks with me back to first.

"You like him don't you?"

"Not as much as you like Tony but yes he is smart and really good at throwing a ball." Steffi tells me with a smile as she stops at her spot off first base.

"You kids do grow up faster now I was eight before I found a boy I liked."

I get back in my spot and watch as whitey winds up and throws, the girl swings at it. She almost misses, gets a piece of it but only enough to send it into the dirt under Tony. Frank hobbles around for a second complaining about not having shin guards then calls it a strike. The next pitch is called a ball, Steffi and whitey arguing that it was a strike. After Frank yells it looked low to him whitey sighs then winds up, this time the girl makes better contact, sends the ball bouncing and rolling at me. I get out of the way with a sigh, Steffi is giggling as she gets the ball.

The next pitch she makes even better contact, Steffi has to scramble for the ball in the field. Whitey runs over to catch the ball from Steffi I have to call the girl safe she actually beat the throw by the tiniest of margins. The girl stands on first and dances too much amusement, even Steffi is laughing. The next kid up stands weird, Tony pulls third and second closer. Frank calls time then runs over to me quick.

"Chances are good Derek told them to run and bunt, if the kid doesn't make contact Tony throws to second, we need an umpire there and you are the winner. If Tony makes a throw to second you need to be over there to see if the runner makes it or not."

Once Frank is back behind Tony whitey winds up and throws, the girl on first does run. The bunter doesn't make contact so Tony springs up to throw the short stop is on the base not looking my way. I run over quick in the outfield almost before moving closer. It is a really good throw, low enough the kid can catch it without straining up or going low, the runner is out by a foot. The batter takes a normal stance, everybody moves back to where they started.




Emap Ch. 09



The batter up now strikes out, the one following him does a short pop fly that Steffi very happily catches. The third batter turns into a sort of duel, he keeps hitting foul balls, four in all with one ball before whitey finally gets one past him. The next kid up from whitey's team hits a dropping line drive it sails over the infield then drops quick he ends up on second. Steffi comes up next, the first pitch swing and a miss, the second she makes me move out of the way.

The third pitch however she makes good contact on, the ball skims along the ground at a good speed in between second and third. Closer to third so the third baseman goes for it leaving third base open for the runner on second to make it. The throw to first is not in time, Steffi dances on first. The next batter up hits a line drive right to the second baseman. Steffi starts dancing again urging me to dance I give in and dance with her getting a lot of cheering.

The next batter gets a good piece of the ball sending it flying into the outfield, the outfielder catches it. Derek sends the kid on third home, Steffi stays put making me wonder aloud why she stayed.

"I stayed on first because they threw it to second we are going to have to teach you baseball."

I sigh baseball isn't a game I particularly enjoy watching, though I admit being the first base umpire isn't bad. Steffi takes a rather good sized lead off first, returning to first when the batter swings and misses. She gets into her lead again, this time the batter makes contact and Steffi is off for the races. Unfortunately he hits a ground ball fielded by the short stop, toss to second then first gets Steffi and the new runner out. Steffi runs back to her dugout as Derek goes over, after a little while Steffi comes back to first base.

""We didn't have enough not played yet so I was able to get back out here on first." Steffi tells me at my questioning look at her.

Derek tosses me the ball as he goes past to get the batting side ready, after my first throw to third Tony asks me to throw it at him. Steffi urges me to throw it harder at Tony I do with a little reluctance, there is a really good snap and the glove moving back. Tony tosses it to third then pulls his hand out of the glove shaking it I toss it to third on my last toss. Derek catches it from Steffi on his way to his spot at third as the next batter moves up.

The principal appears when buses pull into the loading area he announces last inning, unless the score is tied or the home team is losing after this team bats we are going home. This is met with some groaning as the principal moves off the field. Whitey winds up and throws for a strike, then a ball, then a line drive right at me, Steffi almost catches it, she has to leap and catches the edge of the ball. It stays foul at least the next pitch is a strike, this batter goes off looking disappointed.

The next batter comes up gets a foul to my left, then another foul to my left a little closer to me. A ball is thrown, then another foul at Derek, followed by two more fouls near me.

"Hey stop trying to bean me already." I yell getting a lot of laughs.

The next pitch he misses so he goes back to the dugout the next kid up is a girl. This one is not short so there is no conversation, there is some chanting however. First pitch is a ball, second pitch is a foul, third pitch is a swing and a miss, the chanting gets louder. The fourth pitch she gets a piece of it Steffi scrambles for the ball comes up with it and tosses it to whitey for an out barely. Whitey and Steffi get carried off the field by their teammates, followed by Anna and whitey's parents so they don't get on the bus. The losing team comes out of the dugout looking dejected Frank trots over with Tony.

"Come on cheer up guys, you're not out of the contention yet, two losses to be gone." Frank says to some groans.

"You got a base hit against him, almost had a second if Steffi didn't play it so well, he's not unhittable." Tony puts in to some smiles.

We help the principal collect everything and put it in his office so the kids don't try and play with them. When we go back to our cars we find Anna sitting on the hood of Tony's car with whitey and Steffi, his parents standing there.

"Steffi wants to do a sleep over with whitey here on Saturday night. She wanted Friday his parents have other plans with him, visiting grandma." Anna says as we get closer.

"If it's no bother, Derek hasn't seen the Indiana Jones movies and your daughter said you own all of them." Whitey's mom says looking a little hopeful.

"Steffi was whitey the only one you wanted to bring?" I have to ask this one, Steffi has a grin on her face.

"Yes he is Melanie wouldn't have any fun with lots of older kids. We can bring more when we stay at whitey's house." Whitey's parents look a little unsure on that one.

"We would be happy to have him stay over, bring him by at three or so. If we are lucky he can teach Melanie some control, she's not so good on accuracy." Tony says with a smile, I poke him.

"Worry about her accuracy when she's six, she still has problems staying on her feet. Let's see, if he is staying over Saturday night that means he will be there on Sunday, we have a barbeque every Sunday all three of you are welcome to be there for it. No need to bring anything, we make hamburgers, chili cheese dogs, ambrosia and potato salad, we always have leftovers."

"We would be delighted to come, there is one question first are your dogs kosher? We're Jewish and we insist on eating kosher, our rabbi swears by your chili so the dogs are the only question." Whitey's dad says with a big smile.

"We have beef sausages for this Sunday the pork ones come out a little strange tasting to us. The chicken they make are delicious but very much like the chili, the company admits they got the idea for it from the Jaguar chili." I say getting smiles from whitey's parents.

Frank leads me over to his car where I get a hug from Wilma and Melanie before she goes the other way to Tony. Wilma gets in the back seat after she and Frank tell me to sit in the front. I wave to Sally as she drives off with Derek and Max then we get under way.

"So come on out with it did you find a head coach?" Wilma asks leaning forward to get closer to me.

"I found two I hope, out of all of the coaches offering to come coach for us, there were only two that spoke to me. A defense minded coach from a small college his team has given up ten touchdowns in the last three years. What he said for his goals and philosophy were spot on for us. There was an offensive coach as well, small college I guess there is a trend in there somewhere. This one runs a west coast offense without the motion and play action, his goal is to keep the defense guessing simply by lining up in the same formation and going different directions. Lots of slants and cuts and a running game are key to his plan."

"That sounds great, what happens if we have to pick one?" Frank asks looking at me while we sit at a red light.

"I was asked the same thing on the phone by Goodell I told him if we have to pick one defense."

"Defense isn't as exciting, not that I am disagreeing with you. I liked watching Joe Montana, but I know defense nine times out of ten wins the game. Oh Frank hasn't said yet, can I come next time you do a stock night?"

"Yes, I'd prefer if you went on one of them after I get off. Speaking of which has Gomer mentioned when the second one will arrive?"

"Not so far, they only said they would order one last night. Might get a Gomer-ism tonight over the radio, here's your place, go on in and get dressed. I gotta drive Wilma home and go back to work for a couple hours."

I wave as they drive away then go in Tony hasn't gotten home yet so head for the kitchen. I check the fridge to find we have not really that much in the way of things for dinner. There is the pizza and the roast beef I made last night needing to be cut. I pull out the roast beef and slice it up semi thin then put it into a plastic bag. Checking the freezer I don't find much there either, some frozen hamburger and the sausages for the barbeque. There is ice cream and a half full box of fruit pops for Melanie and Steffi, then my cell phone rings. I check it to find it is Roger Goodell, thinking I may need to give him a special ring tone I answer it.

"So Jaguar I got good news, there was no choosing involved, they liked the idea of co head coaching. They both want to wait for their season to end before saying anything. I'm sending them the information on the assistants who have expressed interest, these we can announce sooner. A few will announce it themselves I'm sure."

"Sounds great, people seeing we are getting a staff together will be more apt to buy."

"Not terribly sure we will need that, the sales if they keep going like they are from the last few days. Well if they keep going for it was... ah here it is... if the sales from the last few days keep going apace we will be over one hundred thousand shares sold in another week. The movie people and actors have fallen all over this, the ones who live in Los Angeles still at least."

"Well that brings to mind a question actually, does it matter how much stock a person owns? Actors make more than I do so they can band together and have the majority unless these stocks work different."

"These stocks work different, the number a person owns only means how soon they get to ask for season tickets. The more a person owns the better the seats, for owner meetings, each person is one vote. Now there is one other thing on the agenda, we have reworked the stadium. As per your wishes the stadium has been reworked to get the fans closer. Florida may call foul but we are adding the metal framework for the fans to stomp on. We also have the extra space at each end zone for the fans to group together and lean over. This is far and away the most fan friendly stadium design, if you can get the fans to bring the noise they will bring a whole new meaning to home field advantage."

"Sounds great, probably make a good commercial. Roger unless there is anything else I gotta find something to watch I'm home alone."

Roger hangs up with a chuckle I set the oven to pre heat for the pastrami then turn it off. Chances are good Tony is taking so long because they are shopping and will come back with something to cook for dinner. I look at the TV and decide to not watch something. I head into the bedroom intending to get dressed instead I sit on the bed then start to play with myself. Fingers tweaking my nipples I move back on the bed wondering why I don't do this more.

One hand trails down my body to find I am moist and ready, at first I just probe at me a little, mostly running my fingers over my folds and clit. As my finger slides inside of me moving back and forth I can't help but think of my past lovers. I go over each in turn, lingering on my first husband and his love of putting me on my back when he got home. Then Miguel, he brought new meanings to passionate bringing me to the time on the train.

It was hot that day, the day after Miguel had me the first time, I had enjoyed him in me so offered up token resistance when he put his moves on me on the train. We moved to an empty section of the train, the last passenger carriage with only a few people at the front of it. We went to the back of it past the last sleeping room I am pressed up into the wall there. Miguel pulls up my dress which I am happy for, cotton is not good for letting wind through.

He pulls my undergarments down then off, gets my dress up high again and comes to me. He kisses me as he slides his thick cock inside of me to keep me from moaning to loud. He just took me then, his cock plowing in and out of me about as often as the train made noises over the tracks. I have to hold on to him as he fucks me and I don't care it's just what I needed. I admit to loving his cock in me, Miguel saying he loves my pussy as he fucks me to a few orgasms before he floods me with his fluids.

That was the closest I ever got to from behind before Tony, my fingers moving in me to help with the enjoyment of the memory. That thought gets me to roll over on my shoulders and knees, two hands moving in me now I move my breasts against the sheets. I think on Tony and his insistent fucking of me in his hallway that was when he put Melanie in me.

I keep moving thinking back on how Tony had tasted how he looked and felt as he fucked me like Miguel had. I moan as I remember how he had bent me over, my fingers going in me fast and sure. I picture what it was like to be bent over getting fucked for my first time like that, the excitement. It brings me over the boiling point and I moan out my orgasm my fingers still moving to extend it, I reach a second then a third fast on the heels of the previous before I fall on my back. Hearing Tony's car pulling into the driveway I pull on my robe and go help with the groceries.



Emap Ch. 10



This day sucks I don't want to move I really don't, Detroit has lots of problems it does. It also has the best heaven I've ever found besides in Los Angeles, jokes about cat's and fish aside I love a good hamburger. That is not the reason this day sucks, we are leaving Darryl, Anna, Steffi, and Melody I was the maid of honor in their marriage. I'm familiar with the reason for the marriage, two months pregnant was common when I was young. 

Steffi was delighted, and now she is very sad, so is Melanie. Neither want us to move, Anna is not taking it well. I think the only person taking this move well is Marie, my cousin is moving with her. This is good, they are getting an apartment in the same building we are, won't need to drag Sally over or conscript a neighbor. Brandon our neighbor a patrol officer during the night is helping us get the last of our things into the car. Anna and Steffi are sitting on their porch probably freezing and crying as much as the chill will allow.

Melanie is downright balling in the back seat of the car as we get the last of the things in. I give Brandon a hug, remind him to keep Anna safe then go over to Anna and Steffi. I give them both a big hug, tears falling down my cheeks remind them again of our email address we had given Darryl and Melody a computer for their wedding presents. When I turn to get in the car Anna takes my hand and reminds me when the Angels play her Lions we are coming to Detroit. I promise her we will all sit in a great big luxury box and have a great time.

I get in the car and off we go, the movers had packed up and left perhaps half an hour ago. I curl up on Tony's lap and cry with Melanie as we head to the interstate my eyes falling on the Angels tag hanging off the rearview mirror. The name of our team was actually something of a fluke, the baseball team was rather happy with it, you can buy an Angels baseball cap and it works as an Angels football cap, we picked similar colors. It is a fluke simply because at the owners meeting nobody could agree on a name, I wanted brawlers, a few of the celebrities wanted stars or celebrities. Jack Nicholson wanted Lakers, he wasn't at the meeting had been saying it at Lakers games he is to big into basketball.

We had been tossing around names left and right, a few liked Jaguar I refused to go for that one. The coaches did as well, longshoremen was bandied about for a while, near the end of the meeting I was getting annoyed and mostly just muttering to myself said one would think in the city of angels a good idea would come. A number of the baseball players lived in Los Angeles and stood right up saying that is a great idea. I'm confused for a moment until it is passed around and everybody was chanting Angels. 

With the whole room liking it I had no choice but to go with it, the rest of the world learned about the name with a commercial. It was mostly computer generated except for me, has me standing with my back to the screen tail twitching. The music comes on I turn fast claw the screen twice it falls down and you see Angels football. The sales on the stuff was almost unheard of, mugs, hats and emblems were selling off the shelves faster than they could be made.

There is going to be shirts as well, no player's yet not quite time for free agency, there will be through the summer two kinds of shirts, the inaugural season player jersey and a Jaguar jersey, with the open back so I can wear it and not be stuck scratching my back on a corner. I wouldn't have to wear it for long it was a silly petition to put me in a shirt by concerned parents. They didn't care I don't show nipples and I am more covered than someone in a bikini, they wanted me in a shirt on the football games. So just to spite them we designed a barely covering shirt called it a Jaguar jersey so it would be worn on the streets and are going to sell them in about two weeks.

To spite the concerned parents more, I will wear the jersey for a little while then take it off and toss it to the fans as part of the opening ceremonies. This of course is all announced, the concerned parents, an actual organization you would think concerned parents would simply make sure their own kids are not doing anything wrong, file a lawsuit as I plan to be indecent on national television. Even Nancy Grace can't stop laughing about this, she gets in her usual tirade about my lack of training I think she has it recorded then calls the concerned parents overbearing pricks.

I am taken out of my reverie of the emblem by Tony squeezing my breast. I sit up the first thing I notice is Melanie is not crying the second thing is we are pulling into a parking lot. I look around confused to realize we are in Chicago at our new apartment, Madison at my window looking excited trotting along next to the car. I roll the window down all the way letting in the freezing cold Madison slips in through the window then rolls it back up.

"You missed the building its impressive looking, white I think, hard to tell with all the snow. I'm surprised you have a floor in this car still with all the salt on the roads."

"They coated the bottom of the car before we moved to Washington and do it again every year. All of the brigade cars get coated because they are old cars, there is talk of running out new cars for us hybrids was the last I heard." I look at Tony wondering why he never said this to me, and why I care.

"I thought they were gearing up for only electric cars it's only a year to go before the law comes in."

"Madison did you only come in to say the building is white and impressive?" I can't help but ask that one as Tony finally pulls into a parking spot.

"No, I came in to say welcome home and Frank wants to talk to you, your phone you aren't answering and Tony's is off."

"My phone is in the mover's truck." I look at Tony.

"With you two balling I never would have heard the conversation. Come on let's see the apartment."

We get out of the car Marie comes over looking excited as we get Melanie out of the safety seat. We look around the outside of the building from the parking lot, the emergency stairs are facing an alley that looks and rather smells terrible. I give Tony a dirty look as we move to the entrance in the front there is a front desk with a very excited man. He jumps up and comes around the desk to shake our hands handing over four sets of keys. Marie looks at her key set, Madison's set then my set.

"Hey these are all for the same apartment." Tony and I look at our keys then theirs.

"Yes it seems there was confusion on that the top floor apartment is a three bedroom. When the company got the request for apartments for four adults and one child they said no problem, the problem is there was only the top floor available, there was assumed to be a vacancy coming, there was not. The mayor called the company then me I am to tell you that if you wish the city will put either couple into a hotel until suitable accommodations are available, might be a while, Chicago is doing better than Detroit. I think you should look at the apartment they are very spacious especially this one there should be no problems cohabitating. There will be documents in the kitchen on the counter when you get there I'll run over the important parts, leave the windows for the emergency stairs locked unless you are sitting there. I am Irvin your evening security officer and mail holder, your home phones will be hooked into the system pick it up and press star to get me for any emergency or problem. There is an alarm system built into the apartment, mostly for someone trying to break in through the emergency stairs it has happened very loud system. They run away when the alarm goes off and not for a while so it is perfectly safe."

"Are the elevators large? We have a big TV and bed on the way surprised the movers are not here yet." Tony says looking at Marie.

"Movers are here, they pulled in about fifteen minutes before you did there is a freight elevator on the other side to move in and out. A second one pulled in a minute or two after, I told the one for Samson to move in, I wasn't sure if you two will stay or take the hotel."

"We may as well put our stuff in, even if we take the hotel it's better to be here than rotting in a truck or a storage building." Marie says to me Madison nodding.

"Get the other truck unloaded their stuff at least will stay for the time being."

"Right away, the elevator for you is over here, you want the fourteenth floor." Irvin says in answer to Tony then heads out a side door.

We find the elevator and go up, Melanie laughing at a lack of button for thirteenth floor. Reaching the top we get out into a rather small anteroom with one door, Tony opens it. We go in with gasps it is a very large apartment, I head straight for the kitchen to find electric stove, a big side door refrigerator and enough shelves to store things for an army. Madison followed me, she bumps into me staring at everything, I look at her, she looks back then we are jumping up and down in excitement.

We get interrupted by Marie and Tony yelling at us to come look, we do to find the bedrooms are equally huge. Each one has a bathroom of sorts I have to groan at the lack of walls for the bathroom. Marie walks over to the wall grabs a handle and pulls out a sectional to cover it up.

"How is it in sounds? Tony pee's on his feet and the sound is horrible."

This gets a lot of yucks out of everyone except Tony he just grins. Marie pulls the section back starts the sink and shuts it again there is virtually no sound for me I smile at this.

"If anyone is going to a hotel it is my cousin I am not leaving this kitchen." Madison stands strong until I stomp on her foot.

"This is our apartment, the top floor is the one set aside for Tony, Melanie and I. If anyone is leaving that kitchen it's you two."

"Nobody is leaving the kitchen, these bedrooms are huge we can all fit in so long as Marie doesn't try and sleep with my wife." Marie looks at Tony then kicks him in the shin.

"I'm doing your wife's cousin I wouldn't do your wife, well besides at those parties. Brings up a point, where are the stocks going?"

"We would like to know that one as well, they were near first on the truck." We all look to see the movers standing there with the stocks.

"Well first Melanie do you want this room?" Melanie looks at me then shakes her head. "Right here for now, we can move them about later before we set them, need to ask if we can I think."

The movers bring the stocks in and leave them at the wall close to the bathroom. Melanie goes out followed by Marie and Madison to find their own rooms. Leaving the bedroom we find the sofa is in, along with the TV, they are bringing in the computer and desk now. When I yawn Tony takes my coat off, puts me on the sofa then covers my head with my coat. I nod off rather quickly the thick wool coat covering up the sound well enough to leave me there for a while.

When I get up there is an argument over the tables, Madison wants to use her table that has been in our family for almost one hundred years. Tony wants to use our table that is a little larger. I walk over getting both arguments at once I hit Tony on the head, then hit Madison on the head. Melanie scolds me for hitting daddy Marie is just sitting on Madison's table laughing.

"Can we sit them end to end?"

"Wouldn't leave much room, would have to put one against the wall to get to both sides." Tony says with a sigh.

"Well let's do that, Madison's table out here, its real wood like our table in Los Angeles."

"You have a table in Los Angeles? Why didn't you take it with you?" Madison asks looking confused.

"It wouldn't come out we had to get a man to build it in the apartment."

We get the tables squared away I move into the kitchen and unpack it. Madison and Marie watch in amazement as I zip about the entire area putting in everything of mine, and most of Madison's kitchen utensils. I get Melanie to go unpack her room as I move into our bedroom and get the bed in order along with find my cell phone and radio. When there is a knock on the door I look at Tony and Marie, both shrug. I go and open it to find Frank and Wilma standing there with bags of hamburgers.

"Oh good I was afraid they ordered pizza." Frank laughs as he comes in and gives me a hug.

"Thought we would bring you something good to make up for the little apartment mix up." Wilma gives me a kiss on the cheek.

Wilma and Frank look around the apartment they laugh at the tables then look at the kitchen.

"Heavens, I see where your priorities are."

"You missed it she unpacked the kitchen and set it up in about five minutes." Marie says leaning against the table making Wilma look at her then me.

"I'm tempted to ask you to come over and unpack us we got the important already, bed and TV. The rest will come out over the next couple of days."

"Where's Melanie?" I point to the middle door that is closed Frank goes and knocks. "Hey small fry come on out we got food."

Melanie opens the door in about half a second and is jumping up and down to be picked up. Frank picks her up then heads for the tables Tony gets her booster seat into one of Madison's chairs. Wilma gets the bags to the table while I get plates getting a raised eyebrow from Wilma.

"We got a dishwasher and it is all Madison's job." Madison looks over at me and shakes her head.

"Oh no you don't, I'm the one that makes dinner you're the dishwasher." I have to giggle then point to the dishwasher in the kitchen.

"We have a machine you just get to load it, I don't trust Tony to do it and Marie bursts into flames going near a kitchen." Wilma and Madison laugh at this, Tony chuckles Marie looks a little offended.

"Hey I don't burn water I'll have you know."

I put the plates out then sit down only to realize there are no cokes. I get up and go into the kitchen for no particular reason, we did not pack any. I groan and go sit down then look over at Tony with my needy eyes.

"We don't have any cokes." Frank starts to laugh then gets up.

"We do, hang on I put the box by the door."

I smile at Frank and his box of cokes, Melanie claps and cheers for grandpa. Franks bows and passes out cokes, Wilma has Frank put the box in the kitchen then hands his can over to me I shake it fast and hand it back. Wilma is grinning when Frank comes back he grabs up the can then points it at me and opens it. Melanie is howling in laughter at this, I groan then head for the bedroom and my robe.

"You shake the can to much just a little is enough to get a face full." Frank tells me with a grin when I sit again.

"These had better be good burgers." I get two burgers and a big thing of fries from Tony making me groan. "I didn't really want to do a run the cell phone is quite good for it."

"Makes the people happy, just run around all over town and go to your new heaven try some pizza. I heard they are working on adding fish sandwiches and salads to the menu for you."

"Frank you should know by now I'm not that cattish. Why salads that is a little odd I'm not big on those?"

"That was my idea, it's not your standard salad it's got refried beans with lots of meats, some fish and cheese in a fried shell like you can get from Taco Bell. They are not very big for regular people to eat." Marie says around her burger.

"There is lettuce in there as well, no point in not having some." Madison adds I am left smiling it sounds good.

"Tony you should get your TV hooked up to the cable it just comes with the apartment." 

"I don't recall seeing any lines for the cable. Emap check the papers they left for us there might be some stashed." I get up and go for the papers thanking Frank as I pass him for the information.

As it turns out there are not any cables so I have to call Irvin. He swears he will run some up in a couple minutes. I go open the door so Irvin can just come in then go sit down again.

"I suppose I should ask this one before Irvin arrives with the cable. Am I going to need the lights here?" Everybody looks at Frank he grins and shakes his head.

"No, Chicago has done much better than Detroit. We are only here because of the gangs. They asked for us to come to get people to believe in the police again so the gang violence will slow down."

"Do they have any idea on how bad the drug labs are here?"

"No, like most any city the cops only know about them when the neighbors complain or they get a plausible reason to suspect there is one. The gangs don't help they make it almost impossible to run surveillance." I sigh and look down I only have half a burger left.

"Are the dispatchers hooked up to our channel? I may as well respond to something while I'm out there."

"They are we were listening on the way over. Been a few complaints on the neighborhood our guys are in. Two of the dispatchers took exception they have family or actually live in the same area."

Irvin comes in then, he has a few cables for our uses. Tony collects them and heads for the TV.

"Irvin while you are here, we have two stocks we would like to bolt to the floor, would that be alright?" Irvin looks at me his jaw dropping for a moment before he recovers.

"Yes that is perfectly fine. So long as said bolts are less than four feet. There is actually a thirteenth floor it is a crawlway floor that nobody uses. You can be as loud as you want up here so long as the windows stay shut."

"Irvin is there anyone living in the alley? We caught a bit of a smell like it's a toilet." Marie asks getting a groan from Irvin.

"There shouldn't be, some of the homeless do come around to raid the garbage back there. Luckily it is to open and windy for actual occupation, I will go and take a look for you. If there is anyone I'll call the cops and get them taken to a shelter." Irvin smiles, then turns and retreats quickly.

"Well I guess he's not going to come up to watch football with us." Tony says with a sigh, so I hit him on the arm.

"What I don't provide enough excitement for you?" I get a groan and then his face in his hands for the question.

"I'm surprised Irvin didn't comment on the kitchen being unpacked." Frank says with a grin then Wilma hits him on the head.

"Frank, there are four women here, guys tend to assume women can cook and find it a priority."

"I am going for my run, Frank help Tony bolt in the stocks and get the cable running to everything I do want to start my research on Egyptian." I say as I get up and head for the bedroom for my radio and cell phone.

Turning the radio on to report in as I exit the bedroom I find a report is already being filed. I groan remembering how the last time the moving in day report had gone.

"I'm telling you there is something fishy about this house. There is no car, no light evident, but I swear to you someone is there. I can hear a radio from the house."

"As I said the house is listed as foreclosed on and recently purchased. There should be no one there." Is the dispatcher's reply, I don't recognize the other voice.

"This is Jaguar reporting in for a run, where is this house I'll drop by and give a sniff."

I get the address and sign off giving a sigh I give Tony and Melanie a kiss before heading to the window. Marie opens it for me holding up her cell phone so I know to call on my way back. I give her a hug and then drop to the building next to ours where I input the address.

There is cheering when I drop to the street and take off. Chastising myself for being a little careless I follow the cell phone. Frank wasn't kidding Chicago looks a lot better than Detroit, though there is trash everywhere. Trash cans on the sidewalk bits of it all over the place. Though the worst part is the cars it seems people drive everywhere here, there are also lots of people walking, but mostly cars.




Emap Ch. 10



While stopped on a corner waiting for the cell phone to catch up, the cars disappeared and I got to speed up, I am shot. That was unexpected, even more unexpected is what I see when I turn, I was shot by a kid. Couldn't be more than fourteen, dressed all in red and black. He's wearing a baseball hat on his head sideways sneering at me before he turns and runs. I grab up my radio before chasing after him to report what happened and where I am.

He got farther than I would have expected in this alley packed full of boxes and garbage. He screeches when I grab his jacket and pull him to a stop, his hat falling off. He tries to reach for it I just pull him back with me grabbing the gun when he pulls it out to shoot me again. He sits sullenly on the curb while I check on my patrol car it will be here in a minute. He just sits there staring at the street until the patrol car stops near us.

"I didn't do nothing." He shot up and is waving his hands around.

"Jaguar what happened?" The cop obviously had been apprised of the situation when it comes to me, he is ignoring the kid.

"I was on my way to check on a supposedly occupied empty house and get to know the city. I had to stop to let the cell phone catch up and this kid here shot me. When I turned he's standing there sneering at me then ran. I caught him in the alley and dragged him back toward the street. During this he tried to shoot me again."

"Bitch made me lose my hat and wouldn't let me pick it up." Apparently the kid has given up on playing innocent.

"Get him out of here, I have better things to do than listen to some little boy." The cop is grinning as he handcuffs the kid and stuffs him in the car.

The kid on the other hand is just staring at me his mouth hanging open. Apparently someone had told him that he meant something because he could swear. Perhaps because he wore a certain color, or that he belonged to such and such a group. Shaking my head I take off again, somewhat glad that I am not shot again. Once I have found the right house it becomes obvious what is going on, at least to me.

I call in a pot house and break the door down. I am greeted with barking first, at least until the dog sees me and I growl. It turns and runs, tail tucked firmly between its legs. Next up is the guy nominally in charge here, smoking a joint and packing a shotgun. There are pot plants everywhere, I can't decide on if this first room is his supply or the stuff they sell. Moving out of the way when he fires I get to him through the plants.

After looking through the rest of the house I find there is no one else here. Happily I turn the place over to the regular police and resume my exploration of Chicago. I find the city to be really rather nice looking, with the elevated trains, the old buildings sitting next to new buildings. The river is worse looking than it was the last time I had been here. The corner market is still there, though different building, still more or less the same look. I can't help myself I go inside to look around half expecting to see old man Wilkins behind the counter.

No old man Wilkins, instead a confusing array of shelves covered in the latest version of things you need. There is still a soda fountain, larger than the one I remember. Memories of the times I have come to this very store with my father on his trips fill my mind as I head for the fountain. Looking at the array of drinks for something that I remember I smile at the young man who appears in front of me.

"I can't believe this is still here, I haven't been here in over a hundred years."

"I can't believe I'm standing here talking to Jaguar." I smile bigger at him.

"I must ask how old is the original recipe you are bragging about? Would it be the same recipe old man Wilkins would feed me or newer?"

"Depends on which old man Wilkins you mean, my grandparents bought this place in the sixties from what they always called old man Wilkins. They swear the recipe came from someone older than him."

"Oh now I'm excited, he always had the best chocolate malted so I am going to order one and hope its close." I reach for my purse and realize what I am doing. "Well I will if you do not mind billing the city, I did not bring any money with me on my run."

He opens his mouth to say something then looks toward the door. I look as well seeing three guys dressed in the same color pattern. One is carrying a shotgun the other two are carrying pistols looking at me.

"Get down low and stay there until I say its all clear." 

I don't look to see if he did, I charge the three men. The shotgun manages to get a shot on me he hits me in the shoulder. I stumble a little yet still manage to punch the one on the right. He's flying backwards out the door as I drop low and kick out getting both in the legs. They fall a shot ringing out at the ceiling as I get up. Dust and parts of the ceiling falling down on me I slap both hard knocking them out.

Radio in one hand I head for the one I launched and drag him out of the street. He only managed to land on the edge of the street. I still drag him back to lie next to the other two. When I get back inside still talking to dispatch I get a surprise, I'm given a chocolate malted milkshake. Oh it's just like I remember, sweet but not sweet with plenty of flavor and a slight tang to it. It's so good I comment on it over the radio getting a grin out of my new favorite soda jerk. The patrol arrives finally with two ambulances to take the three off my hands.

The entire city explored with a lot of honks and yells on the way I head to my new heaven. This is a strange place, it's on the corner well more of under the corner. There are tables running along one side of the building it is under. I think about it for a moment, without much of a fence in between the tables and the sidewalk I'd be bothered. Inside I go to mostly silence every single person there is staring at me. One of the waitresses comes over quick with a towel in her hand.

"Here use this you have blood on you." She says holding out the towel.

"Thank you, there isn't much of a fence out there so I'm going to need to sit inside." I say as I wipe at myself with the towel.

"I told Eddie the same thing, didn't listen to me of course. Let's see, ah yes we got an empty table over there, follow me please."

I follow the waitress to a small table and get a menu. Looking around I realize I'm in the corner near the bar area. Focusing on the menu I go through and decide on a pizza and soda. 

"I'll have a pan pizza with as much meat as you can fit, and a coke."

"Are you going to need a box to take it with you later?"

"I don't know yet, depends on how filling the pizza is for me." 

"I am so jealous. I look at a pizza and gain five pounds, you talk about eating an entire pizza with no problem." The waitress says to me with a sigh.

"I have a very fast metabolism, and a very big city. More I run and fight the hungrier I get. Honestly that is the only good side to my life away from home."

"Well makes me a little happier to be a waitress, I don't get shot at."

She walks away to get my pizza leaving me to look around. Conversation had started again, yet most everyone is sneaking glances my way. Tuning in to the conversations I find most are astonished I am sitting here. A few are wondering what I am getting with no fish available. My coke arrives first leaving me to sip at that while people continue to wonder.

I can't help but giggle a little when one supposes they sent someone out to get Long John Silver's for me. Conversation stops again when the pizza arrives, I'm still giggling at the time. I outright laugh when I see the waitress, she's practically drooling looking at the pizza as she sets it down.

"You better sit and have a slice with me." She stares at me for a second then holds up a finger and dashes to the bar.

"I'm supposed to sit in the closet they call the employee lounge. Since you asked and you're well you Eddie won't say anything. I hope at least." She says when she comes back to sit down.

"How long have you been in Chicago?" I ask while dishing out the slices to her and me.

"I was born here and probably going to die here. At least now it's looking like it will take longer than I was thinking. I'm three houses over from one of your Brigade. The neighborhood had been getting worse. I just wish they weren't all married."

I look at her, she's attractive with a small nose, blue eyes and brown hair. Her breasts are not large, not small either, she really shouldn't have too much of a problem finding men.

"Are you shy?" She looks down at her slice and nods.

"Why I'm working as a waitress, well to start. I find it really hard to talk to men, especially the cute ones. I came here because it pays well. I also get discounts so I bring a pizza home about once a week."

"Do you like men in uniform?" I giggle as she turns red. "Well I'll take that as a yes, I'll yell at Frank to send his single cops over here to ask for you. What is your name?" Her face falls into her arm followed by a groan or two.

"Candace." She manages to get out between groans.

I giggle as I pull out my cell phone and send Frank a message to send his single men here and ask for Candace. I stop and look at her for a moment a thought rolling around in my noggin.

"You like men right? You're not a lesbian by chance?" That gets her head up.

"I like men." I nod and send the message.

"This is believe it or not how it used to work, your parents would find the single men for you. Friends would help and walking down the street has led to a number of marriages that I have seen. Not that there wasn't dating you understand, once the guy asked to court you would go out together and do things. Only the poor families sent daughters out to work, unless she was strong willed. Our butcher's daughter helped him out, at least until she got married."

"Why did she stop after marriage?"

"It wasn't so much she stopped, she got pregnant and he wouldn't let her do much of anything. First grandchild and only a daughter to his name, they argued over it once she was showing, I was ten at the time and found it great fun to watch."

"I don't think I could have lived at that time, being thought of as helpless and unable to do anything."

"It was really nothing like that, daughters and wives didn't work when the husband could afford them to not because there were more men than women. Women having jobs when they didn't need it took jobs away from men. Being a largely catholic city at the time, us women were raised to believe our greatest concerns are to have children for our husband. Besides keeping the house clean and preparing meals is a full time thing."

"What happened if she was infertile?" I sigh and look down at that one.

"Usually she would work in a brothel for the unmarried men to have a woman to satisfy him. Old maids tended to get the same treatment, I was lucky my dad decided I wouldn't do that. Not that I didn't enjoy sex but I wanted to actually do something with my life. So he talked the college into admitting me to learn how to be an archeologist."

"If he hadn't done that you wouldn't be here."

"More than that, my predecessor would still be waiting for a woman to take over for her. Besides my group that went looking for the structure no others have. I was the only woman."

"Yeah, though I don't know if I could stand living then. Not a whole lot to do." I giggle at the comment.

"There was plenty to do, butchers would give you hunks of meat. After that you took it home and cut it up how you want. You didn't go to the store and grab up some steaks in individual packages, you bought the proper meat and cut it yourself. There were games of all sorts to do, and books. There were books galore, the penny thrillers Billy the Kid was a popular one, the novelists like Jules Verne my mom loved him. Radio was around, it was getting stations when I was married the first time. I should go on home, I've done my run and I've had enough food."

"I'll get you a box." 

I look at what is left, there is still a little more than half the pizza. Candace comes back I send her for a second box. I put three of the remaining slices in this box, the rest goes into the second box for Candace. Thinking I should rethink the filling value of the pizza here I head home. When I get to the window I have to knock, I'm a little shocked that Frank is the one that opens the window for me.

"You know I thought you would meow." I groan thoughts returning to the conversations at heaven.

"I sat inside at heaven, there was barely a fence and it's too cold for most to sit outside to hide me. A few of the conversation material was why I'm there with no fish. One guy suggested they sent someone to Long John Silver's for some. So far the only good part is simply my favorite place to get a chocolate malted is still there and same recipe."

"Yeah we heard about it, not to mention being shot and the three guys at the place you stopped for a drink. Now what is this about Candace, how old is she looking for?"

"Mommy no kitties in the house, you go change right this moment." Melanie says appearing at Frank's shoulder.

"Candace is shy and lonely, I'm guessing not much over twenty." I say as I pick up Melanie and change my face back to look at her. "Memory serves I'm the mom not you, I'll change fully in a second. Where's daddy?"

"Daddy is in your room."

I give Melanie to Frank and head for the bedroom. I pause to give a hug to Wilma then open the door. I find Tony making sure the stocks are set and still working. I grab him up in a hug losing all of my fur. I sigh when his hands go to my cheeks and pull me closer. We just kiss for a while, his hardness pressing in to me, his hands holding me close.

When we move to the bed I purr for him. Tony looks at me with a smile as he pulls his clothes off. I pull him up to me and just kiss him. Lips locked we roll around on the bed, his hands moving from my butt to my breasts and back. I want him so bad I'm whimpering and mewling. I want to remember there is more to this time than kids with guns trying to earn a lot of money in no time.

Tony entering me earns him a moan of pleasure. We move together the way loving couples do, perfectly in sync bringing pleasure to both. His plunging cock sending me closer and closer to orgasm. He keeps moving in me, I keep moving to meet him desperate for that orgasm. At this moment this orgasm is the most important thing to me, Tony moves to give it to me.

My orgasm is greeted with moans and his name, my insides clenching on him trying to get his. When he doesn't give me his orgasm I roll us over and ride on him. Loving the feel of him under me I rise up to offer my breasts to his enjoyment. I'm not disappointed his hands move up to tweak my nipples, squeeze a little on my breasts, and improve my enjoyment. I ride on him like it's the last time we can do this, my plunging pussy is greeted by his rising cock.

It feels so good riding on Tony, a second orgasm is fast approaching. I lean down on his chest and pump my hips on him fast as I comfortably can. My muscles relax when I reach my orgasm, I just lie on him twitching and feeling so good. My insides clench strong on him, still Tony does not reach his orgasm. Instead he sits up holding on to me so I'm riding him still. He helps me bounce at first, not fast just slow and loving.

I pick up the movement and just go on him, lovingly riding him to his orgasm. Our lips lock, his hands running up and down my back helping me enjoy him. My hands run down his back to his tight little butt to help him move in me. An orgasm surprises me, I hadn't been looking for one. Seems to surprise Tony as well, my moans and clenching insides bring him to his. I moan his name while his fluids fill me up, the lovely warmth sending me a little higher.

Once we can move again Tony lies down, doesn't let me check on Melanie. He assures me she's fine and pulls me down to lie on him. Sleep tries to catch up with me until Tony asks me what happened on my run. I fill him on all the things that happened and what I found out. I make him promise that we will visit the corner market for Chocolate Malted when we go shopping. 

Tony tells me everything is fine as he strokes my hair. It's been a long day, so I just lie there and enjoy the after sex cuddling. His hand in my hair is especially nice on a day I find myself questioning the usefulness of me in a city where young teenagers think they should be able to shoot people. My eyes get heavy and sleep over comes me, still purring a contented smile on my lips.



Emap



"Yes he hit me low in the side. I must ask what is this box, with the moving images and sounds and what is a fridge?" I ask moving closer to look behind the box.

"This is a television, it shows movies and shows. The fridge is in my kitchen it keeps the food cold."

"Ah an icebox, yes I understand that, this I do not get it how did they fit the projector inside this small box and are there people inside? The movies I remember only had a piano playing and voice boxes between scenes."

"Oh well shit you are talking silent movies, I... damn woman how long have you been out of town as you put it?" He asks sitting down on a strange looking sofa.

"Let me think, we left in January of 1906, we were going to see if we could find the only known building of Jaguar left in the forests of Brazil, or was it Peru it was close to the border. It was not only a building to Jaguar, it had Jaguar inside, he took me on as his replacement."

"Hang on let me get this straight, you left L.A. in 1906, spent the next one hundred four years with a god to a people that have been gone for a thousand years and now you are back?"

"One hundred three is closer to the truth it took almost a year to get close enough to the temple for Jaguar to come say hello."

"So I suppose the reason Jaguar was depicted as a man and a woman is because they get successors of the opposite sex?" He asks leaning forward with interest.

"Well no I had always wondered that one myself. In actuality Jaguar is female she turns male when it is time to find a successor. It is rather embarrassing but the reason I spent so long with Jaguar is because the first 10 years were spent getting me able to lose my fur." I say willing away my fur to reveal me in all of my naked glory.

"Now that is distracting, hang on I have a robe." He says getting up and going into another room, when he comes back with a long dark green robe he hands it to me before sitting down again.

"Do you not find me attractive?" I ask holding the robe feeling a little worried I had picked the wrong man.

"Immensely, hence the robe if you stand there nude like that my thoughts will only be on one thing and not the answers to your questions."

"I admit the one thing is sounding very nice to me, could we do that then move on to the questions again?" I ask turning my hips and thrusting my breasts out a little.

"Thank god for a day off tomorrow." He says looking up before standing up and going for a somewhat strange looking item on a side table. "Would you like to eat first, I am hungry."

"I can make something it has been so long since I have eaten something I did not catch first." I say walking toward what I assume is the kitchen.

"I was going to order pizza I suck at cooking all I've got is frozen dinners." 

"Pizza, I have heard tell of this, my dad was going to take me to Chicago to try some in celebration after my return."

"I guess that means you do not know what you want I'll order a works and a pepperoni lover. Oh do you eat like a woman or like a speed freak?" He says as he starts talking to this little thing held to his ear.

"I do not know what a speed freak is, I do however eat like a woman yes I am a woman after all." He smiles at me then continues speaking to the thing held to his head.

"I ordered two pizzas and a side of Buffalo wings I hope that is fine with you." He says then holds up his finger when I start to ask what a buffalo wing is. "A buffalo wing is a piece of a chicken wing fried and covered in sauce I think it is called a buffalo wing because they first appeared in Buffalo, New York."

"That makes an odd sort of sense, though is that a cell phone there on your end table?" I ask moving closer to it.

"No it is a cordless phone, almost the same thing just with a shorter range and not all the features. Here let me show you my computer you can search for all the information you want." He guides me to another room with a bed and a desk with this strange looking box atop it.

He stops me from sitting down to get the robe on me then moves this little item on the desk he calls a mouse. He shows me how it works, what the buttons and the wheel do, shows me what to click on to open the browser then shows me how to do searches. At first I search for the things I knew, the things that I had heard about, one of the advertisements as he calls them got me to look at a clothing store. I am mortified at the brazen smuttiness of women of today at least until I am reminded I am sitting here in a robe with nothing underneath in the company of a man who is not my husband.

"What's wrong?" Tony asks when I sigh.

"It is just I was a devout catholic and now I have to have sex to keep me going. It is hard to reconcile the two." I say then gasp again when I click on a different advertisement for WW2 videos.

"Yes I can see how that would be hard. That is world war two you missed both of them, plus Korea, Vietnam and Iraq twice."

"I think I should stop looking at history, I had a brother of five at the time I left for Brazil I do not want to know he died in some war over five feet of land." I say before clicking on the little red X in the corner to close down the browser.

"The First World War actually started over an assassination and convoluted allegiances not five feet of land, the second was started because a nutjob was upset his country had lost the first one." Tony says before getting up to answer the banging on the door.

I follow him not bothering to close the robe better than he had my breasts are half on view. Tony opens the door then grabs a pile of really very nicely smelling boxes, he goes and puts them on the end table before going over to a dining room table and pulling a wallet out of a jacket resting atop a chair.

"Holy sweet Jesus look at the bazongas on her." The man I assume had brought the boxes says from the doorway.

"Dude shut up, she is standing right the fuck there." Tony says as he strides back to the doorway holding smaller bills than I remember.

After he has gotten rid of the man and shut the door he guides me to the table. Once I am sitting at a chair he turns the strange looking candelabra over the table on then heads into the kitchen. He returns with plates, not very nice ones but plates, once he opens the boxes I inhale sharply, the smell is intoxicating. I smile as I pick out the different items, tomato sauce, cheese, onion, mushroom, green bell peppers, a meat that has to be sausage, another that must be pepperoni.

"I guess with that smile it smells good, wait until you try it here have some wings first." Tony says before dropping a few of the wings on my plate.

"These are good, much better than just chicken. Did you know when you catch a chicken and eat it alone it does not really taste like anything?" I ask after taking a bite of the wing I had picked up.

"You know damn I wish you had not mentioned that, now I am picturing you eating chicken raw, feathers and all." Tony says with a grimace.

"No I never did that I can start a fire with my finger when I move it fast enough. Chickens are actually the easiest animal to skin by hand. What did that man mean by bazongas?" I ask as I pick up a second wing.

"He was admiring your tits." Tony says looking a little uncomfortable.

"You mean my breasts?" I ask when he nods I continue on. "I shall have to remember to thank him, it is not often a man is that forward to comment on a woman's breasts."

"It happens all the time anymore, porn is made about thirty miles south of us, twenty miles north is the studios where if the stories are half right most of the new actresses spend a lot of time on her back on the sofa in the casting office."

"What is porn? Also how do the women find work when they are caring for a baby?" I ask dropping the last of the wings.

"You sure do eat a lot for a woman." Tony says before putting a section of pizza on my plate. "Porn is the sex industry it's simply men and women having sex with each other in front of a video camera for money. The video's of them having sex are then put to a blu-ray DVD and sold the world over. Ah shit blu-ray is the newest version of the film industry it's like the film rolls you remember just on a little disk of plastic and metal."

"I thought it was illegal to have sex for money." I say as I pick up the slice of pizza.

"It is this is where it gets complicated, the laws state paying a man or woman to have intercourse with you is illegal if you put a video camera in there it is protected under the first amendment."

"The first amendment covers religion, speech, press, and assembly not video, I am really confused by this."

"The Supreme Court did a hearing on it and decided speech is speech if it's recorded or live, though porn is a little lacking in speech it falls under the category. The actual hearing is very vague, basically if the community can not say it is disgusting then it is legal so long as everyone is over eighteen the legal age of consent on a national level."

"I think I can qualify for being legal, I was born in 1884." I say with a grin as I pull the robe open.

"That would make you, oh fuck it I'll think about it later I want to ride that hot body of yours." Tony says with a grin as he gets up then takes my arm.

We only make it into the hallway before I am kissing and feeling at him under his pants. He kicks his shoes off then drops his pants, there is no underwear I wrap my hand around the length of him and stroke at him while he steps out of his pants. I moan when he picks me up pins me against the wall then works the length of him into my hot pussy. His drives are passionate and strong just the way I like them, my head going up and down with his thrusting.

He stops pulls free of me then turns me to face the wall, I moan when he pulls me up enough to insert his member to the hilt in me. I am bent over for him, standing on tiptoe accepting each thrust into me eagerly. I am moving closer and closer to an intense orgasm. The length of him brushing along my insides, leaving such wonderful feelings, my toes are starting to curl, I am moaning on an almost constant basis now.

I reach my orgasm with a scream or three, clenching at him moving along with him as well as I can. He groans then grabs my hips before shoving all the way in me I can feel the warmth of his orgasm coating my insides. I have a smaller orgasm when he finally pulls himself from me he leans against the far wall staring at me. I stay bent over enjoying the feel of him he left inside me, when he asks if I would like to lie down I stand up take his arm then help him walk to his bedroom.

"No you will not turn into me or anything silly like that." I tell him after we both lie on his bed.

"Actually I was more thinking what if you get pregnant."

"I wish I was born barren, married at fifteen for two years we tried with no success. I was the one who suggested divorce for unable to perform my duties, he had two kids when I went to Brazil, his name was Anthony."

"Oh well shit, my great grandfather was named Anthony, I am named after him, he had a first wife no kids." Tony says sitting up and looking at me.

"I think we should stop the conversation there, that is a little to weird for me. Let us start over, hi I am Emap we just had sex I would like to get to know you better." I say sitting up myself and extending my hand to him.

"Tony, or if you prefer Anthony very pleased to meet you." Tony says shaking my hand.

"Pleased to meet you. I have a question, where is the nearest newspaper office and would there be a reporter available at this hour?"

"I can do you one better, there is a local news station not that far from here, they have people there all night and day. One question first, you mentioned you need sex, why do you need sex?"

"I do not really need it, it helps me to relax and center myself to heal. You learn very interesting things when you swim with piranha and try to get bitten. Now this news station it is for the television?"

"Fuck I'm sorry I asked, that's unnerving swimming with piranha and trying to get bitten. Yes the station airs over the television I can drive you there after we find some clothes for you."

"I do not need clothes I wish to reveal my presence, clothes over fur is not a comfortable experience. Simply show me where it is I will be back for more of that pizza and you." I say getting up and going feral.

He takes me to the terrace again then points to a building a few miles away I can see a strange transport of some kind to one side of the building. It is rounded in front extending in a smaller tube like with blades atop it and at the rear. I nod blow him a kiss as I hop up on his wall surrounding the outside of the terrace, then leap outward. I impact atop the building next to his execute a roll then get up and run. 

It is a quick run to the station, I run into a small difficulty, the big glass doors are locked the guard is asleep. Unwilling to try and wake him then get him to let me in I go around the building looking at windows. I notice one open with light inside, almost silently I scale the last little bit of the wall using my claws for purchase. I dart inside as a strikingly tall man is moving toward the window he sees me then backs up to the wall with a yell.

"This yelling business is getting annoying, I hear very well yelling only hurts." I say as I stand up.

"Oh dear god a talking cat standing on two legs." He stammers crossing himself, the smell of his fear strong.

"You forgot humanoid cat woman, though if you wish to be precise I am a talking humanoid jaguar woman. Please calm down, your fear is not a terribly pleasant smell I will not hurt you I came looking for a reporter or whatever the current title for such persons is." I lean against the desk crossing my legs while he stares at me.

"Reporter is the current title, what do you wish of a reporter?" He asks standing a little taller and taking a deep breath.

"I wish to announce my presence, Jaguar has been out of commission for a very long time and here I am to take up the duties."

"Could you tell me a little about...Wait please follow me I will need a cameraman and a set, the anchor desk will work fine for both." He says before moving cautiously to the door, I follow him at a distance of a few feet.

We exit the room to a hallway, rather long hallway with doors to the right. A woman walking toward us with papers in her hands drops said papers then runs the other direction when she sees me. Thankful for no scream I follow him a little farther until we reach two large doors on the left side. Inside there are some bright lights on a very large desk, a few men moving large grey things around and two people sitting at the desk talking about a news station. 

Someone yells cut then starts yelling at the man in front of me until I enter the lights then everyone is running for the doors. The tall man turns then runs after one of the men who had been moving the grey things. I giggle when he runs into the man both falling to the floor. The tackled man screams when he looks up to find me holding a hand out to help him up.

"Please do not do that, it is painful when I am this close." I say to him ears tucked back hand still extended.

"Ah fuck they put something in the water I'm hearing a human voice coming from a big cat." He says the fear turning into curiosity.

"Humanoid jaguar woman to be precise, speaking of which you never said what your name is." The tall man says as he extricates himself from the other then uses my hand to get up.

"Apologies I did not say it specifically, I am Jaguar." I say extending my hand to the man on the ground still.

"Dude you have purple spots." He says as he gets up with my hand.

"Yes I like purple it helps me to refrain from being a predator when surrounded by fear."

The tall man guides me over to sit behind the desk he sits at a chair next to me. The other man gets behind a gray thing then moves it closer, he sticks up his thumb.

"We will get some background questions out of the way before we get to why you are here if you do not mind." The tall man says as he swivels to face me.

"If we must I was hoping to get to why I am here and be off." I say swiveling to face him.

"It would be best so people do not think you are just some insane person off their medication. Also if you please could you face the camera, in fact here let me get on the other side." He says before scuttling over the desk then taking a knee to one side. "Now I think the first question is what is your name, and what are you?"

"I am Jaguar what I am in the short form, Jaguar."

"For those who do not know, myself included could you explain what Jaguar is please?"

"Jaguar is the Mayan god for justice, the other peoples of the Americas had other names and titles, it all boils down to if you break the law Jaguar sees you are brought to justice. It was not needed much here for a very long time, the tribes adopted a very brutal and swift form of justice, my predecessor thinks so they could avoid her."

"What has brought you to here if you were not needed here for so long?"

"That is easy I am from this very town. Judging by what I have found already I am needed here."

"You mentioned before the camera came on that you have purple spots to allow you to refrain from being a predator around fear. Does that mean you would attack someone who is afraid?"

"It means I have an urge to, being Jaguar has many perks and some disadvantages, in this case I have a predators instincts, these instincts say to attack anything afraid. I keep these instincts in control so far, I can not say they always will be, hence the reason Jaguar is looked on as a savage arbiter of justice. For your own safety when you see me crouch, do not run do not scream simply get small and stay there. I am only looking for the lawbreakers, attacking me makes you a lawbreaker."

"You said advantages, what advantages are they?"

"I am very fast I do not know how fast there were no ways of calculating. Though I suppose a good frame of reference would be I ran to this town today, starting at dawn from around the middle of Brazil, I reached the outskirts of town at dusk, I stopped to heat up a chicken I had caught in Ecuador for about an hour to cook it. I can also jump a large distance, I have claws very sharp that I try to not use except to climb with and start cooking fires." My ears twitch then, I hear a few miles away a woman is yelling for help a man is saying something about she deserves this.

I get up say I will be right back then dash out the doors turn right and sprint all the way to the last room, the window is still open. I leap through the window orient myself in relation to the yelling woman and run. I cover the miles intervening with a series of leaps and runs using the rooftops to make an easier less observed path. When I reach the man and woman he is atop her holding her hands in one of his, his other hand reaching between them for his trousers.

When she shrieks he is raping her and please someone call the police I drop down then move over to them swiftly. The man is full of whisky, when he sees me approaching he stands up saying I should wait in line for his loving. I kick him then guide him down to the ground his unconscious body surprisingly easy to move. She faints dead away, I sigh then move over to the adjacent neighbor house, knocking on the door only merits a go away I got a shotgun. Similar results on the other side I look around to see no lights on though I can hear movement in many of the houses.

I go back over to the man and woman, he is snoring, she is still fainted dead away. I reach into his pockets then come away with a wallet I put this in my mouth grimacing from the chemicals on the wallet along with his sweat. I pick her up look where I am then run back for the news station. I stay on the streets this time hoping I will see or hear a police car. No cars are evident to me, I speed up to reach the station faster, when I am back below the window I see the window is blocked off with people and a smaller grey thing with a bright light atop it.




Emap



"What happened to her?" The tall man shouts down.

"Attempted rape, the man is still there, wake up your guard and let us in the front door." I yell back then say the address I had left the rapist at.

The guard is awake this time, along with a man and a woman, I assume they work here. They lead me to sliding doors saying we will take the elevator, the woman I leave with the guard who is already speaking with the police. The large room with the giant anchor desk has many more people this time. The tall man guides me over to a chair behind the desk then kneels on the far side again.

"Now just in case people have missed it can you tell us why you suddenly ran out of the studio?"

"I heard a woman yelling for help a few miles away, along with a man saying she deserves this. When I reached them he was on top of her attempting to get his pants undone enough to rape her. The neighboring houses mostly had awake and watching people. I brought her here because the two houses I knocked at to get police there threatened to shoot me. No one called the police, the woman had fainted dead away I could not leave her there in case he woke up."

"A most deplorable situation, I understand you took his wallet."

"Yes, in case he got up and ran away, I do hope it is his wallet theft seems to run rampant along with a basic laziness."

"Yes it does though I must ask how do you know so much about the state of our city."

"I searched the internet, I had a most productive evening, I saved a woman from a carjacking, befriended a detective, took down a large group of drug people along with securing their drugs. I was treated to a lovely pizza and wings dinner and allowed access to his computer. It is really amazing the things that have been done in the last hundred years."

"Yes many at a great loss that is all of the questions we have for you, if you would like you can say why you are here."

"I believe I already have but I will do it again. I am Jaguar I am here to enforce laws. I am here to see that people are free to live a productive law abiding life, if you do not follow the laws I will find you and bring you to the authorities if they do not beat me to it. There is no reason to not call the police, if someone is being attacked and you know where call the police I can not be everywhere."

I get up and walk out of the large room, the tall man following me. He calls me over to another man standing just outside. As I walk over I look this one over, older man with a set jaw, his hair just starting to go grey, blue eyes set with stone.

"If I had not seen the scene you left in the warehouse I wouldn't believe it is possible. I'm Captain Frank Miller you seem to have landed in my precinct. Until I hear otherwise I'm going to let you do what you do. I've assigned Detective Derek Snow to oversee the investigations you leave for us you met him at the warehouse." He says his voice gravely and strong.

"That will be fine. I am curious though how you knew where to find me."

"You are big news, your interview was aired live, picked up by all of the stations and is likely to be featured in the news of every station in the morning and evening. You're a walking talking comic superhero I don't know if you have one yet but somebody had better set you up with an email and website, there are going to be sites popping up on you soon."

"I honestly do not know what you are speaking of, how would someone go about making a website?"

"Apologies I forgot you are new to all this, I will get some of the geeks at the station to set up a website for you with all the proper links for contacting the police, the laws and probably include links to the mayor. Pompous ass always has to look good."

"I believe that is a requirement for a mayor, the one we had when I left was just the same. Had to make a grand speech before we departed to all of the newsmen, even made a show of shaking our hands. Held mine extra long for the photographers' benefit, sweaty hand on him even in January he breathed heavily on me like I excited him. Not a very good send off if you ask me."

"It seems we have a press conference set up outside the station, they are waiting for you Jaguar." The tall man says holding a cell phone to his ear.

"I have said all I need to, is the window still open I would like to just return to my friend and have more pizza."

"Yes go on I shall make an announcement and be done with it." Captain says before heading toward the elevator.

The front of the station is lit up brighter than daylight at least thirty vans are parked haphazardly all over the parking lot. Feeling sorry for the captain under all of those lights I run off to the tower and Tony with his pizza. Jumping from terrace to terrace becomes a problem there are people in the terrace next up from me about halfway up. I reverse direction and scale up the side of the building to the terrace there, my claws holding well enough for the series of jumps. Tony is sitting out on his terrace waiting for me with pants on, the robe in his hand.

"That was a most interesting interview you gave. I am curious why you did not ever say my name." He says handing me the robe.

"Because I like it here, the house I left is a warehouse and I do not think your neighbors would like reporters hounding them." I say losing my fur then putting the robe on. "If you would not mind of course, I could not help pay bills but I can cook, not just skinned chicken either."

"Well I can live with that, though I think first order of business is getting you clothes, and no more of the whatever you did to make me want you on the street." He guides me into the apartment.

"I am not sure I could go out in public in the dresses women wear now." I say as I sit down at the table for another slice of pizza.

"You do go out in just fur, the dresses cover more."

"That was a low blow, I wear only fur because it is itchy to wear clothes and have fur." I grab a slice of his pepperoni lovers, I find I like this one more, I take a second slice.

"Hey now, that is my pizza you have the works." He closes up the pepperoni lover's box then puts it under the still open works box.

"I like meat, blame it on being Jaguar. Besides you need to eat your frozen dinners I want to buy groceries."

"Hey the frozen dinners are a good meal, I buy the better ones."

"Cooking is the only way I can help out around here so gosh darn it we will buy groceries. Besides you smell a little off, like you are not getting enough of something."

"Ah hell now you sound like my doctor, he's saying I need to eat more vegetables."

"It's likely I do as well, perhaps I should find a doctor I have not seen one since 1900 I think it was."

There is a knock at the door, Tony gets up and walks over to it motioning me to stay there. He opens the door then gets out of the way, I look back to see Captain Frank Miller walk in with the dark skinned cop I had seen at the warehouse. The dark skinned cop stops to stare at me his mouth hanging open, the captain walks in then looks around.

"Tony I'm glad to see you finally found a woman, but where is Jaguar, Derek here said she was with you." Captain says turning back to Tony.

"Captain I was not aware I would see you again." I say getting up and crossing to him holding out my hand.

"Ah hell I wish I'd known you could lose the fur. Please call me Frank, no one calls me captain until they are up shit creek or I am." He says as he takes my hand and kisses it like a proper gentleman.

"Detective Derek Snow, I had the pleasure of watching you take down most of the higher ups of eighth street." The dark skinned one says as he takes my hand.

"Enough of the introductory shit, I'm here for a reason the mayor actually decided to do something on his own. Don't ask me how he knew already, as far as I know his ass is asleep hours ago. Anyway he called me up and said he is ordering what I've done for you extended over the entire city Derek is getting his own little team of detectives to collect evidence from your adventures. He has also allotted me a fund so I can get you anything you need." Captain says taking a seat at the table and grabbing a slice of the works pizza.

"I guess I can help with the bills, I am still cooking so eat those frozen dinners." I say to Tony as he guides me back to the table.

"Aw fuck man she's staying here? I was gonna offer my house, I got a spare bedroom and no neighbors to share an elevator with." Derek says as he pulls out the pepperoni lover's and gets a slice.

"There is a computer here, and the perks are very enjoyable." I say as I pick up my last remaining slice of pizza.

"Saints preserve us, you two living in sin." Frank says crossing himself before going back to his slice.

"I've been married, ended in divorce because I could not fulfill my wifely duties."

"Emap here filled me in on a lot of things. In the morning we are going clothes shopping for her and I guess grocery shopping." Tony says around his slice.

"Speaking of that what ever will I wear?"

"I have sweat pants and a t shirt you can wear until we get you clothes."

"I am a woman I can not wear pants." I say putting down my slice.

"Women wear pants all the time." Derek says dropping his slice in shock.

"My daughter is about your size hang on let me call her." Frank says before getting up with a cell phone in his hand.

"I'm confused why can't you wear pants?" Tony asks around his slice.

"It is not proper, women wear dresses, men wear pants."

"Old tradition you two are not old enough to remember it." Frank says as he walks back to the table. "Sally wishes to know what colors you like."

"I am partial to purple, black and red are nice colors on me. I've been told green is lovely on me, or maybe it was I am lovely in green."

Frank walks away again smiling and talking on the phone, Derek looks a little nervous. I can smell the fear on him coupled with his constant glances at Frank I suspect he has a relationship with Sally.

"Derek out with it, what are you doing with Sally?" I ask leaning forward talking low so Frank does not hear.

"Ah shit you are way to observant, it's on again off again but we are dating." Derek says equally low.

"Shit man and you complained that I met her first." Tony says hitting him on the arm.

"We are in the off again phase of it, she said she had to think on things."

"Derek, why the hell is Sally asking me to get you here?" Frank asks as he comes back over and sits down.

"I've no idea, honest truth." Derek says holding up his hands.

"Frank I don't mean to sound broke but is there any chance we can get hold of some of that fund, I gotta buy a closet full of dresses." Tony says finally finished with his slice.

"No we gotta set her up with a social security number and all that fun stuff then get her a stipend as an informant. For now I'll give you a department card, groceries are on you, I was yelled at for using the card for groceries." Frank says as he pulls out his wallet then produces a rather official looking card.

"This credit business I just do not understand, what ever happened to buying what you can afford or saving up to buy it."

"This from a woman who gave money to Ford before he was making cars, that rather sounds like credit to me." Tony says as he takes the card.

"That was an investment, with an understanding I would make money back, if he did. Not that it matters I do not have the papers he sent me so I simply lost what I gave him, along with what I still had in care of my pa."

"Credit is the same thing in reverse, the company pays for what you wish to buy with an understanding you will pay them back with interest. I'm not a lover of credit cards either, they have a big interest rate, if house loans were that high no one would buy a house." Frank says with a grin.

"House loans? I did not see anything on that, I simply assumed one bought the land then had the house built on it or bought the land and house together from people leaving town." I say mystified now.

There is a knock on the door Frank gets up saying that has to be Sally. When he opens the door there is a woman standing there with lovely blonde hair cut short falling around her cheeks. She walks in holding the end of a small suitcase she looks around smiles at Derek then walks over to me.

"You must be Emap, I am Sally and I have a lot of dresses for you. They are not very long I am a fan of shorter the better but at least you will have a dress for shopping." She says her voice sultry in a deeper tone.

"Before you two retire to another room to giggle over the latest boy band or whatever what the fuck is going on that you wanted Derek here?" Frank asks in a gruffer voice than usual.

"Geez dad, why do you always have to make me feel like I am in one of your interrogation rooms?" Sally asks before walking around behind Derek, his eyes wide in fear and surprise. "If you must know Derek and I are dating, and I have come to a decision, I like him and think we should try moving in together."

"I like him to, but fuck I don't think I like him enough to be a son. It's your life so you can decide what you like. Derek if you give her so much as crabs I am putting you atop the tallest flag pole we have until you are impaled on it." Frank says pointing at Derek.

"Oh my, the last time I was in town my pa yelled at me for speaking to a dark skinned man." I say getting everyone to look at me confused besides Frank he just smiles.

"Times change, it is mostly acceptable for a blonde woman to date a black man, or an Asian man, some circles dislike Mexicans, we are to close to the border I suppose." Frank says laughing as he sits down.

"Mexican gangs are the newest to the streets, the old gangs hate them for taking their territory if it was theirs or not." Derek says before getting a kiss from Sally.

"Are these gangs still by skin color? I remember there were a few groups back then there were the brawlers they were mostly Irish looking to beat down anyone who was not fair skinned. There was the chinamen they were mostly against letting the brawlers beat down chinamen, and the police stuck in the middle. Course at the time it was barely a town, police was more of the mayor saying we are going to be a city."

"They are not by skin color anymore the Mexican gangs are mostly Mexican, the rest are whatever happens to live in the area controlled by the gang and is dumb enough to join them. Sally first door on the right is the spare bedroom if you say stop kissing Derek long enough to help Emap into some clothes." Tony says staring at Derek and Sally, she has gotten into his lap and is kissing him nonstop. 

"Oh right my bad, just excited over the possibilities of living with Derek." Sally says getting up grabbing the wheeled suitcase and my arm.

"My dad is having a field day scaring Derek right now I am sure." She says as we enter the spare bedroom.

"My pa did the same thing to my husband when he was courting me. Mom only told me that wedding night is painful, it should get better after that, she was right it got lots better." I say as she goes through the suitcase.

"When were you married and what happened to your husband? Here try this it might be small for you but it always looked great on me." She says as she hands me a tiny purple skirt with a matching armless vest.

"Do you have undergarments by chance?" I ask looking at the vest and skirt, the skirt has a zipper and hook in the side, the vest buttons up the front.

"Ah shit, leave it to my dad to forget that one." Sally says before leaving the room, she comes back with a smile. "Tony has run to Walgreens they are always open and carry panties. My dad was very much trying to scare Derek, doing a very good job of it to judging by the look on Derek's face."

"My pa was only saying if he beats me he will meet the business end of an axe handle. Oh sorry I forgot to answer your question, I was married in 1899, divorced in 1901 for being unable to fulfill my wifely duties, spent the next five years learning to be an archeologist and doing two successful expeditions before heading into Brazil for a temple to Jaguar." Sally's jaw drops as I am saying this.

"Holy fuck, you're Jaguar. Wait Jaguar had fur and shit you don't."

"I can change to make life easier, skinning and eating animals you catch yourself is not terribly rewarding. Here let me show you." I say before going feral for a few seconds then back, not before the robe gets itchy on me.

"Why are you squirming though?" Sally asks as I am trying to scratch my back.

"Clothes and fur make for a bad combination, it's itchy." Finally I get low and scratch my back against the desk.

"Here I got panties, if you do not like the style she told me what to get. No bra's we need to get you sized if you want those." Tony says from the mostly closed door his hand sticking through with a bag hanging from his fingers.

Sally takes the bag from him shoves his hand out then closes the door. As she rips the bag inside the bag open she has me remove the robe, feeling a lot like I am in the wrong place she hands me a black pair, then turns them around for me. Feeling a little better now, not much these panties are very small and barely cover anything I get the skirt up. I look, they only go halfway to my knees, Sally grins when I groan at the length, she hands over the vest. These are something of a challenge they are tight the buttons all manage to get buttoned how long they will last is anyone's guess.

"Oh lord, my mid section is showing if my parents saw me now they would die of shock. Not to mention the skirt, under skirts were longer." I say with a groan, Sally just laughs before leading me back to the table.

The men all stare at me, their jaws dropped as we come back to the table. Frank gets the other two men to stand as I move to sit again. I give him a smile Sally goes around the table then sits next to Derek.

"There are eight more outfits in the suitcase, I'm pretty sure you can manage to put them on without me. If you want bra's I'll take you to Victoria's Secret on Monday." Sally says before leaning against Derek.

"I think I can skip bra's I managed just fine with no corsets then no clothes."

"I think you should get bra's you want to blend in when you are without fur." Frank says looking a little uncomfortable talking about underwear.

"I think you should go to Victoria's Secret anyway, get some lingerie perhaps." Tony says with a grin.

"Sally are there any porn you like?" Sally looks totally shocked at my question she looks at Frank for a moment then back at me.

"Honestly, I've never really looked at porn I know it's there on the internet. I've seen brief parts a time or two it seems to be all about showing his dick in her pussy or her mouth, sometimes in her ass."

"I figured it would cater to men, I've seen it happening not the sex part but women being married off to a guy older than her because he has money or her dad owes him money. A friend of mine ended up in a brothel because she never got married, her dad's fault but still took it out on her saying she has to do that to make up for his lost money."

"Fuck me what happened to her?" Sally asks her eyes wide.

"She got lucky, ended up pregnant and married to my ex husband. Neither said if it was a favor to me or her. She also got the last laugh the judge ruled her dad can not collect any money she earned that month since she is married."

"Wait why would it be a favor to you?" Tony asks his brow furrowed.

"I loved him it broke my heart I could not provide him with children, I had told him to find a wife and have kids."

"That was a valid reason for divorce? I mean seriously what the fuck a guy can leave a woman because she doesn't get pregnant." Sally says her eyes still wide.

"Different times, back then women were only allowed to own property under a strict set of rules. Wife beatings were legal women really had little in the way of the freedoms you kids enjoy now." Frank says looking a little tired.




Emap



"Right I think we should all call it a night, Frank we will see you tomorrow for that barbeque." Tony says before ushering everyone out the door.

"You know damn I thought you were hot before, with that dress on I have to think about baseball to keep from getting hard right here." Tony says to me as I am putting the pizza boxes in the fridge.

"You do not have to any longer there is no one else here." I say with a grin as I reach down to pull my panties off.

Tony picks me up in the kitchen and sits me atop the counter he puts my legs over his shoulders and pulls up my skirt. When he puts his head between my legs I lie back and moan when his tongue finds my lips. I can't help but move with him as his tongue works over my flesh, even more so when he puts a finger inside of me. It is not very long before I am having a screaming orgasm over his pumping finger and randomly moving tongue.

He picks me up, carries me to the sofa then sits me down on it, when he drops his trousers I have to look up at him. He guides me through giving my first blowjob, I am hooked the moment his hot cock enters my mouth. There is just something about a hot hard cock resting upon your tongue wrapped in your lips that is just beyond description. The taste of him is quite nice as well, a little sweet a little salty, my tongue travels over the end of him in search of more flavor. When my head starts to move, he throws his head back and moans.

Tony guides my hand to the rest of him I am not taking in my bobbing mouth and guides me into moving my hand with my mouth. I look up at him his eyes are glazed over a half smile on his lips, he whispers things to me about how nice I make him feel. My free hand travels down to my pussy I find I am still wet and quite eager for more pleasure. With my fingers traveling in and out of my body getting close to another orgasm I redouble my efforts on the cock in my mouth.

I am starting to get more flavor from him when he grabs my head and pushes me back off him. He picks me up again then carries me into the bedroom, after depositing me on the bed he removes his shirt, I assume he put it on when he went for panties. When he gets on top of me he unbuttons my vest, his hands caress my breasts before he moves down and fastens his lips on first my right then my left nipple. The sucking and tongue movement he gives to both have me squirming on the bed asking for more.

He moves up, kisses me inserting his tongue into my mouth as he tries to enter me. I reach down between us and guide his cock to the soft lips of my pussy then let him do the rest he is inside me in one thrust. I wrap my legs around him as he pummels my pussy with his incessant pumping. I move with him as he does, the tender folds of my insides happily parting on his inward thrust, reluctantly closing on his withdrawals. I reach another orgasm like this, happily purring earning me an odd look before he shrugs and continues fucking me.

When I reach another orgasm Tony asks if I would like him to cum or keep going, I ask if he can keep going. He grabs my legs putting them over his shoulders opening me up to him in a lovely way. His cock going just that little extra farther in me has us both panting. I revel in the feel of him going that far, he is almost touching my cervix that has never happened to me before. I have an urge to get him to touch it with the tip of him, I try and move with him getting him farther in me, when he groans and thrusts a little harder he does.

The feel of his warmth against my cervix sets off my orgasm, I moan and yell my pleasure as he fills me up for the second time today. Tony collapses atop me breathing hard as the last of him empties into me my purring almost sets him asleep until I touch his cheek. His eyes open then he pulls out of me with a little sucking noise, he falls on the bed next to me. I roll over then curl up with my back against him, purring loudly.

"So are you going to purr every time we have sex now?" He asks as he gets on his side then puts an arm over me after pulling the comforter up over us.

"Old habits die hard, house cats are not the only cats that purr when they are happy. Be glad I do not have to go furry, I seem to be extra itchy on my back."

"So long as you don't use my leg as a scratching post, I had a cat growing up."

"I did to he was a terrific mouser, Mr. Whiskers. Don't laugh we got him when I was five. Pa was always saying he saved us ten dollars a year with his mousing ability. Of course mom was a little upset he slept with me, she picked him I suppose he knew I was going to end up like this."

"Could be, cats always seem to know when someone is sick, dying or sad, I do not see why he wouldn't know."

"Sick, dying, or sad give off a smell, cats can smell when a person is sick, dying, or sad. Sick and dying are both indicators it is a good target, sad can be a good time to attack as well, though with people it is an indicator they need some attention. There are myths that cats suck up the soul of the dying, it is there because they always pay close attention to dying anything."

"I think maybe I didn't need to know that, let's go to sleep." Tony says with a yawn.

I get myself comfy as Tony yawns behind me he puts his head down against the pillow. I listen to his breathing get quieter before he is asleep I smile to myself before giving off a yawn of my own. My eyes drift closed for a moment before opening a crack, my purring gets louder for a moment then quiets down as I settle into a languid nap.