Several months have passed since I escaped from the DDA, and in these months I have been living the life of the Rich Baztad. Different ladies every night, s_x none stop with amazing red-hot goddesses of different sizes and ages.....Man has my life gone back to normal.
My detective badge became a lot more useful, for new clubs and hotels had been opened in LA, so parties went on none stop.
"Sir Rich!", A voice yelled from a side of the club, the music was so loud I could barely hear what he said after that.
"I'll talk to you later!", I yelled back and turned to the girl in the smoking red dress I have been checking out since I got in the club.
Blonde hair, red skippy handless gown, big b__bs, and a fat ass that occasionally took peeks of the club when ever she moved in a certain way.
F_ck! I need to go down on this girl tonight.
I ignored the guy calling and danced to where she was.
"Hello Miss!", I said tapping her shoulder from behind, she turned around with a 'what's up' expression as she danced on.
I went closer to her ear, "LAPD!", I whispered showing her my badge, and immediately pulled her by her arm to the corner of the club.
"What's wrong sir?", She asked scared, "have you been taking anything illegal?", I asked rudely, "no sir!", She replied still scared.
"Open your mouth!", I said and without hesitating for a second she opened her mouth, and I began to inspect. Her teeth were crimson white.
Perfect!
I was getting too excited, blood pumping and all, and was also a little bit tipsy.
"Keep em open", I said as I looked at her partially exposed b__bs. god d_mn! I need to speed things up.
My eyes immediately saw something in her small red purse, "What's that in your purse?", I asked and she quickly closed it.
"What's what?", She replied in dismay.
Jackpot!
"Don't you hide that from me, I saw the coke in your purse!", I said trying to get her purse. In the process her purse fell on the floor and the wrapped coke fell out of her bag.
"Gotcha!", I said and quickly picked it up, "officer I can explain!", she said as she drew closer. "I am all ears!", I smiled looking at her, "well .....ummm", she said curling up her hair with her fingers, as she came closer.
"Let's take this else where!", I said as I pulled her out. She hesitated for a bit as we moved out, "why don't we just stay here!", she said trying to take my hand off hers. As soon as her hand came in contact with my forearm, she refused to let go, caressing my forearm.
Even from my high fabricated suit, she could feel how muscular my arm was, and decided to give in like they all do.
"What's going on there!", a huge guy with an annoying mohawk interupted.
What does this clown want?
"Leave the pretty lady alone!", he commanded, "LAPD!", I said raising up my badge to scare him away, "I ain't scared of no cops!", he said and raised his hand.
And in a few seconds some other huge men like himself showed their self, "f_ck!", I muttered.
"I am just doing my job man!", I said to him timidly. "Let her go!", he commanded, I looked at him and made no moves, "I said let her go now!", he repeated much louder, now getting a few attention.
On seeing me still doing nothing, he picked up a bottle and broke it. At this time the music went off and all eyes were on us.
F_ck! Attention, something I have tried earnestly to avoid, "Why don't we take this outside", I said to him politely, but now getting p_ssed.
"Ouh! my arm!", the hot blonde screeched in pain, "sorry!", I said and let go of her arm.
We got outside.
"Cops, always putting their nose in places they don't belong!", he said and the next thing I felt on my bag was a heavy bat.
I flew and fell on the floor, "we are going to break those legs of yours!", he added as he got close.
I got up slowly, trying to stall by talking.
"Break my legs uh?", I said taking of my suit, "meaning my arms are not important to you", I added turning to the blonde about to sneak away, "hey blonde!", I said and threw my suit at her. "Hold that for me will you!", I said to her and turned to them.
"Now where were we?", I asked stretching my legs, "breaking your legs!!", one yelled as he ran forward.
"They are all yours!", I said jumping into the air, and spin kicking his face.
He flew and ended up in a wooden trash can, with his head in and the rest of his body sticking out.
"One down 1.1 and 1.2 to go!", I said as they looked at me in confusion as I walked towards the guy whose body was sticking out the trash can.
"1.1!", I yelled forcefully stomping his first leg, "Argghh!!!", he screaming as we heard his bone break, "1.2!", I added stepping on the second as he yelled some more and began to cry like a child.
I laughed still flexing my leg, "I love seeing a grown man cry like a child", I said and turned to the boss who ordered we came out, "his broken leg's on you! You caused this", I said pointing at him.
He began to inhale and exhale like a wild bull, "someone's mad!", I said and began to jump and make weird sounds like the ones bruce lee made before fighting.
He charged in with force and aggression, and when he got close enough, I threw my leg at his from the side, and his leg broke in an instant.
"Arghh!! Papa!!!", he screamed in pain crying, "2 and 2.1 down 2.2 to go!", I said walking closer to him.
"Please!", he cried begging, "shhhhhh!", I said putting a finger to my mouth, "cover them!", I commanded him, and like a baby would, he put his hand on his mouth and sobbed quietly.
"You said you want to take down both legs didn't you?", I asked looking at him as the rest of his men contemplated attacking.
"Didn't you!", I yelled raising my leg up, "yes! yes! I did!", he cried some more. "Don't you think it would be unfair to leave one of yours?", I asked.
"Please!", he begged on, "shhhhh!", I hushed again and he covered his mouth still crying like a child.
"Please sir", one of his friend begged, "he was only trying to protect our drug dealer, Maria!", he said.
"Maria", I repeated stroking my chin.
"Very well, I'll let you go on this foot!", I said and turned to the blonde I threw my suit at, "where's the b_tch!", I said looking around.
"She left during the fight", one replied, I snorted and turned to the bikes parked outside.
"Your key!", I said to the crying boss.
"Here!", I said carefully bringing it out of his pocket and handing it to me.
"Sir Rich!", same person yelled coming out of the bar, I quickly turned to him.
"Sir Rich!", he went on, "how can I help you kid?", he asked, "it's John!", he replied.
I looked at his face once again and remembered the boy I was teaching how to flirt the other time. "hey kid, how are you doing?", I said to him putting the key in the motor bike.
"I am fine sir, I have been looking everywhere for you... I was shocked to see on the news that you are wanted by the DDA", he replied, "Is that what you came to say?", I asked reving the bike, "No sir! I just wanted to thank you for what you did the other time, I am now in a relationship with the girl you helped me get, and I am thinking we are going to get married", he said elated.
I laughed and looked at him, "be careful what you do with your heart kid, its treatment tools are very rare", I said to him smiling, and then I drove off.
The DDA wants me, they had my pictures on the walls and in the news. But the truth is, even those who recognize me are too scared to turn me in, either for fear of me or the DDA, cause they have not really kept a reputation of doing they say.
I drove following my gps.
I finally arrived at my destination, walked into the reception room, and after a brief chat with the big b__bed receptionist, I collected her number.
I knocked on the door repeatedly but gently, "hello, it's the room service", I said as I continued.
"I am coming", a female's voice resonated from inside and in a short while the door was opened.
On seeing her I whistled.
"Hello Maria!", I greeted as I watched her stand frozen, shocked, wet and wrapped up in a towel.
You guys didn't really think I let her go just like that did you? Come on guys, it's Rich Baztad, the detective. In the suit I threw at her, was some stacks of cash, one capable of tempting a priest to commit theft, how much more a drug mistress. In same suit was my phone which was linked to my GPS. Once I found her hotel, and saw that the receptionist was a female with a pussy between her legs, the mystery was solved.
Is it just me, or did some one turn up the heat?
to be continued.....
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