Officer Garrett
Heidi © 2008

Seeing the neighborhood kids playing baseball in front of her building only added to Shelby Lewis’ annoyance.  The only thing that kept her from really going over the edge was that it was Friday, and she had two days to recoup before she had to start another crazy workweek filled with 12 working hour days.  And right now, what was calling her was a glass of wine, a joint and a spa like bubble bath. 

Stepping into her apartment, Shelby dropped everything at the door and kicked off her shoes.  The hard wood floors under her feet felt wonderful.  Those heels were hours past their 6-hour limit.  She grabbed the bottle of wine from the rack and opened it; a full-bodied red was always her favorite.  Shelby started to wonder if maybe she had a drinking problem as the sound of the cork popping and the wine filling the glass relaxed her more.  Oh well, that thought didn’t last long as she made her way to the bathroom to start her bath.  Shelby didn’t have much, but she made a good decent living…slowly she was paying her way out of the debt that she had accumulated during her last relationship, a marriage that was also 3 years past its expiration date. Now her pieces of heaven were the little moments that she was able to afford to pamper herself.  Choosing from an array of different bath salts and bubbles, Shelby settled on a lemon grass scented bath salt and a vanilla bean infused bubble bath.  Oops…she almost forgot her “herbal essences” to complete the night.  She found her special wooden smoke box, and rolled a small joint.  Pushing play on her favorite mix R&B CD, shelly began to undress. 

Not five minutes after settling into her at home spa on a budget oasis, Shelby is startled by a thud sound…and then another.  Who knew a simple thud sound would make a person tense right up.  “Those damn kids”, Shelby thought.  Seems like they were trying to make a home run hit right into her apartment window.  Shelby was so mad that she almost slipped out of the tub ready to call the precinct to send a squad car over to make those street urchins stop playing ball.  The worst part was that there was a park as well as a baseball field right across the street, but for some strange reason those kids loved to play next to her building.  The superintendent of the building was of no use…even after multiple tenants complained about their ball playing and loitering. 

After what seemed like 10 minutes, Shelby spotted a squad car slowing down in front of her apartment building.  Relieved she threw on her sweats and a tank and pulled her hair in a ponytail to meet the officers downstairs.  She needed to let them know that this was an on going problem with these kids, and a few windows in the building have actually been broken in the past because of them.

What she did not expect was to see a fine 6’4 brown brother. She was so taken, Shelby almost forgot why she called the precinct.  He had the build of a football player…and the nerve to have a dimple.   His badge read Officer Garrett, and judging by his “swagger” and authority, she guessed he wasn’t a rookie. When he asked her what seemed to be the problem, Shelby immediately began telling him about the neighborhood kids and how they have been running a muck on the block.  The more she talked the more frustrated she became.  He looked at her intently…noting how flustered she seemed. She was tall …at least 5’10 and was thick in all the places he liked.  She had one dimple on her left cheek and smelled like coco butter or vanilla.  Her hair was natural and curly reaching past her shoulders if she didn’t have it in a ponytail.  He was definitely intrigued.  She couldn’t have been more than 30 years of age, and here she was sounding like a retired senior citizen complaining about the kids playing on her yard.  He actually found it a bit amusing. 

Shelby thought she saw a something of amusement from him and misunderstood.  She started to feel embarrassed because she thought she looked like something like a child tattle telling on kids. She finally asked if there was anything that could be done.  The officer basically said that at the most he could do was ask the kids to move.  And said that if they kept coming back, to just call the precinct again to have a squad car sent. Eventually they should get the message.  Shelby felt defeated because she knew these kids’ heads were as hard as the baseball they try to hit through her windows. 

All of a sudden, Officer Garrett wasn’t that fine anymore…he wasn’t helpful at all.  And once she realized that she had off handedly dismissed him with a “whatever” and started walking towards the front door of her building.  She was going back to her at home spa bath (which had more than likely cooled off by now) and work her way back to distressing.  The officer noted her attitude change and was not pleased by her off handed dismissal.  He told his partner to try and get the kids moving while he took more information from Ms. Lewis.  Shelby rolled her eyes, why take more information if there was nothing else he could do about the situation?  Exasperated, Shelby held the door open for the officer. 

Once in the apartment, Officer Garrett began asking her standard questions while writing something down in his little note pad.  The more questions she was asked the more Shelby wished she had just ignored the thud on her window. Little did she know, Mr. Garrett wasn’t interested in her answers per say.  He just wanted an excuse to see where she lived, how she lived, and if she had a boyfriend.  He even went as far as to ask which window did the ball hit. The final question almost made her heart stop.  He asked her what kind of incense she was burning.  Shelly had forgotten that she had started smoking her joint while in the tub. Hopefully the scented bath offset the smell of ganja.  She lied and told him she burned nag champa incense. 

Officer Garrett knew exactly what he smelled and he was none too pleased…especially with ease she found in lying to him.  Shelby now feeling that she needed to get this man out the door stood up from her seat and asked if that was all.  The officer getting all the information he needed stood up and said that was all….for now.

He followed her to the door, appreciating the way her backside looked…even in sweats.  As she unlocked the front door, Officer Garrett stepped in closely behind her…pushing her against it. 

His voice was low but calm as he whispered in her ear, “You know that I can arrest you for having drugs in here.” He said it so calm and matter-of-factly.  Shelby was completely lost for words.  She began stuttering trying to make excuses. 

Officer Garrett continued on with his intimidation, “Nothing to say now?  Just down stairs you had a whole lot of back talk with that ‘whatever’ bullshit comment.  That is not how you show your appreciation to someone who serves this city to protect you.  Now, before I leave…you will learn to be a little more respectful.”

He grabbed that damned ponytail and turned her so that she would have to look at him while she was pressed against the door.  Shelby was in shock… what the hell was really happening?

“Now repeat after me.  Thank you Officer Garrett, for coming out here to try and resolve my domestic issue”.

Shelby was unbelievably embarrassed…humiliated is more like it.  But underneath all of that, if you traveled into the folds of her most intimate place…you would find her arousal.  But it was her ego the kept her from repeating what the officer asked her to say. She tried to struggle, but the officer was too strong and didn’t give her an extra inch of space with that door.  She told him she would have him removed from the force, and file a suit with him and his precinct so fast that he’d be lucky if he could get a job as a sanitation worker.. 

Losing patience, Officer Garrett tightened his hold on her hair and jerked it, “I am not the one to play with.  I am not the one you want to piss off.  I asked your ass politely to repeat after me.  Thank you Officer Garrett, for coming out here to resolve my domestic issue. “ 

Realizing that this officer was not going to leave, Shelby repeated his words through clenched teeth, “Thank you Officer Garrett for coming out to resolve my domestic issue.  Now please get out.”

By this time Shelby was shaking…from fear and anger at having no control over her situation. 

Officer Garrett realized this woman had heart.  She repeated what he wanted her say, but she was still defiant.  He liked her energy and needed to harness it, he wanted control over it. 

“There…much better.  That wasn’t so hard now was it?” he asked as his hand traveled down her back and settled on her globe shaped bottom.  He began to grind into her pushing harder into the door. 

Inhaling her closely, Officer Garrett moaned, “You know you are too fine to be smoking that shit and you should know better.

The heat started in Shelby’s face and traveled down ward.  Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew this was not appropriate, this had to be some sort of violation of conduct.  But she couldn’t help but be aroused by his control of her and the sizeable bulge grinding into her.  Completely flushed Shelby pushed herself off the door and abruptly turned to face the officer.

“I asked you politely to leave…please leave”.

Officer Garrett regained his composure and stepped back.  With a smile he titled his head.  He knew that she was trying to regain some sort of control.  He knew that she was affected because her breathing was irregular.  He was going to break her down eventually, but for now he knew he left her with a lasting impression.

“Yes…yes you did.  Tell you what, if you have any problems with those kids outside, just call me personally”, he handed her a card.  “I think I have all the information that I need for now Ms. Lewis.  I will be in touch.”

Shelby said nothing as she held the door open for the officer.  Not until the door was closed behind him did Shelby feel she exhaled for the first time in five minutes.