Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
I sit down, arranging my skirt and top and proceed to wait … and wait … and wait. Finally, after half an hour, the door opens, and a very handsome police officer strides inside. He comes to a complete stop when he sees me before checking the clipboard in his hand.
“Miss Hughes?” he asks, quirking a black eyebrow at me.
“Yes, I’m Leah Hughes,” I answer hastily before standing up and extending my hand. “It’s nice to meet you. Thank you for coming.”
He crushes my small palm in his large one before taking a seat at the table. Goodness gracious, the police officer is gorgeous with dark hair, flashing blue eyes, and a muscular physique. The light blue short-sleeved top highlights the breadth of his shoulders, and he’s got long legs encased in navy slacks. Nonetheless, I’m here for a purpose and take a deep breath.
“Officer--?”
“Lane,” he finishes for me. “What can I do for you, Miss Hughes?”
“I’m glad you ask,” I say. “I’ve heard rumors around town, and I’m here to see if there’s any truth to him.”
Officer Lane’s black brows go up.
“Rumors? What kind of rumors? Dangerous ones?”
I twist my hands in my lap.
“Well, not exactly dangerous,” I murmur. “More like disturbing.”
His brows go even higher, although there’s a twinkle in his blue eyes.
“Disturbing, how? Please be more specific, Miss Hughes. I need to know details in order to help.”
Goodness, this is going to be more embarrassing than I thought. My cheeks color when I meet his eyes.
“Well, I’ve heard rumors that there’s a man skulking around town. Well, not skulking exactly, but going out on dates with women and … ah, well the word is that he’s not normal.”
“Like a predator?” Officer Lane asks with a frown. “Is he inviting women to his hotel room? Drugging girls? Knocking them out and then taking advantage of them?”
“No, not exactly that,” I hesitate.
Officer Lane looks serious now, and leans forward, his shoulders massive and muscular.
“Then how? Is he catfishing women? I know that happens occasionally. Unfortunately, it’s a pretty common tactic in the internet era. Both men and women steal other peoples’ photos and then go crazy on dating sites. We’ve had plenty of complaints along those lines, but unfortunately, catfishing isn’t a crime. At least not yet. If you’ve had a bad experience along those lines, Miss Hughes, I’m afraid you’ll have to complain to the dating platform, and maybe file a report with the Better Business Bureau. I know that Tinder, Match, and many other dating sites are working to eliminate catfish profiles, but it’s like trying to eliminate cockroaches: they’ll always be there no matter what,” he shrugs. “Is that all? I’m sorry I couldn’t be of more help if you were catfished, but unfortunately, the law hasn’t caught up with the reality of on-line romance.”
“Oh no no,” I say hastily. “I wasn’t catfished. I’m not here about that.”
The handsome police officer is quickly losing patience.
“Then what is it?” he asks. “How can I help you?”
“Well, ah, the rumor I’ve heard is that there’s a man going around town who has two dicks,” I say in a quick voice. “That’s what I’m here for.”
Officer Lane is clearly flummoxed and looks at me like I’m crazy.
“I’m sorry?”
“He has two dicks,” I say in an embarrassed voice as my cheeks go pink. “That’s what I’ve heard at least, and I was wondering if the police keep records about this type of thing.”
Officer Lane is now looking at me as if I’ve grown two heads.
“I’m sorry, I’m still not sure that I’m hearing you correctly. Did you say that there’s a man in Allentown with two cocks? And that he’s terrorizing women somehow?”
“Yes, exactly!” I chirp with a smile. “Although I’m not sure that ‘terrorizing’ is the right word because I think some of the women like it. I think it feels good actually…”
Officer Lane shakes his head while pinching the bridge of his nose, like he can feel a massive migraine coming on.
“And this is a crime because …?”
“Well, it’s not a crime exactly,” I say in a hasty voice. “I didn’t say that it’s a crime crime. I’m just concerned about the well-being of the female population, and I was wondering if you’ve heard reports. You know, women going to the hospital, or a woman coming here and maybe filing a complaint, or maybe even a man doing the same. I don’t know if our perpetrator is bisexual, gay, or straight, although the rumors only involve women so far.”
Officer Lane is no longer amused. In fact, there’s a dark flush on his cheeks and his jaw is tight.
“I’m sorry, Miss Hughes, but you do realize that my time is valuable, right? That I could be solving real crimes at this very moment, and that you’re taking time away from those victims with your stories of men with double dicks roaming the city and doing whatever.”