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  ‘Right, they still closed’ I shouted.

  ‘Yes … hurry up … I’m excited!’ she called back.

  I walked back in.

  ‘Keep ‘em closed … keep ‘em closed … OK OPEN!

  ‘WOW! My favourite … of all the things … that’s just perfect!

  I switched the TV on, found a good film on the movie channel – RomCom - perfect, then we both sat side by side on the sofa spooning the fab ice cream from the tub … just a perfect day!

  We both fell asleep about two thirds into the film after polishing off the ice cream. It was very cosy, just Donna and myself snuggled up on the sofa. We were asleep for at least a couple of hours, well at least I was, when I woke up Donna had left. I freshened up and called Donna.

  ‘Can’t speak’ Donna said abruptly and ended the call.

  I didn’t know what to make of it and was for the first time starting to feel a tad nervous of the whole situation. I stayed in all night, Donna did not call back and I was not going to call her, mainly for fear of what she would say.

  The next morning I was up early as I was working. I went in the office, Helen was in there.

  ‘Morning!’ I said

  ‘Morning Toj’. Said Helen.

  ‘Everything OK?’

  ‘You haven’t heard, have you’ said Helen.

  ‘No, heard what?’ I replied.

  ‘We had the old bill in here yesterday afternoon poking around and asking Zara some questions’

  ‘What questions’?

  ‘I don’t know, they were all in here and I couldn’t get close enough to hear anything, they then left with Zara and took her down to the station’

  ‘Is Zara here?’

  ‘No, I haven’t seen her since’

  ‘Where is she?’

  ‘I don’t know, she didn’t come back’

  ‘Is she still at the police station?’

  ‘I don’t know, nobody’s heard anything’

  ‘Oh … what do we do then?’ I said.

  ‘Don’t know, just carry on as normal I suppose, what do you think?’

  ‘I think you’re right Helen and I’m sure Zara will be in later and let us know what’s happening’

  We carried on as usual, getting the club ready for the days trade and just doing what we normally do. All the time though I’m thinking – did Donna, know about this, is that why she stayed with me yesterday afternoon then left without a goodbye, this is getting a bit heavy now and I can’t front Donna with it as she doesn’t know I know she’s a copper, I’ll keep my head down and see what pans out.

  ‘Who’s working tonight?’ I said to Helen.

  ‘Hang on … right … Sally, Sandra, Georgie and Lucy’

  ‘OK’

  ‘Are you singing tonight Toj’ asked Helen.

  ‘Er, yes, I think I am’

  ‘What you don’t know?’

  ‘Yes, sorry, I’m singing tonight’

  ‘Do you think we should give Barry a call, only if Zara is not back and you’re singing I’ll be on my own in the club’.

  ‘Good idea, in fact I’ll get Barry to do my session tonight, I’ll call him and sort it now’

  ‘OK, thanks’ said Helen.

  I called Barry who is the other regular singer and arranged for him to do my session tonight, I wanted to be around and not stuck on the stage, in any case I don’t think I would be in the right frame of mind.

  About 12 o’clock it was Helen’s lunch break and she left the club to go to her regular haunt a snobby café bar on the seafront. I was on my own and my head was all over the place with what was happening. I was thinking, Zara has been good to me and I don’t really know her involvement in all of this. She may be in it big time, or she may be a victim, I don’t know, what I do know is if she is still down the cop shop then there’s a big chance they will search this place and if they do they will find the stash of drugs and that drops Zara right in it. So, good decision or not I decided to move the drugs from Zaras safe and put them somewhere else, but where? I had about an hour on my own in the club whilst Helen was at lunch, to do this. I racked my brains to think of a good place … FUCK, WHERE? … I know, the railway station, they have those lockers you can hire. It all sounds like the stuff you see in the movies but they exist and I’m going to hide it all there.

  I ran up to my flat and grabbed my big gym bag. I went into the kitchen and found a pair of rubber gloves and dashed to the office. Gloves on, I opened my phone, found the code and opened the safe. I started to put the drugs in the suitcase, fucking heavy those packets … SSSHHHIIITTTT!!!! As I started taking the packets out I could see behind them was a huge stash of money … FUCKING THOUSANDS! Bollocks … I took the lot! I called a cab and asked to be picked up around the back of the club, it’s where they pick up the bar girls at night, there’s never anyone around and the CCTV out there is not working, never has worked. I waited about ten minutes – which seemed like forever – the cab arrived and took me to the railway station. Fortunately the cabbie wasn’t in the mood for chit chat just silence all the way … good! I paid the cabbie and went into the railway station. I asked at the desk about the lockers, it was easy, got a key, put the bag in the locker, locked it, called for a cab – I decided to call a different cab firm – cab arrived, back to the club … job done!

  Five minutes later Helen was back from lunch.

  ‘Is Zara back?’ Helen asked.

  ‘No, still not back’ I answered keeping a complete straight face and battling to keep my enormous adrenalin rush under control.

  With that there was a loud BANG, BANG, BANG at the club front door.

  ‘POLICE, OPEN UP!’

  ‘It’s the police! Said a startled Helen.

  ‘Stay here, I’ll answer it!’ I said.

  BANG, BANG, BANG … POLICE OPEN UP!

  ‘Yes, OK, I’m coming’

  I opened the door.

  ‘We have Zara at the station and we have a warrant to search the premises’ said the plain clothes copper at the door.

  I stepped aside and about a dozen coppers came into the club.

  ‘You are?’ said the detective.

  ‘Toj’ I answered.

  ‘Toj what?’ he replied.

  ‘Oh, sorry, that’s my nickname … it’s Greg Reynolds’

  ‘Is there anyone else here?’

  ‘Err, yes, Helen, she’s in the office’

  ‘Please sit with this officer’

  With that he got Helen and made her sit with me. He then went outside and came back in with Zara who was looking very scared. Three detectives walked Zara to the office, there was also another guy with a briefcase, he must be her solicitor I thought. About ten minutes later the police left but not with Zara. Helen and myself rushed straight into the office, Zara was now looking shocked (I wonder why!).

  ‘You OK!’ Helen said to Zara.

  ‘Yes … I’m OK’ Zara replied.

  ‘What’s happened, where have you been, what’s going on, what’s …’

  Zara interrupted Helens questions.

  ‘It’s OK, just a big misunderstanding, everything’s OK, don’t worry … it’s all OK’ Zara said looking a lot happier, somewhat relieved and totally baffled!

  Zara asked us to leave the office.

  ‘What do you think’s going on? Helen said to me.

  ‘I have no idea! … Whatever it is Zara will either tell us, or not … you know how cagey she is … my suggestion is to leave it be’.

  ‘I think you’re right’

  I know I’m right I thought to myself.

  A couple of days passed, I still hadn’t heard from Donna. Zara seemed in a really happy mood, maybe I had done her a favour, maybe she was a victim, who knows! What I did know was I had the drugs and the money stashed. I decided to take a closer look and went to the railway station. I opened the locker and looked inside my gym bag. The money was all in used fifty pound notes, I counted one pile … five grand … there was twenty piles … a hund
red grand! A FUCKING HUNDRED GRAND! I’m fucking having that for myself I thought! But the drugs were a problem, I needed to get rid of them! I also needed to get rid of the whole problem … Lucy’s boyfriend is in on this, I don’t know how and I don’t want to know but he’s definitely involved. This is what I did!

  The next day I hired a car and waited until very late. I drove to the railway station and stashed the drugs in three black bin liners which were inside each other for strength. I put the black bag in the boot and drove to the beach hut where he hang out. At the back of his hut was a tight space between it and the sea wall. I gently dropped the bag behind the hut, it didn’t fall straight to the ground but wedged itself nicely between the back of the hut and the sea wall … perfect! I then drove back to the railway station. Outside there are a couple of public phone boxes. I put my rubber kitchen gloves on which I had taken with me and called 999.

  ‘The drugs are behind beach hut number one five three on the seafront’ I said in a very strange voice and put the phone down.

  I drove back to a place where I could park and see the hut without being noticed. I waited about an hour … bollocks … didn’t work and as I was about to fuck off three plod cars pulled up near the hut. I could see them looking over the wall and I could see they had the black bag … then within seconds they had Lucy’s boyfriend cuffed and in the car, I waited for them to drive off … then drove back to the club.

  The next day it was all over the evening local paper! A big story for this town, big drugs bust … blah, blah, blah!

  Now I just needed to know if I was in the clear and the only way to find out was to see Donna. If she was up for a shag then I felt safe as there was no way she would get involved with a suspect. I called her.

  ‘Hello Toj … where have you been?’

  ‘I could say the same about you … you just left and never called me back! I said.

  ‘Sorry, it’s a long story, had some shit to sort out with my ex’ she replied.

  ‘Right, well I need a shag and I really need one tonight!’

  ‘You are a sweet talking bastard, aren’t you!’

  ‘If I say so myself!

  ‘It’s a bit late’ she replied.

  ‘Got any stockings?’ I asked.

  ‘WHY?’

  ‘What I want right now is black stockings, high heels, tight skirt, blouse with your tits bursting out … the full tarty look … be round my place within the hour!

  I ended the call without giving her time to reply. I had a good shower concentrating on the cock of course. Splashed on some smelly and laid on my bed … ready for action!

  About an hour and a half passed … then the door buzzer buzzed … it was Donna! I pressed the button and could hear her walking up the stairs, she came into my flat and closed the front door.

  ‘Toj … where are you?’

  ‘In the bedroom!’

  She pushed the bedroom door open … she was in her COPPERS UNIFORM! I went white … they know … I’ve been caught … I just totally froze! With that she walked up to me and just stared at me … she could see I was very scared!

  ‘GOTCHA! She said.

  ‘WHAT?’

  She pulled out her handcuffs and handcuffed me to the bed. With that she slowly lifted her skirt up, just to the top of her black stockings so I could see her thigh. She then put her hand inside her knickers and started frigging herself and said …

  ‘That fucking shit you up, didn’t it, so you want some of this do you!’

  She was right, I fucking shit myself … more than she would ever imagine … fucking cow!

  Now my cock had shrivelled up with fright which turned into sheer ecstasy as still standing in front of me she pulled off her knickers and lifted her skirt right up. She then unbuttoned her shirt and her tits burst out … she wasn’t wearing a bra … I couldn’t move as I was fastened by the cuffs … she climbed onto the bed and straddled me then lowered her pussy onto my cock!

  ‘I want a good fuck tonight Toj, don’t you dare come until I’m ready … do you hear me!’

  ‘Easier said than done! I replied.

  ‘Trust me Toj, you fucking hang on in there or you’ll be sorry!’

  ‘Yes officer!’

  She moved her pussy slowly backwards and forwards on my now throbbing cock. She was feeling every inch of and really getting off on it. I could feel her tightening inside … she come! She then lifted herself off and started kissing my cock all over until she got to the end of it when she licked it gently rolling her gorgeous tongue around the end of my cock.

  ‘Don’t you fucking come!’ she said with purpose.

  I never said a word and was hanging onto it … just! She then put her pussy on my cock again and eased herself down slowly with her breathing becoming heavier and heavier … she tightened inside … and come again! She then lowered her wonderful tits onto my face.

  ‘Suck my tits!’ she said.

  I obliged and as I was she started moving her pussy on my cock again … she tightened once more inside … she come again. She lent forward and unlocked me from the cuffs.

  ‘Now fuck me hard … really hard … from behind!

  She gasped heavily, I started to fuck her hard … really hard … all the shit that had happened over this drugs thing, the money, the hut, the relief of getting away with it … with every hard push I was getting all that shit out of my system … Donna was now actually shouting aloud.

  ‘MORE, MORE, HARDER, HARDER, HARDER … YES, YES, YES … YYYEEESSS!

  She came again! Then I came with a huge grunting noise myself, I don’t usually make that kind of sound when I come but this was different … VERY DIFFERENT … A HUNDRED GRANDS WORTH OF COME!

  ~~~~~

  WHO’S THE …

  A few months passed, I was regularly shagging Donna or Helen as I now knew her. She told me she was a copper (which I already knew of course!). The whole drugs episode was sorted, Lucy’s boyfriend copped it and I believe he also led them to the big wigs who had fronted the whole thing. Nothing was ever mentioned in the papers about the money and Helen (I preferred her as Donna!) never mentioned anything about her work or anything about the drugs case … suited me! I started slowly bit by bit putting the money into my savings account, not too much at a time to avoid any suspicion, I’d transferred about sixty grand, I bought a nice car with twenty and told Zara I had leased it and I bought premium bonds with the rest. Helen was real fun and a lovely fuck but a phone call from a number I didn’t know one day changed everything.

  ‘Hello?’ I said.

  ‘Is that you Toj? Said a softly spoken female.

  ‘Yes … who’s this?’

  ‘It’s Sara!’

  ‘Sara?’ I said not knowing who the fuck Sara is.

  ‘Sara, Steves ex?’ she said.

  ‘Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t recognise your voice … how are you?’

  ‘I’m fine … you?’

  ‘Yes, great … so to what do I owe this pleasure’

  ‘I need to talk to you Toj’

  ‘That’s a little difficult as I’m living on the coast now’

  ‘Really, what are you doing there?’

  ‘Long story, but I’m singing and managing a nightclub’

  ‘Sounds really good’ she replied.

  ‘What was it you wanted to talk about, is it Steve … is he alright?’

  ‘Yes, yes he’s OK … er … it’s actually you I wanted to talk about Toj’

  ‘Me … OK … what is it?’

  Sara went quiet.

  ‘Sara … what is it … you OK?’

  She then just came right out with it!

  ‘You’re a Daddy!’

  ‘Pardon?’ I replied.

  ‘You’re a Daddy … she’s a beautiful little girl … I named her Maggie’

  ‘A Daddy … you’re saying when we …’

  ‘Yes, you are the only one I have … you know … in over a year, well almost two years … since my fella left … I’ve been
on my own … the night we …’

  ‘REALLY!’

  ‘Yes really … she’s yours and she’s so beautiful … would you like to see her?’

  Now I went quiet.

  ‘Would you like me to send you a picture to your phone? She asked.

  I couldn’t speak, I was just feeling shocked, happy, scared … I don’t know how to explain it.

  ‘Toj?’

  ‘Yes, I’m still here … is she definitely mine?’

  ‘Yes Toj, she’s definitely yours’

  ‘Then yes … please send the picture’

  ‘OK, don’t hang up, I’m sending it now’

  I just stood staring at my phone … numb! I waited for what seemed like a lifetime then … ping … a text arrived. I opened the text which had a picture to download. My thumb hovered over the download button … then I pressed it … the picture opened … there she was and Sara was so right, she’s absolutely beautiful … she was looking straight at me … ‘Hello Maggie’ I said to the picture of her … I then couldn’t help myself … I just smiled and cried all at the same time … tears were running down my face with happiness … ‘Oh Maggie, you’re so beautiful … I’m your Daddy!’ I said speaking to the picture again. I got back to the call with Sara, sniffling away and said ..

  ‘Sara, she’s so beautiful!’

  Now Sara started crying too.

  ‘Can I come and see you?’ I asked Sara.

  ‘That would be perfect, I was hoping you would, I just didn’t know whether to call you or not but I plucked up the courage’ she replied as she was crying.

  ‘Sara … thank you so much for telling me … I’m so totally … I can’t put it into words but happy would be a good start!

  ‘I’m so relieved Toj … and thank you!’

  ‘For what?’

  ‘Just thank you’

  ‘You know Sara I felt something very special when we made love … now I know why!’

  ‘I felt it too Toj and I pretty much knew straight away I was pregnant’

  ‘How did you know?’

  ‘I just knew, it’s a woman’s thing’

  ‘What about Steve, does he know?’

  ‘No, Steve’s not with the band anymore, he’s living with a girl and he hasn’t been in contact for months, I don’t even know where he is’