Police Love, Chapter One

[Juruth]

He knew the streets.  Stepping out into the grime was when life began for him.  The smell of sex and garbage around every turn and sneaking down each alleyway.  The hookers and freaks.  Out of towners migrating into the big city on the wrong side of midnight for a neon drenched pilgrimage of flesh, drugs and who knows what the fukk else.  And he couldn't get enough of it.  He was like any other disciple of Baal cruising through the decadence; only he was armed, badged, and getting paid for it.  He smiled.  Once again dusk befell the world and he was escaping the suffocation of his over the hill, played out wife and dysfunctional kids.  It was time to do what he had to do.

[Wiggs]

What did he have to do?
BTW what the hell happened to lil' Peppers?

[polychronopolous]

How long until he bashes some minorities or does a few lines of blow off a hookers ass?

[Juruth]

Police Love, Chapter Four
He stood next to the dumpster behind The Pancake House.  He heard a rat stir from the bottom of the monstrous steel receptacle.  He looked into the night sky and there wasn't a cloud in it.  He studied the brilliantly lit moon, which looked bigger than ever.  The tentative sound of a car creeping towards him drew his eyes.  Inside his coat pocket his hand caressed the Glock.  The car was hidden behind the glare of headlights.  He took a step backward into the shadow of the dumpster, his trigger finger ready to make that Glock orgasm, if need be.  The headlights were turned off, and he recognized the black Monte Carlo SS.  Tony From East Boston was on time.  As he stepped toward the car, Tony pushed the driver's door open and got out.  Tony From East Boston stood about five-eight, and weighed 198 lbs of gym trained steel.  His jet black, blow dried hair and blue nylon running suit marked him as a "typical guinea".  He looked Tony in the eye and, without saying a word, reached out his hands and ripped the nylon top right off of Tony's buff torso.  "What the fuck," exclaimed the pissed off Italian.  Out came the Glock and Tony shut right the fukk up as the barrel was pressed against his temple.  With his free hand he patted Tony all over looking for a possible wire.  He took no chances with anyone, and it's how he managed to stay alive this long.

[~UN_$ung~]

why the skip from chapter 1 to chapter 4

[_bruce_]

Epic story - Columbo won't recover 

[Spike]

fckn cops around here are down right disgraceful --- this fck PASSES a STOPPED SCHOOL BUS WITH LIGHTS ON LETTING OFF A KID IN A WHEELCHAIR

FCKN DISGRACEFUL


sheriifs and HP are good guys but CITY COPS R FCKN IDIOTS - i get stabbed in the back in my own house with the biggest gddamn knife that fck could find AND he went back for another one AFTER stabbing me and the idiots charge him wiht MISDEMENOR assault with a deadly weapon WTF?? 200 stitches and an unprovoked attack and its not a felony?

Published: April 15, 2010

A Newton police officer has been accused of passing a stopped school bus while a wheelchair-bound student was getting off the bus Tuesday.

The bus driver and another witness saw the Newton patrol car pass the bus on North Ashe Avenue between North 13th Street and North 15th Street at about 3:15 p.m. The officer was not running with lights and sirens on.

The bus driver contacted Cecil Davis, director of the bus garage, who filed a report on the incident and sent it to Capt. Kevin Yarborough of the Newton Police Department.

Newton Chief Don Brown said it is not appropriate for an officer to pass a school bus that is stopped with its red lights flashing as children board and get off the bus.

"We take it very seriously," he said. "We certainly don't want to put anyone in danger."

The superintendent of Newton-Conover City Schools, Dr. Barry Redmond, agrees.

"We're always concerned when someone passes a stopped school bus," he said. "A child could be killed. We take it seriously and report it."

Yarborough is heading the Newton Police Department's internal investigation into the incident.

Brown said he believes it was a Newton officer who passed the bus, but the tag number provided by the bus garage is wrong. It's not from a Newton patrol car, but Brown said he thinks he knows which officer passed the bus.

The officer will be interviewed during his next scheduled shift.

"We will deal with it appropriately when we get to the bottom of it," Brown said.

He added that the department's goal is to make sure this type of incident never happens again.

"I expect anyone who violates this law to be disciplined according to the law," Redmond said.

The range of discipline will be determined based on the results of the internal investigation, Brown said.

The student who was getting off turns 17 years old this month. The bus was transporting students from Conover School, which serves disabled students from Catawba County Schools, Hickory Public Schools and Newton-Conover City Schools, according to the school's Web site.

Redmond said there is a bus monitor on the bus who helps the student get on the wheelchair lift to get off the bus. There is also a parent at the bus stop.

"It does take longer than a normal bus stop, but you're still expected to wait," he said.

[Juruth]

Chapter Seven
The ball of his right foot worked the accelerator pedal of the dark blue Crown Victoria like a lover caressing his lady: slowly, tenderly. No rush.  As the car crept along in second gear, his eyes drank in every detail of the sidewalk: The old stores, the milling crowd, the newspaper boxes.  Every now and then a down and out human laying on the sidewalk like debris under a sea of people.  He was looking for her.  He needed to be inside of her.  She was a ten dollar hooker but she had an ass worth a king's ransom.  He felt a surge of aggression radiate from his solar plexus and, like electricity, jolt every muscle fiber in his body into awareness.  He would find her tonight, and he would fuck her.

[_bruce_]

Ace 

[Fury]

fckn cops around here are down right disgraceful --- this fck PASSES a STOPPED SCHOOL BUS WITH LIGHTS ON LETTING OFF A KID IN A WHEELCHAIR

FCKN DISGRACEFUL


sheriifs and HP are good guys but CITY COPS R FCKN IDIOTS - i get stabbed in the back in my own house with the biggest gddamn knife that fck could find AND he went back for another one AFTER stabbing me and the idiots charge him wiht MISDEMENOR assault with a deadly weapon WTF?? 200 stitches and an unprovoked attack and its not a felony?

You know it's generally the DA or another prosecutor that decides what charges to file, right? 

[Juruth]

You know it's generally the DA or another prosecutor that decides what charges to file, right?  

?

[Spike]

You know it's generally the DA or another prosecutor that decides what charges to file, right?  

correct - yet in bumfck north carolina on a sunday when snows on the ground they did shit a bit different

no in this case it was the lead detective and the magistrate

all the magistrate did was CALL the fckn hospital and ask if I had any major sugeries - THATS ALL THEY BASED IT ON - so I guess I can pick that FAT ASS cop that works for them, shoot him in the ass, and if he doesnt need surgery I can SHOULD get charged with misdemenor assault with a deadly weapon???

I even had to DRIVE MY DAMN self to the police station with 3 layers of stitches, arm bleeding, to give my statement, cause he was too gddamn lazy to drive to the hospital, but THEY ALREADY CHARGED HIM with a MISDEMENOR BEFORE seeing the cut, taking my statement, or even looking at any pictures???  

bullsht - NO ONE came to the hospital

I know the local DA here and when I showed him the pic we took before I got my stitches HE CHANGED the CHARGE to inflicting serious bodily harm - guy actually apologized to me how the case was handled

but then I just ended up settling out of court so my parents wouldnt age 10yrs in 3months because my twink brother decides to stab me in my back in front of both my parents - jesus I had to go to the Dr the other day to get more anxiety meds cause this shit makes me pissed

[Juruth]

Chapter Eleven
"As far as I'm concerned, you deal on this corner, you owe me money," he said matter of factly.  He looked straight into Lil' Toke's eyes, letting the young black drug dealer know that he meant business.  "Otherwise," he continued, "I just might find a Nine in your backpack that's got a couple of bodies on it."  He studied Toke's face now.  The studied hardness began to dissolve into fear.  The dark eyes, broad nose and tuft of hair beneath his supple bottom lip was typical of the average gangbanger.  A face that usually projected murderous intent and fearlessness was now morphing into that of a nervous child; unsure of himself.  He had heard stories about the ruthless lawman in front of him now.  The beating this cop had put on his homeboy "Cheeseburger", and the frame job he ensnared his cousin "Junior" in.  No, Lil' Toke wanted no part of getting on this cop's bad side.  "I dunno, man" Toke began, "whachy'all want from me mang?"  "I'll tell you what I want homes," he said derisively, I want two hundred bucks a day for you to stand here everyday the way you do, and I want information.  I want to know what you're scumbag friends are up to.  And if you fuck with me...I don't think I have to tell you twice, do I?"

[polychronopolous]

He should held out for two hundred plus a blowjob.

[WOOO]

This thread gets 1/10

[Juruth]

Chapter Three
Turning the key, he pushed the motel door open.  She followed him into the dingy room.  A double bed with a beige spread took up most of the space.  Otherwise it was sparsely furnished, a closet with a couple of bent up wire hangers, a chest of drawers with a dirty mirror, and a waste basket which saw it's share of dirty needles and cum filled condoms.  Standing before him now, she ran her fingers across his powerful chest with one hand, and comforted his manhood with her other.  His lips sought hers, and now his tongue was down her throat.  Frantically, they undressed themselves and each other.  Lust permeated the stifling air in the little room.  He was bare ass naked, and she fell to her knees before taut, muscular body.  She took his turgid member deep into her mouth and throat, massaging his low hanging nuts with a soft hand.  Out of his mind with horniness now, he picked her up and deposited her on the bed.  She was clad only in a thong now.  Her Latina features enticed him all the more: her black hair and dark brown eyes, her bronze skin and brown nipples.  He hooked his fingers into the thong where it dug into her wide hips and began to peel them down.  Then, her big, thick, pulsating shaft was unleashed, with the head straining against it's own skin, longing for what would come next.

[Juruth]

Chapter Twenty Five
He made his way through the hallway of the crackhouse, stepping over

[El Diablo Blanco]

Chapter Three
Turning the key, he pushed the motel door open.  She followed him into the dingy room.  A double bed with a beige spread took up most of the space.  Otherwise it was sparsely furnished, a closet with a couple of bent up wire hangers, a chest of drawers with a dirty mirror, and a waste basket which saw it's share of dirty needles and cum filled condoms.  Standing before him now, she ran her fingers across his powerful chest with one hand, and comforted his manhood with her other.  His lips sought hers, and now his tongue was down her throat.  Frantically, they undressed themselves and each other.  Lust permeated the stifling air in the little room.  He was bare ass naked, and she fell to her knees before taut, muscular body.  She took his turgid member deep into her mouth and throat, massaging his low hanging nuts with a soft hand.  Out of his mind with horniness now, he picked her up and deposited her on the bed.  She was clad only in a thong now.  Her Latina features enticed him all the more: her black hair and dark brown eyes, her bronze skin and brown nipples.  He hooked his fingers into the thong where it dug into her wide hips and began to peel them down.  Then, her big, thick, pulsating shaft was unleashed, with the head straining against it's own skin, longing for what would come next.

This has become Wiggs approved.

[io856]

Chapter Three
Turning the key, he pushed the motel door open.  She followed him into the dingy room.  A double bed with a beige spread took up most of the space.  Otherwise it was sparsely furnished, a closet with a couple of bent up wire hangers, a chest of drawers with a dirty mirror, and a waste basket which saw it's share of dirty needles and cum filled condoms.  Standing before him now, she ran her fingers across his powerful chest with one hand, and comforted his manhood with her other.  His lips sought hers, and now his tongue was down her throat.  Frantically, they undressed themselves and each other.  Lust permeated the stifling air in the little room.  He was bare ass naked, and she fell to her knees before taut, muscular body.  She took his turgid member deep into her mouth and throat, massaging his low hanging nuts with a soft hand.  Out of his mind with horniness now, he picked her up and deposited her on the bed.  She was clad only in a thong now.  Her Latina features enticed him all the more: her black hair and dark brown eyes, her bronze skin and brown nipples.  He hooked his fingers into the thong where it dug into her wide hips and began to peel them down.  Then, her big, thick, pulsating shaft was unleashed, with the head straining against it's own skin, longing for what would come next.

WHAT THE FUCK? 

[Cleanest Natural]

Cut the straight shit Juruth. Give us what we want. Branch !