Chapter Three
“Like the costume?” Kelly asked, twirling for her audience. Sharon whistled. It was completely outrageous.
Kelly was dressed as a cop —a s*x-fantasy in blue. From head to toe, she wore a stiff-billed police officer’s hat with silver insignia, tipped at a jaunty angle. Her long blonde hair was drawn into a severe bun. Mirror shades gave her a stern, dominant look. Her starched blue uniform shirt stretched tight over her ample chest; the last four buttons were unbuttoned so that the ends could be tied off, exposing her midriff. She wore a Sam Browne belt with a leather holster, a billy club and handcuffs hanging from it. A high-cut leotard bottom, also in blue, exposed her legs as far as they would go. Her legs were covered in opaque striped hose, blue and white. High heeled
