I had to work a partial day so I put on my uniform and headed off to work. My first traffic stop was a drunken woman, maybe in her forties. I had her ...ull over and had to help her out of the car. It was only nine o'clock in the morning and she was dead drunk. She had left an all night party and was headed home. She offered me sex if I wouldn't arrest her, spreading her legs and then showing me her pussy. I just told her I was an officer of the law, paid by the city, to do my job. I put her in. The captain had asked, that is, not quite ordered, me to scout through these woods an find the Confederates who were taking pot shots at our troops whenever the opportunity arose. I was out of uniform, since I wanted to be able to slip around without being seen. My buckskins did a hell of a good job blending in with the bushes and other brush under the trees.I was armed with my Spencer carbine, my bowie knife, and two Starr DA .44 caliber pistols carried in cross draw holsters. I was going to. He looks at my crotch then looks up at me and asks me to sit next to him on the brown leather couch, I do as he asks and sits beside him facing him with my legs folded under my butt and my hands on my lap. He turns to me placing his hand atop mine, saying to me what we have just done was a mistake and was inappropriate, it was my fault Lexi not yours, I was swept up in my emotions and you came into my office with your sweet smell and smiling face to check on me. He goes onto rub my hand and. He was well guarded, insulated from the peons by the best layers of security that money could buy. There had been 4 serious and a dozen less capable attempts on his life this year. None of them had come close to working and they had resulted in five more public executions.Katy was 16 now and while she was head and shoulders above her ex-crèche mates, she was still an untrained teenage girl in a city filled with people who had spent lifetimes committing crimes much more complex than anything she.