A Grace-ful solution

Lt. Grace Sheridan, 5'7" tall, 150 pounds, with her brown hair in a ponytail, and her classic blue street uniform was second in command of a tiny police department in a town that hosted a major bible college. While usually being a college town was grounds for a large **** to address drunk and disorderly, the relatively sedate nature of the bible college meant that the crime load was far lower than normal.

Unfortunately a noise complaint had come in while her two patrol officers were occupied with an accident on the interstate at the edge of their jurisdiction, but Grace was a big girl, and she had come up through the ranks through efficiency and good policing. She would be chief of the tiny department, but she had no desire to drive out her best friend Chief Kristen Hudson, and normally Grace liked to avoid the political aspects of being the actual chief.

Ah well, Grace thought as she got off on the floor of a noise complaint. As she approached the apartment in question, she detected a distinctive odor of marijuana and sighed. She had hoped that it would be a quick warning, but stoners meant paperwork and wasted time. "Supervisor to dispatch"

"Dispatch, go"

" looks like this one may take a while, best to clock me as unavailable for end of shift"

"You sure boss? I can dispatch mike or Dana once they clear the accident technically you shouldn't clock out until after you clear your call."

"No need, this looks like some coed escaped parents and decided to experiment with pot and loud music. I'll put the fear of god back into her and end my shift when its done."

"All right LT, you need anything you call in. Otherwise have a good shift weekend, out."

"Roger, out"

Lt. Sheridan knew that this was technically a violation of regs, but if she didn't clock out now she would be in violation of the cap on hours worked and would be required to burn a vacation day tomorrow for mandatory R&R.

She approached the door of... Alina Leeson she pounded on the door and "This is Officer Grace Sheridan, I'm here to discuss a noise complaint and suspicious odor."

There was a click as a young woman opened the door and stepped out into the apartment building hallway wearing a blue dress with a white blouse.

"Can I help you officer?"

"Yes, I'm here about a noise complaint, but now that I'm here, we need to discuss the marijuana. It's not legal in this state."

"Well, i apologize if we were being too loud, but i think my friend Alex has the paperwork or whatever you need. Would you like to come in?"

Grace said "yes, thank you. And what's your name?"

"Oh, I'm Amy"

Once inside the apartment, Amy told the officer she would be right back with Alex. And walked into the fog. The open door had blown the vape cloud back from the door, but that just made it thicker in the rest of the room.

Grace was beginning to think she had made a mistake and turned to wait outside the vapor-filled apartment. She reached for the doorknob as a smoky seductive voice spoke from behind her. "Officer, did you need to see my paperwork?"

Grace turned and began to answer, "Well, i had some questions about... the..." Grace paused at the apparition appearing like magic out of the vapor fog.

The woman was clad in a green latex full body catsuit with a black corset, black thigh-high boots, and green dyed dreadlocks, and a black collar with a glowing green gem.

Lt. Grace Sheridan tried to look away from the glowing green gem, she tried to look down, and saw that the woman was wearing a black leather harness on her waist with a large empty ring in the center. The latex catsuit hid Alex's nipple piercings and extensive marijuana tattoos.

Grace tried to look up, and take in the woman's face. She saw that the woman had glossy green lipstick, with a pair of snakebite lip rings, a pair of large tunnel earlobes with 1 inch black plugs displaying marijuana leaves on them. Above that were a combination of green dyed dreadlocks, and green and black tech dreads worn by cyber goths.

Grace kept trying, to look away from that glowing green gem... so bright. The police officer felt paralyzed but for her eyes as if she were standing before a Cobra ready to strike.

"The vapor? Calm yourself officer." Responded Alex when she had trailed off. Lt. Sheridan began to calm down.

"So, I understand that you had some questions about my vaporizer."

Lt. Sheridan responded, still staring at the gem. "Yes, i had some questions about your vaporizer."

"My name is Alex, tell me your name."

"I'm lieutenant Grace Sheridan of the city police department."

"Grace, that's a beautiful name. Tell me Grace, Lieutenant sounds important. What brings you to visit us."

"My patrol officers were busy I figured that I could handle a noise complaint on the way home."

"Very good Grace, please lets sit down," Alex extender her green latex clad hand palm-up. "unless you need to get going for someone at home."

Grace slowly raised her hand and placed it in to Alex's "No, no one at home waiting."

"Really? That's so strange, your name is as beautiful and angelic as your looks. No boyfriends or girlfriends?"

Grace allowed herself to be led to a couch by the latex clad woman. "No boyfriend right now, and lesbians are sinners."

"Hmmm. Well, we probably have a few minutes to sit and talk before you have to call in correct?."

"No. Clocked out on the way home next shift isn't for two days." Grace corrected the incorrect assumption, but felt like something was wrong in doing so.

"Oh Grace. My dear, we have so much to talk about." Alex sat Grace down in the corner of the couch as Alex pulled over a chair and sat directly in front of Grace.

"So, you wanted to speak to me about my vaporizer?"

"Marijuana isn't legal in this state."

"Mmmm true, but it does smell wonderful, doesn't it?"

Grace was confused. "What?"

"The smell, it is a wonderful scent isn't it Grace. It's earthy yet sexy and makes you feel so good."

Grace had never considered whether the smell was good or bad, just that it was a sign of illegality. "Don't know... never thought about it"

"Oh, then this is a grand opportunity. Take a deep breath and tell me about the scent."

Grace took a deep breath of the vapor fogging the room as she stared at the glowing green gem embedded in Alex's collar, but because she had been in the fog for several minutes the scent felt muted. "Don't know... earthy pungent?"

"Oh Grace. Why dont you take a deeper breath and let me know how you enjoy the scent."

Grace breathed in deep and held her breath before exhaling. How did she enjoy the scent? "It smells earthy."

"So you do think it smells good, correct."

"Yes?"

"Of course it does. Aren't you always seeking out this scent?

"What?"

"Aren't you always on the look-out for this scent?"

Grace was confused, but..." Yes?"

"So you must love this scent to choose a career where you're always looking for it."

"I..?"

"Come now Grace, admit that you love this scent."

"But..."

"Even now, you came in here for this scent, yes."

"I, yes?"

"So then you agree that you love the scent of pot."

"Y..yes?"

"That's so wonderful Grace. You feel good right now yes?"

Grace totally agreed that she was feeling good. Confused, but good. "Oh yes."

"So you agree that it feels good to admit you love the smell of pot."

"Yes?"

"Now tell me Grace, you came here to look at my paperwork, correct?

"Yes"

So you're not done for the night until you see my paperwork."

"Correct."

"So you wouldn't have any problem with driving me home and coming up to my house to see my paperwork, yes?"

"In that case, lets head over to my apartment."

Alex turned her head towards the bedroom. "Amy. I'm going to need my other prospective apprentice."

Amy opened the door to the bedroom, and was followed out by X-tc, the former homophobic all american blond-haired blue-eyed christian girl... now a cybergoth lesbian stoner dyke bitch, with platinum dyed dreadlocks, a black full body latex catsuit with a pair of red latex short-shorts to cover the completely exposed crotch, a black cybergoth vaping mask, and a pair of red knee high goth boots. (While Holli could use chemicals to manipulate tendons and muscles, Amy didn't have that kind of tech on her own, so flat boots for X-tc.)

Alex links her right arm with Grace while X-tc followed them down to the police car.

Amy stayed behind to figure out what she could do with her previous plan completely blown out, and closed the door behind the threesome before killing her old plan and brainstorming how to corrupt a gentle and kind Argentinian beauty, and an utterly innocent redheaded Irish girl.

As she locked the door Amy turned to the former innocent mormon, now corrupted asian-pothead, and said: "Alina, I'm going to need some info."