Locker Grope

Making my way back to the station house in a borrowed jacket, going into the locker room to change. The light is out when I go in, feeling my way along the wall for the switch i find it. Flicking it up and down a few times, "Just fucking perfect!' backtracking to the door pulling it open so the hallway light could penetrate the dark.

Making my way to the second bank of lockers where mine is the first one. Spinning the combination that I know by heart, I get it to pop and open the door. Taking the jacket off hanging it on the corner of the door, removing what passes for my top when the light disappears. "Hey open the door again!"

Then a hand covers my mouth while another gropes my left breast. Trying to twist out from my attacker's grip I feel something cold and metallic touch my bare back. Then before my attacker can get another hold on me, I bite the fleshiest part of their hand

"Ow bitch!" Then my head is pushed into my locker until It's hard against the back wall. Then even more darkness descends upon me. The locker door is closed and I hear the clasp click into place. Banging on the sidewall, panicking to the point that I start to hyperventilate before i hear

"What all the fucking nose in here!" Crying out until I'm answered "Grassper is that you?" Hollering out the combination, I'm released into completely lit room. "Are you were in the locker why?" Telling what happened only to be told "Well then it down to two people with a bandage on their palm, Johnson and Thereaux!"

Going to Cartier, both are ordered to his office where they are made to reveal their palms. Thereaux's palm is red from a burn which he claims he got from Caroline's coffee hot plate. Johnson's palm is swollen with clear bite marks which he claims he got at the riot at the mall!.

"And what mall was that Johnson?" Cartier get's on the phone, as Johnson about to answer. Holding up a finger to him "SUI , Cartier got a fellow officer sexually assaulting another one!" Johnson's head snaps up up and he bolts towards the door only to find four fellow officers standing on the other side!

"Want to know where you fucked up Johnson, Grassper was at Municipal Square not a mall!" Johnson's head sags as the cuffs are placed on his wrist! Cartier "Get him out of my sight!". As he's taken away, Cartier apologizes to me and gives me the rest of the day off