Two officers with a noise complaint.

Addie set down her glass and bit her thumbnail. Was she actually ready to do this? Sure, she had gone out with her mother, but that had been much more anonymous - the risk of running into people they did know was much smaller at the mall, and even if, Monica would have been there to take care of the awkward questions. Now she would be alone and it might be someone she knew as Adam!

The doorbell rang another time. Then again, maybe it was just a package. Late afternoon was not too late for that, right? And if the ringing went on, Monica might wake up... Resolve steeled, Addie marched to the front door, opened it and found herself staring at two uniformed cops, both looking a bit bored. But that quickly changed when they saw who had opened the door - their bored expressions were soon leering at Addie, undressing her with their eyes.

"Hello, Miss..." the taller one began, glanced to the side at the nameplate under the bell and continued "...Finnegan. Do you know why we might be here?"

Addie was immediately pissed at the way he was eating her up with his stares and decided to play dumb. Her looks definitely helped with that - maybe she should bleach her red hair blonde to further amplify the effect? She grabbed her right elbow and put one finger on her cheek, pretending to think.

"Nooo, Mr Officer, I have no idea. Did I do something naughty~?" Addie finally said in a high-pitched singsong.

"I'm Officer Robertson. Listen, Miss, we received a noise complaint from the neighbors. Would you know anything about that?"

"Ooooh, I do, I do!" Addie squealed and clapped her hands, bouncing in place a little. The officers' eyes were glued to her jiggling bust. "You see, I had my pussy fucked earlier, and it felt so good, I couldn't keep quiet at all!"

Both officers immediately went red in the face, eyes wide with surprise.

"Oh! Uh... well... next... next time, try to keep it down, would you, Miss Finnegan," stammered Robertson, trying to regain his composure.

"Mmmh, I'll try, but it feels sooo nice when I have a big... Oh, but I shouldn't talk about that with strangers," Addie gushed.

"W-well, you could invite us in, get to... know us better," Robertson's partner leered, trying to seize what he felt was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

"I don't think so. To enter a private residence in a non-emergency situation, you would need a warrant. Do you have one?" Addie answered, still keeping up the singsong voice.

"No. And Officer Stifler here should not have asked that," Robertson replied, glaring at his partner, who tried to make himself as small as possible.

"Stifler? But his nameplate says Reynolds. I don't get it," Addie pouted, putting a finger to her chin.

"It... It was a joke. I was referring to to American... never mind. Look, promise me to be quieter next time and we'll be off," Robertson deflated a bit.

"Okiedokie, scout's honor" Addie mock-saluted, setting off a boobquake that made both men swallow hard, staring at her wobbling tits.

"Uh, well, thank you, Miss Finnegan. We'll be off then," Robertson said once the men had recovered.

"Buh-bye!"

As the police officers walked back to their squad car - slightly bowlegged for whatever reason - Addie waved to them until they drove off. She immediately dropped the bimbo routine.

"That was fun," she giggled to herself, closing the door behind her. After emptying her orange juice, she took her shopping bags up to her room and, after throwing out most of her old wardrobe, put them into her closet. Her old clothes were just so not cute! Addie then went back to the master bedroom and sat down on the bed next to her mother, lightly caressing her hair, content to just watch the woman she loved sleep.