Horner goes after another former cheerleader

Mr. Horner really liked driving the patrol car. It made him feel powerful, like using the bone. He looked down at the computer in between the seats and got an idea.

“Amy, what was the name of that other cheerleader you were always arguing with in high school?”

Amy made a nasty face. “Sheila Wygle. That bitch stole cheerleading captain from me.”

“Is that right? Why don't you go ahead and look her up on the police database, find out where she lives.” Mr. Horner wished that she knew how to use the computer.

As Amy started her search, Mr. Horner pulled into an adult costume store. He walked in and waved to the clerk.

“Hi Mr. Horner,” said the clerk. “You're copy of 'Cheerleader Fuck Fantasies' won't be in until tomorrow.”

“That's okay. By the way, I saw a girl in a cheerleader outfit today that looked familiar. Did you sell that one you had?”

The clerk laughed. “Yeah, but I doubt anyone would wear it in public. It was pretty skimpy.”

“Oh, you never know,” said the janitor with a knowing wink. “You wouldn't happen to have another one in the same style, would you?”

A few minutes later Mr. Horner opened the trunk of the patrol car to put his purchase inside. He whistled when he saw the ****, guns, and police gear. Deciding to keep them in mind for later, he closed the trunk and got back in the driver's seat.

“I found her, sir!” said Amy. She seemed very happy to have come through for him.

“Well, that's terrific, sweet cheeks!” Mr. Horner leaned across the seats and planted a sloppy kiss on the cheerleader. He stroked her bare leg as he wished fir her to have a small orgasm.

When they arrived at the apartment building the janitor was impressed. For someone in her mid twenties, Sheila was already living in a pretty nice place. He found her apartment and knocked. Amy stood behind him holding the bag from the costume store.

Sheila opened the door. She looked as good as ever, with her sharp features and her long black hair flowing down onto the shoulders of her business suit.

“Can I help you? Make it fast, I have to be in court in twenty minutes.”