Zia's little sister comes in.

A brown-haired girl of barely-legal age wearing a short-short red dress with red panties underneath came in; her jaw dropped.

Zia shouted, "Zoe! What are you... Aaah! Aah-ah-AAAH!"

Officer Justine felt the cum spray her, then dribble down her leg. "A successful interrogation," she thought, "I definitely got something out of her."

"Zia! You lezzie whore! I didn't expect to see you involved in some dyke orgy! Mom is going to chew your ass!"

"I'd pay to see that," mumbled Officer Justine.

"Zoe, no! I'm not a lesbian! This is all just a misunderstanding!"

"Then why are you playing bondage fairy?"

Zoe tried to **** her lips shut. Out came, "I got caught stealing."

"Oh, God; Dad's going to chew your ass too. I am so looking forward to this!"

"Come on, little Sis! You can't just accuse me; you don't have any evidence! It's your word against mine!"

Ann cleared her throat. "I would corroborate her story; however, I would be **** to disclose everything you two have bought and done in this store. It is the –whole– truth, after all."

Zoe blanched. "I can see this isn't a good time; I'll come back later for... another visit." She rushed out the door.

Justine laughed. "Not a lesbian, huh? You sure felt like one; or are you bi? I think some more interrogation is in order. Would you like your lawyer present?"