A cop and a busy body

Jeremy pulled on his clothes, grabbed the wand and opened the van door a crack. A city cop was there, frowning. Several steps behind him was a middle-aged woman with a terrier frowning even harder.

“Sir, is this your dog?” the officer demanded.

Jeremy swore softly. He had been so excited about getting the girls in the van and his dick in the girls, he had just tied Zack the beagle’s leash to the trailer hitch of the van, not realizing the fuck-fest would last nearly as long as it had.

“Sorry, boy,” he said to Zack. “Here, let me make it up to you.”

He pointed the wand in front of the dog and wished a big raw steak in front of him. The steak appeared and Zack happily pounced on it, not questioning where it came from. Jeremy then pointed the wand at dog and steak and wished them both safely home. The wand felt warm in Jeremy’s hand, but he didn’t give it much thought.

“What the hell?!” the cop exclaimed. “What just happened? What are you doing in there anyway? I heard other voices in that van. Everyone needs to come out of there right now!”

“No they don’t,” Jeremy said. “See, they aren’t decent!”

He opened the van to reveal Jizzy Lizzy and Jizzy Jessi, who giggled and waved at the cop. The woman with the terrier made a strangled noise that could be heard even from several yards away.

“Ladies, get some clothes on and get out of there right now!” the cop demanded.

“You don’t tell them what to do, Officer,” Jeremy said. “I tell YOU what to do! You are my loyal ****.”

So saying he waved the wand at the officer. The wand got really really hot and burned in Jeremy’s hand.

“What the fuck!” he exclaimed, and shook his hand. Was the wand broken? If so, he might just be in deep shit. He looked up at the cop he had just so cockily called his ****.