Dressed To Undressed

It was a little after eleven Pm, I was sitting up with my back against the headboard. My legs were covered by the covers as I was wondering how Mike was going to get out the alley he found himself in. I was just about to turn the page when the phone went off. I didn’t have to look at the caller I.D. to know who was calling

I picked up the receiver, “When, where and how naked?”

“And a good evening to you too Mr. Cartier, she was found in Cedarbrooke Park, a little after ten thirty missing her top and brand for some reason her shoes!” A paused then, “She claims that she fell in the creek while watching the small minnows swim by in a group, her top got caught on a jutting nail and tore off along with her bra when she tried to get loose. She pulled so hard that she flipped over the handrail and landed on her feet in the creek, thus soaking her shoes.

“And don’t tell me, she got out of the creek, removed her shoes to get the excess water out of them, just placed them on a rock when the creek began running faster and swept her shoes away!” I sighed as I lifted the covers and swung my legs off the bed. “Give me a half hour and I’ll be there with clothing for her and shoes!”

That was when Sergeant Miller offered to have an officer drive her home. Apparently they took something from the lost and found to cover her and a pair of flip flops that they kept in case just a story gets told to the officers in the field. I was so tempted to let them but I could just imagine Caroline screaming at me for not coming down to help her.

“No, if I didn’t show up then I would never hear the end of it!” Before I hung up I offered to drop by Tim’s and get him a proper cup of coffee and a doughnut.

“Hey if I thought for a second that you were lumping me in with the stereotype of the police, I would be offended, but if you’ll make it a double double, I’ll have her taken to an interrogation room so she could dress in private.

Sure he would, it wasn’t like anyone passing by the room couldn’t look in the two way mirror and get a show of her 36C breasts being on display while she changed. All I could say, thank god it wasn’t her round ass that would be stuck towards the mirror. Never could get it in her head that the so-called mirror could be seen through from the other side. Her reply was that that was old fashion. Today they had video surveillance in the interrogation room, like that would make it harder for the guys to view her naked body!

I got dressed in the jeans and t-shirt I took off earlier, then went over to her room and the chair where I had a bra, t-shirt, panties, skirt, socks and a pair of joggers all ready. I took what I needed, placed them in a plastic bag, then went for my keys and got fully ready to drive to the 22nd division to get her out of the holding cell.

I went through the drive thru and got the double double and an apple fritter for Sergeant Miller. From there it was a five minute drive to the division, and I was thinking the same thing that I’ve been thinking so often, “If I had a hundred bucks for every time I’ve gone and picked her up from the police. I would be able to get that new fridge and freezer for the garage man den I was creating.

I found a spot in the visitor's parking lot close enough so Caroline would have to slink her way through the public waiting room of the division. Sergeant Myers was at the information desk. He waved me through, holding up three fingers to signal me that Caroline was taken to Interrogation room number three.

I knew the layout so well, thanks to Caroline’s little habit of losing pieces or all her clothing when out of the apartment. Too bad she never lost any of her clothing in the apartment, didn’t accidentally walk into the bathroom when I happened to be in there showering. Fuck the only time I have ever seen Caroline’s naked body was when I brought her something to cover up with.

I went down the corridor and saw Sergeant Miller standing outside the open door to interrogation room three. I handed over to him the coffee and doughnut, then went into the room and handed Caroline the plastic bag of clothing I bought. I went back out, closing the door behind me, then took up a position to watch her change in the two way mirror. Sergeant Miller joined me as did a few of the constables that were wasting time in the division.

We knew we couldn’t be heard inside so we wolf whistled as Caroline removed the top the police got her. Her breast clearly on display as she got into the bra I brought her. I heard a constable mutter, “Spoilsport, you could have said you forgot a bra!”

I didn’t bother looking at who said that just, “Only problem if I did that, I’m the one who has to live with her daily, so I would never hear the end of doing that!”

Suddenly I heard a round of “Poor guy then hope she lets you see them up close!” Then a knock came from the inside of room three to let us know that Caroline was dressed and ready to be released. When the door was opened the various guys disappeared as if helping Caroline believe that no one could have seen her in the room.

Sergeant Miller spoke up, “So since we can’t prove that events didn’t occur the way you claim, and that you are properly dressed to be in public I’ll just issue you with a warning and let you go home!”

Caroline was looking at the floor but thanked the sergeant then asked me to get her out of here. I did just that going from division 22 to the local pizzeria Caroline loved to get her a slice and something to drink.

Then I drove her right home where she once again thanked me for coming and getting her, then she went to her room and closed the door. I got undressed wondering if Mike had the same problem with Velda. Then I got into bed and began to wonder what would happen to Caroline tomorrow!