Authors: Patrick Abbruzzi
Charlie listened attentively. He had never been part of a real rio
t
and only knew what he had been told by other cops or read in the papers. He nodded as the boss began to describe what happened the rest of the night.
“I was standing next to a sergeant from the 88
th
precinct in Brookly
n
North when all of a sudden a shot rang out from somewhere above us. The sergeant quickly went down with a cry of pain; he had been shot i
n
his right leg and the blood was gushing heavily. I grabbed his portable radio and called for an ambulanc
e
to respond forthwith and called in another 10-13 of shots fired at officers. At the same time, one of the other officers used a belt as a makeshift tourniquet by placing it on the sergeant’s leg.
“Within ten seconds, an RMP screeched to
a
halt right in front of us, practically mounting the litter-filled sidewalk. Two huge cops got out and lifted the injured officer into the back of the car then they sped off with lights flashing and sirens blaring.”
The lieutenant explained how he had been left on the corner with five other cops, none of whom was a supervisor. Within five minutes they all heard another shot ring out but this one was much louder. They all looked down the bloc
k
and saw a huge black man running in their direction. He had what appeare
d
to be a shotgun and it was pointed directly at them. Lt. A. described how he dove behind a parked ca
r
and attempted to get his revolver out of his holster. By the time he was able to draw his weapon, the other guys had blown the bear of a man away.
All John heard was the
pop pop pop
of 38's letting lose, and whe
n
he got up out of the gutter all he saw was the man lying on the sidewalk several car lengths away, the shotgun still in his hands. H
e
had been shot repeatedly in the chest and was bleeding profusely. With multiple holes in him everywhere he looked like a piece of Swiss Cheese.
The next thing John heard was the wail of police sirens everywhere.
Sporadic shootings were being reported within the entire precinct as wel
l
as reports of large scale looting. The information reached the Polic
e
Commissioner who deemed the incident as an official riot, which brough
t
massive manpower and equipment into the precinct. The black shooter wa
s
taken to Woodhull Hospital by an RMP which had been designated as the trauma hospital for the entire incident.
Detectives as well as Emergency Service Unit cops, also known as ESU officers, stormed the shooter’s apartment and came up with an arsenal of weapons and ammo
.
John then spent the remainder of the night on the same corner and was finall
y
relieved at 8:00 A.M. after having spent sixteen hours of riot duty on his feet.
Lt. A. finished telling Charlie about his first experience of riot dut
y
at 6:00 A.M. Although he was getting tired, the lieutenant now needed to go in and relieve the desk sergeant who had to leave earlier than usual. Charlie was glad because it meant that he could get a head start changing into his civilian clothes then visiting Terry. He drove bac
k
to the barn and the lieutenant took his place behind the giant woode
n
desk to begin the monotonous paperwork that all desk officers dread.
Charlie went upstairs to his locker and changed out of his uniform, deciding to hang out in the locker room, out of harm’s way, until the end of his shift at 8:00 A.M. Before he knew it, his shift was over. He went back downstairs and signed out on the return roll call then got into his car and drove over to a phone booth, one he knew worked, on Victor
y
Boulevard. First, he had to call Terry to make sur
e
that everything was still on then he had to think of an excuse to tel
l
Annette. The call to Terry went smooth and she said she was anxious to see him.
The call to Annette wasn’t as easy. His wife told him she had decide
d
to stay home from work and prepare him a big breakfast. Afterwards she said she would tuck him in, which meant that she wanted to make love.
Charlie was at a loss. He didn’t know what to do.
He didn’t want to call Terry and change their plans but yet he was beginning to be consumed by guilt again. His stomach was in knots and h
e
began sweating.
He told Annette he had made a collar and had to appear in criminal court but felt that she hadn’t bought his excuse. The last time he lied about making an arrest, he noticed Annett
e
deliberately looked in the paper for any article indicating that Charli
e
had made a collar. She hadn’t found anything.
Charlie got off the phone with Annette and swore to himself that this would be the absolute last time he was going to see Terry. He knew he had to end the affair.
He drove out to Terry’s house and knocked on the door. She answered wearing black high heeled shoes with a black, French lace bra an
d
garter belt with black silk stockings and no panties. She had so muc
h
makeup on that she almost looked like a street hustler. She was absolutely
,
fucking gorgeous.
“Hi, Charlie,” she purred in a low, sultry voice. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
He entered the house and couldn’t take his eyes off of her. All he could think of was fucking the shit out of her. She led him directly into the bedroom, which was again lit only by candles. The dresser, with it
s
huge mirror, had been moved closer to the bed. It was obvious that Terry had moved it because all of her cosmetics and jewelry boxes had bee
n
placed elsewhere.
“What’s with the dresser?
”
he asked.
“Oh, Charlie. Don’t you want to watch when you make love to me? I know yo
u
like to watch when I go down on you. Now you can watch as we do everything,” Terry cooed, ever so softly.
She quickly climbed onto the bed, pausing to pull down the bed spread. Her breathing was heavy as she looked up at Charlie, her breasts larger than ever. As she watched Charlie undress, she began to finge
r
herself.
“Oh, Charlie, hurry! I need you so much,” she said as she began to ru
b
her clitoris faster and faster.
Charlie undressed as fast as possible, almost tripping when he removed hi
s
shorts. He exposed his penis, which was dripping wet with his fluids, and Terry quickly reached over and grabbed him hard, pulling him onto the bed. She did not kiss him or say any words of endearment. Instead, she roughly grabbe
d
his cock and plunged it deep into her open mouth, engulfing his entir
e
shaft. She began moaning, quietly at first, but soon she was emitting grunts so loud that she sounded like a bull elephant in heat. Charli
e
was lying on the pillow with his head back trying to hold back his impending explosion. He wanted to prolong this pure animal lust that Terry was displaying. He had never seen her filled with so much lust and need.
He decided to look up into the dresser mirror, but before he could even turn his head, she had swung her legs over him and straddled herself into a sixty nin
e
position, exposing her vagina to his waiting mouth and tongue. He couldn’t resist this gift of pure flesh being offered for hi
s
physical pleasure. He grabbed her cheeks and spread them wider, exposing all of her, and she began to moan even louder when he inserted his tongue into all of her openings. He couldn’t hold bac
k
anymore and inserted his tongue deep into her anus, which drove her completely crazy. She began screaming that she was going to come so Charlie decided to let it all go and they came at the same time. H
e
thought he was going to choke her with his huge ejaculation but sh
e
swallowed every drop and even licked his shaft clean. Afterward, he was entirely spent but knew he would recover in a few minutes for another round of whatever it was she might have in stor
e
for him.
Terry got up and walked over to her nightstand where she grabbed a tissue. She then made her way into the hallway bathroom.
Charlie lit up a cigarette and waited for her to come out. When she did, she was completely nude. She had removed al
l
the sexy lingerie she had been wearing earlier.
“Why did you take off all those sexy clothes?” he asked with a pout.
“Oh, baby, they were for me to get in a crazy mood. Didn’t you enjoy it?
”
Charlie had no idea what she meant.
“First she puts on clothes to turn me on, then she takes them off,” he thought, keeping the words to himself.
He was soon ready to go again but wasn’t sure of what was happening. It didn’t take long for Terry to notice the puzzled look on his face.
“What’s the matter, honey? Don’t you want to fuck me hard now? I kno
w
how much you like me to go down on you and how much you like to go dow
n
on me, but I really just want and need you inside me. Okay, Sweetheart?” she asked.
“It’s just that I’ve never seen you like this,” he responded.
“Oh, baby. You’re just not used to a sexy, aggressive woman. I know what I want and I want it from you. Nothing has changed between us.
I
just choose not to lie there and be passive. Sometimes I like to tak
e
charge and get it when I need it. Okay?
”
He didn’t know how to respond but it didn’t make much of a difference. Before he knew it, Terry pushed him back onto the bed and smothered his mouth with deep we
t
kisses, almost sucking his tongue out of his head. It was almost as if she was telling him to shut up. She knew how to seduce a man and ge
t
what it was she needed. He got hard again but his mind was angry and reluctant even though his flesh was eager and willing. The
y
finished making love and didn’t speak much when it was over. Charlie made some small talk and then showered. He told Terry that he had to leave even though he could have stayed several hours more. He had spent only three hours with her but he sure was tired. She had drained him physically as well as emotionally.
Fourteen
When he arrived home it was almost 11:45 A.M. Annett
e
was in their den when he walked in the door and he explained that the court arraignment had taken place faster than usual. She was surprised to see hi
m
but also had a look of relief on her face. Had she thought he woul
d
have spent the entire day with another woman? Arriving home early on Charlie’s part probably put a damper on her thinking.
“Hi, honey. Did you have a good night?
”
she asked.
“Pretty good. I made a family dispute collar so all I had to do was th
e
paperwork with the Assistant District Attorney. I didn’t even have to appear in the court room,” he lied.
Annette gave him a peck on the cheek and Charlie excused himself sayin
g
he wanted to hit the sack. He really must have been tired because h
e
slept from around noon until Annette gently roused him from his sleep at 8:00 P.M. She knew her husband didn’t like to sleep beyond that time. He got up, had a light snack then showered and shaved and left for work.
When he got to the station he found a folded piece of paper in his mail slot i
n
the sitting room which had probably been placed there by the T.S operator. H
e
opened it quickly and found it was from Terry. She simply said,
“
F
orgive me.” He was a little upset that she had left a message so persona
l
with the T.S operator but he also knew that the switchboard operators were the most discreet police officers anywhere.
Now he didn’t know what t
o
think. He thought he had wanted to end this affair but had Terry really meant wha
t
she wrote? Could she have surmised that Charlie had been taken back by her aggressiveness? Could she even have assumed that Charlie had been considering endin
g
his affair with her? Was this note the truth or was it some kind o
f
female trickery to bend and warp his mind? Was she a Mata Harior jus
t
a normal woman with a kid who was vulnerable and looking for love?