Lewdpet
Planetoid
- Joined
- Feb 1, 2016
- Location
- On all Fours
Kim had dictated her life to helping people who were miss interrupted, thrown out like garbage, said to be unfit for society, so when she was going through potential college programs, and stumbled apon post criminal behavior coaching, she knew that was perfect for her....
So four years later, millions of study hours, projects, tests, and basically no life let alone boys, she final got the call, the meeting with the California correctional council, they were deeming her ready for the field, to be a PO.... it was the happiest day of her life.
Not wasting any time, accepting a recent releasy named Freddie, in for GTA and drug possession, living in some halfway house in the east side, her email read, she quickly got changed, not exactly department stated attire, going against a boring plain pant suit and stringing for something more fun and feminine, her favorite purple dress... she grabbed her things, a black bag stuffed with papers and other things, slipped on black heels and headed out, catching an ubber cab right outside her house.
And within 30mins, not exactly a neighborhood she would usually hang out in, she found herself inside a decrepit building that must have been built before her parents, smelt old and nasty too, gazing across a list of names until she found her mark, Freddie Lewis... drawing her slender finger to the board, pushing the nasty chipped button in..
"Hello? My name is Kim Thomas, I'm looking for Freddie Lewis?"
So four years later, millions of study hours, projects, tests, and basically no life let alone boys, she final got the call, the meeting with the California correctional council, they were deeming her ready for the field, to be a PO.... it was the happiest day of her life.
Not wasting any time, accepting a recent releasy named Freddie, in for GTA and drug possession, living in some halfway house in the east side, her email read, she quickly got changed, not exactly department stated attire, going against a boring plain pant suit and stringing for something more fun and feminine, her favorite purple dress... she grabbed her things, a black bag stuffed with papers and other things, slipped on black heels and headed out, catching an ubber cab right outside her house.
And within 30mins, not exactly a neighborhood she would usually hang out in, she found herself inside a decrepit building that must have been built before her parents, smelt old and nasty too, gazing across a list of names until she found her mark, Freddie Lewis... drawing her slender finger to the board, pushing the nasty chipped button in..
"Hello? My name is Kim Thomas, I'm looking for Freddie Lewis?"