The Attack on the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse (Based on an Original Idea by hshws and characters created by Shazabik)
Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2025 8:40 pm
Now for something completely different. My friend hshws and I have been working on this little tribute to a truly great artist who many on the board may be familiar with, Shazabik. In this tale two of his most famous (or perhaps should that be infamous) characters Molly and Morgan are in action. Their mission is to infiltrate the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse in the small American town of Pine Falls and stop the dastardly SHADO organisation from using the popular restaurant as a recruitment centre to snare more impressionable young girls into their organisation. This is their story...
The Alley behind Pine Falls Realty, Pine Falls North Dakota, Monday 10th June 2024, 11:00 am
"You know after we're done with this operation we should really hit the bar. Command is going to seriously flash the cash for a job well done." Said SHADO sniper Mandy Parkhurst into her earpiece, an attractive 21 year old with slightly squared features, high cheekbones and big blue almond shaped eyes her long platinum blonde hair partially hidden by her black hooded cloak. Mandy had a figure most girls would kill for, her C-cup breasts practically spilling out of her SHADO issue black bikini top, the matching bikini bottoms barely covering her bubble butt. A pair of black leather gloves, fishnet stockings and ankle boots completed the look, along with a black leather strap under her left shoulder to rest the stock of her Cheytac sniper for more comfortable shooting. "Why are you buying Mandy? This is going to be a treat." Replied the voice of Crystal Harmon a SHADO soldier. " We're Oscar Mike towards the staff entrance around the back, Crystal out." Then came an impatient sigh.
"Will you all cut the chatter? We are still on mission." Came the sultry if annoying voice of SHADO SSM Jennifer Dalesdottir. Rolling her eyes, Mandy keyed in her channel. "Roger that. Sniper Parkhurst moving to overwatch, opposite the Steakhouse, out." Stuck up, bitch. Just because she's a Special Services Member, she thinks she can boss us around. Mandy thought acidly placing one foot on the ladder beginning her ascent to the rooftop of Pine Falls Realty.
The Rooftop
As soon as she reached the rooftop, Mandy was confronted by two young women dressed in tight black leather catsuits. One was short and lithe with small but firm breasts, heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and big turquoise coloured eyes framed by shoulder length honey blonde hair. While the other had more oval freckled features, shallower cheekbones and sparkling emerald coloured eyes. Her long red hair hanging loosely about her shoulders. Mandy gasped "Oh, crap." she had heard about these two from the daily briefing the infamous Molly and Morgan the thorns in SHADOs side. "Hey, your cute." Winked the red head. Mandy tried to whip around her rifle but Morgan was much faster, grabbing the barrel of the Cheytac she wrapped it over the snipers head, pressing it against her throat and lifting her off her feet.
Mandy shot her arms up trying desperately to pull the rifle from across her throat but it was to avail, Morgan just pressed the rifle harder against her throat cutting off the blood flow from her brain. Oh my god! Don't kill me! I'am too pretty to die! She thought her legs kicking all over as she began to see little black spots in her vision. "Easy there, blondie. Just ease into it don't struggle, you'll only hurt herself." Cooed Morgan as she applied more pressure, sighing Molly held down her legs. "Take it from me honey. It's better if you don't resist." Feeling her consciousness slowly fade, Mandy let out an aroused low sigh slumping unconscious into her own rifle her arms dangling limply from her sides.
"There, there. Sweetie. Time for us to get better... acquainted." Morgan whispered into the unconscious snipers ear, lowering the girl to the roof and snapping off the scope of the rifle tossing it to Molly. "Right. Get her uniform on while I scout out the Steakhouse. See how many SHADO were dealing with." Turning Molly looked out over to the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse, hearing the now familiar sounds of Morgan unzipping her catsuit and removing the snipers uniform a piece at a time then getting dressed. "Now we have a couple of servers down by the side entrance. We choke them out and steal their uniforms, then neutralise any- Morgan! What the hell are you doing?!" Molly turned when she heard the sound of sexual pleasure, seeing Morgan once again doing her thing. "Oh my god! I can't believe your actually fingering her! We are in enemy territory on a mission. What the hell?!" Morgan, fully dressed in the snipers uniform hummed as she searched the pink folds of the naked snipers clean shaven labia. "Knock it off Molly..." She paused licking the girl's juices from her fingers before returning, the young unconscious blonde quivering under her touch moaning loudly. Her C-cup breasts with pale pink puffy areolas wobbling in the sun. "...I'am just searching for valuable hidden intelligence. Like I did with you that one time." Molly blushed at the unpleasant memory. "Really? What do you hope to find? A secret map? Sentry positions, what?!." She asked sardonically throwing out her arms.
The redhead shrugged. "Like I always tell you, Molly. You never know what SHADOs like you hide in their- Well, well what have we here?" Morgan whistled in surprised parting the snipers vagina to reveal a silver vaginal piercing. Molly put her hand to her mouth. "Seriously? That can't be hygienic! Wait?! Your not removing it are you?! Yes, of course she's removing it why wouldn't she be?! Man that's gross." Morgan chuckled as she gently removed the snipers piercing, taking care not to damage her pretty little pussy. "It will make a nice souvenir of our mission." She said admiring it as Molly shook her head. "Unbelievable. Just make you sure you wash that before...well you know." Leaning against Morgan, Mandy began to stir her big blue eyes fluttering. "What? Was someone just touching -ugh!" Morgan quickly gripped her throat. "Not so fast, sugar." She said clamping another hand around her mouth muffling her whimpers pinching the snipers vague nerve. Letting out a high pitched aroused squeak, Mandy slumped back unconscious into Morgan who glanced down at her wet vagina. "Well, just look at that she actually came." Molly rolled her eyes, taking out cable ties and a roll of duct tape. "Come on let's tie her up and get back on mission shall we?"
With the young naked sniper bound and gagged, Molly handed Morgan the scope. "As I was saying. We take out those servers and take their uniforms." Morgan noticed two pretty tomboy waitresses standing near two large dumpsters; one a slightly tanned girl with short ash blonde hair and pale green eyes, the other an attractive raven haired brunette with short pixie cut hair and bright hazel eyes. Both dressed in the restaurants uniform; short white tied off tanktop with the "Tomboy Outback Steakhouse" logo flashed across their ample breasts in red, with matching tight short shorts and sneakers. "Then we silently take any other SHADOs before calling the calvary." Morgan sighed lowering the scope. "Civilians? I look forward to tasting them. Shame though, I was just getting used to this outfit." Rolling her eyes, Molly took back the scope. "No, absolutely not! No touching the civvies, not after what happened last time." Morgan winked looking her partner up and down. "The blonde. She's more my size anyway." Molly chuckled shaking her head as they moved towards the ladder. "You've got a problem. You know that right?"
The Staff Entrance of the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse, 11:25am
"Hmm? Sammy Lynn?" SHADO recruit Blake read off the name tag of her stolen uniform top. "Crystal? Don't you think it weird those girls looked like- Ow!?" The dark haired Blake recoiled from the slap upside her head senior SHADO Crystal gave her, who's name tag on her uniform tank top read 'Alex Leigh'. "That's ma'am to you recruit! Now focus, the real servers aren't going anywhere. Remember the plan, we go around serving like regular waitresses then we slip this card..." she took out a card with the SHADO logo, website, number and QR code on the reverse "...in with their meal. Remember we are looking for young pretty girls for the boss, the more gullible and attractive the better. Got it?" Blake nodded taking the card. "Understood. But what if the chick gives me her actual number?" Pinching her nose, Crystal sighed. "Damn it, recruit! We are not running a dating service here! We are trying to recruit the next gener-argh!" She was cut off as a red headed woman dressed as a SHADO sniper snaked her arm around Crystals neck, pressing her head forward. Before she could react, Blake also felt an arm close wrap around her next like a vice. "Not on our watch, bitch!" Molly hissed into her ear, pressing her head gently forward cutting off the blood flow to the women's brains. Letting out slow sexy rattles, both SHADO operatives eyes rolled into the back of the their heads slumping unconscious into the arms of their attackers.
"Damn it. I always feel guilty when we choke out civvies. Don't you Morgan?" Molly asked lowering the raven haired tomboy to the ground before peeling herself out of her catsuit. The redhead shrugged stripping out of her SHADO sniper outfit. "Not really, a targets a target. Especially if we need their clothes." Sighing at her partners callousness, Molly pulled off the brunettes tank top eyes widening in surprise at the girl's choice in underwear. "Why is she wearing a SHADO issue bikini top? And an earpiece?" Morgan who was already sampling the blondes pussy smacked her lips, rolling the girls sleeping body off of her. Glancing over to the right hand dumpster her brow furrowed. "Hmm? Their SHADOs and probably stole the uniforms off the real servers. Nothing we can do about that except take their uniforms, we're still on mission. Although I wouldn't mind sampling those missing servers." Shrugging she returned to the unconscious blonde, who seemed to be enjoying Morgan's touches.
"Huh, SHADOs thinking outside the box? It wasn't like that back in my day. They just told us to stand around and look pretty." Molly shook her head looking at Morgan finishing up with the blonde, pulling on the stolen servers uniform Morgan's eyes lingered on Molly's lithe figure barely concealed by the uniform she wore. "Mmm. Its how we first met after all. You standing at attention, all alone. The perfect little target..." Molly tutted rolling her eyes, shuddering at the memory. " Yeah, thanks for reminding me. And don't even think about trying to look for those servers, Morgan. Their civs for Christ's sake. Aren't you satisfied with SHADO pussy?" Morgan sighed as she started to bind the blonde SHADO. "You never let me have any fun." Molly looked up from lacing up the brunettes sneakers. "I think that's best for everyone, don't you?"
After they had finished dressing in their uniforms and with Morgan tasting the brunettes pussy, the duo bound and gagged the two SHADO girls leaving them wearing only their black standard issue bikinis. "Well, I guess this wraps up this little op. That's the last of the SHADO girls." Molly smiled as they tipped the bound SHADOs into the second left hand dumpster. "Now my suggestion is we relax and put these outfits to good use. We take home some tips and abuse the staff discount. According to the website, the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse does a mean cheese steak and fries." Morgan glanced back longingly at the dumpster, as she opened the staff door. "I would sooner have a taste of some waitress pussy." Molly shook her head face palming. "I can never take you anywhere. You really need a cheese steak to get pussy off your brain." Flashing her a wink, Morgan followed her into the restaurant.
Disguised Florists Truck, Across the Street, The Same Moment
"Sierra one! Sierra two! Come in, this is Sierra Actual. Status report now!" Bellowed SHADO stormtrooper Helena Christensen into her headset her concerns growing at the radio silence. She was an attractive girl of 24 and a stormtrooper of two years, with slender features shallow cheekbones and sparkling sapphire blue eyes, and shoulder length raven coloured hair over which she wore a black cloth headress. Her lithe figure barely covered by her matching bikini uniform, sweat band on the left bicep and elbow length gloves. Her long slender legs covered with fishnet stockings with ammo pouches on the hem and black leather heel ankle boots. "What seems to be the problem, Helena?" Helena looked up to see the 6 foot statuesque form of SSM Jennifer Dalesdottir, her full figure not at all covered by the black pasties that covered the nipples of her perfect breasts, and womanhood. Black stockings encasing those long divine legs, a SHADO issue combat knife sheathed on the left thigh and black leather choker encircling her slender. Helena was having a hard time concentrating, unable to tear her eyes from Jennifer's perfect toned and athletic body nor her squared features, big blue eyes and long golden locks.
"Uh..I..I'am not receiving anything from Sierras one and two, ma'am." Helena stammered admiring Jennifer's breasts, the blonde sighed lowering the mike on her headset. "Not am I getting anything from Sierra three, sniper Parkhurst but that girl always had a problem with the chain of command." Her nordic accent completely melting the young stormtrooper. "One not answering is complacency. But three is too much of a coincidence." She walked over to the gun rack, taking an M4A1 assault rifle. "Gear up, stormtrooper. We are going loud." She said tossing a rifle to Helena, which she caught deftly. "But what about the civilians ma'am? I thought this was a covert op." Jennifer shook her head, slotting in flashbangs into her stockings. "Fuck the civilians and protocol. My team is in danger and I'am getting them out, your not squeamish are you? She smiled pulling back the charging handle. Admiring the perfect soldier standing before her, Helena cocked her rifle. "No ma'am! Let's do this!"
The Rear Entrance of the Steakhouse 11:45am
Her big green eyes flicking open accustoming to the dark interior, Sammy Lynn Graves could see her best friend and fellow server Alex Leigh Bates opposite her bound, gagged and completely naked, screaming through a strip of tape. She tried to call to her but found she herself was in a similar predicament, a strip of duct tape covering her mouth and her wrists and ankles bound with cable ties. Using all her strength, Sammy rubbed the ties on her wrists against the side of the...dumpster? How the fuck did we end up in the dumpster! The last thing I remember was Alex and I chatting about the dishy Ryan Reynolds, and we were on a break. Then we were grabbed from behind. Feeling the plastic of the cable ties give way, Sammy Lynn pulled her wrists free, loosened the bindings from her ankles before tearing the tape from her mouth.
"Oh my god! Alex are you alright?!" Sammy asked removing the tape from her friends mouth. "Mmmph-ow! That stings! Yeah I'm fine, Sammy. Just a sore neck and a headache. You?" The raven headed server nodded, massaging the back of her neck, feeling a headache coming on as she worked to free her blonde friend who blushed seeing their nakedness. "Er why the fuck are we naked? We're are our uniforms!?" Sammy shrugged loosening Alex's binds. "I think some crazy girls must have attacked us, stolen our uniforms and left us in the dumpster all tied up." Alex gasped shaking her blonde head rubbing her sore wrists. "Stole our uniforms?! Like on some netflix show? Why? All we have is the crappy 10% staff discount and it ain't worth abusing." Tammy sighed, opening the dumpster blinking as the sunlight hit her eyes. "I don't know, Alex but we have to find some clothes and call the cops." Jumping out of the dumpster, she turned to help a very embarrassed Alex clamber from the dumpster.
" You know, if some kid comes past we're fucked." Taking a look around she took Sammy's hand, her covering her bare breasts. "Ugh, Sammy! Don't tell me were going to mug some poor girls and steal their clothes? Really?" Before she could answer, Sammy held her up hearing some bangs and muffled moans from the left hand closed dumpster. "Wait? Do you hear that? It's coming from the other dumpster!" Covered their modesty the best they could, the two girls opened the moaning dumpster. Eyes widening at what they saw.
"Man this is so fucked up." Alex Leigh gasped as they saw their doppelgangers staring right up at them, screaming into their gags. Clad only in pitch black bikinis. Tammy Lynn nodded. "That's definitely some Twilight Zone level shit right there." Alex sighed looking at her protesting double. "So are these the ones who knocked us and stole our clothes? Or is this some freaky shit and they also their clothes stolen like us. I mean they are a long way from a beach, this is Pine Falls, not Miami Beach." Alex eyed up her double who had a guilty look on her face. "It doesn't matter, they are wearing clothes and we aren't." Balling her fists she punched her double on the cheek, ending her muffled protests in a single pained squeak before hopping into the dumpster and stripping her double out of her bikini. "Sorry, other me. It's nothing personal." Sammy quipped to her unconscious clone. The blonde Alex copy started to scream through her gag at her doppelganger. "Sorry, honey." The real Alex said swiftly punching her clone in the face, knocking her unconscious. "Ow that fucking hurts!" She cried flicking her wrist before diving into the dumpster.
"Okay, now were dressed. Let's go into the Steakhouse and call the cops." Sammy Lynn said tying on the black bikini top and bottoms, finally glad to wearing something again. Alex shook her head lacing on the stolen bikini. "We are so going to lose our jobs over this. Or they could dock the cost of the uniforms from our pay." She glanced down at the two very naked sleeping doppelgangers, who eerily had similar naked bodies; the blonde with full rounded breasts and tanned full pink puffy areolas, complimented by a small vagina crowned with a faint strip of ash blonde pubic hair. While the Sammy clone shared the same buoyant but small B-cup breasts with dark pink rose petal areolas and fuller vagina topped with a thin strip of raven hair. Sammy laid a hand on her shoulder. "It will be better than freezing to death in that dumpster, come on." After closing the dumpster lid on their doubles, the two Steakhouse servers entered through the staff entrance.
The Tomboy Outback Steakhouse, 11:55am
"Uh huh. What did I tell you Morgan? Much better than SHADO pussy right?" Molly winked finishing off the last of her cheesesteak, watching Morgan swallow the last of hers as they sat in the rear kitchen. The red head nodded appreciatively savouring the taste. "That tasted much better than the three SHADO pussies I had this morning." Molly let out a laugh of triumph before looking down at the $500 dollars in tips they had made. "And the people in this town are decent tippers. Well a SHADO operation busted..." Molly grinned holding up three fingers and counting them down. "...a small fortune made and we had two cheesesteaks to die for. I'd say we've had a very productive day." Glancing over the blondes shoulder, Morgan smiled gesturing with her head. "And it's just gotten even better. Take a look at who's come back for seconds."
Turning to look over her shoulder Molly sighed. "Those two from the dumpster who stole the servers uniforms? They must have gotten loose." Morgan got up from from her chair cracking her knuckles approaching the girls where trying to operate a payphone. "Well let's put them back to bed. I wouldn't mind a second helping." Molly glanced around the kitchen staff recieving stares back. "Morgan, wait. This is too public..." She said trailing after her. One of the SHADOs, the small brunette tapped her friend on the shoulder looking up and pointing at them. "Wait? It's them they stole our-ugh!" Morgan didn't give the girl chance to talk, punching her in the gut before flowing around her snaking an arm around her neck. The blonde then tried to swipe at Molly with the payphone received but the ex-SHADO swiftly ducked the clumsy blow, stamping on the blondes foot before wrapping her arm around the girls throat applying pressure. All around was chaos, the staff running for the exits. "Quick someone call 911! It's terrorists!" Cried a female chef while the male manager ran into the restaurant. "Everyone evacuate the Steakhouse now! It's an emergency!"
To the chorus of panicking civilians, Molly and Morgan applied pressure to the SHADO girls throats. "These girls never learn do they, Molly?" Morgan quipped as the struggling brunette let out a strangled rattle, slumping unconscious in the redheads arms." Chuckling Molly shook her head feeling the blonde go limp in her arms after a strained cute gurgle, big green eyes rolling back into her pretty head. "You remember I used to be one of these girls?" Laughing Morgan rolled off the unconscious brunette then stripped off the servers uniform. "Lets get these ladies naked...again. I want to have my second helping of these two." Tutting, Molly pulled off her uniform then got to work unlacing the blondes sentry bikini. "She's says that when the cops are on their way. She's the one who doesn't learn." Muttering under her breath as she got dressed while Morgan explored the girl's vagina's.
"Huh? That's strange these girls taste differently from the last time." Morgan said licking her fingers as they stood over the naked bound bodies of the two SHADOs, both dressed in the girl's sentry bikinis. "I don't know, maybe it's that cheesesteak screwing with your taste buds?" Molly glanced down at the unconscious girls shaking her head. "You know there was something off about those SHADOs. I don't th-" "Shh! Do you hear that?" Morgan hissed across her, holding up her fist. From beyond the counter they heard the breaking of glass and the tinkle of grenades across the floor, followed by two loud ringing bags. "Flashbangs! Take cover." Both women took cover behind the counter, peering up over the top. "Looks like we've got company, Molly." Looking up, the blonde saw two SHADOs storm through the doors, rifles raised. "Looks like a stormtrooper and an SSM? Here? This op must be larger than we thought." Morgan nodded crouching down. "Right. You take the blonde SSM and I'll take the cute brunette stormtrooper. Then we swap over for their uniforms." Molly held her up. "Hold up. I want the SSM outfit. I never got to wear one while I was SHADO." Morgan smiled holding up her hand like a pair of scissors. "Alright, best of three. You win you get the out." Molly winked. "Game on, prepare to lose!" The first round went to Molly with the rock over the scissors. "Hmph. Beginners luck." Morgan snorted before winning the next two rounds with one paper and one scissor. Molly folded her arms. "Lucky bitch. Fine take it. I hope you shiver in it." Laughing, Morgan led them around the counter.
"Helena keep it tight and check those corners, dammit! And get those eyes up and stop looking at my ass!" Barked SSM Dalesdottir as the two swept the empty restaurant. Still feeling heat in her loins, Helena raised her rifle reluctantly tearing her eyes from the nubile form of Jennifer Dalesdottir. " But ma'am? The authorities are on their way. Surely it would be prudent to retreat." Jennifer turned to face her. "I'am not leaving our girls behind. Cops or no cops." Helena blinked seeing a flash of honey blonde hair behind Jennifer. "Ma'am?! Look out!" She cried but it was too late, the blonde had punched the SSM in her stomach causing her to drop her rifle and doubling up in pain before getting the tall woman into an half nelson. Trying to raise her rifle, Helena felt her bikini top being pulled from her chest, wrapping around her throat. Her rifle cluttering to the ground, Helena's hands shot up to try and pull her mysterious attackers hands away while she choked.
"Get a load of her tits, Molly!" Cried Morgan as Molly snaked her arm around the SSMs throat, cutting off the blood flow to her brain and ignoring her flailing arms. "Damn it Morgan!" She yelled over the tall blondes choking, looking up. "Stop distracting me, you know I don't swing that way-shiiit!" She whistled admiring the stormtroopers well rounded C-cups with circular perky pink areolas, which wobbled as she struggled in vain against Morgan's superior strength. "I know what you mean. Not bad at all. Er..I mean from a totally non-lesbian point of view, of course." With the stormtrooper slumping unconscious with a cute choked rattle, hanging from her own bikini top Morgan glanced over to the struggling SSMs ass letting out a wolf whistle. "Mmmmhm. She's got a nice ass. Looking forward to getting a piece of that." Feeling the SSM go limp in her arm with a strangled squeak, Molly rolled her eyes. "You say that now when there are sirens in the distance?" Laughing Morgan pulled the top from the stormtroopers throat, letting the half naked girl flop to the floor in heap. "The brunette here can go first."
"Its looks like SHADO saved us the best till last. Especially that SSM, she tasted like peaches." Said Morgan licking the SSM's juices from her fingers, she had gone so deep with the blonde that Morgan had to choke her out a second time, the brunette stormtrooper had been more obliging and stayed sleeping although Morgan's touches had aroused the girl. The two elite SHADOs now lay naked at their feet bound and with the discarded black bikinis, Molly dressed in the brunette stormtroopers uniform while Morgan was "dressed" in the SSM's uniform. If you can say dressed. She must be freezing cold in the get-up. Thought Molly stepping over the naked blonde, her well endowed breasts with dark pink stiff areolas, small clean shaven clitoris on full display. "Well looks like the five-o have arrived." She gestured outside with the four sheriff's department patrol cars pulling up. "Best let me do the talking, Morgan." Morgan nodded. "With my mile long rap sheet for sexual offences. Things might get a little awkward." Molly chuckled as the two walked out hands in the air. "That or be too distracted with what you're not wearing..." She muttered slyly under her breath.
Epilogue, Outside the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse 12:15pm
Now dressed in back in her catsuit, Morgan leant against the news van sipping her cappuccino while admiring her trophy the vaginal piercing she took from Mandy the SHADO sniper who along with her four squadmates where being led away by the sheriffs deputies into the back of three separate ambulances, towels covering their nakedness. Looking up she could see Molly speaking with a pretty news reporter from channel 7 news. Morgan grinned. She's always been the chatty girl and as a very sweet tasting pussy. But she's also my partner and puts up with a hell of a lot me, despite my...proclivities and is much better in front of the camera. I don't know what I would do without her. The sound of two chatting young women from behind her drew her attention, peering over the hold of the news van. Morgan spotted two attractive female deputy sheriff's talking, crouching she eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Heroines my ass!" Deputy Elaine Faulkner, a pretty auburn haired deputy shouted. "You know those two naked waitresses we found in the kitchen?" Her partner, deputy Paige Gamble a tomboyish but no less attractive brunette nodded. "You mean those doppelgangers of the naked terrorists that were in the dumpster? Weird shit. He's me thinking this job couldn't get any stranger." Elaine nodded impatiently. "Yes well that's not the most urgent thing. Those waitresses, Sammy-Lynn and Alex Leigh, said the redheaded contractor 'Morgan' sexually assaulted them and they want to press chargee!" Paige gasped. "What the fuck?! We need take take this to the sheriff!" Elaine folded her arms grinned. "I ran a background check on this 'Morgan' chick and she's a sex offender, with a history of sex acts against women." She winked smugly. "So let me guess, Elaine? You took this straight to the sheriff?" Elaine clapped her hands together. "You bet your ass I did. He's just waiting on the warrant from the judge. Should come through in a couple minutes. And we will also have a warrant too for the blonde girl, she's got not record but the sheriff says we can book her for aiding and abetting."
Hearing enough, Morgan finished off her coffee and put the piercing back into her pocket before walking towards Molly tapping her on the shoulder. "A word please, Molly?" She asked pulling her aside.
"Excuse me a moment, Audrey?" Molly said flashing the pretty blonde reporter a smile, as Morgan led her away. "What is it, Morgan? I'am busy doing the PR!" She replied through gritted teeth. Morgan sighed. "Well about that. We may have a little problem." She gestured over Molly's shoulder at the sheriff and the two female deputies, following the redheads gaze Molly facepalmed. "Oh no. What have you done now? Define little." Morgan placed an arm around her shoulder leading them towards their car. "You know those 'SHADO' girls in the kitchen? Well they weren't SHADOS, they were civvies." Molly pulled herself out of her partner's grip. "You did WHAT?! Oh crap, they're coming. Get in the damn car." The blonde yelled as the two cops saw them running in their direction. Jumping in the driver's seat, with Morgan opposite Molly gunned the engine speeding off down the street.
"This is just so typical of you, Morgan. We could have gotten a big fat payout from the sheriff. But no, instead you just had to get all 'hands on' with those waitresses. I've said this before; you've got a a problem." Molly sighed keeping her eyes on the road as Morgan threw up her hands. "Well I didn't hear any complaints from you when I did you. Besides, how the hell could we have known they were dead ringers for the SHADOs in the alley for fucks sake." Molly rolled her eyes. "Only because you knocked me out, shoved me in a car trunk and molested me after. Now let's get outta here." Morgan laughed admiring her friend. "I love you, babe." Molly sighed smiling despite her anger. "I love you too but not in that way." Bursting out laughing the two women sped down the road, putting the town of Pine Falls and the SHADOs behind them.
The Alley behind Pine Falls Realty, Pine Falls North Dakota, Monday 10th June 2024, 11:00 am
"You know after we're done with this operation we should really hit the bar. Command is going to seriously flash the cash for a job well done." Said SHADO sniper Mandy Parkhurst into her earpiece, an attractive 21 year old with slightly squared features, high cheekbones and big blue almond shaped eyes her long platinum blonde hair partially hidden by her black hooded cloak. Mandy had a figure most girls would kill for, her C-cup breasts practically spilling out of her SHADO issue black bikini top, the matching bikini bottoms barely covering her bubble butt. A pair of black leather gloves, fishnet stockings and ankle boots completed the look, along with a black leather strap under her left shoulder to rest the stock of her Cheytac sniper for more comfortable shooting. "Why are you buying Mandy? This is going to be a treat." Replied the voice of Crystal Harmon a SHADO soldier. " We're Oscar Mike towards the staff entrance around the back, Crystal out." Then came an impatient sigh.
"Will you all cut the chatter? We are still on mission." Came the sultry if annoying voice of SHADO SSM Jennifer Dalesdottir. Rolling her eyes, Mandy keyed in her channel. "Roger that. Sniper Parkhurst moving to overwatch, opposite the Steakhouse, out." Stuck up, bitch. Just because she's a Special Services Member, she thinks she can boss us around. Mandy thought acidly placing one foot on the ladder beginning her ascent to the rooftop of Pine Falls Realty.
The Rooftop
As soon as she reached the rooftop, Mandy was confronted by two young women dressed in tight black leather catsuits. One was short and lithe with small but firm breasts, heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and big turquoise coloured eyes framed by shoulder length honey blonde hair. While the other had more oval freckled features, shallower cheekbones and sparkling emerald coloured eyes. Her long red hair hanging loosely about her shoulders. Mandy gasped "Oh, crap." she had heard about these two from the daily briefing the infamous Molly and Morgan the thorns in SHADOs side. "Hey, your cute." Winked the red head. Mandy tried to whip around her rifle but Morgan was much faster, grabbing the barrel of the Cheytac she wrapped it over the snipers head, pressing it against her throat and lifting her off her feet.
Mandy shot her arms up trying desperately to pull the rifle from across her throat but it was to avail, Morgan just pressed the rifle harder against her throat cutting off the blood flow from her brain. Oh my god! Don't kill me! I'am too pretty to die! She thought her legs kicking all over as she began to see little black spots in her vision. "Easy there, blondie. Just ease into it don't struggle, you'll only hurt herself." Cooed Morgan as she applied more pressure, sighing Molly held down her legs. "Take it from me honey. It's better if you don't resist." Feeling her consciousness slowly fade, Mandy let out an aroused low sigh slumping unconscious into her own rifle her arms dangling limply from her sides.
"There, there. Sweetie. Time for us to get better... acquainted." Morgan whispered into the unconscious snipers ear, lowering the girl to the roof and snapping off the scope of the rifle tossing it to Molly. "Right. Get her uniform on while I scout out the Steakhouse. See how many SHADO were dealing with." Turning Molly looked out over to the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse, hearing the now familiar sounds of Morgan unzipping her catsuit and removing the snipers uniform a piece at a time then getting dressed. "Now we have a couple of servers down by the side entrance. We choke them out and steal their uniforms, then neutralise any- Morgan! What the hell are you doing?!" Molly turned when she heard the sound of sexual pleasure, seeing Morgan once again doing her thing. "Oh my god! I can't believe your actually fingering her! We are in enemy territory on a mission. What the hell?!" Morgan, fully dressed in the snipers uniform hummed as she searched the pink folds of the naked snipers clean shaven labia. "Knock it off Molly..." She paused licking the girl's juices from her fingers before returning, the young unconscious blonde quivering under her touch moaning loudly. Her C-cup breasts with pale pink puffy areolas wobbling in the sun. "...I'am just searching for valuable hidden intelligence. Like I did with you that one time." Molly blushed at the unpleasant memory. "Really? What do you hope to find? A secret map? Sentry positions, what?!." She asked sardonically throwing out her arms.
The redhead shrugged. "Like I always tell you, Molly. You never know what SHADOs like you hide in their- Well, well what have we here?" Morgan whistled in surprised parting the snipers vagina to reveal a silver vaginal piercing. Molly put her hand to her mouth. "Seriously? That can't be hygienic! Wait?! Your not removing it are you?! Yes, of course she's removing it why wouldn't she be?! Man that's gross." Morgan chuckled as she gently removed the snipers piercing, taking care not to damage her pretty little pussy. "It will make a nice souvenir of our mission." She said admiring it as Molly shook her head. "Unbelievable. Just make you sure you wash that before...well you know." Leaning against Morgan, Mandy began to stir her big blue eyes fluttering. "What? Was someone just touching -ugh!" Morgan quickly gripped her throat. "Not so fast, sugar." She said clamping another hand around her mouth muffling her whimpers pinching the snipers vague nerve. Letting out a high pitched aroused squeak, Mandy slumped back unconscious into Morgan who glanced down at her wet vagina. "Well, just look at that she actually came." Molly rolled her eyes, taking out cable ties and a roll of duct tape. "Come on let's tie her up and get back on mission shall we?"
With the young naked sniper bound and gagged, Molly handed Morgan the scope. "As I was saying. We take out those servers and take their uniforms." Morgan noticed two pretty tomboy waitresses standing near two large dumpsters; one a slightly tanned girl with short ash blonde hair and pale green eyes, the other an attractive raven haired brunette with short pixie cut hair and bright hazel eyes. Both dressed in the restaurants uniform; short white tied off tanktop with the "Tomboy Outback Steakhouse" logo flashed across their ample breasts in red, with matching tight short shorts and sneakers. "Then we silently take any other SHADOs before calling the calvary." Morgan sighed lowering the scope. "Civilians? I look forward to tasting them. Shame though, I was just getting used to this outfit." Rolling her eyes, Molly took back the scope. "No, absolutely not! No touching the civvies, not after what happened last time." Morgan winked looking her partner up and down. "The blonde. She's more my size anyway." Molly chuckled shaking her head as they moved towards the ladder. "You've got a problem. You know that right?"
The Staff Entrance of the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse, 11:25am
"Hmm? Sammy Lynn?" SHADO recruit Blake read off the name tag of her stolen uniform top. "Crystal? Don't you think it weird those girls looked like- Ow!?" The dark haired Blake recoiled from the slap upside her head senior SHADO Crystal gave her, who's name tag on her uniform tank top read 'Alex Leigh'. "That's ma'am to you recruit! Now focus, the real servers aren't going anywhere. Remember the plan, we go around serving like regular waitresses then we slip this card..." she took out a card with the SHADO logo, website, number and QR code on the reverse "...in with their meal. Remember we are looking for young pretty girls for the boss, the more gullible and attractive the better. Got it?" Blake nodded taking the card. "Understood. But what if the chick gives me her actual number?" Pinching her nose, Crystal sighed. "Damn it, recruit! We are not running a dating service here! We are trying to recruit the next gener-argh!" She was cut off as a red headed woman dressed as a SHADO sniper snaked her arm around Crystals neck, pressing her head forward. Before she could react, Blake also felt an arm close wrap around her next like a vice. "Not on our watch, bitch!" Molly hissed into her ear, pressing her head gently forward cutting off the blood flow to the women's brains. Letting out slow sexy rattles, both SHADO operatives eyes rolled into the back of the their heads slumping unconscious into the arms of their attackers.
"Damn it. I always feel guilty when we choke out civvies. Don't you Morgan?" Molly asked lowering the raven haired tomboy to the ground before peeling herself out of her catsuit. The redhead shrugged stripping out of her SHADO sniper outfit. "Not really, a targets a target. Especially if we need their clothes." Sighing at her partners callousness, Molly pulled off the brunettes tank top eyes widening in surprise at the girl's choice in underwear. "Why is she wearing a SHADO issue bikini top? And an earpiece?" Morgan who was already sampling the blondes pussy smacked her lips, rolling the girls sleeping body off of her. Glancing over to the right hand dumpster her brow furrowed. "Hmm? Their SHADOs and probably stole the uniforms off the real servers. Nothing we can do about that except take their uniforms, we're still on mission. Although I wouldn't mind sampling those missing servers." Shrugging she returned to the unconscious blonde, who seemed to be enjoying Morgan's touches.
"Huh, SHADOs thinking outside the box? It wasn't like that back in my day. They just told us to stand around and look pretty." Molly shook her head looking at Morgan finishing up with the blonde, pulling on the stolen servers uniform Morgan's eyes lingered on Molly's lithe figure barely concealed by the uniform she wore. "Mmm. Its how we first met after all. You standing at attention, all alone. The perfect little target..." Molly tutted rolling her eyes, shuddering at the memory. " Yeah, thanks for reminding me. And don't even think about trying to look for those servers, Morgan. Their civs for Christ's sake. Aren't you satisfied with SHADO pussy?" Morgan sighed as she started to bind the blonde SHADO. "You never let me have any fun." Molly looked up from lacing up the brunettes sneakers. "I think that's best for everyone, don't you?"
After they had finished dressing in their uniforms and with Morgan tasting the brunettes pussy, the duo bound and gagged the two SHADO girls leaving them wearing only their black standard issue bikinis. "Well, I guess this wraps up this little op. That's the last of the SHADO girls." Molly smiled as they tipped the bound SHADOs into the second left hand dumpster. "Now my suggestion is we relax and put these outfits to good use. We take home some tips and abuse the staff discount. According to the website, the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse does a mean cheese steak and fries." Morgan glanced back longingly at the dumpster, as she opened the staff door. "I would sooner have a taste of some waitress pussy." Molly shook her head face palming. "I can never take you anywhere. You really need a cheese steak to get pussy off your brain." Flashing her a wink, Morgan followed her into the restaurant.
Disguised Florists Truck, Across the Street, The Same Moment
"Sierra one! Sierra two! Come in, this is Sierra Actual. Status report now!" Bellowed SHADO stormtrooper Helena Christensen into her headset her concerns growing at the radio silence. She was an attractive girl of 24 and a stormtrooper of two years, with slender features shallow cheekbones and sparkling sapphire blue eyes, and shoulder length raven coloured hair over which she wore a black cloth headress. Her lithe figure barely covered by her matching bikini uniform, sweat band on the left bicep and elbow length gloves. Her long slender legs covered with fishnet stockings with ammo pouches on the hem and black leather heel ankle boots. "What seems to be the problem, Helena?" Helena looked up to see the 6 foot statuesque form of SSM Jennifer Dalesdottir, her full figure not at all covered by the black pasties that covered the nipples of her perfect breasts, and womanhood. Black stockings encasing those long divine legs, a SHADO issue combat knife sheathed on the left thigh and black leather choker encircling her slender. Helena was having a hard time concentrating, unable to tear her eyes from Jennifer's perfect toned and athletic body nor her squared features, big blue eyes and long golden locks.
"Uh..I..I'am not receiving anything from Sierras one and two, ma'am." Helena stammered admiring Jennifer's breasts, the blonde sighed lowering the mike on her headset. "Not am I getting anything from Sierra three, sniper Parkhurst but that girl always had a problem with the chain of command." Her nordic accent completely melting the young stormtrooper. "One not answering is complacency. But three is too much of a coincidence." She walked over to the gun rack, taking an M4A1 assault rifle. "Gear up, stormtrooper. We are going loud." She said tossing a rifle to Helena, which she caught deftly. "But what about the civilians ma'am? I thought this was a covert op." Jennifer shook her head, slotting in flashbangs into her stockings. "Fuck the civilians and protocol. My team is in danger and I'am getting them out, your not squeamish are you? She smiled pulling back the charging handle. Admiring the perfect soldier standing before her, Helena cocked her rifle. "No ma'am! Let's do this!"
The Rear Entrance of the Steakhouse 11:45am
Her big green eyes flicking open accustoming to the dark interior, Sammy Lynn Graves could see her best friend and fellow server Alex Leigh Bates opposite her bound, gagged and completely naked, screaming through a strip of tape. She tried to call to her but found she herself was in a similar predicament, a strip of duct tape covering her mouth and her wrists and ankles bound with cable ties. Using all her strength, Sammy rubbed the ties on her wrists against the side of the...dumpster? How the fuck did we end up in the dumpster! The last thing I remember was Alex and I chatting about the dishy Ryan Reynolds, and we were on a break. Then we were grabbed from behind. Feeling the plastic of the cable ties give way, Sammy Lynn pulled her wrists free, loosened the bindings from her ankles before tearing the tape from her mouth.
"Oh my god! Alex are you alright?!" Sammy asked removing the tape from her friends mouth. "Mmmph-ow! That stings! Yeah I'm fine, Sammy. Just a sore neck and a headache. You?" The raven headed server nodded, massaging the back of her neck, feeling a headache coming on as she worked to free her blonde friend who blushed seeing their nakedness. "Er why the fuck are we naked? We're are our uniforms!?" Sammy shrugged loosening Alex's binds. "I think some crazy girls must have attacked us, stolen our uniforms and left us in the dumpster all tied up." Alex gasped shaking her blonde head rubbing her sore wrists. "Stole our uniforms?! Like on some netflix show? Why? All we have is the crappy 10% staff discount and it ain't worth abusing." Tammy sighed, opening the dumpster blinking as the sunlight hit her eyes. "I don't know, Alex but we have to find some clothes and call the cops." Jumping out of the dumpster, she turned to help a very embarrassed Alex clamber from the dumpster.
" You know, if some kid comes past we're fucked." Taking a look around she took Sammy's hand, her covering her bare breasts. "Ugh, Sammy! Don't tell me were going to mug some poor girls and steal their clothes? Really?" Before she could answer, Sammy held her up hearing some bangs and muffled moans from the left hand closed dumpster. "Wait? Do you hear that? It's coming from the other dumpster!" Covered their modesty the best they could, the two girls opened the moaning dumpster. Eyes widening at what they saw.
"Man this is so fucked up." Alex Leigh gasped as they saw their doppelgangers staring right up at them, screaming into their gags. Clad only in pitch black bikinis. Tammy Lynn nodded. "That's definitely some Twilight Zone level shit right there." Alex sighed looking at her protesting double. "So are these the ones who knocked us and stole our clothes? Or is this some freaky shit and they also their clothes stolen like us. I mean they are a long way from a beach, this is Pine Falls, not Miami Beach." Alex eyed up her double who had a guilty look on her face. "It doesn't matter, they are wearing clothes and we aren't." Balling her fists she punched her double on the cheek, ending her muffled protests in a single pained squeak before hopping into the dumpster and stripping her double out of her bikini. "Sorry, other me. It's nothing personal." Sammy quipped to her unconscious clone. The blonde Alex copy started to scream through her gag at her doppelganger. "Sorry, honey." The real Alex said swiftly punching her clone in the face, knocking her unconscious. "Ow that fucking hurts!" She cried flicking her wrist before diving into the dumpster.
"Okay, now were dressed. Let's go into the Steakhouse and call the cops." Sammy Lynn said tying on the black bikini top and bottoms, finally glad to wearing something again. Alex shook her head lacing on the stolen bikini. "We are so going to lose our jobs over this. Or they could dock the cost of the uniforms from our pay." She glanced down at the two very naked sleeping doppelgangers, who eerily had similar naked bodies; the blonde with full rounded breasts and tanned full pink puffy areolas, complimented by a small vagina crowned with a faint strip of ash blonde pubic hair. While the Sammy clone shared the same buoyant but small B-cup breasts with dark pink rose petal areolas and fuller vagina topped with a thin strip of raven hair. Sammy laid a hand on her shoulder. "It will be better than freezing to death in that dumpster, come on." After closing the dumpster lid on their doubles, the two Steakhouse servers entered through the staff entrance.
The Tomboy Outback Steakhouse, 11:55am
"Uh huh. What did I tell you Morgan? Much better than SHADO pussy right?" Molly winked finishing off the last of her cheesesteak, watching Morgan swallow the last of hers as they sat in the rear kitchen. The red head nodded appreciatively savouring the taste. "That tasted much better than the three SHADO pussies I had this morning." Molly let out a laugh of triumph before looking down at the $500 dollars in tips they had made. "And the people in this town are decent tippers. Well a SHADO operation busted..." Molly grinned holding up three fingers and counting them down. "...a small fortune made and we had two cheesesteaks to die for. I'd say we've had a very productive day." Glancing over the blondes shoulder, Morgan smiled gesturing with her head. "And it's just gotten even better. Take a look at who's come back for seconds."
Turning to look over her shoulder Molly sighed. "Those two from the dumpster who stole the servers uniforms? They must have gotten loose." Morgan got up from from her chair cracking her knuckles approaching the girls where trying to operate a payphone. "Well let's put them back to bed. I wouldn't mind a second helping." Molly glanced around the kitchen staff recieving stares back. "Morgan, wait. This is too public..." She said trailing after her. One of the SHADOs, the small brunette tapped her friend on the shoulder looking up and pointing at them. "Wait? It's them they stole our-ugh!" Morgan didn't give the girl chance to talk, punching her in the gut before flowing around her snaking an arm around her neck. The blonde then tried to swipe at Molly with the payphone received but the ex-SHADO swiftly ducked the clumsy blow, stamping on the blondes foot before wrapping her arm around the girls throat applying pressure. All around was chaos, the staff running for the exits. "Quick someone call 911! It's terrorists!" Cried a female chef while the male manager ran into the restaurant. "Everyone evacuate the Steakhouse now! It's an emergency!"
To the chorus of panicking civilians, Molly and Morgan applied pressure to the SHADO girls throats. "These girls never learn do they, Molly?" Morgan quipped as the struggling brunette let out a strangled rattle, slumping unconscious in the redheads arms." Chuckling Molly shook her head feeling the blonde go limp in her arms after a strained cute gurgle, big green eyes rolling back into her pretty head. "You remember I used to be one of these girls?" Laughing Morgan rolled off the unconscious brunette then stripped off the servers uniform. "Lets get these ladies naked...again. I want to have my second helping of these two." Tutting, Molly pulled off her uniform then got to work unlacing the blondes sentry bikini. "She's says that when the cops are on their way. She's the one who doesn't learn." Muttering under her breath as she got dressed while Morgan explored the girl's vagina's.
"Huh? That's strange these girls taste differently from the last time." Morgan said licking her fingers as they stood over the naked bound bodies of the two SHADOs, both dressed in the girl's sentry bikinis. "I don't know, maybe it's that cheesesteak screwing with your taste buds?" Molly glanced down at the unconscious girls shaking her head. "You know there was something off about those SHADOs. I don't th-" "Shh! Do you hear that?" Morgan hissed across her, holding up her fist. From beyond the counter they heard the breaking of glass and the tinkle of grenades across the floor, followed by two loud ringing bags. "Flashbangs! Take cover." Both women took cover behind the counter, peering up over the top. "Looks like we've got company, Molly." Looking up, the blonde saw two SHADOs storm through the doors, rifles raised. "Looks like a stormtrooper and an SSM? Here? This op must be larger than we thought." Morgan nodded crouching down. "Right. You take the blonde SSM and I'll take the cute brunette stormtrooper. Then we swap over for their uniforms." Molly held her up. "Hold up. I want the SSM outfit. I never got to wear one while I was SHADO." Morgan smiled holding up her hand like a pair of scissors. "Alright, best of three. You win you get the out." Molly winked. "Game on, prepare to lose!" The first round went to Molly with the rock over the scissors. "Hmph. Beginners luck." Morgan snorted before winning the next two rounds with one paper and one scissor. Molly folded her arms. "Lucky bitch. Fine take it. I hope you shiver in it." Laughing, Morgan led them around the counter.
"Helena keep it tight and check those corners, dammit! And get those eyes up and stop looking at my ass!" Barked SSM Dalesdottir as the two swept the empty restaurant. Still feeling heat in her loins, Helena raised her rifle reluctantly tearing her eyes from the nubile form of Jennifer Dalesdottir. " But ma'am? The authorities are on their way. Surely it would be prudent to retreat." Jennifer turned to face her. "I'am not leaving our girls behind. Cops or no cops." Helena blinked seeing a flash of honey blonde hair behind Jennifer. "Ma'am?! Look out!" She cried but it was too late, the blonde had punched the SSM in her stomach causing her to drop her rifle and doubling up in pain before getting the tall woman into an half nelson. Trying to raise her rifle, Helena felt her bikini top being pulled from her chest, wrapping around her throat. Her rifle cluttering to the ground, Helena's hands shot up to try and pull her mysterious attackers hands away while she choked.
"Get a load of her tits, Molly!" Cried Morgan as Molly snaked her arm around the SSMs throat, cutting off the blood flow to her brain and ignoring her flailing arms. "Damn it Morgan!" She yelled over the tall blondes choking, looking up. "Stop distracting me, you know I don't swing that way-shiiit!" She whistled admiring the stormtroopers well rounded C-cups with circular perky pink areolas, which wobbled as she struggled in vain against Morgan's superior strength. "I know what you mean. Not bad at all. Er..I mean from a totally non-lesbian point of view, of course." With the stormtrooper slumping unconscious with a cute choked rattle, hanging from her own bikini top Morgan glanced over to the struggling SSMs ass letting out a wolf whistle. "Mmmmhm. She's got a nice ass. Looking forward to getting a piece of that." Feeling the SSM go limp in her arm with a strangled squeak, Molly rolled her eyes. "You say that now when there are sirens in the distance?" Laughing Morgan pulled the top from the stormtroopers throat, letting the half naked girl flop to the floor in heap. "The brunette here can go first."
"Its looks like SHADO saved us the best till last. Especially that SSM, she tasted like peaches." Said Morgan licking the SSM's juices from her fingers, she had gone so deep with the blonde that Morgan had to choke her out a second time, the brunette stormtrooper had been more obliging and stayed sleeping although Morgan's touches had aroused the girl. The two elite SHADOs now lay naked at their feet bound and with the discarded black bikinis, Molly dressed in the brunette stormtroopers uniform while Morgan was "dressed" in the SSM's uniform. If you can say dressed. She must be freezing cold in the get-up. Thought Molly stepping over the naked blonde, her well endowed breasts with dark pink stiff areolas, small clean shaven clitoris on full display. "Well looks like the five-o have arrived." She gestured outside with the four sheriff's department patrol cars pulling up. "Best let me do the talking, Morgan." Morgan nodded. "With my mile long rap sheet for sexual offences. Things might get a little awkward." Molly chuckled as the two walked out hands in the air. "That or be too distracted with what you're not wearing..." She muttered slyly under her breath.
Epilogue, Outside the Tomboy Outback Steakhouse 12:15pm
Now dressed in back in her catsuit, Morgan leant against the news van sipping her cappuccino while admiring her trophy the vaginal piercing she took from Mandy the SHADO sniper who along with her four squadmates where being led away by the sheriffs deputies into the back of three separate ambulances, towels covering their nakedness. Looking up she could see Molly speaking with a pretty news reporter from channel 7 news. Morgan grinned. She's always been the chatty girl and as a very sweet tasting pussy. But she's also my partner and puts up with a hell of a lot me, despite my...proclivities and is much better in front of the camera. I don't know what I would do without her. The sound of two chatting young women from behind her drew her attention, peering over the hold of the news van. Morgan spotted two attractive female deputy sheriff's talking, crouching she eavesdropped on their conversation.
"Heroines my ass!" Deputy Elaine Faulkner, a pretty auburn haired deputy shouted. "You know those two naked waitresses we found in the kitchen?" Her partner, deputy Paige Gamble a tomboyish but no less attractive brunette nodded. "You mean those doppelgangers of the naked terrorists that were in the dumpster? Weird shit. He's me thinking this job couldn't get any stranger." Elaine nodded impatiently. "Yes well that's not the most urgent thing. Those waitresses, Sammy-Lynn and Alex Leigh, said the redheaded contractor 'Morgan' sexually assaulted them and they want to press chargee!" Paige gasped. "What the fuck?! We need take take this to the sheriff!" Elaine folded her arms grinned. "I ran a background check on this 'Morgan' chick and she's a sex offender, with a history of sex acts against women." She winked smugly. "So let me guess, Elaine? You took this straight to the sheriff?" Elaine clapped her hands together. "You bet your ass I did. He's just waiting on the warrant from the judge. Should come through in a couple minutes. And we will also have a warrant too for the blonde girl, she's got not record but the sheriff says we can book her for aiding and abetting."
Hearing enough, Morgan finished off her coffee and put the piercing back into her pocket before walking towards Molly tapping her on the shoulder. "A word please, Molly?" She asked pulling her aside.
"Excuse me a moment, Audrey?" Molly said flashing the pretty blonde reporter a smile, as Morgan led her away. "What is it, Morgan? I'am busy doing the PR!" She replied through gritted teeth. Morgan sighed. "Well about that. We may have a little problem." She gestured over Molly's shoulder at the sheriff and the two female deputies, following the redheads gaze Molly facepalmed. "Oh no. What have you done now? Define little." Morgan placed an arm around her shoulder leading them towards their car. "You know those 'SHADO' girls in the kitchen? Well they weren't SHADOS, they were civvies." Molly pulled herself out of her partner's grip. "You did WHAT?! Oh crap, they're coming. Get in the damn car." The blonde yelled as the two cops saw them running in their direction. Jumping in the driver's seat, with Morgan opposite Molly gunned the engine speeding off down the street.
"This is just so typical of you, Morgan. We could have gotten a big fat payout from the sheriff. But no, instead you just had to get all 'hands on' with those waitresses. I've said this before; you've got a a problem." Molly sighed keeping her eyes on the road as Morgan threw up her hands. "Well I didn't hear any complaints from you when I did you. Besides, how the hell could we have known they were dead ringers for the SHADOs in the alley for fucks sake." Molly rolled her eyes. "Only because you knocked me out, shoved me in a car trunk and molested me after. Now let's get outta here." Morgan laughed admiring her friend. "I love you, babe." Molly sighed smiling despite her anger. "I love you too but not in that way." Bursting out laughing the two women sped down the road, putting the town of Pine Falls and the SHADOs behind them.