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` Below is a two-story miniseries I wrote and posted initially on SSP as darkdrone several years ago back in the day when I first started writing as a hobby. I was inspired by crime to write these two tales. WORST SEX STORIES EVER COLLECTION: CRIME STOPPER MILFS ____________________ POLICE MOM VERSUS EVIL COCK Note: The following story is a work of fiction. "Sit down here, son, and I'll go get somebody to deal with you." The police officer made sure Scott (18) was sitting in the chair opposite from a desk. This desk was to be occupied by any police officer trying to write a report or file of some sort. Right now, there was no one sitting in the chair behind that desk so Scott was left to sit and wait, wondering what was going to happen now that he had been caught spraying graffitti on the side of a bank. A minute later, two people came into the room: the cop who had brought Scott in and a woman who went to sit down in the chair on the other side of the desk, facing Scott. Oh SHIT! Scott said to himself. It was Mrs. Bosley (41), the mother of his classmate, John. He felt so embarrassed and turned red in the face. He was also beginning to perspire. Mrs. Bosley told the policeman, "Thank you, officer. You can leave us. I know this kid." "All right," said the police officer, then he walked out of the room and closed the door behind him. Mrs. Bosley worked for the juvenile correction division of the police force. She was a hot mom and had recently decided to dye her naturally ...

... black hair a metallic dark blue (maybe because of her occupation, some people thought). She was average height, had a very cute, freckled face, and grey-rock-colored eyes. Right now, she was wearing a business suit, as she normally did. She asked Scott, in a tired but friendly voice, looking at her desk, wiping off some dirt on the surface, "What trouble have you caused, Scott?" He replied, "Wow. You remember my name, Mrs. Bosley." "Yeah, well, my son is in the same class as you and you're all at that stage in life where you're bound to get into trouble so I memorized your names in order to save time when writing up a report on any of you, if you happened to get caught doing something bad." She arched an eyebrow at him, and looked so unintentionally sexy. "This initial report that the officer gave me says that you were caught spraying graffitti on the side of a bank. Is that true?" Scott looked down at his shoes in shame and said, "Yes, Mrs. Bosley." She sighed and said, "All right. Wait for a minute in here. I'm going to go get something ready for you. It will help you to stay out of trouble." Scott looked up, a light in his eyes, saying, "You're not going to put me in jail?" She looked at him seriously and said, "No. You're not going to jail, but you will have this incident kept on record in our files so if you do anything criminal again, whether it be graffitti or shoplifting, you will face a penalty of some sort. Are we clear on this?" "Yes, mam!" "Good. Now, wait here." ...