A New Day, A New You part 11 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 11

... slamming the large oak door behind me. I push my small ottoman in front of the door and run to my bed side grabbing the phone and dialing 9-1-1. “Nine one one state the nature of your emergency,” the operator says in her drone voice. “My name is Anita Vargas and I’m trapped in my bedroom with home invaders inside my house,” I tell the operator pushing myself against the ottoman and the door. “Ma’am are you hurt and do you need medical assistance,” she asks still droning to me. “I need police with guns to shoot and kill people trying to kill me,” I scream into the phone. “Ma’am I’ve already alerted officers in your area, please stay on the line so we can insure your safety,” She continues but I’m already in my closet. My closet has a heavy door as well but it also has the gun, it’s an old small revolver but it’s loaded and with me behind my door pointing it at anything that opens I am ready to face my inevitable death. Sirens are something people never think are good unless you call for them. I hear police yelling and I wait in my closet to hear people announcing themselves as law enforcement from outside my bedroom door. “Mrs. Vargas my name is Officer Thompson with the Los Angeles Police Department,” the voice says through my door. “I have a gun and it’s loaded,” I call out and hear people talking. “Ma’am that’s probably a good idea considering but the only people here are you me and my partner, my partner is standing back and I have my weapon holstered. Crack the door and ...

... you can see me,” the officer says and I pull the ottoman back. I crack the door with my free hand and see a youngish officer with his hand in a neutral position not threatening. I open the door and he relaxes as his partner is speaking into his radio. For the next hour plus I’m asked a mountain of questions by detectives, checked out by paramedics and when Sophia arrives she is scared and relieved all at once. It takes more time for things to settle down but when I think about it myself I wonder how they got past my electronic security system. It’s supposed to go off whenever anyone enters unless a code is put in. The detectives are probably working on that as we speak but only a few people know my regular codes and one of them is not happy with me. Hell he wasn’t happy with me for years before I divorced his unfaithful ass. I’m mad and scared all at the same time as Sophia is making sure everything is alright with me. I don’t think she’s going to leave tonight and when I finally turn in she’s already checking everything for the fourth time. Sleep doesn’t come peacefully and I wake up tired and well after I would normally wake and start my morning ritual. I am down stairs and see Sophia with food ready, I pay her very well and she takes care of me like a daughter. “Fresh coffee and raisin bagels with cream cheese,” she tells me handing me a cup. “So we’ll be dealing with the police for the next couple of days thanks to last night,” I state with an outwardly calm voice. “They ...