Lying With Pigs

Before you read this, have you read ‘It All Comes Out’?

She got played like a Nintendo 64. How could she have been so fucking stupid? She was Paula fucking LaVine. She couldn’t even count the many hours her father spent drilling her about being on her guard at all times. 

 

“You’re a woman, and because of the world we live in people, mostly men, will try you. You’ve always gotta be on your p’s and q’s.” He’d say.

 

“Paula, please! Just open the door! I can explain.” Dani yelled from the other side of the door.

 

Great, not only had she been stupid enough to get cozy with a fucking pig, but now she was trapped in the bathroom. Fuck, fuck, fuck! How did she even let this happen?

 

She needed to get the fuck out of there now. But how could she? Dani already knew that she knew, it wasn’t like Dani would just let her walk out of the apartment; would she? 

 

Paula hadn’t done anything wrong, it wasn’t like she could arrest her or anything. But fuck, she knew too much about Pauly. How could Paula have been so stupid?

 

Running her hands through her hair, Paula sighed. She was fucked.

 

“Paula please.” Dani pleaded from the other side of the door.

 

Just when Paula thought there was hope for her in the love department, she gets burned. Fuck, she should have known this thing with Dani was too good to be true. Was that even her name? Shit, she sat on the bitch’s couch and poured her heart out and she doesn’t even know her name. If her father didn’t kill her for this, at least he’d get a good laugh at her stupidity. 

 

Closing her eyes Paula lowered her head between her knees and squeezed. She needed to think. Usually, she was slicker than a slip and slide. As a teen, she’d talk herself out of the tightest of situations.

 

“Paula, please!” Dani pleaded again.

 

Paula knew that eventually, she’d have to open the door; there was no window in that fucking bathroom. Even if there was a window, they were in a fucking highrise. Shit, if she made it out of this apartment, she’d never set foot in another high rise again.

 

“Paula I can explain.” Dani said from the other side of the door.

 

Rising to her feet, Paula took a deep breath and quickly opened the door.

 

“Don’t bother.” She said, pushing past the officer.

 

Dani spun around, catching Paula by the arm.

 

“Am I being detained officer?” Paula asked coldly.

 

Dani frowned, her brows bunching together.

 

“No. That’s not even how that-”

 

Paula ripped her hand away from the other woman and made her way to the bedroom door.

 

“Wait! Paula, stop!” Dani yelled.

 

Paula grabbed the knob and pulled the door open about an inch before it was slammed shut again.

 

“Paula, please. Just let me explain.” Dani pleaded. 

 

Paula’s throat tightened. It all felt so real. The dates, the kisses, the sex. What kind of detective fucks someone in the name of solving a case?

 

“What’s there to fucking say? You got me.” Paula said.

 

Dani sighed, placing a hand on the other woman’s shoulder.

 

“Don’t fucking touch me!” Paula snapped, turning around.

 

Dani didn’t back away, so now the women stood nose to nose. 

 

Paula felt like hocking a loogie right in the bitch’s stupid face. But instead, she just stood there, silent and unmoving. 

 

“Paula I don’t even know what to say. This started as a means to get close to you and eventually your dad and uncle but now I, I don’t know. I think I’m falling in-”

 

“Bullshit! Bitch! Do I look like I was born fucking yestarday?!” Paula yelled, her voice raddling the walls. 

 

“Paula you’re in my house! My actual fucking house! Where I sleep! Where I eat and live my life! Do you really think I would bring you to my home if I was trying to set you up?!” Dani asked.

 

Paula could feel a headache coming on. Shit, she didn’t know what to believe. For all she knew this could be an apartment the other pigs set her up with.

 

As if Dani could read her mind, the officer ran to the bookshelf and pulled out a black binder.

 

“Look, these are my family photos!” She said flipping through the pages. 

 

Throwing the binder down she grabbed Paula’s hand and dragged her to the kitchen. 

 

“Here’s all my dishes! A plate I made in high school. These are photos of my friends! My mail!” She continued, grabbing one item at a time and setting them on the counter.

 

“I don’t need your fucking life story!” Paula yelled backing away from the other woman.

 

Turning around, Paula began making her way towards the front door when Dani grabbed her again.

 

“Paula please, don’t go. Please don’t leave.” Dani begged.

 

Paula tried to turn around but Dani grabbed her other arm and pulled the other woman flush against her.

 

Before Paula knew it her hands were behind her back; Dani’s tongue in her mouth. 

 

Paula groaned despite herself. Fuck, did the woman have to be such a good fucking kisser?

 

If he were here Pauly would be disgusted. She didn’t even put up a fight; how could she with Dani’s silk-like tongue running along her own?

 

Paula didn’t know anything about the rules of being a pig, but she had a strong feeling that this wasn’t in Dani’s job description.

 

Fuck, she really needed to get out of there. But how could she when Dani was literally sucking the breath out of her lungs? 

 

Pushing Paula’s jacket down her arms Dani ripped it off, throwing it to the ground before reaching for the bottom of Paula’s shirt.

 

Fuck, this couldn’t happen again. But there Paula was, lifting her arms like a fucking idiot. The shirt fell to the ground, Paula’s bra landing on top of it a moment later. 

 

Ducking down, Dani took the other woman’s nipple in her mouth, Paula letting out a groan as she held Dani close.

 

Dani was the ocean, Paula a hundred-pound weight; never had drowning felt so good. 

 

Paula felt soft cotton on her back, the ceiling fan pushing cool air down onto her while Dani’s tongue lit a fire along her slit. Where’d her pants go? Fuck it.

 

Dani’s tongue swirled against Paula as if the officer was writing in cursive. 

 

“Fuck! Dani!” Paula’s fists filled with the sheets; stars twinkling behind her eyelids. 

 

Paula’s walls held onto Dani’s skilled fingers, the officer curling the long digits just right. 

 

Dani curled her fingers, stroking the roof of Paula’s vagina as she moved the digits in a ‘come here’ motion, beckoning Paula’s orgasm.

 

“Fuck! Dani!” Paula called out. 

 

Dani continued the sweet torture until Paula’s back was arching up from the bed as if the mattress was too hot to lie on. 

 

Pushing forward Dani captured Paula’s clit with her mouth, her tongue circling the little nub.

 

At this point, Paula was trembling. With shaky knees and her fists filled with sheets, she felt herself leave her body; hovering over the bed, watching as Dani fucked her senseless.

 

How the fuck did they go from fighting to this? Within seconds that thought was obliterated as an animalistic roar shredded its way through Paula’s throat, her orgasm taking over her entire body.  

 

Slowing her pace down, Dani withdrew her fingers before lapping up the mess Paula had made. Then, when the other woman was all clean, Dani sat back on her calves and licked her fingers as if she were licking the last of her favorite dessert. 

 

“How’s that for I’m sorry?” The officer said with a smirk.


Let me hear you say; “Cause I’m in too deep and I’m trying to keep my head up above in my head, instead of going under.” – Sum 41-In Too Deep

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