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<I had a Burning Desire to Scratch a Strong Itch>

If I were asked to rate my life over the last month I'd have to give it a two with it being classified as the absolute pits. I should be flying high as a single woman who has achieved many of her life goals, but my life gets so hectic at times that I forget to relax and enjoy the accomplishments I have managed to either earn or pull off with bullshit. I'd stop to smell the roses, but lately it seems like there is a damned bee behind every bush ready to pounce on my nose, or even worse, my ass. This morbid state has been brought on by all work, no dicking, and no time to play, making me one fucking cranky, horny police sergeant and believe me, I haven't have time for relationships, or that's what I've been told.

At some point in life, we all get the itch that tells us that we need to get laid in order to pull the plug on the steam that builds up inside. You know the feeling, I know the feeling. Hell, even the Pope knows the feeling. Today was one of the worst when I reported in for the change of shift. My Lieutenant and supervisor is also the one who has been furnishing the dicking I have needed. For the last month, he has been avoiding me as if I were the Wicked Witch of the West or worse. He called me in and ate my ass out over a traffic stop where I admittedly pursued the immigration status of the driver. When I stopped him, he either spoke no English or refused to answer in English. He had no driver's license, no papers, no insurance proof, so I rousted him, had ...

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