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The small midwestern town I chose was quiet enough. It had a large Irish-American population. I liked being someone like Eamon O'Reilly. Declan Flaherty sounded just as good, and just as Irish. Besides the accent seemed to attract women.

Maureen McBride was by far the youngest.

I thought I'd let her tell the story. She knows the details better than me:

I didn't think it could happen to me. I was too smart and seen other women fall for tricks like Declan Flaherty played on them, but like I said it couldn't possibly happen to me.

My name is Maureen McBride, but everyone calls me Mo.

I'm twenty-eight-years-old and I was a cop. The first female police officer on our town's force, and the youngest. I was sworn in when I was twenty-two.

The chief started me out on a desk unlike other rookies who were assigned to patrols. I think he was protecting me because I was a girl. He had a daughter my age.

Why did I become a cop? My great-grandfather came from Ireland and the best job he could find was as a cop. My grandfather was a cop. My four uncles were cops. I guess you could say we were born to wear the blue.

Except for my father. He had no interest. Besides, he was a financial and investment genius. In fact, he was an investment manager and by all reports his clients did well; very well. He never cheated or took advantage of a client; even little old widow ladies. They'd come to him, "Mr. McBride, my husband just died and left me some money. I need someone I trust to invest it for me. Please."

Like I said, no one ever spoke a bad word about my father.

By the time I was twenty-five, I'd risen to detective on my own merits. Still, mostly I worked desk jobs. I no longer wore a uniform to work. Usually, I wore a blouse and pants with my badge around my neck, and my Smith & Wesson on my hip.

It was when I was twenty-five that my dad died. My mom died when I was in high school and except while in college, I lived at home taking care of dad. It was what a girl was expected to do. I took care of him in his last few years, but a nurse came in while I was on duty.

When dad died, as his only heir I was the recipient of his estate. I was shocked, dad's investments were worth over 30 million dollars. I had no idea. He was very frugal, but . . .

It may seem crazy to you, but I did not resign from the force. I mean I could have bought a home on the Italian or French Riveria and have handsome men whisper sweet nothings in my ear. That wasn't me. Like I said, being a cop was in my blood.

Besides what would I do with all my free time?

Nice story, Mo, but we want to hear the juicy parts; the sex parts and what about Declan?

I'll get to Declan Flaherty.

First, you should know I wasn't opposed to handsome men sharing my bed. The truth was that men had shared my bed since I went off to college.

I was in high school and Frankie McKenzie was the first. He didn't know what he was doing, but then neither did I. I just spread my legs and he got on top. Then it was over.

I didn't see the big deal, but all my girlfriends raved about getting fucked.

I gave it another try, but not with Frankie. In college, there was Terry, Bob, Mike, Tyrone, Malachi. Sometimes I understood what my

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