Officer Lance sat at his desk looking over the flood of paperwork that needed attention when suddenly his mind went blank and then She appeared, just a quick glimpse of blond hair. Lance could not shake her beauty out of his head, he was fixated and it consumed him. He spent the next hour looking over the same report over and over. In his present state, Detective Lance was useless so he decided to call it a night. He knew what he had to do. He left the police station in a hurry and drove to the blond beautys apartment. She was just walking up to the front door when he decided he could not just sit by and let her consume him. He crossed the street and ran towards the blond beauty as she opened the door.
Ms. Smoak! Lance called out. She turned around and was clearly startled. Oh
sorry didnt mean to scare you.
Oh its perfectly ok. I mean its you and not some crazy homicidal maniac
unless you are a homicidal maniac.
I assure Im not a maniac, Ms. Smoak, he smiled reassuring at her. She smiled back with that gorgeous smile of hers. I actually have to talk to you about something. Mind If I come in? He looked towards the wide open front door.
Oh of course not. Come in please, its better no one sees us together. She led him inside to her apartment door and undid the lock. Felicitys apartment was spotless and warming with plush animals lined up in perfect order on her couch.
I have important information about the man that calls himself Blood. Lance spoke to her as he walked around the living room picking up random figurines that were on tables and shelves.
Oh? What about him? She walked over towards him clearly intrigued. She had been busy all week trying to crack the mystery of Brother Blood. Suddenly Lance turned around and sprayed something in her face. Felicity felt drowsy and soon blacked out.
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Felicity woke up on her bed fully clothed but bond tightly with rope. What happened? Were we robbed? She remembered Lance was in her house. Is he OK? She called out his name but there was no answer. She began to feel nervous that something bad was about to happen when her bedroom door opened and in walked Lance.
Detective Lance
I mean Officer Lance, thank goodness youre alive. She sighed in relief.
Hi, there Ms. Smoak, he said with a big grin on his face. Felicity had a bad feeling about this. Lance stood there admiring what he saw. Ms. Smoak was wearing a tight fitting dress that just accentuated her gorgeous figure. She was still wearing her glass with her blond hair loose from that restrictive braid she sometimes wore. But what fixated Lance most was the fact she was wearing stockings and red high heels. The sight made Lance weak in the knees. He began to shiver with anticipation as he kneeled in front of her feet.
Lance took off her heels one by one and admired her feet. So perfect. My GOD! Lance then grabbed her feet and placed them in his face in order to take in their amazing aroma. The sweat was ever so sweet. He just could not get enough. Your feet, theyre so delicious! He took off her stockings and looked down at her pale beautiful soles and suddenly an idea struck him. Lace got up and left the room.
Lance?! You cant leave me like this! she began to panic when suddenly he came back with a feather in his hand and something else but she could not make out what it was. No, please Im very ticklish.
I was hoping youd say that, Ms. Smoak. He kneeled in front of her feet and took the feather and brushed it lightly over her soles. Felicity began to laugh hysterically. Now where shall these piggies go? He took the big toes and wiggled it all the way down to the station. The next he took to the club, the third he took to a nice restaurant. The fourth he took to Big Belly Burger. And this little piggy went all the way into my mouth, he took her little toes and placed it in his mouth and sucked on it.
Please
no
no more. I cant take it, she said in between bursts of laughter. He stopped at that.
Well take a break. Im beginning to get hungry hope you dont mind if I have a Smoak Peanut Butter Feet Sandwich. He held up a jar of extra crunchy peanut butter for her to see. He undid the lid and using a spoon scooped some up and spread it all over the soles of her feet. That looks good, does it not?
He licked a little up and then more and more. The mixture of the peanut butter and the sweat created the perfect combination. He licked the peanut butter from her soles and from between her toes. I guess it was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich after all he mused to himself. Felicity wasn't able to stifle her laughter and that just excited Lance even more. Upon finishing Lance used a towel to clean up his face which was covered in peanut butter. He had never had a meal so exquisite before. Her soles were like a never ending buffet one that he was sure to revisit. Lance was saddened he could not stay for dessert. He had brought whip cream to make a toe sundae but that would make the wait for his next meal all that more exciting.
Once they were clean he gave her some tea that would make her sleep and forget about all that just happened. As soon as Felicity was asleep he undid the rope and picked up the mess he made and left.
Lance entered his car and looked in the rear view mirror with the biggest smile before driving off.