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However, if we find anything illegal on your person when you’re searched you can plan on rough fuck spending at least a few days in jail and probably more.” I passed a set of papers across the bar to Bolt as I continued, “I’ve taken the liberty of printing the applicable sections of the city ordinances that apply to my actions tonight. Take a careful look at Section 54, Part 4, paragraphs C through G.” By then Daryl had worked his way behind the bar to take possession of Bolt’s pistol. He lifted it up to show me so I returned my attention to the patrons. “Everyone at the bar—stand up and back away. Drop anything in your pockets, underwear, boots, or wherever onto the floor. That means drugs, weapons—anything that could get you into trouble. If you drop it onto the floor you’re getting a free pass tonight.” Apparently, most of them believed me because several knives, packets of drugs, and even a .38 revolver found their way to the floor. Then I had them step back to the bar where they were searched. Max and I approached one booth where I had noticed that the occupants’ behavior was even surlier than I had anticipated. Sure enough, I got some lip from a short stocky guy with a shaved head and scruffy beard. “You got no fuckin’ right to treat us like this. I have half a mind to stomp your ass and I would except you got a gun and a big dog. Without them you’d be toast, Muthafucka.” “And, you would be…who?” “I’m DeAnthony Shutt. I see you brought all your Uncle Tom’s with you tonight. That’s just what we need—a bunch of fuckin’ Oreo’s playin’ po-lice man.” “Oh yeah—I’ve heard of you except the warden at Joliet called you ‘Shit Chute’ and I must say the name fits. After what the warden told me I thought you’d be a lot more, but now I can see you’re just another big mouth con. So, tell me—ever have any special training like judo or karate or kendo?” “No, why the fuck you think I would need that?” “I spent four years in the military police with the Navy so I had the same hand-to-hand combat training that they give the Seals. Unfortunately, I am the Chief of Police and I have to exercise restraint and set an example for the community.” I would have gone on, but I was called to the bar teen by one of the new black recruits. “Chief, this guy has something in his crotch.” “No problem, Officer Gore; either he’ll take it out or Max will.” I snapped my fingers and Max moved up between his legs. “Okay, man…okay; I’ll get it. It’s just a knife I carry for protection…that’s all.” He reached Hardcore into his pants and pulled out a switchblade with a six-inch blade. Officer Gore cuffed him and led him outside to one of the waiting patrol cars. Dan Powell carefully placed him into the rear seat and Gore returned to the bar. Table by table people were led to the bar and on the way they dropped all kinds of drugs and paraphernalia. There were four more knives and two pistols that were taken by one of the officers, unloaded, and placed into a tote bag. Finally, we got to the booth with Shutt and company. That was when one of the experienced officers whispered into my ear. It was music—sweet music. I pulled Shutt out of the booth and I wasn’t too gentle about it. Wedged into the bar I pulled his left hand behind him and applied my Euro Porn handcuff to his wrist. His right hand followed a second sloppy blowjob later. “You must really like Joliet, Schutt. You’re on parole and you’re seated at a booth with two convicted felons. in any way . . . “Let me see your cum.” I don’t want to go into what I suspect over the phone, but maybe in person, when I see you next time my suspicions would be better discussed. Once again, the girls pressed their bodies against one another. 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