Living Dolls Pt. 04

Living Dolls 04

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The next couple of days I found my rhythm as I wake up, take a shower and ignore my raging erection (new thing), get dressed, head to someplace for food, stop at the convenience store get a couple of scratchers with my drinks and snack, then head to work.

I decided to reply to Melanie Hicks and Alison Grisham letting them know when I was available as I wasn't going to turn down free food or free coffee seeing how both told me it was on their dime.   I wasn't dumb.

I met Melanie at a steakhouse known as Sloanes.   Sloanes, for those unfamiliar, was a decently expensive steak house.   It wasn't overly pricey but pricey enough to where I've only been to it once.... for my prom.

I walked into the restaurant in my best jeans and best collared shirt, that I just bought for work to cover up my faux pas of wearing my previous clothes that were now too tight to where it looked like it was painted on me.   Probably the reason why Melanie and Alison were licking their lips so much when they pulled me over as I didn't leave anything to the imagination that night.

The host smiled at me, "Can I help you, sir?"

I fumbled at my words for a moment before I cleared my throat, "Yes, I believe I have a reservation?"  I chuckled as I rubbed at the back of my head, "I think I'm a little early?"

The host raised his eyebrow at me, "Name?"

I cleared my throat again, "Melanie Hicks, I believe."

The host looked down at his papers telling him about who reserved a table or not for a moment before he looked back up at me with a smile, "Your date is waiting for you at the bar while your table is being prepared."

I nodded, "Great."  I pointed in a direction, "This way to the bar?"

The host smiled as he nodded as I chuckled and walked in the direction of the bar.

I walked into the bar semi expecting a bouncer to be there wanting to see my ID but didn't see any as I waltz into the bar section to lightly look around for Melanie.  

I saw quite a few people there chatting among themselves with one or another.   Most were guys watching the TV as a sporting event was on while there were a couple of couples obviously enjoying each other's company.

I finally found Melanie, or at least I think I did, as I saw a woman about the same height and same hair color but her back was to me so I wasn't sure.

I walked up to the woman hoping I was right as I shakily spoke, "M-melanie?"

The woman turned to face me and I was right as my jaw hit the ground as the out of uniform Melanie was DRASTICALLY different than the in uniform Melanie.

As I stated, Officer Hicks, IN UNIFORM, stood about 5', had brown hair that was tightly pulled into a tight bun, and blue eyes.   That was about as much as I could tell with her uniform and vest with all of her gear.   I assumed she was petite because BELOW the huge vest was a tiny waist with legs.

When I first saw her, and the other time after that, she wore that huge vest with all of her gear it was hard to tell anything about her physique.  

Same went with Alison Grisham.

NOW, out of uniform, as she turned she showed off LONG wavy brown hair that went a little below her back towards her ass.   Her tight black dress showed off her buxom chest as I now understood the reason for the vest... or at least I think I understood the vest.   She had a tight waist that was impossibly thin.

Melanie instantly smiled at me showing off her pearly white teeth and immaculate makeup, "Ah, Reece Knight.   I thought you were going to stand me up."

I refrained from saying something stupid like 'HOLY SHIT! Where were you hiding those things?' or 'Geez, you got tig ole bitties!'

What?   I can't be immature?

Find me a man who ISN'T immature when seeing a girl with as big of assets as she has.

I chuckled, "Why would I do that when you offered a free meal."

Melanie looked at me flatly, "Is that all I'm gonna be for you?   A free meal?"

I chuckled, "Of course not.   You seem like a...."

I realized I was digging a hole so I coughed and spoke, "I meant, I was looking forward to this."  I chuckled, "I'm not used to girls taking the lead like you did."

Melanie squinted at me for a moment before smirking, "Good save."  She turned slightly, "Would you like some wine?"

I held up my hand, "No thanks, I'm driving."

Melanie smiled, "Good answer." She shrugged, "But it's one glass of wine.   You should be fine."

I shook my head, "No thanks."  I smiled, "I want to remember this night not get wasted on wine."  I chuckled, "I'm kind of a light weight."

I refrained from telling her I was 20 and not 21 though I had a few months before I was 21.   Plus if she didn't remember my age then that was on her not me.

Melanie smirked as she shrugged, "Fair enough."  She turned to the bartender, "Can I get a refill and a glass of water for my friend here?"

The bartender nodded as he grabbed a glass and scooped some ice in it before spraying water from the fountain into it before walking off a few paces and returned with a bottle of wine to refill Melanie's glass.

Melanie motioned to me, "Please take a seat while we wait for our table."

I nodded and sat next to her as I grabbed the water to take a sip.

Melanie spoke, "So, REECE, what do you do when you're not hauling ass around the city trying to get to work at Nozama?"

I sighed thinking 'Is she gonna hold that over my head every time I see her?' but smiled, "Mainly I keep to myself."  I chuckled, "A lot of sleeping.   When I'm not doing that I'm lounging around my apartment either gaming or vegging out."

Melanie rose her eyebrow at me as I said something in conjecture of what she thought.

I chuckled, "Let me guess, you assume I hit the gym a lot or something?"

Melanie blushed but nodded.

I sighed as I nodded, "Recent diet helped kick my metabolism into high gear."

Melanie cooed excitedly, "What diet is that?"

I shrugged, "Just your regular run on the mill diet.   Nothing special."

Melanie smiled, "Which one?"

I tried to think fast and remembered all the different fad's that I've read about and decided to pick a little from each as I spoke, "Just low carbs, high proteins, lots of veggies."  I shrugged, "Few protein shakes as meal replacements in the morning.   Creatine gummies.   And small proportions but lots of small meals throughout the day."

Melanie nodded as she was listening, "Tell me your meal regimen for the day so I can get an idea."

I sighed as I continued to lie about my meal day, "Just half a protein shake in the morning with a small cup of fruits."  I shrugged, "Usually I just do a small bowl of cut up bananas and half of a cut up apple and a couple pieces of peach."  I continued, "Then an hour later a small bowl of oatmeal with a pinch of brown sugar and a dollop of maple syrup.   About an hour later a small handful of peanuts or beef jerky or whatever protein you can stomach.   Then for lunch I just do a chicken breast with steamed veggies pre packed.   Then another hour later some celery with peanut butter.   Then a few hours later for dinner I do 8 oz of steak or fish with a small serving of rice and more steamed veggies."

I shrugged, "Each meal isn't exactly big but it's small enough to where my metabolism is kicked into gear."  I chuckled, "Before that I was on the see food diet and ate as much as I wanted."  I shrugged again, "Since I did that I burned off the fat and was suddenly putting on muscle," as I waved at my body, "and viola, a lean muscular body that I didn't know I had."

What I just spewed was pure and utter bullshit but the more I spoke it sounded like I was some health nut or one of those trainers with a strict diet.   Mainly I just pulled from a few behind the scenes diets that actors did to buff up for a role.

Melanie hung on every word, "So just ALL of that and no working out pumped up your body?"

I chuckled, "I do, do a lot of running and lifting in the warehouse."

Melanie nodded, "Ah right.   I forgot about that.   So between your work and your diet you just got your bod into shape without having to really workout?"

I shrugged, "Sure."

Again it was pure bullshit but I wasn't telling the REAL reason or she'd probably throw me into a loony bin or something.

Melanie sighed, "Well nuts.   And here I thought you had some master plan to get into shape."  She looked me up and down, "Guess good genes are what helped you."

I chuckled, "Ok, miss petite with impossible curves."

Melanie looked at me, seeming impressed, "Are you giving me shit?"

I nodded, "Damn right I am."  I blinked semi surprised I was being so confident when I normally would have left that comment alone or would have remained silent until it got uncomfortable.

Melanie looked at me for a LONG moment before she nodded, "Alright then."  She smiled, "So do you have any plans outside of working for the warehouse."

I chuckled as I held up my hand, "Oh, no you don't get to ask another question without answering the same question as before."

Melanie blinked, "What question is that?"

I smiled at her, "What do YOU do outside of being a cop and bust my chops for the ONE time I was breaking the law?"

Melanie smiled, "Fine, when I don't have the uniform on, I like to go to gun range, do kick box yoga, and veg out as well."

I rose my eyebrow, "Kick box yoga?"

Melanie nodded, "Yeah it's a high endurance workout mixed with holding poses like yoga.   It's REALLY intense," she chuckled, "and kicks my ass every time I do it."

I looked her up and down checking out her body, making her blush before I smiled, "Well it's DEFINITELY working."

Melanie sighed, "Yeah well it's not working in the ONE area I need it to work."

I rose my eyebrow as I smirked, "I'm assuming you mean your chest."

Melanie nodded, "Yeah."  She shrugged, "I've thought about getting a reduction due to their size."

I looked at her, "That would be a crime and you should be locked up for thinking that."

Melanie blushed but chuckled, "Well thank you."

Just then we heard someone call out, "Hicks Party of 2.   Your table is ready.   Hicks Part of 2, your table is ready."

Melanie smiled at me, "Guess our table is ready."

I grunted with a smirk, "Appears so."

We both got up and headed back to the front as the host looked at us and Melanie spoke, "Hicks party of 2."

The host smiled and waved his arm, "Please follow me."

We followed the host to a table and laid down two menus before he slightly bowed and walked away back to the front.

We barely sat down when the waitress showed up and spoke, "Hello, my name is Sarah, I will be your server for tonight.   Can I start you off with any drinks or appetizers?"

Melanie spoke, "Wine for me."

I grunted, "Water is good for me."

Sarah, the waitress, nodded as she jotted down the drinks in her notes before she walked off.

I picked up the menu and lightly looked at the menu knowing the steaks were pricey before I looked up at Melanie, "Are you sure you want to pick up the tab here?"

Melanie smiled at me, "Of course I'm sure.   I asked you, meaning I should pay.   My dad instilled that into me early in life."

I tilted my head in thought as I thought 'Well that's good to know' and felt better as I selected the 12oz strip with asparagus.

I set the menu down as I saw Melanie was still looking at the menu as she noticed that I had put the menu down as she mused, "Figure out what you want?"

I nodded, "Yeah I was going to go with the 12oz steak with asparagus, if that's alright with you?"

Melanie shrugged, "Perfectly fine."  She lowered the menu and looked at me with an evil smirk, "Want to share an order of oysters?"

I rose my eyebrow not familiar with the oysters for a moment before it hit me.... she wanted me to eat the oysters so it'll improve my bed performance.... at least that's what most people associate with oysters.

I was told once by a friend as she said the only reason guys eat oysters is to show their girl they'll eat anything including their vag.

Not sure if I agree with her statement nor am I sure IF oysters really do improve the bed performance.

One thing was sure.... she wanted sex with that one little statement.

I shrugged with a smirk, "As long as you're willing to spend the extra money."  I wiggled my eyebrows, "I can always eat you instead if that's what you're getting at."

Melanie smirked more, "I knew it was smart to hit on you."  She closed her menu, "Alright I think I know what I want."

I smirked, "If you see me in bed, that can be arranged later."

Melanie blushed but barked out a laugh, "You wish."

I shrugged, "Your loss."

Melanie smirked more, "Oh really?"

I looked at her still semi impressed with my confidence but I let it go as I spoke, "It may have been a while but I promise you you will beg me to stop eating you so your heart can stop beating so fast."

Melanie blushed more but was smiling, "My my my a man that does cunnilingus freely.   What will I ever do with myself?"

I shrugged, "Probably screaming GOD when I'm done."

Melanie barked out a laugh, "Let's last through dinner and go from there."

I shrugged again, "I'm cool with that."

Sarah, the waitress, came up, "I take it you two are ready to order?"

Melanie smiled, "Yes, we'll take an order of oysters to share.   I'll have the 8 oz filet mignon with the baked potato."  She looked at me for a moment as I smiled at Sarah, "And I'll have the 12 oz strip with asparagus."

Sarah jotted down our orders and picked up the menus as she smiled at us, "Anything else?"

Melanie held up her glass, "Refill please."

I looked down at my glass before I spoke, "And more water would be nice."

Sarah nodded and walked away.

Melanie looked at me with a smile, "So let's get back to my earlier question."

I rose my eyebrow, "Oh?   Which question is that?"

Melanie leaned forward with a smile, "What do you plan on doing after you're done with the warehouse?"

I opened my mouth and was about to answer before we heard a loud exclamation from the bar area as someone exclaimed, "HOLY SHIT!!!"

The exclamation caused us to pause as it made everyone's attention turn to the bar as someone exclaimed, "Turn it up!"

I spoke quizzically, "What's going on?"

Melanie grunted, "I have no idea."

We got up from the table and walked towards the bar like the rest of the patrons were doing as the local news was being displayed on the TV.

Reporter, "This just in the recent lotto worth 1.8 billion winner is confirmed to be a local of our fine city."

The woman reporter continued, "That's right John, someone in our fine city seemed to have beaten the odds and won Mega Million worth 1.8 billion.   We'll go to our field reporter Vanessa.   Vanessa, what can you tell us?"

The screen changed to a woman standing outside a convenience store..... my convenience store.

Vanessa spoke, "That's right John and Penelope, right here at this privately owned Vision Convenience Stores just outside 94th and Main a local won the winning prize of 1.8 billion where the store owner Sal Notorie was notified his station triggered the winning lotto earning him 5.2 million.

We have requested the video to find out who won the lotto but for privacy reasons the owner cannot comply to the request but was told from the owner and the associated employee of the time frame when the ticket was purchased it was purchased by a local that the employee knows but hasn't given out the name for the same reasons that the owner has stated wanting to give the winner his or her privacy.

We have reached out to the lotto commission and have been told that the winner has not turned in their ticket nor has contacted them about their winnings as it is possible the winner does not know that they have the winning ticket as of yet."

John spoke, "So you're saying that someone that has visited this convenience store may not know that they have won?"

Vanessa was holding her ear before she smiled and nodded, "That is right, John.   It is possible that the winner is unaware of their winning ticket and has not turned it in for the big pay day."

Penelope spoke, "Vanessa, do you happen to know what the winner will receive from the 1.8 billion?"

Vanessa held at her ear listening to Penelope's question before she nodded and answered, "Well here in Montana, whoever chose the lump sum will have to pay both federal and state.   After taxes the winner will be keeping roughly a little over $1.2 billion of the $1.8 billion.   If they chose the annuity they will be receiving a little over $60 million a year over the next 30 years before taxes.   After taxes that's still a little over $48 million per year whoever the winner is.   Still a nice chunk of change for whoever the winner is."

John spoke, "Now will we ever learn whoever the winner is once they have learned they have won?"

Vanessa listened again before she shook her head, "No, unfortunately whoever won the lotto part of the State's Laws doesn't have to come forward and can claim the winnings anonymously to avoid being in the spotlight."

John spoke, "Gotcha."

Vanessa laughed, "Whoever the winner is, I hope they enjoy their winnings and use the money wisely.   Other than that, that is all I have.   Returning back to the studio."

The screen switched back to John and Penelope as the chuckled with each other as Penelope asked John, "Can you imagine winning $1.8 billion?"

John chuckled, "No, but if I did I already know what I would do with the money."

Penelope chuckled, "And what is that John?"

John looked at the screen, "Not tell a single soul."  Then he chuckled as he turned to another screen, "In another top story....."

The TV turned down as people started making remarks as I heard slight whispers, "Don't you shop there?"

I looked at Melanie who was thinking the same thing as I quickly spoke, "I didn't buy a ticket."

Melanie frowned but didn't say anything, causing me to look at her, "Did you buy a ticket?"

Melanie quickly chuckled, "Of course not!"  Her chuckle sounded a little forced before I spoke, "Want to get back to dinner?"  I smirked at her, "Or do you need to rush home to find your ticket?"

Melanie blinked wildly, "What?"  She shook her head, "I didn't even buy a ticket?"  She laughed awkwardly before she spoke, "Let's just get back to dinner and our conversation."

I laughed as we headed back to our seats as I sat down, "Sorry, we got distracted.   What was your question again?"

Melanie was obviously distracted, probably about the lotto news, as she blinked as she unceremoniously spoke, "Huh?"  She blinked a few more times before she found her brain again and where it was prior to the news, "Oh right, what are your plans for AFTER the warehouse?"

I chuckled, "You mean, finding a better job?"

Melanie nodded as I blew out my lips before I spoke, "I mean I've always thought about going into banking or something but honestly I suck at numbers and being in a bank just seems boring."

Melanie chuckled, "I can sympathize with that."

I chuckled with her, "I mean honestly I really haven't thought about my next step."  I shrugged, "Who knows maybe an idea will hit me within the next couple of months and get me focused on that."  I smiled at her, "For now, I'm just trying to keep adulting so I'm not living on the streets begging."

Melanie chuckled, "That makes sense."

I waved my hand at her, "What about you?   Have you always wanted to be a cop?"

Melanie smiled that seemed warm as she spoke, "I mean, yes, I've always wanted to help people."  She sipped at her wine, "And most of my family are cops."

I rose my eyebrow, "Most?"

Melanie chuckled, "Two of my brothers are in the military.   The rest are in law enforcement of one flavor or another."

I pursed my lips as I nodded, "Cool cool."

Just then Sarah showed up holding our food as she spoke, "Sorry for the wait.   Had a couple of the cooks who needed a sudden break moments ago."

Melanie eyed her, "Lotto?"

Sarah blushed as she nodded, "Afraid so."

I chuckled, "Take it they didn't win."

Sarah shook her head, "Nope."

I laughed more as Melanie spoke, "Are you laughing because they didn't win?"

I looked at Melanie, "Because that's the first thing EVERYONE started talking about as soon as the news happened."  I pointed at her, "Including you.   The moment they broadcasted the convenience store you IMMEDIATELY thought to yourself 'Did I buy a ticket?' and 'Oh I hope it's me!'"

I started to laugh again as I looked at Sarah who probably thought I had lost my marbles before I smiled at her, "Excuse me, Sarah," I looked at Melanie, "but I find it hilarious."

Sarah walked away seeming perplexed but eventually ignored me as Melanie looked at me, "What's wrong thinking about the lotto like that?"

I smiled at her, "Because you ALL stopped what you were doing and stopped what you were thinking as it all went to that ticket and hoping you have it."

Melanie squinted at me, "Is that because YOU have the ticket?"

I shrugged with a smile, "Fuck if I know."  I looked at her, "Fuck if I care at the moment."

Melanie smiled at me, "So you don't care about money?"

I chuckled, "Oh I care about money, but what does it do to me right now?"

Melanie smiled, "You mean aside from making you a billionaire?"

I looked at her, "I meant at this moment.   We're supposed to be out on a date."  I smiled at her as I point my fork at her, "That YOU hounded me to join you on."

Melanie blinked, "I didn't 'hound' you."

I chuckled, "Ok, overly aggressive with."

Melanie folded her arms as I spoke, "All I mean is the lotto, whoever wins it whether it be you or me or whoever, should not effect our dinner and getting to know each other."  I cut into my steak and smiled at her, "Unless you really don't want me eat an oyster in front of you to show you I can eat anything."

Melanie looked at me for a long moment as if she was judging me on something before she sighed and smiled, "I guess you're right."  She leaned forward and started cutting into her filet mignon.

I passed an oyster to her, "Oyster?"

Melanie smirked, "Oh no, that's all for you playboy.   Like you said you want to show me you can eat anything."  Her smirk turned evil, "Plus I just might take you up on making me scream 'God' tonight."

I chuckled as I shrugged, "Alright."  I lifted an oyster to my mouth and smiled at her, "Hope you have the energy for this?"  As I slurped the oyster out of its shell trying to disguise the taste as it tasted of ass and was super slimy that almost triggered my gag reflex... if only barely.

I watched as Melanie watching me intently as I ate the oyster then used my steak as a chaser to mask the taste of the slimy thing sliding down my throat before she chuckled and went to eating.

I last a bite or two more before Melanie hit me with her next question, "So how long have you been working at that warehouse?"

I shrugged, "A little over two years."

I looked at her, "How long you been a cop?"

Melanie smirked, "About four."

I nodded as I grunted, "Cool, cool."

The rest of the dinner went like that.   Melanie would ask me questions as I answered them before asking her the same.

Do I like movies?   Duh.

Does she like movies?   She actually answered if its action, big animation, or sci-fi she'll watch it in theaters when the opportunity comes around.   If it's romcom, comedy, or drama she can wait until streaming.

Impressed me.

Tattoos?   Nope.

Her... yes.   Then she talked about her thigh having a floral waterfall on her right thigh.   She says she wants more just to be unsure what she wants but at the same time is refraining from getting too many tattoos otherwise it'll limit her roles in the police force.

Piercings?   Nope.

Her... just her ears.... and her nipples.

I blinked when she admitted to having her nipples pierced but claimed it was during her wild phase barely out of high school.

Music?   I'm kind of eclectic.   I'll listen to just about anything as long as it has a good beat and matches my mood at that moment.

Her?   Loves rock.   Hates certain artists.

Books?   Don't read enough to be considered a bookie.

Her?   Loves certain types and authors.   She actually blushed and wouldn't tell which types of books she likes to read which I'm assuming it was embarrassing.   Probably smut books or something.

Eventually the food was gone and we were still lightly chatting about nonsense as we talked.... that is until the bill came.

Melanie looked at the bill as she sighed, "Well I guess this is the end of the night."

I blinked, "I thought we were going back to someone's place."

Melanie chuckled, "As much as I want to fuck your brains out I have to stick to my rule."

I smirked at her, "And what rule is that?"

Melanie opened her purse and fished out her debit card as she spoke, "I don't fuck until the fifth date," as she set her card down smiling at me.

I smirked, "Shame it wasn't a smaller number."

Melanie rose here eyebrow with a smirk, "Why?"

I tilted my head side to side as I spoke, "Well.... let's say your number is three.   Then we could consider the first time is when you pulled me over.   And the second time is when I bumped into you at the convenience store.   Making this the third time."

Melanie smiled, "Cute.   But THIS," she waved at us, "isn't our third DATE.   Nor is it the FIFTH.   It's the FIRST DATE."

Sarah brought the check back with Melanie's card causing me to blink and wonder 'When did she pick up the check?' but I ignored it as Melanie signed the check and put the card back in her purse.

She smiled at me, "So tonight I guess you'll have to go home and wank yourself."

I frowned, "And you made me eat all those oysters."

Melanie chuckled, "Just wanted to see if you were tempted."

I smirked at her, "In that dress who would deny you?"

Melanie smiled broadly as she blushed, "Well thank you."

She rounded the table and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek, "I had a great time.   Let's do this again sometime."

I watched as she walked away as I frowned and muttered, "Tease."