The Present 6

The door knob made Gino doubt his ability, there was never a lock of this type which could stop him from unlocking it.

"Sweet Pie~," she called alluringly from behind him.

"mmm..."

Seeing his lack of attention towards her, she called him again, "Sweety Pie~~" and tapped the back of his shoulder.

"WHat?," He snapped and turned behind, only to be astonished by what stood behind him. "Woaw!"

"How do I look now?," she asked him again in a sultry voice. Gino's heart genuinely skipped a beat as he looked at her, and he forgot all about unlocking the door. She pressed forward her bust closer to his face, her pleasant body wash smell tingled his nose, and thus the woman was successful in capturing his attention.

"Hmm... G..Good," He stammered, trying not to be swayed by her little seduction, he turned his eyes everywhere around her, everywhere except her.

"Just good?," she squatted getting closer to him, their head levels aligned face to face.

"umm... good and acceptable.," he remarked, stealing glances at her exposed bust. The woman who squatted along with Gino wore the same clothes as before, but just one piece of her clothing was missing; her full sleeved shirt. Now she wore his denim on top of just a white bra, exposing most of her voluptuous cleavage.

"Really?, That's it?," she retorted and pushed her bust closer towards him. His reaction clearly told her what she needed to know ,"I think my little sweet-pie is trying to tell something your lips can't."

At first Gino thought that he was the one who was being referred to as 'My little sweet-pie', but he realized that he was wrong when she kept on staring at his groin with a suggestive smile.

"Oh,no... This is just a...," embarrassed, he turned back and stood facing the door hiding his groin using his hands.

"AHahahaha," she dropped back laughing, her boobs swaying wildly almost about to expose her right nipple. "It took you long enough to realize, my little swee... aHAhaha." She continued laughing until she coughed.

"That enough, stop teasing me, and open this door.," He yelled at her with a mix of embarrassment and anger, still standing in the same way, hiding his hard on.

"Sorry, Sorry, I promise this is the last," she brushed her jeans and bra after standing behind him.

She slapped his ass.,"How long you gonna stay that way, now turn this side."

"Wear your shirt and gimme back my denim"

Instead of doing what Gino said, she had something else on her mind. She crept close and hugged him from behind, her boobs pressing against his back, her arms clutching his chest and her face rested on his right shoulder. Her right hand slithered to reach for the bulge which Gino hid with his hands.,"Don't you think we could be doing something else?"

"Wh...What are you doing? leave me.," he ordered her even though he knew she wouldn't listen to him. He grabbed a hold of her hands and released himself from her grip.,"Stop doing this, it ain't funny now."

"I wasn't teasing this time though," she said with her index finger on her chin, looking cute even in a sexy top.

Gino went to the other side of the room and picked her shirt which lay on the ground,

"This is a one-way mirror right?"

"Correct"

"And this is a sound-proof room." He dusted her shirt.

"Correct, again"

"and you are a Pertvert Captain."

"Boo.booboo. Wrong."

"I can totally imagine you pleasuring youself naked right on that table." He joked.

"Using a picture of yours? Yup, you are correct again."

Gino stopped. He looked at her smiley face which doesn't help much in reading her mind. "Why do I even bother." He said to himself.

"Shall I tell you something else, you don't know?"

"What?"

"That door you were trying to open, it's actually electronic. The knob is just a dummy for dummies who actually thought they could open the door with a paper clip...pffft ahahhaahaa". She continued laughing again.

Gino didn't say a word because he already made a fool of himself, now saying anything more will just make it worse.

"here, now change." He handed her the blue tinted shirt after she regained a bit of her composure.

"Just one more thing."

"What?"

The woman slipped out a smirk, and before Gino noticed it, she placed her left arm around him and her right hand went straight into her pocket to take out her phone. With a single pull, a confused Gino's lips landed on her cheek "Give momma a morning kiss... Cheeese!!!"

*kachak*

"Mmm..mm..."

"One more" she turned her face and pressed her lips tightly against his.

*kachak"

"YAy!!!" She released him and jumped around in joy, looking at the selfies she just took., "Aww~~ So cutee~~"

"No can do," Gino gasped, holding on to his knees., "This woman is trouble."

"Here we go" the woman said as she fastened the last button of her shirt., "Now, Happy?".

"Good.," Gino replied, sitting on the Captain's table.

"Now, give me my first case."

"So you are doing it?," She asked eagerly with glimmering eyes.

"I will try."

"Yay!!!" She jumped on him again, but Gino swiftly made way for her to land on the table. Even though her voluptuous chest acted as air bags, she was upset after she crashed on the table.

Gino held a folder with his fingers, it was the only folder on the table, so he thought it was meant for him., "Is this for me?," he asked to be reassured.

"Yeess," she replied sulkily, still with her chest down on the table.

It was a yellow folder with a confidential stamp on the front. Gino gulped just by looking at it. He could feel the intense aura being emitted from the folder. Without wasting any more time, he opened it with tightly shut eyes.

The woman sat back in her chair and waited for Gino to open his eyes. Gino stood in the middle of the room with an open folder but closed eyes.

*peek* He slightly opened his eyes to look at the criminal's portrait which was one meter away from his eyes. Gradually he brought the report closer to his eyes until his breath warmed the paper. His eyes were wide open, his breathing ragged and he kept on reading the description and gave glances towards the portrait in between.

"Impossible," his voice echoed inside the folder.

"No, It is very much possible," she assured him.

"You are IMPOSSIBLEEE!," he yelled and threw the file towards her. The woman calmly caught the folder between her index and middle fingers and opened it on the table.

The front page of the folder had a picture of a gray short-hair cat's face with a red eye on its forehead.

And so the 1st case begins.