Epilogue

"Heh heh heh, so you did steal my panties after all." "Oh my God, I can’t believe you had them in your pocket the whole time. I’m so stupid, I forgot to check!" "I never thought you would be the one to steal those panties. They even have a stain from when I was masturbating while thinking about a special someone." "N-nevermind." "But because you confessed I won’t do anything because of my own abuse of power." "So anyway, I’ve got to put this uniform away fast. I’ll be in big trouble if anyone finds out I used a private investigation room. Especially if they found out it was for sex." "All right, there we go." "Oh yes, I’ll take your handcuffs off. Do your wrists hurt? They look OK, that’s good." "Well, you’ve learned your lesson. No more stealing underwear from policewomen, OK?" "Because next time I really will arrest you and turn you in." "This time you’ll have the benefit of the doubt. Hmm? Why did I do this?" "Do you really need to ask when you were obviously staring at me while I worked day after day?" "It’s because, I g-gues you could say you… you stole my heart." "That’s right. Because of you I masturbated and the panties… Well nevermind that now!" "Oh, that’s right." "Next time don’t steal my underwear. Just talk to me, OK?" "What will happen if we talk?" "Well, in that case…" "Yet another strict and sexy interrogation." "Heehee, you want that don't you? Then look forward to next time." "Heeheehee."