For years the Federal Bureau of Ingestion has monitored predators and prey.
Thanks to agents like Maria Ronson, hungry criminals are apprehended and the innocent saved.
But the darkness never goes away.
“It ain’t easy. Truth is, it gets harder every day…now get over here.”
Maria rolled her eyes at their shocked expression.
“You expecting Mulder or Scully? This is real life, moron. Agents look like this now. Get over it.”
Her gaze lingered on their slack jaw.
“And shut your mouth or I’ll shove my tongue down your throat. Now, tell me everything.”
“Uh, did I stutter? And I ain’t talking about some padded room in the psych ward. I’m talking about a warm, moist prison with a guaranteed release date. It’s the only way to rehabilitate delicious looking scum like you.”
“Yeah I’m not a cop. How many times do I have to tell you?”
Maria was getting worse at lying. Especially when she found out students didn’t smoke much anymore.
“I thought this was what the cool girls do. Come on, are you serious? Bunch of prudes…churning you would be a mercy.”
Another undercover assignment, another embarrassment for Maria.
“No, haha, I’m just a cool down to earth Uni student like you guys! Haha!”
She felt the uniform hug tightly against her flesh. She winced and blushed.
“Yo, what’s for lunch fellow study pals? Ha…haha!”
“You can’t say no to a federal agent, get in the goddamn bed. And I swear to go if you didn’t order takeout from the nice place you’ll never leave this apartment in one piece.”
Another undercover assignment, another embarrassment for Maria.
“No, haha, I’m just a cool down to earth Uni student like you guys! Haha!”
She felt the uniform hug tightly against her flesh. She winced and blushed.
“Yo, what’s for lunch fellow study pals? Ha…haha!”
“Every time I make a good arrest and the damn lawyers find some bullshit. Yeah, I’m talking about you. Technically you’re free to go. If you know what’s good for you, shut up and follow me. I got a softer cell to keep you in…”
“You’re detained right now, got it?”
Maria made sure to get her fingers impossibly tangled in her suspect’s hair.
“This is a restraint position. It ain’t supposed to be comfortable. Stop whining.”
She didn’t mean that last part. The moaning was what made the arrest complete.
“Uh huh…yeah…”
Maria loved the tip lines.
“I’ll be there, don’t worry. Just come alone.”
It was like ordering take out. Witnesses who wanted to be anonymous. No paper trail.
“I’ll see you there.”
Over the phone they couldn’t hear the growling of her gut.
“Ok…uh…what the fuck?”
Maria panicked.
“You’re supposed to be the victim here! I’m the big bad agent and you’re the trembling-“
She squealed.
“You’re doing it wrong! Let me be on top!”
Maria had perfected her smug grin, and utilised it whenever she heard the wonderful phrase ‘you can’t do this’.
“Suspects love to say that.”
She tightened the handcuffs, enjoying the wince.
“I’m pretty sure I can do whatever I want. That’s what the badge is for, scumbag.”
“Warrant this, rights that, gimme a lawyer…what does all that mean anyway? The thing of it is, you’re ending up in my gut one way or another. Why waste the time on paperwork and shit? Let’s just get to the fun part, alright? Save us both the hassle.”
“It sucks, I thought being an agent would be action and suspense like in the movies. They’ve had me on the phone calling ‘witnesses’ to gather ‘evidence’ for days. What a joke. There’s barely time for a quick snack…”
“Cops get time off, you know?”
Maria had still being arresting so called suspects. None of them ended up in a holding cell. Returning to the agency, her body seemed flush and rejuvenated.
“Holidays look good on me, what can I say?”
“Ugh…goddamn hangover.”
Maria had started her weekend early, somewhere around the midweek. There was only so long she could pass off the debauchery as ‘undercover work’.
“Need another arrest…maybe some cutie with a big rack…yeah, that’ll be perfect.”
Simple pleasures.
“It’s called advanced interrogation, alright? Or enhanced interrogation. Anyway, it ain’t torture.”
Slowly slipping her shift from her shoulders, Maria was engaging in torture.
“Come on man, just tell me about the goddamn dealer. I’m running out of clothes here.”
Maria always made sure the interview room camera was off before she started.
“Listen, bud, one of two things is gonna happen here. Either you can gently taste me, or I can taste you. And I won’t be gentle.”
“Look man, I don’t know where you heard that. I don’t take bribes. It ain’t right, it ain’t ethical, and most of all it ain’t worth it.”
Maria sniffed, as if disgusted by the idea.
“Now letting me fuck and eat you, that I can do. It ain’t a bribe. It’s like a gift, you know?”
“Alright we have the profile of the suspect right here. Apparently we’re looking for a female likely buxom and athletic. Apparently they’ll be a public servant, maybe in law enforcement with a ravenous hunger for…”
Maria paused.
“You know what? Let’s just ignore the profile…”