Recently promoted young, 25 year old Police Commissioner James Abbott stood in the shadows of the still under construction Sunset Towers development. While bustling with activity during the day, the skeleton of steel beams and glass were fully abandoned at night. Plus, it was far enough away from the more densely populated sections of the city to attract any attention at this time of day. Thus, it had become the rendezvous point for his meeting with Lady Wasp. In an ironic twist, she had become a bit of a thorn in his side. Sure, it was great to see crime fall in the city. Just not at the expense of the reputations of his police force, especially his own. How could one woman accomplish what dozens of men could not?
Yet, that’s what many people didn’t understand. It was a complicated web, one where law enforcement was entangled with the very people they were in charge of trying to stop. The Mob paid off his men to look the other way, while his cops were allowed to make stings on the criminal operations to avoid losing all credibility. It was a harsh reality that James likened to finding out that there was no Santa Claus as a child. However, now he was too deep in the conspiracy to either do business differently or get out completely. With the arrival of Lady Wasp, the dynamics had begun to change. Now, the corrupt underbelly of the police force was at risk, and especially his own job, not to mention being out behind bars himself. While James always covered his tracks well and was fairly certain she hadn’t yet discovered his secret, he had called this meeting with the hidden purpose of starting the process of taking her down.
While he would congratulate her accomplishments and seek out ways to better cooperate with the police force, it was all a ruse to first crack her secret identity, and then her ultimate demise. After giving it some thought, the corrupt commissioner realized that there were more fun ways to bring about her defeat. It hadn’t taken much for him to make this realization- just the sight of the skin tight black and yellow suit that could barely contain her full breasts, and the way the pattern drew a V from her sides that ended right between her legs. It was practically an invitation to her pussy. He couldn’t wait to find out if she had a tight one, not that it would be after he was done with her. There was a reason his nickname was the Python.
He suppressed a grin as he waited for her arrival where he would give her the assignment that was actually a trap for the Lady Wasp…
(OOC: James’s model attached)
Yet, that’s what many people didn’t understand. It was a complicated web, one where law enforcement was entangled with the very people they were in charge of trying to stop. The Mob paid off his men to look the other way, while his cops were allowed to make stings on the criminal operations to avoid losing all credibility. It was a harsh reality that James likened to finding out that there was no Santa Claus as a child. However, now he was too deep in the conspiracy to either do business differently or get out completely. With the arrival of Lady Wasp, the dynamics had begun to change. Now, the corrupt underbelly of the police force was at risk, and especially his own job, not to mention being out behind bars himself. While James always covered his tracks well and was fairly certain she hadn’t yet discovered his secret, he had called this meeting with the hidden purpose of starting the process of taking her down.
While he would congratulate her accomplishments and seek out ways to better cooperate with the police force, it was all a ruse to first crack her secret identity, and then her ultimate demise. After giving it some thought, the corrupt commissioner realized that there were more fun ways to bring about her defeat. It hadn’t taken much for him to make this realization- just the sight of the skin tight black and yellow suit that could barely contain her full breasts, and the way the pattern drew a V from her sides that ended right between her legs. It was practically an invitation to her pussy. He couldn’t wait to find out if she had a tight one, not that it would be after he was done with her. There was a reason his nickname was the Python.
He suppressed a grin as he waited for her arrival where he would give her the assignment that was actually a trap for the Lady Wasp…
(OOC: James’s model attached)
