It was well after midnight and the town square deserted by the time Susan dropped them off. The last stragglers from the bar had long since staggered home, leaving an eerie silence in the dead of night. The first thing on the agenda was to ascertain how many guards were in the station. They approached stealthily, keeping to the shadows. An alleyway between the bakery and police station led them to a window that overlooked the cells.

Sidney sifted through the thoughts that bombarded her as she opened her mind, dismissing the random unorganized dreams of the sleeping as captives and pairing off others with those she could see were awake. It was awkward and twice she had to start over before coming to the conclusion that there were two guards out front, as Susan had predicted.

Do you feel any animals close by? she broadcast to Dainton.

He shook his head.

Good, this is what I suggest we do, she sent to Emily as well. One of us will distract the two guards in the front office while a second keeps watch outside, the third will slip in through the toilet window that's cracked open and unlock the cells with the keys that are conveniently hanging by the door. They nodded to show their understanding.

"Who does what?" Emily mouthed silently.

Emily, do you think you can distract them? she asked, and seeing an idea begin to take form in the woman's mind, she continued, Dainton you're taking watch because I don't think you'll fit through the window and you'll sense danger before you'll see it. Are we ready? They nodded. Susan will stop briefly at the other end of the square making the air brakes of the bus hiss twice in signal that she's in position. Now we wait.

Dainton blended into the shadows near the entrance of the alleyway, scanning the square for movement. He waited for the signal while keeping his senses tuned for danger. After around twenty minutes, he spotted the lights of an approaching vehicle and waved Emily forward. Air brakes hissed twice.

Stay alert everyone and don't worry about what I'm doing, I'll see and hear everything that you can, so I'll know when to move.

Emily stepped confidently from the shelter of the alley and walked to the main door of the station. Without hesitation, she pushed it open then strode with purpose to the desk and pressed the bell that sat on top. "Hello!" she called, banging on the counter top when no one immediately appeared. "Can I get some help please?"

A slender middle-aged man in a tidy uniform stuck his head around the door from the room Susan had indicated was the lounge area. He looked her up and down before calling, "Mine," over his shoulder and hastily closed the door. "Yes Miss, how can I help you?" he asked, pleasantly.

Sighing over-dramatically, she used a little of the sexual influence she possessed. "Mmm, I just love a man in uniform."

His gaze travelled down to her cleavage as she leant forward to brace her hands on the desk. A second male head peered around the door, spied her, then eagerly joined his comrade at the desk for a better view.

"So what can we do for you?"

"I wish to make a complaint." She pouted, slurring her words slightly. "A very rude man made suggestive remarks to me in the car park then drove off through a puddle and soaked my stockings." She pulled her dress up several inches to expose her thigh and the top of the stocking. "Right up to here." Both men leered over the desk for a better look, but managed to school their features when they rose to meet her eye again.

"What would you have us do, he's probably long gone by now?" the slimmer one asked.

"I have his registration number," she replied, slinging her bag off her shoulder to rummage around in it.

Pulling the contents out, she laid them on the desk to have a clearer look and, accidentally on purpose, nudged her lipstick so it rolled off the desk and across the floor. With a tut, she bent to retrieve it and wiggled her ass in their faces. She heard one of them groan then clear his throat.

Sidney monitored the situation through Emily's eyes and the moment the second guard joined the pretty blonde vamp out front, she reached overhead and yanked the toilet window open. Getting up to the opening was an easy jump, squeezing through the small window was a bit more of a challenge. Once she was half way in, she realized she had nothing to brace her hands on to pull herself the rest of the way. The tiled walls were wider apart than her arm span and the toilet bowl was too far directly beneath her.

She wiggled and wriggled until her hips finally cleared the tiny gap causing her to drop head first toward to the lime scale-stained bowl, barely managing to catch the rim and flip onto her feet at the last second. She headed straight for the sink and ran the tap at a trickle.

"Gross," she muttered as she rinsed the slime off.

At the end of a narrow corridor leading to the cells, the door creaked as she eased it open. Several of the sleeping minds came awake. She dismissed all but one. His first thought on seeing her was to sound the alarm. A mere millimetre separated his hand from the button by the time she reached him to slap it away. His hand moved to his side for the silver pole that hung there, only to find it gone.

The tip of the pole lit neon blue and crackled as it touched the guard. He fell to the ground, his body trembling until the pole was removed; the small man holding it sniggered.

"Hi, I'm Sidney and I'd like to get you out of here. Your co-operation would be appreciated." She introduced herself to the room. "When I open the cells please line up against the wall. For pity's sake don't make a sound. Any questions raise your hand." She scanned the cells "Are we understood?" Everyone nodded their agreement and lined up against the wall as soon as their cell doors opened.

*****

Emily giggled and feigned a drunken stumble. "Oops, help me up?" She giggled, rolling over to sit up, holding out her hands for assistance. She upped the potency of the sex appeal.

They eagerly rushed to her aide, the broader one kneeling on the floor at her feet. "You shouldn't move yet. We need to check that you haven't injured yourself," he said, giving his colleague a wink.

"Yeah, we can't have you suing us for negligence, you know?" Slim agreed.

Emily fluttered her eyelashes at them, "Oh okay. My ankle does feel a little tender," she offered.

Both men took a foot each and started groping their way slowly up her legs, sliding their hands up then down repeatedly in eager caress.

Sidney's voice echoed in her mind. Anyway you could get those two leeches out of the way of the front door so we can get out of here?

"Guys," Emily cooed. "Do you really think full view of the windows is the place to be doing that?" She smiled, arching a single eyebrow in question. "And the floor is a little hard and cold."

They looked at one another, Slim taking control of the situation. "Maybe you should rest your ankle somewhere a little more comfortable and perhaps a sweet cup of tea for the shock?"

"I'll carry you through to the back room if you like," the second offered.

"Oh Officer..." she looked at his name badge, "Steve, my hero."

"Paul, mate, get the door?" Steve instructed as he slipped one of his arms under Emily's legs and the other around her back.

The door swung closed behind them. "How about a little music? Something with a good, strong beat." she suggested, pointing at a small stereo system under the TV.

"No problem." Paul moved away to examine the limited collection, then slid a disc into the slot. A moment later, something closely resembling Pitbull's Rain over me started playing.

She wiggled in Steve's arms. "Put me down."

As soon as her feet touched the floor, she started dancing, pumping her hips in time to the beat. She drew Steve closer and shimmied against him, sliding down his leg and lightly brushing his ass with her palm as she rose. Spinning away from him, she laughed and sidled up to Paul, presenting her back to him. He grabbed her waist and joined her rhythmic pumping, gyrating his hips against hers at the same time.

*****

Sidney turned to address the room. "Okay everyone, in a moment we're going to walk quickly and quietly out of here in single file, right through the front door. There's a bus waiting at the other end of the square. That's our ride outta here."

Opening the door, she peeped out to find the reception clear. The cells emptied in no time; the inmates followed Sidney out the door like a gaggle of baby ducklings. Dainton greeted them beyond the front doors and ran with them to the waiting bus, leaving Sidney at the station.

Sidney's amusement was evident even in her silent voice as she once again focused on Emily's antics. It seems such a shame to spoil your fun, but if you wish to join us we need to leave now.

I hadn't thought that far ahead, Emily admitted in her own thoughts. "How am I going to get out of here without them following me?"

The door burst open and Sidney appeared almost from nowhere. "Sleep," she commanded the two men and they instantly dropped to the floor.

"Quickly, help me take off their trousers," she instructed Emily. "I'll give them the memory of a fantastic night with a human woman."

Within a minute, the two officers were positioned, half-naked on the sofa. One leant on the other, both had satisfied smiles on their faces. Sidney and Emily ran from the station to jump aboard the bus that was already in motion.