Diana Prince Working undercover with the police department ,finished writing out
the ticket to the car parked on the yellow lines, and placed it under its wiper.
As the sun began to set. The city was busy with traffic and pedestrians, plenty of
troublemakers coming out for Diana to bust. Lowlife, she thought to herself. Bunch
of perverts and whores, but, those were the types of people that she had to work
with to keep her cover.
She was begining to love the job. It brought her plenty of satisfaction to haul off
another low-life thief or whore to jail .
Diana got back in her patrol car and opened up the sandwich and began her
dinner. After she finished her sandwich, she opened up her water bottle, took a
quick sip, and started the car.The sun was going down and the streetwalkers would
be coming out right about now. Diana pulled up next to a curb and turned the engine
She sipped her drink while she kept her eyes peeled for some potential hookers.
She had been asked by Steve Trevor to do some undercover work posing as a
prostitute, but she wasn't about to strut around town dressed like some cheep slut
but had said yes to going under cover as a police officer
She reached for the key to start the engine, but she slowly took her hand back.She
There were no hookers working on the street, but maybe she could use that to her
advantage. Spotting a clothing store, across the street, she got out of the police
car and She walked over to the store.
looking at the outfits hung on the racks, they didn't really seem all that
trashy . In fact, some of them were down right fashionable!The tight red leather miniskirt,really caught her eye, as did the red sequined tube-top. Grabbing a pair of large hooped earrings and a scarlet lipstick , she went into a fitting room and took her uniform
off. She tossed it in the corner and put the skirt and tube-top on. Admiring herself in the mirror,The reflection was of a prostitute, she decided she looked damn sexy She looked like she was made for the streets! "You're gonna get tons of offers tonight,
honey!"she said to her reflection. She blew a kiss at the mirror pleased at her make-up and the new large earrings she wore. and strutted out.She picked up a pair of thigh length red boots then paid for the outfit and walked out back into the night air.
She could hear the click of a woman’s high heels on the pavement, a sound she had
heard hundreds of times while working the streets.She walked casually the length of
the street uncertain where she was going. She turned an She looked around for any
possible customers. "Where's all the cock?" she asked herself.
She glanced down the street. spotting a car, parked next to a curb across the
street. It looked kind of familiar, but she didn't dwell on it for long."A girl's
gotta make a living," she told herself.
A car came slowly up to the kerb in front of her, she started stepping towards it
She grinned to herself and bent over, peering in the window A man looked back at
her, "You working, honey?""You a cop?" she asked. The man shook his head.
Diana looked around the street one more time, then opened the passenger door and
climbed in.The man was old and balding. Just another guy who can't get laid, she
thought to herself. But, these were the type guys that kept food on her table.
"You got the money?" she asked. The man produced a ten dollar bill and handed it
to her.She looked at the man with disbelieving eyes. "This all you got?" The man
nodded and she shrugged her shoulders.
"Whatever," she said, stuffing the small bill in her bra. She then leaned over,
unzipped the stranger's pants, pulled out his dick and shoved it between
her scarlet hungry lips.