Unidentified voice: "It's too late to try fighting us off, Julie. You should have thought first before opening your door to a guy who happens to be wearing a courier's uniform. Especially when you've heard so many stories about how smart the Geek is. That's what you've been calling me, isn't it? I'm kind of flattered."

Sergeant Grafton: "Stay away from me, you asshole!"

Unidentified voice: "I don't have to come any closer than I already am. You're well within range. All I need to do is to aim and push the button -- like so. Happy dreams and we'll be waiting for you when you wake up, Sergeant."

Sergeant Grafton: "No!"

Unidentified voice: "You can come in now, Mr nobody. But be careful what you say, I'm sure she turned her wire on as soon as she realized who I was."

Unidentified voice (2) : "OK. Were you standing way back here when you used the can on her? The gas would have been well diluted with air by the time it hit her."

Unidentified voice: "It doesn't matter, she's down and out. Anyway, I don't want this one fully under -- I want her to be switched on enough to know what's happening to her."

Unidentified voice (2): "Fine by me. Got the camera ready?"

Unidentified voice: Sure; let's see how she is. Hey, Julie, how are you feeling? Nice and relaxed now?"

Sergeant Grafton: "Hmmm -- I suppose so. I'm not sure."

Unidentified voice: "Don't worry, you'll be fine. Listen, we're going to help you up and then put you somewhere comfortable. Come on, oops-a-daisy."

Unidentified voice (2): "I can't believe she's a cop. What a little honey!"

Unidentified voice: "You're saying better things about her than she does about you. She calls you monkey face."

Unidentified voice (2): "I don't care what she's been calling me, she's going to start making up for it from here on in."

Sergeant Grafton: "What are you doing? No, you mustn't do that!"

Unidentified voice: "Relax, Julie, we're just uncovering these nice plump tits of yours so we can admire them."

Unidentified voice (2): "You're right, she's not as far out as the others were. She can't really fight it but she knows enough to be ashamed of herself. That's great!"

Unidentified voice: "Yeah, it's been a useful experiment. OK, Julie, now I'll tell you what's going to happen. Last week you went and had a long talk with a mutual acquaintance of ours, a certain Ms Robin O'Monahan. You also showed a lot of interest in the pictures we took of her getting banged up. So, since we're moving abroad, we thought we'd pay you a parting visit and take some photos of you getting fucked in the same way. Great idea, hey?"

Sergeant Grafton: "No, I'm a police officer, you mustn't!"

Unidentified voice: "OK, Sergeant, let's take a look at the first one off the pile here. My buddy is now going to step up close and let you give his cock a nice big kiss, just the way that Ms O'Monahan did. Are you ready for that?"

Sergeant Grafton: "You'll go to jail, both of you."

Unidentified voice (2): "Listen, bitch, if you don't rub your lips against my cherry buster right now I'm going to smack you in the face with this saucepan."

Unidentified voice: "That's a pretty crude way of dealing with her, good buddy."

Unidentified voice (2): "Is it working though?"

Unidentified voice: "Oh yeah, it seems to be working fine, I admit that. But the gas will soon drive her wild anyway."

Unidentified voice (2): "OK, in the meantime I'll keep the saucepan within reach to make sure she stays on the boil."

Sergeant Grafton: "No pictures . . . please."

Unidentified voice: "You sound like Julia Roberts being pestered by paparazzi in a night club, Sergeant. The problem is that you're not famous -- yet. Anyway, you're too late, it's already be taken. Now, are you ready for the next snap of Robin? It's a good one."

Sergeant Grafton: "I'm begging you, let me go."

Unidentified voice: "Don't be silly, sergeant, nobody is going to turn you loose when we're just getting to know each other. Now, this is the next pose I want, OK?"

Sergeant Grafton: "I'll do anything you want, but please don't use the camera again."

Unidentified voice (2): "Shall I hit her?"

Unidentified voice: "It seems like it's your choice, sergeant. It's either sucky-sucky in front of the clicky-clicky, or smacky-smacky. You've got two seconds to decide which, but I think you should bear in mind that you won't look nearly so good with a broken nose . . .hmmm, smart move."

Unidentified voice (2): "Aaaah, that's good. That's what I came here for. Looks like we finally got the law on our side."

Unidentified voice: "Sure. That's right. OK, Julie, lots and lots of good suction down there, let's see those cheeks nicely puckered in, and keep rolling those eyes. We wouldn't want you to look any less horny than the other girls in our souvenir scrap book, would we?"

Unidentified voice (2): "Look at the tits on her. Christ, I'd pay good money to screw her in her police uniform."

Unidentified voice: "Maybe later on. Unless you want to stop now while she gets changed?"

Unidentified voice (2): "Hell, no, later on will do fine. I'm enjoying this too much to want to stop now!"

Unidentified voice: "Take your hand away from her head and we'll see if she's got enough sense to keep going."

Unidentified voice (2): "No problems at all, good buddy, she's cruising on automatic now. She'll swallow every cock that comes her way until somebody tells her to stop."

Unidentified voice: "Yeah, I think poor little Julie was fucked in the head before you even started in on her. I think she's been investigating too many sex crimes lately. A woman keeps thinking about sex that way all the time, and sooner or later she's going to need a couple of hard working guys to straighten her out again."

Unidentified voice (2): "Could be you're right. Say though, she's working so hard herself I may just grab a handful of tit to show my appreciation."

Unidentified voice: "Why not? After all, this is one of the city's finest we're handling here."

Unidentified voices: (Laughter)

Unidentified voice: Yeah, I meant to mention that to you, Julie. About your investigation and all. To tell the truth, we've come around to say goodbye. Our partnership has accepted a very lucrative offer for the interesting chemical mix we've created and now we've decided to leave for foreign climes before every kid on every street has a can of pussy pushover in his pocket. But before we get into that kind of boring social chat stuff, my friend here is going to get his rocks off with you. You think you could manage this pose for us?"

Unidentified noise

Unidentified voice : "Don't try to talk with your mouth full, Julie, it's not polite. Anyway, we'll take that as an affirmative. But you don't have to put your tongue out if you don't want to, we wouldn't want to make you look silly, not with being a cop and all."

Unidentified voice (2): "Open those legs, you bitch, shake those tits for us, put it all on offer."

Unidentified voice (2): "Ah, that feels great. Make sure you get a good shot of this, I want to gloat over it when I'm stretched out on the sand watching a bunch of nude chicks playing beach volleyball. Listen though, bitch, don't forget to come down and see us anytime you feel like crawling on the floor in front of a multi-millionaire and sucking him off. I'm generous with my time that way, even for dumb cops."

Unidentified voice: "Yes, Julie, the factory making our gas is going to be somewhere in South America and that's where we're relocating to. Now, this is this next little intimate pose we want from you. And remember that all your police colleges are going to get copies of these shots, so stretch those cunt lips all the way for them to see, OK?"

Sergeant Grafton: "Please, please, don't send them any pictures, please. I'll make sure the investigation goes nowhere, I promise."

Unidentified voice (2): "Shut up and start humping, you boring old whore!"

Unidentified voice: "Nice shot there, Sergeant. You thought you could trace us through our suppliers of lab monkeys, didn't you? Bad news I'm afraid. We got our animals from a source you'll never discover and we got rid of all of them in a way you'll never know about. But we kept one of the biggest cages in case we might need it again. Maybe we should take you with us and keep you inside it for a while. You said you were going to rattle my buddy's cage but I think he'd enjoy rattling yours instead."

Sergeant Grafton: "Yes, yes, if you want -- if nobody else sees the pictures! Oh, God, yes, yes!"

Unidentified voice:"I think you're starting to strike oil there, good buddy. Anyway it sure seems like she's turning into a regular wild cat. OK, Sergeant Grafton, here's the next thing we want to see you do for your mug shots. Give that clit of yours a good touchup and think about what we can do with you. Just one more spray of gas and you'll do absolutely everything we tell you too, anything at all. That's a great temptation, even for clean living gentlemen like us."

Sergeant Grafton: "Oh God, fuck me then!"

Unidentified voice (2): "No need to ask him, slut, I'm doing the chore anyway."

Unidentified voice: "Like they say, the only way to deal with temptation is to yield to it. We'll think about a special treat for you, Julie. In the meantime, let's see what other pictures we've got here . . . Oh, nothing difficult here, only a couple of pics of Robin smiling at the camera on her back and getting laid. 

One middle distance and one closer up. Here, take a look. All you've got to do is to hold tight and look happy."

Unidentified voice 2: "You heading into the jungle, man?"

Unidentified voice: "Just getting some of that tropical South American atmosphere, dude. And getting an idea or two about the Sergeant. She looks real cute on top of that counter. How about we gas her properly, put her in uniform, take her into the roughest bar in town, drop her on top of it and say that the fucks are on us?"

Sergeant Grafton: "No . . . aaah."

Unidentified voice 2: "Jeez, did that turn her on, she's bucking and fucking like a mustang with a burr under its saddle!"

Unidentified voice: "That idea getting you interested, hey, Julie? And here I was thinking you were so, so uptight about guys like us grabbing some ass any way we wanted to. Well, fine, if we're going to do that we'll need some more photos so all the guys know how you like it. Here's another good one of Robin, so you roll over on your side and show us how you like getting it the same way. 

Come to think of it, we'll send Ms O'Monahan a spare set of these so you can compare notes afterwards and decide which way you enjoyed most."

Sergeant Grafton: "Huh . . . huh . . ."

Unidentified voice: "You're right, she's going out of her skull. I told you the gas would soon turn into her into a total slut."

Unidentified voice 2: "What about this length of meat I'm hammering into her, you think that's not doing anything?"

Unidentified voice: "Hey, my main man, don't get me wrong. The gas loosens them up, gets them as horny as a harem girl on the bottom of the duty roster, but it's the great job of pussy pounding you do that has them going wild. The reason none of those chicks wanted to report us was because they were all hoping we'd come back and fuck them again -- ain't that the truth of it, Sergeant Grafton?"

Sergeant Grafton: "Yes, you sons of bitches, you gave them the best sex ever! I knew it from the way they talked about you!"

Unidentified voice 2: "Sounds like a testimonial to me, Mr Geek!"

Sergeant Grafton: "I wanted you to come after me . . . oh God, show me the next picture! I need it ever way!"

Unidentified voice: "Well, I guess that explains why you're dressed the way you are. Now, Sergeant, here's your next photo opportunity. Bend forward over the bar, grab your ass and look backwards. But I think we'll have you with one leg still up on the bar, just so that we don't miss any of the juicy details -- and I do mean juicy."

Unidentified voice 2: "Can't we take the slut with us? We could take her on the private jet the consortium is giving us. Then she could serve the drinks and give us blow jobs all the way down South."

Unidentified voice: "Sure puts a whole new complexion on the term red eye flight. And she can always walk home afterwards."

Unidentified noise -- possibly a slap:

Unidentified voice 2: "Hold still, you bitch, until I've put it in you . . . OK, now we're fucking. How about it, Sergeant, you want to come on a little vacation with us?"

Sergeant Grafton: "Yes . . . yes . . . yes!"

Unidentified voice: "Julie, you're going to have to learn to say Si . . . si . . . si . . when you're performing on a stage in front of a Spanish speaking audience. What I'm thinking here is that we might buy our own nightclub and we can hang the monkey cage from the ceiling, as a special attraction. At least, it will be with a female cop inside it wearing her uniform but no panties. All the patrons would get a free ticket for the nightly draw and the first five lucky winners drawn out of the barrel get to go on stage with Julie for an all in show. That might get us a mention in the Lonely Planet travel guide."

Unidentified voice 2: "Now we could get some seriously interesting pictures that way to send to the cops back here. Christ, I'd like to see their faces!"

Unidentified voice: "It's an interesting thought but we'll have to see how well these shots turn out before we can decide if Julie has passed her audition for a place in a live sex show. Here you are, Sergeant, take a look at this one and see if you can show yourself up as well as Robin is."

Sergeant Grafton: "In a cage . . . hanging from the ceiling . . . no panties! Yes! Now!"

Unidentified voice: "Who says the cops never come when they should? Listen to her, she's going apeshit over that cage idea -- and look at her boobs bouncing around like party balloons on the end of a stick. Whee, shake 'em for papa, baby!"

Unidentified voice 2:"Hell, I can't see them from here."

Unidentified voice: "No problem, good buddy, she'll shake them for you while I'm fucking her, won't you, Julie?"

Sergeant Grafton: "Yes, I'll do anything for you!"

Unidentified voice 2: "Geek, I gotta be proud of you. That pussy pushover gas of yours is going to make every woman in this country shut up and concentrate on nothing but fucking. Man, you're going to be bigger than Bill Gates!"

Unidentified voice: "Yeah, if tea could do the same thing we'd still be a British colony. OK, Sergeant, did you enjoy that nice big climax?"

Sergeant Grafton: "The other girls were right, it was the best ever!"

Unidentified voice: "Glad to hear it, Julie. You haven't finished my friend off yet, so this is what he wants next. Get down and get that mouth of yours working again."

Unidentified voice 2: "Go on, you slut cop, get down on your knees to me and get it down your throat, come on!"

Unidentified voice: "Well done, Sergeant, nobody can say you're not carrying out a thorough investigation of the crime scene."

Unidentified voice 2: "Here it comes, here it comes . . . uuuh!"

Unidentified voice: "Look at me, Julie, look up at me and put your tongue out for the camera. Yeah, that's good . . . you're a messy eater though, look at how much you've spilt. OK, swallow all that good come and then start cleaning off my friend's cock with your tongue."

Unidentified voice 2: "And shake your tits around while you're doing it."

Unidentified voice: "Just a little slave now, aren't you, Julie?

"To tell the truth, I think I might use you for a very interesting experiment. I'm going to give you a can of our spray when we leave. Which means you can turn it over to the police lab if you really want to catch us. But before you do that, remember that the stuff works just as well on men as on women. Be smart with the can and you can snare any man you want and make him do whatever you want for months, maybe years, maybe for ever if he gets into the habit of it. I wonder which way you'll jump, sweetie. How good are you at resisting temptation -- is the thought of having a multi-million dollar husband crossing your mind right now?

It's going to be your choice, Julie, but I'll leave you an address where you can send a slice of the wedding cake . . ."