Gail Smart: Campus Detective
 
by Orb
(inspired by the art of Mr. X)
 
It was early January and the winter semester had just begun.  Gail was alone in her office which was located next to the maintenance staff room in the basement of the admin building.  The campus detective was a position appointed by the student council.  Originally, the council had intended on having a student occasionally investigate violations of the school's honor system, but the energetic freshman took it upon herself to rid the campus of petty crime.  She smiled as she finished writing in a ringed notebook.  Closing it, she set it on the corner of her desk.  The cover read "Gail Smart and The Mystery of the Stolen Christmas Fund".  Lest anyone would forget, Gail personally scribed the details of every case she solved.
 
A soft knock on her door broke the silence.  Gail straightened herself in her chair.
 
"Come in.", she answered.
 
A tall, blue-eyed coed with long, straight, blond hair stepped into the room and quickly locked the door behind her.  She seemed extremely nervous.
 
"Are you Gail Smart?", she asked.
 
"Yes, please have a seat.  Can I help you?", Gail graciously replied.
 
The young women sat opposite her and tried to start a sentence, but the words could not escape her lips.
 
"It's OK.  Take your time.  What's your name?"  Gail said calmly.
 
Taking a breath, the girl replied, "My name is Denise.  I don't know who to talk to.  I received an email that said if I go to the police...."
 
Gail leaned forward.  "What happened Denise?"
 
"Last fall, I went to a party.  I don't remember what happened, but I woke up next morning in my dorm room.  When I went to take a shower, I saw this."
 
The curvaceous blond stood up and undid the button on her tight bluejeans.  She pulled her jeans and panties down revealing a shaven pussy.  A tattoo just above her vagina read:
 
Fucked on
11-15-2004
 
She quickly pulled her pants back up. 
 
Gail was shocked.  "Do you have any idea who would do something like this?"
 
Denise shook her head no.
 
"What did the email say?"
 
After a pause, Denise read the email.  It read, "Don't go to the police unless you want everyone to see the photos of my dick in your cunt. Keep your mouth shut.  I want to watch your belly grow."  
 
Denise pleaded.  "I read about you in the student newspaper.  Miss Smart.... I'm pregnant.  You're the only one who can help me."
 
Gail nodded.  "I'll do what I can Denise."
 
Denise gave a sigh of relief,  "Thank you.  I needed to tell someone."
 
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The next afternoon at the campus cafeteria, Gail sat with her best friend and deputy detective, Hitome.  Finishing her biggie cola, Gail explained the situation.  The pony-tailed, Japanese transfer student was aghast. 
 
"What are you going to do?"
 
"I've already searched her room for clues, but I couldn't find a thing.   Her pregnancy was most likely intentional.  The school nurse mentioned a recent increase in unwed motherhood.  The perpetrator may have searched her trash for feminine products in order to determine her fertility cycle.   I suspect there might be alot of other girls on campus with tattoos they are afraid to talk about.", said Gail. "I need your help.  You're a computer whiz.  I'd like you to see if you can trace the email she received.  I'm going to interview the people that know Denise."
 
Hitome picked up her books.  "I'm on it!"
 
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The next day, Hitome walked into the basement office with her head hung low.  "I'm sorry Gail.  He used a fake address. I guess I'm not a computer whiz after all."
 
Gail seemed full of cheer.  "Don't be so hard on yourself.  We've just had a huge break in the case!"
 
Gail handed Hitome a note.  It read, "You and your petite friend are next!"
 
Hitome turned white as it fell from her hand. 
 
"Don't be afraid.  This is our perfect chance to catch this creep.  We need to get ready right away!", Gail bravely proclaimed.
 
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That night in their dorm room, Gail and Hitome finished their preparations.  Hitome watched her bunk-mate undress and change into her pajamas.  Gail had a slender frame with long, wavy brunette hair and girl-next-door looks. 
 
"How can you sleep on a night like this?"
 
Gail calmly replied.  "Relax Hitome.  Everything is under control.  Our dorm has a night guard at the front desk.  The door is bolted and barricaded.  That means he'll have to come in through the window, which is wired with an alarm.  I've got a 10,000 volt stun gun and handcuffs.  You have the pepper spray.  If that jerk thinks we're easy marks, he's in for the surprise of his life!"
 
Despite Gail's words of assurance, Hitome did not sleep a wink that night,... or the next.
 
By the end of the week, the pair's bedtime battle preparations had become routine.  The two stood side by side in their pj's as they brushed their teeth in the bathroom.
 
"Did you remember to set the alarm?", asked Hitome.
 
"Yep!  Sleep tight.", Gail replied as she rinsed and headed off for bed.
 
The girls were unaware that their ovulation cycles had been charted.  On a wall calender, the date, January 14th, was marked "Time to seed Gail and Hitome".
 
It was 3am when the window alarm sounded and triggered a red light which illuminated the room.  Gail and Hitome sprang out of bed and grabbed their weaponry.  They both stared at the open window.  A cold winter breeze blew in, making the girls shiver.  The ledge outside was empty.  Gail locked the window.
 
"I guess the alarm scared him off.", she said.
 
It was then that the girls noticed their pajamas lying on the floor.  The two were standing in their tank tops and panties.  Gail's lower lip began to quiver. 
 
"No, it can't be!", she cried.
 
Gail and Hitome felt the sting of fresh tattoos above their shaved vaginas.  They pulled down their panties and saw the words they dreaded to see.
 
Fucked on
01-15-2005
 
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The conclusion:
 
Denise dropped out of school when an email with a zipped attachment full of her x-rated pictures arrived in the mailbox of every student on campus. 
 
Gail and Hitome received an email telling them to keep quiet and breed like the others or their pictures would also go on display.   They quietly obeyed.  Spring was beginning as the two friends, tired and dizzy from morning sickness,  slowly trudged to their next class.  They quit school next semester to give birth and nurse their babies.
 
Every week that semester, a new girl awoke to discover the date of her deflowering and impregnation permanently inscribed on her crotch.
 
THE END.