The Feminist III
By A.J. Brown
Tough cop investigates a few missing people


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A sequel to "The Feminist" and "The Feminist II"

Detective Anthony Riverso drove in his Envoy. The 50-year-old detective was
going out to investigate a case for the first time in a long time. Anthony was
a legend on the police force. He was respected by all and feared by all. He
was a big tough Italian guy standing at 6'0 and weighing about 250 lbs.
Detective Riverso had solved many cases in his days as a cop and had taken out
many tough criminals and now he was only a couple of years away from
retirement. He was at the top of the police department and usually sent out
the younger cops beneath him to investigate any cases but the one he was going
to intrigued him.

Three men, all in their twenties, were missing. Andrew Yates and Eric and
Darren Polaski. Their disappearances were a big mystery for a long time but
some deep investigating and some reliable evidence directed their
disappearances to one person ... Jennifer Ryan. Anthony remembered doing a
background check on Ms. Ryan and being stunned. She seemed to be a successful
kid, 25 years old, high-school teacher, and she owned her own house. In all of
his years as a cop Anthony had seen plenty of cases of people who being
criminals that you wouldn't expect but Jennifer's profile definitely did not
seem like one of someone who was linked to a missing person's case.

When Anthony read more about Jennifer he also realized the girl was a major
feminist. She spoke at many feminist rallies about women's rights, was an
executive of a feminist committee, and she volunteered at a lot of women's
power clubs at the high-school she worked at. Obviously this girl was a major
complainer but still not one that one would expect to see involved, in any
way, in a case like this. Anthony was very curious and that's why he decided
to take this case on. Also, he was older and respected, but he was still a man
and even though he was married with children he couldn't pass up the
opportunity to flirt with a younger woman.

Detective Riverso pulled his Envoy into Jennifer's driveway. She did have
quite a big house for such a young girl. He rang the doorbell and she
answered. Anthony looked at the young girl. She was the typical feminist. She
stood at about 5'7 and probably weighed about 130 lbs. She had long blond hair
tied back in a pony tail and wore nerdy looking glasses. She wore a white
t-shirt and once he looked at her upper body Anthony realized the girl
probably had the flattest chest he had ever seen. She also had extremely pale
skin, which was typical of an Irish girl like her. Her arms were skinny but
definitely had some muscle definition. She wore soccer shorts, white tennis
sneakers, and goofy looking striped socks which were pulled up halfway up her
calves. Jennifer's upper body was lean but Anthony realized her legs were
extremely thick. She was a skinny girl so the thickness definitely was not fat
but muscle. Anthony chuckled to himself thinking about the fact that if any
other girl he knew tried to Indian-leg-wrestle Jennifer they wouldn't stand a
chance.

"Can I help you?" Jennifer asked the detective with a confident smile on her
pale face.

"Hopefully" the detective replied with a big smile on his prominent Italian
face. "I'm Detective Riverso. I'm investigating a case and I think you may be
able to help me with it. Would you mind if I came in and asked you a couple of
questions? It won't take long, I promise."

"Why, not at all, come in!" Jennifer invited with her grin getting even
bigger. She opened the door, let Anthony in, and invited him to sit on her
nice couch. Anthony took a seat. "Can I get you anything?" Jennifer asked.
"Pepsi, coffee, wine? Anything?"

"No thank you" Anthony replied happily. "This won't be long." Jennifer took a
seat as well. "I'm here to investigate three men who are missing" he
continued. "Andrew Yates as well as Eric and Darren Polaski, who are brothers.
Do those names ring a bell or do you have any knowledge of their
disappearance?"

"Um, uh, no" Jennifer replied stuttering and her face dropped immediately.
Anthony had been a detective longer than Jennifer had been alive and had dealt
with a lot of people in his day. He could usually tell fairly quickly if a
suspect was innocent or not and after he asked Jennifer that question he knew
without a bit of doubt in his mind that this bitch was guilty! Her poker face
was absolutely horrible which Anthony expected from a feminist freak like her.
He couldn't let on right away that he knew, however. He was going to have to
stay smooth for awhile.

"I didn't think so" Anthony replied playing her game with her. "So then you
wouldn't mind if I had a look around."

"I'm not l-letting you look around without a warrant" Jennifer replied with a
stutter and Anthony could see her athletic body starting to shake.

Anthony remained calm. "Well if I do get a warrant we'll have a team full of
cops here tearing your house apart" he replied. "Let me just take a quick peek
so I can clear you and as long as I don't find anything we won't bother you
again."

"Um, OK" Jennifer reluctantly agreed. "But please hurry up. I have to be
somewhere soon."

"Where?" Anthony responded quickly.

"Uh, um, ah, airport" Jennifer fumbled with her words. "I have to pick up a
friend." At first Anthony was amused at Jennifer's obvious lying but now he
was getting annoyed that this stupid feminist bitch actually thought she was
pulling one over on him. Now he was determined to bust her right that second.

Anthony stood up and surveyed the house. The experienced cop had a knack for
noticing things that were out of the ordinary and it didn't take him long to
notice something on the first floor of Jennifer's house. Her house was kept
fairly tidy but there was one rug that looked just way to perfect. It was
perfectly straight, vacuumed and shampooed and Anthony knew that somehow that
rug was going to be a major clue. He began walking towards the rug and could
she Jennifer getting panicky. He walked closer to the rug and Jennifer stood
to her feet as well. As he walked closer to the rug she did too. "This is a
nice looking rug" he said as he stood above it. "Mind if I take a closer look
at it?"

"No, leave that alone!" Jennifer yelled with extreme dread.

"Oh, I just want to have a little peek" Anthony said with malice and he bent
down to lift it up.

"Don't touch that!" Jennifer screamed. The large Italian detective could see
the young athletic woman charging at him out of the corner of his eye. 20
years before that the trained police officer could have easily fended off a
young woman's attack. 10 years ago he could have as well. Maybe Anthony was
slower at his old age or maybe Jennifer just had the luckiest day of her life
but for whatever reason it was, Jennifer was able to connect her closed with
the side of the bridge of Anthony's nose. In all of his years as being a cop
Anthony had never been hit like this and he immediately fell to the ground. He
was absolutely furious and was about to get up and kick the ever living shit
out of the feminist bitch but before he could do so she quickly kicked him
square in the forehead with her shoed foot. The young woman definitely knew
where to hit the old man. After the kick to the head Anthony felt extreme pain
shoot throughout his skull, everything went dark, and he felt like he was
going to pass out. He lay flat on his stomach in disarray and Jennifer quickly
sat on his back. Even with all the pain Anthony still noticed how firm her
tight little ass felt.

He felt her pull his gun out of his holster. Was she going to take him
hostage? Was she going to shoot him right here and kill him like she probably
did to those poor other three men? Was this how it was going to end for
respected Detective Anthony Riverso? Jennifer threw the gun across the room
and then pulled out his handcuffs. She cuffed his hands behind his back and he
hadn't recovered enough strength yet to even try and stop her.

Anthony's hands were now cuffed behind his back and he lay on the floor. He
felt himself gaining his strength back and he was planning on flipping himself
over and attacking the smaller girl with his legs. Before he had a chance to
do so Jennifer wrapped her legs around Anthony's neck and scissored him.
Anthony remembered how thick the skinny girl's legs looked when he first saw
them but her thick legs were even stronger than Anthony anticipated. His hands
were cuffed so he couldn't fight back with them and his legs were too far away
from the action to do anything. The Feminist continued to squeeze away at
Anthony's thick neck and he felt himself passing out. Right when he thought he
was going to conk out Jennifer let go of him. She stood up and Anthony rolled
over onto his side in an attempt to get to his feet. Before he could do
anything else Jennifer kicked him in each of his shins and hard as she could.
Anthony hadn't been kicked in the shins in over 40 years and he forgot how
much that it hurt. He screamed in pain and he wanted to grab his legs but his
hands were still cuffed behind his back. The tough Italian cop felt tears
pouring down his face. Jennifer left the room and Anthony was afraid of what
she was going to do.

Jennifer returned to the room with another pair of handcuffs in her hand. She
cuffed his ankles together. Normally the big cop could have easily stopped her
from doing that but his shins were in too much pain for him to do anything
with his legs. Jennifer stood above Anthony as he lay on the ground all cuffed
up. "Do you realize you just assaulted a police officer?" he yelled at her.
"You're going to be going to jail for awhile for this!"

"Are you going to turn me in?" Jennifer replied calmly. "Go ahead. I'll even
help you." Jennifer left the room again leaving Anthony wondering even more.
She returned holding a video camera. Anthony was scared to death. "You want to
turn me in for this?" Jennifer asked. "I'll make it easy for you." Jennifer
set up the video camera on a stand pointing it right at Anthony and turned it
on. She walked over to Anthony, rolled the large man onto his stomach and sat
on him. "Ladies and gentleman, here is Detective Anthony Riverso" Jennifer
said into the camera. "Big, tough, Detective Riverso just got beat up by a
skinny girl. Don't ever be afraid of this guy. He's just a little pussy."
Anthony was mortified. Jennifer took off her shoes and socks and stuck her
feet in Anthony's face. Anthony hated feet and Jennifer's feet were dry and
nasty. "Lick them" Jennifer ordered. There was no way Anthony was going to do
this especially not on camera for whoever to see.

"No way, bitch" Anthony snapped back. "Get the fuck off of me." Jennifer
kicked Anthony in the head with her bare foot. It hurt but the humiliation of
being kicked in the head by a female bare foot was much worse than the pain.

"Listen you're the bitch here and you are going to do what I say if you want
to get out of here safely" Jennifer snapped back. "Lick my fucking feet you
little bitch." Anthony was more scared of this feminist bitch then anyone he
had ever met and he feared what she would do to him if he didn't obey. He
stuck out his tongue and licked Jennifer's dry, disgusting feet. This was so
incredibly humiliating and gross and Anthony felt like he was in a nightmare.
She made him polish her feet for a few minutes then she stood up and left the
room again. She returned with a makeup kit. She dolled up Detective Riverso's
face with mascara, lipstick, and eye-shadow. This experience was getting worse
by the second. She finished up, grabbed Anthony by his hair and pointed his
face right at the camera.

"Look at Miss Riverso" Jennifer said to the camera. "It's Detective Riverso's
alter-ego. Sometimes Anthony likes to dress up like a woman. This is the cop
people take orders from? Really, there is no need to respect or fear this
man." The only thing on Anthony's mind at that point was the fact that he was
going to have to do whatever he had to, to get that tape.

Jennifer stood up, turned off the camera, took out the tape, and left the
room. She returned with Anthony still lying on the ground covered in makeup.
"The tape is in a safe place" she told him. "But if you want to I can go get
it. We can show it to anyone you want."

"You want the court to have that evidence to put you in jail?" he asked.

"Maybe they'll put me in jail" she replied. "Or maybe I'll say you tried to
attack me and I was just defending myself. They may believe me, they may
believe you, I don't know. But what I do know is that if that tape gets out
your family, your friends, your enemies, and no one on the police force will
ever respect you again. That is for sure. Now do you want me to show people
that tape or do you want me to keep it hidden?"

"Keep it fucking hidden" he replied. "Keep that fucking hidden or I'll fucking
kill you, I swear to God."

"Now be nice, Anthony" she replied. "But I'll keep that hidden for you.
There's one little condition, though. You don't worry about what's under that
rug. You go back to the police station and tell them that this investigation
gave you no evidence against me, and you make sure I don't have another cop at
my house again. As long as you do that for me no one will ever see that tape,
I promise. But I swear, if I ever have another cop here asking me about those
3 asshole guys that tape is going public." Anthony had to decide what was more
important, his pride, or doing what was right.

"Fine, you have a deal" he replied. "The investigation is over."

Jennifer let Anthony out of the cuffs and gave them back to him along with his
gun. Once he had the gun back in his hand he considered holding it to her head
and making her get the tape. After thinking about that more he decided it was
too risky. Just in case something went wrong he would lose her trust which he
didn't want to do. And based on the way his visit to Jennifer's had gone so
far there was definitely possibility of something going wrong. Yeah, Anthony
was going to leave this house and bury this. He didn't want anyone on the
police force anywhere near Jennifer Ryan.

"My bathroom is upstairs" Jennifer told him. "Go clean your face up and get
out of here." Anthony did as he was told. He went back downstairs and Jennifer
was waiting by the door to escort him out. "Remember" she told him. "You have
a lot of pull at the police station. I don't want any cops anywhere near me."

"Do you realize what you are asking me to do?" he asked her. "Are you just
going to go around making people disappear randomly and expect me to protect
you forever?"

"I am a smart, educated woman" she replied. "And I only take care of people
who need to be taken care of. You'll just have to trust me on that."

Anthony was about to leave but he needed to know one thing. "Off the record, I
have to ask you" he said. "What did you do to those guys? Are they still
alive?"

"Do you really want to know what I did to them?" Jennifer asked rhetorically.

"No, I guess not" Anthony replied and he left.

Anthony drove away in his Envoy. He was still digesting what had just
happened. The long time respected police officer was just beaten up and
humiliated by a young girl. His job was to protect the city but now he
couldn't protect certain people because some feminist bitch was in charge of
him. And she would be forever as long as she still held on to that tape.
Detective Anthony Riverso was head of the police force but Feminist Jennifer
Ryan was in charge of him. It was a true statement that women were truly
taking over the world.