Deep Sea

Chapter 1: Lights

Chapter 1: Lights

"Please, calm down! Please!" Joanne called out from her safe position on the second story balcony. The reason she was there and not on the ground floor below was the three horny centaurs that weren't picky about what race the female they mounted came from.

"Why don't you come down?" a rather handsome roan beckoned her with a roguish smile on this face.

"Pah-lease." Joe rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid. Just be patient a little longer. We're locating some females as we speak. Hey! No fighting!" she yelled at the other two, a black and a spotted gray.

They glared at each other, their hormones in a frenzy.

Centaur mating season always sucked. There was always those few centaurs that, for one reason or another, couldn't locate a female and ended up going a little crazy with the need to mate.

But Joe had it lucky. She was only in charge of these three. Her friend Lily was down the hall trying to calm down five others.

"I'll be very gentle, dear." the roan continued. "You'll enjoy it. I promise."

"No, thank you." Joe smiled. "Where is Ray?" she looked at her watch. He had said he was going to find some uncoupled females over an hour ago. What was taking him so long?

"How about you come keep us company?" the black one called up, joining the roan.

"She's mine!" the roan turned on him.

"No fighting! Please!" Joe called out. "Just be patient a little longer."

She sighed.

At the end of centaur mating season, the MCRC had a hell of a time trying to keep the centaurs from attacking and raping any other females than their own. The problem with centaurs was that they were fast and, once they got on top of you, you were fucked.

The courts went easy on them because they weren't in their right mind but it still left a hell of a mess for the Mythical Creatures Relations Committee to clean up.

"Joe!"

She turned in relief as Ray came running in. Out of breath, only slightly out of shape, and out of hair, he was positively the nicest guy she had ever met. "Sorry, sorry." he apologized. "I got here as fast as I could."

"Thanks, Ray." Joe smiled at him thankfully. "Did you get them?"

As if to answer her question, the metal doors to the holding pen opened and three pretty centaur girls ran inside. Immediately, the males turned their attention to them as they started chasing each other.

"Thank. God." Joe breathed a sigh of releif as she left the room. "I hate centaur duty this time of year."

Ray nodded as he followed her. "I'm sorry for taking so long."

"It's alright." Joe hugged him. "You're a life saver and you're not even my partner."

Ray laughed as he blushed a bit. "Yeah? Well, forget it. Dana always tells me to help out more."

"How is Dana?" Joe asked as they kept walking.

"Loving life as a mother of three." Ray beamed, happy himself as the father of three.

"Tell her I said hi." Joe sighed unhappily.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I hate centaur duty." Joe repeated. "It's boring, nothing ever happens. I want to go back to criminal."

"You can't go back, not until you get a partner." Ray reminded her. "That's the rule. No partner, no criminal duty."

Joe sighed. "Well, Jack wont assign me a partner." Jack was head of the criminal division of MCRC. Joe wasn't much of a fighter and she wasn't a very good shot. But she was clever, resourceful, and great at detecting. But because she couldn't hit the broad side of a barn in broad daylight and because she had all the fighting ability of an elf, she wasn't aloud to work criminal without a partner who could do those things. "He's being a real dick about it." She crossed her arms a bit childishly. "I started working for MCRC to work for criminal not play matchmaker to a hoard of horny centaurs."