Cops

It was late.nWell after midnight – Cheyenne hesitated.nShe had checked her mail box and was about to head upstairs to her apartment when the nearby door opened – the thirty year old Divorcee had not met her new downstairs neighbour yet…n“Well…..?”nThe older blonde lingered in her doorway. An open and unbuttoned crisp white shirt and glasses suggested to Cheyenne Louise Kensington that the forty year year old was a Businesswoman,n“Hello there……”n“Hi…” responded Cheyenne – the blonde smiled, looking the Policewoman over with an approving eye,n“So, you’re the Cop upstairs huh…..?”nCheyenne nodded…n“Y-Yes…..”n“Cheyenne…” added the Policewoman,n“I just have a question for you, Cheyenne?” continued the blonde,n“And what would that be…?” Cheyenne asked – there was a moment of silence,n“What does a girl have to do to ‘sleep’ with you, Miss Cheyenne?” asked the blonde at last.n“Well….”nCheyenne paused. She tugged at her unbuttoned uniform shirt,n“You could just try knocking at my door……?” she suggested……n