"ALEXANDRA.": EPISODE 0: "ALEXANDRA UNDERCOVER AS A SALOON GIRL DURING PROHIBITION!"

"Chicago, 1929 and the streets are running with blood and booze as rival gangs fight each other and the Police, for control of the illicit alcohol trade. Into this bloody mess appears Miss Angelia Chance; beautiful, ruthless and deadly. She quickly establishes her own gang. Now called the 'Prohibition Angel' by the FBI, she's America's No.1 Wanted woman. Jericho Tibbs is also on her case; is she a 'Dark Angel' for the 'Dark Prince'? Alex is tasked to go under cover as a 'saloon girl': she's moaning again about playing the 'tart!"

Concept date: 6th February 2018

First published: Unavailable

Status: IN DEVELOPMENT & UNPUBLISHED.

Revisions: 0 [Last revised unknown]

Version: Working draft copy

Published Episode No. 00

Previous episode: NONE.

Next episode: NONE.

Angel-in-charge: James

Team Assigned: Team 74

Mission: 0 - 995072 - 2 – 1929

This story originally appeared on the author's original website called: 'The amazing adventures of Jericho Tibbs!' and was transferred to the new site: 'The Temporal Detectives' in due course. That 'legacy' site is still available but receives no updates or new material.

THIS EPISODE CONTAINS STRONG FOUL LANGAUAGE AND GRAPHIC SEXUAL REFERENCES!

THIS EPISODE MAY CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING WARNINGS:

SMOKING - ALCOHOL USE - VIOLENCE [INCLUDING SEXUAL VIOLENCE & BDSM] - STRONG LANGUAGE - GRAPHIC HARD SEX REFERENCES INCLUDING PROSTITUTION AND DIVERSE SEXUAL PRACTISES - DRUG REFERENCES - ANTI-RELIGIOUS SENTIMENTS AND OPINIONS - HUMAN TRAFFICKING - COMMENTS AND BEHAVIOUR THAT MAY OFFEND SOME PEOPLE BUT WERE CONSIDERED 'NORMAL' IN THE TIME PERIOD.

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CAUTION: “THIS EPISODE COULD CONTAIN VERY STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE [including sexual violence] HORROR AND GRAPHIC, STRONG SEXUAL REFERENCES.

RECOMMENDED suitable for persons aged 18+ years only.”

HUMAN YEARS:
Gregorian Calendar: MCMXXIX
Muslim Calendar: 1347 - 1348 [AH]
Hebrew calendar: 5689 -5690
Christian Calendar: 1929AD

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"THE PROHIBITION ANGEL"

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"ALEXANDRA UNDERCOVER AS A SALOON GIRL DURING PROHIBITION!”
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"ALEXANDRA UNDERCOVER AS A SALOON GIRL DURING PROHIBITION!"
by Stephen J. Williams

Alex and Gloria waited by the door and didn’t speak until it was opened by a big man with a scarred face and a cigar the size of someone’s foot. He didn’t smile, just grunted, “You the dames from the Pink Pussy?” They both nodded and he leaned out and looked about the corridor. Alex immediately noticed the shoulder holster under his well-tailored jacket and threw a glance at Gloria who just shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah, Big Mo sent us, says you need two waitress for a poker party. I’m Gloria and this is Alex. We were told there’s a Grant for the shift.” [A ‘Grant was slang for a $50 note] The big man nodded and looked the pair up and down. “You babes dressed for the part? We expect to see some tits and arse for a damn fifty.” He stepped back and gestured the girls in. The hallway was small and but had several doors and the big man pointed to the green one. “There’s the kitchens, some eyetie [derogatory slang for Italian] caterers have dropped off the food. But the boss has supplied the booze and it’s good stuff, so no knocking any off, understand?” Both girls nodded. The big man chuckled, “Yeah that’s right girls, no-one could be stupid enough to steal from Big Mo!” And pushed open the door adding, “The players….sorry, guests, arrive at seven and meet them at the door after I’ve checked them and shove a drink in their mits. Bloody smile and show some tit and plenty of leg. You’ll get good tips that way. Then I’ll give you a shout that’s play is on.” He removed the cigar and gestured into the kitchen. “Set the food up and fill the welcome glasses with champagne. It’s good stuff so they won’t knock it back like cheap piss. When a player wants a drink, he’ll raise a hand. These marks [a player set up to con] are worth a fortune so, fucking smile when you serve them, and I want no silly screaming or pretend innocence if they cop a feel. You two broads understand?” They both nodded again and pulled off their coats and hats.
He gestured to a small door off the kitchen, “You can change in there, your stuff will be safe, like I said, no-one is going steal from Big Mo.” He turned and reopened the kitchen door and smiled at the girls. “When you’ve changed, give me a shout. I want to look you over, see if your worth fifty big ones.”
Gloria smiled at him and jerked a thumb at Alex, “When you see just her, you’ll see that fifty bucks is cheap.” The big man smiled again and disappeared through the door, shouting for someone called ‘Monkey’. Alex looked around the storeroom and placed her bag on a table by a window that had bars on. “Come on Gloria, let’s get our tits out for fifty big ones as that ape said.” That made Gloria laugh and she slapped her bag next to Alex’s. She didn’t smile, “I’ve done these before, so like the ape said, don’t go all girlish when one of the bums feels you up. We’re being paid well for this gig, and I need the money. We’ll probably be asked to perform for some of them and that could double our take tonight or even treble it. If you want none of it, let me know and I’ll take them on.” She chuckled, “The bums won’t last long after drinking and losing their fucking money!”
The girls stripped off their street clothes and quickly dressed in their ‘uniforms’ or costumes as Gloria called them, saying “Well, we are fucking acting after all.” There wasn’t much to put on. Big Mo had supplied the ‘costumes’ and Alex stood looking at herself in the mirror that was fixed to the rear of the door. She sighed, “Why do men like bloody Maid outfits so much?” Gloria shook her head, “Don’t know, but they do like them…like Catholic Schoolgirl uniforms, or Cheerleaders. I can understand it I suppose. Women in uniform turns them on. I’ve turned tricks dressed as a fucking nun or a nurse. But the weirdest was a dirty cocktail party where we had to dress up as a fucking rabbits! You know, with big ears and butt plugs like tails. Still, it was nearly Easter, so that might explain it!”
Alex laughed and stared again at the mirror. She was wearing a maids hat, black collar around her throat, a white frilly apron that started under her breasts and stopped just before her thighs. This was complimented by black stockings, suspender belt, heels and matching frilly black lace panties. They would be serving topless throughout the night. Gloria rummaged in her bag and held up a little jar of Vaseline. “Just in case we get a big one or some bastard wants Greek.” She rolled the jar in her hands, adding, “You’ve done Greek before darling?”
Alex slowly nodded “Well I don’t want a bloody baby, so a woman has to on occasion.” Gloria laughed and kissed Alex on the lips. “I like going with ladies, you definitely ain’t gonna end up with a swollen belly and tits, carrying some brat you don’t want.” Alex just nodded and tried to push her big breasts under the apron. It didn’t work and she sighed. They heard the ‘ape’ shouting for them. Gloria kissed Alex again and headed for the door, “Come on darling let’s earn the fucking rent!” They paraded before the ‘ape’ and ‘Monkey’ in the hallway. Monkey was quite small for a gangster, and it was rumoured that he was an exceptional ‘cat burglar’ of some skill and dexterity. Alex could see he was short and thin but walked with a certain poise filled with real confidence. They found he had a real sense of humour, albeit a bit on the black side. He admitted when times were really hard, he had worked as an undertaker in Nevada. He looked the girls up and down and grinned, “Christ girls, you could get a stiff stiff!” Then laughed, “Get it? A stiff getting stiff!” Both girls just smiled, and Gloria told him not to give up his day job.
The ape produced a bundle of notes from his pocket that could block a subway tunnel and pulled of a five spot [five dollars] and pushed it into Alex’s apron. “There you go darling, those tits are the best I’ve seen in a long time. There’s five for a feel which will be the going rate tonight.” Then casually ran his hand over Alex’s right breast and gave her big nipple a squeeze. He lifted it and smiled, “They’re nice and heavy Monkey. Certainly worth a five spot of anyone’s dough.” Alex just stood there, looking bored and that made the Ape chuckle, especially when he saw Monkey feeling up Gloria’s tits after shoving a five-dollar bill in her apron. “These ain’t bad either Shorty, a nice soft feel to them and the cherry is big and hard.” [Cherry was slang for a nipple] The men’s groping was stopped by the doorbell. Shorty gave Alex’s bum a slap “Get the drinks sweet tits, this will be Big Mo and his friends.”
The girls went back to the kitchen and filled up the trays. They could hear conversation coming from the hallway and Gloria leaned to Alex and whispered “Shit! That deep voice with the weird accent, where the hell have I heard it before?” Alex just shrugged her shoulders: she didn’t know. Gloria lifted her tray and her face changed, she had recongnised the voice. She replaced her tray and cussed loudly, then whispered; “That voice belongs to fucking John O’Connell, the deputy Commissioner of fucking police!”
Alex lifted her tray and then realised what Gloria meant; What the fucking hell was the deputy chief of police doing at a bent poker party organised by a mob Don? It appears that Big Mo moved in some really big circles.
Gloria took a deep breath and cautioned Alex, “Don’t pay any fucking attention to what’s being said tonight. I mean, act like your not listening, not really fucking interested, except in making money. I don’t think they’re here just to play poker. And above all, pretend you don’t know that fucking bent cop. If he suspected that we knew him, we could end up dumped in the woods giving the dam worms their dinner.”

Alex nodded and smiled, “I haven’t a clue who he is, as long as he pays to feel my bloody goods.” Now that made Gloria smile and she relaxed a little. “Come on before the ape Shorty is in here busting our arses.” They headed for the hallway with the drink trays. ‘This could prove an interesting night.’ Alex thought to herself and then she thought about Rollo.
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