GCAVixens: Bill Bailey's Good Cock, Bad Cop

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Bill Bailey, Kendra Lust Pic(s)

The weathered, mahogany desk in Bill Bailey’s office seemed to hold the ghosts of a thousand confessions, but today it was the stage for a different kind of interrogation. Kendra Lust, a detective whose reputation for unorthodox methods was as formidable as her piercing gaze, leaned against it, her presence challenging the very dust motes dancing in the afternoon sun. Bill Bailey, known on the force as “Good Cock” for his disarmingly charming yet effective approach, watched her, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips. “You call that a lead, Kendra?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that contrasted with her sharp intensity. She didn’t flinch, instead pushing a grainy photograph across the polished wood, her silence more accusatory than any shouted allegation. “Your ‘by-the-book’ charm has its limits, Bill,” she finally retorted, her eyes narrowing, “while my ‘bad cop’ routine actually gets answers from the scum we deal with.” The air between them crackled, a palpable tension born from years of this professional rivalry and a deeply buried, mutual respect that neither would ever voice aloud. He stood, circling the desk to stand beside her, the scent of her perfume and his old leather chair creating a strangely intimate cocktail. “Perhaps,” he murmured, his gaze dropping to the case file, “it’s not about good or bad, but about knowing which one to be, and when.” In that suspended moment, the line between partner and adversary blurred completely, leaving only the unresolved case and the electric, unspoken thing that forever simmered between them.