Re: Undercover Investigation - warning to Londoners

I have just received an e-mail. The mail is the minutes of London Metropolitan Transport Police meeting for an undercover investigation. I do not know if the mail is authentic or not. And I do not know why the mail is sent to me. It seems to me that the mail is either total fraud or some anonymous "insider" (maybe Inspector Callaghan?) trying to warn us.

Following is the content;

London Metropolitan Transport Police
Meeting for an undercover investigation

Chief Inspector: This is our first meeting as the underdover investigation team. As you know our railroad network has alarming increase in public nuisance lately. They are not just nuisance but crimes. Sex crimes. Gropers and humpers have increased in number and become bolder. And I expect more of them as it will be warm. You know, women will be half-naked in the summer.

So, I intend to put a policewoman in a train as a plant. Please give your idea for how to lure a pervert to come toward the decoy. How the decoy must look like? Tell me your taste for a woman.

Sergeant A: Yes, but, boss, I can tell you my taste but my taste may not agree with that of sex offenders...

Chief Inspector: Aha, that's right. And that is why I need your opinion. My taste for a woman, for example, may not agree with that of a frotteurist. But if we rack our brains together, we may be able to enter into their thinkings and feelings. Don't hesitate to tell your most perverted fantasy about women.

My fancy, for instance, is a blonde teen in a miniskirt. The hair is blonde, the eyes are blue, well tanned bronze skin and garish color clothes. The top must be braless, skimpy T-shirt, so that the nipples are seen through and the navel never be covered. Imagine. If such whore stands next to you in a train, you get mad, eyes are glued to the nipples, you want to grab her boobs.

See? I have told my story. Do you feel easy now? Now, it's your turn.

Sergeant A: That's only what one would expect of you, boss. I'm really relieved. My liking is that of a fat assed woman in business suit. I'm not much interested in breasts. I'm an ass-man. I like a business woman, she is not just beautiful but handsome, yet her fat ass alone is whore-like vulnerable point. She never give us a second glance until she feels a hard meaty rod between her cheeks. She is put out and wiggle her hips to shake it off. But her tender gap only let me penetrate deeper. Soon she is timid as a slip of a girl.

Chief Inspector: Why not! I like a fat assed woman, too.

Sergeant B: Nay. I rather choose neat and clean school girl type. No fat ass, no big boob. She must be lightly-built brunette in quiet clothes. White shirt is indispensable. And flesh-colored brassiere. Once the shirt becomes moist with sweat, the brassiere is clearly outlined. That's tempting.

Chief Inspector: Tempting... what?

Sergeant B: Sure. Tempting to unhook the brassiere, sir.

Sergeant C: And?

Sergeant B: Just unhook the brassiere.

Sergeant C: Is that all?

Sergeant B: Why not! It is very exciting!

Chief Inspector: That's something I don't understand.

Sergeant D: Okay, boss. Here is something you can understand easily. A young woman. Preteen. Age around seven to ten...

Everyone uproar in unison: NO!

Sergeant C: That is crime!

Sergeant D: Yes, but we are talking about crime.

Chief Inspector: Wait! Wait! We are talking about an undercover operation. Even the youngest policewoman can not pass as a preteen school girl.

Sergeant E: Then, I cannot propose a nurse, can I? Cuz, it is quite unlikely that a nurse commutes in hospital uniform...

Chief Inspector: Indeed... But you can suggest other uniform.

Sergeant E: Oh. My favourite is a policewoman in uniform. That is why I became a police...

Sergeant C: Me, too! But I think that the polic woman in uniform cannot be a decoy.

Chief Inspector: All right. I guess that nothing has been left unsaid about the decoy. Generally speaking, a young beautiful woman is preferred. She may have fat ass and big boobs. And She dresses like a whore or quiet clothes.

Sergeant C: Aren't they contradicting? Whore and quiet...

Sergeant A: No, the both are soft target, aren't they, boss?

Chief Inspector: Good boy! Soft target is a fitting word. Let me shop a suitable woman among female officers. And this is all for today, everybody. Thank you. By the way, I like a policewoman in uniform, too.

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