Melissa Smith had been boy-crazy. She read the magazines, ogled the football team...and fantasized about the romance and the pleasure. But to the red-haired beauty, there was a deep sense of the shallowness of the pressures of her chosen place in the universe. She wanted more...
She headed toward the local police station. Opening a locker, she swapped her clothes for a uniform and badge. Before long, Officer Melissa Calhoun was standing there, her long hair tucked under her hat. An objective observer would say that the way she filled out her uniform made her look more like a stripper in police garb than a policeman, but there weren't any objective observers about.
Meanwhile, in an apartment on the other side of town, the former Office Calhoun went in search of new opportunities.
