Lawful Acceptance.

Story by Liofi

Summer had been passed around from family to family since she was old enough to remember, and even before then. She'd spend one week with one family as a child, and then she'd be in a new home with new people, passed around like some unwanted, sick puppy. School was even worse than her living situation, having to meet new boys and girls every few weeks, never able to make a good friend. At least up until seventh grade when she didn't have to worry about moving, the foster system had given up and now she was just there, too old to be adopted and find a new home; no one wanted a fourteen year old girl who had a bad attitude.

Summer loved the seventh grade, she didn't have to worry about moving, and she had found a few girls who seemed a bit like her, uncaring, pissy, and dark. All good things come to an end though. P.E. and having to take a shower before class ruined Summers life in seventh grade, all because someone had to knock her into the mud, and for some reason other boys and girls thought it was a good idea to get dirty. Trying her best, Summer entered the showers with the other girls in her underwear, staying away from the others, hoping to stay out of their sight, that didn't happen.

One of the older girls, one of the bitches in school, had to come over and poke and prod at Summer, wondering why she wore her panties in the shower, why she just didn't take them off like the rest. Not even given a chance to explain as a girl from behind tugged down her underwear and revealed her secret.

That was her last day of seventh grade, she left school and taught herself, or tried too anyways. All because she had a dick and balls, because she had been born differently from other girls, that's why no family wanted her.

It had been nine years since that day. Twenty three now and working in a gay bar, Summer was often called Simmer by the many men and women who came in here because she always looked pissed off, not to mention her short fuse with people. Most of the guys and gals who came into Pot O' Gold knew about her secret, they didn't judge her as much as straight people did, some even hit on her from time to time, but with Summers attitude they didn't get very far.

Dressed from head to toe in black and metal, Summer put off an intimidating figure. She wasn't a big girl, rather petite actually, her breasts were smaller than some girls who were half her age. She didn't have much of an ass either, a bit of a rump, but it wasn't anything special to look at. She wore Van's because they looked nice and were comfortable, and she had been know to skate when off work. Black and baggy jeans that were held up by a black and red checkered belt, it sagged down though, even the last hole wasn't enough for her lithe frame, showing anyone who looked her boxers. She wore a short sleeve black T-shirt of a local punk band who played in the local clubs, Bitching Priest.

Her hair was naturally black, raven black, cut short and spiked up from gel that had hardened, a rumor was that she had used so much gel and never washed it out that her hair was stuck that way, it was partially true. Summer sported a number of tattoo's, her most unique and noticable one would be the word Bitch that was tattood across her lips. Others included a tramp stamp above her ass that read Fuck Off one above each of her breasts that read Little Girls, along with various others of small and black hearts. She had one in her pants too, it read Surprise! and sat just above her shaft. Few people saw that one. Along with being in nothing but black, Summer was almost as pale as snow, which made her name seem out of place.

"Excuse me, can I get a drink?" Came a womans voice, snapping Summer out of her thoughs and pulling her away from her stool.

"Yeah, you can get a drink." She said, she hated that question, 'Can I get a drink?' No shit bitch, this is a bar.

"Right then, let me have a Bud Light." The woman asked, and it was then that Summer realized the woman talking was a cop, dressed in her full uniform.

"Drinking on the job?" Summer asked as she pulled a glass mug from the shelf and started the tap for Bud Light.

"Off duty, haven't made it home yet to change." The woman smiled, showing off her pearly whites.

"You might scare off my customers by being here, a cop in a bar with a bunch of people trying to get drunk. You'll kill their buzz if you even look at them, y'know." She said, handing the woman her mug.

"Would you rather me walk in here in my boots and underwear only then?" Asked the officer.

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