Troglodyte
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Oct 28, 2001
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It's a lonely stretch of highway. At this time of night cars are few and far between. But some nights you get lucky.
I was sitting in my cruiser bored out of my mind when I spotted the car heading South. I aimed the radar gun and took a reading. It said 48 miles per hour. The speed limit was fifty-five.
"Looks like they were going almost eighty," I said to myself. I reached down and flicked on the siren. Then I set out in pursuit.
The car pulled over quickly. I got out. It took a while for me to unfold myself from the car. I'm 6'6", nearly 280. I used to play college ball, and I still play in a semipro league on weekends. My head is shaved, and I have cold blue eyes.
My name?
None of your business.
Just call me Officer.
I took the long, slow stroll toward the car. I had my ticket book in hand. This could be a profitable night. I noticed the out-of-town plates. Out-of-towners didn't like to be written up. Most of them offered nice bribes to let them drive off.
I took the money, of course.
Sometimes, I took more.
Like tonight.
When I shined the fierce beam of my flashlight in the window, I could see the driver was a beautiful woman. She looked nervous, and she looked scared.
Smart girl, I thought, reaching down and removing the handcuffs from my belt....
I was sitting in my cruiser bored out of my mind when I spotted the car heading South. I aimed the radar gun and took a reading. It said 48 miles per hour. The speed limit was fifty-five.
"Looks like they were going almost eighty," I said to myself. I reached down and flicked on the siren. Then I set out in pursuit.
The car pulled over quickly. I got out. It took a while for me to unfold myself from the car. I'm 6'6", nearly 280. I used to play college ball, and I still play in a semipro league on weekends. My head is shaved, and I have cold blue eyes.
My name?
None of your business.
Just call me Officer.
I took the long, slow stroll toward the car. I had my ticket book in hand. This could be a profitable night. I noticed the out-of-town plates. Out-of-towners didn't like to be written up. Most of them offered nice bribes to let them drive off.
I took the money, of course.
Sometimes, I took more.
Like tonight.
When I shined the fierce beam of my flashlight in the window, I could see the driver was a beautiful woman. She looked nervous, and she looked scared.
Smart girl, I thought, reaching down and removing the handcuffs from my belt....