"Fucking shit!" I yelled.

I can't believe it. I can't believe there is a cop car behind me with it's lights on. I could see the officer slowly walking up to the car.

"Can I see your license and registration?" The officer asked.

"Why did you pull me over?" I asked confused.

"I pulled you over because you were going 55 in a 25 zone." He said looking down at me.

"No way, this is a 55 zone." I said as I looked for the things he asked me for.

"No, it is 25 Ma'm. It is 25 miles per hour because not too far up the road is a school." He said as I handed him my license.

"I don't think I have my registration." I said.

"Is this your vehicle?" He asked.

"Yes. I have owned it for the past five years." I said looking up at him.

It was strange looking up at him. He didn't seem like a police officer. He was tall, like a basketball player. His hair was cut really short, like he had just gone to the barber.

"I will be back in a moment." The officer said as he left his car.

Going thirty miles per hour faster than what you are supposed to can get you in big trouble. He could take away my license and my car right on the scene. I can't have that happen. I need a way to work. I need a car so I can get groceries.

"I'm going to have to give you a ticket." He said when he returned.

I started to cry. I wasn't sad, but I thought it would get me out of the ticket.

"I am so sorry, I didn't realize I was going too fast." I said between sobs.

"Ma'm, save your tears for someone else. I have a job to do." The officer said.

"Have you been drinking tonight?" He asked as he leaned in my car.

"Maybe one or two drinks." I said back to him.

"Ma'm I'm going to have to ask you to get out of your car." He said opening up my car door.

"I'm not drunk. I promise you I'm not drunk." I pleaded.

"I want you to walk in a straight line. I want you to hold your arms out straight when you do this." He said pointing with his flashlight.

"Do you understand Ma'm?" He asked.

"Yes, but why do I have to do this?" I asked.

"Because I smell the odor of alcohol on your breath. I think you might be intoxicated." He said motioning for me to walk kin a straight line.

I walked the line, but I stumbled all over the place. I forget how many drinks I had. I didn't think it was that many.

"Ma'm, would you like to take another test?" He asked.

"What if I say no?" I asked.

"Then I will arrest you for driving under the influence of alcohol." The officer said.

"Okay, I'll do the next test." I said.

"Okay, I want you to follow this light with your eyes." He said.

"Okay, easy enough." I said.

"You are moving your head. Move your eyes and not your head." He said as he moved the small pen flashlight.

"Okay, you are under arrest for driving while intoxicated." He said pulling out a a pair of hand cuffs.

He put my arms behind my back and cuffed me. I didn't know what to say. All I could do was cry. Now I will loose my license and have to go to jail. I couldn't help but think about those lesbian jail house porn movies. All I could think of was these women trying to eat my pussy. Even if I was a little drunk, the idea of that still grossed me out.

He put me in the back of his police car and he sat in the drivers seat.

"I'm going to have to have your vehicle towed." The officer said while looking back at me.

"I will be taking you to jail and you will get a bail hearing." He continued.

"You will be offered a breathe test. No matter if you accept it or refuse it, you will be arrested for driving under the influences." He said in a serious tone.

I couldn't help but to cry. Everything that I worked so hard for, was about to go under. I was going to loose my job. After they hear of something like this, they wouldn't want me working there. They have a reputation to keep.

"Is there any way I can get out of this?" I asked while crying.

"Get out of what?" The officer asked.

"You arresting me for driving while drunk?" I asked.

"I don't know." He said puzzled.

"Maybe I can offer you something not to arrest me?" I asked hopeful.

"Maybe. What can you offer?" He asked.

"How about some money? Can I pay you 100 dollars?" I asked.

"No, I don't need any money. I just got a shit load of dough from a drug bust." The officer laughed.

"You mean you stole that money?" I asked.

"Stole it? I wouldn't say that. I helped myself to it. He didn't work for it." The officer said laughing.

I don't know if I follow his train of thought. Stealing is stealing regardless of how the person obtained the money.

"Maybe you could suck my dick?" The officer asked.

Now this was crossing the line a little. The idea that he would ask me such a thing, made me feel slutty. It made me feel like I was just a piece of meat to him.

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