No I don’t want to be arrested

Another dreadfully long minute passed as I stared at the clock in the changing room. Being in my line of work, the working hours were from late at night to early in the morning. I was waiting for the clock to hit 5am for the shift to end. The gentleman’s club was clearing out little by little as usual. I just finished getting changed into my normal clothes and headed out the back doors.

When I got into my yellow mustang I felt more relaxed already. I loved my car and I could just drive around all day to nowhere… and everywhere.

I sat in the parking lot while I waited for the morning dew to clear off my windshield. Just when I took a deep breath, I snapped back into reality. “omg, what am I doing?! I’m going to be late! ” I said to myself, just remembering that I had a breakfast date this morning. Not really a date, but I was meeting an old friend, John, who I hadn’t seen since high school. John was cute and single but had a child from another woman. I didn’t see us having a serious relationship. But I did want to see him just because he was super cute and fit. I told myself that I’m only going to see him as an old friend, nothing more.

To be honest, I had imagined what it would be like to feel his hands grab my firm and tender c-cup breasts. Then his hand sliding down to my slim waist slowly, gently griping on my hips. I wanted his toned manliness taking control of my small framed tanned asian body. Although my dad was American I took after my Asian mom as far as my height and my looks. I imagined John’s hands gently squeezing my smooth athletic ass while passionately kissing my neck. I get shivers every time I think about it.

I buckled my seat belt and I swerved out of the parking lot. The early morning was still dark and dreary and I nearly hit a light post in a rush to get home and take a shower before I went to see John. There weren’t very many other cars on the streets. I drove over the speed limit, thinking about John taking me from behind aggressively while pulling my dark silky hair. I was getting wet. I had to calm myself down. Maybe I was getting too excited. I thought to myself, “remember now, this is not a date, we’re just two friends meeting up.”

I let off the gas a little and took a breath. Eventually my mind couldn’t help itself from imagining my 110 lbs tanned body being manhandled by sexy John. I thought about his lips sucking on my dark nipples. His tongue swirling around and then his teeth nibbling on my hardened nipples. An upcoming light turned yellow. I couldn’t think straight at the time, my mind was everywhere. Do I hit the brakes? Do I speed up? I panicked, I stepped hard on the gas and ran through the intersection. I thought to myself, “Was the light yellow or red? Did I make it? I’m pretty sure I made it.” I couldn’t tell if my heart was racing because of my perverted thoughts about John or running a possibly red light. After I passed the intersection, I let off the gas and my car began to slightly slow down. Just then as I glanced at the rear view mirror my heart sunk. I saw those unmistakable red and blue flashing lights closing in from behind me.

I pressed the brake pedal and pulled over to the shoulder coming to a complete stop. The cop car’s blue and red flashing lights were the only thing lighting up the dark empty street I stopped at. I looked to my right and see a dark empty building lot. I look out my driver side window across the street and see another building lot, it seemed to be in the middle of reconstruction but just dark and empty at the moment. The police car pulled in right behind me. I sat still, upset at myself for being so stupid, knowing that I just received a couple speeding tickets not that long ago, and now again. The police officer got out of his car and approached my driver side window. I rolled the window down knowing I was doomed to getting a speeding ticket. “Another freaking ticket to pay off,” I thought to myself, “effing speed limits.” The officer looked at me and cleared his throat.

The straight faced officer spoke, “I pulled you over because you were speeding and you ran a red light back there. Can I see your drivers license ma’am?”

Naturally, as any girl would, I tried wiggling my way out of the ticket by tugging my pink tank top down to show more cleavage from my perky tits. I gave the officer my sad face as I handed him my drivers license.

“I’m sorry officer, was I speeding?” I continued, “I really didn’t mean to speed sir, I promise I’ll slow down and be more careful.” I slightly nodded my head down but looked up at him with just my dark brown eyes.