It was spring break, 2002 and Athena met Stephanie at the airport, Orlando, Florida. They hadn't seen each other since last fall when Athena moved away to college in Florida. They grew up together in a small town East of Des Moines, Iowa where they had been best friends since grade school. Of the two, Stephanie was more grounded and laid back. On the other hand, Athena was more outgoing and a bit of a trouble maker.
The girls had a lot of catching up to do and talked non-stop from Orlando to Daytona Beach, about an hours drive. It was still early afternoon Friday when they checked into the Days Inn Ocean front Hotel. After quickly unpacking, Athena and Stephanie headed out to do some shopping. They wanted to look hot for the beach and the night life. After running up high charges on their Visa cards, the girls headed back to the hotel to get ready for the night.
The temperature in Daytona was still 85 degrees and muggy when they were about to go out on the town. Athena was going to wear her plaid mini skirt with her white blouse tied under breasts showing off her C cup. Her hair was up in pig tails giving her that innocent little girl look. Stephanie wore a light denim mini skirt with a white tank top featuring her firm 34's.
As they were getting ready, Athena looked at Stephanie, "Remember when we were in high school and decided not to wear panties? Want to do it again?"
"Oh, my. God..." Stephanie said. "You serious? Should we?" She said almost giggling.
"I'm so fucking horny it's not funny," Athena laughed.
"You? At least you got laid in the last couple of months!"
"We'll get you laid tonight. Besides, it's your Birthday tomorrow." Athena said as she hugged Steph.
The girls wasted no more time and headed downtown and had their first drink by eight-thirty PM. After Hitting the Boot hill Saloon and doing Cuervo shots at Froggy's Saloon, it was way past midnight and Stephanie's Birthday.
Athena looked at her watch, "Finish your drink Steph, let's take a walk on the beach."
Stephanie finished her Golden Draft Light and they walked down main street to the beach. The closer they got, the stronger the smell of the ocean and the sound of the waves seemed to drown out the noise of all the spring breaker's down here to party.
Upon hitting the sand, Stephanie and Athena took off their shoes and felt the warm sand between their toes.
"I wish we could go swimming, but I'm way too fucked up," Stephanie said.
"Wait till you smoke this," Athena said as she pulled out a joint and proceeded to light it up.
"Wow, been a long time," Stephanie said smiling.
As the passed a block retaining wall between the ocean and the houses, a deep voice echoed in the dark startling both girls.
"Ladies, Daytona Beach Patrol. What are you ladies doing down here?"
Athena ditched the roach, "Just out for a walk."
A second man appeared next to the first, "Walk? You wouldn't want to pick up that joint you just threw in the sand?"
"Huh?" Athena played clueless.
Flashing a badge, "My name is Rick, my partner's name is Keith. I want you girls to be honest with us. Have you been drinking?"
Stephanie piped up, "Yes."
Keith picked up the roach that was still smoldering, "I suppose this isn't yours?" "No." Athena said quickly.
"I need to see some ID's"
Both girls complied and gave Rick their driver's license's.
"I asked you ladies to be honest. You are both under arrest. You have the right to remain silent Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to talk to a lawyer and have him present with you while you are being questioned. If you cannot afford to hire a lawyer, one will be appointed to represent you before any questioning, if you wish one. If you decide to make a statement, you may stop at any time. Do you understand each of these rights I have explained to you?"
As Rick read their rights, Keith handcuffed the each of the ladies with their arms behind their backs.
Stephanie started crying, "What, why?"
"Right now, it's public intoxication, and possession of marijuana."
Rick turned to Keith, "You want to call for a transport?"
"What will happen to us," Stephanie asked.
"You will go to jail until time that you can post bail." Keith said.
Keith grabbed Stephanie and turned her around. "Are you carrying?"
"No."