I have been with the police force for about 5 years now and have seen everything. I am out on my own tonight trying to catch speeding cars. The road I am looking after is quite busy and there are the ones that spot me coming so slow down as they get to me.
Tonight was one of those nights and I thought it was going to be pretty easy but I was mistaken. Luckily I was ready as what looked like a Porsche sped past me, my camera clocking it at a good 95 mph.
I switched on my lights and pulled out of the turning I was in, luckily my car is pretty quick as well so it wasn't long before I managed to catch up with the car. They didn't look like they were going to stop until they ended up in a dead end. They had no choice but to pull over.
I blocked them in so they couldn't pull away as I got out of the car. I walked towards the car, tapping on the window. They wound it down only a crack. "Do you know why I stopped you?" I asked, annoyed that they hadn't rolled the window down fully, it was blacked out so I couldn't see in. I was making a mental note of this as that is illegal. This could be a big bust I think to myself the way this car has been modified.
"Can you step out of the vehicle please?" I heard them effing and blinding under their breath as they removed the keys from the ignition. The car door opened and the first thing I saw were the longest female legs in a dress that split down the side so was showing off pretty much everything. They swung their legs around, trying to hide their modesty.
My eyes couldn't move from their legs while they stepped out of the car. As they closed the car door I snapped back to it. Looking at their face I recognised them straight away but didn't want to let on. "Can I have your driving licence please?" She already had it in her hand as she passed it to me, shaking as she did it. I looked at the name "Amanda Holden, that's correct?" I asked still not letting on I knew who it was.
She just looked at me and nodded. I had always had a thing for older women and especially her so I couldn't believe my luck. I loved watching her strut around in next to nothing when on BGT. I had even had the odd wank over some of those outfits that left little to the imagination.
She stood head down, arms crossed, clearly realising she is in trouble now. I told her she had to come with me to the police car while I did checks on her. She duly followed me and I placed her in the back of the car, closing the door. I sat in the front seat as I searched details on the car computer. I was surprised to see that she already had 9 points on her licence and outstanding speeding tickets. If she got any more she would be banned from driving.
"Ms. Holden, I'm sorry to say this but I am going to have to take you in. There are outstanding tickets for you and I am going to have to add these points to your licence which means you will be banned from driving now."
I could see the panic in her eyes at the realisation of her misdemeanours finally hit her.
"Please, I'm begging you! I can't lose my licence, you know who I am and I need to be able to drive. Is there nothing you can do?"