Mindy Main was happy, and it wasn't just because half an 8- ball had found its way up her nose this afternoon. She was finally quitting the porn business once and for all. Like most women she had gone from being a stripper to a sometime hooker right to taking hard cock on film. The transition had been both seamless and degrading. Now she was getting married, and would be able to leave all the endless filming, the boring start and stop fucking, and the sleazy "producers" behind. Her white convertible sped along the breezy California highway. The radio was cranked up, and Mindy shook her jet black hair, cut short to her jaw in front and showing her neck in the back, to the music. Her aviator sunglasses gleamed in the hot sun. The coke was a bonus for doing a last solo photo shoot and was making her feel on top of the world.
She had already forgotten about the crude comments the two skeezy photographers had been making as she stripped off her short denim skirt to show a lacy black G string with a matching bra bursting with fake D cup tits. Mindy knew her beautiful pale skin, sexy bedroom eyes, long lean figure, and cute smile were too good for scum like "Mike" and "Jimmy", if those were the dolt's real names. She was off to a better life. Forget all that it had taken to get there.
On the side of the highway, Officer Starnam was finishing off the last of a flask of cheap whiskey. His black and white cruiser reeked of booze. Despite being more than half drunk he was much less than happy. Starnham's life had been going into the shitter for years, and had finally hit rock bottom just last month. After his wife died young, the rugged policeman had poured every last bit of effort into taking care of his 18 year old daughter. She was a beautiful blonde that only California seems to produce and was smart to boot. The young lady was going to college with a proud father encouraging her every step of the way. Starnham couldn't provide money to get her into the best schools, but he tried to support her as best he could. It puzzled him, therefore, when his daughter started to avoid his calls and visited him less and less. When he did see her she was always wearing loose, baggy sweatshirts and seemed tired and unfocused.
One dreadful night he found out why. Starnham was masturbating to online porno - the kind where three short clips of a film are on one page. He preferred it that way, as long drawn-out smut made him identify too strongly with the poor women who had to undergo that ordeal. Starnham had found a particularly hot trio of clips where a young blonde woman sucked a big cock, rode it, and took a large gooey spray of jizz right in her face. In the first two clips the actress never faced the camera directly, but her lips and hips showed she was a pro. Plus her huge silicone tits were clearly freshly done. The last clip was loading as he jerked furiously, ready to cum. That's when he realized it. The wanton, heavily made-up face starting up at a pulsing cock was none other than his own little girl. His world went black.
In a matter of hours he had found the address of the company who made the film. He drove over in his squad car decked out in full uniform. When he knocked, five scruffy looking guys answered the door. Half an hour later all of them were laying on the floor with multiple broken bones, Starnham delivering kick after kick into their teeth, groins, and backs. His fellow officers responded to a disturbance call and had to drag their fellow patrolman, kicking and screaming, to the station. While he was never charged for anything, Starnham's future in the force was screwed. He was put on traffic duty on a virtually empty highway and had taken to drinking to dull the pain. His bleary eyes scanned the remote road for the thousandth time today.
Just then Mindy's convertible zipped by, doing at least 80. Starnham started up the siren and roared out of the ditch in pursuit, glad for any action to break the monotony. He caught up to her in minutes. The raven-haired beauty had been distracted by the drugs in her system and the loud music, but when she saw the cop car behind her, her high quickly evaporated. As she pulled over she quickly stuffed the remainder of the cocaine, partitioned into two separate baggies, deep into the glove compartment.
The door to the cruiser slammed shut and a tall, 50-something policeman started walking toward her car. His steely gray hair and wide-legged gait was the very definition of authority. Mindy was afraid. She didn't want a ticket and the discovery of a little "white lady" to ruin her life. She checked her makeup in the mirror. Dark red lipstick, heavy mascara. Good. She looked at her outfit. Tight blue tank top showing a lot of cleavage. Short jean skirt with plenty of her long ivory legs visible. Even better. Sure she'd changed out of high heels and into flip flops for the drive, but no matter. She'd charm this big dumb pig. Probably get out of it without even a fine.
Starnham reached the passenger side and quietly looked over the young woman inside. She looked pretty damn sexy, though his mind hadn't been working that way in the recent past. Her short hair gave her a punky look, but the features on her oval face seemed to come right out of classic Hollywood. And that body was built for sin. That must be the booze talking, he thought, let's just do the job at hand.
"Ma'am, do you know how fast you were going?" Starnham asked in the sternest tone he could muster.
Mindy slid her sunglasses slowly off, and gave the cop her best babydoll voice. "I'm sorry sir, I didn't realize it until just now. I'm REALLY sorry! I know this sounds like a lie, but I'm actually hurrying because I'm late for my rehearsal dinner."
She flashed her engagement ring and her biggest smile.
Starnham felt an odd mixture of attraction and compassion for this girl. She reminded him of his daughter, a child who had to dress and act like a sex object just to get by. So sad. Plus her looks, edgy hairdo and eye-popping tits didn't hurt matters. He decided to let her off easy.
"Well that's okay. The speed limit on this highway is 65. It's dangerous to be flying around at over 80, even if there's no one else on the road. I'll give you a warning. But if I catch you driving at unsafe speeds again the ticket will be a hefty one."
Mindy couldn't believe her luck. She looked right at Starnham with her deep chocolate brown eyes and batted her lashes. "Thank you so much, officer," she cooed.
But then the unthinkable happened. As she tossed her hair and slid the sunglasses back on, a large nugget of cocaine fell out of her nose and onto her lap. The observant policeman noticed it right away. His hand lashed out and tore the keys from Mindy's hand.
"Get OUT of the car," he ordered.