It was a sunny June afternoon. I was breezing down the highway in my car. The top was down, the radio was playing classic rock music. It was a hot summer day, so I was wearing shorts and a low-cut tank top. So there I was flying down the highway, not a care in the world, the wind blowing my hair when I see lights and hear sirens.
"SHIT!"
I pull the car over to the side of the road and start rummaging around in my glove compartment looking for all the crap he'll want.
"This is my 5th ticket this year." I thought to my self, "I've got to get my way out of this one!!"
A very nice looking police officer staggered up to my car. The definition of his muscles could be seen through his shirt. One hand rested on his gun as he said,
"Ma'am, you know how fast you were going?"
"Well, no officer, but I'm sure you had a good reason for pulling me over"
I said as I pulled my shades down to the tip of my nose and bend over the door to show him my large amount of cleavage.
He tries to remain professional as his eyes trail down to my large bust.
"UGGGUM..." He clears his throat. "Can I have your license, registration, and proof of insurance please, Ma'am?"
I hand him the information he requested as I throw him an innocent smile. He walks back to his car glancing over his shoulder every few seconds.
I sat waiting for him for what seemed like forever. I fixed my lipstick and my hair. I pulled my shirt down just a little bit more. I needed to get out of this ticket!!
He started walking back towards the car. He came up to my door and with his hand again perched on his gun he said,
"Ma'am please step out of the vehicle!!"
"What, what did I do... I was just speeding?!"
"Ma'am please put your hands on your head and step out of the vehicle!"
I couldn't imagine what was going on, all this for a speeding ticket, there must have been some mistake. Nonetheless, I was going to comply with the man with a gun!"
So I put my hands on my head, opened the door and got out.