This is a continuation of Tami StrandedâŠ.
So here I was sitting naked in the back of this car with three young guys. My husband was in the front seat with two other guys. As soon as the police lights were obvious these kids became nervous. I didnât know what to expect, except I figured I would at least get a ride back to our car and we could gas up and go.
The kids were talking amongst themselves questioning what they should do. It was obvious that this police car was after this vehicle. The driver began to panic and increased his speed. The police car continued to pursue us, but did seem to back off a little. I was getting nervous and my husband was telling the driver to stop before he got us all killed. Finally the driver forcefully pulled off the road. When the car came to a stop everyone jumped out and took off running in the woods. My husband and I remained in the car. Through all of the excitement I guess I forgot I was naked. Well I forgot until my husband reminded me, by telling me that the police were approaching the vehicle and to try to cover up as best as I could.
The light from the officerâs spotlight and their flashlights was almost blinding. An officer yelled âI want everyone out of the vehicle, real slowly with you hands held highâ.
My husband told me to sit still for a minute so he could explain the dilemma. As he exited with his hands up, the officer yelled for him to approach the rear of the car and place his hands and chest on the trunk. He started to head to the rear of the car and he said Sir, my wife. But was cutoff with the officer yelling for him to shut up and obey his orders.
The officer then yelled I said to get out of the car with your hands above your head. Again, my husband started to speak and he was greeted with a baton hit to his side. The officer told him you will not utter another word until you are told to speak. Then he yelled, you have one second to exit that vehicle with your hands above your head. After seeing my husband get hit with the baton, I obeyed his command. As I exited the car with my hands above my head, I couldnât see anything due to the lights. Once out of the vehicle, the officer said, now proceed to the rear of the car. Put your hands and chest on the trunk of the vehicle.
I walked slowly to the trunk of the car and positioned myself next to my husband on the trunk. The officer approached and told us to spread our legs. He was directly behind me and he kicked my leg with his boot. He kicked me so hard I fell to the ground. He grabbed me by my wrist and twisted my hand behind my back, causing me to wince from the pain. He said get on your feet and get on that trunk and do it now. Once I was back on my feet and laid over the trunk, he grabbed my other wrist and pulled it behind my back and placed me in handcuffs. He did the same thing to my husband. Once we were handcuffed the officer went into the vehicle.
He inspected the vehicle for a few minutes and then returned to us. He said well I sure would like to know what a beautiful naked woman, a decent looking man, four or five young kids, and a bunch of dope are doing in one vehicle. My husband started to talk and was again greeted with a baton to his side. He said I didnât tell you to speak. He said, while you catch your breath I will ask the lady. I told him how we had run out of gas and we were walking to the store to get some when these five guys picked us up. I informed him we didnât know anything about any drugs we were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. He agreed we were in the wrong place at the wrong time. And said that he really didnât buy my story. He said he finds it rather odd that a woman in her thirties would be riding around naked with a bunch of teens. He said I looked in the vehicle and there isnât any clothes, so I am assuming you got into the vehicle without and clothes.
I shook my head and said, well sir there is more to the story. I explained how my first trip to the store to get gas ended with some bikers bartering my clothes for the ride, only to leave us stranded with a 5 gallon can of water. And then I continued how we began walking and these guys stopped to pick us up. I felt him walk up behind me and he began to frisk me. He ran his hands over my shoulders and across my back. It was obvious I didnât have any weapons or drugs, since I was completely naked. He started at one foot and moved up my thigh stopping just below my pussy, then he proceed to the other foot working up my leg until this time he reached my pussy. As he reached my pussy he began to run his fingers across my lips. After he stroked me a few times, he stopped and turned me around. He had the light shinning right in my face, so I couldnât make out his appearance.
He said maâam we really have a big problem here. He said, I have you in possession of drugs. I have you on public indecency. I have you on fleeing and eluding a police officer. And probably your worst scenario is that any of those kids are under 18. He said we will eventually pick them up and question them but it is quite obvious from the dried semen on your legs and around your vagina that you recently had intercourse. If you had intercourse with those kids and they are under the age of 18 then that constitutes statutory rape. I didnât know what to say or do. The officer began reading me and my husband our Miranda rights. Once he was through he ushered us back to his vehicle placing us in the back seat.