Thread: YOU'RE UNDER ARREST {darkest_fate&manofyourdream}

There was something about the woman on which the older officer couldn't place his finger just yet. The glow on her pretty face was alluring to him. Yes, he was black, he was huge, but little did he knew what the woman would first thing about when seeing him. Or any other black guy for that matter. Could it be so that the younger generation was more open about such pairings. Or was it so that this young woman is deprived of normal teenage years for whatever reasons. She could make assumptions about his package inside his pants, but she wouldnt have to guess the pounds on he has on him. Nearly 225 lbs and lot of it is muscles. Its something he prides on. There was a time when he had a woman in his life, his wife. She died very early, involved in an accident. Ever since, its work, home, gym for the officer Graham. He continued to point the torch towards her face to sort of intimidate her or blind her, all the while he would continue to steal glances at her easily. There were far too many times he'd pulled over someone and found out it was some pretty lady. Though, this one seemed much calmer. Little did he knew that the woman was an actress and getting blinded by lights was something she was used to probably. It was in that moment, he couldnt help but notice how casually she was dressed, yet shed undone a few buttons on her top with ease. He wondered if shed done that after he pulled her over. He couldnt blame the young girl for trying to flirt her way out of this. The younger they are, especially with something to hide and be shameful about, parents finding out or getting caught since they snuck out of the house to go to some partythese were the people who had every reason to flirt their way out of a ticket. Finally, he moved the torch away, turned it off and put it away when he noticed the way her pupils continued to dilate when they should be constricting. Something didnt sit right, he knew it but he would get to that later. He wondered what was going through her mind because she wasn't freaking out like other girls, instead she was flirting. Or trying to flirt with him. He looked down and almost let out muffled cough when she admitted how she liked being chased. If she was trying to flirt with him, it was pathetic attempt but also ute. Besides, she had to guess his age to be in late 40s at least, if not 50s. Yeap, shes definitely trying to flirt with me, definitely not going to stop her, he thought to himself even though she was so young. Well, he needed to pass some time tonight, some entertainment perhaps, maybe if shes keeping this up, hed let her before letting her go. Time to get a bit serious. Well, cute or not, but youre definitely pulled over by a guy in uniform, he said as she pushed his thumb into his belt, Maam, you were speeding. Then, you didn't make an effort to stop when I was chasing you. And you were also swerving on the road...speaking of which, let me see your driver's license and registration please. He said to her as he leaned down a bit to look at her and then inside of her car for anything that would look suspicious. After shed fetch the documents, hed sneak in a question to keep her looped into a conversation, Have you been drinking tonight, Ms. Dobrev?