Fuck The Police by Lauren Summer Page B

had only taken a few steps when the young officer said something that made her suddenly panic.
    “Shouldn’t we breathalyse her sir,” he asked.
    “Ah yes,” Officer Layton answered, stopping in his tracks.
    He turned back to Rachel, “You haven’t been drinking have you mam?”
    “Uh no,” she gulped.
    I didn’t think so... you seem like a smart girl. I know you’re in a rush but you’ll be the first person he’ll have breathalysed. It should only take a few minutes and then we’ll let you on your way.”
    She took a deep breath, “Sure...no problem Officer.” Inside she could feel herself freaking out, why did he have to go and say that?
    “Ok mam,” Officer Layton continued, “I’m going to wait in the car. I’ll let Chris get on with it...remember in the future, drive safely.”
    She watched nervously as they walked back to the police car. They exchanged words and Chris returned a few moments later with the breathalyser in his hand.
    “And you say you haven’t been drinking?” he asked again.
    “No sir,” she answered.
    She had no idea why she was lying. She knew full well she was only prolonging the evitable.
    “So, you’re meeting some friends tonight?”
    “Uh, yeah,” she nodded. She wasn’t in the mood for making small talk, especially now that this police officer was about to ruin her night. 
    She watched him for a few moments as he began to fumble around with the breathalyser. He seemed a little nervous. She thought for a moment, there had to be something she could do...anything. Maybe she could try distracting him. She wasn’t sure how exactly that would help but she didn’t have a lot of options.
    “So, must be pretty exciting being a police officer,” she said, the tone of her voice softening.
    “Uh yeah,” he answered, not really paying much attention to her.
    She decided to take it up a notch.
    “This is kind of embarrassing...but you know, I’ve always had a thing for a man in uniform.”
    The officer stopped what he was doing and lifted his head until his eyes met hers. She could tell from the look on his face that he was a little unsure of how to respond.
    He opened his mouth, about to speak but she quickly cut him off.
    “I don’t know what it is...but something about a man in uniform really makes me go weak at the knees.”
    “And, uh...you say you haven’t been drinking?” he asked again.
    She stepped in a little closer, closing the gap between them, “And you know, I’ve always had this fantasy about being pulled over.”
    He stared at her for a few moments, looking a little bewildered. She knew from his body language that she was making him uncomfortable.
    “Must be one of the perks of being a police officer? Having women lusting after you in that uniform?” she continued.
    “Er, I guess,” he answered.
    Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as Officer Layton climbed out of the police car and start to make his way back over.
    “Is everything ok?” he asked, as he walked up to Rachel.
    Chris tried to respond but Rachel cut him off again, “Uh, me and Chris were just talking, I was just telling him how much a man in uniform turns me on, he told me if I kept being naughty he was going to put the handcuffs on me.
    Chris’s eyes widened, “I uh, did not say that.”
    “It’s one of the perks of being a police officer isn’t it?” she said, winking at Officer Layton.
    Officer Layton looked confused then started to laugh, “Really Chris? You said that?  You just never struck me as the type.”
    Rachel continued on, “And then I asked him what he would do if I was locked up in handcuffs and he said...he would fuck me.”
    She watched as their eyes widened and they both stared at her with a shocked expression.
    Ok maybe I shouldn’t have said that, she thought, realizing she had just taken it too far.
    Officer Layton looked at Chris and then at Rachel, trying to figure out exactly what was going on. For a few moments, they shared an almost