Cops. To some, this word may harbor a feeling of safety. To me, this word brings feelings of anger, shame, and fear. Take note that I am not a drug dealer, a murderer or any sort of criminal. Actually, if you told me to go to a candy store and steal a piece of candy for a hundred dollars, I would probably back away and tell you it's not worth it. The reason I fear cops ... I'll let you be the judge. If you're not over 18, please stop reading now.
It was a Saturday night. The night was young and the whole town seemed awake. This particular Saturday night, our college football team proved victorious. The streets were filled with
girls I could probably get with girls in tight black dresses. The parties were handing out alcohol like candy on a Halloween night. Yet, despite the joyous festivities, I could not join in. This night was not just any night. This night was a very special night.
The girl (who I'd like to keep anonymous) and I dressed up nicely, and went out to an expensive restaurant. We talked, we laughed, I snorted, we laughed. After a few hours of making her fall in love with me again, we went back to my apartment. My roommate had some friends over from after the game. Once I stepped into my apartment door, my friends kept on trying to hug me, and told me they loved me. I did not reciprocate their feelings. I did not stay there too much longer. We went to her apartment, but her roommate was busily studying for an exam. As a last resort, we headed to my car.
And drive we did. We drove and drove up and over hills, through a forest and away from the city. We drove so much that I teared a little realizing how much gas I was wasting. Finally, we approached our final destination - a secluded parking lot on a hill overlooking the city lights. Below our parking lot were a few parked cars with several people sitting and enjoying the night view.
Things got a little toasty if you know what I mean. Before I knew it, there was fog on the windows inside my car. My car was bumping up and down like a Mexican-low rider with the bass on max. With the city lights sparkling below us like a river during a sunset, I constantly had to choose whether to look at the view, or to look at the girl beneath me. It was that beautiful.
An hour later. Ten minutes later. After what felt like an hour later, I started getting into it. As our breathing got louder, I heard a car pulling up behind mine. A little scared, I slowed down, but realized I wanted to keep going. Suddenly, a flashlight shone on my butt. The girl pushed me off as she screamed, and grabbed for her clothing. I was not as lucky. As she pushed me off, I turned around and noticed
that my ass looks mighty fine in the light. that my clothing was all the way in front of the car. There was a knock on the window, and I suddenly realized that a cop was standing right outside. "Sir, please open your door."
Being the obedient person I was, I did. "Are you over eighteen?" As I was about to answer, I noticed a second cop peering in eagerly through the back window at my bare, exposed back. Shocked, and a little ashamed, I didn't know what to say. "Let me see some identification." Completely forgetting about the second cop's location, I reached over to the front exposing my bootie. "He.. her.. here you go officer."
I felt my balls shrivel inside out. The cop looked at the girl. "Do you want to be here?" I saw an evil grin appear on the girl's face. I stared that grin down. "Yeah, I want to be here," she replied. I sighed a sigh of relief. After about a five minute lecture on safety and sex, the cops let us go.
This experience has changed me. Before I tell you how, I want to know if such an experience would have changed you. What would this experience teach you if it happened to you? Has anything similar ever happened to you?
Comments (60)
Don't fear cops, fear sex in public. I think he was just doing his job.
sounds embarrassing, but you didn't get into any serious trouble. and at the very least, you got a pretty cool story out of it.
hahahaha. i love the way you wrote this.
We thought it would be a good idea to park in a lot full of broken down cars. Just as we were moving to the backseat, someone GOT OUT of the car we had parked beside.
This happened to me! It was mortifying! Only the cop actually had me get out of the car and come off to the side so he could ask whether I was there on my own accord or not. Standing there bra-less and with no underwear, I tired fruitlessly to cover myself with the first random piece of clothing that I grabbed while getting out of the car. But he let us go. He said his shift was over in ten minutes, took our parent's phone numbers, and told us to go home. We should have learned our lesson, but we got away with it a lot more often than we got caught. =p
Honestly, I don't like cops, and it's because they butt into things that are none of their business.
Making out with my boyfriend at a legal age in his car? Oh, hello, let's interrupt this.
Sleeping on a bench outside? Oh, hello miss, let's call your parents that you haven't spoken to for six months to see if they know where you are.
If I was in trouble, I would let someone know. As it is, they've only caused me a lot of problems.
The cops were doing their job. Get a damn room next time. It costs less than a potential trip in the paddy-wagon (for which I shouldn't have to be wasting my tax dollars).
@QuantumStorm@xanga - I know exactly what you mean. Been there done that. I hadn't seen my family in forever and had the exact same thing happen, only I was in a friend's borrowed car, asleep in a park after hours.
@QuantumStorm@xanga - Dude, chill out. He didn't even get a ticket, let alone a "trip in the paddy-wagon," loosen up and live a little.
@LauraG0929@xanga - schizo much?
@QuantumStorm@xanga - Really, guy?
meh, the cop was doing his job. if im out getting shitty in my car, id expect to get caught at some point. when my friends and i use to spar outside, we didnt think someone would call the cops, but hey...ya live ya learn
@LauraG0929@xanga - Yeah. Look at your initial response.
@QuantumStorm@xanga - wtf? You've got to be such a dumbass. I'm sorry, let me rephrase: You've got to be such an uptight dumbass.
I must say this was slightly amusing to read, although it must have been mortifying. D:
Maybe tinted windows and an empty parking lot? x
That would be extremely embarrassing, but it was comical to read about. :D
rofl
hahahahaha.
busted.
i've heard to many stories about just that happening.
neverrrr in my life would i ever.
but i have a very different situation. my roomate is a freshman, so i could kick his ass out in a second. and at home, i have my room that has a lock. ha.
Thankfully, I've never gotten caught :)
This sort of happened to me. It was right after the sex...but both of us were naked >.< The cop was surprisingly nice and since we were both well over 18, I don't think he cared all that much. He just took down our info and let us go. Now it's a fun first time story :p (our first time with each other, that is). I'll probably always remember that night fondly though ^^
one time me and my bf were just CUDDLING in the backseat of my car, killing some time before we met up with some other of my friends
and the mall security rolls up to us and is trying to stir up drama... so i just climbed up to the front seat, while they are questioning my bf...and i hear the guy say, "oh so how come i fount her head in your crotch?!?" and i was like WHAT! THAT DID NOT HAPPEN! my bf was just, shh, come on, lets just go...
sooooooo. we left. i was pissed though. wtf!? where did he get that idea we were both fully clothed. and over 20.
@weare_weare@xanga - Don't quit your day temp job; trolling doesn't suit you. It requires a bit more intelligence than drunkenly spouting "dumbass" all day.
Christ, that must have been embarrassing.
Seems to me like he didn't have any business bothering the two of you.
If this girl was being raped then everyone would be applauding the cops for doing their job instead of thinking, "must be some kids let's leave them alone"
@Ethonox@xanga - totally agree!
Police serve the public interest.
'Public Interest' doesn't necessarily translate into 'your interest'.
This experience wouldn't have changed me. You should be aware of the possibility of getting caught. I've been hassled by police because I was chillin' in a car with a girl before as well. It's just their job.