WIO/Vixxen/s/Try to run
From Create Your Own Story
This is a bad idea you think, you grab your backpack and make a break for it, and break one of your heels on the first step and take a tumble. As you turned to run the officer tried to grab you, getting a handful of your shirt, which tore right off of you, now torn and in his hand. During the tumble your tight and short skirt rode all the way up to your waist, you are quite naked to the world now.
The officer picks you up and carries you to the back of his squad car, placing your roughly in the back and slamming the door on you. He then gathers your backpack, shirt and vest top and comes back to the car, dropping them in the passenger side. The officer is breathing heavily, and catches his breath as he flips through your wallet. "Layne, Vixxen Lashun? Seventeen years old?" He turns to look at you, "What the fuck are you doing out of school and turning tricks behind a gas station?" He starts typing while still catching his breath.
"Any family at home Miss Layne?" The officer asks, "Anyone I can take you home to?"
"No sir," You respond, meekly. "My step dad is at work and will be until late tonight, my mom died a long time ago, I don't have anyone else."
"I can call him, he is in our system." The officer has your dad up on screen, you see some notations of drug dealing and prostitution, you have never known your step dad to engage in that. "Do you realize the danger you cause by running young lady?"
"Please don't call him sir," You plead. "Work has been going badly, he has changed jobs a few times and I don't want to be the cause of him losing another one."
"Like I said Miss Layne," The officer said, dialing a number on his cell phone. "You should not run, you can end up with resisting arrest, and in general much more serious charges." He starts speaking into the phone, "Mr. Bell, this is officer Dell Williams, I am here with your step daughter, please call me back at your first convenience sir."
"He cannot answer at work, he probably will not get that until seven or eight PM, he works twelve hour shifts." You reply to the officer. "You can take me home though, I will change and get to school right away."
"I am going to do you a favor, Miss Layne, as you are obviously not a whore." The officer said as he drove. "I am taking you home, you are going to clean up and put some decent clothing on, then I will take you to class, but not reeking of cigarettes and alcohol."
Thank God you think, no police report, and my dad doesn't have to know. As he drives the seat belt is between your big boobs, and the vibration of driving and the contact it is making is making your horny. "And not dressed like a hooker either." He continued absentmindedly. "And you will wear something more appropriate."
The officer pulls up, and gathers you and your belongings uncuffs you and leads you into your house, where he begins a stern lecture. "Young lady, you need to get yourself right. You are heading down a road that I have seen before, where young women dress like this to make a living off of their body, because they didn't take school seriously." His tone was firm, his gaze was angry.
You begin to respond, "Sir I was just..."
"Be quiet young lady, right now you need to shut your pretty mouth and listen to me." The officer barked at her, "You have no idea what lies before you if you keep this up. I do, I have arrested dozens of prostitutes strung out on drugs, carrying STDs, throwing their lives away."
Pretty mouth he said, he is attracted to you. You now notice a rather large bulge in his pants.
You can go shower and change, or maybe make a friend in law enforcement by "backing the blue" on your knees.
| Status | ||
| Day | 1 | Inventory:
Phone, wallet. |
| Time | 7:25 | |
| Money | $00 | |
