Police Squad

The officer slowly runs his hands down each of her lovely legs, even where she does not have a skirt. Then he stands up and starts feeling her hips and rear end. Finally, he works over her top. He comes across a lump from a wad of cash. "What is this," he says prodding it. He pushes her down on the couch. "Slowly, take your top off," he says. As she undoes the buttons, cash falls across her lap. "All the way," he says. She complies, removing her top completely. The officer pretends to eye the cash laying all over the couch, but really is looking at her teats. She notices.

"You can't arrest me just for having a lot of money," complains Charlotte.

"It makes you look like a dealer." He runs his hands across the couch to pick up the cash, and places the other on her exposed leg for support. When he is done gathering the cash, he begins to count it.

"As I said, that's an awful lot of money to carry like that."

"Get on with it. What do you want?" says Charlotte.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you're not going to tell someone that you made me take off my sweater and found a bunch of money. What do you want? The money, sex, what?"

"Well, I, uh."

"Well? What do you want?" She reaches out and puts her hands down his pants.

"Ahh....I don't know what....hmmmm."

"You like that? Huh?"

"Oh yeah!"

"Well tell you what, I got a friend back there and we're going to leave like nothing happened. But anytime you need a favor, you call me."

A short time later while Charlotte and Becky are riding in a black Lexis with a small pile of cash between them. "YOU GAVE HIM YOUR NUMBER?"

"Well, yeah, but where do you want to go next?"

1. Find a party.
2. Go back to their dorm.

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