No Relax due to Main Street Drama
Wed Night/Morning, 1am, I swing down Main and crawl around the back streets near the Relax, when I spot Kera, this sweat little HSW spinner in a white sun dress. 5'2", tiny everything, maybe 25ish. We have dated 4-5 times in the past, but never in this area, so I pull over and get her.
She hopes in we do a quick Life Guard check - she lifts up her dress to expose a shaved box, then leans over and puts her hand up my shorts and grabs my sack. :)
She asks if I want to go to the Relax, she has a room and no one is there. We agree to .30 for half/half with a finish CIM and off we go.
We get in the room, I lock up and check everything/everywhere, we settle in and she begins a slow BBBJ, then we move to CFS Mish....when the door almost comes off its hinges with a loud knock.
I get up fast and am dressed in 10 seconds, she tosses her dress on. Knock Knock Knock..."Jax PD" I look out and see nothing but red and blue lights.
We open the door and 4 cops are standing out side asking about a room two doors down from us. Someone was robbed....then they begin asking what we are doing and of course see her Crack paraphernalia on every flat surface in room and a crack pipe in her hand. They walk me out side and begin drilling me. I tell them I was just leaving and they ask if they can search me. I ask them for what reason, do I look like a crack head. They say procedure and I say my lawyer will want to be present can I call him, he is speed dial #1 on my cell.
They begin this COP BS about "nothing to hide", "nothing to worry about", so I ask if I am being detained for anything or and I free to go. Sgt. A-Hole asks why I am in such a hurry. I tell him I'm not, but that I do know my rights and this is not an episode of "Law and Order", so either read me my Miranda or let me leave. This pissed them off.
By now they have Kera cuffed and in a patrol car. They give my this BS that she said I gave her money for drugs and sex. I reply that if they looked in my wallet that I have .60 cash and an ATM receipt for .60 (note - there is no way in hell I was letting them touch/look at anything of mine without arresting me). So if they have proof that she has other money that was mine, show it to me.
They ask for my wallet and I say it's time to call my lawyer, so I hit my speed dial and he answers. I tell him the police are detaining me and he needs to get his A$$ down to Main Street. He asks to speak to the officer in charge, I hand Sgt. A-Hole the phone and my lawyer gives him and ear full.
My lawyer tell him to read me my Miranda rights or let me leave. Sgt A-Hole hands me my phone and tells me to get the hell out of here and if they see me again I will be in big trouble. Yeah Right!
I jump in my car and head home. That's when I realize that I still have the condom on my cock - too funny.
So - be safe and happy surfing,
SW Surfer