"I'm sure you will be," he said with a lascivious sneer. "Maybe you should let your girlfriend drive in case it happens again."

"That's a great idea!" Katrina said, opening her door and swinging her legs out. The officer stepped back and opened my door so I could get out as well. There was nothing to do but walk around the car and get in the passenger's side.

I watched the officer hold the door for Katrina, his eyes never leaving her thighs as she scooted into the car. Her dress rode up, exposing a lot of her mocha colored flesh and I wondered about her lack of panties when...