50 to 40 to 30 miles per hour upon entering the small town of Buford. Her foot stayed smashed on the gas pedal in total disregard for her safety or that of any unlucky passerby. Yes
She knew he was beginning to suspect that she was having an affair, and although it wasn't true, she sometimes wished it were. Her love life, or what there was of it, had become bori
ly, they had never discussed it. It was obvious that James didn't have the same desire for her anymore. Maybe HE was having an affair, she thought, but why? She was only thirty-tw
he sound of a siren. She looked in the mirror and s
r the officer to approach ... she knew the routine. Unfortunately, it wasn't the first time she had been pulled over. She already had five tickets in just
a bit of fear as he leaned over and said, "Ma am, would you mind stepping out of the car." Then
y. I didn't realiz
y-mile an hour speed zone. You could have killed yourself or some innocen
As she put her feet on the ground and stood u
ve you bee
l, just o
en you won't mind ta
ong the lines of a few extra dollars, donated to the local police fund.
re he keyed in her driver's license number. "Wow," he said when he saw the five tickets for speeding. When he came back to the car, he saw Vicky still l
mily over in Talbot County," Vicky said, trying
ty miles an hour in my town. Now are you going to get into
ton, I'm sure we can come to some agreement," Vicky said in her sexiest voice. She pushed her chest out toward Jamal, trying to emphasize her large breast, which were somewhat hidden by the modestly cut bodice of her
side, Vicky said, "Why do
om a friend's party ... if that
hat he had given a reasonable explanation for being dressed as a civilian. She had he
of a jail since there were only five hundred citizens--Jamal helped Vicky out of the car and up the steps. He led
of the cell door closing. It was sinking in that she had been arrested. Wng through the bars at her. Before she could answer he continued, "You're record shows five tickets with ten points. Your license