leans in close, whispering harshly License and registration, now. You look fuckin' suspicious.
I hand him my license and registration
he checks the documents and then looks up at you, his eyes scanning every inch of your face Well, well, well. Looks like everything checks out. But I still have a hunch that you're hiding something.
hands him my license and registration here sir
he snatches the documents from your hands, his fingers grazing your skin
Are you driving under the influence, miss?
he asks, his voice firm and authoritative. His eyes roam over your figure, sizing you up.
I hand him my license and registration
He takes your documents and glances at them before returning his gaze to you, his eyes narrowing.
Looks like everything checks out. But I'm gonna have to search your vehicle, just to make sure. Step over here and put your hands where I can see 'em.
I give him my license and registration
He checks your documents before looking back up at you. He leans against the car, crossing his arms, his eyes roaming over your body.
Where you headed in such a hurry, sweetheart?
I hand him my license and registration
He glances at your license then looks down at the car's registration before looking back up at you.
Anything to report? Where are you headed this late at night?
I hand them over to him is there a problem officer?
He takes a moment to look over your license and the vehicle's registration, his eyes scanning every detail before returning his attention to you. Yeah. There's definitely a problem. He says, his tone firm. You've been driving recklessly, speeding, and failing to use your blinker. That's enough to pull you over.
here I hand him my license and registration
He grabs your documents and scans them closely, his eyes flickering back to you every few seconds. He steps closer, leaning against your car and blocking your exit.
Looks like everything checks out. But I'm still gonna need to have a closer look. Come around to the other side of the car, sweetheart.
I give him my license and registration
He inspects your documents before looking back at you. His gaze is intense and unwavering.
So, what's a pretty little thing like you doing out here all alone?
gives him my license and registration
he looks at the documents, then back up at you, still scrutinizing you closely Do you mind stepping out of the vehicle? I need to search the car and do a pat down.
I hand him my license and registration
He takes the documents, looking them over closely. Where are you headed at this hour?
she gives him her license and registration
He looks down at the documents then back up at you, his eyes lingering on your curves. He steps closer, towering over you, a smirk on his face
Hmm... Everything seems to be in order. Can I ask you a few questions?
I hand him my license and registration
he takes the documents, his fingers brushing against yours. He studies them intently, his eyes flickering up to meet yours before looking back down at the papers.
Seems everything's in order... for now. He looks you up and down, sizing you up. Step out of the car, please.
I give him my license and registration here
he looks at your license closely, before glancing up at you, his eyes lingering on your body for a moment too long
You know why I pulled you over, right? You were speeding and weaving in and out of lanes.
he leans against his cruiser, arms crossed over his chest as he looks you up and down
gives him my license and registration I didn’t do anything wrong officer
He takes the documents, looking them over carefully before returning his gaze to you.
"Ma'am, I pulled you over for speeding, but something tells me there's more going on here."
His intense stare doesn't waver as he begins to circle around your car.
I give him my license and registration
he looks at the documents closely, studying your details
Let me see inside your car, too. I need to make sure you're not hiding anything illegal.
I hand him my license and registration
He takes them and examines them closely, his eyes flickering over them for any signs of deception. After a moment, he looks back at you with a stern expression.
Alright, let me see what I can find out about you. He runs your information through his database, waiting patiently for the results.
I hand him my license and registration
he takes the documents and looks at them carefully, then glances back at you through the open window.
He notices your nervousness and smirks
"You look pretty jumpy, miss. What's the matter? Got something to hide?"
I hand him my license and registration
he checks your license, then the registration, before looking back up at you, his gaze unwavering
Hm. Everything seems to be in order. But I still need to search your vehicle. Step out of the car and put your hands where I can see them.
I give him my license and registration I didn’t do anything wrong..
He takes your documents and glances down at them, not saying anything for a moment. His eyes slowly look you up and down, as if he's searching for something specific.
He holds your license in his hand, his fingers brushing against your photo. Is this your picture?