On the way home from the liquor store last night, me and my sorority girls were cruising down the road at about 100 MPH, just enjoying the breeze and talking about which guy we wanted to fuck at the party that night.  All of sudden, just a few blocks away from campus, I saw those dreaded red and blue flashing lights quickly approaching my car and the annoying sound of a megaphone ordering me to pull over.  “Fuck me, its the fucking cops,” I thought.

The cop was a tall and built man and he looked really serious.  I could tell he was all business and ready to slap us with a fine for speeding when started walking towards the car, but he obviously did not know what kind of group of girls he was messing with.  Our sorority had incredible ‘powers of persuasion’ and I was ready to use some of those ‘powers’ in any way I could.  I’m too broke to pay for a parking ticket!  I’d rather buy 40’s, bottles, and rubbers with my pay check!

Before he got to my window, I told my friends that we should flash him and ask him very nicely to let us off.  My two friends in the backseat pulled out their titties.  My one sorority sister just got her boobs done and they were BIG, so she had no problem flashing her tits at the officer.  I decided to do something a little different.  I pulled up my skirt, pulled my panties to the side, and had my pussy spread and facing the window for the officer to enjoy when he looked in the car.

I rolled down my window when the officer tapped on it and watched his face change from stern to shocked to a dirty smile that he couldn’t wipe across his face.  He had no words for us.  He definitly wasn’t expecting this.  Then he went fumbling around in his pockets nervously and pulled out a camera, saying, “Uhh, I’m going to need to collect some evidence.”  And right with that he snapped a few quick pictures of my snatch and my sisters’ breasts.  “You are a bunch of very naughty girls.  Don’t let me catch you again, or I’m going to have to punish you,” he said and began walking back to his cop car.

And THAT’S how you get out of a speeding ticket.  Or as NWA would say, “F*ck The Po-lice!” Ha!