As soon as the turned onto the main street, Nat heard a siren and saw some flashing lights in his rear-view mirror.
"Ugh!! What now?"
Two police officers on four-wheelers pulled up behind him. The male officer began walking towards them with a stern look on his face. He was followed by a young, very pretty female with a very toned body.
"What seems to be the problem officer? Was I speeding?"
"No. You weren't speeding but your two female passengers ARE in violation of the state's public indecency laws."
"You hear that girls? You're in VIOLATION of the state's INDECENCY laws! We need to do something about that right this minute."
The two women giggled, peeled off their bikinis and tossed them out the window.
"There. Problem solved. Unless there's a law against public nudity?"
"Of course there is and now you're getting a ticket for that as well."
"Dude, you gotta be kidding."
"No. I'm not kidding. And my name is not dude. You will address me as OFFICER Bivins"
"Yes sir OFFICER Bivins!" Nat said, mock saluting him.
In the background, Nat could see the female cop trying to stifle a laugh. He winked at her and she began blushing.
"Anyway, would mind moving out the way? It's too hot to play this game right now. Our girlfriends are hungry."
"Yeah!!" the girls chimed in.
"Of course you can go. As soon as I finish writing up these citations"
"You could WRITE as many as you like. I'm not gonna pay 'em."
The officer handed Nat the tickets and he promptly crushed them into a ball and threw them back in the officer's face.
"Well now, I'm writing you up for littering for that along those women tossing their garments on the ground."
Nat then jumped out of the SUV, towering over the policeman.
"I SAID I ain't payin' no fuckin' tickets!!" He said, poking the officer in the chest, pushing him backward with every poke.
"Ding! Ding! Ding! And that's assault. Congratulations! You just earned yourself a night in jail! Hands behind your head!"
"The hell I will!" Nat said, advancing toward Officer Bivins again, who immediately reached for his revolver.
"Buddy, I don't care how big your muscles are, you're not Superman. Which means you're not bulletproof. PUT YOU HANDS BEHIND YOUR HEAD!!"
Nat then calmly placed his hands behind his head without any more fuss.
"Alright, now turn around put your head on the hood. Officer Timons, cuff him." Bivins ordered.
"Nat, are you sure you don't want me to intervene?" Ormann asked him telepathically.
"No man, I can handle this. Just follow my lead, ok?"
Ashley then walked over to Nat and began handcuffing him. Nat looked back at her and smiled.
"So, gorgeous what's your name?"
"Timons. A-ashley Timons."
"Wow, that's such a pretty name. And such a pretty body to match. You look like you should be lying out on a beach somewhere working on your tan instead chasing bad guys."
"I wish I could! But gotta pay off those student loans one way or another."
“Yeah, I know how that is. Just finished paying off mine a few months ago.”
“Be a relief when I'm done. Then I can finally pursue my REAL passion.”
“What's that?”
“Fitness and nutrition. That's what I majored in at school.”
“I can see why. You have one buff little body on you! Did some bodybuilding in school did you?”
Ashley giggled. “No! Nothing like that! One or two local fitness competitions and bikini contests. But I don't have what it takes to be a bodybuilder!”
“You looked pretty ripped to me! Why don't you flex for a minute?” Nathaniel said, watching as her uniform slowly began to get tighter by the second.
Ashley flexed half-heartedly and several of the threads popped one by one, her now barely able to contain her big-baseball sized biceps.
“See? I'm too small for something like that.”
“If you say so...”
“Umm, please forgive me for interrupting your little love connection, but I'm trying to make an arrest here!!”
“I'm not stopping you..” Ashley replied.
“And you, you're another one. I am still your superior officer, Miss Muscle-Freak! I EXPECT you to be properly dressed when you're on patrol. Am I clear?”
“Yeah, yeah yeah...”
“That's YES SIR Officer Bivins!”
“Whatever...”
“I won't take any further lip from you! I'm putting on report as soon as we get back to the station!”
“Asshole...”
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