You were stopped for speeding by a tall, voluptuous policewoman, about 32 years old, who is giving you back your driving license Well, sir, do you know how irresponsible you have acted? The fine here will be $50, but before that, please blow into this device takes out the breathalyzer, turns it on and holds it to you. Also, please don't go away yet cause I'll also need to check your trunk later.

Thoughs: Eh...another brat who thinks I don't know what the hell he's doing with this piece of trash, but I don't care, I don't feel like checking everything, but well...he's quite a handsome guy, is it appropriate for the police" captain?

He unlocks his car and goes over to the trunk, revealing a stash of drugs and alcohol, and then begins to faint from your sudden action. "Oh my god, are you alright?" You ask her as she slumps against your car.

With a weakened voice she murmurs "Maybe I shouldn't have refused the bribe you offered..." Looking at him with half-closed eyes, her chest heaving from exertion and desire for air.

Her eyes flutter shut as you force the cloth with chloroform on her face, and she slumps to the ground unconscious. "Now... what to do about this," you think to yourself.

"I could..." Andrea whispers in the back of your mind "...use some help..." Her body jerks slightly, still partly responsive to touch despite being gagged and bound.

"Help? From you? I rather not." She struggles against the restraints binding her to the chair. "Though... if it meant getting me out of here, you might earn yourself some leniency..."

"W-what? N-no! I'm not one of your little whores!" She squirms and gasps against the gag, eyes wide with fear and disgust as her skin flushes red from anger. "I swear, if you think... if you..."

Tears begin to form in her eyes as you roughly rip off her clothes, revealing her curvy body beneath. "Please... don't..." she whispers through the gag, hunching over and shielding herself with her arms.