One of each

I sit in the back of the police car, trying desperately to come up with some way to get myself out of all this! Having my hands cuffed behind my back is making me feel quite ****, but luckily I'm still not wearing too much clothing, so I should still be able to use my charm to keep away from trouble... right?

Half-heartedly listening to the two officer's conversation in the front seat, I learn that their names are Steve and Jenifer. That could be useable information! It's always polite to learn and remember people's names, my parents used to tell me.

Jenifer is the one driving. She's petite and very cute, even though she's constantly wearing a very serious look to her face. It seems like she's at least one half latino-american considering her tanned skin-colour. She's about my height, has big dark eyes and luscious lips, and her long black hair is currently set up in a pony-tail.

Steve looks almost the complete opposite to his collegaue, with fair skin, sharp jaw-line and tall, muscular body. He's also very good-looking though, with friendly and humourus green eyes and short reddish hair. Both looks to be around thirty, with Steve being the slightly older.

They seem to end their conversation, and the latter of them looks back at me with a friendly smile.

"How're you doing girl? I know this might feel a bit awkward, as it's your first time being brought in and all, but as I said; You'll be out again in no time!"

"No I won't!" I say, sounding like I'm on the verge of crying while putting up my worst hurt little puppy-face. "Dad wouldn't even pay a few hundreds for me right now, after I wrecked his car and everything!"

"Your dad...? Ah, you mean your dad? Heh, don't worry, he'll be there!"

"No, he won't." I repeat while continuing to look miserable. "He'll just let me spend my time in jail, and then let me work double when I get out!"

"Shit, that's sick! Personally I'd charge double the normal tax for you, and then pay you myself at the start of each day!"

"Thanks! How sweet of you!" I reply, making a sound that's somewhere between giggling and sobbing. I'm not even sure what he's talking about, but it sounded like a very nice compliment! "I wish all people I met was like that!"

"Umm, yeah..." He says, looking a little confused. "Look, I'm really sorry about this, girl. We're just doing our job here, so I hope you don't have any hard feelings?"

"No, no...! I understand! I just wish that there was something that I could do to get out of all this...!" I whine and, seeing Jenifer watch me in the mirror while the other is still looking back at me between the front seats, make my best pleading face while jutting my chest out as much as I can!

I can see them stare at me, and then share a questioning glance with eachother...