The law!

It's about noon now and I'm boiling even in my minimal amount of clothings. My skin is shining with sweat and both my bikini and skirt is soaked through, but my lemonade sells like never before!

Then, while I'm trying to get my top back in place for the hundred time today, a car pulls over next to my little stand. Looking up, I find two officers step out and come walking towards me.

Great! My lemonade is getting so famous that even the police has found their way here! I wave to them and put on my best smile while pulling my unruly blond hair out of my face, wanting to make the best impression possible to two such respectable customers!

"Hi there, officers!" I greet them happily. "You want some lemonade?"

"Lemonade?" The first of them asks, doubtfully eyeing first me and then my stand.

"Heh, that's a good one!" The second laughs, also looking me up and down. "Good acting, girl!"

"Acting?" I ask, a little confused but still smiling as I lean forward and jut my chest out a little, enjoying the attention my breasts are getting.

"Umm.. Yeah..." The first one says slowly while looking up into my eyes again. "How old are you, girl?"

"Eighteen!" I proudly tell them while winking at the second officer, who seem to have a little more problems looking away from my body.

"Ah, fresh out on the street then?" The first one says with a heavy sigh, while the other start chuckling for some reason.

"Well, yeah I guess... I started just two hours ago!" I reply, looking forth and back between them.

"Nice... And how much have you earned so far?" The second one smirks.

"Almost 80$!" I grin, trying a little more winking to get some of that seriousness off of their faces. "Lemonade seem to sell really well a day like this!"

"I bet!" The second officer grins back. "80$ almost seem a bit too little, a day like this..."

"Okay, enough of this charade!" The first one interrupts with an impatient glare at his colleague. "I think it's best you just come with us for a while, miss."

"Umm... To where...?" I wonder, starting to feel a little uncomfortable as they close in on me.

"Just a little trip down to the station." The second says. "No need to worry. I guess you have someone to buy you free in just a day or two."

"Buy me free?!" I ask, stumbling backwards away from them. "I'm not going to jail, am I?! Do I really need a license just to sell a little lemonade?!"

The two officers share a doubtful glance, then look back at me again while shaking their heads.

"Yeah, I guess you could say that..." The first one tells me calmly. "Just come along now, without any trouble, and I'm sure everything will end up just fine, okay?"

Trying not to panic, I stop and let them step up on each side of me, seeing the second one pick up a pair of handcuffs!

"I'm not sure if that's necessary." The first one says, and I nod my head as hard as I can in agreement.

"Just in case." The second replies, gently putting my hands on my back and clicking the cuffs in place around my thin wrists. "I've been doing this for quite some time now. Your sort of girls may look all sweet and tender, but believe me when I say that most of you knows how to fight!"

"My sort of girl...?" I ask, still not understanding anything of what's happening as they lead me to the car and set me down in the backseat.

"Yeah... You know, street-girls...? Those that get paid, just like you? That sort of girls." They tell me while getting into the front seat. "But don't worry! Just like we said, you will be out there again in no time! I don't know who owns you, but he'll not let a beauty like you sit in jail for more than what's absolutely necessary! It might cost them a few thousands, but that's definitely worth it, since someone like you could easily double that just over one night!"

Owns...? I guess that would be dad... A few thousands?!?! He'd probably kill me, rather than pay that kind of money, especially considering the car I just wrecked! How the hell am I going to get out of this?!

And, by the way, what sort of officers am I dealing with here?