Somebody called the po-po?

“Stop right there.”

Both Becca and Mel turned to the sound of the authoritative voice calling out to them. They spotted a pair of police officers, wearing dark uniform tops, bike helmets and shorts. They were an odd pair, one was quite fat and the other was skinny. Both looked young and not particularly experienced in the profession.

“What’s going on here ladies? We’ve heard reports of lewd, unspeakable acts coming from this section of the beach,” the skinny cop said.

You had arranged for the cops arrival, wanting to change up the situation, but you decided to give Becca and Mel their freedom entirely.

The brunette spoke first.

“Officer I was assaulted by my friend here earlier. There are videos to prove it. She sexually assaulted and took advantage of me.”

The fat cop whistled.

“Then why is she the one currently being struck at the moment?”

Mel had stayed silent, but Becca spoke again.

“I was detaining her!”

The fat cop looked at the skinny cop and they surveyed the scene. A pair of obviously drunk, possibly **** up coeds were having a spat on the beach. One was clearly naked. The other was flush in the face. Strange things were happening.

“Stand up. Put your hands behind your head and face us. Do it slowly.” The fat cop barked.

Becca immediately realized she’d be putting her body back on display. She didn’t release Mel, who was still quiet and had her eyes closed.

“Please, officer, allow me some dignity.”