Of course it does

The cop looked ready to burst, her face was getting redder and she was glaring daggers at me as I sat there cowering from the woman. Just before she started yelling at me some more, or worse, she took a good look at me, those enchanting eyes scouring every inch of me for whatever she was looking for. She took a few deep breaths, which pushed her tits out more, confusing me as my erection grew even while terrified.

Out of nowhere, her entire demeanor shifted. Instead of the angry woman who had just slapped me multiple times, she seemed concerned with how scared I was and dropped down next to me with a sigh. “I’m sorry, I forget how easily people like you scare.” _People like me? What’s that supposed to mean? _Before I could ask, she leaned back and started speaking again, this time much more calmly. “So after you tried to hit me, I told you to stop and be quiet or you’d be hit with assaulting a police officer, which I don’t need to tell you, would screw you. It took awhile, but I got you to calm down, but the problem was that now if I put you in the drunk tank, who knows who would’ve found out what you had done? So instead I took you here.”

Her eyes met mine and I felt my chest ache for causing her so much issue and guilt for trying to hit her. She was trying so hard to protect me and this was how I treated her? Shameful. “I’m so sorry, I had no idea and I promise I’m not that kind of guy. I must have just been so overwhelmed and scared.” My voice cracked at the end and tears started to form in the corners of my eyes.

She pulled me into a hug and said, “There there, I got you now. But there is more to the story little Luke.” I looked up from where my face was pleasantly pressed in her pillowy breasts and waited for her to continue patiently. “Well when I went to take you out of there, another officer started asking questions, and you started yelling at him and calling him a fascist pig as you got in his face. I had to pull you away and beg the officer not to tell anyone, and that I’d take care of your punishment.”

I gasped as she told me what I’d done and held her tightly, I just felt so safe in her arms. “Am I going to jail?” I whispered, terror creeping into my voice.

“Well...”