Second meeting

Chris pulled up first, he parked his car in the far corner of the car park, beneath the shade of some trees, where it won't be noticed. He gets out of the car, and feels how cold it's got outside, as he opens the boot he sees his puffa jacket in there, throwing it on he picked up his backpack and closing boot of his car, he walks away slinging the backpack over his shoulder. Locking the car he walks into the park its havily wooded around the edges, with the playing fields near the club house. He heads towards the toilet block the path is lit by some shady street lights which flicker between the leaves, as he approaches the toilets he enterst o check they are clear of other people. It's getting late and there were no cars in the car park, so he should be ok, he slips quietly into the toilets, the lights inside are bright, and he walks down checking each stall. Each are empty, he takes the cuffs, collar and legcuffs out of his backpack, placing it on the lid of the last toilet. He walked back out of the toilet block and stood about 20m back from the toilet in the shade of a tree.

He doesn't have to wait for long until he hears a bike pull up. Bugger Chris thinks, he was expecting a car, so he's not sure if it'll be the cop or not, he creeps accross the tree line to get a better look. The build looks about right, but he's not sure if he should go back for the cuffs and the collar now or not, it was always a risk, the biker stolls purposefully towards the toilet block through the car park, Chris watching from a distance he decides to stay in the tree line until he can confirm, he can see the biker slowly taking his helmet off as he walks towards the toilet block, he fails to catch a glimpse as the biker slips past the door of the block. Here goes nothing he thinks as he heads towards the male toilets.

Having arrived early Tyler tought he would beat the chav to the block. He didn't see any cars in the carpark, and parking the bike, he stolled quickly to the toilet block, removing his helmet on the way, he grasped it in his gloved hands. He stolled through the blocks open door and called out "Hello?" as he entered, there was no response. Good he thought, I got here before him, placing his helmet on the table next to the sink, he decided to check the stalls anyway, just incase someone hadn't responded to his call, there didn't appear to be anyone within sight, he pushed open the stalls in turn, when he got to the last one however there was the collar, but there was also some hinged handcuffs and some bootcuffs. Puzzled Tyler didn't remeber seeing him take the cuffs, he walked in picking the cuffs up he looked closely at them, pretty sure they were his.

Chris approached the toilet block and heard Tyler call 'Hello' Chris smiled knowing the sound of the cops voice. I've got my guy he thought, he slipped in and around the corner, just in time to watch the leather jacketed cop slip into the last stall. Creeping along the stalls the cops muscolar back infront of him, he pushes Tyler forward.

Tyler feels something push into his back, dropping the cuffs on the closed toilet lid in surprise he tries to turn, but someone grabs his wrist, its pulled up into an armlock up his back, he tries to turn but the toilet is in the way, he has one leg either side of the pan and can't turn. Chris reaches between Tylers legs grabbing the handcuffs and cuffs it over Tylers Gloved hand, as Tylers free hand braces himself against the wall. As Chris twists the cuffs Tyler gasps and without even thinking he puts his hand behind his back, where Chris slips the other wrist into the waiting cuff. "It would appear that all the cuff practice being a cop means you know what to do without an order copper" says Chris. Chris spins Tyler round and pushes him back onto the toilet so Tyler is sat infront of him.