She raises her hands!

Officer Williams strides confidently toward you. You tense in anticipation, not knowing what defense you'll need to use.

But she stops! Just a couple feet away from you she stops and raises her arms, offering her hands up and forward. "Okay," she says, "let's go."

Like an idiot, you stand there a second with your mouth open, before you realize what she wants. She wants to challenge you in a test of strength. She wants you to grasp hands and see who has the strength to push the other back, down to the floor.

This is kind of embarrassing. Of all the things...

"Well?," she says, arching her eyebrows impatiently. Then she smirks. "Not afraid, are you, Wonder Woman?"

You sigh and roll your eyes. If it were anything else -- a test of martial arts skills, for instance -- you'd be confident without your power belt. But this is a big, well-built woman ... and you don't have your super powers.

"Look," you finally ask, "if we do this, will you be satisfied?" You feel like you're surrendering.

"If we don't do this, I won't be satisfied," she replies impatiently.

You relent. You take a deep breath and step toward her, raising your arms. Again you feel **** -- half-naked and facing this big black woman. You place your hands against hers, and your fingers intertwine. Her hands seem to be slightly larger than yours, and you struggle to get an advantageous grip.

Okay, the two of you are in position. You're face-to-face... and it's a good-looking face. She has a beautiful, dark complexion, dark brown eyes and rather luscious lips. You imagine some men would find her very attractive. You also can't help notice the strong-looking biceps under her uniform sleeves. You're self-conscious about your slender white arms. Speaking of being self-conscious, you're trying hard not to stare down at her big breasts, so close to you.

"Go ahead, little girl," she teases, "go ahead and look. Like what you see?"

Your face turns red with embarrassment. And how dare she call you little... although you could swear, now, in this position, she's even taller. Even wearing your high-heeled boots, it seems like you're looking up a little bit to look in her eyes.

"What are we waiting for," she challenges.

Okay, you tense, you stare intently into her eyes. You clasp her hands tightly and tense your arms. You breathe deep, and you push.

She has that confident smirk on her face. She's looking straight at you. Wait, now she bows her head down slightly, and she's looking at you from just under her eyebrows. Suddenly you feel a tighter grip on your hands! She's gripping you so tightly, it starts to hurt your fingers.

You re-tense your body, grit your teeth and lower your head. You're trying to get a better grip with your fingers.

Now she wipes the smile off her face, pursing her plump lips tightly together. She tenses her body again, and now she's pushing you. You try to tense your muscles more, imagining yourself an immovable object. She breathes deep, so deep you think her breasts are going to bump into you. She breathes deep, and snarls!

You're breathing faster now. You swallow with anticipation and try to tense your body even more, but you start to realize that you, the supposed immovable object, are being slowly pushed back! Your back has started to arch slightly backward. No! You try to tense your back, closing your eyes tightly and concentrating on your lower back.

It’s not working! She’s breathing loudly through her teeth, staring grimly, deep into your eyes, and slowly pushing you backward. You moan slightly, then quickly breathe in. You can’t let her do this to you! You’re an Amazon!

Suddenly she growls as she quickly tenses her body again, and tightens the grip on your fingers. It hurts! Your back is bending back a little more. You let out another moan that’s more like a squeal. You try to tighten your finger grip, with little effect. You try to tense and stiffen your arms...

Oh no... slowly but surely, you start to feel your arms starting to shake.

You try not to let that happen, because you know that’s the end...