You pull over. Cindy makes a pitch.

You slow the bike and pull over, cutting the engine.

"Oh God don't stop!" Cindy protests, still grinding on the seat. "Turn it on, oh please turn it on!"

"Pull yourself together," you growl. "We have cops."

"Ohhhhhh God....not now..." she moans in dismay, "I'm so close...oh God..."

"Miss Danton, calm down," you snap at her as you see the cop emerge from their vehicle. Somewhat to your surprise, its a woman, and a rather pretty one at that. She walks towards you, her eyes wary as she approaches.

"License and registration please," she says with a small official smile. Anticipating the request, you had the documents ready for her.

"Do you know why I pulled you over sir?" She looks at you but her eyes flicker at Cindy who is still pressed against your back but thankfully no longer squirming frantically.

"I'm guessing I was over the speed limit, Officer Cobb," you answer, reading her name off the tag on her uniform. "On a pretty summer night this thing tends to get away a little."

"Actually sir, I pulled you over because your passenger was behaving in a manner that seemed likely to cause an accident. Do you have some identification Miss?"

Nodding silently, Cindy produces a driver's license and passes it over. The cop looks at it thoughtfully, then at Cindy.

"We've met before Miss Danton. Last year outside Francona's nightclub. You were in possession of alcohol, under the influence and performing an indecent act in public. And you were a minor. Do you remember?"

"Yes," Cindy answers, her voice sounding small and embarrassed.

"Mr. Hawkfeather, what is your relationship with Miss Danton?"

"I'm the Dean of Students at Pink Rose Academy. Miss Danton's a student there. Her car wouldn't start and she asked me for a ride."

The cop looks at you thoughtfully, her eyes flickering over Cindy again. "Perhaps before you do that again you instruct Miss Danton in the proper conduct for a motorcycle passenger. It would be unfortunate if anyone got hurt because someone got over excited while riding. Having seen Miss Danton in action before, I'm not surprised at her behaviour. How many orgasms have you had since you got on the bike Cindy?"

"Ummmmmm…..I don't know..." she mutters quietly, blushing scarlet.

"They were good ones, from the look of you while you were convulsing back up the road a bit," the cop laughs.

"Are you going to put me...in the back of the car...like you did last year...?" Cindy asked quietly, her blush deepening. You notice the cop flush slightly herself and brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"I don't think that's necessary, at least not at this point," Office Cobb says. "Last year Miss Danton was detained for her own protection. She had consumed a considerable quantity of alcohol and I put her in the car to prevent her from any foolish behavior and to protect her from people who might have ill intent. Miss Danton was released to a school authority a short time later." She rattles it off, barely looking at you as she speaks.

"I had fun...." Cindy says with a throaty purr in her voice. "I had lots of fun." Officer Cobb definitely blushes now as she hands your license and registration back to you and Cindy. "I liked being handcuffed," Cindy adds, "it was so naughty and fun!"

"That's not necessary Miss Danton."

"Oh but it is, I've thought about it ever so many times since that night. And how you 'protected' me. If I was handcuffed now both you and the Dean could 'protect' me. I'm a hot mess from the Dean's bike. Who knows what could happen to me if I was allowed to wander around in this condition?" She's squirming again, rubbing herself on the seat as she speaks.

Officer Cobb looks at you, shaking her head but looking more embarrassed with each word that comes out of Cindy's mouth.

"It's the Dean's job to protect me. And to punish me too. Like it's your job too Officer. You know how bad I can be. You should both do your duty."