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at her door. She rolls the window down letting the toxic smoke of her cigarette out mixed with the beers and the Chenelle #5 she was wearing. " I Need to see your iicense please." She fumbles through her purse. And hands them over. She gets the fealing he's checking her out. His eyes go right to her low cut gray top. She pulls her coat to cover her busty breasts. He returns to his squad car to call dispatch. She waits nerveously knowing her previous d.u.i. and drug possesion will show up on her record. But she also was wondering when our small town hired a black cop. He returns. "Mrs. Jones I'll need you to step out of the car." "Why?" "I need to give you a sobriety test." "I'm not drunk!" "I'll be