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Wes cross

Amy peers up at the officer in confusion and when he requests she exit the vehicle Rebecca sits forward about to question why. Sky‘s gentle touch on her thigh and the meaningful look she delivers causes Rebecca to retain her silence.Showing signs of nervousness Amy looks to her friends for help only to find them encourageing her to do as instructed. Standing before the police man Amy stammers in an attempt to understand, " W .. whats going on? Im a teacher, I h..." She falls silent as the cop unhooks his cuffs from his belt." Ma‘am can you please face the vehicle" Rebacca watches as the officer attaches the cuffs to Amy‘s wrists and turns her to face him. 

From the corner of her eye Rebecca notices Jen switch on the ignition and insert a cd, the steady pulse of dance music fills the quiet night. The tearing sound of velcro has Rebecca spinning back to Amy and the now shirtless cop. Raising her brows she laughs lightly at the shocked expression on Amy‘s face and rests back against the seat to enjoy the show. Sky giggles and leans into Rebacca to whisper quietly, " Our girl needs to get her sexy on. What better way than this?" Grinning in agreement Rebecca watches as the man undupates around the cuffed Amy. His muscled chest glints in the moonlight as he moves against Amy , his hands cupping her jaw as he gives her a smouldering kiss. Pushing her back against the car, Jen gives a light laugh as he drops to his haunches before Amy. His hands trailing up her legs and thighs as he moves with a steady sway. He flings his hat into the car as he executes a set of splits, Rebecca starts slightly as Sky puts his hat on her head while laughing. Amy‘s broad smile is clear as she says over her shoulder without taking her eyes of the stripper, " What a birthday present girls! Why cant they all be like this? Can I take him home?" Giggling she gasps slightly as the man pushes his rear against her hips, and with a slight wiggle and another tearing velcro sound, his pants tear from his body and he is left in a tiny glittering gold thong. Raising her brows slightly, Rebecca shakes her head and laughs softly. 

As the dancer undulates against Amy, he moves his hands over her, never touching too inappropriately but always with a silent promise of sex. " I reckon I can hide him from hubby..." Bursting out in mirth at Amy‘s comments, Rebecca dissolves into a fit of coughing, her throat on fire as she attempts to breathe. Pulling the tissue from her lips, the dark stain of blood causes her to pale further. Quickly hiding the blood marked tissue, Rebecca turns in time to watch the dancer kiss Amy passionately while uncuffing her. An ache settles in Rebecca‘s chest at the sight, her heart crying at the loss of what wont be. Shaking her head at her foolishness, she joins in the appreciating applause of her friends as the dancer bows elegantly and begins retrieving his clothes.

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