Stress Signal

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Distress Signal (pm if intrested guys only)

Name:Naomi Hannigan
Age:24
Description: Short curly brown hair,Bright green eyes,hot athletic body,gymnast
Photography and film Student, singer

Background: youngest out of four children two bros one sister who live in NYC moved to la to to find herself bi racial Irish(dad) African-American/ Greek (mom)


Naomi Hannigan stormed out of her apartment complex face filled with tears she could belive what she just stumbled into she wanted to come home early from work to surprise her boyfriend with some new lingerie she bought but she was the one who got the surprise!

Kevin was in her bed naked but not alone Naomi stared at the rise and fall of a head beneath the sheets and she let out a sob Kevin immediately jumped up from the bed trying to explain but naomi got the shock of her life when she saw another man trying to cover himself up.. She sobbed ignoring his protests and fake apologizes and packed her things through tear filled eyes making sure everything of hers was cleared from their apartment when he grabbed for her she punched him in the face and yelled at him telling him don't ever call her again..

Of course he ignored her calling about every other minute.. It fucking hurt so much Naomi sped down the highway in her convertible sobbing and singing along to the music when she heard siren and say a pair of flashing lights approaching behind her.. Oh shit she thought could this day get any worse ?
 
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Name: Greg Kane
Age: 37
Description: Tall and well built with dark hair and brown eyes
Background: 10 years on the force and no family in the city

I look in your car window and notice you sobbing. You are far from the first woman I've pulled over to be in tears when I glance in, but you are without a doubt one of the sexiest. Having run a make on your plates and suspecting you to be the owner of the vehicle, I can say you are also one of the youngest.

"License and registration?" I request professionally.
 
I roll down the window and look up at you I say pardon me officer? I say trying to steady my voice I look down noticing I'm still in the lingerie and heels and inwardly curse at myself thinking uggh this is such a bad day..
 
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I follow your glance and take notice your outfit. I catch myself staring but collect myself. "License and registration please ma'am," I say again with more authority in my voice this time than before. Oh, how I would love to be on my knees right now, holding one of your feet in my hand as I slowly unfasten that shoe.
 
I sigh and say ok one second.. I reach over into my glove compartment and grab my registration then take my wallet out of my purse showing you my license you noticing that I'm from the next state over ..
 
I write your ID and registration numbers in my police notebook. I begin to speak. "I'm sorry miss, but I clocked you doing nearly 35 over the speed limit back there. I notice you're from out of state. I'm afraid that means you'll have to spend tonight in the local jail, unless you have somewhere on this side of the state line to stay." After a brief pause, "Even a cheap motel room would do. I just need a valid address in the state to put in my report."
 
I sigh and say yeah actually I was thinking about staying at the Hilton on the next exit officer.. Im sorry i just didn't notice how fast i was going ..
 
"Yes, I know the place you mean," I respond. "My procedure requires that I follow you there to verify your room number." I scribble something onto my notepad. I show it to you. It says "Being recorded. Will recommend leniency in exchange for sexual favors. Nod yes or no. Don't say anything out loud!"
 
I sniffle and take your note pad I write fuck you officer! Ur a pig just like any other guy.. I'm not what you think I am.. I hand it back as you pass me my license and registration I roll up my window pissed and then I take off toward the next exit..
 
Annoyed that you are apparently one of those hard to get types, I follow you to the hotel. I watch from my police cruiser as you go into the lobby. You exit a few minutes later. I get out of the car and follow you to your room. "We are too far away from the car to be recorded now," I inform you.
 
I turn around putting a small bag down in front of my room door " oh yeah officer And what exactly do you mean by that? Huh? Officer?"
 
I use my best voice of authority. "What I mean by that little girl is it's not too late to change your mind about exchanging sex for a reduced ticket. Make up your mind! I don't have all night!"
 
I knee you in the balls getting pissed I'll pay the ticket you jackass you think cuz ur a cop you can get in my pants? I should fucking report you I quickly unlock my room door throwing my bags in then slamming the door behind me.. People look outside their door to find out what the commotion is..
 
I decide that it's best not to create a scene in front of onlookers, so I retreat to my car and drive away. I finish my shift then come back to your motel room. I knock softly on the door. You answer wearing just a skimpy nighty.

"Sorry about earlier," I say before you can slam the door in my face. "I guess I had the wrong impression of you. From how upset you were I had the idea you would be eager to get revenge on your husband or boyfriend. It was a man who made you cry wasn't it?"
 
I look at you shocked I sigh and nod fiancée but shit happens you know? I just I got to get over him.. He's obviously been over me for a while and has been using me as a fucking coverup for his family..
 
"What do you mean by coverup Naomi?" I remember your name from the notes I took earlier. I try my best to sound genuinely interested.
 
I tear up I-I caught him in bed with another man.. He fucking let me fall in love with him knowing all along that he was gay.. I'm such a fucking idiot..
 
I tense a little then relax into your embrace I sniffle a little and say do you wanna come in for some coffee officer Kane?..
 
"Thank you very much," I agree. I watch your tiny little ass sway side to side as you walk to the other end of the room to start the coffee. I close the door behind me and walk further into the motel room.
 
I start to order room service and I sit on the bed.. So officer don't you have to be home with your wife?
 
"Actually, I prefer the unmarried man's life." I respond. I sit down next to you on the bed as you finish ordering room service. I wait until you've finished ordering. "It leaves me free to enjoy all of life's wonderful possibilities." I bring my face closer to yours. Our lips touch.
 
"Yes it's true," I say tenderly. "and I feel that tonight has many possibilities for both of us." Palms open, my powerful hands move up your arms until I reach the thin nighty straps on your shoulders.
 
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