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Blue Light Special

Date: 10/7/2015, Categories: Humor, Author: Buz, Rating: 34, Source: LushStories

strapping officers plan to do about that?” Tapping the handcuffs attached to his belt Sarge said, “Ma’am, I’ve got handcuffs.” “Uh, oooh!” Doreen’s mouth hung open, “Just who’s been talking down at the station?” Sarge’s eyebrow twitched and he looked over the top of the car at Bugs. Bugs raised his eyebrows and grinned, giving a thumbs up and nod of approval. “I do believe we need to use these on you,” Sarge nodded. “Hmmm, be-ins’ I’ve got some food from work that needs to go in the fridge,” Doreen pointed one of her long red fingernails at the take-out styrofoam boxes next to her on the seat. “Why don’t you boys follow me to my trailer. I’ve got cold beer in the fridge.” “By all means, Doreen,” answered the sergeant, “we’ll follow right behind.” Giggling, the sergeant and Bugs trotted back to their police cruiser. As Bugs turned the key in the ignition he said, “I’ll be damned if she didn’t take the bait.” “Yep,” answered Sarge. “Me and ole Sparky Hopper used to pull this years back, way before Sparky made Captain.” “Aw, really?” “Sure, we used to do real good pickin’ up waitresses from the old Western Sizzlin’.” Bugs shook his head, “I sho’nuff miss the old Western Sizzlin’, they had the best t-bones in town.” “They had some fine big tittied waitresses, too,” declared Sarge. “I knew one that could suck the shine off chrome. Damn, could she give some head.” “Whatever happened to her?” “She went and got married to Preacher Brewster over at Cold Springs Fire-Baptized Church.” ... The sergeant shook his head. “They got five kids now.” “That’s too bad,” answered Bugs. “Oh, Doreen’s pullin’ in. This trailer park ain’t too bad.” “You’re right, we don’t get too many calls out here, hmmm, a domestic violence every now ‘n then.” “Here ’tis.” Bugs pulled into the gravel parking space next to Doreen. “Laurie,” Sarge spoke into the microphone, “Bugs and I are takin’ a 10-10.” “Where y’all at, Sarge?” Laurie’s voice cracked over the radio. “Out near Sundown Heights.” “Gotcha Sarge, I’ll radio if I needya.” “C’mon on in, boys.” Opening the front door of her trailer, Doreen stood facing the guys, with one hand on her hips, she she twisted in a sexy swivel. They followed her in after she unlocked the door, Doreen motioned toward the refrigerator. “Get yourselves a cold one if you won’t get in trouble, drinkin’ on duty ’n all.” “I got breath mints,” Bugs quipped. “Well open ‘er up and toss me one,” barked the sergeant. Sarge caught the can of beer in one hand before popping the top. Cold beer foamed out of the top of the can as he turned it up and almost gulped it down all at once. “Aaaah,” sighed the sergeant. “That hit the spot.” The sudden crinkling of aluminum being crushed announced that Bugs had quickly downed his can of beer. He tossed it across the kitchen into the trash can. Suddenly loud country music began to thump and whine throughout the mobile home. Doreen stood over the stereo. “I thought we could use some tunes.” “Let the games begin,” snickered the ...