Hi all! I’m posting this a day early again as today is a snow day and I find myself with plenty of time. 🙂 I hope everyone is staying safe and warm. My new book should be out soon, His Girl, His Rules. I hope to have more information regarding its release soon. Happy Reading!
Bad Girl, Bad girl…whatcha gonna do…
“What! You can’t give me another ticket!” wailed the petite blond.
“Were you or were you not speeding Ma’am?”
“This is the fourth ticket you’ve given me in the last two weeks! That’s …that’s …harassment!” she glared at the stern faced officer.
“It would only be harassment if you weren’t committing a crime Ma’am. Need I remind you that this is the fourth time in three weeks I’ve stopped you? Once for no seat belt and three times for speeding; one would think you would take the hint and slow down.”
“Don’t you have crime fighting to do? How is it that you have all this spare time to spend harassing innocent citizens? Trolling the highways to find someone without a seat belt or going a few measly miles above the speed limit …that is harassment and nothing less!”
The officer shook his head, the little blond was cute but she badly needed a firm hand to bring her back in line. Too bad he was on duty or he might just make it his business to turn her into a law-abiding citizen.
“I suggest you slow down Ma’am. If I have to stop you for speeding again I might just have to have your license revoked.”
She gasped. “Are you threatening me Officer Dawson? Was that a threat?”
“No Ma’am it was a promise,” the officer stated tipping his hat to her before walking away.
Mandy gave a loud humpfing sound as she sat in her seat fuming at the officer’s highhandedness. The man had entirely too much time on his hands. He should be out fighting crime …keeping the streets clean not terrorizing innocents! No wonder the crime show cops never came here …to boring.
Mandy brightened and straightened in her seat with a grin. That’s it! She put her car into gear and headed for home. She had some plans to make.
Two days later …
Mandy pulled the bill of her baseball cap down over her eyes as she watched the police car pull out from the curb. This was it! She was going to catch him red handed harassing another innocent!
She followed him at a sedate pace not wanting to draw attention to herself.
When he stopped his car and got out to talk to a woman on the side of the road she got her camera ready.
“Aaaahaaaa! Harassing another innocent young woman I see Officer Dawson! What do you have to say for yourself?”
Derrick Dawson blinked in surprise as the young blond in a baseball cap popped out of the bushes with a camcorder in her hand. She popped a bubble as if to emphasize her point. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m exposing you for the shameless man that you are! Harassing young women who are simply minding their own business. How does it feel Ma’am to be harassed in such a way?”
The young woman frowned in confusion, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. He came because I needed help. I accidentally locked my keys in my car and my baby is still inside.”
Mandy lowered the camera and peered inside the car. Sure enough there was a wide eyed baby staring back at her with a toothless grin. “Oh …well …carry on then …this is important business.”
The officer quirked a brow at her, “Think so?”
She popped another bubble in his face, “Remember I’m watching you Bub.”
He shook his head as he watched the ditzy blond get back into her car. The woman obviously needed some sort of intervention.
Officer Dawson had the car door unlocked in no time flat and a very happy mother was reunited with her baby.
Mandy popped out at him again when he was filling his car with gas. He had stopped to talk to the man at the tank next to his. It was a neighbor and they were discussing the new neighborhood watch program that Derrick planned to implement in a few weeks.
“What did this poor unsuspecting gentleman do to earn your displeasure?”
“No one here is earning my displeasure but you young lady. I suggest you put down the camera and get back into your car.”
Mandy slumped against the squad car her camera listing forgotten to the left. She looked beseechingly at the man at the next pump. “He wasn’t giving you a ticket? Reading you the Miranda? Threatening to beat you with a rubber hose?”
The man laughed, “Derrick? No we were discussing the new neighborhood watch program and the fact that trash day has been moved to Tuesday.”
“Oh …well …okay.”
They watched as she walked slowly back to her car a defeated pose in her every step.
“Just what is that girl up to Derrick?”
“No good and she’s about to land herself in a heap of trouble,” Derrick said as he frowned thoughtfully at the young blonde’s retreating back.
“Good luck with that one son,” the man clapped him on the shoulder as he recognized the gleam in Derrick’s eye. He’d been young once too and looked at the young flirt that would become his wife in much the same way.
Derrick and the hot dog vendor he was buying lunch from nearly had heart failure when she jumped out from between two parked cars.
“Was that a bribe? Sir? Is he making you pay for keeping the health department off your back? You could file charges …he has a …”
“I was giving him his change. He bought a hot dog.”
“Oh …well it is lunch time I suppose.”
She jumped in surprise. He remembered her name. “Yes?”
“Enough of this nonsense, the tickets I gave you were well and truly deserved. Not harassment. I suggest you stop this foolish game before you end up with more than you bargained for.”
“You just don’t want me to catch you in the act!”
“In the act of being a police officer?” he asked incredulously.
“In the act of harassing innocent citizens. Stomping all over their civil rights!” she cried passionately.
Derrick glared down at her, “Just remember you’ve been warned.”
Mandy thought she had him when she followed him to the bank. He was crouched behind a car watching someone inside.
She ran up the sidewalk towards the bank eager to catch the whole thing on film and collided with a masked man holding a gun.
The camera caught the man just under the chin and his gun went flying. Mandy was knocked to her bottom with the force of the collision; the masked man was in a crumpled heap at her feet.
Strong arms lifted Mandy to her feet. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”
“I …I’m fine …is that a gun? Was he …oh god I think I’m gonna be sick!”
Derrick helped Mandy to the curb while the other officers handcuffed the bank robber.
“Mandy what were you thinking? You could have been killed.”
Tears filled her eyes as she looked up at him. “I was going to catch you on tape …I …”
“Mandy I’ve told you repeatedly that I am a policeman. It’s my job to stop people who are speeding and treating their lives and the lives of other’s carelessly. I don’t harass people. I do my job!” he said more than fed up with her antics.
She sniffled. “I’m sorry.”
“Yes well you soon will be.” Derrick lifted her back to her feet and frog marched her to the waiting squad car.
“Hey wait! What are you doing?” she asked as put her into the back of the car.
“What I should have done the second time I had to pull you over for speeding,” he told her matter of factly.
“What about my rights? Don’t you have to read me my rights?” Mandy asked in alarm.
“You have the right to kick, scream, squall and bawl as much as you want too. You have no need of an attorney to represent you because the only thing that needs to be presented is your bottom. Anything you say can and will result in further punishment by belt, paddle or tawse. Do you understand these rights as they have been presented to you?”
“What? You can’t mean that you intend to…”
“Spank you? Yes Ma’am I do.”
“But you can’t spank me! That’s barbaric!” Mandy cried.
The stoic faced officer didn’t say another word as he drove to a secluded rest stop. He pulled a reluctant Mandy from the car and jerked her pants and panties to her knees. Then her bottom was indeed presented for punishment raised high over his strong thigh.
She bucked and hollered as his hand began to impart its message.
“You will not ever follow me or any other officer while they are on duty. You will not ever place yourself in such a dangerous situation again! You will drive two miles below the speed limit or face the consequences. You will wear your seat belt at all times. Do I make myself clear?”
Mandy had lost track of the number of times his hard hand had fallen across her upturned backside. The sting it had left in its wake was awesome. She wouldn’t sit for days and days.
She writhed over his lap as his hand continued to fall without mercy, “Owwww…I’m sorreee! Please stop!”
Derrick continued to spank the delightful bottom bouncing so delightfully under his hand until it was scarlet.
Mandy began to cry falling limply over his knee as she accepted her punishment. It had definitely not been one of her better ideas to try to cause him so much grief.
Another sharp swat brought her attention back to the matter at hand.
“I asked if I’d made myself clear young lady?” he asked sternly.
“Yes Sir!!!! Crystal! I’ll be good as gold I promise,” she said softly.
“Good,” he stood her on her feet before him and helped her to straighten her clothing. “If I ever have to stop you for speeding again you’ll get a sore bottom to go with the ticket.”
“Yes sir,” Mandy stammered as she looked up into his stern blue eyes. She’d never noticed how handsome he was before. A little thrill raced through her when he smiled and wiped a tear from her cheek with one gloved finger.
She frowned when he pulled his ticket book from his pocket and began writing.
“You’re giving me another ticket?”
He just grinned and handed it to her. “It should be a crime for such a little trouble maker to be as cute as you are.”
Mandy grinned as she read the ticket. ‘You are hereby ordered to present yourself promptly at seven this evening for a dinner date with Officer Derrick Dawson.’
A becoming blush filled her cheeks as she looked up at him with a shy smile. “I’d love to.”
Derrick laughed. “It wasn’t a question.”