I know it sounds bad, but thats how it is. It’s the only way to get around in this world is to manipulate. The officer is quiet for a second, which means he’s thinking about it.

“Only if it’s the best,” he says. I’m taken aback at his acceptance, but am glad that I have a way to get out of this, “And it only works to get you out of this.”

Shit.

“What about my friend here?” I ask stupidly.

“Well, ma’am you said to prove that you didn’t have the drugs, not him,” The sneaky bastard.

“How can I get him out of it?” I ask. Ethan stays quiet, looking into space.

“There will be bail, but how you get the money is your problem,” the officer says as he pulls over into an empty parking lot. He turns off the car and opens his door. I’m shaking inside, but I have to play it cool. I’m not going to jail. He opens my door and stretches his arm out to help me out. As soon as I get out, he slams the door to make sure Ethan doesn’t get out.

Then he starts to unzip his pants and pops out his dick.