Road trip and a slide from bad recovery to recovery placed in a blender and set to puree! Well hell. The policeperson in question goes by Jill when she’s working. And the uniform is a bright blue, latex number, with stripes and a little tiny, mini-dress and black, skimpy panties. Shiny black boots coming up to just below the knee and big clodhopper heels that were made for stomping on parts screaming extreme sensitivity.
Okay so the police brutality was negotiated…and it comes in the package of a little mom of 3 who I’ve known for neary 7 or 8 years…Ultimately she may become a producer/promoter of heavy metal bands in the area…she has the piercings that seem to prove her street cred. Including her “hood” as she so sweetly said.
And actually when all was said and done, my nose and ears were still sacrosanct…Otherwise ….(the narrator’s eyes widened in remembrance).
