Wednesday, April 28, 2010
It's No Big Deal
When I was a kid I saw Star Wars 15 times at Westgate Theater. It was like going to church for me. One of the things I remember about that movie was Han Solo and Chewbacca jumping into the cockpit area of the Millenium Falcon and pushing a million buttons as they took off and flew around. I always wondered what all those lights and buttons were. Now that I've been a driver for roughly 24 years, my slide from Neverland has taken hold as I realize Han and Chewie were probably just adjusting the temperature controls, spritzing the windshield to clean it, adjusting their automatic seats, finding a good radio station, adjusting their power mirrors, and resetting their odometer as they were most likely tracking mileage for reimbursement. My sails have lost all air.
Monday, April 26, 2010
It Was A Dark And Stormy...
Day. I had just returned to my county car after meeting with one of my kids at the high school. My co-worker was still inside interrogating her kid. I sat in the car. My mind was blank as I looked around the parking lot. A few feet away, I noticed the car that was facing me. Something was moving inside the car, but I couldn't quite make it out.
Was a small child left alone in the car? Was it a dog? I couldn't quite tell. I watched for a couple minutes. Suddenly with a quick turn, I saw a face. It was a teenage girl. But what was she doing. She looked around, but didn't see me. She disappeared under the dash board. Seconds later her head popped back up, and then down, and then up, and then down. Her head movement became faster and faster.
"What the Hell is going on over there," I thought to myself. Her head would pop up periodically to look around and then go back down, and up, and down. After a couple minutes of this she straddled the driver's seat. I thought maybe she was looking for something lost in the car. And then I saw another pair of hands rise up and grab her, pulling her toward the seat. It was at this moment I realized she was screwing whoever it was that belonged to those hands as her ass began bouncing up and down against the seat.
I got on my cell phone and called inside to the school, requesting campus security. A woman's voice answered. "Is this security," I asked?
"No, they're busy, but how can I help you?"
"Well, I'm from the Juvenile Department, and I'm sitting out in your parking lot. It appears I've discovered a couple of your students having sex in a car out here. You might want to get a campus monitor out here." I gave a description of where I was and what car they were in. I sat and monitored the situation for a bit.
A few minutes later, her head popped up as it had been doing throughout the situation. She spotted me. She quickly dropped down below the dash board. I could see her slide off of her victim. They both sat motionless. Then, her head peered just above the dashboard. I pretended to be talking on my phone and looking away. Her head would dip back down, and his would pop up. Then both their heads went down. My co-worker hopped into the car.
"Ok, don't look up. Just keep doing what you're doing, but when you do look up, take a look at the car parked in front of us. They were just totally doing it. Campus security is on the way out." We both sat there and pretended that we were making phone calls. The two heads popped up and down to see if we had left yet.
There was a knock on their window as a security team member came to end the situation. I finally got a look at the young man with his hoodie pulled over his head. The girl looked a bit mortified. The monitor directed the girl out of the car and seemed to signal for the young man to leave the campus. We backed up as the girl got out of the car. I passed the security guard and gave her a smile and a wink. One less child would be conceived this day. My job here was done.
Was a small child left alone in the car? Was it a dog? I couldn't quite tell. I watched for a couple minutes. Suddenly with a quick turn, I saw a face. It was a teenage girl. But what was she doing. She looked around, but didn't see me. She disappeared under the dash board. Seconds later her head popped back up, and then down, and then up, and then down. Her head movement became faster and faster.
"What the Hell is going on over there," I thought to myself. Her head would pop up periodically to look around and then go back down, and up, and down. After a couple minutes of this she straddled the driver's seat. I thought maybe she was looking for something lost in the car. And then I saw another pair of hands rise up and grab her, pulling her toward the seat. It was at this moment I realized she was screwing whoever it was that belonged to those hands as her ass began bouncing up and down against the seat.
I got on my cell phone and called inside to the school, requesting campus security. A woman's voice answered. "Is this security," I asked?
"No, they're busy, but how can I help you?"
"Well, I'm from the Juvenile Department, and I'm sitting out in your parking lot. It appears I've discovered a couple of your students having sex in a car out here. You might want to get a campus monitor out here." I gave a description of where I was and what car they were in. I sat and monitored the situation for a bit.
A few minutes later, her head popped up as it had been doing throughout the situation. She spotted me. She quickly dropped down below the dash board. I could see her slide off of her victim. They both sat motionless. Then, her head peered just above the dashboard. I pretended to be talking on my phone and looking away. Her head would dip back down, and his would pop up. Then both their heads went down. My co-worker hopped into the car.
"Ok, don't look up. Just keep doing what you're doing, but when you do look up, take a look at the car parked in front of us. They were just totally doing it. Campus security is on the way out." We both sat there and pretended that we were making phone calls. The two heads popped up and down to see if we had left yet.
There was a knock on their window as a security team member came to end the situation. I finally got a look at the young man with his hoodie pulled over his head. The girl looked a bit mortified. The monitor directed the girl out of the car and seemed to signal for the young man to leave the campus. We backed up as the girl got out of the car. I passed the security guard and gave her a smile and a wink. One less child would be conceived this day. My job here was done.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)