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Alright listen, if your currently rock hard stroking your cock keep scrolling and come back to this later lol. STORY TIME! So a few days ago I mentioned riding in a cop car in my underwear, and a lot of you have been asking what the circumstances were behind said story so here’s the scoop. Last Saturday I woke up at 1:30 to go let me puppers out. I have two English bulldogs. They hate me, I love them, whatever. Well it was pretty cold out and sometimes I’ll fall asleep naked on the couch before they come back so being that I didn’t want them to freeze to death I set an alarm. After the alarm was up, one of them was back but the other had not returned yet. I set another alarm and passed back out. The alarm went off a second time, still no second dog. At this point it’s somewhat weird to me because he’s usually back at the door barking to come in. I throw on a little pink thong… why even bother…? And grab my flashlight and go out looking for my guy. Mind you, it’s about 45 degrees out and very windy. I shine my light around my yard checking every corner, no dog. At this point I’m a little panicked. I run out front, still in nothing but a thong (genius) and still no sign of my furry friend. Then an absolute dreadful feeling set in, and I wondered if he fell in the pool. Here I am, 2:00AM, half naked with a pool skimmer trying to find my dog at the bottom of swimming pool because bulldogs of course can’t swim, tears in my eyes, pretty naked, just an awful scene I’m sure. Thankfully, he was not in the pool. But at this point I’m super lost because I have a safety proof pool and a huge wooden fence tightly constructed around the property and I don’t understand how he could have escaped. I finally smartened up and put a jacket on, grabbed some dog food and started driving around the block looking for my meatball with legs. Nothing. I’m heart broken, and it’s cold and dark and I don’t even know what to do at this point. So I go online to post that he’s missing on my neighborhood Facebook page only to find out that someone found him and posted on the page! At 2:30AM! What are the chances?! Except she’s already called the local police department to turn him in as a missing dog and the felon that he basically is. So I leave my house, still in nothing but a jacket and panties and start trekking my ass down the road toward the park of HID headlights that I’m sure is a police cruiser and sure enough it is! The female officer stops and asks me if I happen to be missing my dog and once I explained that I was indeed the person in question she invited me to ride in the back with my guilty little furry friend. So there you have it, I road in the back of a cop car with my dog in my panties and a jacket. OH. And why did he escape? Because the dog at that ladies house down the road is in heat and he wanted to get a piece of that ass. Can’t say I blame him 🤷🏻‍♀️ Pussy rules the world. Thanks for coming to my story time 💕