there's a story that i've been waiting to post for a while but it never feels like the right time. i'll bust it out today in celebration of my one year anniversary with the girl its about.
my girlfriend is an actress (plays and stuff, not movies) and called me one night around eight o'clock to pick her up from a rehearsal. niether of us had any money on our person so there wasnt much to do, so i drove down to the beach to hang out until we though something up. we hung out in the car for a while since it was february and cold on the jersey shore so push came to shove and we started banging in my front seat with her on top and myself sitting just as though i were driving and i was checking the rearview mirror every minute or so to make sure we were alone. around nine fifteen i was feeling good, definitely the longest id ever lasted at that point, and i was holding her from the bottom. things were feeling wetter than usual but i disregarded it as and figured it was from how long things had been going for. a few minutes later i checked the rearview and this was when i saw a blacked out car with some extra bright lights cruise by extra slowly. i've always been paranoid of cops and suddenly had a huge pit in my stomach. the car slowed down, turned on its lights and k turned right behind us as i threw my girlfriend off of me and we scrambled to get our clothes back on.
in our mad dash to get dressed she had put on her pants and my thrasher sweatshirt that was ten sizes too big for her and left me with just shoes, socks and jeans due to my lack of foresight and habit of wearing sweatshirts without a shirt underneath. here i am, shirtless and out of breath, when an officer comes and knocks on my window. we talk for a while and he was actually pretty cool and didnt give us any trouble, just told us to get out of there and not be such idiots in the future and half jokingly asked my girl if i was holding her against her will. we collected ourselves and headed over to my friends house to hang out for a while and on the way out i realized that there was some dark brown grime all over my hands. i washed it off and brought my lady home. when i got home and turned my car off the interior lights came on and i got up to notice an enormous bloodstain on my front seat, and another on the back of my pants from sitting on it all night.
turns out she had her period while we were fucking just before the cop came. i guess this isnt as awkward as a lot of other stories but i kind of thought it was worth sharing.