I am on a business trip in the USA. 2 weeks away from home. I took the chance of being over here and asked for 2 weeks of holiday. Abit of traveling around. Las Vegas... New York... L.A… Disneyland. After 5 days I am now in Orlando. It’s sunny and warm. I know exactly why I am here. I want to see you. You have never told me where you live, so my only chance is to catch you at work, but where do I start.
I pick the next best phone book and start calling into the headquarters, asking for Officer Miller. Eventually I find yours and make my way to it. As I enter it a young cop asks me if he could help me. I can see in his look that he didn’t ask because he wanted to, but because of the clothes I had decided to wear. I am in a short shirt tied under my full breast. A very short skirt that moved slightly with every step I take, and black high heels.
I ask him where I can find your office and he informs me that you aren’t in at the moment, but should return soon. I ask him if its possible to wait in your office and he says no. Not the answer I wanted to hear. I move closer to him. Let my finger run along his chest and ask softly "Please. I will behave!”
He starts sweating and as he answers me he stutters, “I will...ehh...show you the way, m´am". With my hips swaying I follow him. Officers turning to look at me all the way down to your office door. I smile at the young cop and ask him not to inform you that I am waiting in your office. He nods and nearly falls over a chair as he looks over his shoulder at me whilst returning to wherever he belongs.