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Highway Patrol
Highway Patrol
It was only by chance he saw the flashing blue and red lights behind
him. As he slowed the car down and turned off the stereo he heard the
siren that had been screeching behind him for almost ten minutes.
The six-foot officer approached the car, his stride casual. When he
arrived at the driver’s side window he stopped, his bugling crotch at eye
level.
Since there were only a few inches between it and his face Will
couldn’t help but notice how the tight beige fabric outlined the officer’s
thick cock and its bulbous head. He could even detect a whiff of crotch
sweat and pheromone. Or was that his own aroma he was inhaling?
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Wayne Mansfield
Highway Patrol © 2009 by Wayne Mansfield
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This book is a work of fiction. Characters, names, places and incidents either are
the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any
resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely
coincidental.
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Cover Art © 2009 by Shirley Burnett
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eBook ISBN: 978-1-926647-49-4
Print ISBN: 978-1-926647-57-9
First eBook Edition * March 2009
First Print Edition * March 2009
Production by Eternal Press
Printed in The United States of America.
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Highway Patrol
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Highway Patrol
Will powered down the empty highway which stretched through the red
sand and saltbush to the horizon. A heat haze shimmered on the tar,
always a few metres ahead of him. The wind whipping his hair about
did nothing to cool his tanned, sweaty skin. Moisture saturated the seat
cover behind him and beneath him. His shorts, the only clothing he
wore, were damp and uncomfortable. The skin between his legs had
turned pink with irritation.
He hated these longs trips. His stereo was his saviour. Dance music
blared out from the speakers that were vibrating with bass. Out here in
the middle of nowhere he could sing his lungs out and there was no-one
to tell him that his voice was off-key.
If only it wasn’t so damned hot!
A short while later Will checked his reflection in the rear vision
mirror, a pastime he was rather fond of. His green eyes stared back at
him, accentuated by the jet black lashes surrounding them, his jet black
eyebrows and the deep tan he had acquired in Baja. His sun-bleached
sandy blonde fringe flew about his face like a flock of doves.
It was only by chance he saw the flashing blue and red lights behind
him. As he slowed the car down and turned off the stereo he heard the
siren that had been screeching behind him for almost ten minutes.
The six-foot officer approached the car, his stride casual. When he
arrived at the driver’s side window he stopped, his bugling crotch at eye
level.
Since there were only a few inches between it and his face Will
couldn’t help but notice how the tight beige fabric outlined the officer’s
thick cock and its bulbous head. He could even detect a whiff of crotch
sweat and pheromone. Or was that his own aroma he was inhaling?
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