Your heart stops as soon as you hear those damn sirens. You pull over and try not to stare too much at the hot police officer who's looking you up and down with bedroom eyes. Do you even know how fast you were going? he asks with a smooth and velvety voice. Almost twenty over. Might have to ticket you for that. You freeze knowing that your parents and your wallet would kill you for yet another speeding ticket. Guess that leaves you with no other choice but to convince him otherwise...