SCENE opens inside a car late one night. A group of teenagers are headed home from a party. Amy, a shy 18-year-old girl, sits in the backseat beside her best friend Heather. Heather is also 18-years-old but much more mature and flirty than Amy and is occupied by a boy beside her, while another one drives. They all laugh about the party when suddenly, a cop car pulls up behind them and starts flashing its lights. The boy driving tells everyone to be cool and tries to smooth talk the cop when he rolls down the window. But, after reviewing his license and registration, the cop asks the two women to step out of the car. Nervously, they do, and the cop asks them their ages, where they’ve been, and whether thereare any drugs in the car. Heather is quick to say ‘NO’ but Amy grabs her and whispers something in her ear. The cop sees this and turns to her, repeating his question. Nervously, Amy mutters that she thinks there might be something in her friend’s purse. The cop sneers and turns Heather around, handcuffing her. He informs Heather that he is placing her under arrest and that Amy must accompany them. They will both be getting a citation. The cop then tells the boys to hand him the purse and move along, they can retrieve their girlfriends from the precinct in three hours once they’ve been written up. The boys looked shocked but scared and do as they’re told, driving off and leaving the two girls alone with the officer. Amy clutches the purse tightly. The officer leads the two girls into a house. They both look very confused. ‘Where is the police station?’ Amy asks, still clutching the purse. The officer removes Heather’s handcuffs and casually informs them that he just had to stop at home for something first. He hopes they don’t mind and he trusts they won’t go anywhere. He leaves the room. Amy rushes over to Heather, who is still rubbing her wrists after having the cuffs removed. ‘This feels really weird, Heather.’ Amy says. ‘Why would a cop take us to his house? In fact, why did he only arrest us in the first place?’ Heather, looking nervous, snaps at her friend to be cool. She reminds him that they got arrested because she ratted her out about the purse. The cop comes back into the room with some glasses. He offers the girls a drink and invites them to sit down. He removes his gun holder and rests it on the table before asking to see the purse. Amy tries to protest, asking if he needs a warrant to do this. Heather snaps at her again, smiling at the officer and apologizing for her friend. She grabs the purse and opens it on the table, explaining that she may have some pills that she got from her mother but that’s it. The officer spots the pills and asks what kind they are. Heather meekly admits to having amphetamines, pills she took from her mother’s medicine cabinet. The cop shakes his head and puts the bag of pills in his pocket. ‘Two eighteen-year-old girls caught with their mother’s prescriptions,’ he says. ‘Not only will it get you in trouble with the law, but I would imagine your families will both be very disappointed in you when they find out.’ He sips his drink. ‘Do they know you were out late at night with older guys?’ Amy flushes red and puts her head in her hands. Heather admits to the cops that they had both lied to their parents. The cop laughs to himself, taking another sip. He slips his shoes off. ‘You know, the reason I pulled you over in the first place is because we had an alert out on that guy’s license plate!’ Amy turns to her friend in anger and whispers under her breath that she knew those guys were trouble. Heather shrugs her off and looks at the cop. ‘Is there anything we can do to get out of this?’ She asks. The cop sits up and studies them both. Heather tries to look brave while Amy shrinks back on the couch, arms folded. ‘I probably should just get you both down to the station,’ he says. ‘Those guys won’t be back for you tonight, I know their type, so you’ll both probably stay in lockup for a few days before we set a bail hearing.’ Amy starts to cry, while Heather tries to comfort her. She asks the cop again if there is anything they can do. ‘Well,’ the officer says. ‘I am a bit of a freak. What would you be willing to do to get out of this?’ Heather breathes heavily for a moment before muttering that she can suck his dick. Amy grabs her friend and tells her no, she shouldn’t have to do that. Heather tells her it’ll be ok, she will get them out of it. She gets down on her knees in front of the cop and asks again … saying she’ll give him a blowjob if he will let them go. He agrees but only if Amy joins in as well.