I was writing up my report when she started crying in the back seat. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes "I can't go to jail, the tabloids will... have a field day with this" she said as she lowered her head. "I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm only doing my job. I wish there was some way to help you, but I can't" I told her as I finished writing up my report. "Come on, are you sure there's nothing you can do officer? I'd do anything to get out of this" she said, fighting back more tears. A wicked. I got a lot of looks, but no definitive movement towards the good fucking I wanted to cap off my night. Walking back into the Grand Gaming Salon, I figured it would be best to repeat my slot machine process, get a drink, and see what happened.I slid a few dollar bills into a slot machine and waited for the waitress. She came, I ordered, and a few minutes later had a fresh Cosmo in my hand.I walked around most of the room, flaunting my assets, casually licking my lips and shaking my hair. I. But I wouldnt even know how to initiate that conversation. Hey, Justin, want to fuck me? Sure, lets just come out and say it like that. He would laugh at me. Show him signs that you want to do it, Amy said. Let him come home to find you lying in bed in a little sexy negligee. Put a condom by the bed. Do something to let him know youre interested! Christ, you cant expect him to read your mind. Read my mind? Geez, Amy, I didnt know you could. What makes you think I want to do anything with him. I fired up the engines. I’d never seen what waterspouts could do to a boat but I was fairly certain I wouldn’t like it. I’d estimated 5 miles and maybe 10 minutes before the black ... okay ... extremely dark gray storm wall hit us.Mostly, I forgot about storms and what they do to the wind. Okay ... so I was worried about other things ... the closer the storm got ... Yikes! The wind went from dead ahead to dead astern ... I was no longer steering into the wind... Flint was pushed into the storm.