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An Officer, a Gentleman and Angel

Not knowing what to do, Adrian did what you’re supposed to if this was a normal fender bender – avoid eye contact as long as possible and inspect the damage. He reached the bumpers and was delighted that the damage was minimal. He felt her approach and from somewhere beneath his open button down collar, he said “I’m terribly sorry. It’s entirely my fault.”

Adrian squatted to inspect her bumper. “I’ll pay for all the repairs” he said. Standing next to him, Angel bent over resting her hands on her knees. Out of the corner of his eye, he could tell that most of her tits were now spilling out of her tank top. He so desperately wanted a second glance but he resisted the urge.

“It’s okay,” she said.

“No. I want to pay.” Adrian replied, still focused on the bumper.

“Of course you’re going to pay!” She said with a wry smile, “I meant its okay to look down my top. You know you want to!” she teased.

Adrian dropped his head, smiled at the ground that seemed laugh at him, then looked up at her. She was grinning and coyly biting her lower lip. And yes, she was bubbling over the cups of her top. She bounced her eyebrows up and down and giggled. “Yeah, this is kinda funny when you think about it” he chuckled. He stood up and introduced himself. She shook his extended hand in mock cordiality. “I’m Angel” she said. Adrian was trying to think of something witty to say to keep this vibe going, when reality returned to him in the form of flashing lights of the approaching black and white cruiser.