Caught in a random breath test
Return to DiscussionsI sometimes drive between work and home without pants or jocks and on one trip after night shift, so it was about 2 in the afternoon on a back road about 10k from home, there is a cop doing RBT'S and he pulls me over. I am the only car on the road, so I quickly grabbed my shorts and put them over my lap before he got to my car. I don't think he realised what I had done as he didn't say anything. I passed the test and was to proceed with a bit of a heart flutter!!
Similar happened to me quite a few years back when living at Slade Point in Mackay.
Used to live on Ocean Avenue and the GF at the time & I would jump in the 4x4 on weekends and drive off the end of Pacific Avenue past what was then the new Sea Breeze Tavern and head down through the dunes and beach halfway towards the harbour. We'd spend the day there naked and frolic and sunbath in the dunes and have a swim. Leisurely time, esky full of cold beer, prawns and southern comfort.
On this particular Sunday we packed up and jumped in the open top Suzuki 4x4 and started to head for home. We usually drove home naked in the car as a bit of a lark as neither of us were at all prudish in any way and back in those days Slade Point was a pretty sleepy backwater and it was only a 5 minute drive on the road back to home.
Well on this Sunday, unbeknowns to me, one of the local coppers had decided to park himself down the road from the new Seabreeze Tavern and do random breath tests on people leaving the Tavern.
As the copper stepped out onto the road to hail me down, the GF saw him and frantically started reaching behind the seats trying to grab the large beach towel, which fortunately she managed to do but not before I had reached the copper and virtually come to a stop.
At this point all the copper could do was stare at the GF's still not yet covered boobs which were of an ample size on a slim body. Anyway she managed to pull the towel over herself and throw the other end of it over my waist and legs.
I happened to know the copper, only casually, having met him a few times around town and he set forth with a verbal berating, the likes of which I didn't think he had in him. Threats of arresting us for indecent exposure, being in control of a motor vehicle in unsatisfactory attire, and what would people think of me if the saw me naked in a car in a public place, and on and on and on he went.
Finally he told us to keep ourselves covered and get out of there and go straight home and he said " Don't let me see you here next weekend".
Being the cheeky bastard that I am, I said " Are you going to breath test me" which got me a punch in the ribs from the GF. He said "fuck off, I know you'll be under the limit, you always are."
Two months later I was dating his sister, but that's a tale for another day.
True story.