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I am used to being exceptionally stopped by police out of curiosity for a better chance for them to see my Porsche up close or to answer few questions about it before allowing me to go.

This time it was different !

As I was tonight driving back home after having late dinner :crazy: I reached a police checkpoint. The checkpoint had more than twenty policeman controlling screening the passing cars on both sides of the road. One policeman asked for my ID, I gave him my driving license. Then he looked at my car and asked if it was mine. Upon my confirmation he asked for the car's registration license then told me to pull over on the side of the road.

He came to the car - as I was standing outside the car waiting for him - and started asking me questions about the car, its max speed, its acceleration, its price, current value... etc. Following every answer he used to compliment the car and its looks. Then he politely asked to see the car from the inside. He just opened the door and looked in with eyes full of passion and admiration. He turned to me and asked me "Do you love your car?". I smiled and answered "more than a husband would love his wife." He answered me with a chuckle as he ran his fingers on the rear curves and his eyes went on registering its lines "Why would a man get married when this car can attract the best women!" His answer surprised me, as I didn't expect it from a policeman coming from a conservative town. But I could see he was madly falling in love with my Mistress.

He asked me if he could see the engine. My answer was "Only if you could find it." He looked at me with suspicious eyes and after few pausing moments he asked me to open the trunk. And I did with the remote control... as he looked in he smiled and said, "I was wrong then it must be in the front". I giggled and opened the hood/bonnet standing still in my place with the remote. He went to the front and opened the hood. He couldn't believe his eyes when he didn't find anything there too. So he looked at me and said, "don't let my colleagues laugh at me. Where is the engine of this car?" I pointed to the side gills behind the door and told him these are the air intakes for the engine. He laid his hand on the car's roof and went on expressing his admiration to Porsche.

He was in his early 40s but in front of my "Mistress" he was just a teenager watching a porn star for the first time. The passing cars' headlights kept on reminding me that I am at a checkpoint with a policeman. But he was in a different world... he was in eden.

I don't usually open up to strangers, let along policemen! But he reminded me when I once was with my father at Porsche service center watching all the Porsche cars behind the glass. I told my father explicitly that seeing these cars is better than sex and is an absolute climax !

I looked at the policeman and offered him to join me for a drive. He got so excited and went to take permission from his boss at the checkpoint 50 meters behind. Then came back running and as he sat in, I told him I hope your boss won't mind. He said, don't worry!

I am not sure if he understood what I meant but that was more than enough for me. As I opened my window I turned off the PSM button, turned on the Sport+ button... and revved the engine to 6000 rpm and launched the car :burnout: with continuous burnout then flirting its tail :drivingskid: as I drove back on the road. Don't ask me how did I did so... I wasn't thinking... but neither was he!

After ten minutes of performance driving I dropped him back to the checkpoint. We exchanged mobile numbers, took my business card and his colleagues went on asking me if they could have a chance too. :banana: But I smiled and drove off with my Mistress back home thanking God for his blessings.

This is a very unusual story... and policemen are not like that here in KSA especially with expats. But I guess tonight one policeman will be having a wet dream! :D

It's late and I should go to bed so I can wake up early for Dawn Prayer then head to work... but here I am writing this dancing / listening to Lady Gaga singing "Bad Romance" ! :kiss:
 

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It's funny how guys are just guys no matter where they live or their political persuasion. ;) Maybe everyone on the planet needs a Cayman and we'd all be happy and peace loving?:crazy:
 

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In Canada, it would have went a little different....
After that test drive in sport plus you put on for the nice police man....he would have smiled, turned to you, and said "now give me your keys, i'm impounding your car for street racing"!! lol.
 
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