"We got a noise complaint" he said looking at my tear stained face then scanning the living room behind me furniture everywhere. (It did look like a struggle had taken place, damn heavy furniture I thought to myself before looking back to the officer) "I'm sorry, I just moved in and was trying to get everything set up' (remembering the intense pain I was still in tears again began pouring down my face) 'I tripped, fell over the couch landed on my coffee table and I hurt my arm" I said through the tears. 'Okay Miss, sorry to bother you. Careful with that furniture it's a lot bigger than you" he said with a chuckle walking away. ************************************ 20 minutes later Another loud knock on the door, I opened it to find the same cop. "I'm off duty now and I'm here to make sure the furniture doesn't kill you" he said grinning, looking down at me. I'm now painfully aware that i have nothing on but a crop top and panties that say 'Spank me Daddy' on my butt. He walks in closing my door behind him.
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