+Jessica's Choices/I take you to the police station, if they find any substances on you, you’ll go to a correctional institute.
From Create Your Own Story
Jessica begins sobbing now “but I haven’t done anything wrong” “I” “I haven’t done anything”
Well you’ll have nothing to hide then will you George explains in a reassuring voice.
Jessica stares looking out the window, “but I, I didn’t do anything” she begins, “I Ihaven’t done anything wrong!” she shouted, “I never want to go back to that house!” she reinforced.
“Well then Miss Stanhead, we will need to go to the police station?” “that is of course if you would rather I searched you?”
Jessica practically vomits in her mouth at the thought of George with his huge disgusting hands on her body which she finds it hard to show her displeasure at this thought.
George noticed this and instantly turns the engine back on and turns into the road whilst punching in a code on his GPS tracker and taking the next exit.
40 further minutes driving in the increasing heat with no communication between Jessica or George they both found themselves in a small town lined with trees and bespoke little shops, the kind of town Jessica dreamed about when she was younger
George pulled to the front of the police station and exited the car locking the car behind him and entering the station .
Jessica sat with the heat of the sun shining through the front window causing her hair to look very wet now and her clothing uncomfortably tight due to her sweating.
People begin walking passed the car and looking into the car followed by a female police officer walking out of the entrance and looking into the car causing Jessica to become increasingly embarrassed.
The car unlocks from the police officer pointing to the car and walking toward the vehicle which startles Jessica but she begins to open the door and climb out when she hears the officer shouting at the top of her lungs “We’ve got a runner!” “miss get on the ground NOW!” Jessica confused looks around not expecting the officer to be speaking to her until she catches the sunlight hitting off the taser gun now pointed at her.
“OH MY GOD!” Jessica shrieks dazed by this gun pointed at her.
“I didn’t mean to I didn’t know I don’t know anything I’m not going anywhere” Jessica shouts almost audibly sobbing and confused.
The officer now with her finger poised at the trigger shouting in between Jessica’s shrieks “GET ON THE GROUND” “GET ON THE FUCKING GROUNG” then unleashes the taser right at Jessica’s chest, ripping right through her top and into her bra, Jessica’s bra saves her breast from being punctured by the taser spikes but getting lodged in her saviour garment directly over her right nipple and breast tissue. Instantly Jessica falls to the ground shaking from the volts of electricity coursing through her entire body spitting from her mouth.
Jessica is quickly unconscious and the officer makes her job on detaining the helpless girl. Leaning forward the officer tried to release the taser spikes but although they tore through her top they have become lodged in her bra. Without thinking to hard about it the officer pulls a pen knife from her back pocket and removes both bra straps with ease before pulling the front of her stricken preys top down exposing the front of her bra and cutting through the middle of both cups disposing of the now ruined garment by the side of the road allowing Jessica’s breasts to bathe freely in the warm air. Content that she can now cuff Jessica from behind without causing any body harm with the taser spikes removed, Jessica is rolled onto her front and both hands brought around her back.
With the movement Jessica wakes to a tremendous thumping pain in her chest and attempts to bring her hands to feel.
“HOLD Still!” Jessica is order but still feeling dazed and confused she continues to bring her hand around the front of her chest.
“I said hold still” the officer snarls through gritted teeth leaning down next to Jessica’s ear.
“wha? I don’t understa” Jessica is refrained from saying anything else as the wind from her lungs is knocked out of her as the officer using Jessica as a springboard sinks her knee directly into her side which results in her screaming in pain and incoherently muttering.
The officer takes advantage of this and whilst placing her knee into the small of Jessica’s back she roughly cuffs her wrists together.
Jessica is then hoisted up by her shoulders and thrown into the car backwards, still crippled by the pain in her side Jessica doesn’t notice that the neck line of her top is under both breasts and that she has no bra on.
