This story is ficticious but in every way a one day fantasy I will fullfil. I am a straight man that is curious. And has a great imagination. Walking out of the gym after a hard days workout. The sweat still beading on my body from the 90* plus temperature outside. I climb into my car, not just any car but a sports car with power to sooth the soul. Red in color it seams to radiate the mood im in, and the temperature outside. I begin to leave and without holding back I just smash the throttle, not letting up 30,40,50,60,70,80...110 till i reached 125mph and the rushing air on my face from the windows being down. I did not start to slow down til i noticed a car a ways in front of me heading my direction. I then began to get on the brakes, but that was to late. It was a grey squad car with gold and blue outlines. Yes it was what I feared, a state cop. He whipped the car around faster than my acceleration to the 125mph. I just went ahead and pulled over. I sat there nervously shaking. The tall dark man got out of the squad car, donned his hat. And yes walked towards my car. He got to the window and asked license, registration and insurance. I could barely hand the needed info to him without dropping the items due to the nervousness really setting in. He looked at me with confidence and told me nothing to worry about. I took a huge sigh of relief as he walked back to his squad car. After a few moments of him sitting there, he stepped out of his car. This time looking into the mirror I noticed something different. He had a smirk on his face and what seamed to me a bulge that was not there before. He handed me the information back to me that I had given him earlier. He ended the trip back to my car with some small talk, about where I was going, where I was coming from. I then told him heading back home from the gym. He then mentioned that was where he was headed till he seen my car buzzing down the street at break neck speeds. He let me off on a warning and told me to come work out with him and a friend tommorrow since he would be there around the same time. I was thinking hey this is a way to get on the good side of the cops. Thinking of this as nothing but an innocent gesture since he did compliment me on the car I was driving. The next day after running a few errands. I found myself showing up at the gym about 2hrs later than I would normally show up. I pulled into the parking lot and there sat 2 squad cars with state trooper emblems on the side. I walked into the gym, checked in and went towards the locker room on my daily reutine. I walked in and started to walk to the side I had a locker at where I kept my belongings while working out. I noticed the police officer that pulled me over the day before. I nodded my head and say hey. He then gestured me to walk that way. I stutter stepped and started heading that way. He said Id like you to meet officer rollins, I shook the hand that engulfed my hand and thought to myself. My gosh these 2 guys are monsters. Officer rollins was standing, I am by no means short 5'11, but his 6'4"-6'5" 240lb muscular frame dwarfed me. Officer carter then stood up with his even more menacing stature, I felt extremely small by him standing at least a good 6'6" 220lbs of lean bulging muscles.