Feb 16 '01 #1

I'm at a party. The apartment is on the first floor. I'm dressed nicely. Everything's going well, there's a lot of people with weed, myself included. I'm sitting on a love seat. All of a sudden these two people come in and say they are the police. I stuff my sack into the crack of the love seat and continue writing something. Then the two cops start harassing people, so I'm trying to get their names. It's one man and one woman. The man is standing to my side when some others return to the party. One guy walks up to the cop to kiss him, mistaking him for his boyfriend, but stops short realizing he is not his boyfriend. Then the male cop sits next to me and starts harassing me and touching me.
I just squirm around and I don't say anything or move. Soon it begins to get light out and the male cop says that they need to get going. When they leave I look out the window and see that they weren't even cops. They drive away in a white van, maybe a cleaning or repair van.