AstroGlide Episode 2

Day 1,766, 19:17 Published in USA USA by Jon Malcom
Previously on AstroGlide:
"His name was Jonathan Astro and coincidentally he was an astronaut."

"Sabrina Glide a stripper who needed help after being wrongfully convicted of being a prostitute. She decided to help the NYPD after a plea deal where she goes free after twelve months of service."

"May I help you?" I asked.

"Yeah, show me the door."



"Hey buckle up." I said as Sabrina got in the Ford Crown Victoria.

"Buckle yourself up." She dug through her purse.
"Listen we're the cops, we have to at least pretend to enforce the law, now please buckle up Sabrina." She slid the buckle in and I was smiling as I heard the little click. "I know I may sound like a douche bag but my life has been built around following small procedures that kept me safe."
Of course my smile dissipated as I turned to look straight into her middle finger. She got a satisfied look on her face as I sighed and put the car into drive.

"So what did you do before this crappy job?" She asked.
"Long story really I was an-" Suddenly the radio crackled to life "Unit 234 we have a 476 in progress on Davis and West Pioneer Streets."
"Umm copy." I had no clue what a 476 was but I was prepared.

"Alright, hold on."
"Wait, can I hit the sirens?"
"What?" I looked at her.
"I've always wanted to hit the sirens on a cop car, can I hit the sirens?"
"Yeah sure." I drove, sirens on, and tried not to smile at some people's ability to get a childlike satisfaction over the smallest things.



"Ok sir you cannot cut off the wheel lock." I guess my standing over him kinda shocked the guy.

He stood up and kept on standing up. He had to be at least seven feet tall.
"What the hell did you say to me?" I could smell the anchovies on his breath.
"He said you can't cut that wheel lock off." Sabrina was next me.
"How you doing gorgeous? He looked at her and his face softened a little. If you looked at a body like Sabrina's, small waste, brunette, and a an amazing smile how could you not smile a little?
"Well I aint got the money to pay for stupid ticket."
I cleared my throat "Well then you'll have to call-"
"Don't worry about it, we'll take it off for free this time." She looked at me as if to say you want to fight this guy?
"Yeah, I'll get the keys."
"Much obliged." He tipped his head in our direction.

"Hey honey what say you and me go for a drink later?" He looked at her.
"Well if you can't afford to get a damn tire lock off your car what makes you think you can afford me?" She stifled a laugh, "good try though, I'll be in the car Jon."

Five minutes later I slid into the car. "That was good, real good."
"To protect and serve baby." She yawned.
I stomped on the gas pedal and threw her back into the seat.
"Always buckle up."
She looked at me "bastard".


I knew this was going to be good.


Ending credits song.