Here's a story that may help you pooners out there in dealing with LE:
TWICE I was stopped with 2 different female friends in my car. No, they were not SW. We were already parked at the top of Queen E park. I've never been stopped before. The first time it was with a stripper I was taking home. The second it was a girl I met at a pub. Both times I was parked with them making out. Both times LE came by and decided to have a look at what was going on inside. Both times my windows were completely fogged up, and both times, after an extensive interview, they told me to take the girl to a more private location.
Each time, this happened: 1) They pull up behind your car with lights on, and stop right behind you. 2) the office gets out and shines a flashlight into the driver's side window. 3) they shine the light at your face, her face, her body, and directly into your crotch. 4) they ask for your identification and car papers. 5) they ask you if you know her, ask her name, her address, how you know her, what you are doing. 6) they then get her out of the car, and walk her a fair distance away and ask her these questions: her name, her address, how she knows you, what you are doing, where you met before getting into the car. 7) they look her up and down to see how she is dressed (both times the friend in question was dressed sexy), 8) they ask for her id, and hopefully she is able to produce it, 9) they ask to look in her purse, presumably looking for what you might be able to guess, 10) they look in her eyes, to see if she is high.
Both times my friends did not have id: the stripper was not in the habit of carrying id, and the foreigner was not carrying her passport. Both times I was grilled with repetitive questions and questions in great detail about my association with them, of which I could provide virtually no details about where they lived, what their real names were (as far as I knew), etc. Both times we were a bit undressed, but not enough we could not button ourselves up between the car arriving behind us and the officer getting out. If in fact we were exposed at all when the officer shone the light in, I think there would have been greater trouble. Luckily the stripper had no drugs on her, and of course the cute foreign girl was probably totally clean her whole life.
After 15 - 20 minutes of interrogation, we were told to go indoors and not to make out in public.
This experience serves to illustrate a few things: a) you are going to be asked incriminating questions as though you were with a SW - this is what they are looking for, b) making out with your gf in the privacy of your car, as you were able to do only a few years ago in well-known make-out spots, is now prohibited, c) if you pick up a girl at a bar or wherever you may be, you better get to know her details well before you start anything with her. Had I not known anything about these girls, I probably would have been in trouble. This can be difficult, as I often go to night clubs, pubs, strip joints, etc. to pick up girls, and get heavy with them before reaching home. It is awkward to get "name,place,etc." out of the way when you are in hot pursuit of pussy. Of course, the cops don't give a damn who you're with, and would have charged me on the flimsiest evidence that there was any consideration taken for sexual activity. Of course, there was none. d) Lastly, I think I did not get into any trouble simply because the demeanor of my female friends served to show an "innocent" situation.
TWICE I was stopped with 2 different female friends in my car. No, they were not SW. We were already parked at the top of Queen E park. I've never been stopped before. The first time it was with a stripper I was taking home. The second it was a girl I met at a pub. Both times I was parked with them making out. Both times LE came by and decided to have a look at what was going on inside. Both times my windows were completely fogged up, and both times, after an extensive interview, they told me to take the girl to a more private location.
Each time, this happened: 1) They pull up behind your car with lights on, and stop right behind you. 2) the office gets out and shines a flashlight into the driver's side window. 3) they shine the light at your face, her face, her body, and directly into your crotch. 4) they ask for your identification and car papers. 5) they ask you if you know her, ask her name, her address, how you know her, what you are doing. 6) they then get her out of the car, and walk her a fair distance away and ask her these questions: her name, her address, how she knows you, what you are doing, where you met before getting into the car. 7) they look her up and down to see how she is dressed (both times the friend in question was dressed sexy), 8) they ask for her id, and hopefully she is able to produce it, 9) they ask to look in her purse, presumably looking for what you might be able to guess, 10) they look in her eyes, to see if she is high.
Both times my friends did not have id: the stripper was not in the habit of carrying id, and the foreigner was not carrying her passport. Both times I was grilled with repetitive questions and questions in great detail about my association with them, of which I could provide virtually no details about where they lived, what their real names were (as far as I knew), etc. Both times we were a bit undressed, but not enough we could not button ourselves up between the car arriving behind us and the officer getting out. If in fact we were exposed at all when the officer shone the light in, I think there would have been greater trouble. Luckily the stripper had no drugs on her, and of course the cute foreign girl was probably totally clean her whole life.
After 15 - 20 minutes of interrogation, we were told to go indoors and not to make out in public.
This experience serves to illustrate a few things: a) you are going to be asked incriminating questions as though you were with a SW - this is what they are looking for, b) making out with your gf in the privacy of your car, as you were able to do only a few years ago in well-known make-out spots, is now prohibited, c) if you pick up a girl at a bar or wherever you may be, you better get to know her details well before you start anything with her. Had I not known anything about these girls, I probably would have been in trouble. This can be difficult, as I often go to night clubs, pubs, strip joints, etc. to pick up girls, and get heavy with them before reaching home. It is awkward to get "name,place,etc." out of the way when you are in hot pursuit of pussy. Of course, the cops don't give a damn who you're with, and would have charged me on the flimsiest evidence that there was any consideration taken for sexual activity. Of course, there was none. d) Lastly, I think I did not get into any trouble simply because the demeanor of my female friends served to show an "innocent" situation.