He asked the driver to exit, then he asked me and the other passenger to come out of the car as well. We put our hands behind our heads and he frisked us. I can't say I was afraid or even mad. It was kinda cool actually. Unlike him, I knew that we were just a couple of Mormon boys from Utah. He wouldn't find any drugs or booze in our car.On the drive home we laughed and talked about how fun that little escapade was. I realized that it would've have likely been a different story had we been drinking or using drugs like perhaps other kids our age would've been doing around a campfire.
When you are doing what's right you've got nothing to worry about, you can enjoy life!

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