Did I ever tell you guys about the time I was working at Oktoberfest at my local German club, and my mom attempted to get me to flirt with this really hot cop? Yeah, that's a thing in my biography.
Once upon a time in Cincinnati, Ohio, late August, 2025, I was working multiple shifts at my local German society. Me and my mom were working in the volunteer check in Booth with our buddies.
I, being the man-loving, romance-starved opportunist I am, stared at the gorgeous Germanic men around me. Everything was normal.
Of course, at any large event such as Oktoberfest, there are bound to be cops, or as I like to call some of them, "Hot Uniformed Alphas" I don't even remember where I first saw. My mom probably spotted him, and pointed him out to me.
I saw him, and I simped like usual. He was definitely Germanic in origin, because me and my mom both found him attractive, and the only short haired men we find attractive are German men, and he looked like one.
The day and evening went on, and I openly thirsted over him in front of my mom, and our pals, because I like being teased about such embarrassing things. I'm very open about who I find handsome and appealing.
Anyway, we were scheduled to work until eleven o'clock at night in another booth - the food booth - and it was loads of fun. Anyway, I forgot to mention the main antagonist of this not-fairy-tale of mine. The president of the club. Kevin.
Kevin is a cantankerous, intelligent older man, who rules the club with an iron fist, and we love (And fear) him for it. He loves to get under my skin, and pick on me. It's all in good fun though. Anyway, he wants me to be an official member of the society, which I will be soon.
The night went on in the heat of August, and Germanic bliss, when Kevin showed up with the police sergeant to "Arrest me for not being a member" Well, my mom thought it would be so funny to go up to the sergeant, and ask who the hot cop was. I begged her not to, but I was beaming on the inside.
