with the phone cord nervously.
"I can't wait to get my hands on you. You are absolutely fantastic."
"Wow. I never thought I was."
"You are. Believe me. You lift weights, right?"
"Yeah ... a little."
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"A little," Robbie answered with skepticism in his voice.
"How much you bench press?"
"Two-eighty. Forget that. So, Monday night? After shift?
You want me to stop by?"
"I do. There's a parking garage under the building. As you get close, call me and I'll open the gate for you and show you where to park."
"Oh. Cool. Should I bring anything? Beer?"
"Beer ... rubbers ... lube ... and whatever else you like."
"Christ, I have to buy lube?" Dave laughed. "You buy the lube, I'll get the rubbers."
"Okay, babe. I know this is your first time."
"Not my first."
"No? You ever have a boyfriend before?"
Hating to be wrong about something like this, Dave didn't answer.
After a pause Robbie said, "You've had sex with women, you mean."
"Yes. That's what I meant. Stop reading my damn mind!"
Dave laughed again.
"I'll bet you can read mine."
At the seductive nature of the comment, Dave replied,
"Yeah. You want my cock."
"See. It's not that hard is it?"
"Wrong. It's very hard." When he heard Robbie burst out laughing on the other end, he wanted him tonight. Now.
"I would come, babe, but I'm very tired."
"Stop it!" Dave teased. "You know this can be very dangerous!"
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"I promise I won't intrude on your deepest darkest thoughts. Or at least I won't tell you about them."
"On that note," Dave smiled as he said, "Good night, Agent Taylor. See you Monday night."
"I'll be there. Hopefully we won't meet up at another scene earlier, but if we do, so be it."
Cringing at going to yet another massacre of a young man, Dave's good mood vanished. "Hopefully not."
"Don't worry. You won't dream about it. Get some sleep."
"Thanks. See ya soon." He hung up and stared at the phone. "I better not dream about it," he warned himself. Then he reclined again on the sofa and stared at the idiot box, trying not to think dreadful thoughts.
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Chapter Three
"What was the deal about the word 'dragon'?" Officer Kurosawa asked Dave while they were seated in the roll call room together.
"No clue, Lisa. It was really fucking gross. I can't even think about it."
She leaned on his arm as he rested his elbows on the table. "I heard what they think he wrote it with. That's not for real is it?"
He cringed.
When she read his reaction she did as well. "No!"
"I told you it was gross."
"What the hell is wrong with this guy? Why does he hate these boys so much?"
"Well, it's supposedly shows hatred for himself, or something like that. I don't know. I'm no psychology major."
"You poor guy. I can't believe you keep getting primary on them all. You want me to take the next one? I mean, saying there will be one."
"It's all happening in my district. It's my problem."
"Oh, shut up. Your problem." She hit him, then blinked her eyes. "Wow. You're solid as a rock, David! Geezus! How did you get so big?"
He smiled sweetly at her and asked, "How come you're so petite?"
"Genetics!" she laughed, then smiled wryly at him. "No fair. You go to the gym."
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"So. So do you."
"Yeah, but I can't look like that. I'd look silly."
When she flexed her arm Dave pinched her tiny biceps muscle, humoring her. "Wow. Big strong girl!"
"Shut up!" she said again, laughing, then smacked his arm and it made a thud like she hit concrete. "Geez, Dave. I'm glad you're there to back me up!"
"Any time you need me, Lis, you just call." He winked at her.
"Oh? For any reason?"
"Down girl," he smiled sweetly, then he nodded to the front of the room. "Roll call is starting."
Two sergeants came in, then to his absolute astonishment, the three federal agents came in behind them. When he made eye contact with Robbie, they both made slight facial movements to
"I can't wait to get my hands on you. You are absolutely fantastic."
"Wow. I never thought I was."
"You are. Believe me. You lift weights, right?"
"Yeah ... a little."
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Naked Dragon
by G.A. Hauser
"A little," Robbie answered with skepticism in his voice.
"How much you bench press?"
"Two-eighty. Forget that. So, Monday night? After shift?
You want me to stop by?"
"I do. There's a parking garage under the building. As you get close, call me and I'll open the gate for you and show you where to park."
"Oh. Cool. Should I bring anything? Beer?"
"Beer ... rubbers ... lube ... and whatever else you like."
"Christ, I have to buy lube?" Dave laughed. "You buy the lube, I'll get the rubbers."
"Okay, babe. I know this is your first time."
"Not my first."
"No? You ever have a boyfriend before?"
Hating to be wrong about something like this, Dave didn't answer.
After a pause Robbie said, "You've had sex with women, you mean."
"Yes. That's what I meant. Stop reading my damn mind!"
Dave laughed again.
"I'll bet you can read mine."
At the seductive nature of the comment, Dave replied,
"Yeah. You want my cock."
"See. It's not that hard is it?"
"Wrong. It's very hard." When he heard Robbie burst out laughing on the other end, he wanted him tonight. Now.
"I would come, babe, but I'm very tired."
"Stop it!" Dave teased. "You know this can be very dangerous!"
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Naked Dragon
by G.A. Hauser
"I promise I won't intrude on your deepest darkest thoughts. Or at least I won't tell you about them."
"On that note," Dave smiled as he said, "Good night, Agent Taylor. See you Monday night."
"I'll be there. Hopefully we won't meet up at another scene earlier, but if we do, so be it."
Cringing at going to yet another massacre of a young man, Dave's good mood vanished. "Hopefully not."
"Don't worry. You won't dream about it. Get some sleep."
"Thanks. See ya soon." He hung up and stared at the phone. "I better not dream about it," he warned himself. Then he reclined again on the sofa and stared at the idiot box, trying not to think dreadful thoughts.
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Naked Dragon
by G.A. Hauser
Chapter Three
"What was the deal about the word 'dragon'?" Officer Kurosawa asked Dave while they were seated in the roll call room together.
"No clue, Lisa. It was really fucking gross. I can't even think about it."
She leaned on his arm as he rested his elbows on the table. "I heard what they think he wrote it with. That's not for real is it?"
He cringed.
When she read his reaction she did as well. "No!"
"I told you it was gross."
"What the hell is wrong with this guy? Why does he hate these boys so much?"
"Well, it's supposedly shows hatred for himself, or something like that. I don't know. I'm no psychology major."
"You poor guy. I can't believe you keep getting primary on them all. You want me to take the next one? I mean, saying there will be one."
"It's all happening in my district. It's my problem."
"Oh, shut up. Your problem." She hit him, then blinked her eyes. "Wow. You're solid as a rock, David! Geezus! How did you get so big?"
He smiled sweetly at her and asked, "How come you're so petite?"
"Genetics!" she laughed, then smiled wryly at him. "No fair. You go to the gym."
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Naked Dragon
by G.A. Hauser
"So. So do you."
"Yeah, but I can't look like that. I'd look silly."
When she flexed her arm Dave pinched her tiny biceps muscle, humoring her. "Wow. Big strong girl!"
"Shut up!" she said again, laughing, then smacked his arm and it made a thud like she hit concrete. "Geez, Dave. I'm glad you're there to back me up!"
"Any time you need me, Lis, you just call." He winked at her.
"Oh? For any reason?"
"Down girl," he smiled sweetly, then he nodded to the front of the room. "Roll call is starting."
Two sergeants came in, then to his absolute astonishment, the three federal agents came in behind them. When he made eye contact with Robbie, they both made slight facial movements to
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