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[doll-revolution.livejournal.com]

okay, so i'm no dira or speranza; i still have delusions of grandeur with the best of them.



I know that most people don’t think I’m that good of a detective, but I passed the exam on my first try, and you don’t do that on good looks alone.

And hell, one of the things that drives most cops is that they want to know things. At least that’s true for me, so I don’t really care what the hell they say about Fraser the Pure, straight guys just do not go into bathroom stalls with other guys, privacy be dammed.

I mean, they just don’t.

So I try to talk to Huey, and Jimmy the Uniform, and Spinoza out of Vice, and they all kind of grin like they’re waiting for the punch line. Except there isn’t any, and the smiles bleed off their faces, and I get the pitying looks, and Huey puts his arm over my shoulder and tells me how wrong I am.

I get the whole spiel- Victoria the Bitch, and Janet and maybe even Tracy, and my god, Dewey, he blushes when Frannie talks to him. It’s just not possible, they say.

They don’t seem to have any problem believing it about Kowalski, though.

Still, I know what I know, and what, they don’t have bisexuals up in Canada?

So one night I come in real late, and drill holes in all the stalls, and set up those little cameras they’re always advertising in my email. And they work real well, let me tell you, although god forbid I should ever see Welsh pissing again.

But, one time. . .well, it was all wet, open mouths, and hands framing and ecstatic face, and suction and heat and lust, quick strong thrusts, short and sweet and powerful. It was fast and messy and hot as hell.

I had expected that -- I mean, two guys in the same stall, what do you think? But I didn’t expect the thumb gently tracing swollen lips, the laughter, the slow languid, kisses, the hands stroking gently down the spine.

Or the comfort, the. . .rightness of it all.

I watched it two, three times, and I felt kind of scummy. It’s not just something they do; they’re in love, I think.

This morning, I burned the tape in the station wastebasket, and it set off the sprinklers, and I let everyone tease me without saying a damn word. Like I said – I’m the kind of guy who likes to know things. And now I know. That’s good enough for me.

Comments

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[ajinamoto.livejournal.com]

No need to be so modest. Your snippet was very good as well. I enjoyed it. Hey, I can't even write. Well, I stopped trying.

Hmmm, I'm liking this voyeur thing. Yes, indeed.

[reginagiraffe]

But I didn’t expect the thumb gently tracing swollen lips, the laughter, the slow languid, kisses, the hands stroking gently down the spine.

mmmmmmmmmm, yum.

This was wonderful.

[dsudis.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, very fine. Dangerboys and Dewey!

Also: It’s not just something they do... guh.

[dracostella.livejournal.com]

This morning, I burned the tape in the station wastebasket, and it set off the sprinklers, and I let everyone tease me without saying a damn word. Like I said – I’m the kind of guy who likes to know things. And now I know. That’s good enough for me.

I have never ever gotten warm fuzzies from Dewey before. I find this strangely comforting and disturbing.

*post, livejournal, post damn it*

[the-star-fish.livejournal.com]

Wow. Very cool. I'm impressed.

[tobyfan.livejournal.com]

I really like this. Great build up and yummy descriptions.

[thermidor.livejournal.com]

Delusions? Hah! That was great, doll!

[cesperanza.livejournal.com]

I kind of want to know more about this Dewey. Except there isn’t any, and the smiles bleed off their faces, and I get the pitying looks, and Huey puts his arm over my shoulder and tells me how wrong I am. Is the pity because Dewey's incompetent and wrong in his deductions? Or is it something more...does Dewey also have a crush on Fraser? That seems to me the great, unanswered question here--because the cameras and this great urge to know if there are bisexuals in Canada has to come from somewhere, and it doesn't seem like a spiteful place, so is it a loving place? an identifying place? What's driving Dewey?

Anyone want to weigh in on the issue?

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[yeungmaisu.livejournal.com]

Doll, this is both beautifully moving and realized, with great sympathy for an often underdeveloped Dewey. I found out what I really wanted to discover was more about him - so promise me, you'll write more about Tom and often. Thanks so much for posting this.