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"Okay, how come I always run out of pens?" David Starsky growled as he tried to write with the thrid pen that would not cooperate.
"Having one of those days, are we Starsk?" asked his partner Ken Hutchinson.
"Yeah, and if it continues, I am going home." Starsky answered.
Los Angeles Police Department Police Detective David Starsky was having a bad day. Nothing seemed to be going right. First of all, his alarm did not go off and he overslept. When he tried to take a shower, all he got was cold water. When he and Hutch went out on a call, the Striped Tomato ran out of gas. When he got a flat tire, and he tried to change it, it started to rain.
"Well, I am going down to the supply room to get some stuff. Anything you need, Hutch?"
"Yeah, get me some stuff - pens, pencils, arrest reports, whatever."
"Okay."
Starsky left the squad room and headed down the hall to the supply room. His wife Rosey was working part time doing stock there. Rosey was Starsky's former girl friend Rosey Malone, and the former Rosey Malone. She had met Starsky about a year before because Starsky and Hutch were working on the Frank Malone case. Frank Malone had been subpeoned to give evidence reparding syndicate activities in the city. Behind closed doors he gave evidence, but in public he pleaded the Fifth. Starsky had met Rosey when he was out jogging one day with Hutch. Within two days, they had fallen in love. Frank Malone along with Rosey had fled to Mexico to avoid reprocussion if word had gotten out what he had done. Rosey returned to LA six months later because she could not bear the thought of living the rest of her life without him.
They were married the next day in Las Vegas.
Rosey had not returned to work after she had become Mrs. David Starsky. She enjoyed staying home and taking care of him. However, she did take some courses at the local university.
When the job come up at Headquarters, Rosey decided to apply for it.
She had had her own boutique for a while, and with the experience, she was able to get the job.
This particular afternoon she was working when Starsky came into the room.
"Hey, Lovely Lady, how are you doing?" He asked as he came up from behind her.
"Hey yourself, Copper. How is my favourite LA cop doing?"
"Not too good, I'm afraid. This must be one of the worst days of my life. I'm just having a bad day, I guess."
"Ahhhh, come here." She stood up from where she was working and gave him a big hug.
She whispered in his ear, "Maybe we could do something about that." She gave him a wicked smile.
"What have you got in mind, Rosey?" he asked as he gave her his patented grin
"Well, this door does lock from the inside and I just happen to have the key." She lifted up a piece of string which was around her neck, and there was a key on it.
"Hey, what if someone catches us in here?"
"David, that is the fun part. It adds to the excitement if someone catches us doing .it."
"Rosey, you are so bad."
"Well, it is why you married me."
"Here, give me the key."
"Now, you are talking, David." She gave him the key and he went over to lock the door.
When they were securely behind the locked door, she asked him, "David, now tell me all about it. What happened after you came to work. "
"Well, Hutch and I went out on a call and the car ran out of gas."
"David, do you know what I would do if you ran out of gas?" She whispered in his ear.
"Rosey, tell me" He answered breathlessly.
"I would take you in my arms and I would kiss you all over."
"Rosey, you know what it does to me when you start to talk like that."
"Yeah, I make you crazy."
"Rosey Starsky, you knock me out."
She took him in her arms and helped him to sit on the floor. "David, I would start to massage those shoulders of yours. I know there is a lot of tension in them."
"Rosey, you are starting to turn me on with this. It feels so good."
Rosey started to massage his shoulders. She kissed him in the same spot she massaged. She started to feel he was starting to ease up and relax. He turned her around and kissed her passionately on the lips. He started to work his way down her cheeks, cheekbone to her neck. He playfully bit her neck and Rosey moaned with pleasure. "David." Rosey arched her back and she groaned to his tender kisses and playful nips.
"Shhhh," Starsky warned. "What if someone hears us."
"Well, then let them get their own place to do what we are doing," she giggled.
Starsky undid her blouse. Unalike her husband who wore only jeans, T-shirt and running shoes to work, she had bought several skirts and jackets and wore them to work. After he undid every button, he kissed her newly exposed skin.
"David, don't stop," she said, edging him on. The blouse dropped to the floor. Next her bra was coming off. Starsky unfastened it from the back and put it on the pile with the blouse.
"Rosey, you are incredible." he whispered in her ear. He playfully nipped and sucked on her breasts.
Rosey helped him off with his shirt. She began to play with his chest hairs which they had both found out a long time ago turned both of them on.
"David."
"Rosey, I want you. I need you."
"David, I love you."
"Rosey, I love you too."
She began to suck on one of his hardening nipples. Starsky commenced to moan his approval.
They both removed their clothes and there in the supply room, they made love. After they were finished, Starsky gave her his patented grin. "Rosey, you were teriffic. You sure know how to make a bad day suddenly turn good."
She whispered in his ear, "Anything for my favourite LA cop."
In the afterglow of their session, Starsky kissed her on the lips and whispered, "Rosey, you never cease to amaze me. Who would have thought anyone could turn such a bad day into such a great day as we just did."
"David, you know, I did it all for you."
"Rosey, I hate to be a party pooper. I would love to stay here and cuddle all afternoon with you, but I have reports to finish up."
"And I have these supplies to finish up."
He gave her one last kiss on the lips and whispered, "Thanks, Rosey. You're terrific."
"David, you don't have to thank me. It was my pleasure. We can always continue this tonight at home"
"Sounds good."
He helped her to her feet, and both assisted the other one in getting dressed.
"Oh, hey, I had better get the stuff Hutch wanted. He wanted some supplies. too, pens, pencils, reports."
"Yeah, okay."
When they were ready and Starsky has his supplies, they unlocked the door. They looked at each other to make sure the other looked okay. They looked down the hall. No one was coming. Rosey said," The coast is clear."
He gave her an affectionate squeeze and whispered in her ear, "See you later. I love you."
"Bye, David, I love you, too."
Starsky went back to the squad room. Hutch was sitting at his desk and he asked, "Hey, what took you so long?"
"Capt Dobey didn't come looking for me, did he?"
"Nope, but I was almost ready to put out an APB on you."
"Well, Rosey is working today and she decided to take advantage of the room. She thought I needed some extra loving after the rotten day I was having."
"Lovin in the supply room eh, Starsk?"
"Yeah, if you want to put it that way, Hutch."
Hutch just gave his partner a wink and said, "I am sure if it was me, I would do the same thing."
"Back to work, okay, Hutch."
They both smiled at each other and went back to work. After all they were getting paid to fight crime.
THE END
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