DOG TAGS

 

"Dog?"

 

"What is it, Tag?"

 

"Any idea where we're off to today?"

 

"Nope, except it'll either be either Fuck-its-hot, Fuck-its-cold or Fuck-its-trees."

 

"That's what I thought. I don't mind if we're going to Fuck-its-Hot cos it means we get to stick to Jack's skin and with any luck, slide against his body and make his little pink things go hard."

 

"Yeah and each time we do that, we get to nestle in his hand as he peels us away from that taught muscular chest of his."

 

"Oooh, my chain feels all shaky."

 

"That's cos we're on the move, Ditz brain."

 

"Hey! Wash your mouth out, Dog."

 

-o-

 

"Ah, that's nice, I love a good hot shower at the end of the day."

 

"And I like all that lathery soap. Two visits to Fuck-its-Hot in a row - sweet."

 

"Yeah, cool."

 

"No Dog, to Fuck-its-Hot."

 

"Oh phtttttttttt!"

 

-o-

 

"Dog?"

 

"What, Tag?"

 

"Where are we going today?"

 

"Dunno, except Jack's had two showers all ready and he's wearing a different shirt, not the usual black one."

 

"Mmmm, this one's crisp dark blue cotton."

 

"And he smells different too. That cologne only comes out on special occasions, like Christmas."

 

"Tag, do you detect a kind of nervousness?"

 

"Yeah, it's not the same as when Jack is about to go to one of the Fuck Its, it feels different."

 

"I'm beginning to stick to his chest. Mmmmmm, nice."

 

"We're here, wherever here is..."

 

"It doesn't feel like Fuck-its-Hot, but Jack seems to be warming up nicely."

 

"True, we'll just have to wait and see if he takes the shirt off. I'm getting bored looking at this button all ready."

 

"Why doesn't he wear us on the outside, then we could see what's goin' on."

 

"And miss feeling his skin and hearing his heart beat?"

 

"Hmmm, tough call - not!"

 

-o-

 

"Dog?"

 

"What is it now?"

 

"That nervousness, it's getting more and more obvious. It's like Jack's body is vibrating slightly."

 

"Do you feel something against his chest?"

 

"Yeah, and it's making his heart beat like a steam hammer."

 

"Wish it would slow down, I'm getting industrial deafness here."

 

"Occupational hazard, Dog."

 

"Very funny, Tag."

 

"Hey, something's touching us and it ain't Jack."

 

"I think you're right, Tag. It feels very...well very...smooth."

 

"It does and sorta...hungry."

 

"Whoa! That was a bit of a pull then, didja feel that? Someone's yanking my chain."

 

"Must be somewhere new. Haven't heard that groaning sound before."

 

"I think I'm choking, Tag. That's a very firm grip goin' on."

 

"And Jack's heart is gonna leap outta his chest any minute now!"

 

"There's a lot of rubbing and…oh!"

 

"Can you feel that? It's getting Jack very excited, whatever it is."

 

"Something to do with another pair of small pink pointy things?"

 

"Hmmm, I think it's more to do with a very large, very pointy, very hard thing."

 

-o-

 

"Have you noticed how quiet it is?"

 

"Yeah and dark. I think Jack might be buried underneath something."

 

"Dog?"

 

"What?"

 

"Whatever it is, it's warm and sticky."

 

"I think I know where we are."

 

"Fuck-its-Hot?"

 

"No, I think we've just been to Oh-God-Danny."

 

-o-

 

The End