By P & C Productions
 

It was Saturday and Hutch awoke at around 8:00Am, which was to him…sleeping in. He knew he would have the day to himself since his partner had put off his end of the paperwork until Dobey had finally called him into his office to chew him out about it on Friday.  Needless to say he was forced to give up his Saturday because of it. Hutch remained in bed for a few minutes to plan out his day.  Without Starsky to go hang out with he figured he would get some things done himself that he had been putting off…like his laundry. It had been piling up lately and the lady he usually paid to do it had to go out of town to visit her sick mother and hadn’t returned.  He decided to pull himself out of bed and mix up one of his famous health food shakes
before heading out.

He filled the blender with his secret ingredients and turned it on as he stood there in his pajama bottoms and watched it spin.  When he was sure it was dissolved enough he turned it off and poured himself a glass.  Just as he was about to lift it to his lips he heard the phone ring and set it back down.  He walked quickly into the living room and picked up the receiver…placing it to his ear as he spoke.

“Yeah.”

“What cha doing?” His partner’s voice asked on the other end.

“Just got up…You need any help?” He asked not really wanting to go down to the station…but made the offer anyway.

“Naw…I can handle it…just wanted to know what you were gonna do today.” He told him. He knew Hutch needed a break and wouldn’t dream of calling him in to help him…even though he really could use him.

“Nothing much…I was just gonna head over to the Laundromat and do a few loads.” He answered him. “Hey why don’t I call you when I’m done and we can go do something.”

“Sure…sounds good.” Starsky said. “I’ll try to hurry up and get this finished.”

“Catch ya later.” Hutch replied.

“Yeah.” Starsky said and hung up the phone.

Hutch waited for the click on the other end and then he put the receiver down slowly. He felt sorry for his partner and as he strolled over to the kitchen and picked up his drink he thought about going up there and surprising him…No Hutchinson don’t do it…if you do he’ll never learn. He thought to himself as he tipped the glass up and emptied it into his throat. Starsky was always putting off his paperwork and Hutch was always bailing him out…but not this time. He had to stand on his own…if Hutch could get his done on time then Starsky could too.  It was time he learned a little discipline.

After a quick shower and shave he slipped on a pair of jeans and a nice dress shirt…it was one he didn’t wear much but it was now the only clean one he had left.  Then he began the thankless task of gathering up all of his dirty laundry and stuffing it into duffel bags. He soon discovered that not all of it would fit into the two bags he had and so he was forced to use a garbage bag to handle the rest. After making sure he had everything he stood for a moment staring at the three huge sacks. How in the hell can one man make so much laundry in only two…well no make that three weeks?  He had forgotten how long it had been since she left.

He loaded all three into the trunk of his car and went back to lock the door before leaving.  While standing in the doorway he glanced up at his gun and holster that hung on the edge of the bathroom door.  Should he bring it with him…to the Laundromat? He thought about it for a minute or two…it was always tough for him to leave it behind. It was like his security blanket. What if something happened today and he didn’t have it with him? What if he ran into trouble? These were the same arguments he had with himself every time he had a day off…and they always won out. So he grabbed it down and threw it into
the passenger seat next to him as he got into his car and headed out.

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The place was quiet with only a couple of cars outside as he pulled into the parking space in front.  It seemed a little unusual for a Saturday since most people had the day off and many lived in apartments without washers and dryers. It just seemed a little odd to him. He stepped out of his car and held the key in his hand as he walked around to open the trunk and retrieve  the three bundles from inside. It took two trips to get them inside but he didn’t notice the people standing around until his second entrance.  There was one old couple, a lady with a baby and…a very sexy young woman with the prettiest blue eyes that he had ever seen in his life. But…with his luck she was married or had a boyfriend big enough to dislocate a shoulder or two and
so he shrugged off his obvious attraction to her and began to sort his laundry into several washing machines…by color of course.

After he purchased some detergent from a nearby vending machine and shoved the quarters into the slots of the washers to start them…he had nothing to do but wait.  He remembered that book that he had been trying to finish that lay beside his bed on the nightstand and wondered why he didn’t bother to bring it with him.

He soon found himself staring at her again…quite by accident…and she noticed him. He was so tall and handsome with that innocent little boy face and those piercing blue eyes…how could she not notice. Blonde and built…he was a little hard to ignore.  She tried to keep her mind on what she was doing as she began to remove the hot clothes from the dryer and fold them but she could feel his eyes on her and so she looked up.

Hutch wasn’t aware that he had been staring until her eyes met his. He instantly flashed a smile as he felt the blood rush to his face and found himself at a complete loss for words. So he sheepishly looked away and found something else to stare at…a sign hanging from the top of the building with instructions on how to use the facilities. Anything was better than the embarrassment he had experienced when she caught him eyeing her.

She looked back down to the towel she had in her hand as she felt a smile creep over her own face. He was so cute…especially when his face turned that bright shade of red when she looked at him. He was obviously shy…not at all
like the guys she was used to that hit on her all day long with their little wise cracks and stupid come on lines that were supposed to impress her. He was different…it actually made him nervous when she caught him looking at
her. She liked it…it was so refreshing.

After a little while his washers began to stop and he got up to grab a nearby cart to throw them into. She also had a washer full left and it too had just stopped…a load that she had to rewash after finding that the previous attempt had left them full of soap from an obviously defective unit.  He filled two of the carts full of his clothes, sheets and towels and proceeded over to the dryers where she stood to throw them inside. He filled one machine and moved on to a dryer that she had been the last to use.
Inside he saw something that gave him an excuse to start a casual conversation with her.

“Excuse me.” He began in a timid voice. “But I think you forgot something.”

She turned to look at him with a smile as she walked closer. “I did?” She asked as she bent over to peer inside.

Her blouse was a little loose and as she bent down Hutch got a real good view of the two perky mounds that hung down just a little as she leaned forward.  Needless to say he liked what he saw there.

She reached her hand inside and pulled out the object…a pair of silk panties. They were white and shinny and very small with elastic strings on the sides…very sexy indeed. She stood up suddenly and displayed them in front of his face as she spoke.

“Thank you.” She said as she held them up. “I wouldn’t want to loose these.”

Hutch stood there in complete embarrassment as the blood again rose to his face…his cheeks felt hot as he tried to speak through the dryness in his throat.

“No problem.” He said softly and found himself frozen in place as he stared into her rich blue eyes.

“Well…I guess I better finish up.” She told him in an equally soft voice as she stared back into his. “Thanks again.”

He watched as she walked a few feet away and went back to folding her own clothes. Then he reached into the cart and filled up the large dryer with his own and threw a few quarters into the slots to get them started.

She had gotten a much closer look at him and loved the way his whole face turned a deep shade of red as she held her panties in front of him.  She had done it on purpose and thought now that it really wasn’t a very nice thing to do to him, but she had enjoyed his reaction. He was getting to her with his boyish charm and those sexy blue eyes.  So she decided to take the next
step.

After loading her final machine full of wet clothes into a dryer next to one of his she waited until they stopped…watching him as he discovered a few magazines near the front desk and sat down to read from one of them.

After about 45 minutes his dryers began to stop and he got up to begin the task of folding them…again grabbing one of the rolling carts as he emptied the contents of one dryer into it and threw some of them onto a nearby table.  She watched as he folded a few towels and discreetly…a few pairs of his boxers.  When he began to fold a couple of dress shirts she found the
opportunity to talk to him.

“You know…I can show you a better way to do that.” She told him as she picked one of them up in her hands.

He had been folding his shirts a certain way for years and it had taken him two weeks to teach his cleaning lady to do it right…but for some reason…he decided to let her show him.

“Alright…be my guest.” He told her.

He watched as she carefully folded the arms in and tucked them under to allow the collar to show in front as she laid it back down. A decent job he thought to himself but his way was still better.  Still it was sweet of her to try and show him what he was doing wrong.  He wasn’t stupid…he knew she was making a pass…a subtle one, but a pass just the same.

“See…isn’t that better…now they won’t wrinkle.” She told him.

“Do you think you can teach me how to do that?” He said with a smile…knowing she would be more than willing.

They spent the rest of the time talking and laughing until as if by magic…all the clothes were folded and there was nothing left to do but say goodbye. The time went by too quickly for both of them…there was still so much more left to say.  But there was no reason to hang around anymore.

“Listen I just moved here.” She tells him as he stuffs the last bit of his clean folded laundry into his duffel bag. “I had to get out of San Diego…make a fresh start.”

“Maybe I can call you sometime.” Hutch told her hoping to get her to write her number down for him.

“Well…actually I was wondering…if your not doing anything this afternoon…I could sure use some help with my furniture.” She told him. “I still have to put my bed together and I don’t know if I can do it alone.”

This was just the opening he was waiting for…a bit surprising that she would invite him over after just meeting a few hours ago…but he wasn’t going to argue with her.  She was gorgeous and if he played his cards right…he might find a way to have a good time on his day off without his partner after all.

As he walked out to his car he passed a few people who where just arriving. Then it dawned on him as he took a look around…the place was now packed…but he hadn’t noticed the people as they entered.  He must have been too wrapped
up in his conversation with her to pay any attention…but now it was as busy  as he had expected it should be when he first arrived.  She had taken out all but one of her baskets and now with all three sacks of his own clothes put neatly away in his trunk, he decided to go back in and grab the last load for her.  She was just pushing one of her baskets into the back seat of
her car when she saw him walking out with her last one. It was sweet of him to grab it for her she thought and so she waited for him to get closer and took it from him as she spoke.

“Thank you for getting it for me.” She said to him as she shifted her eyes in the direction of the beat up old Ford, parked next to her car. “Is that yours?”

“Yeah…you want me to follow you?” He asked with a smile.

“If you really don’t mind giving me a hand…I sure would appreciate it.” She told him.

“Sure…I got nothing else to do anyway.” He said as he walked around to the other side of the car and opened the driver’s door for her.

She walked around from the opposite side and slid into the driver’s seat as she gave him a quick smile. Then he shut her door and turned to walk away. She watched as he unlocked his door and got in. Then she turned the key and began to back out of the parking space as he waited. She headed out of the parking lot as he followed and they took off down the street together.  Her apartment building was just five blocks away and as she pulled into her space…he pulled in behind her.

She quickly got out and walked back to his car on the passenger side to speak to him…but as she glanced down into the seat she spotted something that made her nervous.

He opened his car door and stepped out to talk to her since the passenger window was rolled up it was easier for him to just stand up and speak across the top of it.

“What’s the matter?” He asked her.

She stood back up and gave him a very uneasy look. “You have a gun?”

“Oh yeah that.” He said with a smile. “Don’t worry…I’m a cop. If it makes you nervous I’ll put it in the glove box.”

“Are you really a cop?” She asked him curiously.

“Sure…wanna see my badge?” He asked her. “It’s my day off.”

“So do you take it with you everywhere you go?” She said a little calmer.

“Well…I never know when I’m gonna need it.” He said as he reached in to grab it and throw it inside the compartment.

“It’s so big.” She noticed as she stared at it just before he put it away.

“Well I have big hands.” He told her as he came out of the car and locked the door.

Yes he did have big hands she thought to her self and then something a girlfriend of hers had told her a long time ago sprang to mind. Something about big hands and the size of another body part going hand in hand…or something like that. The thought had intrigued her.

She walked up to her apartment as he followed closely behind…after unlocking the door they both made their way inside.  The place was bare except for a few scattered boxes and furniture that was all pushed into the center of the room. Dining room table and chairs along with a coffee table, sofa and love seat stacked on top of each other. It looked like the stuff was just
delivered …she wasn’t lying when she said she had just moved here.

“You need some help with those baskets?” He asked her.

“No leave them in the car for now…want something to drink?” She asked him. “I think I know where the glasses are and there’s some coke in the fridge.”

“Sure…then we can get that bed together.” He said not realizing the innocent insinuation until it was too late. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.” He added as he felt the blood rush to his cheeks for the third time that day.

“That’s alright…I know what you meant.” She said as if letting him know that even if it was on purpose…she didn’t mind.

She found the glasses and rinsed them out before pouring the soda into them. He took the glass from her and took a sip as a thought occurred to him.

“Hey, you got a phone?” He asked.

“Not just yet…do you need to call somebody?” She questioned him.

“No…I can call him later.” He told her. “My partner wanted me to check in with him but it can wait.”

“You can use the neighbor’s phone if you want to…they’re pretty nice  people.” She offered.

“No…he’ll be alright without me for a while. I’ll call him later.” Hutch assured her as he took another sip of his drink. “What do we need to do first?”

“Well…we could put this furniture where it’s supposed to be.” She suggested. “The bed will be the hardest thing. It’s oak and very heavy.”

“Alright…let’s get to it.” He agreed as he sat his drink down on the windowsill and grabbed hold of one end of the sofa. “Where do you want it?”

They spent the next few hours arranging the place…putting furniture here and there and boxes in rooms where they could be unpacked. Hutch had found the answer to the question he had asked himself when he first saw her. There was no sign of a man in her life…no mans shoes or clothes…no mans shaving supplies or cologne in the box of bathroom items. But the most important clue was the fact that she had no rings on her fingers…not even one…a very good sign.

Then a thought occurred to him as he began to drag the heavy headboard into her bedroom as she waited for him. He stopped to ask his question…and to take a breath.

“You know…we’ve spent most of the day together and I don’t even know you’re name.” He told her with a little surprise in his voice. He would normally have introduced himself and gotten it by now but the subject just hadn’t come up yet.

“I’m sorry…Hi…I’m Jeanette…Jeanette Dice.” She told him as she walked over to extend her hand to him.

“Ken Hutchinson.” He said as he took her hand softly and then released it.

“Ken…I had a Ken doll when I was a kid.” She kidded him. “My little sister ripped his head off.”

He laughed at the thought and then came back with a quick-witted comment. “Remind me never to date your sister.” He tells her with a smile.

“Well I guess being made out of plastic could have its draw backs.” She says with a grin. “You got your second wind?”

“I’m fine…where do you want this thing?” He asked her.

“Right over here…if it’ll fit.” She instructed. “I really don’t want the sun in my face in the morning.”

“A woman who thinks ahead…I like that.” He says as he lifts the large headboard and proceeds to carry it over to the spot she had indicated.

In the next few minutes the bed was finally together…and she began the task of putting on the sheets.  Hutch went out to her car to get her baskets so she could find them. They had been in with the other things she had washed earlier. He watched as she leaned over the bed to make it and as he watched her stretch her body and reach to the other side his mind began to wander…as he wondered what he could do to get her to let him…

He suddenly realized where his thoughts were leading him…and what they were doing to him. It was becoming evident as he glanced down at himself…if she turned around now she would surely see it too.  He had to get out of there.

He turned around and walked back into the living room to grab his glass of soda and finished it in two large gulps…it had become warm by now but he didn’t really care. He had to clear his mind and calm himself back down before she finished making the bed. One thing he knew for sure now…if he stayed there much longer…around her…something was going to happen. If he was that turned on just watching her lean over the bed…what would happen if she got too close to him? It had been so long since he had been with a woman…not because he didn’t have the opportunity but because he hadn’t had a day off in two weeks straight…and the ten hour shifts didn’t give him much time for anything else but sleep.

She hadn’t really given him any indication that she would allow him to get that close and why should she…he just met her…but she did ask him over. Even if it was just to get him to help her move in…at the time he had sensed something more…but he couldn’t be sure if he was reading her right and he felt that he shouldn’t rush her…even if his hormones where racing out of
control. It wasn’t her problem…it was his.  Still what if his instincts were right? Maybe what he sensed from her earlier was real. Did she want him too? He had to know…but how was he going to find out without outwardly accosting her? He couldn’t very well come right out and ask her…could he? Of course not…it had to be handled with tact…finesse…and charm.

“Thinking about your partner again?” She asked him as she tapped him on the shoulder.

He hadn’t noticed it but he had been staring out the window as he let his thoughts take control of him. But she did bring up a subject he had completely forgotten.

“No…but I guess I better try to call him.” He told her. “You think those neighbors of yours are home?”

“I’ll go see.” She said as she opened the front door. “Wait right here.”

He took a few deep breaths to calm him self a little more when she stepped out. It was a good thing he was able to keep his back to her during their last conversation. He was still quite aroused but it was slowly subsiding…a few more deep breaths and he would be presentable again…he hoped.

She returned in a few moments and led him over to the next apartment down…Hutch picked up the phone and called the station but Starsky had already left. Then he hung up and tried to call his house but he wasn’t there either…the phone rang five times before he sat the receiver back on the hook. Then he thanked the people for the use of their phone and went back with Jeanette to her apartment.

“Well…I guess he found something better to do.” Hutch told her. “He’s not at the station or his house.”

“Maybe he found himself a girl.” She teased him as she walked closer to him and touched him on his face. “You should be so lucky.”

With that he knew what she had in mind…she was teasing …she wanted him. He smiled as he pulled her close to him and spoke in a soft sexy voice…

“You think so Huh..” He asked as he put his hand on her neck and slid it around to the back of her head under her hair. She smelled so good and the pleasing smile on her face let him know that he could go a little further.

“I usually don’t …” She started but she knew she wouldn’t be able to finish her sentence as he drew his face closer to hers.

“Neither do I..” He answered as his hot breath touched her face and he moved ever so close…then softly he opened his mouth and placed his lips on hers.

She felt the wetness of his mouth as he moved his lips gently and opened it a little more so he could touch her tongue with his own.  A warmth crept over her body as she gave into him and reached her own tongue towards his to make contact.  He could feel her body relax as his wet kiss aroused her and so he tightened his grip around her waist and pressed his body closer. Now
able to sense the protruding bulge against her thigh  she was aware that she had reached the point of no return. There was no backing out of it now.

As their lips parted he opened his eyes to see her reaction…he had to know what she was thinking and he knew that the answer would be there in her face.  She smiled at him and slid her own hand up to rest on the side of his neck as she leaned forward to feel his lips once more. There was no doubt about it now…she was going to let him have whatever he wanted…and he was going to take full advantage of her.  After the second kiss…a silent mutual agreement had been made between them.  An afternoon of pleasure sure beat the hell out of shooting pool and downing a few at Huggies…his partner would just have to understand.

He began to move his hand down her neck and into her blouse…it was a little loose but the size of his hand pulled the fabric taunt as he slid it lower onto her breast.  A strong sensation washed over her entire body as he continued to rub himself on her and caressed her now throbbing breast with his fingers.  His tongue was moving deeper into her mouth and she knew that
she had lost complete control of her body.  He was so strong…yet so gentle. Towering over her he could easily have used force to get what he wanted but he didn’t…the slightest touch now sent waves of passion through her mind. It was all she could do to remain standing.

He realized that leaning against the windowsill he would find it a little difficult to go any further and so he bent a little forward and pulled his hand from her blouse. Then he placed his right arm around the back of her thighs, to lift her up in his arms without breaking his kiss as he moved slowly towards the bedroom with her were they could continue in a more comfortable position.

He laid her down gently on the bed and slid his body over her…pressing himself against her legs and up to her pelvis. Then he began to kiss her softly once more.  He was big…she thought to herself. Bigger than any other man she had known and the thought frightened her a little. She was so tiny and the weight of his massive build was causing her lungs to take in a smaller amount of air than was normally comfortable.  But he was still so gentle as he continued to caress her…now with the buttons of her blouse loosened and his hand pumping her exposed breast with an eagerness that made her whole body tremble.

He released his lips from hers and proceeded to move his mouth down her neck …kissing her softly as she felt him move lower. She waited with anticipation as he brought his warm lips down onto her waiting nipple…tasting it lightly with his tongue before filling his mouth with her flesh.  She released a moan of pleasure as he began to suck gently on the pulsing mound and a strong wave of passion ripped through her entire body.

She grabbed him by his hair and pulled him harder into her breast.  He knew what she wanted and so he became a little more aggressive with his mouth…concentrating a bit more pressure than before.  As he did he felt his whole body grow tighter. The bulge below was now throbbing and begging him to give it a little more space to expand. He reached down with one hand
while keeping his other hand around the base of her breast to hold it in place as he enveloped it. His belt buckle was easy to release but he had a little more of a problem with the zipper.  She now had her other hand on his back as she rubbed it up and down and continued to release moans of pleasure.

 He finally managed to pull his fly down and felt the sudden release of pressure as the throbbing organ found a bit more freedom. She was ready…and he knew it…but she wasn’t gonna undress herself…that was up to him.  He ran his hand down to the top of her jeans and proceeded to undo the top button. With a little effort he soon had the zipper down and so he released his mouth from her breast, letting his hand take over in that area and began to pull himself back up to place his lips again on hers. His other hand was now probing into her panties…further and further down until he could feel the warm wetness that he knew he would discover there.  He kissed her a little harder as his fingers touched the warm flesh hidden inside.

“Oh God.” She said as she broke his kiss for a moment and moaned a little louder than before when he began to slide his fingertips up and down on her pleasure spot.  His own erection was calling to him with a real sense of urgency as he continued to slowly fondle her.  Finally positioning his body directly on top of hers…while still kissing her passionately, he proceeded
to install the heavy pulsating organ inside her. Only a few women he had known were able to handle all that he had to offer…in most cases he had to hold back a little so he wouldn’t hurt them…but he had a feeling that she would allow him to fill her with the entire length. He enjoyed himself more on those rare occasions when he was able to turn it loose…and not worry. She
was so beautiful…and her skin was so warm and firm…a treat for the eyes…mind…and body…and he was about to experience her for all she was worth…when ….

A sudden knock on the door startled them both as Hutch released his lips and lifted his head to look at her with a curious expression…

“You expecting someone?” he asked her.

“No…” She replied with concern. “You’re the first person I’ve met besides the neighbors next door.” She told him.

“I better go see who it is…be right back.” He said to her as he stood up and began to tuck his shirt in…stuffing himself back into his jeans and zipping them back up before making his way into the living room. Moving carefully, he positioned himself near the window to peer outside.

Standing there whistling happily to himself was his partner…looking around and leaning against the doorframe.

How in the hell did he know where to find me? Hutch thought to himself. What did he do? Put a bug in my car? He wondered as he reached up to remove the chain from the latch and then to grab the doorknob to pull it open.

“Hi…watcha doin’?” His partner asked as he opened the door wider.

“How’d you find me?” He asked curiously as he poked his head out to have a quick look around.

“I was passing by and spotted your car in the drive.” He answered with a smile. “Wanna go to Huggies?”

“You got lousy timing ya know that.” Hutch said annoyed. “I was kinda in the middle of something.”

Starsky studied his partner for a moment and quickly noticed a few small details…the bulge in his pants and the fact that his belt buckle was hanging from the loop…as if it had been forgotten. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on.

Jeanette had adjusted her blouse …pulled her jeans back on and was now walking slowly up behind Hutch as he stood in the doorway. One look at her and there was no question in Starsky’s mind what he had just interrupted.

“Who’s this?” She asked in a playful voice.

“My partner.” Hutch replied. “Dave Starsky….Jeanette Dice.” He said as he introduced them.

“A pleasure.” Starsky said with a grin as he extended his hand.

“Likewise.” She answered him. “Would you like to come in?”

“He was just leaving.” Hutch said quickly before Starsky could utter a sound.

“That’s right…I can’t stay.” He told her politely. “Police business.”

“Oh…well that’s ok….far be it for me to stand in the way of official police business.” She said to them both. “I guess this means you have to go too?” She asked as she looked at Hutch.

“Well…not really…” He began.

“It’s alright…I understand.” She said quickly. “Maybe we can get together some other time.”

“Sure…” He answered with a hint of disappointment in his face as he turned to give his partner an uneasy gaze before continuing. “I’m at the Fifty Third Precinct…call me sometime and maybe we’ll have dinner.” He concluded.

“I’ll do that.” She told him. “It was really nice meeting you.” She added.

“Yeah…it was.” He told her as he leaned forward to give her one last tender kiss.

Starsky watched as they held each other for a moment…even in this friendly goodbye kiss he could sense the passion he had so rudely interrupted. He knew his partner would chew him out about it later…but it was too late now to make amends. The mood had been broken.

They said a quick goodbye as she pushed the door closed…leaving the two of them standing outside her apartment door.

“The one chance I had to enjoy myself in weeks and you go and blow it for me.” He said in a muffled huff as he walked back out to his car.

“I’m sorry…Gee if I had known…I would have left you alone.” He offered as he followed him out to the drive.

“I shoulda’ left you standing there…” Hutch continued to hound him as he unlocked the door to his car.

“From the look of things I’d say I wouldn’t have had to wait very long.” He replied as he walked up to his partner to speak to him. “C’mon Hutch…I said I was sorry.”

“I was that close…” Hutch said as he turned to face him and raised his thumb and index fingers together to express his words.

He knew better than any one the difficulties Hutch had to face when it came to sex. He used to envy the fact that his partner was so well endowed in that particular area. He had what other men boast about and more. But it was during a private conversation on one rainy afternoon that the subject had come up and Hutch revealed to him his secret torment. The fact that he found that most women couldn’t handle it…at least not all of it. While most men could enjoy themselves without fear of causing physical pain…he had to always be extra careful. He had hurt a few ladies unintentionally and the guilt had haunted him…even though they had recovered and didn’t seem to be angry.

He had told him that he wished that he was normal and Starsky felt sorry for him. Although it seemed odd that every woman that commented on his partner’s performance always gave him such rave reviews.  Ironically, it was because of his size that he found it hard to approach women…and what made him a so shy. That’s why interrupting him wasn’t such a good idea.

Starsky looked down at the bulge in his pants and the distance between the two fingers he held in front of him.

“If you were that close…you wouldn’t have answered the door.” He said with a grin.

“Well…everyone’s entitled to a bad judgement call.” He told him.

“So you wanna hang out or what…Look, there’s no sense dwelling on it.” Starsky told him in an attempt to make light of the incident.

“Well…I guess you’re right.” Hutch said a little calmer but still fuming on the inside as he slid into the driver’s seat. “There’s nothing else to do.”

“Wanna go bowling?” He asked with a grin. “You can work out your frustration on the alley.” He mused.

“You know…that’s not a bad idea.” Hutch replied as he started the engine…and tried to hide the fact that he was still angry with him. “Why don’t you move that tomato of yours out of my way and I’ll meet you there.” He suggested.

“Great…on my way.” Starsky said with a smile on his face as he tapped the top of Hutch’s car with his left hand and hurried back to his own.

Starsky climbed in quickly and turned the key in the ignition…then he shoved the vehicle in reverse and back out of the drive…threw it in drive and sped off.  Hutch pulled out slowly and waited for Starsky to get a little further away before heading out.  Starsky’s car had headed straight and turned to the right down the main street as Hutch drove up to the stop sign and hung a quick left…taking off in a hurry in the opposite direction.

 Starsky watched behind him as he saw Hutch’s car turn away from him.  In a sudden moment of panic he gripped the wheel and made a U-turn in the middle of the street to head after his partner.  What the hell is he doing? Starsky thought to himself as he pressed the pedal to the floor.

A marked police car sat on a side street monitoring the traffic as the Torino made a very dangerous U-turn and watched as it accelerated at a high speed down the street. With sirens wailing they chased after him…the flashing blue lights caught his attention as he released most of the pressure he had on the pedal and proceeded to bring the car to a stop.

“Aw…Shit.” He said out loud as he pulled to the side of the road…put the car in gear and opened the door to step out…leaving the engine running.

A uniformed patrolman approached him as he stood there and Starsky reached slowly into his jacket pocket for his badge and ID. The officer was a little startled at the movement and drew his gun suddenly to bring it down to chest level.

“FREEZE..” He said in a frightened but firm voice.

“Relax…I’m a cop.” Starsky said in a guarded tone as he slowly raised both of his hands in the air…holding onto the leather wallet with one hand as he held it open with his thumb.

“Who were you chasing after?” The officer asked as he shoved his gun back into its holster.

“I was trying to catch up to my partner.” He told him.

“You on police business?” He asked.

“No…but I…” Starsky began to explain when the officer cut him off.

“You can’t drive like that when you’re off duty.” He told him.

“Yeah…well I…” Starsky made a second attempt but was again cut off.

“Reckless driving and speeding…I hate to see this go on your record.” He said to him in a calm tone. “But you should have known better.”

“You’re absolutely right…I’m sorry…I promise…it won’t happen again.” Starsky answered him in an attempt to provoke a little leniency.

“I don’t know…I guess maybe I could let you off with a warning this time.” He teased him.

“Hey…I’d really appreciate that.” Starsky told him, sure he was off the hook this time.

“But if I did that…” The officer told him. “Then I’m afraid You’d never learn.” He said sternly as he proceeded to open his ticket book and pulled a pen from his front pocket…smiling to himself as he began to write. “Let me see you’re license.”

“Hutch…I’m gonna kill you.” Starsky said in a whisper as he handed his driver's license over to the officer.

“What’s that?” He asked.

“Nothing…just hurry up will ya.” Starsky told him annoyed.

THE END