Uncovered Part Two

CHAPTER 9

Cassie stood there in shock, and glanced over at Stacey.  No way was she about to let this happen.  Starsky would kill her and besides it would destroy his trust in her.

“Are you crazy?” Cassie told her. We can’t take his car.

“Why not? He won’t be home for hours and we’ll replace the gas.” Taryn said in an angry tone. “What’s wrong with you anyway? I’m really getting tired of this little goodie-goodie attitude of yours.”

Taryn began searching…through everything…but Cassie wasn’t about to tell her where to find them.  Suddenly Taryn noticed something she hadn’t before.  Starsky’s holster. He had left it behind and it was hanging on a hook beside the front door.  Cassie paid it no mind because it was a familiar object in the house…like the sofa or a chair…it blended into the environment.  But to Taryn it stuck out like a sore thumb.

“What the hell is that?” Taryn asked as she stared up at it.

“His gun…” Cassie posed the question to herself. Why,  if he were working, would he leave his gun behind?

“His gun. Why does he keep it in that thing?” She asked curiously.

“He’s a cop.” Cassie told her hoping it would deter her from taking his car.

Just then the phone rang and Cassie walked over to lift the receiver.

“It’s so big.” Taryn commented as she continued to stare at it.

Cassie put the phone to her ear as she answered Taryn’s comment with “Hutch’s is bigger. Hello”

The last four words out of Cassie’s mouth echoed inside Hutch’s car over the two-way radio as Starsky had the call patched through.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Starsky asked her, as his mind could comprehend only one purpose for such a remark.

“Hi Dave…is everything alright?” Her voice called back to him.

“Just what the hell was that last little comment all about?” His voice sounded more persistent and made Hutch chuckle as he listened.

“Taryn was just admiring your gun, which by the way you forgot.” She answered him still not sure why he sounded so upset.

“I didn’t forget it…I don’t need it.” Starsky said in a calmer voice. “Do me a favor will ya…put it in my bedroom out of sight.”

“Sure…is that why you called me?” Cassie asked.

“Yeah…I shouldn’t have left it out.” Starsky replied. “Oh and pull the clip.”

“No problem. I used to clean Daddy’s guns all the time. I can do it.” She said with confidence.

At that moment the phone was pulled away from Cassie.  “Hey we were thinking about going to the movies…ok if Cassie drives us?” Taryn’s voice came over the radio.

Starsky hesitated with his response for a moment. It would be a way to make it up to Cassie.  He knew how she loved to drive his car.  “Alright, tell her I said to be careful and have a good time.”  He told her as he hung up the mic.  “I will..” was the response.

“Now, see how easy that was… go and get ready.” Taryn said as she hung up the phone. 

Cassie stood there in disbelief…she had been pushed into this by Stacey and now by Dave…there was no way to back out of it.  She grabbed his gun out of the holster and popped the clip out…taking it into his bedroom and setting it down on the dresser before closing the door.

Hutch tried to keep a straight face as he continued to drive to the club.  He knew that Starsky was still upset about his poor audition the night before and he also knew that deep down inside, Starsky felt that the reason that Joe Joe liked him better was because of size. It’s one of the few areas where men compare themselves to other men, and if it hadn’t been weighing on his mind lately he wouldn’t have snapped at Cassie for her comment.  Hutch just hadn’t given it much thought up until that very moment. Could Starsky be…suffering from penis envy? No way.  Hutch shrugged it off.  Size isn’t everything unless of course you happen to be parading yourself in front of a room full of screaming women in nothing but a pair of bikini briefs.  

Starsky didn’t like to be without his gun but with this type of assignment there was really no place to conceal it.  Hutch would keep his gun in the car if they needed it but since the murderers’ weapon of choice was a knife, they felt they could take him down without gunplay.  He was having second thoughts about taking on this case and wished now that he hadn’t been so damn eager to volunteer.

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Present day:

The girls arrived at Momo’s at around 4:oopm and where eagerly bustling around talking and drinking all settling down after about an hour to watch ep after ep of their favorite men. It had become a pretty large crowd with about twenty or so girls signing in on the guest register…Lisa, Sonya,Deborah, Jenny, Cherie, Laura, Josette. Jocelyn, Shelly, Viv, Micandra, Tanya, Mickey, Robin W., Tara, Carolyn, Vivian, Marisa, Brigitt, Sharon, Robbin L., Kathy, Deanna and of course their mascot Flamingo who by the way kept getting in everybody’s way as her huge wing span blocked their view of the wide-screen TV.

As nightfall came the outdoor bar-b-que was served. With all the mess cleaned up and everyone eagerly waiting to see what their big surprise would be.  Momo stepped onto the patio and called them all to attention.

“Tonight you’re all in for a treat. We’re all going out to a new club…if we can’t see our guys in the flesh…at least we can watch guys in the flesh and pretend.” She told them. “Anyone who chooses not to participate can stay here and watch the eps while the rest of us go have fun.”

There where a few girls who chose to stay behind but most where eager for the adventure…

(Pebbles and CJ rubbed their hands together and with intertwined fingers, turn their hands over to crack the finger joints loosening them up for the keyboard action that would be necessary to take these list girls to a place they won’t soon forget. And they volunteered no less…poor girls don’t know what their in for and it’s too late to turn back now.  (Evil Cackling of CJ can be heard in the distance as we take you…Back….Back….Back)

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Back in 1976:

Cassie and her friends decided to put on makeup and fix their hair in an attempt to look as old as possible.  Outfits of course must be tight with plunging necklines. Sexy but sophisticated was the look to go for when hanging out with an older crowd.  But they still had no idea where they were headed…only Taryn knew that and she wasn’t ready to tell them yet.

Cassie stepped out of her bedroom wearing skin-tight jeans and heals accompanied by a small top that revealed a healthy tan belly and firm breasts tucked into a tight bra to show them off.  If Dave could see her now he’d have heart failure…she thought to herself.  Her hair put up and wrapped around her head in back really made her look to be about 21 or 22 years old. Dangerous, very dangerous….and unrecognizable.

Stacey had a little more trouble looking older. She was too cute and her little girl features hadn’t quite matured enough to be disguised.  No matter what she did…she was gonna get carded.

Taryn already looked older. You could see it in her face.  Something about having experience…(sexual experience) had matured her beyond her years.  There was no need for her to try harder.

Cassie took the spare keys from the drawer in the kitchen and waited for the girls to walk outside before locking the door behind them.  As she backed out of the driveway she had no idea in what direction to point the car. 

“Head downtown to the south end.” Taryn told her.

As she drove she felt her muscles tighten…she was feeling more and more nervous as the minutes passed. Anxiety and guilt replaced the joy she usually experienced in driving the Torino.  He thinks we’re going to the movies…what if he spots the car?  She didn’t know where he was and his car was so unmistakable.  Taryn took something out of her purse and a flash of bright light caught Cassie’s eye as Taryn struck a match. 

“What are you doing?” Cassie asked in a worried tone.

“Take a hit…it’ll calm you down.” Taryn said as she took in a deep breath and passed the fowl smelling thing back to Stacey.

“PUT THAT OUT!” Cassie yelled at her as she drove. “He’s a cop you idiot…what if he smells it?”

“Relax Snow White…OK…OK…I’ll get rid of it.” Taryn said annoyed as she wet her fingers with saliva to snuff out the fire.

“Lighting a joint in this car is like taking a porno magazine into Church.” Cassie told her.

CHAPTER 10

Starsky and Hutch arrived at the club about an hour early and were given a few more last minute tips from Johnny. With all the activity in the dressing room…they tried to find time to do what they were there to do… get a little information.

“So Johnny…we hear that one of the guys that used to dance here was found murdered and two others are missing.” Starsky began as he sat on one side of Johnny…and his partner on the other side.

“Oh yeah…poor Bobby.” Johnny answered. “He was such a good dancer…Joe Joe really liked him. But I wouldn’t worry about the other two.”

“Wonder who woulda wanted to see him dead?” Hutch said…strategically posing the question.

“I don’t know…he was a loner…and from what I could tell he was straight.” He told them.

“So it wouldn’t have been a jealous gay lover?” Starsky asked.

“No…but ya know I don’t think he had a girlfriend either.” Johnny replied.

“But Joe Joe liked him.” Hutch noted.

“Yeah…I think he was her favorite.” Johnny told them. “And what Joe Joe wants…Joe Joe gets.”

“Really..” Starsky said as he glanced at his partner with a raised eyebrow.

Johnny stood up and walked over to his dressing table to prepare for the show. Starsky and Hutch decided to put their costumes on…they already had their bikini briefs on so changing in front of the group into their costumes was no big deal.

Peter strolled up to them holding out a small bottle of oil.

“Better get greased up before the show.” He told them as he looked into Starsky’s eyes.

“We have to rub ourselves down with this stuff?” Hutch asked as he held the bottle up to the light to examine its contents.

“It shines in the bright lights…the women love it…and it keeps you from sweating too much.” He told them.

“Everywhere?” Starsky asked as he took the bottle from Hutch.

“Well not everywhere…just everywhere that it shows.” Peter said with a smile as he planted a firm hand on Starsky’s behind.

“HEY..” Starsky yelled as he drew back an angry fist…which was caught and held back by his calmer partner.

“Maybe I forgot to mention it…but he’s mine…so back off.” Hutch said with a serious look that made Peter take a few cautious steps back.

“Sorry…I didn’t know.” Peter apologized as he removed his hand.  “No problem.”

Starsky looked at Hutch with amazement. Not believing what he had just witnessed.

“I’m yours…since when.” He asked in a half-kidding… half-serious manner.

“Unless you wanna get into a fight tonight I suggest you play along.” Hutch told him.

“You’re not even a good kisser.” Starsky said as he lightly tossed the bottle of oil in the air so Hutch could catch it.

The club was owned by an important businessman in town who preferred to remain anonymous.  Joe Joe had only been managing the club for a couple months…since it’s opening.  No one really knew much about her from what Starsky and Hutch could gather.  Only that she was an old friend of the owner.  She had retired Bobby’s costume after his death saying that she didn’t want anyone else to wear it. That’s what told them that she obviously liked him a little more than she admitted. Since she seemed to be a little closer to the deceased than anyone else…she would be their next source of information.

“She seems to like you.” Starsky began as he slid on his shirt and stood close to his partner. “Why don’t you see if you can get something out of her.”

“What’s the matter Starsk?  Does she make you nervous?” Hutch teased him as he slid on his pants.

“No…It’s just that she’s already shown an interest in you…and she’ll probably be more willing to talk to you that’s all.” Starsky explained.  “Why don’t you turn on the old Hutchinson charm.”

“Your scared of her.” Hutch said with a smile as he snapped his shirt together.

“Not true…” Starsky said displeased with his partner’s remark.  “I just don’t turn her on the way you do.”

“Well…some of us got it…and some of us are you.” Hutch replied with a grin.

Starsky just gave him a sarcastic look…but he was glad to hear him joke like that.  It meant that he would do it.  It was Hutch’s way of giving in.

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Momo and the rest of the group began to make their way through the front door.  The room was dark and smoky and as they passed through the entrance they found themselves light-headed…as if they would pass out.

The time portal had been strategically placed there to transport them…but to what time…to what place.  The girls knew that something had happened to them.  But as the smoke cleared and the music played…they found themselves inside a club.  Like any other club with one exception.  The music was from a few years back and the atmosphere and surroundings where definitely not of the modern era.  A Disco ball hung over the round dance floor at the end of a runway type wooden stage that ran down the center of the place.

They sat down pulling a few tables together close to the stage. There were a lot of other women as well and only one man.  The bartender wore a bow tie and a black pair of bikini briefs.  Soon a couple other men came out from the back…each sporting a bow tie and not much else.  One of them approached their table and with a notepad in his hand began to take their order.

“Hi I’m Mark…we serve food here too and if you want you can get something to wet your appetite before the show starts.” He told them.

“Oh…I think you’ll do just fine.” Momo said with a smile as she stared at him.

He didn’t blush…he was used to such comments.  “Any of you ladies like something from the bar?” He asked.

They all threw their drink orders at him as he feverishly wrote them down. A long list which almost took up four sheets of his notepad, but he managed to get them all in order.

Lisa ordered a Tom Collins…

Deborah ordered a Kool-Aid with lots of ice…(Duh)

Blue eyed Jenny ordered a Pepsi…

Cherie the brunette with brown eyes ordered a Dr. Pepper..

Green-eyed Laura ordered a Margarita with a splash of cranberry..

Josette with Hazel eyes ordered a coffee..

Five foot five Shelly ordered a Pernod and Lemon..

Sexy 36-24-36 Viv ordered an Organic Banana Daiquiri..

Mickey with chestnut hair ordered a Dr. Pepper..

Micandra with blue eyes and curly hair ordered a Strawberry Daiquiri..

Tanya with the auburn hair ordered a Georgia Peaches and Cream..

Jocelyn with reddish wavy hair ordered a Diet Coke.

Robbin L. with blue eyes and brown hair ordered a Coke..

Five foot three Tara with light brown hair ordered a White Russian..

Carolyn G. with brown curly hair ordered a wild cherry Kool-Aid..

Marisa with light brown hair ordered a Long Island Iced Tea..

Green-eyed Vivian ordered a coke..

Brigitt with blondish/brown hair ordered a banana and cherry juice mix..

Sonja the pretty red head ordered a Coke..

Red haired Sharon ordered a Diet Pepsi.

Robin w. with long brown hair ordered a Screwdriver..

Blue eyed Kathy ordered a decaf ice tea..

Deanna with one brown eye and one green, ordered a Rum and Coke..

And of course their beloved mascot Flamingo must have a bowl of brackish water and a dish of shrimp.

Mark left the table with his list and a look of puzzlement on his face.  This was the weirdest group of women he’d ever seen and his usual way of remembering everyone by the notes on his pad would be very confusing indeed.  But still there were the strange requests for Kool-Aid and where in the hell was he supposed to get a bowl of brackish water?

Cassie and the girls parked the Torino in the back and took a few minutes to check their hair in the mirror.  They had driven with the windows up so as not to muss their hairdos and the smell of the marijuana lingered unmistakably. 

“We have to let the car air out before he smells it.” Cassie told them.

“Leave the windows up and lock it. We’ll air it out when we get back.” Taryn said. “Now let’s hurry up and get inside.”

They made their way towards the front door and were allowed in after checking their ID’s at the entrance.  The young man at the door hesitated at the sight of Stacey but decided that she would be allowed to pass.

The three of them took seats near the round part of the stage at the end of the runway so they could get a good view.  Cassie was very nervous as she waited in anticipation of what she was about to see.  Men stripping down to practically nothing…it was a scary yet intriguing thought.

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Joe Joe entered the dressing room and strolled over to Hutch.  Starsky saw her coming and found an excuse to make a hasty retreat…so he could leave the two of them to talk.

“Well I better go check the line-up so we’ll know when we go on..” He told them as he walked quickly away.

“So…are you ready?” She asked Hutch as she stepped a little closer.

“Sure…I was just wondering.” Hutch told her.

“Wondering what?” She asked.

“About the guy that was murdered a few weeks ago.” He began. “Do you think the rest of us are in any danger?”

“No…of course not.” She assured him. “I was just wondering something myself.”

“What?” Hutch said as he flashed a sexy smile at her.

“What are you doing later?” She said as she pulled herself even closer to him.

She was very close now…too close. She began to rub herself on him as she gazed into his pale blue eyes…and he noticed something.  Something that shouldn’t be there.  Something that made his stomach turn as he felt it.

“Sorry but I’m kinda taken…” He told her as he grabbed her by the arms and pulled some distance between them.

“You sure…You know I have so much more to offer.” She teased.

“Trust me…he’s all the man I’ll ever need.” Hutch told her.

CHAPTER 11

Her pretty face changed its expression quickly with his remark..  From one of a seductress to one of pure hatred.  It was a look that made Hutch loosen his grip on her arms and stand frozen in place. She reached her hand back and slapped him hard in the face.  Harder than any woman had ever hit him before and it almost knocked him off balance.  Then she turned and walked away leaving him standing there alone…rubbing the side of his face and catching the strange looks from the other men in the room.

Starsky had been watching and walked over to his partner quickly as she left him standing there.

“So what happened to the old Hutchinson charm?” He asked as he pulled Hutch’s hand away from his face to get a better look at the damage.

“It only works on women.” He replied, as he looked his partner in the eye.

“You mean she isn’t….” Starsky asked in amazement.

“Hardly not…I mean not hardly.” Hutch replied. “I don’t know how the hell he hides it.”

“Must not be much to hide.” Starsky told him as he sat him down in a nearby chair.

“Wanna bet.” He said with conviction…he had felt it against his leg.  He knew now why Joe Joe liked em’ big.  She wouldn’t want to give the other guy a complex when she revealed herself to her perspective lover. 

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While Momo and the list girls chatted amongst themselves…Micandra noticed something familiar about one of the girls seated across the dance floor from them.  She motioned to Momo, Sonja, and a few of the others to look in that direction.

“Doesn’t that girl over there look just like the way Pebbles described Cassie in The Promise?” Micandra said to them. “She shouldn’t be in here if she’s only 16 years old.”

“Lighten up Mic…after all didn’t you ever sneak into a place like this when you were younger?” She told her.  “Just leave them alone.”

“Something’s really strange about all of this.” Laura remarked.

“Yeah…like why all the old disco music and what’s with the disco ball?” Vivian replied.

“Just relax will ya…I hear some clubs go for the nostalgic look these days.” Deanna spoke up.

“Just bring on the guys already.” Robin said impatiently. She’s the one who ordered the screwdriver. (Wonder what’s on her mind…HUH)

Cassie and the girls ordered their drinks and waited patiently for the show to start.  Cassie noticed the girls across the way as they continued to give her strange looks.  She thought that they suspected she was too young to be there and she wondered if they would cause a scene about it. After a little while she relaxed a bit as she watched them go back to their conversation and ignore her. 

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Starsky and Hutch had discovered that Johnny would go on first and were a little relieved since this was their first time in front of an actual audience and maybe they could watch Johnny to see how he handles it.

 They stood near the curtain, careful not to be seen as they watched Johnny  preparing himself. They heard the music start as the house lights were suddenly dimmed. Thick smoke emanated from the fog machine as Johnny ran past them…skidding on his knees through the thick smoke and rose quickly to his feet..Girating to the beat of the music.

“He’s pretty good.” Starsky said as he watched him move his pelvis slowly and turn himself around moving his shirt off his shoulders and smiling as the women ate it up.

The women were screaming…all but Cassie who was watching in silence as he knelt down near her to give her a close view as he pulled his shirt the rest of the way off while staring into her eyes.  She swallowed hard and didn’t take her eyes off of him. Starsky and Hutch watched the show paying no mind to the crowd until he was completely down to his briefs.  It was then that something caught Hutch’s eye…something that scared him half to death.

“Starsk!” He said in a panicked voice.  “Check the group of women on the left.”

“So what about them?” Starsky asked curiously.

“So what group of women we know who roam around with a giant pink flamingo?” He asked as he stared into Starsky’s eyes.

Starsky’s face suddenly turned white as he quickly glanced toward the left of the stage and spotted the large bird being petted by one of the women.

“OH SHIT…It’s them.” Starsky exclaimed with fear as he turned to look at Hutch.  “What the hell are they doing here?”

“Just don’t panic…. Think…what do they usually want from us?” Hutch asked him.

“What do you have to be worried about?… It’s me their after…they want to hurt me so you can comfort me.” Starsky told him with a hint of fear in his eyes. “OH MY GOD….The ginsu knife. They’re gonna have it cut off and make you sow it back on.” He said.

“Now wait just a minute partner…what makes you think I’ll sow it back on.” Hutch kidded him.

“Aw…C’mon Hutch …you wouldn’t let me bleed to death would you?” Starsky asked him.

“You’re being a little ridiculous aren’t you?” Hutch told him. “The one thing they won’t do is cut it off…trust me.”

“You don’t know what they’re capable of Hutch…you haven’t been they’re guinea pig lately.” Starsky said in a whisper.  “Who knows what they’ll do to me eventually.”

          Just then a thought occurred to Hutch. Something he hadn’t realized until that very moment.

         “Hey…didn’t you see Cassie today?” Hutch asked.

          “Yeah…so what’s that got to do with anything?” Starsky answered him nervously.

          “Well then you have nothing to worry about.” Hutch stated confidently.

          “What are you talking about?” Starsky asked annoyed at his partner’s sudden confident attitude.

          “Because nobody puts Cassie into their story but Pebbles and CJ…as long as Cassie is around…we’re gonna be pretty safe.” Hutch deducted.

          “Oh yeah…no wonder we’re dancing in bikini briefs…” Starsky said a little calmer.  “I shoulda’ known they were behind this one.”

          “Yeah, all they want to do is embarrass and humiliate us. Of course it had to be a P&C Production.” Hutch said with relief.  “Who else would put us through this?”

          They stood there watching the girls in the corner for a few more seconds as Johnny knelt down to receive the money that they were stuffing into his waistband.  Giving them kisses and shaking it for them with each new bill that he received. 

          “So that’s what they want…to shove dollars in our pants and get a little thrill.” Starsky said smugly. “That’s why their here?”

          “Beats the hell out of getting shot or being thrown out of a five story window…remember that one?” Hutch replied.

          “How could I forget…I talked funny for a three months.” He told him.

          “So maybe if you dance good enough for them they’ll take it easy on you for awhile.” Hutch suggested.

          “Yeah…you’re right…give em’ a good show and maybe they’ll be nice to me.” Starsky added.

           Johnny finished his number and Hutch was up next.  He adjusted the cowboy hat on his head and checked his appearance in the nearby mirror.  He wanted to make it good for the devoted Hutch fans out there who had been so kind to him.  For a group that is supposed to be predominately Fans of his partner…they sure put him through a lot of crap.  He was just thankful that he wasn’t loved as much….Gee.

          “One last thing.” Hutch said as he looked over at his partner.  “I’ll need a mask…to hide my Identity.”

          “What for?” Starsky asked him.

          “Just humor me will ya…” Hutch told him. “We’re not supposed to know they’re here and I want to see if they’ll recognize me.” He explained.”

          “Alright…but no mask for me…I want them to know what I’m willing to do for them.” He stated.

          “Let’s get back into the story now…I want to see how it ends.” Hutch suggested.

          “Ok…no more talk about this…back to work.” His partner agreed as he slapped Hutch on the rear. “Go get em’ Blondie!”

The house lights dimmed and Hutch’s music came over the speakers.  With the fog machine again blowing out thick smoke … Hutch took a deep breath before making his grand entrance onto the empty stage.

CHAPTER 12

Hutch waited for an ample amount of fog to fill the stage so he could make his entrance as grand as possible.  The music…Love Machine…pounded out loudly through the house speakers and Hutch had his entrance timed precisely after the first eight measures.  As he came through the smoke with his shirt collar pulled up and his hat pulled down…the music became louder and the beat stronger.

 He looked like something out of an old Clint Eastwood movie as he stepped through the smoke and stood there…shaking one leg to the beat in an Elvis type motion.  Then he lifted his head slowly…with his fingers gently rubbing across the brim of his hat.  The black mask only added to his sexy appearance as he kept a stone faced gaze, like a department store manikin.

Then he began to move…slowly at first…and then with more energy.  Shaking his shoulders and dancing as he moved closer towards the end of the runway to the dance floor.  His hips moving to the beat methodically, hypnotizing the crowd with the rhythmic motion.  You would think he’d been doing this all of his life.  He tipped his hat to the group of women on the left as he pulled the top string of his shirt slowly with his free hand.  Letting it fall open to reveal a hairless chest and tan chest muscles.

Then he knelt down close to them…with his weight on the front tips of his shiny black boots and moved his hips back and forth as he went lower and lower. His pale blue eyes were piercing as he watched their reactions from behind the black mask. It was a teasing game, a form of foreplay.  He was seducing them slowly and loving every minute of it.

He stood back up still moving to the music and turned to face Cassie’s group as he opened the bottom snaps on his shirt.  He noticed the three of them as seeming a little young.  But he was in the middle of his act and didn’t have time to let it concern him.  Cassie was hardly recognizable…her hair was up and her otherwise angelic looking face was hidden behind a thick coating of makeup.

The list girls were going wild, especially Sonja and the other Blintz lovers.  There was definitely something familiar about him.  Something that turned them on like nothing they’d ever experienced before.  They were amazed at the fact that he bore such a striking resemblance to the man who intruded on their dreams as they slept.  The one who strolled through their minds at the most inopportune moments.  Blonde and tan with those sexy blue eyes.  More man than any well deserving woman could hope for.

He gently lifted his hat from his head and held it by the top with one hand as he moved it down his body slowly…then bringing it back up…he tossed it over his shoulder. His shirt was open now…and he let his cowboy vest slide off his shoulders as he held his arms behind him and allowed it to fall.  A little trick that Johnny had taught him.

Then he dropped to the floor… and crawled slowly over to Sonja.  Taking her hand and putting it on his bare oily chest as he rose to his knees allowing it to slide down to his midsection.  Teasing her as he moved his body away and arched his back still kneeling on the stage in front of them…the motion caused his open shirt to fall aimlessly to the floor behind him. He arched his back even further and moved his pelvis up and down in front of them…the tight black pants he was wearing stretched over an unmistakable bulge in front.  He knew they were enjoying it…and it even turned him on a little.

Cassie watched in amazement as he took it off.  Feelings that she had never experienced before began to stir inside of her.  Still, there was something familiar about him.  But she just couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Starsky watched as his partner performed his magic on the audience.  Taking them to the point of ecstasy and holding them there…only to be left to their perspective boyfriends as he walked away grinning.  Starsky would have them next…and they would be primed and ready.  His partner was making sure of it.

Hutch slowly spread his legs and lowered himself halfway to the floor.  Then he lifted his arms up over his head and stared up at the ceiling.  Holding his eyes there he suddenly threw his hands down to his thighs…grabbed hold of his pants and ripped them off in one clean motion…and tossed them aside. 

The girls screamed with excitement…and Cassie let out an uncontrollable OH MY GOD…as he lowered his head and rolled forward on the floor coming up quickly to his feet again. He began to dance close to them as they stuffed money into his waistband. While giving a few quick kisses he continued to gyrate as he had seen Johnny do. 

While he danced he couldn’t help but hear the small voice echoing in his head…OH MY GOD.  He had heard it before…and he knew it.  It sounded just like her.  But that was crazy…what would she be doing in here?

He gave another kiss and moved over to the other side of the stage…to get a closer look at the younger crowd of girls.  He didn’t believe in coincidence and he had a bad feeling.  Still dancing he turned to the right and ran his eyes over the crowd quickly.  It was her…hair pulled up and a little heavy on the makeup but it was her.

His expression changed suddenly as he made a hasty exit. He waved towards the list girls as he left…and walked quickly behind the curtain.

“Where are you going?” Starsky asked curiously. “You didn’t finish.”

“I’ll be right back.” He said quickly as he ran into the dressing room and shut the door.

“I guess when you gotta go…you gotta go.” Starsky mused.

Hutch threw his pants and shirt on quickly and ran back out and down the opposite end of the hallway…to come out of a small door behind the bar.

The ladies were still clapping and cat calling as he made his way slowly behind them…moving around the crowd to come up behind her.

He tapped her lightly on the shoulder and she turned around. As their eyes met…the look on her face told him that she was more than surprised to see him…she was shocked. 

“What The Hell Are You Doing In Here?” He yelled at her.

“Hutch?” She asked in a surprised voice as she reached up to pull the mask from his eyes. “Is that you?”

Hutch was caught…and he knew it.  (Oh Shit…I forgot to take the damn thing off.)  He thought to himself.

***”This is so much fun,” Pebbles said as she watched the action and punched the keys in a rhythmic motion. “Don’t you just love it CJ CJ….CJ!!!!…..Now where did her highness get off to?”*****

CHAPTER 13

Cassie couldn’t believe her eyes as she pulled the black mask from his face.  Hutch was a male stripper?  This was too weird.  Hutch always seemed like such the choirboy.  Did he need the money that bad? All these thoughts ran through her mind so fast it made her head swim.  Not to mention the fact that where there was Hutch…you can be certain that Starsky wouldn’t be too far behind.  And if he caught her there…she would be toast.

“Where’s Dave?” She asked him in a worried voice.

“He’s here…and if he spots you…I can’t be held responsible.” Hutch told her.

“I just want you to know…this wasn’t my idea.” Cassie told him trying to explain herself.

“Just get the hell out of here before he sees you.” Hutch told her as he grabbed her by the shoulders and escorted her towards the door.  Then he grabbed hold of Stacey and pulled her in the same direction.  Taryn followed reluctantly because Cassie was her only ride home.

If the list girls would have just turned around…they’d have recognized Hutch for sure.  But they were distracted as the House lights dimmed, the music “Macho Man” emanated through the sound system and the fog came rolling over the stage once more.

Starsky came through the smoke wearing a construction worker’s hat a tool belt and what looked like a yellow jumpsuit as the music grew louder. He held his head down concealing his face for a few seconds…but as soon as he raised up the list girls let out screams of astonishment.  They weren’t expecting to see him…here…in the flesh….and about to take it off!  They had to wonder if their own eyes were deceiving them. 

Hutch hurried with the girls out the front door in an attempt to save his partner a little embarrassment…if that was possible at this point.  He knew Starsky wouldn’t want Cassie of all people to watch this.  It was Taryn that spotted him first as she trailed behind and happened to glance back.

   “Hey…isn’t that the one you live with?” Taryn yelled to Cassie as she stared up at him.

Cassie turned around and looked up at the stage.  “Dave?” She said in almost a whisper as she watched him begin to dance.  She couldn’t believe it.  Dave was stripping too?  Why? What the hell is going on in here? Cassie was blown away by the image in front of her…but there he was…strutting around on that stage…just like Hutch.

“C’mon…lets go!” Hutch told her as he dragged her out the door.  She had seen too much already and he wasn’t about to let her see any more. As he rushed them out the door he collided suddenly with a pretty young girl as she was just arriving.  Tall and slender with Brown hair and pale green eyes….Now wait just a darn minute…CJ?  What the heck?

“Excuse me..” Hutch said a little embarrassed as he squeezed past her in the narrow doorway.

“Oh you can bump into me anytime.” CJ said with a smile as she felt him rub against her.  She watched as he walked quickly around the back of the building with the three young girls, until they were gone.

(Alright….Hold everything.  After all this is my fantasy too.  Why am I the one left to mind the controls? [Pebbles thought to herself]….

Aawww…Heck.  The guys can handle this on their own for a while….

Now where’s that darn Autopilot?)

A Black Mercedes Benz was parked on the side of the building.  It caught Hutch’s eye for a moment as he noted its presence.  Then he proceeded on with the girls to his partner’s car.  It was parked in back…in a dark corner of the parking lot, .away from the streetlights.  Obviously to conceal it as much as possible from anyone who just happened to pass by.  He took the key from Cassie and unlocked the driver’s door.  The girls slowly climbed in and waited for him to let them leave.  He still held the keys in his hand as Cassie rolled the window down to talk to him.

“Go straight home and stay there…I’ll talk to you about all this later.” He said as he handed her the keys.  Then it hit him…the smell that emanated from inside the car.  An unmistakable aroma that he was too familiar with.

“Let me see your eyes.” Hutch told her as he knelt closer to her.

“Hutch why are you and Dave doing this?” She asked as she let him get a close look.

As he inspected the whites of her eyes a loud disturbance drew his attention away.  Something was going on inside the club.  It sounded like all hell had broken loose and he knew Starsky would be in the middle of it and would need his help.  Hutch decided to abandon his interrogation of Cassie and move on to more pressing matters.

“We’ll talk about what I smell in this car later young lady…Now Get Going!” He said as he gave the top of the car a firm smack with his hand and turned to jog back to the end of the building and around the corner.  Cassie fired up the engine and hurried out of the parking lot…still reeling from the excitement of the past few moments.

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Pebbles made her way inside as Cj and the other list girls were screaming and shoving at each other to get as close to the stage as they could. With all the confusion, her lecture to CJ was gonna have to wait…Besides, she was too engrossed in the show anyway. It sounded like a rock concert and there was Starsky…on stage enjoying the reaction he was receiving…Until….Until.

Until without thinking he allowed himself to get a little bit too close for comfort.  Dancing with the top of his easily removable jumpsuit hanging down and his tool belt already discarded…he decided to get closer and go down while moving his hips back and forth the way he had seen his partner do earlier.  As he crept closer he was suddenly mobbed…they grabbed him by his arms…they grabbed him by his legs….they grabbed him by anything they could reach including his jumpsuit and drug him off the stage and onto their table like a pack of hungry wolves. 

Pebbles and Cj were of course right in the middle of the action.  This was War! It was every gal for her self as they ripped his clothes off and fought feverishly over his flailing body.  He tried to break free but they had him…and they weren’t about to let him go.

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Joe Joe watched as Starsky was pulled off stage and put her hand out as the other dancers hurried to his aid from backstage.  She wouldn’t let them pass by her.  She wanted to watch it happen.  He needs to suffer…she thought to herself.  Ken liked him better…why?  What the hell did he and that pack of wild women see in him anyway?  Not much in the meat department and he didn’t show much ability on stage. 

“Let them tear him apart.” She said as she held his rescuers at bay.  “He doesn’t belong here anyway…maybe this will scare him off.” She added.

“C’mon Joe Joe…they could really hurt him.” Peter pleaded with her.  “What did he ever do to you?”

“Just stay out of it.” Joe Joe barked at him.  “It’s none of your business.”

(Oh Crap….Everything is falling apart.)

Starsky was struggling as they kissed him …on his face…on his arms….everywhere.  CJ had ripped his pants completely off. He was down to his briefs and about to loose them too!

“HUTCH……” He yelled in a panicked voice as he held onto his remaining article of clothing for dear life.

(Ok…that’s enough…somebody has to stop this.  C’mon CJ…CJ!)

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Hutch came barreling through the front door suddenly and ran over to the crowd of screaming women.  He pulled a few of them away and grabbed hold of his partner…bringing him to his feet.  Of course they recognized Hutch right away and with even more screaming they began to grab him too.

It was all Hutch could do to pull Starsky from them while trying to keep himself from being mobbed too badly himself.

Joe Joe finally decided to let the other guys pass…so they could rescue Hutch.  She didn’t like the way that they were going after him and decided to put an end to it.  With the help of the other dancers…Hutch finally was able to break Starsky free and together they made a hasty retreat behind the stage and into the dressing room.  Joe Joe had disappeared down the hall before their escape and was nowhere to be seen.

Hutch closed and locked the dressing room door behind them as Starsky found a place to sit down and catch his breath.  The other guys were busy with crowd control and they were alone.

Hutch looked over at his severely shaken up partner and began to laugh uncontrollably at him.  He laughed so hard that he had to brace himself against the nearby wall and wipe the tears from his eyes.

“What The Hell is so God Damned Funny?” Starsky asked him in a highly sarcastic tone.  “I Could have been Killed!”

Hutch couldn’t control his laughter enough to get all the words out in one breath.  “Starsk…Look…..Look at yourself…in the mirror.” He finally replied.

Starsky turned to face his reflection and marveled at what he saw.  He was covered…head to toe…with wet lipstick kisses.  He looked ridiculous.

He turned back around to watch his partner as he totally lost control of himself and fell to the floor still laughing at him.

“I thought you said we didn’t have anything to worry about” Starsky said annoyed. “What happened to THAT logic…Sherlock?”

CHAPTER 14

(Ok…girl.  See what happened because I had to go down there and get you.

Poor Starsky …He didn’t even get a chance to get started before we had him off the stage and undressed.  I knew I shouldn’t have left the controls.  Don’t do that to me again.

Ok…Ok…but you gotta admit. It was fun.  And Hutch thought they would be safe.  Hey, lets give them something to worry about.  After all we can’t be too predictable now can we?)

Joe Joe walked outside in a huff and got into her car.  She sat there for a long time thinking about the way she had been rejected and grew more furious with each passing minute.  How could he turn her down like that? Just like Bobby.  He rejected her and paid dearly for it. But this time will be different.  Bobby was unconscious when she performed her deed on him…but Ken will be awake.  She would enjoy watching him suffer.  He would beg her…as she held him at her mercy… to make love to him instead. It will be his choice. To die or to surrender…it really didn’t matter to her.  She would enjoy herself either way. Ken would be hers. The other one however would be given no choice. Once she had Ken in her bed his little boyfriend will be nothing more than a distant memory… She had gotten everything she ever wanted in her life by persuasion or by force…and Ken would be no exception.

Starsky got himself cleaned up in the bathroom and put his street clothes back on while Hutch waited for him.  It took quit a bit of scrubbing to remove the lipstick from his skin but he managed to make himself presentable at least from the neck up.  The other guys had calmed the crowd down and went back to the performing lineup…the girls were allowed to stay as long as they promised to behave themselves.  Hutch asked a couple of the guys if they had seen Joe Joe and was told of the strange way that she was behaving while Starsky was being attacked.

“You would think she had something against the guy.” One of them told him

“Yeah, but as soon as she saw you…she did a complete turn around.” Another dancer remarked. 

Hutch thought about it for a minute.  There was something very strange about Joe Joe…besides the fact that he made a pretty convincing woman. 

Starsky emerged from the bathroom and the two of them left the club.  Out the back door and to his car…Hutch told Starsky what he had discovered while waiting for him. They could hear the chanting as they left the building. The list girls calling for them…even as the other guys were dancing.  There was no way they could make it through the front door without causing another scene.

As Hutch slid into the driver seat and waited for his partner…he thought about Cassie.  He hoped that she had time to make it home and put herself to bed before he dropped his partner off.  She should be punished for her behavior tonight…but he just didn’t want to get caught in the middle.  She would be mad at him and he would wind up feeling guilty about it.  She wasn’t his responsibility anyway…was she?

“C’mon lets go home…I’m beat.” Starsky said as he threw one leg up to hang his foot out the window.  “This whole thing was a bad idea from the start.” He admitted.

“I think we need to try a different approach…” Hutch told him as he drove out of the parking lot and headed for home. 

A sound hit their ears at that moment but neither one really acknowledged it.   It was the squeal of tires on pavement…obviously not Hutch’s car.  The sound came from behind them…but it was so distant and seemed to blend into the background.

“I think maybe we should put a tail on Joe Joe.” Starsky suggested. “Since she was so close to Bobby…she’s our best suspect.”

Starsky was silent for the rest of the way home.  His thoughts were on Joe Joe and the way she acted around Hutch.  He had noticed it even when his partner wasn’t paying attention.  The way she looked at him…the way she slapped him when he rejected her…all of it. 

“Hey…I’m sorry I was late tonight…I shoulda gotten there sooner.” Hutch said in attempt to break the silence. He thought that maybe his partner might be a little mad at him for it…because he hadn’t spoken for the past few minutes.

The thought really hadn’t crossed his mind until Hutch brought it up just now. “Well I was kinda curious..” He began. “Where were you anyway…couldn’t you see what was going on?” He asked as he looked over at his partner.

“Well I went outside for a minute.” Hutch answered him as honest as he could.

“Outside?…what for?” Starsky questioned him…he hadn’t mentioned stepping outside before….and his partner always told him everything.

“I was feeling a little sick to my stomach…I guess the smoke was getting to me.” Hutch lied…he hated to do it but it was either that or tell him about Cassie.

They arrived at Starsky’s place and Hutch pulled all the way up into the drive beside Starsky’s car.  He waited for his partner to unlock the door and noticed a few lights were on inside.  Cassie was obviously awake since it was not a school night and she had company.  He wondered if she would be able to convince him that she and her friends had just gotten back from the movies.

As Hutch backed out of the drive and sped off Starsky watched and waved him on.  He was about to step through the doorway when he caught a glimpse of another car…black and expensive looking. It pulled off just after Hutch pulled away…but he paid it no mind as it seemed to come from one of the neighboring houses.  He stepped in and closed the door behind him.  Then he paused…as he let his mind wander.  There was an uneasy feeling in his gut.  Something he couldn’t explain but it made him feel as if he should jump into his car and follow after his partner.  He had heard something or seen something that told him that Hutch was in danger…but he just couldn’t remember?

“Hi..” Cassie called to him as she turned her head in his direction.  She and the other two girls were in their nightgowns and watching a Horror movie on TV.  They had rushed to get ready for bed as soon as they got home. Scrubbing away the makeup and taking down their hair to reflect the image of three young innocent girls behaving themselves…and he fell for it…hook line and sinker.  Or so it seemed.

“So…you three have a good time?” He asked as he lifted his leg and placed half his weight on the back of the sofa to talk to them.

“Sure did.” Taryn said in a little bit of a teasing tone.

Cassie wasn’t sure if Hutch had told on her or not…but just in case he didn’t, she was gonna play it out the innocent act.

“So what did ya see?” He asked in a calm manner.

Nothing…I swear.” Stacey spoke up in a panicked voice…she was so afraid that they were already caught and took a different meaning from his simple question.

“Well you had to see something…the hoods still warm.” Starsky said still calm but now a little suspicious.

“It was a Horror movie…you know…the guy with the chainsaw…goes after the innocent teenagers.  Blood and guts kinda stuff.” Cassie said trying to save what little bit of the story as she could.

“So tell me about it.” He asked with a smile…by now he knew something was up…and he knew he would find out what.

“Nothing to tell really…the guy kills all but one of the kids and then he buys it.” Taryn told him with confidence.  “I’m tired…lets go to bed.”

They all three jumped up…Stacey turned off the TV…and Cassie reached up to give him a quick kiss on the check as she rose to her feet.  “Goodnight..” They said symotaineously.

“CASSIE “ He called before she made it into the bedroom. “Come here.”

“What.” She said as she reluctantly walked back to him.  She was sure she was in for it now.

“I don’t know where you went…but it wasn’t to the movies.” He told her as he looked down at his watch and noted the time.  “Unless you have a habit of walking out in the middle of the show.”

“You’re right.” She told him as she lowered her head. “ I’m sorry I lied to you.”

“Go on to bed and we’ll have a long talk tomorrow.” He told her as he grabbed her on the back of the neck and pulled her close to kiss her on the forehead.  “At least the car’s in one piece.”

“Oh I took good care of it.” She told him and turned to walk away.  “Goodnight.” …They did walk out in the middle of the show” She thought to herself. “He didn’t know how right he was.”

“Goodnight Princess.” He said as he smiled at her…they had probably gone joy riding…or something…he’ll find out later.  Right now he had Hutch on his mind and the same eerie feeling crept over him again.  He walked into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of milk and reached into the cabinet for the chocolate drink mix.  Still thinking about the events of the night…going over every detail on his mind….Until it dawned on him….the one thing that put it all together.  The reason that his gut feelings were calling to him.

CHAPTER 15

Starsky sat his glass in the sink as his thoughts raced back to the one thing that had been eating at his sub-concious mind for the past few minutes.  The sound that he had completely ignored as they were leaving.  Someone had been following them. Why the hell hadn’t he picked up on it?

“Hutch.” He said out loud as his heart pounded wildly and the adrenaline flowed through his veins.  He had to get to Hutch’s place…before it was too late.  He rushed into his bedroom and grabbed his gun from the dresser…picked up the clip and slapped it hard into the chamber.  Then he headed out the door and climbed into his car.

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Hutch arrived at his place and slowly pulled into the driveway…turned off the engine and locked both doors. He strolled up the walkway to his front door and reached for the key above the doorframe where he kept it.  He then let out a large yawn as he slowly unlocked the door…and that was all he could remember.

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Joe Joe drove carefully with her lights off down the little street and pulled up about a half block from his place.  She watched him as he locked his car and followed behind him as he stepped up to the front door.  He was unaware of her presence and so he was an easy target as she hit him over the head and his tall gorgeous body fell straight to the floor…completely unconscious.

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“Wake up Lover.” Joe Joe whispered as he began to move his head and moan.  He was tied to the bed tightly and she was sitting on top of him now…straddling his body. 

He was very groggy and it took several moments for his mind to focus on his surroundings.  His head was throbbing and he had blood running down the side of his face…he couldn’t see it but he could feel it.  He could also feel the fact that he was totally naked.  She had obviously stripped him of his clothing before tying him up.  As his head cleared he realized that he was completely helpless.  The ropes where very tight and his hands and feet were almost totally numb.  She began to stroke his hair gently and rub her hands up and down his chest as she spoke to him in soft tones.

“Don’t be afraid lover….Joe Joe won’t hurt you as long as you give her what she wants.” She told him…speaking in the third person as she played with his mind.

“What does Joe Joe want?” Hutch asked in a whisper as he played along with the game.  He really didn’t have much of a choice and if he could gain her trust he might be able to convince her to remove the straps.

“Just a taste of what you have.” She said as she leaned in close to his face.

“And I’ll give you something you want in return.” She told him as she kissed him softly on the neck and ran her tongue down his hairless chest.

“But I told you…I’m already involved.” Hutch said as he squirmed in an effort to get her to stop…the warmth and wetness of her tongue on his skin was making him naucious.

Joe Joe sat back up suddenly and glared at him angrily.  “You mean that little crybaby you hang around with?” She asked him “He can’t be very satisfying.”

“We’ve been together for a long time.” Hutch added.

“Then why don’t you live together?” She posed the question. “I saw you drop him off.”

“I need my own space.” Hutch told her as he pulled at the ropes to test their hold on him.

“Let me show you what you’re missing out on.” She cooed as she looked deep into his pale blue eyes. “You know I can give you so much more.”

“I can’t.” Hutch told her as he tried hard to form his next sentence…put in the right context…it was true. But not in the way he was about to say it.

“I love him.”

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Starsky drove as fast as he could towards the other end of town…he had the siren on but didn’t bother to place the light on top of the car.  If they couldn’t hear him coming he’d just go around them.  He had to get to Hutch as fast as possible.  The thought of what she could do to him turned his stomach. What an unconceivable way to die.  Of all the times they had been shot and everything else that they had gone through together. To picture Hutch on a coroner’s slab with his manhood missing and the other cops staring down at his body….Oh God…it was more than he could bare. 

He noted the stale smell of marijuana as it filled the inside of his car but he ignored it.  It hardly registered in his mind as his thoughts focused on his partner.  If he was too late…at least maybe he could try to stop the bleeding…pack it in ice and hope they could repair the damage at the hospital.  Because he wasn’t up on his needlepoint.

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Joe Joe raised her right hand up high enough so that Hutch could see what she had concealed in it.  The sharp edges of the knife shined in the overhead light as she drew it closer to his throat and began to run it’s tip gently down his chest in a zig zag pattern.  He froze at the sight of it as he remembered what she had done to poor Bobby.

 (OH…SHIT!) He thought and swallowed hard as he felt the cold steel edge make its way down his neck.  Then he felt it penetrate…slicing a small gash in his chest as the warm blood flowed down his side.  Then another one…on the other side a little deeper than the first and more painful.  He let out a small moan followed by a couple of short gasps of air as she continued to cut the pattern into his chest.  Her face holding a steady cold smile the whole time.

“You can make it stop.” She told him in a soft whisper. “All you have to do is surrender.”

“Surrender?” Hutch asked as he held his head up to watch the knife as it continued down his body.

“Yes….Surrender and make Love to me.” She said as she placed yet another deep gash across his stomach. “Or die…It’s your choice.”

CHAPTER 16...FINAL

Hutch knew he should remain calm although inside he was fuming.  His anger grew stronger with each movement of the knife.  If she was gonna kill him why the hell didn’t she just cut his throat.  This form of torture only served to fuel his fire.  Still, if he was to have any chance to break free at all he would have to convince her that he wanted to cooperate.  Then maybe he could get her to loosen the ropes. He knew he was totally on his own.  There was no way His partner could know what was going on. 

“Just say yes…and I’ll stop.” Joe Joe told him as she began to make yet another stroke with the knife.

“Alright…alright.” Hutch pleaded with her.  “But what’s to stop you from killing me anyway?” He asked.

“Women go to the police for sex crimes…Men tend not to.” She whispered softly as she leaned close to his face.  “Do you really think you could bring yourself to testify in front of a room full of strangers?  Tell them every detail?  Expose yourself sexually to the world?” She asked him. “You won’t do it.…I garauntee it.” She said with confidence.

He thought about it for a minute…most men wouldn’t go to the police.  He had seen what female victums of rape have to endure.  A man would just as soon keep it to himself.  She had said it as if she were sure of herself…as if she had been through this more than once.  But Bobby was dead…were there perhaps others?  How many others?

Hutch could see it in her eyes…he knew exactly what she was capable of and it scared the hell out of him.

“So how do you expect this to work while I’m all tied up?” He asked her.

“Just let me worry about that Lover.” She told him.

“But that means you’ll have to do all the work…Why don’t you give me my hands?” He said in a calm voice…hoping he could convince her that he was sincere.

“But then you might try to get away.” She said with an evil smile. “I don’t think you’ll play fair.”

“I promise…I’ll behave.” He said as he spoke in the same soft tone as before.

“You’re lying…You know you’re lying!” She said as she began to loose control.  “LIAR….LIAR.” She yelled in a rage as she lifted the knife higher and gripped it tightly.  “You don’t love me!”

“DROP IT!”  A familiar voice yelled from behind her as she felt the cold round end of Starsky’s gun against her temple. 

Joe Joe froze in place still gripping the knife in her hand.

“I SAID DROP IT!!” He yelled again. “OR I’LL PEIRCE YOUR EARS THE HARD WAY!” Starsky ordered…and she knew he was serious.

She released her grip on the knife and let it fall with a thud onto the bed.  Starsky picked it up by the blade and threw it across the room.  Then he grabbed her by the arm and threw her off of his partner. 

“UNTIE HIM!” He told her as he held his gun in both hands and kept it pointed straight at her.

She did as she was told and Hutch grabbed the bed sheet to cover himself…then he sat on the edge of the bed rubbing his sore wrists and let out a long sigh of relief.

“What took you so long?” He kidded as he looked over at his partner and gave him a weak smile.

“I stopped for a burger and fries…you hungry?” He asked in a playful manner as he tightened the handcuffs around Joe Joe’s wrists and tied her feet together with a piece of the rope. Then he stood up and walked over to Hutch.  His eyes grew wider as he knelt down to get a good look at the bleeding wounds across his chest. 

“I’ll be right back.” He told him as he put a comforting hand on his cheek.  Then he stood back up suddenly and walked into the kitchen… grabbed a pot from under one of the cabinets…and filled it with warm water

Hutch picked up the bedside phone and called the station while Starsky was busy hunting for a clean washcloth.  He told them to send a squad car to his house to pick up Joe Joe and that they would file their reports in the morning. As he made the call he grabbed a pair of boxers from his dresser drawer and slid them on.  Then he took out a pair of his pants and slid them on as well.  Joe Joe looked like a prize calf in a rodeo the way his partner had left her…on her belly with her feet and hands behind her.  He walked out into the living room and was quickly pulled over to the couch by his highly excitable partner.

“Hold still…let me take a better look.” Starsky told him as he wiped the blood gently away from his wounds.

“I’m okay…they’re not that deep.” Hutch said as he flinched at his partner’s touch.

“Shut up and quit moving.” He said as if he was speaking to a child of ten.

“Yes Mom.” Hutch kidded him and leaned back to get comfortable as he allowed his partner to continue.

Starsky cleared away most of the blood and got a much better look at the cuts on his chest. “Your gonna need stitches on some of these.” He told him.

“Just wrap them up and let them heal.” Hutch said annoyed. “I don’t need to go to the hospital.”

“Don’t argue with me Hutch…Ya know sometimes you can be so damned stubborn.” He lectured.

“Stitches leave scars.” Hutch told him.

“And we wouldn’t want that…it could ruin your dancing career.” Starsky said with a hint of sarcasm.

“Aw…C’mon.” Hutch laughed at him.

Joe Joe struggled on the bedroom floor with her bondage and listened to them as they spoke.  “Hey guys…I’m really uncomfortable over here.” She whined.

“Shut Up!” They said in two voices that blended into one.

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The police finally showed up and took Joe Joe into custody as Hutch was talked into a quick trip to the hospital for some repairs.  Thank God the damage had been minor Starsky thought as he waited for the Nurse to finish with him.  Hutch would heal quickly and be back to his old self in no time.

He called the station and received word that Joe Joe’s real name was Joseph Phillips and he used to work as a Chef in Florida…He had been under suspicion for murder there and fled the State.  The other two strippers Mike and Tony, had shown up at the club just after they left and Dobey was informed by Peter that they had run off to get married and weren’t really missing after all.

With a prescription and a good dose of demerol in his system…Hutch was ready to go home and lay down.  Starsky put him to bed and locked the door behind him as he left.

During the long drive home the fowl aroma in his car became more and more evident.  It smelt like they had filmed a Cheech and Chong movie in there.  Starsky wondered if this was the first time or if  she been smoking the stuff all along.  He would have picked up on it.  He can spot the look in an instant.  Cassie had never given him the impression of being stoned.  It must have been one of the other girls…not Stacey.  The other one.  She was trouble no doubt about that. 

He pulled into the driveway and shut off the engine. As he walked slowly up to the front door he watched it crack open…as Cassie stepped outside to talk to him.

“Hi.” She said cautiously.

“What are you doing up?” Starsky asked her as he stepped closer to her.

“I couldn’t sleep until we had it out.” She told him.

“Ok…for starters…where did you go tonight?” He began.

“We snuck into the club.” She said as she bowed her head down.

“Which club.” He asked a little more intense.

“Roosters…I know you’ll be mad at me but it wasn’t my idea.” She told him as she lifted her head and looked into his eyes.

“Who’s idea was it?” He asked again.

Taryn’s…she talked you into letting me drive.” She said.

“Hutch and I were there on assignment…but it’s over now.” He told her.

“You were working as a cop?” She asked with a curious look on her face.

“What do you think…we moonlight as strippers?” He said sarcastically.

“I didn’t know what to think.” She told him.

“What about the car?” He said as he stared at her. “It smells like a refer convention in there.”

“Taryn did it.” She admitted, “I made her put it out as soon as I saw it.”

“You didn’t?” He stopped.

“Of course not…I don’t do that.” She told him softly. “I would think you’d know me better.”

“Alright…as of right now your grounded…I’ll tell you for how long in the morning.” He said as he walked her inside…and wraped his arm around her shoulder. “After I’ve had time to think it over.”

THE END

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