ART: Starsky Joins Hutch in the Police Shower from the gen story, Perchance to Dream by Elizabeth Lowry.
“A warm hand slapped Hutch on the butt. Hutch whirled, water spraying from his hair as he whipped around in the shower. He relaxed when the man who stepped up beside him grinned wickedly.
“Who’d you think it was, Don and his musical dong?” Eyebrows wiggled lasciviously, and Starsky turned on a warm spray.
“Nah.” Hutch scooped up the soap he’d dropped. “You just startled me, that’s all.” He reworked a lather, trying to cover the flush he knew was turning his whole body crimson.
Starsky was too busy concentrating on his own lather. “How’d your day go?” He rubbed soap into his shoulders and chest.”
Originally published in the zine, The Fix #2 in 1987.
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