Sexy Rexy

[Stefan Spencer]

It had been a long, fun night. But right now Stefan was looking for a place to crash for a bit.

He’d gotten turned around leaving the bar. As usual, he seemed to have misplaced his cane. But he had enough drinks in him that his leg wasn’t giving him any trouble at the moment.

Stumbling onto a playground, Stefan was considering sitting down for a bit. Just a minute or so until the world stopped tilting so much. It was then that he saw a young woman also relaxing in the playground near the swing sets. So, smoothing out his hair a bit, Stefan made his way over to take a seat next to her.

“Hey there sexy,” he said, draping his arm across the woman’s back. “You be McDonalds. I’ll be Burger King. I’ll have it my way and you’ll be lovin’ it.”

His new friend was quiet, but smiling. Which Stefan took as a good sign as he leaned in for a kiss.

Yes this certainly was a fun night.

Of course, anyone walking by the playground right then seeing a 54 year old man making out with a plastic T-rex on a coil for kids to ride may have had other words to describe the night.

[Calvin Brewer]

Calvin had been sent out to patrol the streets. It was such a general job, one in which things didn't often happen. Though in this city, one couldn't lower their guard. Just when things couldn't get more dull, something happened that really changed your perspective on things. A murder, an assault, an accident... an older fellow making out with a child's toy?

He stopped short, staring toward the playground, wondering if there was something that he was missing.

There had been a lot of drunks in Cal's history as a police officer. Most of them were relatively harmless. The main red flag that came about in his mind was why the Hell would someone close in age with him be on a playground in the first place? Sure there weren't any kids out now, or at least there had better not be, but that didn't make this feel any less uncomfortable. If he was part of a couple, it wouldn't be so strange. Expecting just about anything now, as Calvin walked toward the man, he glanced around to make sure that he was alone, that there wasn't someone getting freaky with a seesaw or something.

He lightly touched a gun at his hip as if to make sure it was there, but lowered his hand before speaking. “Step away from the t-rex, Sir, and give me your name.” Being close like this, it was hard not to laugh at the spectacle before him.

[Stefan Spencer]

"You sure are the strong, silent type," Stefan said. He was hoping for at least some comment after a kiss like that. Still he supposed there was no real reason for words. "You must work out a ton. You're so...hard," he laughed a little as his hands ran over his companion.

It was then that Stefan heard someone speaking. For a moment he thought it was his new friend, but then realized the voice was coming from behind him. He turned to see a man standing a few feet away, though he couldn't make out many of the details past that between the poor lighting in the playground and his inebriation.

"T-rex?" He asked, still sitting on the ground with one arm draped over the animal. "There's no need for name-calling. Don't be a hater. Why don't you join us?" Because more was always merrier.