UNCOVERED
BY P&C PRODUCTIONS
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
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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?”
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