‘Dude, that is one big fucking dick.’ ‘Karen!’ Steve was clearly embarrassed at his co-worker seeing him like this. ‘What…you’re the one... that’s gay, dude, not me. Shit! I didn’t know you were fucking hung like that.’ Steve started stammering ‘I..uh’ ‘Look we have a big day tomorrow you have to relax, roll over on your stomach,’ Karen ordered. Karen started to give Steve a back massage to help him relax. ‘Damn you’re tense, dude, loosen up,’ Karen observed. Steve shut his eyes and started to. “We’re done here. We’re transporting the body to the morgue. There’s no sign of foul play. I’d like your contact information. I’m sure the next of kin will want to go through the apartment for personal effects.”Sierra stepped away from the door and returned with a business card. “I run the coffee shop downstairs,” she said. “I’m always around.”The officers headed down the stairs and the door to apartment B cracked open. An older woman in a long flannel nightgown stepped into the hallway.. Sorta. I mean…” he started, before I interrupted.I shook my head, laughing a little. “You’re telling me my bulging muscles and a short strip show gave you a boner that quick?” He squirmed a little more, then tried stuffing his hands in his pockets to flare them out, but they got tangled in the knot he made with the athletic shorts, and made a comical show. I just shook my head and rolled my eyes. “Bro, work out something else besides your dick for once!” I said, standing up and handing him a. After my shock wore off, I unburied my head and gave him a weak smile. I didn't know how long he had held me as I sobbed. I didn't really care. All I knew was that his arms felt wonderful. I didn't want him to let go, not yet anyway.He sensed my need and pulled me closer. I breathed in his cologne, it was still strong and gave me comforting feel.I then heard Jake's voice behind us. He was saying sorry repeatedly. I knew he was and I was too for acting like a drunken asshole.I released my grip.