“Quiet duty like this gives me itchy balls,” Jack Wade said as he reached between his legs and started to scratch.
“You always have itchy balls,” his partner answered. “Ever since you left the Police Academy you’ve been restless. You got your badge now, Jack, so what’s gnawing at you?”
The younger cop shrugged. “Hell, I don’t know,” he said, turning to look out the window of the squad car.
The street was empty. It was late. Jack was horny as hell. He was sick and tired of nothing happening night after night after night.
“We need some action,” he said. “Something to break up fuckln" monotony.”
“You just haven’t- been getting laid enough lately,” his partner, Tod Ballard, said.