He pulled up his pants and hurried off, embarrassed by what had just happened. Craig, Lance, and Andrew laughed and high-fived one another as they watched the cop's big ass disappear into the dark night.

But from that point on things did change. Oh, Tim still worked the shift, but now instead of harassing the fags after the bars closed, he, too, could be found on his knees behind a dumpster with a cock in his hands, and two or three more in line waiting. And he wouldn't have it any other way.