Anaheim Alaska-12 Saturday Night Fever
Written by
Eugene Marvin
-aka- NPhillydogg@aol.com ___________________
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SATURDAY 8pm
The drive from Anaheim County to Cellin's County takes a little over an hour in ideal weather...! 38y/o Hank Harding (6'0", 220lbs, sandy/blonde hair, brown-eyes & a lightly trimmed beard/mustache) parked his car in the far end of the parking lot, with his tags facing inward towards the wall [to keep anyone from easily recognizing his license plate]! Getting out of his average non-decrypted car, he pulled his baseball cap down over his eyes, then hoisted the hood of his hoodie up over his head before walking into the local bar (Tucker's)!
It was a well known bar, frequented by the local truckers and workers at the nearby mills! The men that drank there were hard working men whom took their alcohol seriously! There was always 2 bartenders on duty, and one female waitress that flirted with men for tips! Hank walked up to an empty bar stool at the counter and waited for one of the bartenders to spot him!
39y/o Ted Tucker [the bar's owner], (6'0", 240lbs, dark haired w/a full bodied black beard and mustache) walked over and asked Hank "What will you have...?"
"A beer!" answered Hank, keeping his head low [taking advantage of the dark lighting], not wanting the bartender to recognize him [having sucked him off before], {chp-2}!
Ted turned away to fetch the patron's beer..., popping the cap before placing a coaster in front of him and the beer directly on it! He stared at Hank for a moment, as Hank reached into his wallet to pull out a $10 bill [telling Ted to keep the change]!
"Thanks...!" said the bar owner [still staring]! "If I'm not mistaken..., its been A WHILE since you were last here...?" he ventured [never forgetting a face]!
Hank ducked his head [as he tucked his wallet back into his back pocket]!
"I don't live in town...!" he answered as explanation!
"Cool..." said Ted, pulling out his bar-rag [to mop up the counter]! "...enjoy your beer!"
As Ted went to wait on other customers, Hank took a moment to look around the bar at its patrons! There were a good number of MEN in tonight [with a mixture of women]! Hank took a deep swig from his bottle, as he watched each man carefully [observantly]! He looked at each man and imagined what they did for a living, simply by the way they dressed, and by their body language and demeanors! It was a consuming pastime, something he picked up in police training [how to size up suspects]!
He saw a few that tickled his fancy, big, husky, bearded men with meat on their bones and [most likely] between their legs! His cock stiffened in his seat at the thought of blowing them at the gloryhole!
He took a few more swigs from his bottle..., then got up casually from his seat [not wanting to look too eager to get into the men's room]! He nodded his head at several men as he passed them by, making his way to the jukebox to see the song selections! Several favorites were selected already, as Hank pretended to read off the list! In the background 2 guys playing pool started to argue over a shot, garnering most people in the room's attentions! Hank took that as his opportunity to slip into the men's room to man the gloryhole!
Unfortunately however when he got there, the hole was already occupied, as a cocksucker had beaten him to the punch!
Hank stood in the restroom in shock, hearing the deafening sounds of cock being sucked inside one of the stalls [accompanied with low moans from the recipient]! 2 other men stood by the urinals and sinks, seemingly using the facilities [but Hank could tell they were just biding time until the cocksucker was free]!
Disappointed, Hank walked out of the restroom and back to the counter, ordering himself another beer! Ted noticed Hank's sour face [as he used a bottle-cap opener on his next beer before placing it in front of him]...!
"Sorry..." he said, as Hank looked confused [sorry' for what], -he wondered! Ted leaned in towards him over the counter, keeping his voice in a low whisper...! "...I HIRED someone to man the hole'..." he explained [causing a cold shiver to shoot up Hank's spine]! "...I wasn't sure whether or not you were coming back...? Guys wanted to know if anyone was going to MAN the hole regularly...? I held auditions, and picked the best guy for the job!"
"I...I don't...know...what you're talking about...?" said Hank [incognito], reaching in his back pocket for his wallet!
"Okay..." said Ted [realizing HE didn't want to acknowledge]! "...maybe I'm thinking of the WRONG guy...! Beer's on the house!" he said, pushing Hank's money back at him before walking off!
Hank felt so exposed! Was it common knowledge that he was a cocksucker...? He looked around the bar differently, wondering exactly WHO knew...? When he caught a guy glancing in his direction, he quickly turned his head, looking elsewhere, not wanting to make eye contact!
Over the next several HOURS he sat in a corner of the bar [away from the counter], (and its bartender), drinking beer after beer, watching men walk in and out of the restroom, big grins on their flushed and satisfied faces when they returned, having just dumped a big load in the cocksucker's mouth!
Hank was forced to reevaluate his life, rethinking his life's choices, wondering if he really wanted to be the kind of man who slunk around dark bars looking for cock to suck...? The problem was living in a small town, with people with small minds! If people knew the sheriff was a cocksucker, he wouldn't be sheriff for much longer! The waitress on duty flirted as she brought him beer after beer..., but Hank never acknowledged her with more than a passing smile!
Sometime around midnight [after a dozen or more beers], Hank got up to leave, when Ted Tucker suddenly walked over and asked for his car keys!
"What for...?" asked Hank [defensively]!
Ted looked back at his single table, looking at all the empty bottles left behind...! "I'm FINE!" insisted Hank [knowing his limits]!
"Maybe..." countered Ted, "...but IF you're stopped by the cops on your way home and questioned how much you had to drink and WHERE...?...my BAR could be fined or shutdown for serving you over the limit!"
Hank knew what Ted was saying was correct [as a cop, he'd stopped MANY men with sobriety tests, asking which bar they got drunk in for possible legal action]...! Without further ado, he handed over his car keys!
"If you tell me where you live..., maybe I could DRIVE you home...?" suggested Ted! But Hank didn't want to give out his home address!
"Just point me in the direction of a cheap motel...!" he said instead!
"There's one on Madison..." said Ted, "...OR..." he added, as he tucked Hank's keys in his back pocket! "...you could sleep it off upstairs in my apartment...?" he suggested slyly, as Hank looked at him questionably! "It's free..." added Ted, "...and comfortable!"
Hank chuckled!
"Okay..." he said [accepting the offer]! "...thanks!"
"No problem..." said Ted, "...follow me THIS way...!" he said, heading for the exit!
Hank followed Ted outside into the night's COLD..., as they walked 10 steps to the next door! Ted pulled out his keys and unlocked the re-enforced steel security door, then escorted Hank inside, straight upstairs to the second floor where his bachelor's apartment was!
It was well furnished! The stairs came up into the side of the living room [where the living room and dining room meet]! The apt was spacious, the same length and width as the bar downstairs! There was a giant flat-screen on the wall, with a big sofa, love seat, and 2 single matching chairs all arranged in a U shape! The kitchen was separated from the dining room by a long island! Everything was much neater and clean than Hank would have imaged [particularly for a bachelor]!
"You COULD sleep on the sofa..." suggested Ted, as he gave Hank a moment to look around and admire his digs...! "...OR..." he added, letting his eyes fall to Hank's backside as he walked by [contemplating what might happen next]! "...you could sleep in the BED, with me...!
"It's pretty BIG...! More than enough room for 2...!"
Hank looked back at Ted suspiciously...! "HOW did you know it was ME...?" he asked curiously, reading Ted's facial expression [wanting the truth]!
The 2 men's eyes locked!
"I never forget a face..." admitted Ted [having peered through the gloryhole when he talked to Hank that time]! "...especially with a mouth as sexy as yours...!"
For a moment neither man spoke, as the realization that Ted was the only one [besides Dan Duncan] that knew he was a cocksucker! The 2 men started towards each other..., both locking arms around each other as their mouths met in a desperate lip lock!
Ted pushed Hank's insolated jacket off of his back and started pulling at his shirt, while Hank started undoing Ted's belt buckle and unfastening his pants! The 2 men never stopped kissing as they exchanged sloppy wet oral, lapping at each other's faces like happy mutts, suckling lips and tongues while their hands roamed free to explore!
Once in their underwear, both men's cocks were tenting out the front of their draws, as both men reached down to wrap their big mitts around each other's poles, feeling them through their shorts! Ted broke the kiss first..., taking Hank by the hand as he escorted him to his bedroom in the back of the apt.! Once there, they removed their underwear as Hank slowly dropped to his knees, coming face2face with Ted's big bare cock!
Ted watched as Hank leaned in and started to lick his long hard 8.5" cock from tip to base, painting the sides and underbelly with his wet tongue! Then he nibbled and suckled at the fat head, teasing and tantalizing it with his lips and tongue before taking it in his much to suckle! Ted stifled a moan, knowing something better was coming soon! He watched as Hank glanced up at him for a moment of clarity..., then closed his eyes and slowly sank his mouth down over the stiff standing cock in front of him until he was swallowing it whole [to the root]!
"Oooohhh yeeaahhh..." moaned Ted, feeling Hank's throat wrap around his cock, drawing him in deep as the kneeling man pressed his face into his hairy pubes!
Hank had been wanting a cock in his throat for DAYS! When he drove out to Cellin's County he fully expected to WHORE himself at the gloryhole, sucking any and everyone who came through..., storing up on sex for the next month of memories to jack off to while alone at home! He was SHOCKED to find the cocksucker's booth already occupied, with a man moaning erotically on the other side! His expectations DROPPED to the floor like a carton of broken eggs! He sat in the corner of the bar, staring at the men who came out of the restroom all flushed and drained, knowing HE would have feasted on their loads had he been there first...!
He contemplated going in and testing the cocksucker out himself, to see if he was WORTHY of the job...?...but then decided against it, choosing to drive back home in utter disappointment instead, -then Ted walked up and demanded his car keys!
Hank pushed Ted back onto the bed [in seated position] as he got down in front of him and resumed sucking his big cock...!...smoothing his warm wet mouth up and down the hard solid shaft, taking him into his throat, resting his hairy face down about his groin as Ted gripped the back of his head to press him down further in his pubes while thrusting up to bury his rod even deeper!
Hank fully expected to blow Ted off to completion, having no idea WHAT the bar owner was into sexually! He started bobbing his head up and down on the shaft again [more rapidly], when Ted suddenly grabbed his head on both sides and physically pulled him up off his cock! Hank looked a tab bit perplexed until Ted leaned in and KISSED him on the lips, the 2 men's tongue exchanging wet DNA as they sucked and suckled each other deeply!
Ted pulled Hank up onto the bed with him..., pushing the big sexy guy onto his back, grabbing his hard 8" rod before leaning in to suck it! Hank groaned in surprise when he felt the man's mouth close in around his cock [he couldn't remember the last time he allowed someone to cater to HIS cock]...? Ted was not as accomplished a cocksucker as HE was, but he took as much as he felt comfortable eating and bobbed his head up and down until Hank's cock was throbbing and emitting small bursts of pre-cum against his tongue!
Then Ted surprised Hank by rolling him over onto his stomach! Hank didn't often DO anal when he drove out to Cellin's County to whore himself orally, but he kept himself prepared just in case [never knowing what the night might bring]...? He felt Ted's big manly hands on his rump, roughly groping and molding the cheeks until he spread them apart in different directions! Hank moaned softly when he felt Ted's hairy face in his ass crack, his tongue lapping at his asshole, bathing it in spit! He knew what was coming next [at least he HOPED he knew]!
Ted pulled his face up from Hank's ass and climbed up over his back, lowering his cock into the spit wet ass crack as he started to GRIND into him from behind!
"Can I fuck you...?" he asked, leaning down to kiss the back of Hank's neck and shoulders!
"Yes!" groaned Hank [needing it now more than ever]!
Ted pulled away to go into his nightstand! Hank assumed he was retrieving a condom, as he continued to lay face down and wait! Ted returned a moment later, pouring lubricant down between Hank's ass cheeks, pushing his fingers into his hole! He greased up his erection, then leaned back in over his guest's back and aimed his cock down at his asshole!
The entryway was tighter than Ted expected it would be [given that the guy often frequented his gloryhole to suck cock]! Ted was pleasantly surprised as he penetrated the anal ring, feeling the sphincter muscles attacking his cock as he sank slowly inside, burying his appendage over 8 inches before lying down completely against Hank's back, grinding into his body!
"URRHHG...!!" grunted Hank upon penetration, feeling the big bare cock split his cheeks in two before sinking inside him like The Titanic's final voyage! `
He felt Ted laying on top of him, kissing his back and shoulders as he ground his thick boss body into his from behind! The cock fit into his socket as if tailor made! Hank's anal muscles flexed and squeezed about the buried dick, massaging and drawing it in deeper as Ted lay atop him! Ted struggled not to cum too quickly, as he pulled back [into pushup-position] and started thrusting in and out of Hank's spread ass!
Hank arched his back, giving the fucker a better target to stab as Ted started a stead fuck pace!
Hank couldn't believe his luck! Here he thought he'd be driving back home disappointed, and now he was lying in the bar owner's bed getting one of the best fucks he'd ever had! He lay across the dark colored sheets, able to smell Ted's scent where he slept! He turned his head and looked back over his shoulder, wanting to get a good mental image of Ted on top of him [to jack off to later when he was home alone]! He saw the big guy hovering over top him, looking down at the space between them as Ted slapped his hips into his ass, each slap sending his cock over 8 inches deep into Hank's gut! Hank could see Ted's cock moving in and out of him as well, the base of the shaft becoming visible upon withdraws, only to be shoved back in [fully] on the inward stroke!
Ted glanced up from the action to notice Hank looking back at him..., and couldn't resist leaning in to KISS him again, loving the feel of his lips on his! Hank suckled the man's oral muscle into his mouth, as he got fucked at the other end! Ted reburied his cock [balls-deep], then PULLED Hank over onto their sides, their mouths still locked in a hot french kiss before he resumed fucking in spoon-position!
"Ohfuck..." moaned Hank, lifting one leg to let Ted go deeper! Ted wrapped his right arm in around Hank's torso, locking him in place in front of him as he resumed thrusting into his ass [deeply]! Hank felt Ted's fingers starting to tweak his nipples, making them stand hard as he pinched and pulled them rather roughly [testing them out]!
While his right hand pulled at Hank's nipples, his left hand reach down to stroke Hank's erect cock, jerking him off while they fucked, allowing Hank to lean back into his chest while they continued kissing!
Hank reached up and ran his fingers through Ted's head hair, pulling him in closer to suck more tongue! Ted released Hank's cock, hugging his body from behind, his hands roaming freely about his chest and stomach! Hank reached down to take over jacking his own cock, shoving his ass back for more dick! He broke from kissing [ripping his tongue from Ted's mouth] to pant: "I'm getting close...!"
Ted buried his face in Hank's neck, sucking at the skin, shoving his steely hard cock straight through his massaging cheeks, letting the hole milk his shaft! Hank threw his head back between a pillow and Ted's face..., feeling his cock seize in his stroking hand just as the cum started to shoot from his body in rich white streaks...!...painting strips across the sheets!
"ARRRHHHHHHHHHHGGG...!!! ARRHHHH...! ARRHHHH...! ARRHHHH...!" cried Hank after every spurt, his voice trailing off as his orgasm subsided...!
Ted could hear AND feel Hank's climax as he came on his cock! He rolled the man back onto his stomach, climbing back on top of him, getting into pushup-position as he started to hammer [HARD] into the bottom's man's butt!
Hank buried his face in the mattress to keep from crying out too loudly [unsure whether or not the people in the bar (downstairs) could hear him], (how embarrassing if they could)! Ted felt his own orgasm brewing, as he stabbing his sensitive cock into the bottom man's roost over 2 dozen more times before the final plunge...!
"Arrrhhhhhh..." he groaned, collapsing onto Hank's back, grinding into his butt with all the strength he could muster! "...ARHHH...ARHHH...ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!" he yelled as he came, flooding Hank's innards with his gushing load!
Hank could FEEL the hot surge of cum pumping into his body, suddenly realizing he hadn't worn a condom! He could feel Ted tremble and buck behind him..., then felt him settled back down on top his back as his orgasm subsided and resumed kissing Hank's back and neck!
The 2 men lay in each other's arms, coming down [slowly] off their orgasmic highs before both drifting off into a satisfying slumber...!
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5am
Hank Harding was awakened from a deep slumber when his cell phone began to ring off the chain! He got up, searching the floor for his pants, finding them folded neatly in a nearby chair [Ted must have gathered them up sometime last night]!
"Yes...?" he whispered [not wanting to wake his host], listening as the person on the other end of the line informed him that his SON was missing! "How...? WHEN was he last seen...?" he asked curiously, not liking the answer! "He could be anywhere!" he said! "Yes, I'm coming in!" he said before hanging up and getting dressed!
Ted rose up on his elbows...
"You're leaving...?" he asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes [having hoped for a second round before Hank left]!
"Yes..." answered Hank, "...I have an emergency!" he explained [without going into details]! "I need my car keys!" he said [once fully dressed]!
"I put them in your jacket pocket...!" said Ted, as Hank rushed into the living room to retrieve his jacket! Ted heard his footsteps running downstairs, then heard the front door slam shut [without so much as a `goodbye']...!
He HOPED everything was alright...?
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Madeline Harding-Bailey was beside herself with grief, wondering WHERE her son could have gone...? Police had searched the entire Lodge Hotel, as well as all the roads, highways, and lakes, between The Lodge [where he was last seen] and their house in Northern Crest..., calling friends of his to ask if they'd seen or heard from him...?...making sure he didn't freeze to death out in the cold overnight!
Unfortunately no one had seen him! Hank drove straight to The Lodge from Cellin's County, wanting to see his son's hotel room for himself, to see if he'd left any clues to his whereabouts...?
"How LONG has he been missing...?" he asked, as soon as he walked into the building!
"Surveillance cameras caught him walking OUT of the hotel sometime after midnight!" answered one the deputies on duty!
"Did he SHOW which direction he went in...?" asked Hank [pressing the button for the elevators leading to his son's floor]!
"Cameras are only set up inside the hotel, not outside!" informed the deputy!
The elevator doors open as Hank stepped on!
"Call his friend BRODY..." he said, "...see if he's seen him...? Where's my daughter's room...?"
"Right next to HIS!" answered the deputy, just as the doors closed!
Hank got off the elevator and headed down to his son's room! The door was open and there was another deputy inside [investigating]!
"His clothes, suitcase, and toiletries are still in the room, Sheriff..." said the deputy, as Hank started to look around! "...but there's no sign of his cell phone! We're currently trying to get a FIX on cell phone towers, to see if his phone is currently in use!
"Unfortunately that's all we can DO for now!"
"Thanks!" said Hank, not wanting to hear official talk right now!
He opened the closet to find some of his son's belongings still hanging up! WHERE the hell could he have gone...? He knows better than to roam around in the cold at night! What if someone's abducted him...?
"Hank..." called a familiar voice, as Hank turned to find Greg Bailey [his ex-wife's husband] standing in the doorway! "...I'm sorry about this, man...! I want you to know my GUYS are all over looking for him! I have a dozen or so scouring the slopes searching! If he's anywhere on the grounds, we'll find him!" he assured!
But Hank wasn't listening! All he saw when he looked at Greg was incompetence!
"HOW could you have LOST my son...?" he asked, rushing over to grip Greg by the collar, slamming him back against the wall [helplessly]!
"Sheriff!" yelled the deputy, rushing over to break the men up!
"HANK!" yelled Madeline [having driven up as soon as she heard her son was missing]! "Stop it Hank! This isn't Greg's fault!"
"No, you're RIGHT..." agreed Hank, letting go of her husband! "...it's YOUR fault!" he redirected, staring hatefully at his ex-wife! "HOW could you've let this happen...?!"
"EXCUSE ME...?" said Madeline, shoving herslef into Hank! "I've been taking care of Logan AND Jena on my own since our divorce...! You get them what...?...once a month during the summer, taking the hiking or rafting and you THINK that's parenting...? Parenting is being with them 24-7! Nursing them when they're sick! Consoling them when they're disappointed and afraid! Seeing them off to school every morning and then picking them up everyday afterwards...!
"How DARE you accuse me of being a BAD mother...!!"
Hank realized arguing wasn't going to help find their son...! "What're you doing here...?" he asked, calming down! "What if Logan tries to reach you at home...?"
"The MAID will alert us if he comes home!" assured Madeline!
"And WE have a car parked outside your wife's house..." informed the deputy, "...just in case!"
"HOW was Logan acting in the hours leading up to his disappearance...?" investigated Hank! "Was he acting strange, or weird...?"
"Well, he HAS been acting a little MOODY lately..." answered Madeline, thinking back! "...talking back, short tempered..."
"Was he doing DRUGS...?" asked Hank, curiously [knowing the symptoms of drug abuse]!
"Do you REALLY think he's on drugs...?" asked Greg [finding it hard to believe]!
"I'm just trying to get to the bottom of this, Greg!" answered Hank [with nothing but distain in his voice for the new husband]!
"Well maybe if you'd had picked up your PHONE and return any of your son's CALLS maybe we wouldn't be in this situation now!" stated Maddy, angrily!
"You're blaming ME for his disappearance...?" asked Hank [finding it absurd]! "He had TWO parents watching over him in that big house of yours..., and STILL you managed to lose him! How'm I suddenly the fuck-up in this equation...?!"
"Logan needs his REAL father..." argued Maddy, "...Greg does what he CAN for him, but nothing replaces a REAL dad!
"But you're so BUSY with your job...!...and likely chasing whatever GIRL you're screwing on the side to even pick up the phone to see HOW your kids are doing...!"
"You have NO idea what you're talking about!" snarled Hank [having not had a woman in his life since divorcing Maddy]! "I TALK to my children...!" he defended [sensing some TRUTH in what she said]!
"Birthdays and holidays isn't sufficient TIME spent with your children, Hank..., and YOU know it!" countered Maddy!
"Hell, you spend MORE time with the town criminals than you do your own kids! It's a wonder they even remember what you LOOK like!"
"Madeline..." called Greg, trying to quiet his wife down!
"Alright..." said Hank, giving in! "...you've PROVED your point...! I'm a BAD dad! I'M the reason why Logan ran away from home! It's all on ME!"
"That's NOT what she's saying, Hank..." defended Greg, placing his arm lovingly [supportively] around his wife's waist! "I think the blame can be shared equally here..." reasoned the stepfather [playing peacemaker]! "...while I LOVE having Logan around..., he's made it abundantly clear that I'm NOT his father! I never tried to replace you! I just wanted to be his friend! To give him whatever he needed to adjust to his new surroundings...!"
Hank lowered his head...realizing he could have stepped up MORE as a dad!
"Daddy...?" called Jena, appearing at the door behind her mother!
"Hey baby..." greeted Hank, walking across the room to take his daughter into his arms, hugging her strongly! "...we're going to FIND your brother, sweat-pea..." he assured, kissing the top of her blonde head! "...I promise!"
Jena cringed when she heard her father call her sweet-pea'..., remembering that was his nickname for her {Greg called her sweet-pea' last chapter}!
"I...I may know WHY Logan ran away...!" she said, pulling away from her dad!
Hank, Maddy, and Greg gathered around as she pulled out her cell phone..., pulling up a social media site, uploading the VIDEO posted earlier in the evening of her little brother sucking someone's cock in a restroom!
"ohmygod...!" gasped Maddy, covering her mouth as she turned away!
Hank and Greg continued to watch...!
"Is that...Logan?" questioned Greg, cocking his head sideways to see better [suddenly wondering if it was HIM hiding behind that gloryhole]...?
"WHEN was this...?" asked the father [pissed]!
"I dunno..." answered Jena! "...someone posted it last night! When I came to ask Logan's room to ask him about it, I noticed his room was empty! I called Greg and HE called mom and security!"
"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier...?" asked Greg [looking at Jena], as the teenager simply hunched her shoulders, not wanting her brother to get into anymore trouble than he was already in!
"WHO is in that video with him...?" asked Madeline [walking to the far side of the room]! "WHY would Logan make such a video...?"
"I...don't know..." said Hank, watching as Logan looked up into the camera...! "...he KNEW he was being videotaped!" he reasoned!
"ohgod!" groaned Madeline, as Greg walked over to console her [hugging her], getting a angry LOOK from Jena who STORMED out of the room in a fit of jealousy [everyone (except Greg) just assumed she was distraught over her brother]!
Greg wanted to GO after her, but he didn't want to arouse any suspicions about them and their relationship!
"Sheriff..." called the deputy, signally for Hank to step into the hallway!
Hank passed the phone to Greg as he followed the deputy out into the hall for privacy!
"What you got, Kroy...?" he asked eagerly, sensing the officer had NEWS of some sort!
"We checked with the town's LIFT Association..." informed Kroy, thumbing through his paperwork! "...a Mr. Talbot was scheduled to pick someone up HERE at The Lodge at around 1am last night...! You'll never believe the address of the destination...!" he added, before showing Hank the address he had written down!
Hank stared in disbelief for a moment...then BOLTED down the stairs and out the front door to his car...!
"Kroy, what IS it...? Is it Logan...? Have you FOUND him?" asked Maddy [stepping out into the hall], desperate for answers!
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7:30am
Hank Harding jumped into his 4x4 and burned rubber through the snow back into town, to the address his officer showed him [slipping and sliding masterfully on the ice, having had plenty of training on how to maneuver under icy/snowy conditions]!
Zooming through traffic and red lights, he pulled up to his own apartment in the west side of town! He slid to a stop in the middle of the block, then jumped out of his vehicle and RAN straight up and into his apartment...!...searching under the welcome mat for the spare key which was missing [Hank had always told his children how they could access his apt. if he wasn't home]! Hank pulled out his house keys and unlocked the front door..., rushing in to find his son sleeping on his couch!
"OH THANK GOD!" cried Hank, running over to drop to his knees [in tears], placing his hand on the sleeping boy as he thanked the lord for keeping his son safe! Leaving Logan to sleep in late [knowing he'd probably been up all night waiting for his DAD to come home], (wondering WHERE he was)..., Hank went out into the kitchen to call his ex-wife and let her know he was safe! Madeline screamed cries of JOY over the phone [having imagined the worst case scenario], as Hank took a seat, popped a beer, and waited for his son to wake up naturally, on his own!
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ONE MONTH LATER
39y/o Ted Tucker was working at his bar [serving drinks as usual], when a familiar FACE suddenly popped up at his counter...!
It'd been a MONTH since Hank saw [or spoke] to Ted..., knowing he had left his apt. abruptly without explanation! He HOPED Ted would understand that he had a family emergency, without having to go into details about it, for fear it might actually reveal WHO he was...?
He sat at the bar until Ted noticed him! He smiled nervously at the bar owner when their eyes locked briefly for a moment..., until Ted turned away from him, going about his business!
Hank dropped his head, knowing he'd likely KILLED whatever friendship they'd been forming when he walked out without saying goodbye!
Hank was just about to push himself away from the counter [and drive back home], (with his tail tucked between his legs)..., when Ted suddenly returned, pushing an opened BEER in front of him...! "On the house!" he said, as Hank settled back down on his stool!
"Does THIS mean what I THINK it does...?" asked Hank, picking the bottle up to turn to his lips [hoping the gesture meant he'd been forgiven]...?
Ted smiled..., then reached into his pocket and pulled out a single KEY..., sliding it across the counter at the customer...!
Hank looked shocked!
"Its for YOU..." said the bar owner, "...to come and go anytime and as often as you'd like...!"
Hank smiled!
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