Page 42 of Down and Dirty

“Mon Dieu! This has gotta be really bad… or really good,” Cage observed.

Geek mumbled something.

“What?” they all asked.

Geek raised his head and glared at each of them in turn before revealing, “It’s www.penileglove.com.”

There was stone silence, expect for the ocean sounds.

Finally, Cage exclaimed, “Say what?”

And Zach said, “Uh, I think you better explain, Geek. Otherwise, we’re gonna think you’re putting a glove on your cock at night to keep the little guy warm.”

“Bullshit!” was Geek’s reaction to that. “Listen, have you ever heard of hand waxing?”

They all shook their heads, except for Cage, who frowned and said, “Isn’t that the crap they have in beauty parlors and spas, where people put their hands in warm wax before getting a hand massage?”

Amazing! Zach thought. Where does he learn this stuff?

Geek nodded, no doubt thinking that would be the end of the interrogation. Not a chance! Not when there was the mention of penises and something warm. “It’s sort of a massage kind of thing, like Cage said. You put your hand in the warm wax, then take it out. As it dries, it shrinks and hardens, but not like a face mask… more like a tight, formfitting rubber glove. But the neat thing is when you pull it off, slowly, starting at the wrist, it’s a really sensual feeling.”

More silence as everyone let what Geek had said sink in. Then there was a communal smile.

“No way!” Cage said.

“Hot damn!” JAM said.

“Formfitting? I like the sound of that,” Zach said.

“If it was Cage pulling this stunt, we’d just laugh it off,” Max said.

“Hey!” Cage said, pretending affront.

“You’re right,” Zach said. “Coming from Geek, it must be true. Holy shit!”

“You’re not saying that you expect men to put their penises in that crap, are you?” Ragnor asked.

“Oh, yeah,” Geek said, no longer red-faced, “and Julie’s gonna make a mint on it.”

“I for one volunteer to be a test subject,” Cage said. “Anyone else?”

They all raised their hands.

“Does she want any investors?” This from JAM.

“You can’t tell anyone about this,” Geek emphasized.

Hah! The Navy SEAL grapevine would have it on the news by tomorrow night. And they’d have more volunteers than the Navy had swabbies.

Still laughing, Zach glanced over and didn’t see Sammy at first. But then, he noticed him going inside, to play with Ivan, he supposed.

MacLean, who’d just walked over, told him, “Ivan has a Playskool Viking ship with about a gazillion little Vikings.”

“Little Vikings!” Ragnor and Max exclaimed at the same time.

Laughing, Zach went inside.

He didn’t find Sammy right away, but he found something else.