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The Last Friggin' Day - Day 28


And Then My Brain Exploded

My life was flashing before my eyes. It had been a good life. I was happy with it. Funny how fear made you able to see what was going on around you while at the same time flashing back on days gone by. A click as Silver unlatched the safety on his service revolver brought me back to my surroundings.

"Don't do it, John. You won't get away with it"

"Sure I will, Jack. I'm gonna pin it all on you."

"After you shoot me."

"After I shoot you."

I pushed my hands out, not unlike the Supremes way back when they used to sing Stop, In The Name Of Love. Damn, now I was going to blow this mortal coil with that damn ear worm. 

Silver fired.

"Click"

He fired again.

"Click."

I put out my hand out to take his revolver.

"I emptied the clip before you got here this morning, John. Also, I looked under your desk. You know you moved your desk a couple of weeks ago? Yeah. There's a secret compartment there that you hid. And that compartment was full of blow and dough and women's underwear. It's over, Captain. You're going up the river."

I couldn't help but talk tough, in police vernacular, given the circumstances. Hey, it's what we do.

"I turned the whole thing over to Internal Affairs who, by the way have been listening to our little conversation. Yeah, I was wired. You may have heard the tape thumping as the cassette tape whirled  in the tape machine taped to my chest."

Silver sighed. He was going away for a long time and he knew he'd have to leave his women's clothing behind.

It was over. No sooner was I across the threshold when I fell into Dylan's arms.

"Come here, baby. I've got just what you need."

And she did. 

Silently, she slowly unknotted my tie and pulled it from my neck as she kissed me on my left cheek and then my right. She undid the buttons on my shirt and kissed my chest. And as she unbuckled my trousers we fell into bed and ever so slowly we started to make love.

Maybe it was a way of releasing my pent up energy from the case I'd been concentrating on for the last four weeks but whatever it was I'd never experienced love-making like that ever before.

And it seemed to go on forever and ever. I closed my eyes and had visions of trains steaming into tunnels, tall smokestacks tumbling to the ground, fireworks exploding in the night sky and huge rockets - of course they were huge - blasting off into outer space. I was in heaven but I was holding back and holding back enjoying the moment for all it was worth…

And then my brian exploded.

And this concludes 30 Days Minus 2 of Writing 2014 - and the ongoing adventures of Investigator Jack Gouda - the brainchild(?) of Nicky Eff and Cheesy Mike. Blast on over to We Work For Cheese to see how the rest of the crazy group of bloggers brought their month of writing to an end.

Comments

babs (beetle) said…
And you didn't get scenes like that in Dragnet. It's been a fun read (and I have been reading it). I'm glad you solved the case, finally.
Linda R. said…
Chalk another one up for the good guys. Well done Jack! I'm gonna miss these characters.
nonamedufus said…
No, this is more The Naked City, I think.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Linda. Yeah, me too actually.
Linda Medrano said…
Good grief, Dufus! That was the most sex I've seen on a post in, well, forever! I guess you got your man too? Oh who cares about that! I would like to read some more of your blue prose!
babs (beetle) said…
I've never watched that, but I can imagine ;)
Trains in tunnels... They used that when Pre Wee Herman list his virginity!!! Ha ha!
meleahrebeccah said…
Oh, John!!!! I love how this series ended!!


Kudos and congrats on completing the writing challenge! I sincerely enjoyed every single one of these entries. You did an amazing job!
nonamedufus said…
And every word of it based on personal experience.
nonamedufus said…
A bit of an unconventional ending but I wanted to be different from everyone else today.
nonamedufus said…
I knew I'd seen it somewhere. I recall seeing it in old movies but damn if I could find something like that on You Tube.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks for following this tale along, Meleah, and for all your comments. I really appreciate it.
nonamedufus said…
They didn't really get naked in The Naked City. I used to watch it as a kid…

http://youtu.be/H-XsV7SRTwo
ReformingGeek said…
Very nice! I'm so glad to see Jack take down that old naughty horse, Silver. And Dylan, well, er, wowsa!
Cheryl said…
Well played Jack & Dylan, well played indeed.
nonamedufus said…
We had to have a happy ending.
Cheryl P. said…
Awesome story, Dufus. I had a lot of fun reading all your posts.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks, Cheryl. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for coming round and commenting throughout.
meleahrebeccah said…
:) you're welcome. My pleasure.
nonamedufus said…
Some things are best left to the imagination, said Jack.


Thanks, Ziva. I had lots of fun putting this together. I was cracking ,myself up most days.


Yeah, so was Donovan.
nonamedufus said…
This is just print. It's not a video.
A fine ending to a fine tale... or should I say tail. Well done, my friend!
Margaret said…
Dang. And I thought the butler did it. :)
Nicky said…
"Of course they were huge." And here I thought this was a work of fiction ;-)
nonamedufus said…
Done like dinner. I'm of two minds. I'm glad this is over but I think I'll miss good old Jack…and Dylan.
nonamedufus said…
Butler? There was a butler in this story?
nonamedufus said…
Well they say to write about what you know, eh?

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