My reverie was interrupted by the arrival of the bus. I got up to board it, keeping my hand in my pocket to hide the stiffy I had from my imaginings. ...s I flashed my pass, I cast a surreptitious glance at the driver's thighs, in their close-fitting grey cotton trousers. Mmm! Nice and muscular, with a promising bulge between. I was starting to move down the bus, when I was rooted to the spot by a husky bad lad voice I had heard before."You're not talking to me then, Morris?" I looked. The. When school starts.....I feel like killing myself. Everyone is going to know. Brandon Mackinaw already asked me for a blowjob at work yesterday. I think he was serious too. I feel like crap.------------------July 19thMy mom and I had an argument last night. She called me a faggot and says that dad would be ashamed of me if he were alive. and that the guys on the force would not want to work with me so I could forget about becoming a cop.I have to go to work now. I'm going to try to ignore how. Jack was giving the Captain a huge ration of shit but he finally went too far. The Captain lunged at Jack but I intercepted his hand, twisted it around behind him and had him in a hell of an arm bar.The Captain fought to get loose and swore, "Sgt. Blaine, get your fucking hands off of me."Jack egged me on, "Break the fucker's arm Banzai."The other patients in the hallway, who observed what happened, started egging me on even more, "Yeah, break the bastard's arm ... He fucking deserves it for. Nick got them both coffees to go and paid, and when they were in the car, the engine idling, Brynn leaned over to Nick and kissed his cheek softly. He stared at her with a comically confused expression, and she smiled, a bright beautiful smile. Her eyes were green, Nick noticed, a beautiful shade of light green. ‘Thank you for breakfast, Nick. Thank you for breakfast and for the room last night.’ She paused and her smile became a little more…knowing? ‘And thank you for not trying anything last.