Derick

Derrick had been cruising the North Street Bridge for 20 minutes when he finally saw the pick-up he wanted. A pretty, clean-cut Hispanic boy in a tight, sleeveless Tee. He pulled up beside him and signaled him into the front seat, then turned the corner and drove to the alley behind the Chinatown strip-center. It was empty, dark, and windowless...perfect for a few moments of privacy. They got out and walked to the front of the car. "..I"..m Michael,".. the dark-skinned boy said, dropping to his knees. Derrick didn"..t care WHAT his name was. He just wanted to get his rocks off ...

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