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The Beauty and the Nerd. desperado1089 x Alisa_Perne

"It's not that quiet, it's half the normal amount of noise, but go ahead, it's your car now." Sean buckled his seatbelt and a grin spread across his face. "Now, normally when transporting suspects, you shouldn't speed. But I think this guy needs to be taught a lesson for ruining our lunch, don't you think, babe?" He made a mental note to come back later and pay for their meals; the manager would undoubtedly offer them the chance to eat all the fucking clam chowder they wanted for the rest of their lives after what they did. He even considered accepting the offer if it was presented, but for now, he just geared up for a wild ride, practically hopping up and down in his seat like a giddy schoolboy.
 
"Here we go!" Ally shouted as she deftly maneuvered the car onto the road in reverse, then put it in first and gunned it, sirens blaring, lights flashing, she figured they could have a little fun, she sped down the road, took a right at sixty, drifting onto a main road through an intersection and clutch kicking right onto the correct lane, they would be there in no time.
 
"Woohoo!" Sean whooped, a wide smile on his face. "We are the LAW!" He started playing one of his favorite songs as they went, laughing and doing his best to keep up with the air guitar.
 
Soon enough they were at the police station and she parked the car, "Hang tight guys, I will be right back." she opened the trunk and shouldered the man and carried him inside.
 
"My man." she said and grabbed the bag, "Swear I would forget where my head was if it wasn't for you babe." She strode into the police station.
 
Sean chuckled and returned to the car, switching off the lights and siren, something else Ally had forgotten to do. He turned around to look at Chamar. "So, Chamar. You really are pretty. Whoever dumped you is an idiot and unworthy of the title of 'man', in my opinion."
 
"How nice of you to say that, but it wasn't a man. It was a woman, and you are a super lucky dude to have landed a gem like Ally, if we hadn't been so incompatible outside of the bedroom, you may have very well never had your chance." Chamar said earnestly.
 
"A woman, you say? Ally, too, was recently scorned by a woman. Would it be too much to ask her name?" He was wondering if it could possibly be Yvette, but he wanted to hear it from the horse's mouth, so to speak, and not make any assumptions.
 
"Yvette." she said, "Why do you ask?"
 
A sharp intake of breath could be heard through Sean's gritted teeth. "That's the same harpy who ran roughshod over Ally's heart on her way to that meathead who owned the gym she was fixing to work at. Luckily she found me first, or she wouldn't have had a job, a place to live, or anyone who cared enough to try and find those two things for her. It's not bragging to say that now she has all those things and so much more, but imagine if I hadn't been reading by the pool that day..."
 
"Oh yeah? What excuse did she make to break up with Ally? She told me my busy was too hairy and I was too skinny. AFTER she fucked me. Like what the fuck dude, shes like using people. If that was a crime, I hope Ally arrests her." She said with a tinge of anger in her voice.
 
"T-too hairy?", he repeated, a small groan escaping his lips as his pants began to tent. He cleared his throat and tried to focus on her question. "Her excuse for Ally was that she was too muscular, I believe. But Ally quickly concluded it was just because she didn't like women after all. But yeah, I'll call my Congressman when I get home," Sean said, the same anger evident in his voice along with dry sarcasm.
 
"Yeah dude, I've got a fucking bush." She giggled, "Ally loved it though, she had a bush last time I remembered, hope you didn't make her shave it, it was a beautiful crotch of fire."

Ally came out of the police station and headed back to the car, and Chamar gawked at her, "God damn she is beautiful."
 
"I would never make her shave it in a million years. I cannot WAIT to see yours!" He was so focused on sounding sincere, he almost didn't catch Chamar's comment on Ally's beauty. Almost. "Yes, she is. Inside and out. I really hope you find your special someone, but until that happens, I'm sure Ally and I will be happy to fuck the loneliness away whenever you need."
 
"What yall talkin about?" Ally said as she sat in the car.

"Fucking away my loneliness, and my hairy bush." Chamar stated frankly.

"Be careful around this one." Ally said as she backed out of the spot, "He loves hairy pussy. So, our place then darling?" Ally asked.
 
Ally could not help but laugh, "Oh my god Sean, you are so fucking corny." then as if to mock herself, she started singing along.
 
"I just cannot." Chamar chimed in, then started singing too as they drove along and headed back to the house.
 
As they drove along and made complete fools of themselves, Sean reached up to the remote that was clipped to the sun visor and switched it over to the auto-open mode, so that the gate and garage doors would open automatically when they approached in the car.
 
Ally didn't bother asking what the button was for, she left it to mystery, when the song was over, she selected one of her and Chamar's favorite songs. "Ahhh shiiiiiit!" Chamar said, Ally grinned and the two of them just jammed out and vibed to the music, playing off each other and singing along.
 
Sean just grinned and sat back, letting them have their fun. This wasn't his style of music, at least not his favorite, but he didn't knock it, and he also loved the positive effect it had on both Ally and Chamar.
 
They pulled up to the house and the gate opened, "Nice trick." Ally said as she drove up the road up the driveway and parked at the house, Ally grabbed Chamar from the back seat, practically dragging her, "Pool!" she shouted and the two of them ran off, seconds later, two splashes were heard as the girls jumped in.
 
Sean chuckled as he climbed out of the car, shutting the door and entering through the front of the house, taking off his blazer and setting it on a chair in the living room, and he discarded the rest of his clothes in the bedroom before stepping out onto the pool deck dressed in nothing but a pair of aviator sunglasses. "Why on earth are your clothes still on?", he asked, half-serious, as he saw that Ally had at least left her vest on a chaise lounge instead of dropping it on the ground--or worse, jumping in the pool while still wearing it.
 
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