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    “When was the last time you got your dick wet?”

    “What the fuck, March?”

    “No really, Healy. How long? I need to know what I’m working with, if I’m going to be your wingman next time we go out,” March babbled, warming to the idea. It felt good, having a project. It was like being on a case, but for Healy’s dick. “Because you need to relax, man. You’re more jittery than a whore in church—not that I’ve ever solicited sex in a place of worship or anything, but—”

    “Fine! Fuck!” Healy slammed his palm down on the steering wheel hard enough to make the horn blip and whirled to face March. “I haven’t been with anyone since June. You fucking happy now?”

    June. Wowzers. It was nearly February. Poor guy hadn’t gotten any for eight months? That was a long time.

    --

    or; Holland March makes it his personal mission to get Healy laid.

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