Doug opened his door and stood there, trying to keep the grin off his face. "You're a little early for Halloween, aren't you?"

Jen shook her head. "We need your help."

"Do you now?"

"Yeah. See, uh…" She stopped mid-sentence, half unsure of what to say, and half enthralled by the fact that Doug was standing before them in nothing but a pair of low-slung sweats.

"We're drunk." Joey was leaning into Jen, looking over the blonde's shoulder.

"Yeah." Jen blushed. "We were, uh…"

"We were in a bar and acting like we're a couple."

Jen's blush deepened as Doug's eyebrows shot up. She elbowed Joey in the ribs. "Shut up."

"What?" Joey looked back at Doug, smiling drunkenly. "'s the truth."

"So, you're drunk, going out to bars and playacting most men's biggest fantasy." Doug barely managed to hide his smirk. "Which does absolutely nothing to explain how you ended up at my front door."

"Well, there's…" Jen tried to stop blushing and staring at Doug's bare chest, failing miserably at both.

"Two of the guys hit on us and wouldn't take leave us alone." Joey continued looking over Jen's shoulder. "So we left. And they followed us."

"So you came to me for protection?"

"Well…yeah." Jen smiled, relaxing some now that the story was told and he hadn't slammed the door in their faces. "Since you're a policeman and all. So your job is to serve and protect."

"You realize that, as a policeman, it's my duty to arrest you for being drunk while underage, right?"

Joey finally turned to face him, her forehead crinkled with concern. "You can't arrest us. It would go on our records and we might end up in prison, which would really make going to college extremely difficult." She nodded. "So see? No arresting."

"You make a compelling argument." Doug stepped back and waved them both in. "I suppose I can do some protecting, should any unruly, drunken males come knocking at my door looking for underaged pseudo-lesbians."

"We appreciate that." Joey nodded sagely as she moved past Doug into the living room. She settled onto the couch, leaning back against the arm. "See? Told you that Doug would listen to reason."

"Not so much reason," Doug informed her, taking Jen's arm and leading her into the room so that he could shut the door. "As not wanting to feel remotely responsible should either of you end up in jail."

"Either way." Joey shrugged and looked at Jen who was still standing just inside the doorway. "I knew you wouldn't let us down."

Jen smiled up at Doug and gestured toward the couch. "I'm gonna…you know, go sit down."

"Before you fall down?"

"Something like that, yeah." She took a step forward, swaying just slightly toward him. "Thanks, Doug."

"Don't mention it." He shook his head and walked into his bedroom, digging pillows and blankets out of the closet. He carried them into the living room and dropped them on the couch between the two girls. "Really. Ever. I don't need a bunch of smart assed comments from anyone. And that goes from your high school friends to the rest of the guys down at the station. Got it?"

Joey stood up and saluted him, falling back on the couch in a heap of giggles. "Heil."

"Great." Doug reached over to turn on the table lamp next to Jen. "Kitchen's through there, bathroom's through there. I'll try very hard to ignore any drunken stumblings or ramblings, but please try very hard not to throw up on anything that is upholstered or carpeted, okay?"

"Okeydokey." Joey smiled up at him, her eyes wide and doe-y. "Whatever you say, Officer Witter. My girlfriend Jen and I are fine, upstanding, lawful, and law-abiding citizens. You'll have no vomiting trouble from us."

"Thanks, Jo." He patted the top of her head and shook his own, heading for his bedroom. "Night, ladies."

"Lesbians," Joey called out, only to be shushed immediately by Jen. Doug snapped off the main living room light and closed one of the French doors behind him as he made his way to his bed.

Doug moaned softly in his sleep, his hips thrusting slightly off the mattress. He let his hand slide down his body, smoothing over firm flesh to his cock, stopping only when it encountered a head full of hair.

His eyes snapped open and he sat up, blinking rapidly in the dim light. His sweats were in a pile at the end of the bed and Jen and Joey were lying on either side of him. Jen's head was resting on one thigh, and Joey's was on the other.

"What the fuck are you two doing in here?"

Joey shook her head slowly, holding his gaze as she licked his thigh. "Nothin'."

"Okay," Doug sat up, pulling his body away from both girls. "I think you two need to get your drunk asses out of my bed. You need to get…" he stopped and swallowed as they both got to their knees as if on some unspoken signal, their naked bodies shining in moonlight. "Get dressed and I'll drive you home."

"But Doug," Jen moved forward, her breasts swaying slightly as she crept her way up the bed. "You know that you don't want us to go just yet."

"Yes. Yes, I do." He grabbed for the sheet, glaring at Joey as she pulled it completely off the bed, sending his sweats tumbling to the floor.

"You were moaning, Doug." Jeoy looked at him from under hooded lashes. "You liked it when we touched you."

"I was sleeping. Sleeping and dreaming, and I…"

"You were dreaming about us, weren't you?" Jen straddled Doug's lower stomach, her hands moving up her body to cup her breasts, holding them out for him. "You want us, don't you?"

"Perhaps," he stopped, clearing his throat to get his voice down another octave. "Perhaps you've both completely failed to realize that you're underage…"

"Joey and I are both 18 now."

"You're just out of high school and you're both friends of my little brother." Doug moved his hands to lift Jen off of him, stopping when he realized to do so he'd have to touch her. "One of you is my little brother's ex-girl…oh shit."

Jen looked over her shoulder, smiling as Joey's dark hair decorated the top of Doug's thighs as she slid his cock into her mouth. Turning back to Doug, she smiled and released her breasts, letting her fingers trail along his chest. "What were you saying?"

"Jo…ey." Doug reached around Jen, trying to find purchase on Joey's flesh. "Jo…you've got to…oh…fuck…Joey…"

"Doug." Jen caught her face between her hands and held it still, leaning in to kiss him.

5/15/03