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Case #62 - re The People vs Sgt Rocky Costa #2 (Pleasant dreams)

 Case #62 - re The People vs Sgt Rocky Costa #2 (Pleasant dreams)

One night, in around 1992, Sgt Rocky Costa decided to sleep in the bunk room. As he began to dream, a smile crept across his sleeping face. In his dream he was relaxing on a tropical beach, somewhere in the Pacific. A Viking boat sailed up and beached itself on the sand. A rather large, but attractive Viking lass jumped down from the boat and approached Rocky. Rocky was fearful and rolled on his side so he couldn’t see this Valkyrie maiden. As the Viking female warrior stood over him, Rocky turned his head to peek up at her. She suddenly smiled, tossed her sword, shield, and horned helmet away; removed her armor and clothing and let them fall to the sand. The strapping girl then cuddled up next to Rocky’s back, with one of her smooth Viking girl legs thrown on top of his tree trunk legs, and one of her sexy Viking girl hands tickling his belly. Rocky giggled in his sleep. Then the Viking girl began walking her fingers up the side of Rocky’s quivering arm. Rocky was smiling in anticipation. Then she bit him on the ear. The bite felt real and woke Rocky up. As he regained his senses, Rocky realized;
- first, that he had been dreaming,
- second, that his ear still hurt, and
-third, that he wasn’t alone!
He turned his head to look behind himself and saw Kevin Rupe’s buck-toothed, grinning face. Kevin was cuddled up against Rocky’s back, resting his head on one hand and running his other hand, slowly up and down Rocky’s exposed arm. And of course, Kevin was naked. Rocky's shrieks reverberated throughout the station for several minutes, as Rocky tried to scream himself awake, but this time; it was no dream.
Verdict – Sgt Costa, the Court finds you Guilty of Fraternizin’ With Yer Subordinates, and Sexual Harassment, after all, you’re the sergeant, so YOU have the power.
Sentence – (Judge “Carl”, the crazy guy from Compton and Central is standing in for sentencing) Rocky Costa, wahjewthingjewdunewimabothahindadockbo?Rupe grab ma balls, uh, heh, heh. Yupjewbuhjuleemaboloanstan? ?Rupe grab ma balls, uh, heh, heh. nowyewdabahnawRupeRupeju-uhdeppy. Rupe grab ma balls, uh, heh, heh. NaaajewteRupesaweh. Jew neegeahgu, Igejewgguh, SHUHLEE!Shulee,shupan sudibiwibodigu. Nahgiahuhhea! Rupe grab ma balls, uh, heh, heh.
Hmmmmm, uhhh, thank you Judge Carl, fer that enlightenin’ legal opinion. Here’s yer Mad Dog an’ yer crack pipe back, skeedaddle on back home, yer south of Alondra pass is expired.
Sooo, Rocky Costa……what he said. Now get out ta my Court room, Mister.


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