Bobby Cam: Lost in LA

Racing back to the city after the long drive into the Mojave desert, left Bobby drained from driving without a break in the hot dry desert. Bobby, just had to rest and get a drink before trudging forth another day. The wanted poster said Dead or Alive, but Bobby, who was the best PI in the LA Basin, wanted to bring in the most wanted man in Van Nuys alive.

Most of the law enforcement in Kern County didn't care too much for Bobby and his LA ways, but he managed to slink up to the chief of police rather nicely. It didn't hurt that she was a bombshell babe with lots of movie credits. Sammy Jenny was the hottest Chief of Police this side of the Rocky mountains. Bobbys smooth LA ways made her puddy in his hands, at least, Bobby hoped so.

He was tired and hot and thirsty, and just couldn't drive anymore. So, he exited the freeway at Sunset and drove to a small bar between downtown LA and Beverly Hills. A small dinky place where men were men and women were men too, if you've ever been on Sunset you'd understand.

Bobby hung out here most nights that he wasn't out wrangling up desperados, he was there almost every weekend, that's when the Motley Crue cover band played, he loved those guys. They reminded him of happier times.

This night, no one was in the bar except Sally, she was the queen of Melrose, her slinky body was dripping with sensuality. Bobby, was in the mood for some sweet time with her tonight, he wasn't about to dismiss her. He was tired, thirsty, frustrated and on the verge of being angry, so any kind of loving was his kind of loving.

Sally strolled over to the bar where Bobby was sitting sipping a apple martini. "Hey, Bobby, what's up?" she asked, moving close to his chest with her large implants. "Oh, you know, same ol', same ol'." he spoke sipping on his drink.

"You know, Bobby, we could go somewhere and dance." She said sitting beside him on the cushioned bar stool. "You, know, I'd be down with that." he said, motioning for the bartender for another drink for himself and Sally. "Bobby, that's enough drinking here, why not take that drink some place else". She said placing her hand on his as he shoved back the glass. "Cool..." he slowly turned to face her and clasp her hand in his. "sure, anytime, anywhere."

They both strolled out of the dingy bar onto the sidewalk and staggered towards Bobbys car. The car was a mess. "Bobby, where's a girl suppose to sit?" she asked looking at the front seat which had files and a laptop on it. The backseat was just as cluttered.

"I can make room, don't worry, it's just work stuff." Bobby said grabbing the laptop and files and flinging it to the backseat without care. "There, a place for a queen." Bobby opened the door for Sally to get in, The car smelled of cigarettes, from Bobby smoking all day.

"When are you gonna stop smoking, don't you know, that's gonna kill you." She said, strapping herself into the seatbelt. "Do you have anymore?" she asked placing v-shaped fingers to her mouth.
"Sure babe, got plenty." Bobby said strapping himself into his 2009 Roadster. "I only have Kools, cause the government shut down Marlboro for back taxes.
"No problem, I don't inhale". She said taking a short puff. "And besides, they don't do anything to ya anyways..."

.......................to be continued