Turning a corner McGurk and lieutenant Chavez enter the rows of lockers.
"This is the bin here where we keep the suits. Dolores comes in and washes them every day if they get worn. The swim team is about the only ones who use them but sometimes a student forgets their trunks on lap swimming day for PE class and they can use one of these." McGurk reaches in and pulls out a shiny black speedo with purple triangles on the sides. "School colors is on all of them."
"Ok. Where are the ones you found, these 22 extra?" asked Chavez.
"Over here. Munro has em in a stack on this bench."
They move down a row of lockers and between the green metal cabinets there are wooden benches. One is piled with an array of speedos, all colors and designs are different.
"There is one on the floor here." Chavez says reaching down to pick it up. "Its warm. What the hell?"
"Lemme see. Munro!" McGurk uses his best football coach yell to summon his student aide but gets no reply.
"What was Munro wearing today? You remember?"
"Um, I dont normally look at my students that much. I just tell em what to do. I think he had on blue jeans and a pink shirt that said something about a rock band on it." McGurk tried to sound like he cared.
"This suit is pink in the back but has a royal blue front with little black pipes on the side."
In his hand Munro felt the police detective touching him. All he had wanted to do was to see what it was like to wear one of these speedos. They were everywhere in the locker room. Somebody wouldnt notice one missing. He was just going to slip it on and then dress and go home. He never expected what was going to happen next.
He could hear the others talking too. People were mad, confused, some of them were talking about what it was like to be worn. They said it was the best feeling ever. He wanted so badly for this policeman to take off his clothes and wear him.
"Well I suggest we take all of these as evidence anyway. I'll just gather them up and take them with me to the precinct." Chavez started to gather up the various speedos. With each one he collected the desire to put one on grew in him. He would wait until he was back at the police station though, better to do it there. He didnt know what would happen but he needed to find out, and he couldnt explain this urge to wear a speedo he suddenly had while holding these thing.
"Do what ya like. Im goin back to my office." McGurk turned and left.
Chavez stood there with an arm full of lycra speedos...