nd a skin tight marine-blue T-shirt revealing his siorso

tradig the nerdy impression he had made during his visit at Dwight's

office.

"Uhm ... Lee, these guys are Chud Mike," Dwight introduced his buddies to

the Korean who took his sun-glasses off.

"Pleased to meet you," Lee nodded.

"You like a drink?" Mike asked.

"Bourbon would be nice," Lee replied.

"I ... I didn't expect you in a gay b ... uhm in a place like that," Dwight was

still trying to catch his balance.

"Well off-duty, we enjoy our life, isn't it," Lee grinned casually

putting his arm around Dwight's waist.

"Y-yeah sure," Dwight looked at Lee openly fused. Chud Mike were

grinning. Dwight didn't know what to do. They were here to take on Brock

Rowley and now he was hit on by an Asian, whom he didn't even know for a

day.

"Uhm ... excuse me, I've to take a leak," the Sergeant wriggled from Lee's

embrad turowards the toilets.

Chud Mike were snickering. Dwight was usually not shy and to see him in

a predit was a rare moment.

"You know, there is a dark room over there as well, if you want some privacy

..." Mike told Lee with a vicious grin.

"Thank you, that's good advise," Lee put his dark glasses on, gri the

two marines and walked across the bar room.

"Well -- I guess, that leaves the two of us to have a date with Brock," Chuck

grinned.

"You have a problem with that?" Mike asked.

"Me?!" Chuck raised his eye-brows, "Are you joking? I could hahat

fucker on my own."

"Big mouth," Mike laughed.

When Dwight left the toilet he heard a low whistle from the dark room,

despite the loud music. Surprised he reized Lee leaning against the