DISCLAIMER
Well, it's still not mine, since it's owned by Stephen J. Cannell and the Fox Network. Well, you know, except for Regina Chambers. And I'd like to give a shout out to my first reviewers: A. H. Smith, godcalldinsick, and peanutpopper. Thanks guys. I was starting to wonder if I should just take down the story. And, was anyone else as surprised as I was to see the rating system change? Btw, guys weren't recognized as rape victims until the mid or late 90's, I think. Which is where this chapter comes from. I hope you like it and I'll try not to make this fiction to long.
A couple hours later, Ioki convened with the rest of the Jump Street Gang in their headquarters.
"Ioki, what did you get from the Monroe boy?" Fuller questioned.
"Well, according to him, she didn't pull anything until the fourth session," Ioki replied, opening his notebook and looking at what he wrote.
"What'd she do?" Judy asked.
"He said that she put her hand on his knee and made him undress her," Ioki continued. No one noticed when Tom's eyes clouded in pain.
"Man, that poor kid," Judy said, shaking her head.
"Did anything else happen?" Capt. Fuller prodded.
"Yeah. Apparently, she liked to be called 'Baby' and 'Lover'," Ioki responded. Tom ducked his head, trying to quash the returning memories. However, it was to no avail.
"Call me names, Tommy," Regina breathed seductively.
"B-baby, l-lover," a shaky voice said.
"I don't buy it," Doug said suddenly. Tom's head snapped back up.
"What?" he asked bitingly.
"I don't buy it," Doug repeated.
"Penhall!" Judy exclaimed.
"Oh, come on, Jude! No offense, but guys are physically stronger than girls, so there's no way they could be raped," Doug continued.
"Take that back," Tom snarled.
"Oh, please, Hanson. Don't tell me you're buying this," Doug stated with a roll of his eyes.
"You don't know what you're talking, Penhall! So just shut up!" Tom shouted.
"Hanson," Doug said in surprise.
"If you really feel this way, you better take yourself off the case! Because I'll tell you this, Penhall: these boys don't need to be questioned by some creep who doesn't even believe them!" Tom shouted again. Before anybody could stop him, he pushed his way through the group and went to his desk.
