after IX

He was soaked by the time the Community Service Corporal popped into the front seat.

"Hot in here."

"Yeah," he managed to croak.

"You okay? Sorry about that. I didn't even think about the heat."

He nodded and shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of the cop. He felt the sweat dripping off the small of his back as he came away from the seat. His armpits, his ass crack, the small of his back, even his balls were soaked with sweat. All he wanted to do was sleep. Then the engine turned over and a blast of icy cold shot out of the vents, sending an instant chill through him, jolting the situation into focus.