Tales from the Bullpen: Paying the Debt (eBook, ePUB)
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When Brian's loan shark gives his wife the choice between a beating for Brian, or some adult action of her choice to pay back a gambling debt, she chooses a way that will give her the greatest joy, and her husband the true punishment he deserves. At a Long Island estate, Leah gets to live out some long-held fantasies. In the meantime, Brian must watch, or suffer the consequences."So why are we here, again?" said Leah."I told you," said Brian, "I have a business meeting here."Leah looked around the bar. Even though it was barely seven o'clock, the joint was crowded. Most of the tables were occu...
When Brian's loan shark gives his wife the choice between a beating for Brian, or some adult action of her choice to pay back a gambling debt, she chooses a way that will give her the greatest joy, and her husband the true punishment he deserves. At a Long Island estate, Leah gets to live out some long-held fantasies. In the meantime, Brian must watch, or suffer the consequences.
"So why are we here, again?" said Leah.
"I told you," said Brian, "I have a business meeting here."
Leah looked around the bar. Even though it was barely seven o'clock, the joint was crowded. Most of the tables were occupied by couples. She looked at the couples and instantly felt out of place. All of them were dressed well - nothing ostentatious - and very classily. Somehow, she knew that all these couples were very wealthy. Should would have felt more self-conscious about her clothes, but none of the other couples even took note of anyone else. All of them stared at the men at the bar.
All the bar stools were occupied by men, she realized. She scanned the line of men. Although they were of all ages and colors and races, they all had one thing in common - they were large men. Tall, lean, muscular, clad in tight, form-fitting clothes. Leah felt a familiar heaviness between her legs. All these men were just the kind she preferred.
As she watched, she saw some of the couples no, not the couples, but the men from the rich couples cross to the bar to talk to some of the men there. More often than not, the young man at the bar followed the other back to the table. There was some small talk, then the trio would leave.
There was a constant traffic of this sort flowing in and out of the bar. The bartenders raced back and forth to keep up with the demand.
She looked at her husband again. He certainly wasn't like the guys at the bar! Although tall, Brian certainly was anything but muscular and virile. She sighed and said, "So why am I here?"
"Mr. Wheeler wanted you here," said Brian. He looked this way and that, nervous, even frightened.
Leah said, "What's going on Brian? Are you in trouble again?"
"So why are we here, again?" said Leah.
"I told you," said Brian, "I have a business meeting here."
Leah looked around the bar. Even though it was barely seven o'clock, the joint was crowded. Most of the tables were occupied by couples. She looked at the couples and instantly felt out of place. All of them were dressed well - nothing ostentatious - and very classily. Somehow, she knew that all these couples were very wealthy. Should would have felt more self-conscious about her clothes, but none of the other couples even took note of anyone else. All of them stared at the men at the bar.
All the bar stools were occupied by men, she realized. She scanned the line of men. Although they were of all ages and colors and races, they all had one thing in common - they were large men. Tall, lean, muscular, clad in tight, form-fitting clothes. Leah felt a familiar heaviness between her legs. All these men were just the kind she preferred.
As she watched, she saw some of the couples no, not the couples, but the men from the rich couples cross to the bar to talk to some of the men there. More often than not, the young man at the bar followed the other back to the table. There was some small talk, then the trio would leave.
There was a constant traffic of this sort flowing in and out of the bar. The bartenders raced back and forth to keep up with the demand.
She looked at her husband again. He certainly wasn't like the guys at the bar! Although tall, Brian certainly was anything but muscular and virile. She sighed and said, "So why am I here?"
"Mr. Wheeler wanted you here," said Brian. He looked this way and that, nervous, even frightened.
Leah said, "What's going on Brian? Are you in trouble again?"
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