.. or slave number three?.. or slave number four?” As he spoke, he moved down the row gesturing proudly to each girl. “Bill and Ted will now take ...our bets,” he gushed, “and as soon as we get at least $600 we will begin the contest.”One of the hulking assistants stood next to me with his hand out. I gave him a smile, even though I really wanted to punch him out, and placed a fifty in his palm. “Number?” he asked, and I said, “Number three.” He replied, “Time?” and I reflexively sputtered,. At the same time, I was determined that I'd do nothing to dishonor either her memory of Willie, or the high regard I held both of them in. I stood up from my chair, knowing that my erection was plainly visible outlined against the pant leg of my thin white cotton trousers. I bowed slightly in her direction, acknowledging her even though I couldn't trust my voice to speak to her right then.I walked outside and went looking for a morning meal. Surely Frannie knew that this was going to complicate. More

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