Chapter 21: Wednesday Morning

When they’d all cleared out, Beverly was standing there waiting to come in. I guessed this was really gonna happen. She was wearing a bra, though. Dammit. I had to say “I’ve got to get to class in a couple of minutes. Can this wait until after lunch?”

She nodded and said “I’ll tell Mr. Davis. I’m sure it will be okay.”

“Thanks.”

I took a couple of deep breaths. Then, I started thinking about watching Beverly standing in front of me topless and taking a couple of deep breaths. That would be a sight to see! Sure, she was older, but damn she had some rack!

Just to get my mind off of Beverly, I turned to the other coaches who’d been in there listening the whole time and asked “Are any of you guys holding a good-looking white teenaged basketball player, maybe tied up in your bedroom?”

They all laughed. One of them said “If I was, I sure as hell wouldn’t tell YOU. You’d tell the police the first chance you got.” There were a couple of “Yeah!”s and a “Right on, brother! Don’t tell Uncle Tom nuthin!”

I had to shake my head. Bastards. “Fuck you. Fuck each and every one of you. Awright, I gotta get ready for class.”

Then I turned to Alice. “Honey, I’m gonna be busy with school stuff for the next four hours or so. Can you take my car and go run some errands for me since I can’t get out of here?”

We walked out into the hall where no one else could hear us. “I promise I won’t go anywhere alone with Beverly until you get back. I’d like you to go back to the house and check on Melanie, make sure she’s okay. Maybe you should use the clicker and open the garage door so they know you’re there, then tell them who you are before you go in the house.”

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to give Mel a gun?”

“No, but we couldn’t leave them alone without any way to defend themselves. I’d hate for them to get kidnapped again.”

“All right. I don’t like it, but okay. What else?”

“I’d like you to go get one of those instant cameras, if you can. Before that, though, can you go by the Crib? Don’t go in, that might not be a good idea, but park out front and ask the first person you see to go in and ask Leroy to come out. Tell him that I need some things done but I’m stuck at school all day. Ask him to send someone to go find Tiny and have him come to the school. The police know about Sandra, so she can come, too, if they want.”

“Go to the Crib, DON’T go in, tell Leroy to send Tiny to you here. Okay. And get a camera. I’ll come back here and tell you if I have any trouble.”

“That sounds great, honey. I appreciate it.”

I gave her my keys, and we hugged and kissed before she walked off. That’s an awfully good woman, there.

I found out later that Alice had gone out to the parking lot, seen a police car, and walked over to it and asked if he could follow her to the Crib as she didn’t feel safe over there without me with her. The patrolman asked how long she would be, and she said she wasn’t even going inside, she had no desire to go inside that place. She was just going to pass a message on. After that, she had some shopping to do and she shouldn’t need his help any more.

Can you imagine the radio calls about that? “Hey, dispatch, this is 219. Can I abandon my post to escort a good-looking woman to a whorehouse?”

“219, you said a whorehouse?”

“Yeah, the Crib, the whorehouse on South Smith Street that Coach Wilkins and his sister run. Alice O’Donald is at West Central with Coach Wilkins today. She just walked up and said she doesn’t feel safe over there and wants an escort.”

“Sure, 219, go escort the beautiful woman into the whorehouse. Anything you do there will NOT be expensed. You’ll have to pay for it yourself.”

“10-4, Dispatch. 219 is rolling.”

So, Alice drove my car over to the Crib with a police car following her. She didn’t even get out of the car. She pulled up in front of the door, rolled down the window, and asked the first person to walk by to go in and get Leroy for her. After a couple of minutes, Leroy One came out and they talked for a minute. Then, Leroy walked over to the police car parked right behind her and told the driver “Miss Alice says thank you very much for your help. She should be fine for the rest of her errands. No, I don’t know. She said something about getting a camera.”

After that Alice drove to my place to check on the girls. Melanie was fine. Shanda was better. They had decided that Shanda was still a slave, but Melanie was her new owner so Shanda had to do whatever Melanie said. If Melanie wanted her slave to wear clothes and sit in a chair to eat, then Shanda would wear clothes and sit in a chair to eat. That got her dressed, at least.

Yeah, I agree. That was just completely wrong. It was outrageous, and sumthin’ oughtta be done! Teenaged girls should not own cute obedient little china-doll sex slaves. No matter what they looked like, female sex slaves of any age should only be owned by men. Like me, right?

I didn’t see Tiny until after my fourth period Government class. He and Sandra were waiting out in the hall. We really weren’t supposed to have people in the school if they weren’t students or staff, but as long as they had a reason no one would get upset. “Coach Wilkins asked us to come see him” was a perfectly acceptable reason for someone to escort them to where I was teaching.

Sandra looked fine. She wasn’t dressed up like Melanie had done for me, but she looked fine. Some of the kids might have hassled her some, but not with Tiny standing right there.

We talked about basically nothing out in the hall until the next class started. After that we could talk with no one listening in. First off, I needed him to get over to Lucy’s place and let her out of the stocks. Shit. Alice had my keys. Fine. She should be back soon, we’ll wait for her.

Before he let Lucy go, though, he had my permission and orders to do whatever it took to get her to cough up whatever info she had on those movie guys. I wanted those girls back. If I had to pay for them I’d do it but I’d rather assault wherever they were being held and pay the motherfuckers with a bullet. The old gangster movies called it ‘Excedrin Headache Number .357’.

Beyond that, well, Lucy had been a prostitute for twenty years or so, and she had some skills. I’d never tapped her pussy, she was my sister and I didn’t like her THAT much, but I’d had my cock down her throat quite a few times when she was talking too much and not listening enough, and even had it up her ass twice. They were both good.

Tiny was doing her a favor, he had gone out of his way and taken the time out of his busy day to come by and let her out of that thing, and maybe she should show him how grateful she was. He’d have to make her do whatever it was he wanted before he set her loose, though. After she was free she’d be all bitchy and all he’d want to do was get away from her.

Tiny did tell me that he’d talked to Toby and they were ready for the cops. They’d left some drugs laying around and a couple of guns so the cops would be happy, but the women were gone. Toby had given him a list of all the women that the Gipps had or knew about. I told him to put it in a sealed envelope and give it to one of the Leroys at the Crib for me. Nobody else needed to see that list, and I couldn’t touch it there at the school.

Bubba had talked to the Reds and they’d basically told him to fuck off. Fine. I’ll see if I can get the cops to take the place down. If they were holding one of my ‘persons of special interest’, well, they’d already paid some and maybe I’d get another chance at them some day.

Tiny didn’t know about the other gangs, the Knights and the Blues. He had gone in and cleaned out Frank’s safe deposit box. He’d gotten about $8000 and some other stuff. I told him that that should be enough to pay off his gambling debts and we should probably let him go.

Tiny agreed to drop him off at the airport with enough money to get a ticket, but he was thinking that he wanted to keep Frank’s car. Maybe he could have Frank sign the title over before he let him go. That was fine with me.

He said he was going to need a job since now he had a girlfriend to support, and even if Frank stayed in town he probably wouldn’t want him as a bodyguard any more. I asked if he could come by my house some evening and we’d talk about it. If nothing else, the Crib could use another security guy but it wouldn’t pay that much. The job had great benefits, though! Tiny pointed out that he had a girlfriend now and he didn’t really need the benefits.

We made it back to the office and the coaches all agreed that they’d like to have a girlfriend like Sandra. Sandra herself would do, if Tiny wasn’t so goddam big.

Alice came back to the office with a couple of shopping bags while we were talking, so after I showed her how happy I was to see her, I took Lucy’s key off my ring and gave it to Tiny. Those two took off to go see my sister.

Alice pulled everything out of the bags and put it on my desk. She’d gotten a Polaroid Sun Auto-focus 660. It had a built-in flash, it focused the camera for us, and it automatically printed the picture when it was done. All we were supposed to have to do was point it, push the button, and wait a few seconds. She’d also gotten two film packs. Each one made ten pictures.

We opened up all the packages and loaded the thing. Now what? I had Alice stand up against the wall like I was taking a mug shot. She stuck her thumbs in her ears and waved her fingers while she stuck her tongue out at me. Sure, honey, if that’s the kind of picture you want...

A couple of seconds after I pushed the button, the camera spit a picture out. It just looked black, at first, but while we watched it slowly turned into a picture of a beautiful woman acting silly. It came out pretty good. I’m a damn good photographer! When I’m using a camera that does everything for me, at least.