Chapter 6: I now understand this is from an old porno video!

The first weekend saw me drive to a motel near Birmingham where I found Dell and James sitting disconsolately in a car in the car park. Carl had told them to be there at 10 am knowing I would not arrive until noon. They told me that Carl told them that he intended to “teach them a lesson” but would hold off on the bond and would consider tearing it up if everything went OK (There was no indication what “went OK” meant but I suspect it meant me!).

They gave me the key to my room and I put my bag away and they told me we were to go a short journey to “the venue”, I sat in the back of my car while James drove and I wondered where we were going.

The answer was a line of Victorian looking railway arches each with a frontage and signs indicating a multitude of activities from sign painting, car tuning, upholstery and many others. James approached one marked “Aaron’s Motors - MOTs, Servicing, Breakdown etc” The huge door also carried advertising for various motor products, many of which I had not even heard of. He drove through the big doorway into a surprisingly cavernous space with ramps and hoists or whatever it is they call those things to raise cars up. The space looked quite dirty and oily but several spotlessly clean and shiny machines looking as if they belonged in an intensive care ward were set against one wall.

My tummy did a flip when I saw Carl’s car parked alongside mine as I got out. It did it again when Dell and James closed the big double doors behind us.

Carl emerged from behind a van followed by two other black men who grinned when they saw me come through the door.

“Wow!” one said “She’s a real doll Carl!”

I wasn’t sure I wanted to be a doll but it was clearly meant as a compliment so I accepted it with a smile.

Carl walked over to me and kissed me in quite a fatherly way really as he is a couple of years younger and, taking my arm, led me towards the back of the garage. He stopped in a clear area in front of a series of doors set into a partition which reached less than a third of the way to the top of the arch. The doors were marked “Store”,”Office”, “STAFF ONLY”, WC (with a male and female outline).

Although I was waiting to see how this was supposed to play out, I had a shrewd idea of the likely plan. I looked at the two new men and decided that Carl must have decided to “go easy” on me. The first looked to be about in his 50s or 60s but reasonably fit while the other looked about his mid 30s and quite well developed. I wasn’t surprised when Carl said that the old guy was family although I couldn’t see any resemblance, the younger man was the old man’s son.

The two of them had grins from ear to ear and did not take their eyes off me from the first moment they clapped eyes on me.

Carl turned to me and said “This is just a trial run. Only one of a number of little situations or stories for you.”