Chapter 1

Shelly was having a very bad day. After suffering through several grueling job interviews, she was exhausted and now this, a flat tire on the way back to her dinky apartment. Her only hope for salvaging the day was that her boyfriend, Alex, would be home and would give her a little sympathy that she so desperately needed. After finally getting someone from the local wrecker service to respond to her calls, she REALLY wanted a bath to wash away the longing stare of the greasy driver that changed the tire. Little did she know that a surprise awaited her at home...

Alex Stevens was having a streak of good luck. Winning at the craps tables, Alex decided a celebration was in order with the big busted blonde that had been hanging on his shoulder ever since he had started winning. Lust was the only thing on his mind as the party started in his apartment...

WHAT THE HELL!!!! Shelly screamed, as she discovered the two lovers on the bed in the middle of their second round of sex. GET THE FUCK OUT!!! she screamed as she started throwing clothes, shoes and anything she could find at the two retreating lovers. As she sat down, the emotional stress of the day finally broke through and she lost it. She cried and screamed for what seemed like hours and finally cried herself to sleep amid the ruined bed.

Going to the casino the next day, Alex had confidence that he could win just as big again as he had the day before. The difference today was that he was playing with a different caliber of people than before. Quickly, he was stripped of his winnings and found himself in a very large deficit situation. Thinking that his luck would change soon, he asked for several credit markers and soon all of them were gone. When he got ready to leave, he was approached by two very large gentlemen wanting to know how he intended to make good on the markers that he had outstanding. After admitting that he was, at the moment, BROKE, he was escorted to the "Office" upstairs. He found himself face to face with Mr Alfred Brumley, a dapper chap that was the "enforcement manager" for the owners of the casino.

Mr. Stevens, Have a seat, said the tall slim gent behind the desk. We need to have a bit of a chat as to resolve the matter of your outstanding markers. Alex realized he was in over his head and was trying to figure out what to do. Alfred told him, Just be calm, I am sure there is some way to resolve this matter. Alex finally told him, after several tense minutes of brainstorming, "I don't have the money to pay you and I don't know where to get it". Alfred asked him about his family, his job and everything about his life. He realized that this kid would be a good addition to his organization, if he would play along. Not that he had any choice in the matter, of course.

Alex, I would like to offer you a job, but you will have to make a sacrifice to convince me that I can trust you. Anything, Alex said, suddenly realizing that he may just make it through the day without any pain or even dying. You must bring me your girlfriend as a gift for part of your debts and you will find other young women to recruit for a special endeavour, Alfred said.