Gail talked me into having Honey and her family over for dinner. I have to admit she didn't look anything like I remembered. Her hair was up, she had on a conservative top and slacks, and she was pleasant. Her husband seemed to be a good guy. I wondered if he knew about her past. Her little girl was adorable and Chad was enamored of her right off the bat. He ended up in the backyard while I grilled, letting her wander around while he was one step behind her. Gail and Honey laughed. "If he's that infatuated when they grow up, we could be in-laws."
It was a nice evening. The little girl went down for a nap after her meal, and Chad fell asleep on the floor. Her husband Jeff went to the bathroom and Gail went into the kitchen for more beer. I seized the opportunity.
"Honey, do you remember the little discussion we had right before Gail and I got married?"
Her eye went wide and she self-consciously rubbed her neck. "Th
We sat down at the little greasy spoon he favored, and after we ordered he told me to spill whatever was bothering me or he was going to send me home. I really needed to talk to somebody, so I told him about the money and her general attitude. "What are you gonna do about it?" "I'm going to the motel tomorrow night and see what's happening." "And if you see something you don't like?" "Then I figure I'll go to somebody's ass." Bobby sighed. "Remember Jefferson George?" Of course I did. He was THE rich kid in school; his father had more money than half the town combined. I'd caught him with a fourteen-year-old he'd given some liquor to and he was trying to get her in his car. She was pretty drunk, but she was fighting him as best she could. He finally got tired of it and slapped the hell out of her. "Get in the car, bitch, and shut the fuck up." He didn't know anyone else was around so I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked around, told me to fuck off and started to get in his c
Lt. Brown, the man I knew, laughed. "Yeah, and when we do, I'm driving. Detective Walters has a lead foot." They shared good natured banter while we got into position. I identified Gail and Honey. They watched Honey go into the club. First Brown got out. "I'm going in, see how much I can learn. Then Tabby will be up." We talked as we waited. "Won't it be awkward going into a place like that?" She laughed. "I stripped for three years while I worked my way through college. That's all I did, though. I never even gave lap dances. I saw too many relationships dissolve while I worked to ever be tempted. I'll go in, try to get an interview with the manager, tell him I'll be moving to the area in a few weeks and I'm trying to line up a job. I got a few shots of me left over from my stripping days to satisfy any questions he might have." She'd just finished telling me about her lawyer husband and her two daughters. She smiled when she saw my face. "My husband knows. We met at the club. He
"Because, usually, the right thing always ends up being the hardest thing to do. You had no idea when you married Gail or when she went to work at the motel this was going to happen. Bad shit happens to good people. It's how they deal with it that shows their character. Now, I'm going to leave you alone. Cry, scream, break shit if you want to. Just try to get enough out that you can function when it's time to go home to your child. I know I don't have to say it, but I'm there for you, brother."After he left, I tried to cry. I thought about going to the package store and getting a bottle. I thought about beating the walls out of the motel room. In the end, I didn't do any of those things. I just sat there, numb, for the rest of the night. Bobby found me and didn't say a word, starting the shower and practically shoving me inside. The hot water hit me and I cried, bitter tears of betrayal and loss. I was a lot better when I got out. "Let's go. You're driving."I slept most of the way h
I ended up getting two thousand in cash and fifty dollars a week in child support. Gail got to see Chad twice a week under supervision of Child Services, but after two months she was allowed unsupervised access if she visited at her parents' house.Chad gradually drew away from her and one day she sent a note via her parents. She'd taken a job with a national chain and would be traveling up and down the East Coast performing for six weeks at a club before moving on to the next. She said it was so the customers could see fresh faces. Gail gave up her visitation rights but pleaded with me to let her see him when she was near. The next year she did a swing out West and ended up settling in Las Vegas. Well, at least what she had been doing was legal there. Chad still got an expensive present on his birthday and Christmas, along with letters when he got old enough.He adjusted to a single parent household pretty well, especially since he had two sets of grandparents who were constantly aro
"After that, it was off to the races. Bill called me into his office and told me from now on the johns had to pay fifteen bucks to use the room. I didn't want it to come out of my earnings so I made the johns pay. It just kept going downhill until we got arrested. We never did find out how they knew about us. Bill paid the cops off and gave us to them every once in a while, for a blowjob or a piece of ass so everybody was happy."She stopped, overcome, but grabbed my hand when I tried to stand up. "I need to tell you that in my warped frame of mind at the time I convinced myself I was doing it for us, so we could have a better life. I even set a goal. Sixty thousand and I was going to quit, find a little job somewhere and tell you I was making a lot more than I actually was and bleed it back into our accounts. When we got caught, that never happened."Gail stood up. "That's it. I fell victim to greed and stupidity and it cost me everything. It took me years to accept it, but I've move
STORY TITLE: THE HONEY TRAP You have to use the right bait. Read more to find out.. ************* You can learn a lot about someone by playing tennis with them. Generally I've found that guys who are gentlemen on the tennis court are also gentlemen in their off-court lives. Conversely, I watched a guy display the worst sportsmanship I'd ever seen while playing his best friend. It was no surprise to me later on when the guy abandoned his family and ran off with another man's wife. And then there's Frank Calhoun. Frank is a big guy; in fact, he played football at Georgia Tech until he blew out his knee. Once the orthopedic surgeon had repaired it, Frank switched to tennis. But he plays tennis like a football player, hitting booming serves and blasting away at the net man from the baseline. But I can beat him. I like to come to the net and put pressure on him to hit it by me. As often as not, he'll overhit and bounce the ball off the back fence. And don't get me started on his lin
"I came back to the house," I told her. My heartbeat accelerated. "I saw you and Frank together."Of the many scenarios I had envisioned, Melanie's response was not one I had anticipated. "I'm sorry you had to see that," she said evenly."That's all you have to say?" I asked incredulously. "You're cheating on me and you're sorry I witnessed it? Aren't you even going to say you're sorry for fucking him? How long has this been going on? Don't you have any kind of explanation?"She crossed her arms and heaved a sigh. "Sit down, Michael," she said, gesturing toward the breakfast room table."I prefer to stand," I said angrily."Suit yourself," she said, and took a chair. I stood there dumbfounded at her total lack of reaction."Listen, Michael, we were going to tell you soon anyway, but I guess this just steps up the timetable a little. I'm leaving you. Frank and I are in love, and I'm going to move in with him. We'll get married as soon as the divorce is final."I decided to sit down; I
I knew he was right. Hell, after what she'd done, I didn't want to stay married to her anyway. But it still felt like she and Frank had beaten me in a game I didn't even know I was playing. Jonathan's tone became sympathetic once again. "Listen, Michael, I know the attorney that Melanie used. If you sign, we can get this Settlement Agreement filed with the court very quickly. That will pretty well lock in what she's proposed. Then, if she begins to have 'buyer's remorse' and wants to come back -- and if you're willing to take her back -- you still have thirty days to drop the divorce." I knew that wasn't going to happen. "Can I borrow your pen?" I asked. When I got back to the office, I headed straight for Human Resources. I had lots of changes to make in my health insurance, my 401K plan and numerous other benefits that involved a spouse. The clerk who helped me must have done this a lot because he was able to produce all the forms I needed in short order. As I was signing them I