you. It is a powerful tool that you shouldn’t take lightly. Think long and hard before you decide, as there are no take backs,” Megan warns.
T uesday ponders everything she has just learned. She is ready to make a decision.
“ I want the amulet now . Where do I go?”
M egan gestures for Tuesday to follow her through a second door.
Chapter Fourteen
T uesday is back in her office at the gym. It’s around 11 am and the gym already buzzes with activity.
O ne fighter known as Scorpion clears out his locker and kicks the door shut. He’s pissed that Tuesday has asked him to leave for non-payment of his dues.
W ith a head the size of a bowling ball and two fists like cinder blocks, he is a very intimidating presence to most men, and especially to women.
S corpion bad-mouths Tuesday to a few of the fighters before he decides to confront her face-to-face, despite others telling him to let it go and to leave with some dignity.
S corpion takes the stairs three at a time and punches the door open to her office. It slams against the side wall and startles Tuesday.
A nother fighter bounds up the stairs to intervene. However, The Scorpion assures the fighter that everything is cool and that he won’t touch her; he just wants to have a civil conversation.
T uesday Scorpion that he can speak his peace before he goes. The other fighter slowly backs out and shuts the door to her office. He leaves a crack in the door to overhear the conversation and in case he needs to intervene again.
T uesday is a bit rattled but quickly composes herself. She rubs her gauze-wrapped wrist out of anxiety though Scorpion sees it as fear.
S he remains stoic as Tuesday would never give this goon the satisfaction of knowing he’s unnerved her.
“ W hat is it Scorpion ?” Tuesday says as she takes several steps towards him with her arms folded in front of her.
S corpion devours her with his eyes. He imagines what it would be like to control her, to fuck every hole she has. He licks his lips as he settles his gaze on her ripe breasts that rest on her folded arms.
“ O scar understood . He gave us options” Scorpion spouts.
T uesday walks back over to the desk and pulls out Scorpion’s file, “I see what you mean by options. The only option I see is you skipping 13 months of dues, and Oscar going further in the red.”
“ O scar gave us credit !” Scorpion shouts as he takes a step towards Tuesday.
“ T hey should call you ‘I.O.U.’ instead of the Scorpion. You’ve won your last five bouts, yet you haven’t put a dollar towards your bills. I’m sorry, either you pay what you owe today, in cash, or you’re not welcome to train here. That’s the deal.”
T uesday lays down the law to a lawless man who doesn’t see an authority figure, but pussy on a stick.
“ Y ou know what I could do to you?” the Scorpion says as he grabs his package and rolls it around his hand.
“ I ’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Tuesday says as she stares him dead in his face.
“ I imagine your tits are full of nectar. I’d milk you like a cow; a heifer. Then I’d rip that pretty little skirt of yours off and see what kind of forest lies between your legs. Ummm, you want that, don’t you,” The Scorpion taunts.
“ G et out ,” Tuesday says as she points to the door, “Or I’ll have you thrown out.”
“ I ’d spread those meaty thighs of yours and shove my cock so far and so deep into your woman hole that I would split you in half; from the inside out,” Scorpion taunts.
T he fighter at the door comes back in and shoves the Scorpion out the office. The Scorpion swings at the other fighter to signal him to get his hands off of him.
T uesday sits behind her desk and shakes from head to toe. She is so unnerved, that she can’t even pick up a pen to sign a check.
T uesday rubs against her gauze-wrapped wrist before she pulls a bottle of water out of her desk and drinks it.
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T he
T uesday ponders everything she has just learned. She is ready to make a decision.
“ I want the amulet now . Where do I go?”
M egan gestures for Tuesday to follow her through a second door.
Chapter Fourteen
T uesday is back in her office at the gym. It’s around 11 am and the gym already buzzes with activity.
O ne fighter known as Scorpion clears out his locker and kicks the door shut. He’s pissed that Tuesday has asked him to leave for non-payment of his dues.
W ith a head the size of a bowling ball and two fists like cinder blocks, he is a very intimidating presence to most men, and especially to women.
S corpion bad-mouths Tuesday to a few of the fighters before he decides to confront her face-to-face, despite others telling him to let it go and to leave with some dignity.
S corpion takes the stairs three at a time and punches the door open to her office. It slams against the side wall and startles Tuesday.
A nother fighter bounds up the stairs to intervene. However, The Scorpion assures the fighter that everything is cool and that he won’t touch her; he just wants to have a civil conversation.
T uesday Scorpion that he can speak his peace before he goes. The other fighter slowly backs out and shuts the door to her office. He leaves a crack in the door to overhear the conversation and in case he needs to intervene again.
T uesday is a bit rattled but quickly composes herself. She rubs her gauze-wrapped wrist out of anxiety though Scorpion sees it as fear.
S he remains stoic as Tuesday would never give this goon the satisfaction of knowing he’s unnerved her.
“ W hat is it Scorpion ?” Tuesday says as she takes several steps towards him with her arms folded in front of her.
S corpion devours her with his eyes. He imagines what it would be like to control her, to fuck every hole she has. He licks his lips as he settles his gaze on her ripe breasts that rest on her folded arms.
“ O scar understood . He gave us options” Scorpion spouts.
T uesday walks back over to the desk and pulls out Scorpion’s file, “I see what you mean by options. The only option I see is you skipping 13 months of dues, and Oscar going further in the red.”
“ O scar gave us credit !” Scorpion shouts as he takes a step towards Tuesday.
“ T hey should call you ‘I.O.U.’ instead of the Scorpion. You’ve won your last five bouts, yet you haven’t put a dollar towards your bills. I’m sorry, either you pay what you owe today, in cash, or you’re not welcome to train here. That’s the deal.”
T uesday lays down the law to a lawless man who doesn’t see an authority figure, but pussy on a stick.
“ Y ou know what I could do to you?” the Scorpion says as he grabs his package and rolls it around his hand.
“ I ’m going to have to ask you to leave,” Tuesday says as she stares him dead in his face.
“ I imagine your tits are full of nectar. I’d milk you like a cow; a heifer. Then I’d rip that pretty little skirt of yours off and see what kind of forest lies between your legs. Ummm, you want that, don’t you,” The Scorpion taunts.
“ G et out ,” Tuesday says as she points to the door, “Or I’ll have you thrown out.”
“ I ’d spread those meaty thighs of yours and shove my cock so far and so deep into your woman hole that I would split you in half; from the inside out,” Scorpion taunts.
T he fighter at the door comes back in and shoves the Scorpion out the office. The Scorpion swings at the other fighter to signal him to get his hands off of him.
T uesday sits behind her desk and shakes from head to toe. She is so unnerved, that she can’t even pick up a pen to sign a check.
T uesday rubs against her gauze-wrapped wrist before she pulls a bottle of water out of her desk and drinks it.
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