Chapter 3
Dee was absolutely astounded that Mitzi had known she was watching.
"I saw the door open a little," Mitzi said. "I knew you were in the other room and couldn't help but hear what was going on."
"Hey," Jerome said as he greedily eyed the alluring feminine form of Mitzi, "Do I get to try her out like the others?"
Dee was absolutely shocked at these words! Good God! What kind of a place was this?
"I'm afraid there's been some kind of a mistake," Dee said, "I'm not that kind of girl!"
She could not help but glance at the formidable stiff, upraised pole of Jerome's meaty cock and shudder at the thought of it entering or even coming anywhere near her.
"You'll find out that maybe you are." Mitzi said.
Dee heard a series of well-measured, fast footsteps in the hallway. The doorknob turned and a stalkily built man in his middle forties entered the room. His eyes immediately riveted upon the incredibly feminine form of Dee.
Dee fast became uneasy. His hard, cold staring eyes seemed to penetrate beneath her clothes and gaze upon the forbidden nakedness of her married body.
"This is Mr. Dougman," Mitzi said.
Dougman did not introduce himself. Instead he stared hard at Dee and said, "Very nice. Very nice indeed. I hope you are as good as you look!"
Dee froze when she heard these ominous words.
"Just a minute, Mr. Dougman," Dee said. "There's been some kind of mistake! I only came here to dance!"
"Oh no, Dee," Dougman said. "There's been no mistake. Don't you get the picture?"
"The picture?" Dee asked.
"A little naive, are you?"
"I don't understand," Dee replied.
"It's simple," Dougman continued. "It's just that you are in a position to help along your husband's career, if you do the right things and don't cause us any trouble!"
"What?"
"I don't think you quite understand the extent of my power!" Dougman suddenly roared. "X own people! And now I own you and your husband, whether you like it or not!"
"This is crazy!" Dee protested.
"You want to bet on it?" Dougman said. "Do you know what kind of Difficulty your husband would have if he tried to get a job after he got on my bad side? NO ONE WOULD HIRE HIM ANYWHERE! All it would take is one phone call and it would be all over!"
Dee was sure she detected a veiled threat of violence beneath Dougman's words and she was sure that he meant business!
"Don't ever underestimate my power, Dee," he said. "I've got friends every where!"
Dee was certain that she had inadvertently stumbled into an incredible web of corruption and sin!
She felt overwhelmed and lost. It was like trying to fight an invincible man. She didn't know what to say or where to start.
She suddenly became aware of the fact that she was quite alone: Who would believe her story? Why, Dougman might even be able to sue her for slander if she couldn't prove the truth! Even Sam wouldn't believe her! Why, who in their right mind would believe that Walt Dougman, one of the most respected businessmen in the city was involved in such a web of intrigue and sin!
"The fact of the matter is," Dougman said, "that you are trapped! I have men who will hound you to death if you don't cooperate with me!"
"Come on!" Jerome said, "let me try her out, boss!"
"Yes," Dougman said. "It's my custom to let Jerome here, shall we say to test the merchandise before hiring."
"What?" Dee asked, an incredulous look of horror on her face.
"Once you get hired," Dougman continued, "you will find that the benefits are quite extensive. You are guaranteed charge accounts at all the finest stores in town. You will have a charge account at all the major airlines. You will be able to borrow incredible amounts of money from any of my loan offices, and your hourly rate of pay will be three hundred dollars an hour!"
"You can't buy my soul!" Dee screamed.
Dougman suddenly flared into a red, violent rage. He slammed his fist hard against the wall.
"Godamnit, bitch! I told you that I own you! You now must fit my standards! If you're not a good fuck, you'd better start looking for a burial plot!"
Then it was true; Dougman was not above physical violence. Incredible! The situation had suddenly reversed itself! Now lie was telling her that she'd better come up to his standards or ...!
"Now, what you've got to worry about now honey, is what Jerome and Mitzi tell me after you are "taken for a test ride," so to speak. I'll be back when they're finished."
Dougman slowly walked out the door. Before he finished leaving, he turned to Jerome and said. "'Ride the hell out her!"