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He was promoted to vice-president and then was convicted of dealing drugs and sentenced to twenty years in prison, of course. You're right, that was a loose end. I also didn't say if Richard's right hand got better. Let's say it ceased being a problem after Richard stopped using it for anything but truth, justice and the American way.
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Jose filed a complaint against Mr. Phillips?! This certainly explained the tense mood in the office. “This is all my fault.” Mrs. Porter shook her head. “Don’t be grandiose, Mr. Andrews. It’s partly your fault. But it started long before you arrived on the scene.” She typed at her computer as she spoke. “But if it weren’t for my stupid idea of making Mr. Phillips jealous, this wouldn’t have happened.” “Don’t be too sure. You allowed yourself to be used, and that’s a shame. And you might have
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Jose picked up right away. “Hey, Richie.” “Hi, Jose. Listen, could I take you to lunch?” “You can take me to lunch any time.” “How about Scarf? The one on Broadway. Whatever day you’re free.” “I’m free today.” “Great. Say, one o’clock?” “One o’clock is fine.” “OK. I’ll meet you there.” It was time to ditch Phase One -- jealousy -- and concentrate on the Long Plan to capture Mr. Phillips’ heart. I just hoped Jose wouldn’t take it badly. The sun was high when I arrived at Scarf. The stree
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"AND IN A RETURN GRUDGE MATCH, PHILLIPS MEETS MOLINA IN OUR MAIN FREESTYLE WRESTLING EVENT, WITH OUR REFEREE TONIGHT, RICHARD ANDREWS." The announcement signaled that I was free to start the match. Mr. Phillips was looking fantastic in his blue singlet and Jose looked pretty damn fine in his red one. The two opponents locked eyes. I had barely blown the whistle when they rushed at each other and grappled. For some reason their singlets disappeared as they met, leaving them nude. With a
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"OK, you can take over Jose's table for me. I've got a date with him and I'm clocking out." Stewart raised an eyebrow. "My, we do work fast, don't we? And it's so convenient that our friend Stewart is here to jump in when we've got what we wanted." "You wanted that table anyway." "So I did. I can't say I blame you, much. He is very easy on the eyes." "Yeah, he's nice to look at. But the important thing is that Mr. Phillips hates his guts. This will really get my plan rolling.
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I was face down on Mr. Phillips' desk, my hands tied behind my back with his necktie. He was pounding my ass unmercifully. "You've been screwed by every two-bit money lender in town. Well, now I've paid them all off and your ass belongs to me. It's my, turn, boy. Got it?" "Yes, sir!" "Whose property is this ass?" "Yours, sir!" "That's right. And I love fucking my property." And the elevator door opened. Of course I can't have a few moments to daydream on my way to Mr. Phillips' office
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