1. Promotion


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Impax, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

    finger would hurt your finger. If you survived it, that is. Tony was a proven killer. You could see it in his eyes. “Sure, you remember Tony.” Mr. Anderson smiled thinly. “He works for the Antonettis, and they kinda give me permission to run this end of town.” He paused for a moment. “Actually, they take twenty percent, right off the top.” he said, then shrugged. “No matter. Tony will be dropping by from time to time, as he usually does, you know, to keep an eye on things? He knows you're in charge, but having some muscle around don't hurt a business like this at all. Sometimes the customers can get a little...rough, especially with what goes on out back. You can call him in emergency. His number is the first speed dial.” “Yes, well, thanks again, Tom. I'll see you in about six weeks then!” Mr. Anderson walked out of the office, and left the store. Tom went over to the desk and sat down as Mr. Anderson drove away in his car. The first thing he did was call his mother and tell her the good news about his promotion, and the apartment over the store that was his now. She took the news in silence, and he could hear her lips tighten when he told her that he was going to move into it this very afternoon. “I see.” she said tersely. “You're going to run the store with a curtained off booth in it. You're going to live right upstairs from it. How nice for you.” “Mom, the only thing back there is empty movie boxes.” he explained for the thousandth time. “Most of our customers don't ...
    even rent those movies, Mom. We could close that section and still stay open. We do plenty of legitimate business.” “If that were true, that part of the business wouldn't be open.” she retorted. “It's immoral and disgusting!” “It's legal and legitimate, Mother.” he said defensively. “It's part of society and you can't deny it.” “It's not part of any civilized society.” she sniffed. “And I can and will deny it with every fiber of my being!” Tom sighed. “Yeah, well, I've got things do do here before I can make it over there for my stuff.” he said. “Well, you'll find it all just outside the door.” she said. “It's waiting there for you when you get here. You needn't bother coming in, as you don't live here anymore.” His mouth dried up, and he found he didn't have anything to say to that. The wind had been knocked out of him, and he sort of gasped for air. “I'll tell your sister you said goodbye, since you obviously don't think enough of her to remember yourself.” she continued. “If that's all you wanted to tell me, then?” “I- yes, Mother. Goodbye.” he said softly. “You can call the shop here if you want to reach me.” “Why on Earth should I want to do that?” she asked archly. “You've obviously made up your mind to turn your back on us.” She hung up the phone before he could respond. He hung up the phone on his end, staring at it for a long moment, then went out into the store and found Debbie, who was working the counter. She was about ten years older then him, and smiled to see him. ...
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