needed something or someone to blame it on. On some level I knew I was I was the one to
blame but I didn't want to acknowledge it.
It was all on me but there were circumstances I need to explain.
name is Jerry Click. The guys in my
outfit called me Hotdog but later after we got into combat that was shortened
to just Dog. I'm not exactly sure why
Hotdog. Maybe I did show-off a little.
people at the VA hospital said I had PTSD.
Post traumatic stress disorder. I
don't think so but there was something wrong for sure. Right after I returned from Iraq I felt
fine. Everything was great but it didn't
wife Mary was waiting for me with open arms and better yet, open legs. Mary and I had been sweethearts since high
school. We married two months before I
with Mary was always good but since I had been gone she got even hotter. She seemed insatiable and nearly wore my cock
off. Absence may make the heart grow
fonder but in my case it made Mary's pussy wetter. She was after me night and day.
is a beautiful girl. She is one of those
delicate looking women who are a lot tougher than she appears. She was always an athletic girl and she
stayed in shape. Mary keeps her dark red
hair cut short. She's tall for a
woman. Maybe five eight and she had a
great set of tits. Her fun bags are a
thirty-six C. I always felt lucky that
she chose me to marry. Hell, she could
have had her pick of boys.
was Mary and Jerry since the tenth grade.
Except for a couple of months just after high school when we broke-up
for some stupid reason we were together all the time.
suppose it wasn't stupid from Mary's point of view that we broke-up. She caught me playing stink finger with
another girl behind the gym and that pissed her off for some reason. I think she got even because she dated every
guy that asked her until we made-up again.
I said, things seemed fine for a while then I blew-up at work and got fired. I found another job and damned if I didn't
fuck that up. I didn't have any trouble
finding another job and the one after that.
Got fired from them so that was when I went to the VA hospital and heard
about that PTSD shit.
the bills started piling up on Mary and me.
She was a cashier at a discount store but that wasn't enough to keep up. Mary got a second job working part-time at
night and still we got farther behind. It was maddening because I knew what I had to
do but couldn't get my ass in gear to do it.
evening while Mary was working I was sitting on the front porch waiting for her
to come home. I was sort of surprised
when a taxi cab stopped in front of our house.
Mary always rode the bus because cabs were too expensive. I was even more surprised at who got out of
the cab. It was Albert Byrd.
who everybody just called Byrd and sometimes Black Byrd, was in my platoon in
Sandland. We were good buddies. Black
Byrd came about because there was another Byrd in Bravo Company who was white.
what the hell are you doing here?"
I yelled as he came up the walk.
I ran to meet him.
a man come to see his old Army buddy?"
He said and we did the manly hug thing.
good to see you, Byrd," I said feeling myself becoming choked.
man," he said. "I was in Mooreland
for a few days and decided to come up here to see you while I was in a
traveling mood. I spent a few days with
Hawkins. Did you know he got
did not know that," I said. "Hey, Byrd, I'm sorry I don't have any
beer to offer you. Things are a little
tight around here lately. We only buy what we have to buy."
sweat it man," he said and tapped me on the shoulder with his fist. That tap nearly knocked me to my knees. Byrd is six feet four inches tall and strong
as a bull. He doesn't know his own
strength. "I saw a store just down
the block when I came in. Do they sell
told him they did and he insisted we walked down there together because he said
one man couldn't carry all the beer we needed.
He bought two cases.
were sitting on the front porch and four beers each into one case when I
mentioned Hawkins getting married.
he got himself a real fox," Byrd said.
"That gal is hot as hell and ready for action. Bitch loves to fuck, too."
do you know that?" I asked.
insisted I get some of her pussy," Byrd said with a laugh. "She didn't think it was such a good
idea at first. Once that blonde bitch
got a look at my black cock she was ready for some. Hawkins watched me fuck his wife for a while
then he wanted some. We swapped her back
and forth for a while then double fucked her until the bitch passed out."
shit?" I said and suddenly I had a
mental image of big black Byrd fucking my Mary.
shit," Byrd said. "I hated to
leave and she cried when I did. She was
one smokin' hot piece of tail."
just let you fuck his wife?" I
asked. "That's hard to
that hard," Byrd said with a grin.
"Sooner or later every man finds he needs some help getting his old
lady properly fucked. So
how's, it going for you, man?"
I found myself telling Byrd just how bad things were. I didn't mean to unload on him but I couldn't
stop once I got started.
Hawkins had some trouble adjusting to civilian life," Byrd said. "A lot of guys came back all fucked-up. You need some cash?"
do you mean?" I asked him.
have a few bucks I could let you hold," Byrd said. "I fell into a pretty good gig."
What are you doing?"
a talent scout," he said.
"Whoa, who's that coming up your walk?" It was Mary. I introduced them.
nice to meet one of Jerry's Army buddies," Mary said taking Byrd's huge
hand. "Excuse me, I have to go take
a shower and get the stink of that store off me. I'll see you guys in a little while. Save me one of those beers, please."
was wrong," Byrd said after Mary had gone in the house. "Hawkins' old lady was not a real fox. Your wife is the real deal. How did a clod like you ever land a hot chick
do not know," I said. "Just
lucky I guess. Talent scout? You mean like looking for singer or
I look for women who want to make a pile of money," he said. "My old sergeant when I was in Charlie Company
has a stable and I recruit for him."
a pimp?" I asked.
fascinator," Byrd said with a grin.
"But a rose by any other name, huh?
His name is Mackie and he's starting a specialized line. All white women to entertain the
brothers. The minimum fee is five
hundred dollars for an hour of fucking."
thought all whores fucked whoever came along," I said. "What makes his whores so special?"
the first place his women ain't whores in the normal sense. They are college girls, housewives, and
lonely women looking to make some serious money. He operates under the name Mackie's Escorts
and it's all legal. He even advertises
in the newspapers but the word is out that he's got something special for the
brothers that can afford it. It's the
best job I've ever had, Dog."
does Mackie have his girls?"
in the city," Byrd said.
"That's the reason I'm here. I was in Moorland to see if Hawkins' wife,
Gina was interested in working for us.
Hawkins called me a couple weeks ago and asked me to come and
visit. She's in, by the way."
for Gina," I said.
are you boys talking about?" Mary
asked coming out onto the porch. She was
wearing a terrycloth robe.
was just telling Dog about my visit with our old buddy Hawkins," Byrd
said. Of course Dog had to be explained
to Mary. She had never heard my Army
Mary said with a laugh. "It
fits you, Jerry."
went and got us all some beer. I found
an old cooler to save on so many trips to the kitchen. I got back in time to hear Byrd telling Mary
what he did for a living. I could tell
Mary was a bit shocked but not as much as I would have expected.
pay a nice commission for any referrals that work-out," Byrd added. Mary asked what he meant. "If you hook me up with a woman and she
goes to work for us I pay five hundred dollars each."
I know several girls at the store that I'll bet would be willing," Mary
are a lot of qualifications besides just being willing," Byrd said.
"Such as?" Mary said.
have to be pretty, not too old and not fat.
A little chubby is okay as long as she's pretty. We try to keep the ages between eighteen and
forty but the forty ain't a hard and fast rule.
suspect they would have to like sex," Mary said. I found it hard to believe she was discussing
but they have to do it," Byrd said.
"The gals who love what they do make the most money. A man knows they like it and they'll get
asked for again. Mackie has one older
woman, nearly fifty and all the men she's with want her again."
much money does she make?" Mary
don't keep up with that end of the business but I'd guess she makes a couple
grand a week," Byrd answered.