Larry is a billionaire who isn’t
very good with women. This has always
been true with him but now that he’s wealthy, he doesn’t believe any woman is
interested in him instead of his money.
Although his sex drive is less than most people’s, it does come up every
now and then. Going to professionals in
this industry never excited him so he had resorted to helping attractive women
that couldn’t afford their medical bills to exchange sex for a life saving
surgery they or someone close to them needed.
Larry lived in Naples Florida
but he travelled around a lot. On this
particular occasion, he was going to Las Vegas.
Although most people with his wealth stayed at the Wynn or Caesar’s, he
was staying at the Flamingo. He never
really liked the high end crowd and instead liked watching those that were more
down to Earth. He was in the adult pool
drinking on a little island in the middle of the pool people watching. He wasn’t sure how he stuck out but girls
would come up to him and grind with him at the pool before walking away without
a word. On the other side of the island,
he saw a girl who looked around college age dancing and shaking her hips and
butt. He naturally turned around and put
his arm on the island and watched her as he drank. The girl notices him and pulls down her
sunglasses and nods in his direction making a noise with her mouth to let him
know that she likes the attention. Larry
doesn’t even bother to pretend he wasn’t looking and smiles back at her raising
his eyebrows. This is Larry’s third day
here and he knows that every day at 3:00, there’s an ass shaking contest. He notices the girl’s friends aren’t nearly
as attractive as her and every now and then she goes away from the island by
herself and lures men over only to talk to her friends not to her. She is 5’6” with tanned skin and curves in
all the right places with perfectly firmed butt and large breasts and sporty
legs but not muscular. Since she seems
to be practicing for this contest, he walks up to the girl when she’s not
dancing and says, “Are you going to be in the ass shaking contest?”
“Yea, I want to but it’s not
till 3:00 and it’s 1”
“You have to sign up for it.”
“Oh shit, I didn’t know
that. Yea I gotta do that. Thank you”
“You’re welcome”
The girl’s voice is sweet and
she had a southern accent. She, however,
didn’t overdue it on the charm like many attractive girls do when they meet a
man for the first time. She left the
pool and inquired about joining the contest.
Larry started drinking and a girl grinded against him again. This time Larry isn’t surprised and says,
“Hi, I’m Larry”
The girl seems kind of
embarrassed and says, “I’m Rachel”
“What brings you to Vegas?”
“What brings anyone to
Vegas? Let loose, have a couple nights
of debauchery and break the routine of the rat race of life.”
“Actually many people come for
conferences and stuff but yea, that works too.”
“How about you?”
“Same as you; debauchery”
“Are you in to politics sir?”
“I am”
“This Steele dossier seems to
have done a lot of damage to our government.”
“Especially because I don’t
think Steele wrote it.”
“What do you mean?”
“He had a small part but it
reads exactly like a 2007 Wall Street Journal piece entitled “How lobbyists use
ex-soviets to try to Woo Washington” or something similar to that. It was written by Glenn Simpson, who now owns
Fusion GPS who was paid by Hillary and the DNC to dig up opposition research on
Donald Trump”
“So why use Steele’s name?”
“He was a already a credible
source with the FBI, so the FBI would be more likely to believe it if it came
from him than if it came from Simpson”
“That’s really shady but it
makes sense.”
“Yea, the problem is the FBI
knew that it was bullshit”
“How do you mean?”
“The Assistant Secretary of
State Kathleen Kavalec met with Steele 10 days before the FISA warrant
application. She wrote memos about how
Steele was lying and sent it to the FBI.”
“That seems scandalous.”
“Even better, the FISA says that
Steele only talked to Glenn Simpson and the FBI. We now know that’s a lie because of Kavalec’s
memo. Not only was Steele also talking
to the CIA and like 20 different media sources, but he was talking to the state
department. The difference is, we have
evidence the FBI knew he was talking to the State Department through Kavalec’s
memo”
“Why hasn’t everyone involved in
the FISA been arrested yet?”
“The Republicans have no guts to
do it and deal with the media and Democrat backlash.”
“Well Barr and Harrowitz seem to
have the balls to do it.”
“They do, and they are,
hopefully they charge and indict people soon.”
“Why aren’t you dancing?”
“I don’t dance”
“Well, then I’m going to find
someone who does” as she walked away
Larry shrugged his shoulders and
went back to people watching. Two hours
pass and the ass shaking contest is on.
The southern belle shows she’s got moves and makes it to the finals vs.
a black girl that has won the last three days in a row. They go head to head and the Southern girl
seems to feel that she’s got a good opponent.
They are standing in ankle deep water as they’re on the stairs leading
into the pool. The southern girl turns
away from the crowd so her back is to the hand railing, She looks back to make sure the path is clear
and jumps in the air throwing her arms back onto the ground catapulting her
legs over her head in a perfect back handspring. She twists her legs in midair to land on the
railing and straddles it throwing her upper body on top of the railing so her
back is facing the crowd again. She then
shakes her butt violently up and down to massive cheers. This show of athleticism wins her the
contest.
After the contest, the southern
belle didn’t go back in the pool. She
lied on a lawn chair getting up every now and then to shake her butt with the
runner-up who she made friends with.
Guys lined up to buy her shots.
Since it was his idea, Larry walked up to her and tapped her on the
shoulder and said, “Congratulations”
She gave him a high five and
then her flawless face frowned in disgusts as she said, “Is that all you want
to say to me is ‘congratulations’?!
Larry smiles. The sweet voice
was gone and the modicum of success of winning a contest that is done every day
has gone to her head and made her arrogant.
He simply says, “Yup”
“No, go to the bar and buy me a
shot if you want to congratulate me”
Larry sarcastically says, “Oh
okay” and decides his time at the pool is over.
He dries himself off and walks back to his room never even contemplating
going to the bar. Truth be told he did
contemplate trying to bribe the girl to take a body shot off her
contest-winning butt but after her attitude, he decides she wasn’t worth
it. He took a shower and put on a
T-shirt and shorts and went to the casino to play craps. Most people were playing ten dollar units but
Larry was playing 50 dollar units. He
hears someone say, “Man, the problem with this country is everyone is getting
extreme. The left wants to tax people
70% and the right wants to end immigration.”
Larry says, “Trump doesn’t want
to end immigration. Only Ann Coulter is
really saying that.”
“Right, well, I just think
extremism is bad on both sides.”
“Not really. With conservatism there’s a floor. They want less power to government and more
to individuals. The most you can get is
not taxing them at all but that would be anarchy. The thing is, there is a limit of how far
that ideology can go. The left, on the
other hand, you can always get more extreme.
First there’s 70%, then you get 80% then 90%”
“Wouldn’t the limit be 100% like
the limit for conservatism is 0%”
“Have you heard Elizabeth Warren
lately? She wants a wealth tax so now
instead of just taxing what you make, they tax what you own too.”
“So you got beyond 100%”
“Yup, then maybe you tax how
many people you employ, or how many times you exhale because you’re releasing
CO2 in the air and CO2 is a poison even though every plant needs it for
photosynthesis”
“Okay I see your point. Left extremism is worse.”
“There you go.”
While they were talking the
shooter was rolling repeatedly without hitting a seven. The table was making money. After that there was a series of cold
rolls. Someone at the table said, “Start
spouting that conservative shit again, it’s working.”
“You want to know how the FBI
and our intelligence services lied to the courts to spy on Trump.”
One guy said, “No, I’m kind of
sick of that story. Fine, so what, the
FBI and CIA spied on him. The FBI messed
up a lot. Remember they investigated
Hillary too except that was before the election.”
“One, that lasted like two weeks
not three years. Two, Comey said that
they shouldn’t prosecute her before the election so it was over before people
went to the ballot box.”
“Still, the damage was done.”
“Three, Trump collusion came out
before the election too except that they didn’t close it.”
“No, it was after”
“Look it up.”
The guy does and finds a New
York Times article on 11/1/16 about Trump colluding with the Russians. He says, “Wow, it really was like the week
before.”
Larry said, “Almost like they
wanted it fresh in people’s minds when they went to vote.”
“Whatever, fuck Trump”
“Yea, that’s always liberals’
response when they lose an argument.”
Larry left the table and went to
the high stakes area where he played $1,000 units for craps. While he was playing, the southern belle
walked by and noticed him. This time it
was her staring at him. She walked into
the high stakes area and stood behind him.
When she saw how much he was betting, she became very interested. She said in an innocent calm, almost hurt,
voice, “You know, you never bought me that shot”
“I know” Larry coldly responded
The southern girl wasn’t the
only person that recognized Larry in the casino. A Hispanic girl came running up to him and
said, “Larry?”
Larry turned around and said,
“Yes” and then recognized the girl.
The girl wrapped her arms around
Larry and he returned the hug. She said,
“Oh my God hi! I haven’t seen you since
you helped me out.”
Larry calmly said, “Well that
was kind of the idea right? But how are
you doing?”
“Great! I made a full recovery,
I’m in medical school now. Everything’s
going really well thanks to you.”
“No, you’re the one working your
ass off, I’m glad I could help though.”
The Hispanic girl turned toward
the southern girl and said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. Watch out for this one” turning her head
toward Larry, “He tries to act all blunt and tough on the outside but he’s a
softie.”
“How did he help you?” the
Southern Belle asked
“I got really sick. My insurance wouldn’t cover the treatment
because it was two millions dollars. He
paid it for me.”
Larry said, “She left out the
part that I made her fuck me before I did.”
The Hispanic girl smiled and
said, “Worth it. Haven’t regretted it
for a second since; he saved my life.
See, he really tries to be tough but this is Vegas, how many nights with
how many prostitutes could he get for the same price? Anyway, it was nice seeing you”
“Nice seeing you as well,
Janelle” as Larry gave her a hug.
The Southern Belle chased down Janelle
and said, “I’m going to need to talk to you.”
“Okay, I’m Janelle.”
“So, how did you get him to do
that for you?”
“I didn’t, he just offered”
“Really? You didn’t seduce him?”
“No, his friend worked at the
hospital and she told him about me and he made me the offer and I said yes.”
“I met him in the pool; he
watched me dance and was staring at me but didn’t offer me shit. I told him to buy me a shot and he blew me
off.”
Janelle smiled, “Well, I don’t
know. I just talked to him about
politics. Tell me, do you know who Jim
Comey is?”
“Yea, he’s the former FBI
director. He was just on TV talking
about the Dossier.”
“I see, when did he say he saw
it?”
“In the fall of 2016 but every
other question he just kept saying he didn’t know”
“Yea, he does that a lot. For an intelligence guy, he doesn’t know a
lot. Of course, that’s what people say
to avoid committing perjury.”
“So you think he’s lying?”
“I know he’s lying.”
“How do you know that?”
“An FBI agent Gaeda went to
London to talk to Christopher Steele in July 2016. That’s before the fall. I think the FBI director knows where his
agents are going and who they’re seeing.”
“So why didn’t Comey say that?”
“He has to make it seem like
Papadopoulos was why they opened the investigation because that’s the story the
media is going with. Any suggestion that
it was the now debunked unverified dossier would be embarrassing to them.”
“Interesting. We got off topic. How do I interest him?”
“I don’t know, I’m not the one
that approached him” Janelle smiled condescendingly, “But Spygate was the
conversation we talked about at dinner and after sex. Maybe try that.”
“Thank You. Two million dollars, you must have been
really sick. I’m glad you’re better
now.”
“Thank you”
The southern belle walked back
to the craps table. Larry was hungry but
hated eating alone. He decided to give
the girl one last chance. He said, “Do
you eat steak?”
“Yes I do”
“Excellent, there’s a good steak
place at the Aria called Maestro, do you want to go with me?”
“Sure”
Larry calls an Uber and takes it
to the Aria to go to the steakhouse.
They sit down and he orders wine.
The southern belle says, “Do you think President Trump is going to unredact
the FISA?”
“I hope so but I’m losing hope.”
“Why’s that?”
“Well, South Carolina
congressman Trey Gawdy said that it’s classified at such a high level that even
the inspector general Harrowitz can’t access it and he’s in charge of
investigating the FISA abuse.”
“Is that all he said?”
“No, he said that everything
needs to be unredacted except the stuff that compromises our allies.”
“Isn’t that why the President
decided not to redact it last year? Because Britain complained?”
“Very good, makes you think that
Britain is guilty in this mess too.”
“Yea but if that’s what Gawdy
wants then even what’s not incriminating to Britain and maybe other allies is
still juicy.”
“Yea, I think it’s a Russian
disinformation campaigns that the FBI fell for.”
“Could be”
“What do you think about Mueller?”
The southern belle sighed and
leaned forward showing her cleavage on her low cut shirt, “He’s a fake
Republican. I mean he spends 35 million
dollars, doesn’t come up with anything then complains when people say he came
up with nothing.”
“And that’s with a team of
Clinton-supporting Democrats”
“That’s what I mean, a RINO.
Real Republicans don’t only hire Democrats on their team.”
“Especially because he didn’t
hire them.”
“What do you mean?”
“He hired Andy Weissman and
Weissman hired the rest of the team because Mueller delegated that job to him.”
“You’re kidding! He likes delegating shit that’s supposed to
be his job. He delegates the obstruction
call to Barr and now the hiring to Weissman.
What did he do?”
“Yea, it’s even worse because
Weissman was briefed by Ohr that Steele was biased so he knew it was a hoax
from the start so it never should’ve gone on at all, let alone for two years.”
“How do you know that Mueller
didn’t hire the team?”
“A watchdog group sued for Weissman’s
calendars and all these interviews were on it for people that eventually were
on the team.”
“Unbelievable”
“Right”
They talked about less serious
things and finished their steak while they drank red wine with the meal. At the end Larry said, “Thank you for eating
with me.”
The Southern Belle said, “You
know, I’m a poor college student. I’d be
willing to do anything to not have to pay student loans” she lowered her head
and made eye contact with him and flashed a huge charming smile.
Larry smiled back, “Yea, I’m
sure you would. It helps build your
credit though. You’ll feel better when
you work your way out of it or find a rich guy that’ll pay them off when you go
out in the real world.”
Larry had gotten the check back
and got up from the table. The Southern
Belle said, “Thank you sir for dinner.”
“Thank you for accompanying me.”
“Can I ask you something now
that it seems that we’re parting ways?”
“Of course”
“I talked to Janelle. What made you pick her?”
Larry smiled and said, “You mean
why didn’t I pick you.”
The Southern belle moved her
head back and forth and said, “Yea, I guess I am” In a vulnerable voice but not
the childish ones women use so men won’t debate them.
“In the pool, you were really
sweet. I recommended you to enter the
concert and you did a little shyly. Then
when you won, you got real cocky about it.
I tried to be nice and congratulate you and you threw it in my face. I was going to offer you money to take a body
shot off your ass but I didn’t bring cash to the pool since your key is your
credit card. If I left, then I have to
wait in that line to go back in and I didn’t want to do that.”
“If the price was right, I would
have left with you.”
“Yea, I didn’t think of
that. I was glad I did because you got
real bitchy and, frankly, it was a turn off.”
“I’m sorry for that.”
“You’re sorry because you saw
how much money I was dropping at the craps table and you know I already paid a
hot chic two million dollars to fuck me.
The truth is, I didn’t know how much the surgery would cost. The range was from like 700,000 to
2,000,000. I figured since she was
young, her body would recover better so it would be toward the lower end.”
“You realize the lower end is
like seven times my student loans right?”
“Yes, I do.”
“I don’t understand”
“She wasn’t a cocky bitch.”
The Southern Belle’s mouth gaped
open and she lowered her head as shock filled her eyes. Larry gave her a sorry expression and walked
out of the restaurant leaving her in shock.
The southern belle took a deep breath and left the restaurant. She went straight to the bar. Drinks were free if you gambled but she
didn’t have the funds for that. Instead,
she just waited for men to approach her.
It didn’t take long. She never
really got over that if she didn’t have such a snippy response, she may have
been able to get her student loans paid off.
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