Larry is in Chicago. Like most of the country, Chicago has banned
sit down restaurants and group gatherings due to the Wuhan Virus. Larry is normally accustomed to going to bars
and listening to women talk to see if someone mentions an item that seems outside
their means. Larry offers to buy them
that item in exchange for sex. Before he
started this, most women he spoke to said it wouldn’t work. Given the ‘me too’ movement, Larry doubted it
himself but he felt it was worth a shot and it worked very well as he rarely
got turned down. The flight from Florida to New York had a handful of people on it
so he basically felt like he was on a private plane.
In the Gold Coast area of
Chicago, Larry is walking through a park.
Although the city is shut down, Larry is pleasantly surprised to see
people are still walking around. As it’s
41 degrees outside, the park isn’t too full of people since it’s still on the
colder side but Larry lives in Naples, Florida so he can’t handle the cold as
much as Midwesterners can.
As he’s walking, he sees a woman
with shoulder length blond hair with sharp facial features. Despite looking distraught, she is still
quite stunning. She leans over and
buries her head in her hands. Given Larry’s
angle, he could see that she was endowed in the chest region but the rest of
her was thin. He sat on the other side
of the bench. This technically was
closer than the six feet that was recommended but he was one of the few people
in America unafraid. He asked, “Are you
okay?”
She looked up annoyed, “Yea, I’m
fine.”
“Were you a bartender and got
laid off?”
“No, my job is very web based
and I worked at home a lot even before this crisis so I’m fine. I’m not going to be very good company right
now so please leave me alone.”
Her request was countered when
she smiled and her entire face lit up.
It was so infectious that even though Larry got blown off, he grinned as
well. “I only ask because 3.3 Million
people claimed unemployment this week.
The previous record was 695,000 so I’m beginning to think shutting down
the economy was bad.”
“People are dying”
“People die every day.”
“More than 1,000 people have
died.”
“At least 30,000 Americans have
died from the flu this year.”
“That’s irrelevant.”
“No, it’s not. It puts things in perspective. How can something be more contagious and more
deadly than the flu yet infect less people and kill a fraction?”
“The flu had more time.”
“The flu has between like
November and March. That’s a two month
head start. It is a thirtieth of the way
there.”
“Look, I know I’m a blond but
I’ve tested in the genius level of IQ so don’t talk down to me.”
“I didn’t. My only point was
that the 3.3 Million are people that knew they could claim it and did. The number is probably much worse because a
lot of people don’t know they can claim it.”
“Whatever”
“Since you’re a genius; now that
you see the damage being done to the economy and the amount of lives ruined
through joblessness from it; not to mention the panic and stress it causes, do
you think the precaution was worth it?”
“Yes, people are dying”
“People died even with the
precautions. Whether we open the economy
or keep it closed, people will die.
Maybe more from the virus if we open it but if we don’t, it’ll be from starvation
or other things associated with poverty.”
“I grew up poor. Don’t talk to me about poverty.”
“Then you should understand that
it’s not good to put people in that situation through no fault of their own.”
“Look, I told you I wasn’t in
the mood for this shit. Why can’t I just go outside and be alone without some
asshole cat calling me?! I just want
some fucking peace and quiet but you fucking people are vultures.”
“What did I say that would be
considered ‘cat calling”?
“You talked to me.”
“I haven’t hit on you yet.”
“Key word, ‘yet’ but you were
going to.”
“I saw a woman with her head
buried in her hands. You looked like you
were upset and I wanted to help. You can
call me an asshole for that but I really didn’t do anything wrong. If you really wanted to be alone, you would
have just stayed in your apartment like everyone and their mother advises at
this point. Unless, of course, there’s
someone in your apartment that you’re avoiding.”
“No, when you work at home every
day, you get a little stir crazy. I
needed to get some fresh air. I’ll have
you know I live alone.” The woman tensed
up after she said that. She realized
that wasn’t information she should volunteer.
She then added, “I mean, there’s nobody there now but I live with my
boyfriend who’ll be coming home soon.”
“Ah, I see. He apparently works at a job that’s essential
since he needs to go to the office?”
“What? Oh yea, he does.”
“What does he do?”
“None of your fucking business”
Since she was looking at him,
Larry was fascinated because her eyes were a strange color. He would call them grey but that didn’t seem
quite right. It was almost like looking
at a kaleidoscope as there seemed to be many colors. He gave a wry smile, “You’re not a very good
liar.”
“Since you’re not going to leave
me alone and you must know why I’m upset, my boyfriend has cancer. He’s been going through chemotherapy
treatments since mid-December. I’m
usually there by his side but now the hospital isn’t letting any visitors
because of Covid19. Now, he has to go
through this all alone.”
“It also means that you have to
face this pandemic alone.”
“No, I mean, it’s worse for
him. I admit it would have been harder
to get through it if he wasn’t constantly coming to pick me up to take me to
his place or he comes to mine but, I mean, it’s worse for him because, well you
know, chemo is no joke.”
“No, it is very debilitating and
I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Thank you.”
“No problem”
“Sorry, I snapped at you.”
“I started talking to you to
help you since you looked upset. Your yelling
at me allowed you some catharsis so I guess I did my job.”
“Well, now I just feel bad for
falsely accusing you.”
“Ah, well that’s easy to solve.”
“How’s that?”
“What’s your name?”
“Biancha”
“Well, Biancha, I can prove you
right. You don’t want to be alone. I’m still not scared to touch people.” Larry
takes out a card and hands it to her, “Here’s my card. If you’re willing, I would be willing to pay
any big ticket item that you think you couldn’t afford in exchange for one
night of sex with you.”
Biancha glared at him as her
blood boiled. She didn’t even bother
responding as she was so angry. Larry
took that as his cue and got up and walked off.
Biancha watched him go still fuming but she put the card in her
purse. She decided she had had enough of
fresh air and went back to her apartment.
While there, her boyfriend called her from the hospital. He started, “Hey babe, what’s up?”
“Don’t worry about me how are
you? I’m so sorry I can’t be there with
you.”
“It’s fine. I’m pretty exhausted as it is so it would be
kind of pointless.”
“Yea, it kills me to be away
from you. I miss you.”
“We don’t have to see each other
all the time to love each other.”
“I know, but, I just miss you.”
“I miss you too but it’s
pointless to just watch me sleep.”
“I don’t think so.”
“We’re going to be fine. They’re going to keep me overnight for
observation but I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Oh really? That’s weird.
Did something happen?”
“No, everything’s fine. I’m super tired right now. I’m going to go to sleep. I’ll talk to you later. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Biancha hung up the phone and
had a confused look on her face. She
paced around the apartment and contemplated calling her mom but her mother
loved her boyfriend. She kept telling
herself that she was just being paranoid.
In her head, though, she couldn’t rationalize how hospitals were being
overrun by Wuhan Virus patients but they would keep him overnight when they
didn’t have to. As the worst thoughts
went through her head, she needed someone to talk to but she didn’t want to
involve anyone with her problems with her boyfriend. She called the one person in her family that
didn’t love her boyfriend; her Uncle in New York. He picked up immediately, “Hey, my queen
what’s up?”
Her uncle had called her his
queen since high school. It used to make
her happy but now that she was 26, it was just annoying. She ignored the comment, “Hey, how are you? New York is really getting slammed by this
Coronavirus.”
“Yea, we got half the cases in
the country but I still insist on going to the office.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not afraid.”
“How can you not be afraid when
your city is being hit the hardest?”
“I’m a data guy. You wouldn’t understand because you still
believe in catastrophic climate change so you wouldn’t be able to grasp
this. It’s basically the same concept.”
“Are you saying the Coronavirus
is fake?”
“No, I’m saying that the models
that people are making decisions on are highly flawed and completely
inaccurate.”
“Oh, alright, that’s not as
bad. Just so you know, though, all
doctors disagree with you.”
“Just how 97% of scientists
believe in catastrophic climate change?
Yea, it’s the same lie told a different way.”
“Name one”
“Dr. Deborah Birks on President
Trump’s taskforce. She pointed out that
the models said that 68% of the population would be infected. In order for that to be correct, the virus
would have to be continuously moving through the population at the same rate
through every season.”
“It’s increasing exponentially.”
“Rather than debate you, we’ll
talk again in November and see if 68% of the population was infected. As you pointed out, half of the entire
country’s cases are in New York and it’s nowhere near 68% here, let alone in
all of America.”
“I don’t know what you’re
saying.”
“The models may be wrong just
how every end of the world climate change prediction based on models has been
wrong. Face it, we suck at models.”
“How many lives lost is
acceptable for you to continue with your theory?”
“None but people have died over
the past two weeks with everything shutting down so people die regardless.”
“What do you think they should
do then?”
“Open up the economy”
“People will die.”
“Yes, they will. People will get infected and some will
die. If you keep the economy closed like
it has been the last two weeks, more people will get infected and people will
die anyway. Staying home isn’t fool
proof either.”
“That’s because people still go
outside against orders. That’s why China
did it right. They’re communist so you
get your ass kicked if you go outside.”
“So, you’re advocating being
kept at home at gunpoint to combat this?”
“Well, you know what, yea
maybe. Especially for New York where
they’re being slammed.”
“I disagree. When you sacrifice liberty for security, you
have neither.”
“1,000 people have died.”
“Which is nothing compared to
other diseases or viruses this year. You’re
mad at me for ignoring those 1,000 death but I’m not. You, however, are ignoring the effect bankruptcies;
poverty and depression have on people.
Ignoring that is asinine and infantile.”
“Don’t insult me.”
“I’m not”
“You said it was asinine and
infantile to think what I believe.
Aren’t you the one that touts Emperor
New Clothes? Didn’t you always tell
me if someone says, ‘you’re an idiot if you believe….’ Or something similar
that they’re probably lying?”
“I did say that but I think I
also backed up the statement. My comment
is people who say that as their only argument.
I got a little frustrated because we’re going in circles but you’re
right. I shouldn’t have used Emperor New Clothes rhetoric.”
“You really think it’s a good
idea to open the economy?”
“Yes, I mean fake news won’t
like it and they’ll come up with another little catchphrase like ‘Trump opened
the economy; people died’ but it is for the betterment of the country despite
the people who will die.”
“Can we at least agree that
someone dying is a tragedy?”
“Yes, but can you agree that 3.3
Million jobless claims in a week is also a tragedy?”
“That’s weird, someone else told
me that in the park today.”
“You went to the park?”
“Yea, I was getting stir crazy
in the apartment all day. I needed fresh
air.”
“And you want someone to hold a
gun to your head to force you to stay in your apartment.”
Biancha sighed. She gave an embarrassed look and was glad
that her uncle couldn’t see her. “I
think it’s better safe than sorry.”
“We shouldn’t base big decisions
that have immense consequences on models with faulty data that cause hyperbolic
and inaccurate conclusions.”
“What do you think based on the
models then?”
“68% of the population being
infected is the extreme result but there’s also a possibility that a tiny
proportion of that is the true figure.
The truth is probably somewhere in the middle.”
“How is that helpful?”
“It’s not, which is my
point. The models aren’t helpful because
they’re based on faulty data. Bad input
leads to bad output. We need more data before we know for sure but people are
impatient and this need to do something is hurting us.”
“I’m glad nobody in power agrees
with you.”
“President Trump is already
beginning to question the scientists since they were so wrong in their
predictions up to this point.”
“Oh God!”
“This is why we voted for
President Trump. He questions everything
and doesn’t care about your degree or your title, he’s going to be skeptical
and if you’re wrong, he’ll hold you accountable. The problem with government before is nobody
was held accountable so it led to massive corruption, which brought us the deep
state.”
“So, in two weeks when the 30
days is up, do you think he should extend it?”
“Why would you extend it when
the models you based the first 30 days on were so off?”
“I love you but you’re
crazy. I got to go. I had a shitty day and I can’t do this right
now.”
“Why what’s wrong?”
It dawned on Biancha that she
never got around to why she called, “Nothing, just my boyfriend’s in the
hospital and I can’t visit him and it’s just really hard dealing with this
panic alone.”
“You’re not alone. You have a lot of people that love you.”
“Yes, but you’re not here.”
“I could be. Domestic flights are still running. Flights are really cheap now; I can go to
Chicago if you need me. Most people in
my office are working from home anyway so what’s the difference if I’m working
in Chicago?”
“No, by the time you get here,
he’ll be out of the hospital so it’d be fucking pointless”
“Alright, well just let me know
because I’m not scared so if you need me, I’m always here for you.”
“I know and I do appreciate it
but I got to go. “
“Okay, I love you”
“Love you too, stay safe.”
Biancha got off the phone. She contemplated texting her uncle if he
thought it was weird that they were keeping him overnight but she figured if he
didn’t bring it up then she was probably right when she concluded she was just
being paranoid. She ignored the fact
that she said it as she was wrapping up the conversation and that it’s
difficult for people to bring up that they think someone’s significant other
isn’t being too honest with them. Her
uncle was blunt but even blunt people may bite their tongue on that one. As thoughts ran through her head, she went
into her purse and found the card she got from Larry. She looked at it and looked up. She couldn’t believe she was about to do it
but she had to expend some energy. Larry
looked older so she figured that she could get in a quickie and not feel
guilty. Her mind raced at justifications
for it and after coming up with some minor ones, she decided that it was only
bad if the item was to help her. If it
was for someone else, then it was fine.
She called the number and Larry answered, “This is Larry”
“Hey Larry, it’s Biancha”
“The hot girl in the park.”
“I’m not a girl!”
“My apologies; the hot woman in
the park.”
“You really are an asshole”
“I don’t get that often so I do
appreciate it. Most people say I’m too
nice.”
“Well, about that? Just how big an item were you talking about?”
“Try me?”
“Maybe later. I want to have a conversation with you
first. I don’t fuck men that have no
substance to them.”
“That’s fine.”
“Well, I was just talking to my
uncle and he told me….”Biancha rehashed her conversation with her uncle and
then stopped when she realized she was rambling.
Larry responded, “Your uncle is
a smart guy. I believe him to be
correct. This is the first battle; it’s
President Trump vs. the models. The next
battle, when he opens the economy, will be Trump vs. the media as they will say
people died and it’s his fault. Then,
the final battle will be to investigate Trump for murder or some other trumped
up charge, pun intended. They then will
use that as reason to impeach him again.”
“I was going to say that’s
ridiculous but I can actually see that scenario playing out.”
“Time will tell if I’m right or
crazy.”
“When you say that the models
were really off, what do you mean?”
“I’ll go to England because
Americans seem to think that all English people are really smart and very
intellectual. There was a British guy
named Neil Ferguson who is the head of imperial college authors. He put the data in his little models and
predicted 500,000 people would die in Britain”
“Whoa, that’s a lot of people”
“It is, but now he’s saying that
Britain doesn’t have a problem with ICU beds and it only has 20,000 people who
died. The interesting this is half of
those deaths were people projected to die by the end of the year anyway because
they were either really old or really sick or both.”
“20,000 is still a lot of
people!”
“Not compared to his prediction
of 500,000”
“They took precautions”
“This is what your uncle meant
by comparing it to climate change. When
the models are shown to be highly flawed and their predictions are completely
wrong, they claim success. It’s amazing
that people always believe them.”
“What’s the point? Models are bad? What’s this ‘faulty data’ you’re talking
about?”
“The point is that more people
probably have gotten this virus than we realize, which means they didn’t think
it was necessary to get treatment. If
this is the case, then it’s not as dangerous as we think.”
“Oh, so the faulty data is that
we’re only testing people in hospitals who are symptomatic. That skews the numbers to be higher than they
actually are. Basically, you want them
to randomly test people. The problem
with that is, we have a shortage of tests so we don’t want to waste them.”
“Fine, but then don’t claim that
you have good data and make decisions based on that data.”
“How does your offer work?”
“We get tested for STD’s, if
you’re clean, then you carry out your part and I carry out mine. If you’re not, the deal’s off.”
“It has to be today though.”
“That’s fine. The STD tests don’t take as long as they
claim if you know the right people.”
“Or pay enough money.”
“Yes, that too.”
“I just want you to know that my
boyfriend’s parents are multi-millionaires so I don’t need anything from you.”
“Then why did you call me?”
“ I’m just saying your money
doesn’t impress me. They’re probably
richer than you.”
“Unless you mischaracterized
them, they are not. I’m a billionaire.”
“What can you buy with a billion
dollars that you can’t with multi-millions?”
“Quantity.”
“Look, I would never screw a guy
for something. I’m not like that.”
“And yet, you called me.”
“There are things I feel bad
asking my boyfriend’s family for.”
“Okay”
“You have to understand. I have an aunt who is a fucking status
whore. She got divorced and is now
dating someone with money. Now, she goes
around flaunting it and bragging about it and thinks she’s better than
everyone. I have to watch my family
drool over him and it’s pathetic. I’m
glad I live in Chicago so I don’t have to deal with this. My mother, on the other hand, lives five
minutes from her so she gets it thrown in her face all the time. Anyway, her fiancée wanted to get a Ford
Raptor and he was hell bent on not accepting anything less. He ended up not being able to get it. My aunt said it had nothing to do with the
price but I don’t know. We are a big
ford family and we love trucks. My
grandpa had like three. If you get me a
Ford Raptor for my mom so she can knock that bitch down a peg, then I’ll fuck
you but it’s only for one night only!”
“I guess I have some substance
to me.”
“Just enough to make me take the
deal.”
“Alright, you have yourself a
deal.”
“How do I know you’re not
lying?”
“I’ll drive the Raptor to your
apartment.”
“There’s nowhere to park”
“There are parking garages”
“Oh, right, yea, there’s
actually one right by my apartment. I
don’t want to do it here though. I want
to do at your place.”
“That’s fine. I’m at the Drake Hotel. I’ll buy the car and have it valet here. When
you come, I’ll show you the car. After
we’re done, I’ll give you the keys.”
“My mom lives in Cleveland. I don’t have time to drive it there.”
“Fine, I’ll have it sent to
Cleveland.”
“Alright, you have yourself a
deal. How are you so sure you can find
it?”
“I have connections and ways of
locating things from time to time.”
“Okay Red.”
“I’m surprised. I thought you were too young to get the
reference.”
“My parents are big movie people
and they raised me on the classics. Shawshank Redemption was a favorite.”
“I like your parents already.”
“I’ll take your lead.”
“I already texted the doctor
while I was on the phone with you. Go to
this address that I’m texting you. I’ll
meet you there as I’ll get tested too.”
“Okay”
Biancha grabbed her pepper spray
and went just in case it was a trap. She
was happy to see that it really was a doctor’s office. The door opened and she was let inside and
given STD tests and they took her temperature.
Afterwards, she received the clean bill of heath for Larry. She was a little skeptical of the documents but
figured she had no choice. The doctor
and Biancha walked outside where Larry was standing. The doctor announced, “She’s clean.”
Larry nodded, “Do you want to go
now?”
“No, this is happening too
fast. Give me a couple hours. Just to be dramatic, we’ll say we’ll do it at
midnight.”
“That’s fine by me.”
With that, Biancha leaves the
doctor’s office. The doctor looked at
him sideways, “How do you do it man?”
“I just don’t care about
offending them. It turns out that they
are just pretending to be offended.”
“I guess. I could never do that though.”
“I do have to spend an obscene
amount of money every time I do this. I
just don’t think you’re willing to dish out that much for one night.”
“That is true but to each their
own.”
“I appreciate your help.”
“Of course. Anything for an old friend. What do you think of this stimulus bill the
Senate passed?”
“The government doesn’t
stimulate anything so it’s not a stimulus bill.”
“Don’t be a wise ass.”
“I like to be precise. The government takes money from you so this
is just a band aid, not a stimulus or a solution. Given what’s going on, though, we may need it
since it’s not the businesses fault that they are failing. There are a lot of things I like but some
glaring problems. Overall, I’d give it a
B-“
“The industries affected really
need it. People are hurting.”
“I said that people need it but
make no mistake about it, we are going to have to pay it back later. There’s no money fairy and when you pay 2
Trillion dollars, it’s going to have consequences.”
“The bill seems to have
everything I wanted. They are deferring
payroll taxes, maybe not as long as President Trump wanted but they are. They are allowing people to borrow from their
401K’s penalty free and the forced withdrawals for seniors on social security
has been halted so if you don’t need the money, you can leave it in the account
and wait to see if the economy rebounds.”
“Yes, those are all good but the
unemployment benefit is 100% of their salary.”
“It was their salary plus $600”
“Obviously that’s even
worse. It’s an incentive not to
work. If you could choose to work for
the money you make or not work and get the same amount of money, which would
you choose?”
“Tough call” the doctor said
sarcastically
“This is why communism fails
because people won’t work if they can get the same amount of money for free
unless you put a gun to their head.”
“Well, they threw out the
amendment.”
“Doesn’t matter, the same amount
has the same affect”
“It’s only going to be
temporary.”
“It’s government, temporary
things tend to be prolonged.”
“What else don’t you like?”
“$ 75 Million for the National
Endowment of the Arts? What does that
have to do with the Coronavirus?”
“People can’t go to plays
because of it so they’re hurting. In the
grand scheme of the bill, 75 million is pretty negligible”
“I think it’s for maintenance
and not the employees.”
“I seriously doubt that.”
“Well, maybe. I’m just saying this is going to cost every
American over 18 $ 8,000 just for this package.
That’s not including all the other things that the government spends
money on and the existing 23 Trillion in debt we already have.”
“We need this now and things
need to be shut down while all this blows over.”
“The government is only funded
through higher taxes and printing money.
They’re not raising taxes so that means that they’re going to print
money to pay for this, which will cause massive inflation and now the costs of
goods will go up, which will hurt people whose incomes have stagnated.”
“Well, they’re getting $1,200 to
spend on those things. Make no mistake
about it, people aren’t saving that free money, they’re spending it, so it will
help the economy. Like you always say,
people spend money better than the government so it’s better the people spend
the government money than the government spend it.”
“I’d agree if it was money we
already had and we weren’t printing.
What about the $75 Million for NPR?
All they do is spread lies about President Trump”
“You don’t like Big Bird” the doctor
teased
“Fuck Big Bird!”
“Now you sound like Oscar the
Grouch”
“Damn straight. Is that what you want to teach children; to
hate homeless people? Everyone on that
show judges him to his face, ‘hey Oscar, you’re a grouch.’ He should just yell back, “Bitch, I live in a
fucking trash can!’ No wonder people
walk over homeless people on the street with no sympathy.”
“Wow, you took that to a whole
new level.”
“I know”
“Fine, fuck NPR”
“I mean, these jackasses
attacked President Trump for telling people that 50,000 Americans could die
from the flu this year. NPR called him a
liar because the real number was 23,000.
Then they had to write a correction that the CDC did claim it ranges
from 23,000 – 59,000. You’re a math and
science guy; is 50,000 within the range from 23,000 – 59,000”
“Yes, it is”
“Then NPR was lying”
“I really struck a nerve with
NPR”
“These are the same people that
claimed in January that the flu is worse than the Wuhan Virus and accused
President Trump of overreacting with the travel ban on China.”
“Okay, sensitive topic. Fuck NPR, got it. Moving on.”
“Also, what’s this bullshit that
if you take a small business loan, you have to remain neutral in union
disagreements? People have freedom of
speech, if they disagree or agree with something, they should be allowed to say
it.”
“You have to understand that
this gives the president ammunition to attack the Democrats during the
campaign. They had to give the Democrats
something or else the bill wouldn’t have passed.”
“Sometimes, I think that’s
better than it passing. I almost want
the Democrats to block it so the president is forced to open the economy and
let people save themselves.”
“That’s not how politics works.”
“The Republicans didn’t put any
of their special interests in the bill.”
“No, but you’re talking about
small amounts of the bill. What about
$150 Billion to pad the budget for New York and California?”
“They were hit the hardest. I think it’s more needed for New York since
they have half the cases. Again though,
$25 Million for the Kennedy Center in D.C.?’
“Yes, plays aren’t happening
there either, we already discussed this.”
“I don’t really have a problem
with a separate fund targeting New York and California.”
“See, it’s not all bad”
“I didn’t say it was all
bad. That’s why I gave it a B- instead
of an ‘F.”
“All you’ve done is talk about
what you don’t like. What do you like?”
“Besides the things you
mentioned, I think it’s good that they are getting emergency supplies to
hospitals that need it and perhaps developing a vaccine.”
“We are on the front lines of
this. Obviously, as a doctor, I agree.”
“The big thing in the bill; $454
Billion for treasury exchange stability fund to loan money to small businesses
to get them through the next couple of months was good.”
“That’s almost 25% of the bill.”
“I know”
“That’s a huge thing to like.”
“Generally, the thing people
take issue with are the small riders.”
“True”
“Anyway, I got to go find what
will soon be her car.”
“Good luck.”
“Thanks but I don’t need it as
my minions are great at locating things.”
“Yea, I know don’t worry.”
Larry had actually received the
notification that it was ready. He went
over and inspected the car and liked what he saw. After he paid for the car in cash, he drove
it and had it valet to hotel.
At midnight, Biancha showed
up. Larry had already texted her the
room number and she knocked on the door.
Larry answered it in his boxers and retreated back in the room. Bianca looked at him and froze. “Look, I don’t know about this. I need another conversation.”
Larry was busy with locating the
car, getting someone to ship it and socializing with the doctor so the time
went by quick. Biancha, on the other
hand, was driving herself crazy all day wondering if her boyfriend was really
being kept overnight for observation.
She contemplated calling the hospital but didn’t want to feel like the
stalker girlfriend. She then thought to
go to his apartment but was afraid what she may walk in on. Larry replied, “What do you want to talk
about?”
“Do you actually believe those
phases of the battles Trump has in the future?”
“Of course I do. It’s already happening. Kim Strassel of the Wall Street Journal
brought up that in the bill, there’s a clause about a body to have subpoena
power to investigate Trump’s handling of the Wuhan Virus.”
“That was taken out.”
“So what, they’re already trying
to have Mueller 2.0”
“It was thrown out so it doesn’t
matter.”
“It does matter because they did
get a congressional oversight committee that will look at the loans. This reeks of nepotism and the heads of this
committee are Nancy Pelosi and Chuck Schumer.
This is highly biased and is laying the groundwork to impeach him
again.”
“Well, the NSC leaked the Wuhan
Virus pandemic playbook left behind by Obama and given to Trump.”
“Funny how all these scandals
and things they deem ‘impeachment worthy’ comes from the NSC”
“Look, everyone needs
oversight. Nobody should act
unilaterally with no consequences of overreach.”
“Did you say the same thing
about Adam Schiff when he did it?”
“He’s getting a lot of heat over
it. I think Durham subpoenaed him. They are investigating and I’m not so sure
he’ll get away with it.”
“I am, Democrats are above the
law.”
“So, you think the president should
work without any check on his power?”
“Of course not, but it’s not
either or. We are talking degree. Yes, there should be oversight but not from
people who notoriously hate him.”
“I don’t have a problem with
it.”
“You don’t have a problem that
the deep state has already started rolling out the narrative that they’re going
to impeach him again?”
“It didn’t work the first
time. His approval rating went up the
first time.”
“So, they’re going to try
again.”
“We’ll see. Let’s go back to the playbook, President
Trump didn’t follow it.”
“Neither did Obama. First of all, not taking Barack Obama’s advice
is not culpable behavior. President
Trump is the president, he can listen to advice from former president’s but he
doesn’t have to take it.”
“How did Obama not use the
playbook?”
“He was supposed to replenish
the M95 masks after H1N1 (Swine Flu)
“Well Trump had time to do it.”
“Obama was told this in 2009, he
had seven years to fix it, Trump only had three.”
“Well he couldn’t see this
coming.”
“Yet, you don’t say the same
thing about President Trump.”
“It’s very new and
unprecedented.”
“Government scientists, your
favorite, told Obama in 2015 that a flu pandemic would need 52 Million masks
and he should replenish them but Obama did nothing.”
“That’s enough Pro-Trump
bullshit. I didn’t really read the
contract you made me sign. Basically,
this is illegal so the contract isn’t enforceable. It’s not like you’re going to go to court
over this. I want to see the car.”
Larry got dressed and told the
valet he needed something from the car.
He theatrically crawled in and pretended to take something from the
glove compartment and put it in his pocket.
Biancha was smiling at the Raptor but tried to contain herself. Afterwards, they went back upstairs where
Larry stripped down to his boxers again.
She inquired, “How long does this last?
Do you have me all night?”
“You need to make me cum.”
“That’s never been a problem for
me before.”
“Women don’t like to admit it if
it was.”
“Guess you’re about to find
out.”
Biancha took off her clothes and
Larry pulled down his boxers. -Biancha
scurried forward and hugged Larry. She
said into his ear, “Larry, I feel kind of awkward about this, can you just hold
me for a little bit?”
Her words didn’t match her actions
as she still gently rubbed her groin against his. They made their way to the bed and lied on
their side. Biancha twisted her hips so
that her butt protruded into the air but kept her embrace with Larry with her
cheek resting against his. She slowly
grinded her body against his and Larry returned in kind. Biancha then said, “Okay, now I’m ready” as
she twisted the upper half of her body forcing Larry onto his back.
Biancha straightened her posture and
rocked back and forth aggressively feeling Larry elongate inside her. She stood up forcing Larry out of her and put
a condom on his penis before squatting back down onto his penis and collapsing
forward shoving her breasts into Larry’s face.
As Larry felt himself get excited, he pushed her off him so she lied on
her stomach and straddled her right leg.
He said, “I need to taste that fine ass of yours.”
Larry licked her right butt cheek
and grasped the salt and shook it violently over Biancha’s bottom. He bent down and licked the salt off and
guzzled the tequila straight from the bottle.
He repeated the same sequence with the left butt cheek and then grasped
Biancha’s side and pulled her up to all fours.
He penetrated her from behind and reached around groping her breasts as
he humped her hard. Soon, his head
collapsed against her shoulder blades as semen spurted out only to be rejected
entry into Biancha by the latex of the condom.
He pulled out and rolled onto his back.
Biancha stated with no sign in her voice that she just did something
physical, “I was thinking about this bill.
See I’m a big sports woman and the NBA players have donated money to
help out with stadium vendors and stuff.
I’m not sure we need a bill if people are being charitable.”
“Not everyone has a bunch of multi-millionaires
employed for them. Also, those that do,
don’t want to give it up. Harvard has
already said they’re not going to pay their dining hall employees for the rest
of year since the dining halls are closed.
Harvard has $40 Billion in their endowment fund. They are the richest university in America
and you’re saying they can’t dish out money they already budgeted for anyway?”
“That is ridiculous but can’t you
say that about all colleges?”
“University of Chicago is paying
their dining staff till the end of the year.”
“I didn’t know that. You’re right; universities have a shitload of
money. They should help them out. I guess not everyone is as chartable as a
professional sports athlete.”
“They are also worse with money for
the most part.”
“Yea, I’ll agree with that. Are we done?
I mean, I feel kind of bad because you finished so damn quick.”
“You have no more obligations to
me.” Larry reached over and into his
pants pocket and handed her the ticket for the raptor. Biancha got up and uttered, “Well, thank you
very much. I feel bad that it seemed
like I ripped you off. I’m really
flexible and athletic and I didn’t get a chance to show that off.”
“You’re really taunting me right
now?”
“You just used me as a prostitute so
yea I am. You took advantage of me in a
vulnerable situation. Nowhere in the
contract did it say I can’t scold you after we’re done.”
“That is true.”
Biancha started laughing, “I’m just
being a punk. I don’t feel violated at
all. Like I said, I feel bad because you
finished so quickly but I’m not going to ask for something else and I’m not
going to give you a freebee.”
“I’ll text you the address to where
you need to take the car to be delivered then delete my number”
“I will but you need to delete
mine.”
“Obviously”
Larry texted the address then got
up. By then, Biancha was fully
clothed. She walked up to him and hugged
him kissing him on the cheek. She then
shrugged her shoulders and articulated, “Well, good bye. Thanks again for the car”
“Thanks for earning it.”
She flashed him her charming smile
and walked out of the hotel. She wanted
to keep the car in valet so she got an Uber home. The next morning, she got the car and drove
it to get it shipped to Cleveland happy to find it was prepaid. She then deleted Larry’s phone number. Later, her boyfriend picked her up and took
her back to his place.
Larry was fascinated by Biancha for
reasons he didn’t really know. He kept
his word, though and deleted her number.
A few days later, he was back on a plane heading to Naples,
Florida. He kept replaying the night in
his head. He felt himself about to explode,
which is why he stopped for the body shots so he could calm down and prolong
it. The plan failed though because the
second he penetrated her again, it was all over. As he was an objectivist, whether it lasted
two minutes or 30, sex was sex. As he
drove by the barren restaurants, he sighed hoping that President Trump would
open the economy soon. It doesn’t matter
when he does it, he’ll still be viciously assaulted for it and they will still
impeach him because people died. They
also died from the flu, heart disease and cancer but nobody claims that’s
because of the open economy.
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