"Hey, Bob, the new catalog's here...." Kyle's enthusiastic voice trailed off once he got the hotel room door open. His partner wasn't alone.
A young girl, eighteen at the most, sat naked on the floor, silently crying her eyes out, while Bob nonchalantly knotted his tie at the mirror.
"The new catalog? Great!" Bob totally ignored the girl at his feet and took the book from Kyle's unresisting hand. "Oh, we'll sell plenty of these in Nebraska!"
"What's - Is she okay?"
Bob glanced briefly at the girl, then returned to perusing the catalog. "What, Doreen? Just a little buyer's remorse. Don't worry, she was very willing last night, and swore she was of legal age. I have it all on tape." Rickman smirked and patted his briefcase. The girl cried harder.
"Bob, you can't - that's not what - Bob!" Tippet protested incoherently.
Bob loomed over him. Kyle had always been a little intimidated by the bigger man, and Bob knew exactly how to use his bulk to get into a person's space. "You have a problem, Kyle?"
Kyle looked down. He had to admit, he was the one who'd started the party tricks, using the handshake to get kisses from girls in bars. But he'd never take it this far!
"No, um, no problem, Bob."
"Good!" Rickman clapped Tippet heartily on the back. "Let's go make some sales!"
Re: Hug
"Hey, Bob, the new catalog's here...." Kyle's enthusiastic voice trailed off once he got the hotel room door open. His partner wasn't alone.
A young girl, eighteen at the most, sat naked on the floor, silently crying her eyes out, while Bob nonchalantly knotted his tie at the mirror.
"The new catalog? Great!" Bob totally ignored the girl at his feet and took the book from Kyle's unresisting hand. "Oh, we'll sell plenty of these in Nebraska!"
"What's - Is she okay?"
Bob glanced briefly at the girl, then returned to perusing the catalog. "What, Doreen? Just a little buyer's remorse. Don't worry, she was very willing last night, and swore she was of legal age. I have it all on tape." Rickman smirked and patted his briefcase. The girl cried harder.
"Bob, you can't - that's not what - Bob!" Tippet protested incoherently.
Bob loomed over him. Kyle had always been a little intimidated by the bigger man, and Bob knew exactly how to use his bulk to get into a person's space. "You have a problem, Kyle?"
Kyle looked down. He had to admit, he was the one who'd started the party tricks, using the handshake to get kisses from girls in bars. But he'd never take it this far!
"No, um, no problem, Bob."
"Good!" Rickman clapped Tippet heartily on the back. "Let's go make some sales!"