van Damme spoke into her intercom.van Damme spoke into her intercom. "Clarice. Bring in a blank contract form please." Then continued, "Gloria I fear no man like Joe Watson. My organization operates in many areas, and as a result, has made numerous friends of real influence and power. Joe Watson can't hurt me, he can't even find me if I don't want him to. Besides I've taken down bigger than him before. Now shall we discuss specifics?" CHAPTER 2 Joe Watson followed the girl into her hotel suite. Congratulating him- self silently, he thought, "man, what a fox. She's so hot, and I'm just the guy to give it to her." Joe had been captivated by her since he spotted her in his customary pick up joint. She was all tits and ass and paraded them proudly. His cock was as hard enough to drive nails and he couldn't wait to ram it in her. "Want a drink Joe?" She called from the other room. "Sure, eh..." He couldn't remember her name. "Make it Scotch and water." Joe and his date sat on the couch and sipped their drinks. He wanted only to rip her dress off and go at it then and there. He played it cool though, thinking he might be able to enjoy this one for more than one night. "Tell you what Joe, why don't I go slip into something more comfortable?" She left the room and Joe thought, "Hot damn. Here we go," and downed the rest of his drink in one gulp. When Joe's date returned she was wearing something more comfortable; a sweatshirt, jeans, and tennis shoes. Joe didn't seem surprised. In fact, he didn't even notice. The girl eyed his inert form on the couch for a moment, then dialed the number she had been given. "He's good to go. Come and get him." She retrieved her bag and belongings and after making sure that the door was unlocked she departed, leaving Joe to his fate. |