Part 4: Rumble in the Frat House amd Christmas Vacation
Written by: Mandingo1234
Edited by: kenjisato
Chapter 13
*** Alpha Beta Fraternity House. Front lawn. Five minutes earlier.***
Jason pulled up to the Alpha Betas Fraternity house. It was one of those colonial style houses large enough to house a platoon of soldiers. But instead of well trained men, it was a house filled with boys, drinking, partying, and various other things college students do. He could hear the loud thumping of wild music, and flashing lights from the windows. Hey knew a full blown party was going on, and he was about to crash it.
He stepped out of the car, along with everyone else, and made their way towards the big front door. While walking Sarah ran up to them, exiting her car, when Jason and all the others approached.
“Thank goodness you’re here. I try to call Jennifer, but know one is answering,” she said as she ran up and hugged Lila, trying her best not to seem scared for her best friend.
“It’s ok honey, you did the right thing by calling. Will get her back,” Lila assured her, while looking at Jason, wondering what he will do.
The whole group walked up to the front door. Jason put on a pair of leather gloves, and Dominic gave him the jacket. It was a thank you gift for all the business he was giving him, and for the amount of money, he paid for that custom leather jacket. Jason didn’t see a need for leather gloves, but for tonight, he was going to need something to keep his fingerprints off the crime scene he was about to make. Gloves in place, and in that position to help obscure his face, he was ready to go, for what came next.
“Whatever happens, stay behind me, or stay by the door,” Jason grunted as he knocked on the door.
A linebacker came through the door, “Hey, did anyone order three desperate housewives! They’re fine as hell!” he shouted back into the house.
“No, nobody ordered us, or whatever that means, we’re here for my daughter. So please let us in,” Lila demanded, ignoring Jason’s advice and stepping in front of him. Not liking the way the big man was eyeing her.
“Your daughter. I alway wanted a mother-daughter duo. But sorry no one can do that. No party crashers here. Unless you and all your little hottie friends are willing to do a little something for me and my friends.” the linebacker grinned. As he looked over Lily, Ronnie, and Sarah.
“Look, let us in, and there won’t be trouble. Where just hear for her daughter,” Jason said in a calm cool voice, sizing up the big guy. Getting almost in his face.
“Look old man, there is no fucking way I’m letting you in. So why don’t you leave before I make you. Oh why don’t you leave the ladies behind. Will show them a real good time.”
“Let us in, before there is trouble,” Jason commanded as he took another step closer.
“No way you motherfucker. You are starting to piss me off,” he said as he got right into Jason’s face, “You know what, maybe me and my boys would teach you a little lesson, and once we are done with you we will have a real good time with your women folk. We will,..ahhhh!”
Before he could finish his sentence Jason quickly and fiercely head budded the linebacker’s nose. Destroying it, as blood started to spew from its mangled nose. He bent down, curing to the high heaven as he tried to stop the flow of the river of blood that was coming out of him. That was a big mistake, because it gave Jason the perfect position to knee the linebacker’s jaw, effectively knocking him out. And just like that in two moves Jason quickly and easily took out the house bouncer.
“WHAT THE FUCK! YO, FRIDGE IS DOWN! THIS FUCKER TOOK HIM OUT! HE’S A DEAD MAN!”
One of his fellow teammates shouted out, and like kicking the hornet’s nest, out came several more football players ready to get vengeance on their fallen comrade. Jason stepped in, he could hear the song Mystikal Fever by Mystikal, blaring from their sound system. Bringing his hands up, ready for what comes next. Jason waited for them to make the net move.
They all rushed at him, but Jason was more quick on his feet, and faster with his punches. He always put himself in a position where he can’t get surrounded, and where his attackers would come at him, one at a time, instead of all in a gang. While they were in great shape, the football players were not fighters, not like the season ones he had to deal with back in prison. One by one they all started to fall at Jason’s hands, all the while he was receding a mantra in his head.
‘Head’
‘Ears’
‘Nose’
‘Throat’
‘Shoulders Joints’
‘Elbows’
‘Hands’
‘Wrists’
‘Fingers’
‘Spleen’
‘Diaphragm’
‘Stomach’
‘Liver’
‘Kidneys’
‘Groin’
‘Knees’
He recited all those words in his head as he fought off the football players. All areas his mentor once taught him, where he could do the maximum amount of damage with little effort. So when one player came rushing at him with a wild punch, he grabbed onto his wrist, and with a violent twist and a pull, shooting pain shot through the man’s arm. Then for the final blow, Jason karate chopped the man’s elbow, while still twisting his wrist. Effect being his elbow in the wrong direction, and causing the guy to scream bloody murder, and falling, grabbing his now mangled arm.
Jason quickly made his way through the large house, taking out any football player that came at him. As he fought, many people either ran from the house to escape the violence, or pulled out their phones and started recording everything that was unfolding. Jason also saw women in various states of unclothing, while also showing that they were bit in a drug induced haze. Seeing that only made his blood boil even hotter, as he redoubled his efforts into hurting the men who would do that to a woman.
He had almost cleared out the first floor, until a big, nearly seven foot tall, 400 pound behemoth came strolling in.
“You’re dead now fucker.” he said it with such a deep voice. With the deep voice and hulk like body; he could give Michael Clarke Duncan from the 2003 Daredevil, a run for his money.
Jason knew if he went up against that guy in a straight fight, he would be dead, so he opted for the tactical retreat. The behemoth came in swings and throws, but he couldn’t land a single punch on Jason. Eventually, they found themselves in the middle of the room where a pool table resides. Then in a feat of brilliance, Jason grabbed the two pool cues that were on the table and broke them at the midpoint, tossing away half, and only keeping the heavy back end of the pool cue. Unfortunately, while he was doing that, he didn’t see the guy with a knife and made a charge at him. By the time he noticed, it was too late and the guy thrust the knife into his side. As this was happening Lila, Lily, Ronnie, and Sarah saw what was happening. Deciding to be a little brave and make their way through the sea of fallen bodies. Their faces paled as they saw the college boys stick his knee into Jason, but all then they heard something interesting.
“WHAT THE FUCK. IT WONT GO IN!” the man with the knife shouted, as his knife went through the first layer of leather, but stopped at the underlying layer of kevlar, and the titanium thread weaved, inner liner. But before the guy could think of anything else, the broad end of a pool cue came swiftly by and stuck the side of his head. Blood and teeth shooting out of the guys mouth and nose, falling to the floor unconscious.
It was the special order jacket that Dominic made. Once Jason heard that he could make custom ultra light body armor cloths, Jason jumped at the chance at getting one. It could stop most handguns and a few shotgun blasts, so stopping a knife attack was child’s play. It cost him a cool 100 grand, but Jason knew the value of having a stab proof jacket, he only wished he had that while he was in prison.
Once his would-be stabber was out for the count, he focused back on the behemoth. Which was a good thing because the guy was right on top of him. He did the first attack but missed the second one and got hit in his side. Staying sure-footed Jason began to go on the offense with his makeshift batons. Reciting his montara as he landed blow after blow. The problem was the guy was like an orc, having both immense muscle and fat. So instead of going for his body, Jason went for his joints. While he did get hit a few times by the behemoth’s massive fists, he did manage to get behind the guy. With one hard struck at the side of the knee, the big guy screamed in pain as he felt his knee getting shattered. Dropping to the floor cradling his now destroyed knee caps, two heavy wood poles came swinging down together, and bash at the side of the guy’s head. Knocking him out, and falling like a ton of bricks.
Standing there with blood covered sticks, Jason looked around the room. He saw the fighting eyes of both men and women as he stood over the now unconscious big guy. He could still hear him breathing, which was a good sign that Jason didn’t kill him, but he will be having one hell of a time recovering. He saw movement at the corner of his eye, and saw another jock reading himself with a broken beer bottle. But once he made eye contact with Jason cold dead eyes, and saw the large unconscious body of the team’s biggest bruiser on the floor, he turned tail and ran.
Seeing as there was nobody left to fight on the first floor, and no sign of Jennifer, Jason decided to make his way upstairs. He dropped the sticks which caused a loud thud as they hit the floor. He saw that all the girls were still waiting for him at the entrance of the pool room. Wide eyed and shocked beyond belief.
“You stay down here,” he commanded the girls, like they were his dogs.
Still shocked by the whole thing, all they could do was nod, as Jason went up the stairs. They couldn’t believe the brutality that Jason had inflicted on the Alpha Bates members. To them it looked like a fight you would see in a Jet Li, or a Jason Station movie. One guy versus a hundred, and the one guy is still standing. But after seeing Jason taking on the big guy, they had faith in him in finding Jennifer. So they watched as he jogged up the stairs, the song on the sound system changing, to X Gon’ Give It to Ya by DMX. Then sounds of fighting started back up again.
More fighting ensued as men came out of their rooms, zipping up their pants. One by one they all fall, and now laid on the floor in eminence. Jason looked into each room, seeing women in the value stage of undress, but no Jennifer. Then he then saw someone that he knew would know where Jennifer was, Derek.
“Where is she?” Jason said, rage boiling as he saw that cocky grin of his.
“Oh don’t worry, we are taking good care of her. Is her mother here, I would like to tap some of that MILF pussy,” Derek said, a little high from the drugs he’s been taking since he left the captain with Jennifer.
“Where the fuck is she, you little prick!” This time Jason demanded an answer.
“Who the fuck you think you are convict. You can’t talk to me like that, my family would destroy everything you know, and send you back to prison. And in return I will take all those women from you. So come on, lay one hand on me, and see where that gets you, CONVICT!” Derek drugged his mind leading his speech.
“One shot.”
“What?”
“I will give you one shot. Hit me and I won’t dodge it. Come one show me what you got?” Jason taunted him, ready to put Derek right in his place.
“Oh you shouldn’t have done that bro, My arm is an all American thrower. One punch from me, and you would be pushing daisies.” Derek said with confidence.
He rushed at Jason, and swung his hand like he was going for a hail mary pass. It landed squarely on Jason’s jaw, and while he did spit blood, Jason stood strong and true.
“My turn,” Jason said as he punched Jason right in the solar plexus.
While Derek was an all American, he didn’t know how to properly throw a punch, so it only felt like getting hit by a car. As for Jason when he landed his punch, it felt like getting hit by a semi trailer truck. Leaving Derek breathless and finding it difficult to breathe. Deciding to finish him off, Jason smashed both his hands against Derek’s ears, causing his ear drums to both burst from the sudden change in air pressure. Now breathless, and disoriented, Derek threw another wild punch, but Jason saw it coming from a mile away. So he grabbed onto the incoming wrist, and with one fluid motion, he pulled Derek’s arm to one direction, while Jason struck Derek shoulder with his other hand. The combined forces of the pushing and pulling on Derek’s arm, caused his rotator cuff to dislocate, and severed several of the tendons in the process. Destroying Derek’s throwing arm, and any possible future in playing football. To Derek it felt like his arm was about to be ripped off from his shoulder. Then to finish it all off, Jason threw a haymaker of his own, knocking Derek out against the wall and on the ground, blood covering his fist. Jason looked down at the now unconscious Derek, regretting knocking him out. Since he first asked where Jennifer was at. Right at that time a door swung open and a shirtless guy came out to see what the commotion was.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!” the captain shouted as he saw Derek on the floor.
“Where is she?” was all that Jason asked, but then he saw Jennifer right behind the newcomer, and from there Jason saw red.
Jason punched the guy in the face, causing the guy to stumble and fall back into his room.
“Dude what the fuck was that for.” the captain says as he now looks at the blood on his hand, “Oh you are going to get it now. Wait until my buddy Freddy the Giant comes and gets you. When he is done with you, they will need to run dental records just to identify the body.”
“If you’re talking about the seven foot tall black guy. Don’t bother, he is already face down on the floor. And if you’re hoping for any of your buddies to come in and save your ass, don’t bother either. They are either knocked out on the floor, or they ran off.”
The captain’s eyes went out in shock at the claim Jason was making. Then his eyes went to rage.
“You’re a dead man. Did you know what you just did? You are now the enemy of the team, enemy of the school, and even an enemy of our boosters. Once the dean finds out what you did, you are finished. You are dead. You are de…”
He didn’t finish what he was saying, because Jason was just wailing on the guy, blow after blow; unrelenting in the destruction of the captain and his wicked ways. By the time he was done, his face was all battered and bruised, completely unrecognizable. Then for added measure, with a swift and hard kick, like a kicker going for a 50 yard field goal. Jason bare down on the captain’s groin, making sure to get his twig and berries, all the while Jason only had one thought in his mind.
‘Good thing I am wearing my steel toed boots.’
The team captain was now passed out on the floor, the sheer pain from having his groin being made into swiss cheese, his body shut down, in order to preserve itself, from the wrath of Jason. Then Jason saw Jenniefer stun out on the bed. By the way her clothes looked mostly intact, and no brushes on her face, arms or thighs, he could tell that he got there just in time, before the unthinkable happened.
“Are you ok?” he asked in the most soothing voice he could muster through his natural gravely tone.
She still couldn’t speak, but she managed to nod her head, the effects of the drug was still wearing off. Jason took once over in the room, while he sat Jennifer up and placed his jacket over her shoulders. When he saw the video recording set up, his veins wear about to burst from the fact that the football team were about to record her rape. He told her to wait right there, while he checked the room. He looked through the recording on the phone stand, and saw that he was correct that they hadn’t done anything to her, and that while he beat up Trent, the captain of the football team, the cameras didn’t capture his face, only glimpse. Then he looked at the unconscious body that was Jennifers would be raper, and discovered that his phone was right next to him. It was locked, but using his fingerprint to unlock the screen, that was when he hit pay dirt. He found dozens of video files of perverts girls that were raped and recorded. Along with message boards threatening them to do what they were told, unless they want that video being released to the public, ruining their lives. He also found correspondents linking several key figures of the school that were involved in the sex ring. One of which was the head coach, the head of security, and the dean of the school.
“My, you have been a naughty boy, have you Trent. Lets see if we could fix that,” Jason said ominously, mostly to himself as he thought up a plan.
He knew that this would come in handy to put those football players in jail, so first he sent a copy of all relevant information to a secure email, making sure it went through the schools wifi, so it can be verified for later. Then he disabled the phone’s locked feature. Then before he picked up Jennifer and left that room, he saw a desk with school supplies, so with a sticky note, and a marker, for something special. With everything in hand he went back to Jennifer. She still felt too weak to stand, so ever so gently she picked her up in his hands. She felt as light as a feather as Jason lifted her into his arms. Confirmed by his embrace, Jennifer wrapped her arms around Jason’s neck, and brought herself in closer. Sobbing into his shirt as she finally felt safe for the first time that night.
“Let’s get you home,” he said in a whisper, as she sobbed into his chest. With what he came for in his hands, he slowly made his way out of the room and down the hall, making sure to step over the unconscious bodies.
Lila was waiting on pins and needles as the eerie silence filled the room. Sarah had rushed to shut off the sound system after the loud thudding stopped up stairs. She wanted to go upstairs, wanted to find her precious daughter and wrap her in her arms. But she stayed, trusting Jason in finding her daughter. Lily and Ronnie were tending to the other girls that were there. Several showed signs of being drugged, they gave them water, and a blanket to keep them warm. As Sarah said, no one called the police or campus security. They would think that they would send in someone to break up the fighting, but no one came. Several of the football players did manage to get up, but as soon as they did, they fled the scene fearing to have another run in with Jason. Lila wanted to stop them, for what they did, but all she cared about was the safety of her precious little girl.
Then just before she was about to have a nervous breakdown. Footsteps could be heard, making its way down the steps. Lila rushed to the stairs waiting, hoping that it was who she thought it was. Then when Jason came into focus carrying Jennifer within his arms, she ran up to meet them.
“JENNY!” Lila yelled as she made it halfway up the stairs.
“She’s fine. Let’s get out of here,” Jason said, not wanting to stay in that house any longer than he had too.
Lila nodded at his request and followed Jason down the stairs. Lily, Ronnie, and Sarah heard the competition, so they all made their way at the stairs. Jason directed them towards the front door, where the big guy Jason first took out, was still there. Knocked out, and still bleeding from his nose.
Once outside, Jason gently places Jennifer on her feet. He asked Lily, and Ronnie to help her to the car, while he asked Lila to stay to help him with something. Lila wanted to be with her daughter, but she did what Jason said, and waited for him, and his plan. But before he could Sarah spoke up.
“Here, someone was recording everything that was happening since we came here. She left it after you, took out that big guy, thinking that you were there to kill them all. What do you want me to do with it?” she asked as Jason picked up the phone.
Jason looked over the phone, and while it did show him beating up on several guys, it did show his face. That was a bonus for him, and was clad the baseball cap, and beard helped obscure his face. Then he told Sarah what to do.
“Send it out, to anyone, and everyone you know. Let the news media handle this mess. As for you I need you to say something,” Jason said, now looking at Lila as he pulled up the football captain’s phone.
Jason called 911 to leave a frightening message like he did with the mugger. Lila was hesitant the first time Jason did something like this. But for her daughter she performed of a lifetime. It seemed to work, as the 911 operator immediately said that they were sending units to her location. Once that was confirmed, Jason tossed the cellphone, while still being connected to the police, by the bushes. With a sticking note on it, that says,
“PLAY ME,” in big bold letters. As Jason queued up one of the captain’s video files. Something he didn’t want the public eye, or the authority to see.
With everything set and done, everyone got into their vehicles. Lila got in back with her daughter Jenn, while Lily sat shotgun, and Jason took the driver’s seat. Ronnie decided to drive back with Sarah seeing that they were going the same way. Once everyone was in place, they all drove out of that neighborhood, back on the highway. Heading towards Jason’s house.
The ride back was steeper in total silence, all they could hear was the tiny sobs of Jennifer crying into her mothers shoulders. When they pulled up at the front of the house, everyone got out and went inside. The drugs in Jennifer’s system, had pretty much washed themselves out and could manage to walk on her own. Still though Lila was there, by her daughters side, as they went upstairs to the bathroom, so that she could take a shower.
While they were up stairs, Jason made his way towards the kitchen where he grabbed all the ice from the freezer and placed it on the countertop next to the sink. He managed to take off the leather gloves he was wearing that were caked in dried blood. He tossed them into the sink, and he saw how red and swollen his knuckles are. His hands were sore, and some other areas of his body were going sore too. He pulled up his shirt to reveal several large brushes were starting to form. He needed to ice them down, but he only had two hands. Then that’s where he felt a set of dainty hands on his back.
“What are you doing?” Jason asked as he eyed Lily over his shoulder.
“Checking to see the damage… Ya you’re going to need to ice that down, and probably you’re gonna need a stiff drink.”
Lily directed Ronnie to go get a bottle of whisky from the wet bar down stairs, and Sarah, since she decided to stay there as well, to pull out several frozen food packs from the freezer as well. While they did all of that, Lily began to fill two large bowls with ice and water.
“Here, put your hands in these. 15 on 15 off. That should help with the swelling of your hands. Also take off your shirt, we need to ice those bruises before they get any worse.
“Why are you doing this?” Jason asked, as he was not used to this level of care.
“You fought off an entire football team, to save my niece from a horrible fate. The least I could do is treat your wounds. Now shirt off, hands in bowls.” Lily commanded as she read the frozen food bags, by wrapping them in a cloth towel. Not having the strength to argue, Jason sat down on the nearest stool from the breakfast bar, and did what Lila instructed.
Ronnie came back with whiskey in hand, and proceeded to give poor Jason, and everyone else a drink. Sarah was the only one who couldn’t get one since she was underage, but she did help herself to what was left in the fridge. As Jason had his hands soaked in ice water, Lily had two makeshift ice packs on some of the biggest bruises. Even Ronnie got into the mix, by holding one of the packs on his side. At that point Jason figured an ice bath would solve all of their problems, but he didn’t have that much ice, and he didn’t want to go out and get some. So for now, he would rely on Ronnie, and Lily’s ice bag application.
Not wanting to be left standing and doing nothing. Sarah saw the blood stained glows, and began to hand wash them. Taking extra care that all the blood is out of the groves, and to not get any water in the inside liner. While doing that, she took a quick glance at Jason, and his chiseled pecs. For the first time seeing him shirtless, Sarah couldn’t help but look at the sight of pure masculine form. She knew Jason was strong since she saw him taking out all the Alpha Betas members, but seeing his hard muscles seemed to put a little tingle in her pussy. Also in truth, she wanted to feel his hard muscles under her hands, but there was no room, since Ronnie and Lily were hanging off him. Applying those ice packs on his bruised skin.
While Jason was getting treated by the women downstairs, upstairs, Lila helped her daughter strip and soaked in her jacuzzi tub. She made sure to put the bubble function on, so that her daughter could relax. Then the waterworks and Jennifer just balled her eyes out.
“I’m sorry mother, I’m sorry for being so stupid. I should have listened to you, and never gone out.” Jennifer sobbed between every other word. Wishing the world could swallow her up whole. So she could forget the betrayal Derek has caused her.
“Shhh, shh, shhh. It’s okay, you’re safe now, that’s all that matters. We’re lucky we got there before anything truly vile happened to you. Thank the heavens for that… And Jason,” Lila said somberly, truly thankful for having Jason in her life, even for something so terrible.
“Oh god Jason, I’ve been a total bitch towards him, and yet he came and rescued me. Even beating up my would be raper, before he did anything to me.”
“It wasn’t just your raper sweety. It was the whole team. He fought them off while he was looking for you.”
“All of them?” Jennifer asked warily.
“Yes. I must admit, it was a scary sight. Watching him knock them down like flies. Some got a few good licks in, but Jason was faster.”
“God,” Jennifer sobbed as she placed her head in her hands, as she cried. “I was mean towards him. Thinking he was the worst.”
“I know sweety, and to tell the truth, I thought the same as well. I didn’t want to come here. I didn’t want my family to be near him, but he was my only option. When he offered us a place to stay, I was still weary of him, as he had this aura of danger around him. I knew he was innocent when he went to jail, and suffered hardships that no one could imagine. But I always felt unsafe when I was around him. And yet, when he heard about you being in trouble. He didn’t even ask, he just got up and went for the car. I never asked him to save you. He did that all on his own.
“Why, why would he do that? Even after everything I said to him?” Jennifer asked, her sobbing has reasonably stopped.
“I don’t know, maybe it is because he was falsely accused as a rapist himself. That he felt obligated to take out others. Or maybe because he couldn’t save his coworker, that felt like saving you, is like saving her. Or maybe he doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you. I don’t know, but I am eternally grateful to him for saving you.” Lila said, while brushing her daughter’s hair, glad to hear her calming down after her ordeal.
“Mom, could you please go get him for me. There is something I have, no, I need to do something.” Jennifer asked, while she began to stand up.
“Ok, but first let me help you dry up first.”
While she was helping her daughter dry and dress for the night, Jason was still recovering from the fight. His body ached from the ordeal, not being as once young as he used to be. Still even when he was young, his body always seemed to be in a constant state of pain ever since the incident that happened in prison, SInce the pain happened so much, that he grew used to the feeling. He seems not to remember a time where his body doesn’t ache, a time when he didn’t have to fight to survive. All he remembers is the pain of all that has happened to him, and all the things he had to do to survive. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling, but it helped remind him that nothing is fair in this world, and you should not take anything for granted. In one moment, you could fly high, like nothing could touch you. Then the next you’re crashing into a blazing inferno, and there is no way out but through.
As he was nursing his second glass of whiskey, Lila came down the stairs.
“Ah Jason, could you come up here for a moment. Jennifer wants to talk to you.”
Jason was a little shocked that Jennifer wants to see him, let alone talk to him. But he figured that there was no harm in it. So he got up, dried his hands, put his shirt back in place, and made his way upstairs, right behind Lila. She was standing in her room, in what appears to be one of her mothers night shirts, and looking fragile as ever. They just stood there in total silence; he didn’t know if you were going to tell him off, or break down entirely. He was about to speak up, when all of a sudden, Jennifer lunged into Jason, wrapping her arms around him in a warm embrace.
“Thank you. From the bottom of my heart thank you,” Jennifer said in a muffled voice as her face was buried deep into his shirt. “Thank you for saving me, when you could have not. You risked your life for me. A stupid girl that was nothing, but mean to you. Mean to you for just merely existing. I promise from now on, I’ll be nice to you, because you deserve people to be nice to you.” Jennifer said, as her tears started to well up in her eyes.
While it was a touching statement, what really threw Jason for a loop was the hug she was giving him. It was the first time anyone has ever touched him like that, in a really long long time. Yes he had held Kitty, Lily, and Ronnie, while they were in the minsed of passion, and lust, but Jenniefer’s was a non sexual embrace. A true hug in every sense of the word, and it felt foreign to him. Almost seeming like he forgot what a hug should feel like, or how to properly reciprocate it. While Jennifer hugged him tightly, Jason had his hands up, but not on her body. They were just there floating in the air, unsure where to go. He wasn’t the only one who saw this, Lila also saw the uncertainty in Jason’s eyes; probably the first time she ever saw that since he got out of prison. In the end, he opted for placing his hand on her head, like he does with Shea. Jennifer seems to be liking that decision, because she rubbed her head into his hand, like a cat rubbing into someone’s leg. Nuzzling herself into Jason’s strong hand.
“Thank you, I needed that.” Jennifer said, break their embrace. Then she had a shy look on her face, like she was about to ask something that was embarrassing.
“Could you by chance stay here for the night. Just kinda watch over me while I sleep,” she asked, blushing from the obsitness of the request.
Jason took a quick look at Lila, and saw she too was surprised by Jennifer’s request.
“Please, maybe with you here, I could sleep, ” Jennifer asked, but only in a whisper.
“Sure,” was all that Jason said, still unsure by the whole thing.
Since Jenn’s room had no chairs to sit on, I took the spot next to the bed that was facing the door. Lila tried to lie down with her daughter, but she vetoed it. Lila made the point that she shouldn’t sleep alone tonight in her bed, but as soon as she said that Shea came running in and jumped on the bed.
“You see I won’t be alone,” Jenn reassured her mother, as she held Shea close to her. Finding comfort when holding the dog.
Not wanting to leave her daughter alone; Lila took a spot on the floor, right next to me. From there, Jenn was commanded to turn off the lights by Alexa, and the room was steeped in total darkness. The only light filling the room was the light coming from the hallway by the open door. And even though it was difficult for Jenn, with her mother, Jason, and Shea in the room, she managed to have a dreamless sleep.
Chapter 14
The early morning ray of the sun started to peek over the horizon, as a sign that it was the start of a new day. As if on command, Jason woke up from his seated position by Jennifer’s bed. Old habits die hard, as he wished that he could sleep in, but every time he thought of that, an old voice filled his mind.
“Whoever is first in the field and awaits the coming of the enemy, will be fresh for the fight; whoever is second in the field and has to hasten to battle will arrive exhausted.”
A quote from Sun Tzu, that his old mentor would sometimes say. If you are not to get jumped that day, wake up earlier and prepare for the fight at hand. And while Jason was no longer in prison, he was always ready for a fight that might come his way. He was about to get up when he finally noticed that there was a weight on his leg. He looked down and saw Lila using his thigh as a pillow. She was slightly snoring, like she was having a pleasant dream. To Jason, she looked peaceful, despite everything that happened the other night. Then Lila started to stir from her sleep, being disturbed by Jason’s movements.
She slowly woke from her sleep, taking her a few moments to realize that she wasn’t in her room, or her bed. Then the realization set in, that she was in her daughter’s room, and that she slept on something hard, and warm. It was Jason’s lap; sometime during the night, she dozed off and slept on Jason’s lap, using it as a warm pillow. Redness filled her cheeks, as she realized what she had done, and quickly sat up. That seemed to catch his attention, as he now looked at her.
“You’re up.”
“Ah, yeah, I’m up,” Lila said, not knowing what to say at that moment.
“Well I better get up, and make some coffee.”
But before Jason did, Lila shot out her hand, and stopped him. “Wait,” she asked, in a low voice, trying to not wake her daughter.
“I wanted to thank you for saving my daughter. I wanted to say something last night, but Jenn kinda beat me to the punch. But still, thank you, Jason. Thank you for fighting for her, even when she wasn’t your daughter. Thank you for taking us in, when you could have just as easily turned your back on us. Thank you for giving us clothes, and food, even though you haven’t asked for anything in return. I should have been thanking you every day, but I didn’t, because I was afraid of you. I still am, if I am being honest, but still, that doesn’t change how grateful I am. Thank you.”
Jason just sat there, while he listened as Lila spoke her thanks. It was weird for him to listen to her while she thanked him. It was a new feeling that he hadn’t had in a while, or felt from another person– gratitude. He had never once felt gratitude from another person in a long time; it was a strange feeling for him. Then he felt her wrap her arms around his neck, and she pulled him in close to her. He had no idea what was going on, or what she was doing. Was she going for a hug? Was she making him look at her? But all questions were answered, when he turned at the last second, and their lips accidentally touched.
Lila wanted to show her appreciation towards Jason, so she wanted to plant a kiss on Jason’s cheek. But as she drew him in closer, she closed her eyes and waited until his cheek was near. That was a mistake because if she had kept her eyes open, she would have seen Jason turning his head, as he wondered what she was doing. Their lips met, and a shockwave filled both of their bodies. Jason was expecting something that he hadn’t felt in years, the soft lips of a beautiful woman. As for Lila, as soon as their lips met, her body heated up on instinct and her heart, actually skipped a beat, from the sensual contact. The kiss only lasted for about a second, but for them, it felt like an eternity.
Red-faced, and completely embarrassed, Lila ripped herself from Jason’s firm lips and turned away.
“Sorry, it was supposed to be a peck on the cheek,” Lila said, while trying to keep her heart rate down. She had never felt that way when she kissed a man before. She couldn’t tell if it was from embarrassment, or something else.
“It’s all right, accidents happen… Well, I better go start making some breakfast.”
Jason slowly got up from the floor, his bones ached and popped, from the fighting at the frat house. They popped so loud, that even Lila could hear them. With a bit of a limp, Jason made his way quietly out of the door.
“Jason, wait,” she said, trying to keep her voice down. “Could you possibly make those blueberry pancakes of yours? Even though she doesn’t say it, Jenn loves your pancakes, and it might help her to eat something that’s comforting to her.”
“Sure, anything else?” he asked.
“Maybe that special coffee Ronnie buys for you, We could use some of that.”
Jason nodded and went downstairs. First to do some stretches to help loosen up his body, then to take on the role of cook for five women who are currently in his house. While Jenn and Lila were sleeping in Jennifer’s room, Ronnie and Sarah decided to stay for the night. Mostly because they wanted to be there for Jenn when she woke up, plus it was too late to be driving at night. While they did have the extra rooms for Sarah to sleep in, they were not turned down, so Lily gave Sarah her room, while Lily and Ronnie took Lila’s room. Ronnie felt a little weird sleeping in bed with another grown woman, but Lily was persistent. Also Lily wanted someone to hold her, while she worried about her niece. Despite Ronnie’s initial reluctance, she found holding Lily while sleeping, quite pleasing. She always thought Lily was beautiful, and so was Lila. At one point, she thought they were twins. To Ronnie’s shame, as she drifted off to sleep while holding Lily close to her, she had a vivid wet dream with Lily and her sister.
Lily, and Ronnie both woke up to the smell of sizzling bacon and drifted through the kitchen and up the stairs. One by one, they made their way down the stairs and filled their bellies. Lila came down and stacked plates of pancakes for both her and her daughter. Sarah also came down, but she only opted for the fruit salad mix, and coffee. She made sly glances at Jason, trying to see the best opportunity to make her move; she still couldn’t believe that Jason took out all those guys for her friend. Ronnie, on the other hand, was busy outside making phone calls to colleagues, and cops that she knew. She wanted updates on the investigation into the Alpha Beta members. The news had done reports on the house, but was vague on the details; saying that there was still an open investigation into the frat house, and the wanderer that attacked them.
Jason’s little disguise worked, since no one could identify him, plus with the social media post, and the phone call to 911, they couldn’t cover it up. Still, Ronnie was furious at how slow, and how limited the information was. She saw Jennifer as her daughter, and she wanted the men that were about to hurt her to pay.
“Ha. Still, they tell me nothing. You would think a house full of rapists would warrant more manpower. But according to my sources, they are more focused on the guy who beat up the entire football team,” Ronnie said, exasperated at the stupidity of the police department, as she stormed into the kitchen grabbing another coffee, that Jason poured out for her.
“That doesn’t surprise me. The guy said that they had powerful backers. I wouldn’t be surprised that they are pulling more strings to turn their investigation,” Jason said to Ronnie, like he didn’t care what they did, because he knew he had the smoking gun.
“Why do you sound like you are not worried? They could imprison you for assault. You will be back in jail,” this time, it was Lily who spoke up worried for Jason’s well-being.
“Because I have evidence that would put everyone involved in that house in jail. Including all of those powerful benefactors.”
“You’re telling me that you had this evidence on these assholes, and you didn’t bother to tell me, or the police,” Ronnie said, swearing toward Jason for the first time.
“We did leave something for the police to find, but as for my copy, it’s in your email,” Jason informed them.
Ronnie quickly looked through her phone, and sure enough, there was an unread email from Trent’s email account. On it was a complete backup of Trent’s phone. Ronnie quickly scrolled through the files, and her stomach churned at the sight of them.
“You’re telling me that this is everything that the guy had,” Ronnie said, trying to settle her stomach.
“Yeah, so tell me, is that enough to burn them all down?” Jason asked, as he began to clean the dishes.
“Oh, this is more than enough to burn them down, that there would be nothing but ashes. Let me save a copy and I’ll send this to a detective I know, and trust. Once she sees this, she is like a bulldog. She won’t let it go,” Ronnie said, with a fiery stare in her eyes, as she forwarded the email.
“You will do that for us, V?” Lila asked, as soon as she came down the stairs with empty plates, having heard everything that Jason and Ronnie were saying.
“Of course, Lu. Jennifer is like a daughter to me. And I want to see those bastards burn for doing that to her. With everything that Jason has on them, it would be a slam dunk,” Ronnie reassured her friend.
And to everyone’s surprise, Lila jumped into Ronnie’s arms and gave her a big hug.
“Thank you,” she said, in a soft tone, while also looking at Jason, making sure he saw her thanks.
“It’s no problem, Lu. So how’s she doing?”
Taking a deep sigh, she told it as it was. “She is still shaken up by all of it. She told me that they didn’t do anything, thank god for that– but she was still a bit guarded… God, I wish we could just go away. Go far away and put all of last night behind us, even for a little bit.”
“Lu, I may have an idea for that. You know, a getaway, a vacation,” Ronnie explained, as she had the perfect place in mind. The only problem is, whether or not Jason would go for it.
“What are you talking about? A getaway?” Lila asked.
“Yeah. When Jason got this house, he also got a few other properties around the country. One of which is a large oak cabin in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. It’s located on a mountain resort, and at this time of year, it is a beautiful place to be. If it’s all right with Jason, we could go over there, for the rest of Christmas vacation. A nice getaway for you, Jenn, and whoever wants to go.”
“Ronnie, a mountain resort?” This time, Lily’s interest piqued.
“Yes, and since Jason now owns the cabin, he and his guest have access to all the resort features. Like skiing, the spa, five-star restaurants, and everything else in between.”
“Wow, that sounds amazing,” Lily exclaimed, as she had never once skied in her life, but had always wanted to.
“Yeah, it does.” Then Lila looked at Jason, hoping he would go for it. “Well Jason, what do you say? Can we use your cabin, at least for a week, maybe two, until Jennifer is feeling better?”
Jason just stood there contemplating what to do. “If we do go, how do we get there?” he asked.
“Well, luckily for us, my firm has its private jet that they use for clients. It helps them travel to where they are, including Jackson Hole. I’m sure if I request the plane, we could use it, all you need to do is pay for fuel. As for the cabin, I’ll just call ahead, and have the resort staff have it ready when you arrive. New bed sheets, towels, a fully stocked kitchen, and other amenities that you need. So what do you say, Jason, are you in?” Ronnie asked, hoping he would go for it.
“Sure, why not. I will have to see the property anyway, so this just gives me an excuse to see it now. Ronnie, prepare for all of those who want to go, including yourself,” Jason said, as he noticed the shock and glee on Ronnie’s face.
“Really? You want me to come along?” she asked.
“Yeah, I will need your help navigating me, and everyone else while we are there,” Jason explained.
“Can I come, too? I always wanted to see a ski resort. Plus, I want to be there for my best friend,” Sarah jumped in, hoping to tag along
“Honey, are you sure, what about your mother?” Lila asked, unsure if to bring her along.
“You know how she is. I’m sure if I left for a week, she wouldn’t even notice, probably,” she said somberly, wishing she had a more caring mother like Jennifer was with hers.
“Okay, but only if it’s okay with Jason, and you make sure you tell your mother where you are going, and that you are with us.”
“Well, Mr. Solace, can I come, as well? I promise I’ll behave,” she batted her eyelashes toward him.
“Sure. Ronnie, make the preparations.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll have them ready as soon as possible. Most likely, tomorrow morning we depart, unless something changes. By the way, I suggest buying winter, and snow wear. It gets pretty chilly up there,” Ronnie explained, as she began to make the phone calls.
“Yay, another shopping trip,” Lily jumped in the air, as she couldn’t wait to buy something sexy to wear for Jason.
Everyone, including Jennifer, went to the mall for another round of clothes shopping. Jason, of course, paid for everything, with the promise that they would pay him back. The ladies decided to go with neon-colored snow wear, each one going with a different color, while Jason opted for the standard black snowsuit. They also bought themselves snow pants, snow shoes, thermal clothes, and everything else in between. Jason couldn’t believe how expensive snow wear could be. Especially when you only wear it for certain times out of the year. But one of his greatest purchases was a Shearling duster coat that reminded him of the duster that K wore in the ‘Blade Runner’ movie– one of the few movies that he watched while in prison. He loved the way it felt, and according to Lily and Sarah, it made him look dashing and tough.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly after the shopping trip. Ronnie did secure the plane for their travel and was also informed the cabin would be ready when they arrived in the morning. Sarah did tell her mother about the trip, and after a bit of a heated argument, she got the go-ahead to travel; went back to her place, packed a bag, and made her way back to Jason’s house. With everybody back at the house, including Ronnie and her travel bag, everyone slept in peace. Jennifer still slept with Shea in her room, while Lila slept right next to her. Ronnie and Lily decide to sleep in the same bed together, while Sarah took one of the spare rooms. Jason always slept in his room.
The next day, at the brink of dawn, everyone made their way to the local airfield, where their private jet waited. It was a luxury ‘G-Five’ airplane, that was as opulent, as it was expensive. Everyone piled into the plane, took their seats, and awaited takeoff. Shea had a tough time while being in a confined space while moving, but a few simple commands from Jason, and she was right as rain.
The flight only took a couple of hours, so when they landed at the airfield that was close to the resort, the sun barely shone through the mountain range. White blankets of snow were as far as the eye could see. Jennifer, Sarah, and even Lily, squealed in delight as they saw more snow in one area than they had previously seen in their lives. They even ran into a snow pile and made a few snow angels, and threw a few snowballs, just having the time of their lives. That seemed to bring a smile to Jason and Ronnie’s faces, but as for Lila, she was shivering from the cold. Even with the extra layers of thermo clothing, she still shook.
At the airfield, there awaited two Lincoln Navigator SUVs, to take them to Jason’s cabin. It was about an hour’s drive, but once they got there, all the women were in awe of the large oak cabin. It was a two-story house with a large bay window that went all the way to the ceiling, showing the million-dollar view of the snowy mountain ranges. It had all the amenities that they would need to spend the week or so there. Fully stocked kitchen, large steam room, four master-size rooms, and a large fireplace that gave it that homey feeling. It also had a large, twelve-foot Douglas fir Christmas tree, that made the whole cabin smell like Christmas. Ronnie thanked the drivers for unloading their luggage and was surprised that they left one of the Navigators for them to drive around town, and the resort.
While everyone tried to look for their rooms, a problem occurred, six people in four rooms. In the end, Jason opted for the large sofa that looked like it could sit ten people. The women protested and said that they would gladly double up in a room so he could have one for himself. He said no, and told them that a couch was more than fine. That he would get better sleep if he slept in one. This was true since he had a hard time sleeping in such a large bed, even back home. In the end, they all relented, and let Jason sleep on the couch. Ronnie, Sarah, and Lily got their rooms, while Lila and Jennifer shared the largest room. Lila wanted to be near her daughter in her time of need.
After everyone was settled in, they made their way to Snow King Mountain Resort. It was what Jason expected for a high-end resort. Pricey lounge, with even-pricier beer. The clientele was also less than desirable for Jason’s taste. Silicon Valley millionaires, Wall Street sharks, and trust-fund kids, with more money than sense in the world. There were trophy wives and mistresses, with more silicon than a dildo-making factory. The true sense of opulence and sumptuousness, for anyone that was there, and Jason and his party were right in the middle of it.
Jason didn’t want to spend too much time there, so he led them to the ski and snowboard rental shop. While everyone was looking for the right gear with help from Ronnie, who had gone skiing before, Jason found the clerk and paid for their rental fees, and skiing lessons. Everyone looked ridiculous while holding their gear, as they made their way outside to the kiddie slopes.
They screamed newbies, to all the avid skiers and regulars of that resort. The girls didn’t notice, but Jason did, especially a trio of trust-fund brats that were eyeing Ronnie and Sarah, since they were the only members of the group that were more endowed, that even their full ski jackets couldn’t hide– Ronnie’s large DD breasts, and Sarah’s phat ass. He also noticed that several were commenting on Lila, Lily, and Jennifer, saying that they all looked so much alike, that they could be sisters. One guy in particular said that he would pay top dollar for a wild foursome with all three. He just didn’t know that while he was saying that, Jason was right next to him. Each one of them was very excited with every single one of Jason’s girls. So when it came time to leave, all five women turned to Jason with happy smiles, causing several of the men’s faces to drop, showing that they had been taken, and all by one man.
For the next hour, everyone in Jason’s group was being taught the fundamentals of skiing, and mountain safety, by an uppity college girl, named Kami, short for Kamilah. Jason wasn’t too good with the skis, so he sat that one out, and let the others have their fun. Since it was not Ronnie’s first time on skis, she breezed through all the beginner lessons. Lily and Sarah had a much tougher time in the beginning, but once they got their footing, they managed to stay upright without falling. Jennifer, on the other hand, realized that skiing was not for her, so once she switched to snowboarding, she was running circles around the others. Jason would later find out that in her younger years, Jennifer went through a tomboy phase, and would run with kids at the skatepark.
While all four of them ran laps around the beginner slopes, Jason stood at the edge of the path, watching them have fun. Alongside him was Lila, who opted out of skiing on the declaration that she was freezing, even though she had extra layers on. She was breathing hard on her mitten-covered fingers trying to bring warmth back into them, all the while Jason stood still, seeming unaffected by the weather.
“How in the fuck, are you not freezing?” she asked, with a slight stutter in her voice.
“I just have a stronger will than most people,” he said with a bit of an amused smile, shocked that Lila would curse at him. As it turned out, when Lila was uncomfortable, or in severe distress, she would forgo politeness, and go cursing like a sailor.
“And these hand warmers I have in my boots and pockets,” Jason said, with a smug grin.
“Hand warmers, you’re telling me that you had fucking hand warmers this entire time,” she said, flabbergasted that he didn’t offer her any.
“Yeah, and if you want, I could… HEY!” Jason yelped out, as Lila jumped at him and shoved her hands deep into his pockets.
She sighed, as her mittened hands found warmth. Basking in the feeling of warmth flowing back into her fingers, all the while oblivious to the fact that she was standing too close to Jason. They stood there for a few minutes, gathering the eyes of a few weary travelers.
“Ah, you know I have extras, if you want any,” he said, as he pulled out a small stack of hand warmers for both boots and hands, still packaged in plastic.
Breaking the bliss of finally having warmth in her hands, she finally blinked and realized how close she was to Jason. Then just as quickly as she forced her hands into Jason’s pocket, she quickly yanked them out.
Blushing from ear to ear, she apologized for her actions and thanked Jason for the offer. But when she went to retrieve the offered item, instead of one, she grabbed the whole stack and began tearing them open. Shoving them inside various jacket pockets to not only warm her hands but various parts of her body. She sighed in relief as warmth flooded her body. Jason only chuckled at the sight, finally realizing how much Lila hated the cold.
He didn’t say anything afterward; he just continued to watch over the girls as they kept going up and down the beginner’s slope. Everything seemed right in the world, until a commotion broke out, by the employee side entrance.
“Hey! If you walk away right now, then you’re fired!” yelled an angry man, who looked to be the manager.
“Yeah, fool, then who cares. I didn’t spend seven years working for this shit. I have ambitions. So FUCK YOU!” the man yelled, as he threw his apron at the manager, showing everyone how fed up he is with the job, and how angry at the world he was.
Lila couldn’t help looking at Jason, when she heard that man mention prison. Forgetting sometimes that he just came out of an eighteen-year sentence. Then, she started to wonder why Jason hadn’t shown his fits of rage or anger. Especially, when he was sent to prison for something he didn’t even commit. She was about to ask him about that, but was interrupted by Lily.
“Boy, what a show,” she said, as she looked at the public fight between the ex-con and the manager.
Jason and Lila turned around and saw everyone was back from the slopes, tired and red-faced from all the fun they had.
“Yeah, well let’s forget about them. Now come on, I need something to warm up,” Sarah commented, as she was starting to shiver.
That seemed to gather the attention of the rest of the group because they all noticed that they, too, could use something hot to drink. So one by one, they all stored their skis and snowboards on the racks outside, and made their way to the lounge area. It was the same as they first entered, except that the three trust-fund kids had set up a little poker table at the corner edge of the lounge. Jason didn’t pay too much mind to it, that was until he noticed that the kids were doing some funny business with the cards. Not one moment later, a large man in a cowboy hat yelled out and stormed off. Furious that he just lost close to seventy-five grand to the trust-fund trio. Jason paid them no mind, until one of the trio called for him.
“Hey you, the guy with all the chicks hanging around you. Wanna play?” the kid with the Harvard sweater yelled out, toward Jason.
“Yeah, come on, you look like a guy who knows how to play,” said another one, only this time, he had white frosted-tip hair.
Jason contemplated this for a moment, about to decline, until the third member of the group spoke up.
“Yeah, come on, man, and bring us some of that arm candy with you. I’m sure they could get quite lonely being all by themselves. Don’t worry, we have some warm laps for them to sit on.”
That seemed to put Jason over the edge, so he agreed to join them. Only so that he could teach them some manners, and put them in their place. For the next thirty minutes, they pretty much played a straight game, where Jason was pretty much winning. But he knew it was a lure, make your mark comfortable by letting him win. Then when he is invested, you up the ante and suddenly, that person’s luck can go the wrong way. Jason had seen this con before, while he was locked up; it was a classic card hustle, but unbeknownst to the three trust-fund kids, Jason was well ahead of them, and was ready to flip the hustle onto them.
“Fuck, another full house. Damn, Archer, you are certainly on a roll,” the Harvard shirt guy said, using the alias Jason had given them.
“What can I say, I feel extremely lucky today,” Jason said, trying to come off as arrogant, showing that he was having a blast. Then the up ante came into play, something Jason was expecting.
“You know what? I need to make some money back,” Harvard shirt said.
“Yeah, with what money?” the frosted-tip guy said.
“Ah, how about this.” He then pulled out a key fob. “These are the keys to my Mercedes SLR McLaren. It retails for about three million. So, does this buy me back in?” he asked, knowing that this was all part of their plan. He didn’t mind using his dad’s car, since their con always worked, and they believed that Jason was just an average sucker.
“Oh, I am in. I can’t wait to drive that car of yours,” the annoying guy in the group said, moving their plan further.
“Sure, but what about the new guy?” asked the frosted-tip guy.
Jason sat there, pretending to think about it, while trying to not seem eager. Then he said, “Sure, I always wanted to drive a Mercedes.”
“Okay good, but what do you put up as collateral? I mean this is an expensive car, I am sure you have something of value for us.”
“Ah, well, I don’t have a million dollars on me, but what the hell– I am on a hot streak; so tell me, what do you guys want that is fitting for collateral?” Jason asked, just waiting for them to fall into his trap.
“Your women. We want your women,” the annoying guy said.
“You want my girls, but which one?” Jason asked, pretending to not like this.
“Well, figuring the value of the car, how about all of them? If you win, you get everything that is in the pot, including the car. But if we win, then we have your girls for the rest of the time you are here. Does that sound good? Don’t worry, we will show them a good time,” Harvard sweater said.
That just made Jason’s blood boil, but he kept his composure.
“I don’t know. What about you guys, what are waging for your friend’s car? I and he can’t be the only ones upping the ante,” Jason said to the other two guys, hoping to swindle them out of their fathers’ money.
“All right, all right. As a show of good faith, I’ll bet my Rolex. It’s no McLaren, but it is worth a hundred grand,” said the frosted-tip guy.
“I don’t have anything fancy like a car, or a watch, but I do have this.” The annoying guy pulled out a plastic card, with a bitcoin logo on the front. “This thing has some crypto that is priced at almost a hundred thousand dollars. What do you say, would that suffice?” taunting Jason, not realizing that Jason was smiling on the inside.
“I don’t know guys, that seems like a lot of money, and I hate for you all to lose it. I mean I am on a hot streak. And besides, five girls just seems too little,” Jason said, trying to not look too eager. He wanted the trio to be assured that he was a pushover, and would not back out at the last minute.
“Nonsense, have you seen your ladies, they are a smoke show. And besides, you have a larger pot. So what do you say, are you in? Or are you not man enough for this kind of action,” Harvard shirt guy said.
“I think he is. Hey, if he backs out, why don’t we make a run for his girls, anyway. I’m sure that they could use a real man to show them a really good time,” the annoying guy taunted, trying to hurt Jason’s pride.
“Hey, I am man enough. Okay, I am in. You are going to regret going up against me,” Jason said, with as much bravado as he could; seeing the glee on the trio’s faces thinking they just won.
“Okay, here we go,” said the Harvard shirt guy, as he dealt the cards, using the hand signals and card mechanics that he and his friends had worked on.
It took a few hands, but Jason caught on, as to what the guys used to cheat. It was a simple card installation and almost-obvious signaling. He did lose a chunk of his money, but he just narrowed in on how to beat them. Then Ronnie and Sarah showed up right beside him.
“There you are, we were looking all over for you,” Ronnie said, as she approached Jason and the trust-fund trio. “So what is going on over here?”
“Well, little lady. Your boy, Archer, here has decided to play us, and he bet all of you girls are part of the pot.”
“Archer?” Sarah asked in a confused whisper, but Ronnie stepped in and took the lead in the conversation, since she knew why they called Jason, Archer.
“Is that true? You bet us like some common floozie?”
“He sure did, honey, and it looks like his luck is changing for the worst, but don’t worry. We three will give you girls a proper good time. Even more than this boomer that you walked in with,” said the annoying guy.
“Is this true?” Ronnie asked Jason.
“Yeah, I kinda bet you all. And it looks like my luck is changing. But don’t worry I will turn it around,” Jason said, as he acted like a beta bitch.
As he spoke to Ronnie, he kept his back on the guys. Ronnie looked down and even though Jason’s words held no weight behind them, his eyes told her that he had a plan. They were the same eyes he had when he dealt with the mugger, her ex, and the Alpha Betas. They were the eyes of a man who had a plan, and the will to see it through.
So deciding to play along, she hugged Sarah close to her so she wouldn’t voice her opinion and said, “Okay, fine. But you better win, and when you do, you will buy me something nice. And it better be expensive,” acting like a spoiled, rich, gold-digger trophy wife that her firm always had to deal with.
“Oh, don’t worry, babe. When he loses, I will buy you something really expensive. By any chance do you like pearl necklaces?” the frosted-tip guy said, the double entendre was not lost on Jason or any of the guys on the table.
For the next hour, all four of them were playing poker. They were drawing a sizeable crowd, especially of the wager that each of the players threw out. Even the cowboy guy that lost to the trio earlier was there. Ronnie had to explain to the girls what she heard from Jason, and that she believes that he has a plan. They were all apprehensive, more so with Lila and Jennifer, but Ronnie said that they should wait and see. And they were not disappointed in the outcome.
Annoying and frosted-tip guys lost all of their chips, including what they wagered. Luckily for them, their friend, Harvard sweater guy had them and had the most money. They were pissed, since Jason was lasting longer than their normal marks. And the mere fact that Jason still had the chips that represented his girls on his side. The Harvard guy could have cashed out, but he was too invested in the game. Plus, when he saw the William girls standing together, he couldn’t back down since he had always wanted a triplet foursome–so his cock overruled him in backing out. Then with one last draw, he got the final king that gave him a full house.
“You know, it’s been fun, but I think it is time to end this. I am all in.”
“All in. You must be bluffing, there is no way you would go all in just like that.”
“Maybe I am, or maybe I have the cards. Only one way to find out. So come on, be a man, call, and show these people that you have the balls to do it,” the Harvard guy taunted him, knowing with his card mechanic that he had the upper hand, but he needed Jason to make that final all-in move.
“I think you’re bluffing. I am all in.”
With all the chips on the table, including the Rolex, the bitcoin card, the key fob to the Mercedes, and all the chips that represented the girls, Harvard shirt showed his hand.
“Read ’em and weep, like a little bitch. Full house, king high,” the Harvard guy bounded, earning gasps from around the room.
“Wow, I guess you weren’t bluffing. Go figure,” Jason said, as he slumped on his chair. But not as a sign of defeat, but glad that the game was over, and he didn’t have to deal with the trust-fund trio.
“That’s right, I wasn’t bluffing. Now, your women are mine.”
“I would hold off on that if I were you. You see, a full house is good. It is really good. But in this case, it is not just good enough.” Then, Jason flipped over his cards showing six, seven, eight, nine, and ten–all in spades. “My straight flush trumps your full house.”
And just like that, the room filled with gasps that might have started another snow avalanche. The trio sat stunned, not believing what they just saw. They lost, and not only that, they lost big.
“WHAT JUST HAPPENED? HOW DID WE LOSE? WE NEVER LOSE!” shouted the annoying guy, even more, annoying since his voice went up a few octaves.
“You screwed up. You royally screwed up,” said the frosted-tip guy, regretting the fact he bet his family watch.
“How. It was foolproof?” Harvard shirt slumped in his seat, trying to figure out how to explain to his dad how he lost the car. His prized car.
Then to everyone’s surprise, Lily and Sarah jumped onto the guy’s lap, while Ronnie was right behind the Harvard guy, slowly caressing his shoulders.
“Too bad, fellas, and to think we could have such a nice time together,” Lily said, as she rubbed her body on top of frosted-tip guy’s lap.
“Yeah. We could have had so much fun,” Sarah said, grinding her large phat ass on top of the annoying guy’s lap.
“Yeah, well, better luck next time. See you around,” Ronnie teased, loving seeing the three boys being put in their place, while slyly looking at Jason, as her pussy juices started to reach her panties. Then as one, all three girls moved away from them.
“I better have the title to the car by the end of the week.” Then, Jason decided to lean a little closer and whispered something only the three could hear. “And if I were you, I’d play a straight game next time. Who knows what will happen if you were caught rigging the deck? Oh, and before I forget, I better not see you guys anywhere near my girls, and you better not cause trouble for any of us. Or else, I might tell a certain cowboy that you swindled him out of his money.”
Jason didn’t give them time to speak, he just grabbed his chips, and everything else that was in the pot, and headed for the cash-out place.
“Jason, what just happened?” Lila asked, as he sat at the bar.
“Let’s just say that those guys think that they could cheat me.”
“So those guys were cheating. How did you know?” Ronnie asked.
“They didn’t just arrest murderers and rapists. In lockup, there was a guy who was a professional con man and card mechanic; a guy who can manipulate cards to help favor them. I played with him, and he showed me how to spot a cheat, and how to turn their con against them. The trust-fund brats were using simple-but-effective card manipulation. But I caught it early and I flipped it on them.”
“Wow, a great cook, an excellent fighter, super rich, and a card shark. What will you show us next, eh, Jason,” Lily mused, as she sauntered over to Jason?
They were about to say something else, until they were interrupted.
“Woo, Doggy. I have never seen a game like that in ages. And I must say, I did love to see you put those snot-nosed brats in their place. Henry Dutton is the name,” the cowboy from earlier said, as he stuck out his hand towards Jason.
“Archer,” Jason spoke, as he shook the cowboy’s hand.
“Please meet you, Mr. Archer. If I may, let me buy you a drink.”
Jason didn’t argue with the kind gesture. As Henry ordered the drinks, he asked Ronnie to go take everyone to the dining area, since it was well past lunchtime.
“Okay, and what do you want for your plate?” Ronnie asked.
“Porterhouse steak, medium well, with a baked potato.”
“Wow a man after my own heart,” Henry joked once he heard Jason order. “I must say you are one lucky bastard for having so many beautiful women hanging all over you like that.”
“Yeah well, treat them right, and in return, they will treat you the same.”
“Amen to that, brother. That’s the same way with me and my wife. Thirty years and we are still strong,” Henry said, as he handed Jason his drink.
“Speaking of your wife, where is she?”
“Oh, taking care of some business back at home. This was supposed to be our vacation, but what can you do? Lucky she is flying in tomorrow from Texas.”
“Ah, so you are from Texas, as well.”
“Wait, where are you from?” Henry asked.
“Houston, just got here today,” Jason explained.
“Oh, no wonder I like you. I can sense the cowboy spirit in you. As for me, I am from San Antonio, but we have places all over the state, including a nice little condo at South Padre Island. Maybe if your girls and the wife get along, then who knows? We might get together for a little summer fun.”
“You make it sound like we are friends.”
“Well, of course, we are. Us country folk must stick together.”
“All right. Well, since we are friends now, could you tell me if there is a jeweler or watch shop, where I could sell this,” Jason said. Holding up the Rolex.
“Well I do know one here, but why sell it, that looks like a fancy piece of watch, right there.”
“Too flashy for my taste. More of a TAG Heuer kind of guy.”
“Oh really, you know I have one of those right now. But I must say that Rolex looks better than the one I have.”
“Well then. How about this, an even trade, your watch for mine.”
“No, I can not accept that, besides your watch is worth twice as much as mine. I can’t swindle you like that.”
“It’s not swindling if I am making the offer. And besides, I like the look of your watch better. Plus, if you are still hesitant about the trade, then how about including the watch, you will also owe me a favor. Sounds fair?” Jason asked, while sticking out his hand.
“Sounds fair,” Henry said, while shaking his hand.
“Good, now for that favor.”
From there, Jason explained to the cowboy how he got cheated by the trust-fund brats. He told them how they did it, and what to look out for, so he wouldn’t be fooled by it again.
“Those varmints. I should go teach those boys a lesson in cheating a Texan,” Henry almost shouted, and was about to stand up until Jason put a hand on him.
“Not yet, you still owe me that favor.”
“Okay, so what. You want me to teach those guys a lesson? Is that why you told me about the cheating?” Henry asked.
“No, I told you so that when the time comes, you will help me make sure that they don’t welch on their bet. Mainly the car. You see they bet daddy’s car, and they are going to try to weasel their way out of it. I could tell they are rats. So if they don’t do good, or if their father comes to bail them out, then it pays to have someone by my side.”
“Okay, I can see why you might need my help. But what if they do pay, what is in it for me?”
“The satisfaction of seeing those boys being put in their place. Plus a fancy gold watch that just so happens to come from them. Might also soften the blow from losing so much money.”
“Oh, so that’s why you offered the watch.”
“Pretty much, yeah. So what do you say? Do we have a deal?” Jason asked, as he stuck out his hand.
“Boy, my wife is sure going to like you. It’s a deal, but I won’t use up your favor. That I will gladly do for free.”
And with that, they both shook hands. They both exchanged cards so that they could keep in contact. Jason gave him Ronnie’s card, since he didn’t have one of his own. When Henry asked whose name was on the card, he explained that it was his lawyer and that she was the one that took his order.
“Wowee, I wish my lawyer was that pretty. I’m just stuck with a middle-aged bald guy, who can’t tell the difference between up and down.”
They made their way to the jeweler, who had luckily just gotten back from lunch. They both gave him the watches to be cleaned and bands resized to fit their wrists. With the expected due date at hand, Henry and Jason both went their separate ways, with the promise to meet up again; only this time, with their women.
Lunch was a brief affair; Jason managed to get there right when his food arrived. While the steak was good, it couldn’t justify the hundred-dollar price tag. With a tummy full of food, and muscles exhausted for the day, they declared that it was time to head back to the cabin. As they made it to the valet, Jason presented the car keys and ticket stubs for the Navigator, and his new Mercedes SLR, only it wasn’t going to be his much longer.
“Wow, Jason. is Is that the car you just won?” Jennifer and Lily asked in glee, as they saw the arctic-silver car with the Mercedes logo, make her way up the driveway.
“That isn’t just a car, that is a Mercedes SLR McLaren, one of the fastest cars in their lineup,” Ronnie explained, almost breathless, as she looked at her dream car.
“Yup, and it is yours,” Jason said, as he dropped the key fob into Ronnie’s hands.
“Wait? WHAT…!?” She then looked down at the keys, “No, sir–it’s too much. I cannot accept this. After all, it’s your car; you won it fair and square,” Ronnie explained, as she tried to comprehend what was happening.
“Yeah, I did. Which means I can do whatever I want with it. I don’t want it, and I don’t plan on driving it. So, I will give it to you. Think of it as an end-of-the-year bonus for all your hard work.”
“But I can’t. It’s too much.”
Ronnie couldn’t believe what she was saying, she wanted that car, she needed that car, and Jason was giving it to her on a silver platter. Hers to take. Hers to own.
“Okay. Well, if you don’t want it. I could give it to someone–”
“NO! I’ll take it,” Ronnie told him, pulling her hands away from Jason before he took back the key.
Ronnie saw the smirk on Jason’s face, and all that made her do was blush profusely. Realizing that it was the reaction that he was looking for.
“Come on, Ronnie. I want to feel how this baby runs,” Lily shouted, as she was at the passenger door, along with Sarah and Jennifer.
Ronnie sped down the highway, loving the feel of the engine as it rumbled in her seat. She wasn’t the only one–Lily, Sarah, and Jennifer joined in, as they had squeezed themselves into the car. They all whooped with glee, as Ronnie turned into the private airfield; from where she let the car fly. All the while, with every shift, and every turn, in the back of Ronnie’s mind, she pondered on what to do with Jason. After all, what do you do for a man that didn’t just give you a car, but got you the ultimate dream car? She pondered this all the way back to the cabin, as the distance grew shorter, her pussy began to grow even more damp.
Ronnie pulled the car into the cabin’s driveway. She and all the other girls had huge smiles on their faces, like they had all seen the magical eighth wonder of the world.
“I take it, you enjoyed the car?” Lila asked, while she waited outside for them to arrive.
“Lu, if I could, I would marry this car right here, right now,” Ronnie cooed, as she ran her hand up and down the warm hood.
“Yeah, mom, her car is sweet. Auntie Ronnie drove it so fast, we all thought we were in NASCAR,” Jennifer hummed, as she and Sarah got out of the car.
“Oh really?” Lila asked, showing a look of admonishment.
“Put that look away, sis. Ronnie, here, is an expert driver. And I must say, she knows how to handle that stick shift. Ain’t that right, Ronnie,” Lily mused, as she saw the little red blush from Ronnie, at the mention of the stick shift. “Speaking of the stick shift. Where is our fearless leader?”
“He is inside, reading one of his books,” Lila informed.
“Well, why don’t we make our presence known to him; after all, he did win us in a bet.”
All five women made their way inside from the frigid cold air of the outside to the warm embrace of the inside. Jason decided to start a fire in the large fireplace that was the focal point of the cabin. As for Jason, he was lying on the couch, sleeping the day away.
“Oh, look at him, he is all tuckered out,” Lily cooed, as they quietly approached the couch.
“You know, looking past the cold, tough-guy exterior of his, he does look pretty cute,” Ronnie commented.
“He sure does,” Sarah mused, wondering if she would find some alone time with him.
“Come on, ladies; let the man rest,” Lila ordered out. But at the same time, she, too, found Jason’s slumbering form quite cute.