The Enigma Broker

Alisha was a large, black woman with carefully cropped hair. She had a diverse background of nursing, wrestling, and religion. She had been on again, off again with this bouncer-turned-enforcer-turned-power broker for years. They drifted together for sex and to support various criminal activities. She would have liked to change how they lived but realized that was a false dream.

Her expression reflected doubt as she questioned, “Lordy boy, are you sure this is a good idea? My feeling is this situation is about like the time my brother stirred up a fire ant bed, and then him and some of his friends pitched me on buck naked for wrecking his shiny new bicycle. I’m here to tell you that I got bit in areas that I only let you nibble on. So here I am again with that awful feeling in my …”

LJ cut her off. “Honey, will you stop worrying? We took some of our seed money to be properly positioned for our next gig which got us brought into a good business proposition, and now we have a seat at the table, which means a promised share in the profits. Yes, I admit he is a little creepy, but we needed a new venue from which to work. I told you, this one would get us into some even greater financial freedom than what we had.”

Alisha looked at LJ skeptically and admonished, “We didn’t even get a chance to enjoy our last gig’s profits before you signed us up for this one. I was looking forward to enjoying some nice parasol-topped Fruity Chick Drinks at the beach while you were scheming to try and get my skimpy bikini top off and make it look like an accident. You know there is something naughty about you when we are in public places. You’re always trying to show off my girls!”

LJ had always been partial to his Alisha. At one time, early on, she did have an eye catching figure, but now her 115 kilos of bulk didn’t really show off well in a bikini, and so the girls were always going rogue when she least expected it. Even though LJ continued to work out daily, his weight had gotten away from him as well. To be honest, his 135 kilos of male bulk weren’t such that he believed they should be on a public beach slugging down their favorite adult beverages.