Thats not fair! Jerry was talking as if he was in a delirium. I have been living in this damn city for the last four months. I could have met her first!
Stop it, Jerry! Horrified that the conversation was even happening, Ron chewed a corner of his moustache. Golden lighting flashed into his dark brown eyes, swiveling quickly around before he continued. Shes His girl! Remember what I said back at the suite? Well, this is the ultimate example of what I was telling you about. Dont even think about messing where your nose definitely does not belong. Unless of course you like the idea of crossing the Master.
I know Jerry moaned. But if she was even the Presidents girlfriend, it wouldnt stop me! But shes His girl I know what you are saying, Ron, but me wanting her wont affect how I deal with things for Mister Noirson. If he ordered me to, Id kill her, and I wouldnt hesitate one second to execute her, I swear! But nobody can forbid me to dream or wait. How long have they been dating?
Just a few days! Ron sensed he had a lot more pep talks to give Jerry before he saw sense and grew up where women were concerned. He ran his fingers over his black thick moustache, and asked casually; See the game last night?
Yeah, Jerry answered. His huge expressive blue eyes shone with an almost insane tint. Anyway, maybe Hell change His mind
What are you talking about, you fucking basketcase! snapped Ron; his moustaches bristling above his dizzily white sharp teeth. Its like talking to my teenage puppy love nephew. Up and down in and out of love like a dick on head. Wise up, buddy boy. The Master changing his mind isnt going to happen. Really, Jerry, do yourself a favor and dont count on such a convenient scenario to keep your dick happy. I know the Master too well. He is in it with her for the long haul.
Its not just physical with her, you know, Jerry drawled dreamily. She is special.
Oh, please, give me strength! Ron was exasperated.
Maybe they will break up! Ill be waiting While there is life, there is hope
Yeah, correct. While there is life Ron sighed, chewing his moustache.
What a damn situation it is! he mused gloomily. Oh, just what I needed.
***
In the servants bar Jerry took a beer and a snack and stared at the TV. He did not take in one single word of the national news blaring out the screen at him. All he could think about was his exquisite Mary and his beloved boss who he would also die for.
Hey, Jerry! one servant called him. What are you so concerned about?
Go to Hell! Jerry snarled. He was imagining what kind of fun he could have with his dream untouchable girl. Some moves on the bar, nobody around, no holds barred. He took a long swig to calm himself down.
Look, buddy, its not good for your health. Youre too young for that stuff.
What?
To be chucking back beer every day!
Oh, too young for beer? Fuck off. Jerry quipped, regaining his composure after thinking at first that he was being advised that he was too young for Mary. According to my ID it just so happens that Im twenty three!
I wonder what shell look like when shes twenty-three? he pondered. Will she pack on the pounds, (mmmmm, shed have fucking great tits mind you!) or will she still be a good girl for the Master and keep improving with age. Fucking Hell, he gulped down the rest of his beer in anger, Why does the Boss have to have the hots for her? Over six billion people in the world and He has to go for her.
Three security guards not far from Jerry were whispering to each other, plotting to wind up the young man and hopefully get a reaction out of him; some sort of reaction bad enough to necessitate an enforced calming down thump.
Youre kidding, Max! Impossible!
Its true. Ill show you. Lets go, guys, youll see!
They moved to the next table, so that Jerry would be able to hear them.
You know, Fred, Max started loudly. Mary Jablonskaia has a walk around her building every night
Oh, yeah?
Yeah. In her little rara skirt. And you wanna know why? I tell you, thisll kill you. Or I mean, itll kill Jerry boy.
Jerry could not resist the bait, and turned to them. Whys it going to kill me, Max?
Because she wants to meet you, and flash you her little tush! the servant impudently laughed right in Jerrys face.
Realizing that he had been tricked, the youthful security guard flushed with anger, yet he was not drunk enough to lose control of himself and start a fight. He was new to the organization and knew those guys were professionals just dying for him to react, a chance to test out the reportedly tough new kid on the block.
Deigning not to take on more trouble than he could handle without roughing up his ponytail, he did the right thing and drained his glass in silence.
In the Park
Two months passed by. During them Jerry did not have much time to dream about Mary. There was a lot of learning to be done, and not just army training. Jerry spoke Spanish, but he also had to take crash courses in Italian and German. To his surprise all the servants had to study the Bible in addition.
Know your enemies, Ron explained to him. We have to be prepared for debate as well as for a real fight.
Ron also taught his young friend a couple of social skills: how to impress a girl with some easy magic tricks, and how to shake off the police, by simply making the car or himself momentarily invisible. This demon in a human body was growing genuinely attached to his human partner. The naïve delight that Jerry showed when studying, and his sincere thankfulness touched Ron to the bottom of his heart.
But when it came to discipline, Ron was inflexible.
Once, Jerry found a girl. Blonde, elegant and attractive, with good-shaped figure, she resembled Mary, slightly from behind, at least. He threw himself so wholeheartedly into the task of pleasuring her that the teenager forgot about the time.
He was so close to that magic line when nothing exists, save pure enjoyment, when something clutched his manhood. At the same horrific moment, the girl disappeared, and wrenching from the unbearable pain, Jerry found himself hanging face down above an abyss that was swarming with hideous and creepy monsters and snakes, all eager to get him.
The invisible force gripping Jerrys testicles released its hold, and screaming with agony and horror, the youth fell on the ground hard landing right at the feet of his head partner.
You are two minutes late! Ron said sternly, demonstratively pointing at his watch. Give thanks that its your time to work out, not be on a shift following the Master.
Have I just been on a Ride to Hell? mumbled the shocked Jerry.
No. Not yet. And, buddy, please, make every possible effort so you dont ever have to go on that trip!
***
The partners escorted Robert to many places, and when Ron stopped the limousine next to a park, Jerry calmly got out and opened the door for his Master.
Robert got out as well. He waved with a bright smile and Jerrys eyes followed the direction of his Masters greeting. He froze, seeing Mary walking gracefully towards them.
She was wearing ultra-modern sports pants, bright green. Three black-and-white General stripes on each leg just added that something extra to her classy outfit, which was topped off by a slinky, tight-fitting black blouse with see-through long sleeves. The whole set of clothes showed her sensual body from the best point of view.