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.
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.
Mary had her magnificent blonde hair arranged like a Greek goddess a curly pony tail streaming down her neck, contrasting with an exquisite plait pulled up and coiled three or four times, pinned to the top of her head like a golden crown. Her bangs brushed forward framed her strong face and all in all she looked every bit a deity worthy of Robert.
And for Jerry, her hair wrapped around him as part of her sexiest foreplay was sometimes too strong a fantasy to ignore!
He wished with all his juvenile heart that she would approach him, but not even he was that deluded. He still cringed inwardly when Mary offered her delicate hand to Robert who kissed it extravagantly.
The two lovers had barely exchanged greetings, when Roberts phone rang.
He looked at the call display with concern.
Its an important call, he explained to Mary. Excuse me, bunny.
He stepped out of earshot, and the bodyguards, like well-trained shadows, changed position to accommodate the change in circumstances. Jerry drew closer to Mary.
For the first time ever, he got an opportunity to talk to her, but it made him so excited that he forgot all the phrases that he had prepared for such an occasion. He saw Mary was keeping her eyes trained on Robert, who was talking ardently a few paces away from them.
Will the Master get angry if I talk to her? Jerry thought, worried about Roberts reaction. But he could not resist the temptation tugging at his heart. Go on, just a little chat his inner voice was crying out. Just a straightforward, polite conversation, for Satans sake! Convinced he could pull off a simple exchange with Mary, without blurting out he wanted to take her where she stood, he started uncertainly; So? How, er, how was your day?
Uh? Mary looked at him, startled. In her surprise at being talked to by someone she considered to be about as communicative as a tree, she did not actually register what he had said.
I beg your pardon? she addressed Jerry, suppressing the urge to address him as you thick oaf.
The astonishment that she showed clearly confused the youth, and he lost the string of badly prepared words. Unable to think clearly, Jerry forced himself to break his stare and look around to check the security situation.
In the soft summer twilight, everything seemed calm and peaceful. The hot daytime hours had already melted away, and the fresh wind was bringing forth special early evening aromas.
There in the park, in the middle of the city, the scent of moist soil, odors from the neighborhood pizzeria, and the fragrance of late summer flowers bordering the path, all mixed effortlessly into an enchanting bouquet that not even the stench of exhaust fumes could spoil.
A few kids played nearby. An elderly couple were sitting a few benches away, doing the old person thing of looking around, never exchanging a word, but completely content to be together in their shared silence. Not a leaf was moving on the distant shrubbery. Nobody was hiding behind any trees. Jerrys eyes met Rons stare, but he misunderstood the look, and he flashed his partner a secret signal that meant the situation is under control.
But Ron was not frowning in concern for the safety of their employer and his girl. Oh buddy, be careful, with her. I can read you like a book, and if you ask me, youre a frigging menace. Ever the professional, he surveyed the area, but still observed his young protégé out the corner of a very vigilant eye.
Trying to re-establish a friendly, harmless dialogue, Jerry uttered enthusiastically, Its so sunny today.
Its evening right now, Jerry. Mary sighed, thinking; Robert, probably told him to keep me entertained, while hes busy. Well, finally, its not Roberts fault that that teen is so clumsy.
The sun is already down, Jerry.
Oh, I meant to say, it was a sunny day, wasnt it?
Do I look like the weather man? Mary snapped, losing her patience.
Huh? Jerry was taken aback. How could his sweet sensuous love talk to him like that?
Mary saw his expressive, blue puppy dog eyes looking at her rather too closely, questioning her. This caused her to feel even more ticked off at the way the little chat was taking shape.
My God, doesnt he see that Im not interested in talking! If he wasnt Roberts man, Id tell him to shut up and push off. She grimaced slightly at him, trying to be polite while fighting the annoyance he was causing her.
Jerry saw her succulent lips draw together, but when he winced, it was due to another misinterpretation of body language. He felt a strong surge in his stomach as he followed the path of her tongue, its dark pink tip flashing out from between her lips, then, like a magic serpent, slithering slowly, provocatively, leaving a translucent wet trail on the tender scarlet skin of her upper lip.
The young bodyguard glanced around to control not the situation, but rather himself.
He wanted her so badly, and not in a nice way, because she was not playing the innocent sweet girl he wanted her to be with him. Fuck her, literally, he yelled inside himself, and counted to ten in a pointless exercise in self-control.
Robert finished his talk, and smiling, went back.
Open-eyed, Jerry watched Mary in amazement. She beamed at Robert, her stern dull face lighting up with a happy smile, her eyes flashing like emeralds. She shook all over, her breasts hove, and she hugged herself in an extremely excitable state of body and mind.
Oh looky! Jerry wanted to cry. She is buzzing because of Him! The feeling that struck and then engulfed Jerry was neither envy nor jealousy. It was agony. He summoned all his strengths, and managed to maintain an indifferent attitude.
Robert glanced at Jerry, then addressed Mary; Im terribly sorry, my little bird! Its getting late, would you like me to walk you home?
Mary nodded, too happy to answer. She was indeed afraid that if she talked, her trembling voice would show her inner excitement that threatened to turn her heart into a sexy, romantic, lovey-dovey jelly.
According to the rules, Ron was to have followed Robert, and Jerry should have returned to the car. But, quite unexpectedly, Robert said to the guards; Jerry, with me. Ron, stay.
The bodyguards were surprised, but well-disciplined enough not to ask a thing.
The opportunity to follow Mary comforted the youth.
At least I can see her for a while longer, he thought, delighted.
Ron tried to say something, but a quick cold glance from Robert froze his tongue. Full of worry for his protégé, he pulled at a corner of his moustache with his teeth, watching his Master with his girl and his escort until all three dissolved into the tense darkness.
***
If Robert wanted to have the trust-worthiest escort possible, he was right in choosing Jerry. The young bodyguard was all attention.
The Master will see, how good I am, Jerry thought. And SHE will see I can protect her
Much to his disappointment, however, it was quite a peaceful walk.