And the stories got back to me, and I confronted Marcus. First he claimed not to have said those things. Then that it wasn't his fault. That it was my...fault. But he was just upset about what they were saying. He wasn't actually pressuring me. I told him he had to tell them the truth, or it was all over. You can understand how pleased he was about that."And I made sure he did it. One of my best friends was pretty close to one of his best friends, and I heard what happened. His friends cut him. "A bit, I suppose." It'll be ok you've got the best surgeon that money could buy," hereassured me."Your right it'll be a breeze," I said with renewed optimism."Well call me when your fit enough?" he asked."I will and Eddie I Love you so much." Not as much as I do you," he replied."Oh yes I do," I countered."Let's not get in to this debate," he said with a laugh in his voice"Just be safe," he said "I will see you soon," I said as I ended the calland headed back out into the airport. Ninety. "What?" Rick asked, looking at him."Wait, a minute," Dale said, deep in thought.Everyone looked at Dale and waited."Hey," I interjected, "I'm sorry. I swear I tried to get out of this, but I didn't anyone in the bar knowing what I had done and things just got out of hand." Yeah," Dale said, "but you liked it."They all looked at me."No, no, I didn't," I stammered.They all looked down at the cum filled kotex."Really?" Dale said.I could feel my face turning red. I said nothing."Is that the first. He was Frankie's "right-hand man"."God dammit. Tell me what you guys want before I get angry!" I stomped my feet in frustration. "We want... You," he said, a sly look on his face. Then as fast as lightning, he pinned my arms behind me and even though I am very strong myself, I am not stronger than a 6'2" guy. He used my arms as leverage to lift me off the ground. John made way for him. We walked back out onto the empty street and in front was a surprisingly cute guy with a baseball bat. "What.