Dennis sat in his chair waiting for the hair and makeup girl to finish with the new model. She was nineteen, hot as fuck and willing to do
whatever Dennis asked because she was getting paid a decent wage. Henry walked in and sat down next to him.
“Nice studio we got for you,” Henry said. “Yeah, I like it,” Dennis replied.
“What kind of a shoot are you doing today?”
“Dildo, then solo finger masturbation. Lesbian if her girlfriend shows up.”
“You must love your job.”
“I do, I get paid to tell girls to spread their pussy lips and stick in a finger and smile. It’s surreal sometimes.”
“I hope there aren’t any hard feelings,” Henry said.
“Oh, I’m trying to learn to forgive, but it makes it hard when you’re sitting in on my shoot just so you can look at the pussy. Your job is in the office doing web stuff, this photo stuff is all mine.”
“Hey, I’m trying to bury the hatchet here.”
“Let’s talk about something else, this will just piss me off more if we discuss the business.”
“Fine, what do you want to talk about?” Henry asked. “You into sports?” “No,” Dennis replied. “I was an art nerd growing up.”
“I bet you didn’t get a lot of pussy being an art nerd.”
“No, but I get more than all the jocks I ever knew growing up now.” “There is a big difference between taking pictures of naked women and fucking them. Do you dip your pecker in these girls?”
“No, I am a professional.”
“So you still are an art nerd,” Henry stated with a smug grin.
“Are you trying to piss me off? I get so close to these girls that when they masturbate I can smell them getting wet.”
“And?”
Frustrated, Dennis decided to change the conversation again. “I think the company should pay for all my expenses, not just the travel.”
“Nice change of subject.”
“I want meals paid for if I’m on the road, and a company cell phone.” “Maybe when sales go back up, this will take months.”
“You drive a company car don’t you?”
“Yes, but I own thirty nine percent of the company. I’m not just a hired hand.”
“I want a company car as well.”
“Don’t overestimate your worth, Cassidy wanted you back, but I know with a little research, I could find someone to replace you.”
“Back to that again?” “Yes.”
“Right now is not the time to be pissing me off again. You’re sales are shit and I am the only thing that’s going to get you back on your feet. I want a company car or this will be my last shoot. I have another business I work for, you are not my only paycheck. They respect me.”
“Did they give you a car?”
“No, but they don’t peddle smut like you do, I have to do things I have to confess in church to just to feel good with myself. I have kids and I can’t tell them what I do. My parents have no clue I do this.”
“That’s not my problem,” Henry said flat.
“Getting me a company car is,” Dennis snapped back. “I want something decent by Friday or I’m out, we have no contract, I owe you nothing.”
Henry sat and stared at Dennis with hate in his eyes. He’s rather punch that fucker than buy him anything, but he knew Cassidy wanted him to shoot so he had to do something to please her. Dennis would get his car, but he might not like the one he got. It was time for a primetime pissing match and nobody fucked with Henry. Henry was always right.
The next day Henry surprised Dennis with a company car. It’s wasn’t new, it wasn’t even clean, it was a crappy 1981 Honda Civic with rust and
two tires without hubcaps. Dennis wasn’t impressed. “I can’t ever store my photo gear in here, there isn’t enough room,” Dennis said staring at the dents and rust spots around the rear wheel wells. “
“It’s all we could afford, times are tough,” Henry replied. “You drive a 2008 Ford Explorer,” Dennis snapped back. “Yes, and I am a major shareholder.”
“If you keep pissing me off, your major shares won’t be worth shit. You keep selling everything short and doing everything on the cheap. You are such a miser that you are going to run your company into the ground. What a stupid fuck.”
“When sales go up, I’ll consider a better car, this is it till then. Call it your motivation.”
“I was always motivated you self-righteous prick!, it was you that was sabotaging this company, Cassidy would do well do buy you out and ditch your ass while the stock is still cheap.”
“Take your car and get the fuck out of here, don’t you have some pussy to shoot?” Henry said back flat and assholiish.
Dennis got in the car, he had to push the seat way back, and it was set for a dwarf it seemed. The seat cushion was stained and frayed at the edges and the dashboard was covered with dust. “You couldn’t find a dealership that would detail the car before they sold it? Where did you find this piece of shit?”
“I didn’t get it from a dealer, I got it from my brother in law. It was his.” Henry replied. “He said there might be some cum stains on the passenger floorboards, he tried to wash them out but they made the carpet sticky.”
“That’s fucking gross,” Dennis said starting the car. It started easy, and the engine sounded good. No alert lights or dinging sounds.
“Don’t park that at the shop, I don’t want anyone to see it, park in back or in the alley.” Dennis sped off and took off down the road towards the office. It was then he heard a snapping sound and smelled burning plastic. “Fuck!” he yelled. He looked for the source of the smoke and couldn’t find it. It was like it was coming from all over. Then he heard another snap and a burning sizzle. The engine stopped and the car rolled to a stop in mid-day traffic puking out smoke from the driver’s side window.
Then, without warning, the car blew up and shot into the air doing a flip and a half landing on the roof pinning Dennis inside. He didn’t feel a thing, the shock knocked him out and he was trapped inside bleeding from a head wound.
Henry watched from a block away with a smile on his face. His plan worked just like he knew it would. The timer on the bomb was set for a
minute and that’s all it took to blow up the car. Now Dennis was gone and he could get back to running the company the way he wanted to, on the cheap.
He knew Cassidy was wrong, and he knew Dennis was as well. It would just be a matter of time before he was running things.
Down the street, Dennis and the Honda Civic lay in peril burning, and holding up traffic. The shock of the explosion shook all those around and nobody seemed to be moving very fast to save Dennis. But there were people calling 911 on their cell phones and help would soon be on it’s way, that is if Dennis could survive the fire raging around his now torn apart gas tank.
Like a true prick, Henry got in his Ford Explorer and drove down the street to get a good look at Dennis’s dead body. Problem was that the traffic was backed up and he couldn’t get within a half a block. Frustrated, he backed up, made a half turn and spun out into an alley heading back to the office. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the wreck made the news. He could watch it from his office while he was looking for crappy cheap porn to post to the Cassidy Rayne pornsite.
Dennis meanwhile was pulled from the wreckage by the rescue squad and laid out on the street for the EMT to look at. Dennis had burns on his back and neck and glass sticking out of his skin all along his collar line. The bomb was planted in the trunk that shot metal and glass at Dennis from the rear. He had no idea what was going on, he was out like a light.
The rescue squad placed Dennis on a gurney and slid him into the waiting ambulance. In a few moments, the doors were slammed and the rescue vehicle was off to the hospital with lights and sirens.
At the hospital x-rays were taken as well as general blood work. The emergency room doctor on call took a look at the results and knew he had more on his hands then he could handle. Dennis would live, but he would be scarred for life and probably lose the use of his eyesight due to the wound at the back of his head. He also sustained enough blunt force trauma to sever his right arm at the shoulder.
Dennis lay on the surgery table, several specialists were called in and a plan was formed to save the damaged parts and replace the parts they
couldn’t repair with either mechanical or animal parts. It would take twenty seven hours on the table, but when they were done Dennis was a new man. Or at least with new parts.
Chapter 28
Sabotage
Two days later, when Dennis was brought out of his medically induced coma, Cassidy Rayne, Henry and Edward stopped by to visit. Dennis was still technically a partner so the three others decided it would look good to make and appearance.
“How are you feeling?” Cassidy asked with a fake smile. Groggy, Dennis replied, “I feel shitty,”
“That will pass,” Cassidy replied. “I have a girl working on your workman’s comp claim. She’ll be down later for you to sign papers.”
“They won’t tell me what happened to me, just that I was in a car when it happened. Do you guys know what happened to me?”
Henry stepped up to the side of the bed. “The car you were driving had a malfunction, you lost control and had an accident.”
“I don’t remember driving a car, I can’t remember today at all.”
Cassidy spoke up, “You can a concussion they said. It’s normal for you to forget the accident.”
“I wish the doctor would come in and explain a few things. I think these drugs they have me on are making me see things.”
“They didn’t tell you anything?”
“No, but I think I’m hallucinating.” Dennis said raising his right arm from under the sheets. It wasn’t human, it looked like it had come from a chimpanzee. The group looked upon the arm in horror trying not to let their emotions show. “Do you see what I see?” Dennis asked. “I think I have a monkey arm.”
“That looks more like a chimpanzee,” Edwardo spoke up, “Technically chimps are apes, not monkeys.”
“So you do see it?” Dennis asked.
“Yes, it is quite disgusting,” Edwardo added.
Cassidy gave Edwardo a look that said shut your hole you fucking idiot, we don’t want to make this worse and get sued for this. She could tell a lot with her eyes. Edwardo complied.
Dennis moved the fingers on the ape hand and tried to feel anything. He could, it was amazing. Although it wasn’t his arm, he could feel as if it was his arm. But it felt funny because it was a chimpanzee and they have pretty fucked up hands. “What else did they do to me? Am I the bionic man?”
Just then a doctor entered the room dressed with a white lab coat. He held an electronic chart and some sort of gadget that looked like a tricorder from Star Trek. “Hello Dennis, how are you today?” the doctor asked.
“I have an ape arm,” Dennis replied.
“Yes you do,” the doctor replied. “And that’s not all, you also have a neural processor in the back of your head where the damage was the worst. The processor filters and processes all of your vision.”
“So I am the six million dollar man?” Dennis asked.
“One point five at the most,” the doctor replied. “We got the ape at an ape refuge in Arizona.”
“You killed an ape to save my arm?”
“No, it was dead already, they had it in a freezer for the last week. We, I mean you got lucky.”
“What else did you do to me?” Dennis asked.
“We grafted skin from a hog onto your back and neck, reconstructed your spine with Legos...”
“What, Legos?”
“They are surgical grade Legos, made for fixing just about any orthopedic problems. And we put in a baboon heart as well.”
“Why a baboon heart? Was I dead?”
“No, but you had a major cholesterol problem and needed a triple bi pass anyway and we didn’t have time to find you a donor so we found a baboon and killed. it. I hate fucking baboons, evil looking fuckers always sticking their asses up in the air.”
“When will I be able to leave?” Dennis asked.
“Six weeks minimum,” the doctor replied. “We have to make sure your body doesn’t reject the animal parts.”
Cassidy spoke up, ”You need your rest, we want you back as soon as possible. We have lots of girls that need you. No one can capture the vagina like you do.”
“Vagina?” the doctor asked.
“Yes, Dennis here is our vagina photographer. He takes all the pictures of the naked girls for our porn site.”
“Which site is that?” “cassidyrayne.com”
“No fucking way, I have a membership there. I was thinking of
cancelling it, your content over the last year has been sweatshop quality at best.”
“We know, Dennis is here to fix that, so he needs to get better fast.” “Yeah, I can’t jerk off to that third world shot in an alley with a gun pointed to her head crap. It takes all the fun out of it. What are you doing to change that?”
“We only hire local girls from now on, Dennis shoots them at our office.”
“Hey, I know a nurse that would be really good.” “Would she pose nude and fuck on camera?” “No, but she’s hot as hell.”
“Then she is no good to me, I need women that will fuck, suck and blow on command. Looks means nothing to me if they can’t do that. If they want to do nude modeling, they can work for Victoria’s Secret.”
“I have some video I shot of her taking a pee in the women’s bathroom, can you use that?” the doctor asked.
“Is it real video or faked?” Cassidy asked.
“It’s real, I got a shot of her pussy when she wiped.” “We can’t use video without the model’s consent.”
“Really? That sucks, I jerk off to that at least twice a week in my office.”
“Have you ever asked this woman to have sex with you?”
“No, she’s a bitch, rather fuck a Doberman. But I do like to watch her pee.”
Disturbed by the doctors comments, Dennis decided to speak up. “Is there any way I can get out in less than six weeks?”
“Who’s the doctor here?” the doctor snapped back. “You’re lucky I sewed that ape arm on you in the first place, do you know how hard it is to thread a wound with all that ape hair. Half the time I couldn't tell the
difference between my suture and that fucking hair. I gave up three times, but the thought of how much money I was making kept me going.”
“You’re a true hero,” Cassidy said with a tear in her eye.
“Do you think it’s possible for me to shave this arm so it doesn’t stand out so much?” Dennis asked.
“Do what you want, it’s your fucking arm,” the doctor said and turned to leave the room.
“One more thing doc,” Dennis said. “Thanks.”
“No problem, it was either fix your arm or jerk off to that video all day and thanks to you I can buy me a new three stall garage.”
Once the doctor left, the remaining three from the office stood around bored.
“You don’t have to stay for me, I’m fine,” Dennis said.
“There’s one thing we do need to discuss Dennis, “Cassidy said. “This isn’t going to be easy.”
“What is it?”
“From what I have heard on the news, your car may have had a bomb planted in the trunk.”
“I can’t remember the car, but go on.”
“You were given a new company car by Henry and as you drove away it blew up in the street. Turns out the police have found bomb fragments at the scene.”
Stunned, Dennis replied, “Who would want to bomb me?” “It was Henry, he tried to kill you.” Cassidy replied.
“What? Why are you telling me this now?” “Because we came to finish the job.”
“What did I do?” Dennis asked.
“Nothing actually, you were doing what I asked you to do, but
dumbshit here decided to kill you on his own. And now that they’ve found bomb making parts at the scene, it won’t be long before they put two and two together and figure out Henry did it. Then they will try to shut down the porn site and put us all in jail. I can’t have that happen.”
“If you’re going to kill me, why tell me all this?” Dennis asked. “You asked,” Cassidy replied.
“Kinda pointless don’t you think? I mean, if you’re going to kill me anyway, the
Explanation is moot.”
“Yes, but it is polite to answer you.”
“It’s also polite to leave me alone,” Dennis said pressing the nurse call light.
“Did you see that?” Henry asked. “He pressed the nurse light.” “How long till she gets here?” Cassidy asked.
“My nurse is a guy I think, I was sort of groggy, but I think he has a beard.”
“I don’t give a fuck if your nurse is the queen of England!” Cassidy snapped back. “We have about two minutes to finish you off.”
Just then the nurse walked in the door. It wasn’t a man after all, but a short round Asian woman about mid-thirties. Cute, with a nice rack. “What can I get for you?” the nurse asked.
“Call the police, these three are here to kill me,” Dennis said. “Kill you how?” the nurse asked, “I have to know for my charting.” “Forget your charting, call the cops before they kill me!”
“We have our own security, I’ll call them.” “Call somebody, now!” Dennis yelled.
“What a fuck head,” the nurse said. “Calm down or I’ll give you some Ativan in your ass.”
The nurse stepped out of the room and left the other three there free