Atlanta Floyd Presents:
Hot Atlanta Nights
Issue Fifteen: The One With The Betrayal
Ever had a handshake deal with a someone you trust blow up in your face? It’s a terrible feeling right? You feel dirty, lied too, and down right angry. One has to wonder, how do you make yourself feel better after being betrayed? Well this GM has the answer. You want to know what the cure is? Read on…
Larry sat up on the stiff sofa sleeper that he now called his bed. Another night of uncomfortable, restless sleep. It had been three weeks since he was kicked out of his moms basement and was relegated to sleeping in the used RV’s that he was pandering to young, susceptible couples that wanted to travel after being locked indoors for the last year.
Being a used RV salesman wasn’t what Larry envisioned for himself at the age of 27. His Liberal Arts degree was all but useless and he lacked the physical prowess to do even the most remedial labor job. But the used RV game was something he was actually okay at. Now that he secretly called one of the used Coachman RV’s home, he found that he was able to really able to give potential buyers a clearer picture of the benefits of buying one of these terrible pieces of machinery.
Of course Larry had some reservations about selling his temporary home. There were only five of these crappy RV’s on the lot. If he sells one of them, his living options dwindle and he could run the risk of being found sleeping in one of the remaining RV’s. Fortunately for Larry, his boss, the only other salesman, was about as good at selling these monstrosities as he was. In the 3 months working at the lot, Larry and his boss had only managed to sell one.
Larry finally decided it was time to start his day. Saturdays were always busy with customers and Larry knew he needed to be at the top of his game, which wasn’t saying much. Unfortunately it was going to be another blistering 101 degrees like it had been the previous couple of days and he couldn’t run the risk of showering in the RV. He reserved his showering for Mondays at the local YMCA. He would have to continue lathering his body with his stick of Degree. He also was out of clean under garments and had to resort to flipping his unmentionables inside out. He reached for his AXE body spray that he used on his nether regions, but alas, it was empty. “FUCK” he exclaimed. “Hopefully nobody will small the stank from my balls.”
Then, out of nowhere there was a bang in the RV door.
“Larry! Is that you in there?”
“Holy Shit.” Larry whispered under his breath. His boss was never at the lot before 8:00am.
“Yeah boss, just getting the RV ready to show.” The door was locked so he knew he could clean up his mess without his boss walking in on him.
Larry opened the door and walked down the steps where he saw his boss speaking with who Larry presumed was a new customer. As he approached the two men he gave the stranger an ocular pat down.
The stranger was a good looking man. Clearly worked out based on his looks. He was wearing jean shorts and a white t-shirt with the deepest of V’s. The man must work outside for he had very tan skin and a rugged look. As Larry stared at him, he was overwhelmed with a sense of familiarity. He felt as if he had seen this stranger before. Or at the very least, reminded of him of a character he had read about.
“Larry, finally. This is whom I was telling you about.” Larry’s boss said.
He continued, “This is my finest salesman Larry. He will be helping you today.”
Larry had never been referred to in a positive way by his boss before. The compliment was almost too much for Larry to fathom. The only person that ever praised him in his life was his mom, whom he is now estranged from. He almost couldn’t speak he was so taken aback with joy.
“Larry, I would like to introduce you to Burt. You will be at his beckoning call today.”
Burt reached out to shake Larry’s hand. As they gripped each other in a formal greeting, Larry felt the raw strength of Burt’s man hands. His grip was almost crippling on Larry’s dainty digits.
After the introductions, Larry’s boss left the two men, well, one man and one boy. Being next to Burt, Larry felt like a boy. He enjoyed this feeling. His mom had always been the alpha in the house and Larry was use to being dominated. He wondered if Burt was the dominating type. After a moment of daydreaming, Burt said “shall we take a look at what you have to offer me?”
“Yes!” Larry declared. “Let me show you all I have to offer.”
The two men spent most of the morning looking at the RV’s, inspecting each one with great detail. This worried Larry as they finally approached the one he had been living in. Burt seemed to be particularly interested in this one. As they entered the RV, Larry scanned the inside making sure he hadn’t left anything out. Burt looked around the cab and bedroom of the RV rather quickly. As he moved back toward the kitchen area he paused as he walked pass the bathroom. Burt walked in for what seemed like a year to Larry. Had he left something out? At that moment Larry realized something, he didn’t brush his teeth. He was still getting use to brushing his own teeth since his mom was usually the one to do it for him every morning and night. He must have left his toothbrush out. He was sure of it. Of course, Burt walked out with Larry’s toothbrush in hand.
“You came out of this RV when I was speaking with your boss this morning didn’t you? Is this yours?” Burt asked.
Larry stood there, silent. “Are you living in this RV Larry?” Questioned Burt.
At that moment Larry broke down. “Yes.” Larry cried. “My mom kicked me out and I have been living here for three weeks. Please don’t tell my boss. He will fire me and I will have nowhere to go.” Larry fell to his knees sobbing. “I will do anything. Please.”
Burt helped Larry up and grabbed him by the shoulder. “Get a hold of yourself guy.”
Larry calmed down a bit.
“Here is what we are going to do. I am going to tell your boss I want this RV. I am then going to pay cash for it and say that you are the greatest salesman I have ever met. I am also going to tell him that I will be back to pick it up tomorrow morning. In reality, I’m going to show up in the middle of the night and you can make good on your ‘do anything’ statement.” Then Burt left the RV.
Larry was speechless. After a few minutes he too left the RV to tell his boss that he would close up since he needed to “clean up” the RV.
Night had arrived. Larry still hadn’t showered but he imagined that Burt wasn’t going to be concerned that. He wondered what he was going to have to do to repay Burt for not telling his boss about his living situation. As a 25 year old virgin, he wasn’t even sure what he was suppose to do. He had watched plenty of Pornhub videos and he hoped that after years of self pleasuring, he would be able to perform the way that the people did in the movies.
Larry was startled out of his imagination by a light knocking at the door. This was it, the moment of truth. He would have to make another RV his home, but that was easier than having to find another place to live.
He approached the door, took a deep breath, and swung it open. What he saw, he couldn’t believe. Standing at the door was not just Burt, but his boss as well. Both men glaring at him menacingly.
“I knew it Burt, I told you this miscreant was living in my RV.” Larry’s boss said.
“Well Bloyd, what do you want to do?” Burt asked.
Larry had never known his bosses name. The excitement of possibly losing his virginity had dissipated along with any chance of staying at the lot. He knew that he was going to get fired and the fear of having nowhere to live coursed through him. What would he do? Where would he live? He couldn’t go back home to his mother. The YMCA already told him he couldn’t stay there. His mind was racing. He started to sob.
“Get out of my RV you worthless maggot!” Bloyd yelled. “I want you off of my lot!”
Larry tried to turn around so he could grab his stuff and was apprehended by Burt.
“You heard what Bloyd said Larry.” As he grabbed Larry by the neck Burt pulled him close and whispered in his ear, “You would never be anything more than a little boy.”
As Burt threw Larry to the ground he let out a whimper as he arose and ran to the street. Larry ran and never looked back. As he ran he could hear both the men laughing hysterically. One minute Larry was on top of the world, the next, lost with nowhere to go. He finally stopped running and collapsed, exhausted in the gutter. “This is where I belong” he muttered as he passed out.
Thanks for reading!
F you Larry!