Date: Thu, 5 Dec 2019 16:34:09 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Simmons <illuminati12353@yahoo.com>
Subject: It was always about the bets 65

I woke up with dad knocking on the door asking if I wanted dinner? I was
feeling a good bit better and was wide awake. I asked dad to order
something in and that I would be down in a few minutes. I got up and took a
shower and then called Tim. Tim immediately asked how I was doing and we
talked some until I asked about Monday's meeting. Mike do you want to
cancel the meeting? I said absolutely not, however I don't want to travel
to town. Where can we meet that is more convenient for me? Mike, the
possibilities are your home, a conference room in a motel, the conference
room at the office, or here in my office. Tim, what is your suggestion? He
said, Mike since you would rather not come to town that eliminates my
office, your place is awkward but doable, a hotel conference room is seedy
but I would suggest your club. Damn, Tim that's a great idea, the club
would be perfect. One last thing how many people would be there? Well Mike
you and me and at least 3 of them. Do you want your dad or Brian there?
Tim, I do not. Last question, do you have a replacement real estate firm in
mind, if I fire them? Oh, are we under any legal or financial obligation
with these guys? Damn, Mike I thought you were hurting, seems like you are
on top of things. Yes, I have a replacement in mind and no legal things to
get out of but a document prep fee of about $2,500. Ok, Tim have a check
for that amount with you and I'll set it up at the club. This will start
club people talking but I'm beyond giving a fuck. Thanks, Tim.

I went downstairs stairs to a real ass chewing out from dad about being on
the phone for 30 minutes. I listened and said dad, I was talking with Tim
about the Monday meeting. I moved it to the club and will call the club
after dinner and set it up. Mike, the only phone call you are making
tonight is to Carrie, I will set up the meeting at the club and charge it
to your account. How many people? I said 6. Do you want food? Well dad what
do you think? Water and note cards and I laughed and said fine. So Mike why
the club? Dad it is easier on me and it is on my turf, he laughed and said
I never thought I would here you refer the club as my turf and we both
laughed. Dinner was ribs, fries and coleslaw. I was hungry again and was
worried about the growth spurt again and we went into the game room and
turned on the local news and the sports was still discussing the game. It
was mentioned that I was out of the hospital but there was no information
on my condition and the the league was looking into the play and the hit. I
looked at dad and said let's put out some information to the print media
people that I have a head injury and am doing well. Also, say that in the
last two games we felt that I was unfairly targeted and that while plays
like that that occur everyone seemed to be directed directly to me. Dad
said Mike, that's fine but I'll have Brian write a press release and temper
that some. Dad that's great, please set the meeting for 4:00. With that I
went upstairs and started to read again.

I was totally involved and dad knocked on the door sat down and said Mike
the club is all set. Have you been reading all this time? I just shrugged
and said yup. He said Mike, that's enough how about coming downstairs for a
while. I said sure put my book down and followed dad into the game room. He
asked if I wanted a drink and I said iced tea. He came back with two
scotches and tossed me a pack of cigarettes. He said I assumed iced tea
indicated whatever your drinking, I said exactly or more like what is
permitted and I lit a cigarette. Then he said Mike no BS how are you? Dad
I'm amazed as I am tired but pretty good and I'm not having an issue
reading that complicated book. Dad, Bill is gone a few hours and I miss
him. Mike, so far this has been too easy, I am sure there will be issues,
remember I have experience with this. Dad, I know but there is an actual
end to the root causes, mom is gone and we are getting along. I know it is
a work in progress and he knows that if he fucks up there are real
consequences and that's new. Besides on a deep level I scare the shit out
of him, I think he will struggle but be fine down the road. Then we talked
about the game and dad asked if this was my last game ever and I said it
will not be, I'll play high school next year but no guarantee after
that. Dad, to your original question I'm better every hour. I get this is a
serious injury and I'm cooperating totally after tomorrow's meeting.

Dad, Tim's idea of the club is great and it will be khaki's and a white
shirt and loafers. I shouldn't know this but a more Jack Kennedy look. Dad
just laughed out loud. So you are rolling up your sleeves? Nope walking in
that way, like these dudes are just one more thing in my day. Can you
Brian, Tim and I meet at 3:30 in the same room. I want to know what you two
need in the lease. Mike, I'm betting that meeting runs till about 4:15 and
I said yup. Correct but I want your input. Mike, we are ready for that as
we have discussed it in detail and after you fire these guys, I think Brian
and Tim can negotiate a lease that works for the company and the Trust, no
one wants either to be hurt in anyway. Dad, that works for me so we can
have the legal people get on this and keep you and me out of it. They are
being paid enough. By the way did Brian accept the offer to be full time
legal council? Mike, he has but that is confidential until after the first
of the year, there is a potential bonus involved. Dad, I'm going upstairs
to read and I will be running tomorrow half my usual run, good night. He
got up gave me a hug and said Mike, I'm glad you are off school so you can
deal with this. I hugged him grabbed a cigarette and went to my room.

I eventually called Carrie and we talked about everything I was missing for
an hour or so and as I was about to hang up there was a knock on the door
and dad stuck his head in and said hi Carrie your boyfriend is doing better
please let him get some rest. We said good night and I glared at dad. He
said Mike get your ass in bed, he said good night and left the door open.

I woke up and was feeling great till I looked out the window and it was
raining, well more like freezing rain and there was a note on the floor
which read "Mike don't even think about a run" Dad. I just laughed. I went
down stairs and made an omelet and coffee and lit a cigarette. I really
need to go to rehab to stop the smoking, it is back again and out of
control. I went to the powder room, took a last drag and flushed it and
went back to the coffee and omelet. Right at 10:00 the door bell rang and
it was Dr. Jenkins. He said ok hotshot get naked. I said here? Yes, I'm not
being in your room with you nude. I stripped to my boxer briefs and he put
me thru a series of tests. I thought I was stopped for a DUI event. Then he
did the remember these 5 events and he quickly went thru them. I said shit
Dr. Collins only did 3. We talked for a while and he said ok mike do the 5
things and I did them faster than he had shown them to me. Then he started
who is the President and he had me go all the back to FDR. Mike, you are
cleared for your meeting today, you can run as much as you want and start
working out Friday, please start slowly. School, will depend on how you are
doing on Saturday. You have a noon appointment at the office and you are
cleared to drive. Damn, that's awesome, I need a haircut. Doc, one other
thing can I have visitors? He simply said yup. Now get dressed. He asked
about Bill and I told him how we went to rehab and how dad let us do it our
way. He said Mike, I want you to stop smoking and find another way to relax
and I want that to stop today. I simply got up and put the cigarettes in
dads office and sat back down. Mike, that's not enough just fucking stop. I
said doc, I get it and your are correct. I mentioned the meeting again and
told him I move it to the club and he said damn, you are back. I betting on
khaki pants, white shirt, no jacket and you will be late. Doc, please don't
bet but you're right and I scheduled another meeting at 3:30 that will run
late. Mike, seeing how you are doing I will not be at the meeting. Have a
great day. As he was leaving I asked, so doc how good of a basketball
player were you? He laughed and said good enough to start at Georgetown,
goodbye.

I went right to my room showered and went to the mall and like the last
time Colton was there and he said Mike, good to see you up and around. I
said I was just cleared and need a haircut and some new clothes. As the
last time he tried a few new looks and I stayed with messy. He said Mike,
why there are better looks? I said Colton it helps as people look at me and
underestimate me as a punk jock all muscle and no brain cells and he
laughed out loud. He said messy it is do you also want a shave? I said I
have a big business meeting is the scruffy look ok for that and he said, no
it isn't. We will take care of that. After the haircut and shave I went and
bought new khaki pants and a form fitting tailored white shirt and a new
leather belt. Then I bought new cordovan loafers. It was nice to have thing
that fit.

At home I pressed off the new clothes dressed and drove to the club. I
found the club manager and he said Mike, I understand you have two meetings
today 3:30 and 4 and the conference room is ready. I said the first meeting
is dad and his attorney and is very casual, have someone serve drinks. This
meeting by design will run late and I don't want the people attending the
second meeting to be the least bit comfortable. He said Mike I get it. By
the way your dad is here at the bar. I found dad and we moved to the
conference room. After a few minutes Tim and Brian were ushered into the
room and things started slow. Brian started with what he thought was
important for the lease and Tim was rolling his eyes. I just listened to
the back and forth. Jack came in and I said coffee and the others ordered
drinks. They started where they left off and as 4:00 was approaching, I
said guys well this has been fun and while you two have argued back and
forth, please understand something. I expect both the Trust and the company
will be protected and I think Senior has something to say. Mike is right we
talked last night and if Mike fires the real estate guys in a little while
you two are going to figure this out and come up with a business solution
that works for everyone. They just looked at each other as neither one of
us had give a heads up. Then I added, since I'm off all week, I want to
meet with the architect and their offices will be fine, but this week. Tim,
I assume you are dealing with the closing and that there are no issues and
that you will be signing for the Trust. Mike papers are being completed as
we speak and you have things to do but we can deal with that without you
being there. Tim let me know when the closing is, if possible I want to be
there. I looked at my watch and it a little before 4 and I asked if they
wanted a drink. Dad and Brian said yes so I called for the server and they
ordered another round and I asked for water. The drinks came and we chatted
about nothing in particular at 4:10 I said game time. Dad and Brian left
and Tim went to get my guests.

Tim brought the three guys in and we all sat down and I started by saying
guys I understand you presented a lease to MJS Technologies for the
proposed building, would you please review that proposal with Tim and I?
One of the guys stood up and opened a lap top and started a power point. I
leaned back and started to watch and after 5 minutes, I said enough. You
are wasting my time with a bunch of bull shit. Just explain the key
segments of the lease and move on. I'm not interested in the fluff. He said
we thought that the background would help you understand what is
involved. Ok guys my turn, first of all I am young and a very high profile
student athlete, that does not mean I am a stupid uninformed jock. So start
over and do it by telling Tim and I how the proposal was sent to the client
without our knowledge. One of the other guys said it was a standard lease
and we felt there was no reason to bother you. Ok, what was standard? Well
almost all of it except for the square footage price. I asked and that
price was how much and the said around $1.75 a square foot. I asked was
that for an unfinished space and they said well we assumed it was partially
finished. Ok, let me get this straight it took you almost two weeks to
prepare a standard lease with a guess on what the condition were. They were
looking a little sick and I continued, well so how much were we charged for
this wonderful power point and a standard inaccurate lease. There was no
answer so I said is it about $2,500 and one of them shook their head. I
looked at Tim and he handed me an envelope and I placed it on the table
leaned back in the chair and asked. Gentlemen what's else do you have to
offer? The third guy started to stand and I said that's not necessary
please sit and tell me how you propose to save this situation. He sat down
and started well Mike and I stopped him. That's Mr. Simmons to you, I'm the
client and so far I'm paying for this shit show, so get started. Thanks for
the reminder Mr. Simmons we were under the impression your dad was running
this project. I said please tell me how you jumped to that conclusion? Well
your underage. Well it is my Trust that is buying the property and my Trust
that is financing the building and my company that is holding the lease, so
what the fuck were you thinking. Tim shot me a look and I nodded. So
gentlemen, what do you have to tell Timing I that you actually have to
offer? Mr. Simmons, we would like to start over and get a lease for your
review in say two weeks.

I took a deep breath and said I want the building plans and the mortgage
all done in two weeks and without a major tenant the mortgage will, be
harder to get and while we are paying cash for the land I would rather not
pay cash for the building. He said you could build the building and pay
cash? I said yes. However, we have reached the point where I would like to
pay you for services not rendered and move in a new direction. Here is your
check and have a safe trip to town. Oh, and please feel free to use this
young punk jock as a reference. Good evening and I walked out with Tim
right behind me. We went to the bar and I ordered an iced tea and Tim
ordered a beer and a beer and a scotch were set in front of us. I look and
saw the three leaving and arguing as they left. I just laughed and Tim said
Mike it is a damn good thing you are having trouble concentrating. Tim, I'm
recovering quickly and starting to think the medical people are over
reacting but I'm on board with the rest. I hope you and Brian can get
together on a lease. Please get it done and protect both of us. Sorry there
was no heads up.

I drove home and found dad in the office on the phone and went to the
kitchen and got two scotches and put one on his desk and went into the game
room. I turned on the TV and found that on Friday, a short week, we were
playing a team from Central PA at a school field close to home, in our
district. I called coach and told him that I would like to travel with the
team but that I was not medically cleared to play. He said that he wished I
could play but I carried them all year and did big things. I felt bad but
it will be what it becomes.

For the first time in days I looked at my phone and there were a bunch of
messages and every school I had an offer from had called, all asking about
how I was doing and asking for a call back. I started with VT and moved to
Michigan and Notre Dame. I was getting tired and found dad in his office on
the phone and I stuck my head in and said dad tell Brian to have a good
night and join me in the game room. He came in and asked what I was
drinking and I said whatever you think is appropriate. He returned with two
scotches. I asked, so how mad is Brian? Dad said like Tim he will get over
it, but I'm guessing their staffs will have a few long nights. Just so you
know the real estate people tried an end run on you with Brian and he
referred them to Tim. They said you were calm and yet totally pissed off
about how they misunderstood things and yes underestimated you and Tim. I'm
thinking you and Tim are building a reputation as two people not to fuck
with. Also, apparently there was someone else was interested in the
property you "stole". I told dad about the college calls and that I had not
returned the call to PSU or Pitt. He said Mike, just tell them no. Dad I
have to be nice to PSU as they have an offer into Jim. I'll call them
tomorrow and be nice but I'm telling Pitt I'm considering their offer. In
the meantime I'm going to call CMU about classes since I'll be bored with
no football. Mike, do me a favor and just be a kid for a while. Sure dad
right after the building is built. Good night!

I called Carrie and she filled me in on things at school, and I told her I
was out for the week and was feeling a good bit better and that I planned
on going to the game Friday, to watch. She said she was glad I was
done. Babe so am I but I'm going with the team Friday and I'm playing next
year. She said Mike I knew that so relax, when can I see you? How about
Wednesday we go to dinner? Mike, that's perfect and I guess you have a
interesting different place and I simply said yup and good night, I love
you. I was exhausted and took a long hot shower and went to sleep.

I woke up very early and called Jim, he answered saying - what the fuck
dude it so early, you ok? I replied Jim can you please stop over tonight, I
just need company. Mike sure you want to grab a bite to eat after practice
and I replied absolutely ill see you at The Tavern. Just call me when
practice is over. Then he said just go for a run and don't bother anyone
else at this ungodly hour and he hung up. I tried to double the run but
gave up after 8 miles and settled for coffee and toast. I was about to get
a shower when Ryan stopped in and we sat and talked over coffee. He said
his semester break was starting and that he had no plans and a trip home
was out of the question. Feeling sorry for him I got up and hugged him and
he grabbed me and started kissing me and fuck I kissed him back. He pulled
back and ran out of the house. I waited a few minutes and went to the
apartment and went in without knocking. I found him in a bedroom crying. He
looked at me and said Mike, please just leave and I said Ryan I bet you
don't mean that. He screamed DUDE YOU ARE OFF LIMITS AND IM HOPING THAT
FUCKING KISS DOESN'T GET ME THROWN OUT. I replied Ryan I'm betting it
doesn't. He looked at me and said just stop with the bets. I replied, Ryan
I'm betting you don't mean that and he screamed SHIT! I sat beside him and
hugged him and said ok, dude who won those three bets and he looked at me
and said Mike you did, so now what? Ryan you have been lusting for my ass
since we met, what do you most want to do? Mike, for you to fuck me. I
leaned in and kissed him and said dude game on and we started making out. I
pulled his shirt off and asked dude do you have a condom? He said yes, Mike
I bought them hoping you would need them. We went into the bedroom and were
making out and he pulled my pants down and soon I was nude and hard as a
rock. I put him on his back pulled his pants off and put the condom on. I
leaned in and kissed him and asked dude you sure? He said Mike shut up and
fuck me and do it like you mean it. I rammed it straight in and he grunted
saying more lube and I said dude, too late for that and I started to pound
his ass and play with his balls. I went at it hard as long as I could and
was stroking his cock and he screamed Mike, I'm going to cum and we both
shot at the same time. We kissed and just laid there. He got up on one
elbow and said, Mike that was worth it, I'll be gone in the morning. I push
him on his back again grabbed his ears and said dude you aren't going
anywhere, you fucking owe me two bets. Mike we broke your dad's rule, I
have to leave. Ryan, that was my rule and this is my fault so you are not
going anywhere. Let's get a shower. We dried off and I looked at Ryan and
said dude that was awesome but understand it is a bet thing and not
romantic. Please don't let this fuck us up, eventually we will be working
together and that is a topic for another time. I went back to the house
thinking, Michael you just fuck this up. Now, find a way to fix it!

Back at the house, I went into dad's office retrieved the cigarettes and
started to light one and stopped, pit it back in the pack and went to my
room. I finished the book and considered going to the library to get the
next book but fell asleep. I was jarred awake by my phone and it was Jim
saying practice was over and he would meet me at the Tavern, I agreed and
got up feeling a little strange. I drove to The Tavern and was greeted as a
hero. Jim wasn't far behind and I ordered a lemonade and Jim an iced tea. I
laughed as his was a beer and mine was lemonade. We talked about football
and my health and that he got another offer from North Carolina and he
seemed excited about that. The food came and I was feeling increasingly
strange. I finally got up went to the men's room and threw up and went back
to the table dizzy. Jim asked you don't look well, I'm taking you home and
don't say a fucking word, just get in my car. I didn't argue at home he set
me up on the sofa in the game room. I asked for my phone and called
Dr. Jenkins. I left a message and he called back in about 10 minutes saying
I guess you found out you are not doing as well as you thought. What
happened? I told him and he laid me out in spades and then some. I was
totally grounded and he was calling dad. Jim hung around until dad got
there and he said Jim, let's get asshole's car. At the Tavern I was given
the keys to M

Dad came in and said ok asshole exactly what did you do today and don't
leave anything out. Dad, get off my back, I went for an 8 mile run, ate
breakfast and lunch and read. I met Jim at The Tavern drank lemonade and
got sick. I have not been feeling well since mid day, being dizzy and
finally throwing up. That it, all of it. Oh, I forgot Ryan was here and we
had a long talk. His semester break is starting and he is not welcome at
home. He is unattached and lonely. So Mike, you two had sex? Dad, get your
fucking mind out of the gutter, we did not have sex and what's more we
won't. He is hot as shit but that not where I want to go. Ok, Mike, I'm
sorry. I talked with Dr. Jenkins and you are grounded totally for 48
hours. Find something relaxing to do.

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