Date: Thu, 10 Oct 2013 07:52:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Pete Bruno Subject: Potters Wheel #10 This work fully protected under The United States Copyright Laws ? 17 USC?? 101, 102(a), 302(a). All Rights Reserved. The author retains all rights. No reproductions are allowed without the Author's consent. (See full statement at the beginning of Chapter One.) Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who have written to tell how much you're enjoying the story, I hope you stay tuned. For all the readers enjoying the stories here at Nifty, remember that Nifty needs your donations to help them to provide these wonderful stories. How about sending them $5 Bucks, just think of it as buying a hot magazine! The Potter's Wheel Chapter Ten Reprisal Inc. Monday September 21, 2009 Barry sat on the exam table wearing just open back gown. He had already been x-rayed and had blood drawn. He was just waiting for Mack to come in and do an ultrasound. This test would show an image of his gall-bladder and any inflammation or stones. When he was through with the test Mack gave his diagnoses. "Just as I thought," Mack said wiping the jelly off Barry and then covering him up. "You need to have your gall-bladder out. It's not a big deal, just an out-patient procedure. We can do it next week, if you're free." "I'm free, just not happy about it," Barry said with a weak smile. "I'm not much for surgery." "Don't worry about it; it's not a big deal. You'll be in bed for a day or two. I've seen what's in your bed. I wouldn't mind being confined to it," Mack said with a wink. Barry drove home thinking about his up-coming operation. Mack said he just needed his gall-bladder out but he had a bad feeling about this. He decided to keep his misgivings to himself. Ever since he was wounded he had become just a little paranoid about anything medical. When he pulled into the driveway he saw Derrick playing catch with Ryan. He looked at his son and smiled. Just seeing his son happy and smiling made all his problems vanish. When Ryan saw him, he came running. "Daddy, Uncle Derrick is teaching me to play baseball," he enthused. "That's great buddy," Barry said as he picked his son and hugged him, and tried to hide the wince from the pain in his side. Ryan didn't notice but Derrick did and said nothing. Barry smiled at Derrick, "Hey mate, you doing okay?" "Yeah, things will be fine. I think he's just making me sweat a little," Derrick said with an impish grin. "Well he should," Barry said, "just say you're sorry and don't mess up any more, he's a keeper," Barry said as they walked towards the house. Derrick just nodded and smiled, then said, "So Baz, are you doing okay?" "Yeah mate, it's great. Just need a little procedure to get rid of my gall-bladder. It's an outpatient thing," he said, keeping it lite. "Good," Derrick said sincerely and then said goodbye and headed to George's house. Barry, with Ryan in his arms, went into the house to find Matt and Jim. After dropping Ryan off in the kitchen where George was fixing lunch for Kelly, he found Matt and Jim in the office with Declan who had just arrived. He was picking up Scott and taking him to Virginia. Jim had called Sunday night and filled him in on the episode with Derrick and they agreed that it might be a good idea to remove Scott from the scene. "We hope you know that he is always welcome here. We just think it's best for now until Tim and Derrick work through it," Matt was saying as Barry entered the office. "No, I understand completely. It's a learning experience all around. You can be sure that Dave will have a conversation with him about boundaries," Declan said and then he noticed Barry come in. "Hey Baz, I'm glad you made it home before I left. How was your doctor visit? Declan asked. "Good, thanks. Just need to have my gall-bladder out, no biggie," Barry said calmly. "Declan, there is something I wanted you to look into. There is something about Junior's financials that raised a flag." He noticed the look on Declan's face. "Don't ask," he said with a smile, causing Matt and Jim to both chuckle. "I noticed he has a few accounts in the Cayman Islands. He doesn't make that much money to warrant off-shore accounts. I'm sure it's not kosher." "Good pick-up Bazz, I'll be sure to look into it," Declan said. Jasmine was sitting in the family room. She was staring at her phone and looking distressed when Mike walked into the room. She had just received another text and was so deep in thought that she didn't even notice Mike standing in front of her and when he spoke she jumped in surprise. "Sorry Jas, I didn't mean to startle you," Mike said looking at her with concern. He had gotten to know her well over the last year and he could tell she was rattled and it concerned him. "Nothing, I was just deep in thought," she said unconvincingly. "Not buying it kiddo. It wasn't me startling you. You look spooked." Jasmine knew she had to tell someone. She was starting to get scared and she knew she had tell someone and Mike seemed the best choice. So she gave him the whole story from the first text to the latest. Mike listened without comment. He didn't want to say anything to alarm her. The only advice was that maybe she should keep this from Billy for the time being. "You know Jas, this could be just somebody playing a prank, and I think Billy would go nuts if you told him. Let's just keep it between us for now and let me know if you have any problems," Mike said. Jasmine stood and thanked him as she hugged him. The hug went right to his cock which throbbed while she held him and he inhaled her intoxicating scent. Billy was his best friend, but he couldn't help, just thinking about Jasmine gave him wood. They had just stepped apart when Billy came into the room. If he had seen them hugging he said nothing. He just walked over and grabbed his girlfriend and kissed her deeply. Mike looked on as his cock got harder in his pants. "We're going out to get dinner, want to come?" Billy asked. "No thanks, I have a lot of reading to finish for tomorrow. You guys have a good time," Mike said as he headed to his room and grabbed his book and started to read. The problem was he couldn't concentrate. All he could think about was hugging Jasmine and her scent. He reached down and grabbed his cock and stroked it though his pants and before he knew it, the book was on the floor and his hard cock was in his hand. He let it go for a minute and let loose with a wad of spit and began to stroke it, thinking of the beautiful Jasmine and her sweet scent. He was just getting into it when his door opened and Conner appeared. "What the fuck dude, don't you knock?" Mike said as he continued to stroke. "Stop complaining buddy, looks like I got here just in time." Conner said as he dropped to his knees and sucked Mike's dripping cock into his mouth. Conner was doing his usual amazing tongue work while Mike lay back pretending it was Jasmine, when they heard, "What the fuck!" Mike looked up to see Billy standing in the doorway. "I thought you were out with Jasmine, and by the way, don't you knock?" Conner looked up at Billy and was almost in tears, "Billy, I'm sorry, I?" "Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you? If I didn't have Jasmine, I'd be letting you help me out too," Billy said to a relieved Conner. Look, I won't hold you guys up. I just wanted to tell you I was home. Jas wasn't feeling good after dinner," Billy said as he stripped off his shirt. "I'll be down in the hot tub when you're done. If Mikey lasts as long as he does when he beats off, you should be done in about two minutes." Tuesday September 22, 2009 At 1000 George's secretary knocked on his door to tell him that the boss wanted to see him. George made his way to the big corner office wondering what was in store for him today. He had been quite tense since he learned the company was for sale. He didn't like change and he didn't like the extra work it was making for him. He was even tenser since the lawyer from California showed up and met with his boss. The owner's secretary told him to go right in. He found his longtime boss at his desk scribbling notes, "You wanted to see me sir?" George said. "George," he said looking up, "yes, yes, have a seat," he said as he went back to his notes. George sat there wondering what was in store for him. He hoped he wasn't going to be told there had been a sale. When his boss finally stopped writing he looked up at George, his face showing mixed emotions. "George, I've accepted an offer for the sale of the company. The gentleman you met, Declan Murphy, represents a company named Reprisal Inc., from California. He will be returning tomorrow to begin reviewing the books." George felt his stomach tighten. This was something he was not looking forward to. "Well I'll have everything ready for him sir," he said. "I knew I could depend on you, and I wouldn't worry about your job. I'm sure they will be retaining the executive staff." "Thank you sir, I'll get right on it," George said and headed to his office with his stomach doing flip-flops. He just saw Jasmine leaving her dorm and walking towards Locust Street. He sent her a very suggestive text and watched her reaction as she read it. He felt his cock harden seeing the reaction it caused. Then he saw her nervously shove her phone in her purse. He made his way to Walnut Street and the Van Pelt library. Once inside, he made his way to the Philosophy stacks, a dusty place seldom visited these days. He needed to find a good hiding place for his phone. He couldn't risk it being found in his room and the dusty stacks of ancient, rarely used books might just be the perfect place. To be continued? Thanks for reading. Sorry for the short chapter this week, just wanted to make sure you had something to read. I was down with a cold for a few days and in the middle of closing up the house and heading to North Carolina. In addition, the next few chapters are going to be very difficult to write so please bear with me. Pete I receive many emails complimenting me on how well edited and easy to read my story is, the credit goes to Jim for that, he works very hard to make this story readable. Now most people are lucky enough to have the help of one dedicated person, and now I have two. You can also now thank Steve; from the land of OZ. By the way, we love to hear from our readers; but when you email us @ farmboy7456@gmail.com please make sure you put the title and Nifty in the subject line.