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Money Beds

10 May

“I’m going to end up naked, aren’t I?” Teddy rolled his eyes as he finished unbuttoning his shirt. He tossed the garment aside, and it slapped into the face of his assistant, who stood stoically for a few moments before she plucked it off herself and dropped it to the floor.

“Teddy, you missed breakfast,” she reminded him as she handed him a gooey chocolate granola bar and a wisp stick so he could brush his teeth after.

He simply looked at her for a moment before he accepted both and ripped the wrapper open. “Thanks,” he grunted before he bit into the small bar. It quickly disappeared into his mouth, bite after bite, and he tossed the wrapper into a trash bin, then boredly began to brush his teeth with the rubbery brush.

Once finished, he tossed it into the bin as well, then pulled on a clean shirt. “Wash that other one. It reeks of man.” He snorted and shook his head. “Nasty.”

Teddy’s assistant sighed. “You don’t need to put up with this for funding, you know. There are grants and loans you could get.”

“Loans are of Satan, and grants have too many requirements. I’ll stick to the path of least paperwork.” He began to laugh, then handed her a twenty from his pants pocket. “Oh, look. A tip.” He glanced at his assistant, then handed it to her. “Here, Salt. You take this, and you buy something nice for yourself.”

Ms. Selene Salt frowned and tried to force the money back into his hand. “No, thank you. You need every scrap you can get for your project.”

Cold, dark eyes met her gaze, and an internal shiver crept up her spine. She tried to look back into that icy blackness, but she could not stand it, and finally looked away. “Fine,” she murmured quietly as she withdrew her hand from his and stuffed the bill into her pocket. “Be safe at your,” she paused, then sighed and continued, “Meeting.”

“Meeting, that’s a good way to put it.  Nice and official-sounding.” Teddy smirked. “It almost makes gay-whoring sound respectable.  See, this is why you work for me, so you can come up with these random little brilliant sparks.”

“And make sure you eat, drink, sleep, and take your medication.” She raised an eyebrow at him, then placed her hands on her hips. “Speaking of.” Selene pulled a pill bottle from her pocket and handed him a pill, then dug a water bottle from her purse. “Here.  Last time you went to a meeting without this, you had a heart attack, and I had to do far more damage control than I’d have liked.”

The man grunted and swallowed his pill, followed by several large gulps of water.  Between his ability to swallow large amounts of liquid, and his naturally large-set mouth, Selene had a hard time thinking properly as his adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

Teddy’s dark eyes watched the entranced woman with a glimmer of humor for several moments before he finished off the now-crushed bottle and capped it. “Thanks,” he grunted as he tossed it aside, then turned from her and walked out.  Behind him, he left the studio apartment a mess from his previous night’s frantic activity.

Selene sighed and began to clean the room.  Several dirty outfits littered the floor– both Teddy’s and not– and based on several different lacy bits, Selene was certain Teddy had been “entertaining” some “possible investors” for half of the night.  If the remaining clothing was any indication, they were still present– likely on the half-covered bed.

The sight of a bare tit sealed it, and she began to gather their clothes and clear the creative debris from the top of the girls.  Once finished, she laid the sheet over the two of them and placed their outfits on a chair near the bed and turned to look at the rest of the large, single-room dwelling.

As usual, she had her work cut out for her.  First, she emptied the pockets of his dirty clothes and laid any money in his drawer.  She tossed anything else onto the desk to be sorted later, and tossed the clothes into a hamper that was already stuffed dangerously full.  Cleaning his apartment once a week was simply not enough, she decided as she continued her work as quietly as she could manage, but avoided the desk as much as possible, until it was all that was left.

Finally, her gaze landed on the cluttered desk.  A coffee cup stood dangerously close to a cup of brown paint that was heavily watered down.  She picked both up and carried them to the sink, then dumped them and returned to the desk.

She had her work cut out for her.

As the afternoon faded to evening, Selene finally finished cleaning and reorganizing the desk.  The girls left at some vague point, and she was left on her own, cleaning up after a currently-whoring manchild.  Once finished, she sighed and left the now-tidy apartment in search of something to eat that wasn’t another protein bar or apple.

Instead of doing the right thing for herself, she went to the nearest fast food joint for whatever they had.  She was exhausted, and she just wanted something to eat before she went home.  As she entered, she spotted Teddy.  He looked exhausted, and he had a fresh shiner.

“Teddy,” she walked over, “What happened?” She grabbed his chin and forced him to look at her.  His gaze, although one-eyed, was still as intense as ever, and she frowned in concentration as she inspected his eye. “Some ice should help with the swelling.” Selene looked up at a nearby waitress. “Please get us some ice for his eye.”

The waitress sighed and walked away, and Selene released Teddy’s chin. “You have to hold up your side of the deal now.  Anyone hurts you, and we get the money my way.” She narrowed her eyes at him, and Teddy’s head dropped.  Dark hair fell into his face.

“I can’t agree to that.  It just won’t work.”

“It will work, and you will abide by it and just concentrate on your work.  I’ll visit you daily now, so get me a key.  I won’t tolerate anyone hurting you.”

“Is it too late to say I fell?”

“Absolutely.”

Teddy groaned and clenched his fists at his sides. “Don’t do anything too drastic.”

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