Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 25, 2017 15:24:27 GMT
Couple of days later….
In Vegas…..
At the Bad Ass Hotel…..
In the Bad Ass office……
The Bad Ass One is behind his unbelievably oversized desk. A glass top desk and the desk is just over the top. LED lights under the glass, computer screen mounted under it so only he can see it. The front of the desk in billet aluminum is his logo. About the only thing more ridiculous is his chair. Reclining high back imported leather chair. His feet can’t even reach the reclining leg rests but he has it nonetheless. James is on the phone talking business about what is going to happen next to get ready for the Raiders moving to Vegas in 2 years.
The double mahogany doors slowly open and James's incredibly hot secretary escorts Joe Jones and Kellogg’s bae from the other day into the room. Joe wanders in and takes a seat in front of the desk as Kellogg’s bae sets her purse down on the desk and makes her way around the desk towards James.
“Very good! I wait for your proposal. We’ll talk later.” The Bad ass One says as he ends his call. His girl, the redhead of the month wearing a tight short skirt and an even tighter white blouse that can’t be buttoned up fully leans over and kisses James on the forehead.
“I missed you sweetie.” She says.
“Who are you?” He asks.
“Oh James….” She says and sits on the edge of the desk in front of him and parts her legs.
“OH! Hey! BAE! I was starting to think you weren’t coming back. Hope you don’t mind but I had all of your things packed up.”
“What? Why would you do that?”
“Cuz they were in the way and my new Bae, doesn’t like none of your stuff.”
She stands up and slaps James across the face. “We’ll see about this! That other chick can go fuck herself!”
James smirks and rubs the side of his face. “Why don’t you two go discuss this and please, if you’re going to fight, call me. I would like to play the referee.”
She caresses his chin. “You would like wouldn’t you?”
Evil grin. “You know I would.”
She kisses him and then picks up her purse and leaves. Joe sat there the whole time and didn’t say a word. Once she was gone and the doors was shut Joe shakes his head.
“You know little man.”
Glares at Joe.
“Samantha is a really bright girl who has a wonderful singing voice. I think she could go somewhere if given the chance. Bright girl that one is. You should treat her better you know.”
“Who the fuck is Samantha?”
Joe points towards the door and then realizes that it’s not worth his time to explain what his girlfriend's name is.
“So Joey! I don’t have a lot of time right now. NFL is coming to Vegas and damn it! You better believe that I will be out in front of this! This whole town is about to change. First the NHL and now the NFL! If you thought there was money in this town you just wait! You just wait when I talk the NBA into expanding and coming here. This place is about to explode and if you don’t stay on top of it, you will be forgotten and tossed to the side. Ain’t no way they are blowing this hotel up to build the home of the Raiders you tell you what. So quickly. Nanook. How are we going to fuck that fat fack over. GIve me answers Joey. Let’s hear it.”
Joe slowly crosses his legs. He nestles down into the chair he’s sitting in if that was possible. Kelloggs holds his hands out, like saying “Come on dude!”
“How many lawyers you got?”
“Fuck…” James says unsure. “I don’t know. A bunch of them why?”
“Do any of them deal in contracts?”
“Joey. My whole life is a contract!”
“Good. Cuz I have a idea but first I need to have you have one of your lawyers look into our deals with Knoxville.”
“Okay? Fine! It’s done! What’s your plan?”
“Do you still have the Prestige championship?”
“Somewhere, why?”
“Cuz we’re going to need that.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see.”
In Vegas…..
At the Bad Ass Hotel…..
In the Bad Ass office……
The Bad Ass One is behind his unbelievably oversized desk. A glass top desk and the desk is just over the top. LED lights under the glass, computer screen mounted under it so only he can see it. The front of the desk in billet aluminum is his logo. About the only thing more ridiculous is his chair. Reclining high back imported leather chair. His feet can’t even reach the reclining leg rests but he has it nonetheless. James is on the phone talking business about what is going to happen next to get ready for the Raiders moving to Vegas in 2 years.
The double mahogany doors slowly open and James's incredibly hot secretary escorts Joe Jones and Kellogg’s bae from the other day into the room. Joe wanders in and takes a seat in front of the desk as Kellogg’s bae sets her purse down on the desk and makes her way around the desk towards James.
“Very good! I wait for your proposal. We’ll talk later.” The Bad ass One says as he ends his call. His girl, the redhead of the month wearing a tight short skirt and an even tighter white blouse that can’t be buttoned up fully leans over and kisses James on the forehead.
“I missed you sweetie.” She says.
“Who are you?” He asks.
“Oh James….” She says and sits on the edge of the desk in front of him and parts her legs.
“OH! Hey! BAE! I was starting to think you weren’t coming back. Hope you don’t mind but I had all of your things packed up.”
“What? Why would you do that?”
“Cuz they were in the way and my new Bae, doesn’t like none of your stuff.”
She stands up and slaps James across the face. “We’ll see about this! That other chick can go fuck herself!”
James smirks and rubs the side of his face. “Why don’t you two go discuss this and please, if you’re going to fight, call me. I would like to play the referee.”
She caresses his chin. “You would like wouldn’t you?”
Evil grin. “You know I would.”
She kisses him and then picks up her purse and leaves. Joe sat there the whole time and didn’t say a word. Once she was gone and the doors was shut Joe shakes his head.
“You know little man.”
Glares at Joe.
“Samantha is a really bright girl who has a wonderful singing voice. I think she could go somewhere if given the chance. Bright girl that one is. You should treat her better you know.”
“Who the fuck is Samantha?”
Joe points towards the door and then realizes that it’s not worth his time to explain what his girlfriend's name is.
“So Joey! I don’t have a lot of time right now. NFL is coming to Vegas and damn it! You better believe that I will be out in front of this! This whole town is about to change. First the NHL and now the NFL! If you thought there was money in this town you just wait! You just wait when I talk the NBA into expanding and coming here. This place is about to explode and if you don’t stay on top of it, you will be forgotten and tossed to the side. Ain’t no way they are blowing this hotel up to build the home of the Raiders you tell you what. So quickly. Nanook. How are we going to fuck that fat fack over. GIve me answers Joey. Let’s hear it.”
Joe slowly crosses his legs. He nestles down into the chair he’s sitting in if that was possible. Kelloggs holds his hands out, like saying “Come on dude!”
“How many lawyers you got?”
“Fuck…” James says unsure. “I don’t know. A bunch of them why?”
“Do any of them deal in contracts?”
“Joey. My whole life is a contract!”
“Good. Cuz I have a idea but first I need to have you have one of your lawyers look into our deals with Knoxville.”
“Okay? Fine! It’s done! What’s your plan?”
“Do you still have the Prestige championship?”
“Somewhere, why?”
“Cuz we’re going to need that.”
“Why?”
“You’ll see.”