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Rough
Rough
Rough
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Rough

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I bought him a drink. He bought me a drink. And then he told me to shut up and do as I was told, and if I did, I could go home with him.

Why would I do that? Because he was Ryan Clint, Founder & CEO of Brookshire Consolidated, one of the richest and most powerful men on the east coast.

He liked to be in control. He liked it rough. And he liked me...

Story length: Approx. 4,400 words

LanguageEnglish
Release dateAug 22, 2016
ISBN9781370746132
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    Rough - Gary Gray

    ROUGH

    BY

    GARY GRAY

    COPYRIGHT 2015

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    ALL PERSONS DEPICTED IN THIS STORY ARE AT LEAST 18 YEARS OF AGE.

    ROUGH

    It's been a long week, so after work on Friday I head down to Timmy's, a bar I like to go to sometimes. There aren't many bars for people like me in this town, so I like to frequent the ones that are around, just to help them stay in business. Truth is, I don't even like to drink that much.

    Hey Will, Timmy, the bartender and owner, says as I walk in.

    What's up, Timmy?

    Same old shit, different toilet. You?

    I shrug, order the usual. Timmy's got it in front of me in no time. Been a long week.

    Tell me about it, he says. Lot of people in here struggling. Hard times.

    Yep. I take a pull on the beer and look around. It's mostly the same old crowd. I've been to bed with a dozen of the guys milling around, and there's another dozen I wouldn't fuck with Timmy's dick. That only leaves a few, and I eye them as they move around the room, talking and chatting.

    Fresh meat, I say. Timmy always hangs around for a little while when I come in, just to chat. I helped him out once with some business issues, and he feels like he has to pay me back by being my friend. I don't mind, though; the drinks are quick when I want them, and Timmy's a good dude.

    He casts his eyes out over the crowd. Some, he says. He looks at me and nudges me with his elbow. You on the prowl tonight, you old dog?

    I turn away from the

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