[liarsuk]

As they walked to their flat Harry stiffened as he saw the old black man who was at the restaurant approaching them. As they drew close Sam stopped in front of them blocking their path. “What do you think you’re doing?” Harry demanded in a nervous voice as both he and Fiona stopped. Harry noticed that the black man was quite big and started to worry that he was going to mug them, as he opened his mouth to shout for help the black man spoke; “Mr. Bryant and Mrs. Bryant, I presume?”
“Err, yes that’s us” Harry was surprised and taken off guard by the man’s knowledge.
“I’m Sam, so pleased to meet you both, especially your lovely wife”
Fiona coloured and Harry fumed ‘What the hell do you want and don’t look at my wife like that you black oaf”
Sam returned his attention to Harry and his expression hardened. “Now Mr. Bryant, Harry, you really shouldn’t insult people just doing their jobs like that”
“Just doing your job? What the fuck do you mean?”
“Oh perhaps I should have mentioned my employer, Billy Brown. You are a client of his I understand,” Sam spoke in a menacing voice. Harry paled and swallowed.
“What’s it to you?” his voice trembled a little.
“Harry, who is this Billy Brown?” Fiona interjected.
Sam turned to her “Ahh, I take it Harry hasn’t been completely honest about how he has been funding his continuing good life since he lost his job”.
Fiona blazed a look at her husband as she put two and two together, “Oh you bloody fool Harry. You borrowed money from a loan shark”
“It’s ok Fi, honest!” Harry turned to Sam and said “Look old man, I don’t need to start paying until next month, I’ll have the money by then”.
Sam’s mind worked fast and he reckoned he could get away with this easily; the husband was an obvious part. “Things have changed, Harry. Billy wants his money next week’, Sam lied, waiting for Hurry’s reaction, which was typical outrage.
“But fuck it I can’t do it by next week!” he spluttered, “This is not right, it isn’t what we agreed.”
Sam’s expression softened, “Billy is a bit of a shit, yeah I know Harry, but he’s told me to get it sorted. Personally I think he is a bit out of order on this one”
“Look”, Harry swallowed hard, “I can sort this, I promise but next week is too soon”
“How much Harry?” Fiona asked quietly.
“First installment is a hundred grand”, said Sam watching her expression crumple as she realized How much Harry owed.
“Look, “Sam said to them both, “You look like a nice couple, and I know Billy can be a bastard sometimes. I can’t promise anything but maybe I could have a word with Billy, if you can promise me a payment next month” Sam saw both their expressions light up with relief.
“Oh please, sir” said Fiona, “We would be so grateful”
“Yeah,” echoed Harry, “We would be”.
“Yeah, well then, I’ll have a word with Billy. I’ll let you know tomorrow. But Maybe I want something in return for this.” Sam stared at Fiona, who read his thoughts and blushed. “We’ll meet at Markey’s Gym, at six o’clock tomorrow evening”.
“But it’s closed tomorrow”
“Not for us”, Sam quickly turned on his heel and strode off without leaving the couple a chance to argue. As he strode away he wondered if they’d call Billy and catch him out, but he was confident that he had the hooked.

“Fuck Harry, just what the hell were you thinking” Fiona demanded. Harry just hung his head in shame.
“What will he want of us? You saw how he was looking at you. He’d better not ask for anything more than money” he fumed as Fiona suddenly had a vision of the large black man holding her and a little shiver went through her. She wasn’t sure whether it was a shiver of fear or excitement, but said nothing to her husband.




The next evening Harry and Fiona rang the bell of Markey’s Gym. The door was opened by Markey himself and he had a large grin, which made the couple feel even more nervous. Looking at each other they followed him through to the gym floor where they saw Sam standing there, leaning against a box vaulting horse. As they entered he gave them a smile, “Ah, I have good news for you Harry. Billy will let you off until next month. Boy, you are lucky; it took me a lot of persuading with him. But you gotta pay next month, ok?”
Fiona and Harry blew their relief. “However, there is just a little matter of my commission for this”
“Thank you! But what do you want? We can pay you if you like. How much?” Harry asked with a lopsided smile which slipped as Sam leered at Fiona and staring her in the eye said “Well Harry, your wife is absolutely beautiful. I don’t think you have anything more precious than her. It’s a sin to keep her to yourself, what do you say Fiona?” Sam stared at the woman who was stunned into silence as she realized what Sam was leading up to.
“Now look here……” Harry started to say but fell quiet as he saw Sam’s expression harden. “Look, she is my wife” he whispered and looked at Fiona.
Fiona felt her throat go dry and felt the same quiver go through her as the night before. She knew it was both fear and excitement. “It’s ok Harry” she said coming over to him, in a whisper she said “Look he’s an old man, I’ll only need to give him a quick wank and he’ll be satisfied”
“But what if he wants more? You know you we’ve been trying for a baby and you’re not protected!”
“Don’t worry it will be ok” she reassured him.
Harry swallowed hard and realized he did not have a choice in the matter. He looked at the floor and nodded once.