The Bet
By Karen Singer
Chapter 59 (Monday – week 9 Part 4 of 5)
“So why do you
think she’s so rich,” Derek asked, not really believing it… and not really
caring all that much either.
“Her friend
Gloria told me.”
“Rich is a
relative thing though. She doesn’t seem
to me like she’s got that much money. Of
course, I don’t know how much you’re talking about when you say rich.”
Ray grunted. “I was skeptical too,” he replied. “So I checked. Do you know that her family was one of the
richest in this part of the country? I
don’t know how much she inherited, but it’s possible we’re talking hundreds of
millions!”
Derek shook his
head. “But you don’t know for sure.”
“I couldn’t get
a straight answer out of her,” Ray admitted.
“So she might
not be rich at all.”
“No, I’m
convinced she is.”
“So what of
it? Why should it matter all that much
to you?”
Ray looked rather
sheepish, then covered himself by downing the rest of his drink. “That’s just it… it shouldn’t! I don’t know… I guess I somehow figured that
a great broad like that… and you have to admit, she’s pretty great.”
Derek
nodded. “Yeah, I’ll grant you that
much.”
“Yeah, you
would!” he replied sullenly.
Derek let it
pass.
“I guess I
figured that… I’m not getting any younger.
And a great broad like that, with lots of money to boot… well… it would
kind of make a great case for early retirement… if you know what I mean.”
Derek
nodded. “So you wanted her money.”
“Well damn
it! Wouldn’t you? Or should I say, isn’t that what you’re after
too?”
Derek leaned
across the table. “I don’t think she’s
that rich!”
“Suit yourself!”
Ray replied. He held up his hand and
caught the attention of the waitress.
“Another round here!” he called.
“I think you’ve
had enough!”
“Not today,” Ray
replied. “Not today. Especially not after the way I blew it
yesterday. What the hell was I
thinking?”
“That’s what I’m
wondering.”
“No. I mean, I should have never let on that I
knew she had money! That was just plain
stupid!”
Derek didn’t
reply.
“Look!” Ray
finally said. “I’m sorry about the way I
behaved yesterday. I was out of line and
I know it. It’s part of the reason I’ve
been so stupid all day today too.”
“I was guessing
it was something like that,” Derek replied.
“But I think it’s Mel who really needs the apology.”
Ray nodded. “You’re right of course. Maybe I’ll consider it. Maybe!
But not before I get stinking sloshing drunk!”
Derek shook his
head. From the mood Ray seemed to be in,
maybe what he really needed was a good bender.
“Give me your keys,” Derek said.
“I’ll have someone from the office pick you up later and take you home.”
Ray stared at him
for a moment, then he suddenly smiled.
He reached into his pocket and extracted his keys and threw them on the
table. “Thanks,” he replied as if he
really meant it.
A moment later,
he leaned across the table and asked, “Hey, what’s up with Sissy? He was wearing a damn maid’s outfit when he
answered the door yesterday!”
Chad saw Mel standing with her back
to him, staring out the window – where the blinds were mostly closed so there
was little to see. He entered quietly
and just as softly, closed the door behind him.
Even then he wasn’t sure what to expect… until he heard the fairly loud
sob coming from the woman he now idolized.
He walked up behind her. “What
happened?” he asked softly – in his old Chad voice, not his silly sissy
voice. He wasn’t prepared for the anger
of her words. He was only grateful that
her anger wasn’t directed at him.
“The nerve of
that man!” she spat – amid her sobs.
“The absolute nerve of that… moronic… egotistical… jerk!” And even as she said it, she broke down in a
fresh bout of sobbing.
Chad moved closer behind her and
grabbed her lightly on the shoulders… and gently led her over to the sofa in
the comfortable seating area nearby. He
sat down right next to her and held her in his arms… and let her burry her head
into his shoulder… and cry. “Tell me
about it.”
But Mel was
sobbing too much to talk now… now that she had a shoulder to cry on and someone
to hold her. She gave into the
frustration and confusion and hurt… and just let herself cry.
Chad held her and softly kept
whispering that it would be alright. He
gently stroked her hair saying everything would be just fine. Over and over again. Ever so softly. He simply let her cry… while he held her and
tried to comfort her.
It had been a
long time now since Mel had cried like that.
The last time had been when her mother and father had died. And this time it was because of the way that
Slatter had insulted her father… well, her too.
But it had all simply been too much for her… even though she knew it
shouldn’t have. She felt that she had
somehow let her father down… horribly.
She was such a disappointment to him.
And she didn’t want to be. She
was simply… second rate… just as Slatter had said.
But she could
never consider her father as second rate.
He wasn’t! Ever! He had been a great lawyer! One she idolized. And to hear him maligned like that had simply
thrown her for such a loop. Oh how she
missed her father… her mother and her father both. And she simply couldn’t get it out of her
mind that she had somehow failed him… she just knew it! She had somehow failed her father… her father
who had meant everything to her.
Slowly, her
sobbing died, but she continued to let Sissy hold and comfort her. She eventually realized how odd it was to be
sitting next to him… while he was wearing that ridiculous dress… and let him
comfort her that way. In some ways, it
was more like a woman comforting her than a man. He was certainly more gentle than a man…
understanding too. And it wasn’t the
first time that she had noticed that.
Was it another little manifestation of her denying him all the manhood
she could? Or was it simply another part
of his sissy side. Either way, it felt
ever so good to her.
She finally sat
up, pulling out of his embrace. “Sorry,”
she said as she wiped some of the tears from her face.
“It’s okay,” Chad
said again – again in his old male voice.
Mel noticed, but
she ignored it.
“What happened?”
Chad
asked.
Mel stood
up. “That bastard Slatter! That’s what happened,” she replied
angrily. “He insulted me… and worse… he
insulted my father!”
Chad said nothing. He just listened as she began to pace in
front of him.
“He called us
second rate! Said Feinbaum was taking us
on as a charity case! The jerk! Well okay, maybe I am second rate. But not Daddy! Not my father! He was never second rate!”
She was ranting
now, but she didn’t care. “The nerve of
that bastard…” She turned to look back
at Sissy, still sitting on her sofa.
“You know, I felt like there was something off… something really wrong
in that contract they approved today.
But I searched through the whole damn thing and I didn’t find anything
wrong at all.” She shook her head. “Maybe I am second rate. If there’s a problem there, I just couldn’t
find it. Or maybe… there is no
problem! That’s most likely the case. There is no problem!”
“But you’re not
sure,” Chad
said softly.
She stopped and
looked back at him. It was a moment
before she answered. “It was just this…
feeling I had. But there was nothing.”
“Maybe you
should look again.”
She laughed. “Harry Feinbaum’s whole team of elite lawyers
have been pouring through every page of that thing for months and they didn’t
find anything.”
“But that
doesn’t mean that you won’t.”
She shook her
head. “It’s too late anyway.”
“How do you
know? Have they signed the thing yet?”
“Not till
tomorrow.”
“Then there’s
still time.”
“For what? Have you any idea how long that damn document
is?”
“Then maybe we
better get started.”
“We? What are you going to do?”
“Help you.”
“Help me? How?”
Chad shrugged. “In my job, I have to work with a lot of
legal documents to post them to the web or to check them for other
problems. Maybe I can at least help you
look.”
Mel threw her
arms up in the air. “Oh sure! You’re not even a lawyer! You wouldn’t even know what you’re looking
at!”
Chad shrugged. “What can it hurt?”
Mel shook her
head and muttered. “Useless.”
“It won’t hurt
to try. It’s the only way you’ll ever
feel good about it the whole thing.”
Mel stared at him
for a moment. The problem was, he was
right. The darn stupid sissy was right. With a sigh, she headed for her desk.
Chad got up from her sofa and stood
in front of her desk and watched as she found the overly large contract and
pulled it out. “When you’re done with
that first page, pass it over to me,” he said – again in his old Chad
voice.
Mel looked up at
him. “Do we, or do we not still have an
agreement about the way you’re supposed to behave until this bet is over with?”
Chad smiled and curtseyed and
replied in his silly sissy voice.
“Sorry, Mistress!” Then he
curtseyed again.
Mel nodded as if
satisfied. Something inside of her was
sparked though by just the sight of him standing there in front of her in that
crazy sissy dress. It was something that
fueled her confidence and feeling of power.
She would search the damn contract one more time, even if it took all
night, which she knew it would. If there
was a problem to be found, she would find it!
Not bothering to read the rest of the first page, she threw it across
the desk toward Sissy. “Find your own
place to work.”
Chad curtseyed again happily. And grabbed the piece of paper. He was mostly happy though because his
Mistress was back! He could tell from the
look on her face that she was totally back!
Having no other
place to work, he sank down to the floor amid all his puffy silly skirts and
started reading the contract. But he
didn’t get far. He stood up again and
curtseyed. “Excuse me Mistress. Do you have any pads of paper and a pen?”
Mel was a bit
surprised by the question, but she opened a drawer and pulled out a fresh
yellow legal pad and threw that across the desk to him. She pointed to the pen holder on her
desk.
Chad curtseyed again, grabbed the
paper and pen, and sank happily back down to the floor… and got to work.
Andrea had been
waiting out by her desk for some word from Mel’s office, but so far, everything
was still quiet – for a very long time now.
She had snuck down the hall earlier and listened at the door and heard
crying and had immediately gone back to her desk. She didn’t know what was wrong with Mel, but
it had to be something major for her to behave like that.
Deciding she had
to find out more, she quietly went back up the hallway and softly knocked on
Mel’s office door. She was glad to hear
Mel’s voice telling her to come in. She
opened the door and poked her head in.
She saw Mel working at her desk and Sissy was cocooned in a mass of
petticoats on the floor in front of her desk doing something as well. “Just checking on you,” she said as if
apologizing. “I was worried.”
Mel smiled. “Thanks Andrea. I’m over it now… somewhat. But now I have to go back through this whole
damn contract one more time. And I’m
afraid it’s going to be a long one… probably all night. So you can leave today when you need to.”
Andrea stood
there and considered it for a moment.
“I’ll stay as long as you do.
There may be something I can help with.
And the least I can do will be to keep the coffee flowing for you. By the way, do you want the list of times I
wrote down for when Sissy was leaking?”
Mel glanced over
the top of her desk. She could just see
Sissy’s head sticking up listening to them.
She shook her head. “Not right
now Andrea. Thanks. Right now the only
thing I want to concentrate on is this contract.”
Andrea
nodded. “Okay. I’ll put a fresh pot of coffee on.” She started to close the office door, but Mel
called out for her to leave it open.
There would be no clients coming in today anyway.
It was a while
later when Chad
noticed something, he was leaking! He
had missed it because he was so engrossed in what he was working on. He quickly stood up and curtseyed. “I’m leaking,” he announced before curtseying
a second time.
Mel looked up
from her own work, bothered by his interruption. Right now, she cared, but she didn’t
care. She was too focused on the task in
front of her. “Go tell Andrea and change
yourself. I’m busy.” As she got back to work again, she wondered
if he had leaked early enough to gain him any reward time at all. But then, she didn’t know what she was going
to do about letting him use that reward time today. This was definitely going to be a very long
night!
She did notice
though that when Sissy came back a few minutes later, he brought a baby bottle
back with him. She looked at the bottle
with a puzzled look on her face. “What’s
in that thing?”
Chad curtseyed. “Water.
I ran out of the tea earlier.”
Curtsey.
Mel nodded. “Just drink whatever you need to.” With a sigh, she sat back in her chair for a
bit of a rest. A moment later, she got
up to stretch her legs as Sissy sank back down to his own pages on the
floor. She walked out from behind her
desk to see just what he was doing. He
had yellow pad pages stacked in several places in front of him. And all the pages looked like they were
covered in symbols as well as his neat handwriting. “What are you doing?” she asked.
Chad looked up. “Flowcharting it.”
Mel was
stunned. “Flowcharting? You can’t flowchart a contract!” It was all she could do to not add the word
“idiot” after what she had said.
Chad looked at the papers around
him. “I’m looking for processes… things
that happen. “Like right here where it
says ‘In the event of…’ To me that
translates into an ‘If’ statement.”
“A what?”
“An ‘If’
statement. A condition. If some condition exists, then what happens
because of it.”
Mel only
partially understood what he was saying.
“But this is a legal contract.”
Chad shrugged from the floor amid
the mass of sissy petticoats around him.
“I’m a programmer. It’s what I
do. It’s the way I look at things.”
Mel shook her
head. “Whatever!” she muttered, knowing
that whatever it was that he was doing was going to be useless. But then, she had known from the beginning
that he couldn’t really help. She was
the lawyer and it was up to her. She had
to prove that she wasn’t the second rate hack that Slatter had said she
was. And she especially had to prove
that her father wasn’t second rate either!
She had to prove it for both of them!
Unfortunately, so far, she was no closer to doing that than when she got
out of bed this morning.
“I’m going for
coffee,” she said to him as she saw him going back to examining the document pages
seemingly very carefully. She shook her
head and picked up her now empty coffee mug before walking out.
She found Andrea
in the little kitchenette in the back of the building where the coffee pot
was. “Hi,” she said as she walked in.
Andrea was just
freshening up her own coffee. “How’s it
going?” she asked.
“Not great,” Mel
replied as she held out her cup and let Andrea pour some coffee into it.
“But you’re
going to keep at it?”
Mel took a sip of
the hot liquid as Andrea put the put the carafe back on the holder. “Definitely!” she replied. “If there’s something to be found, then I’m
going to find it!”
“I’m sure you
will!” Andrea agreed, trying to bolster her boss’s confidence.
Mel carried her
coffee back into her office. She saw
Sissy look quickly up at her.
“I found
something weird,” he said in his silly voice.
“It’s a legal
document,” she replied. “Everything in
it is going to be weird to you!”
“Not as much as
you might think,” Chad
replied confidently.
Mel rolled her
eyes a bit. “Okay, what is it? I’ll try to explain it to you.”
Chad purposely stayed on the floor
amid all his puffy skirts so he wouldn’t have to be bothered with all the
curtseying. “See this?” he said holding the
legal pad out to Mel.
Mel took it. The page was covered in symbols with writing
in them. The symbols all had arrows
coming out of them leading to other symbols.
It looked like a big confusing mess to her. “What about it?” she asked.
“Well, I can
kind of see where that goes with the section I pulled it out of, but if you
follow the second arrow then it looks more like it should go back with…” He started searching through the pile of
yellow papers on the floor around him.
His massive skirts seemed to be hampering him more than a bit since he
had to reach way over them to do it. But
he finally found what he was looking for.
“This!” He finally finished as he
handed the page up to Mel.
Mel looked at it…
and more specifically what was written in each of the big diamond shapes on the
page. She recognized the sections that
the contents of those diamond symbols had been pulled from. And then she looked at the way the arrows
led. She wanted badly to tell him that
it didn’t really go there, but the way she was now looking at it, it really did
look like the section was out of place.
“Um… She searched for something
to say. “I’m not sure,” she finally
admitted as she handed it back to him.
“Go back and check it again. I’m
sure you must have missed something.”
Chad only nodded and went back to
work as Mel sat down at her desk again.
Flowcharting a contract – ridiculous!
Not ten minutes
later, Mel was interrupted again as Sissy suddenly grunted and stood up rather
quickly. He slowly turned around with a
rather distressed look on his face. She
was about to ask what was wrong, when she suddenly realized what was
happening. She smiled wickedly. “Messy diaper?”
Chad only nodded as the mess was
still sliding out of him.
“Go change yourself in the other room,” Mel
told him. “And don’t forget to tell
Andrea that you’re getting a new diaper!”
It was a moment before she saw him even trying to move. And then he waddled crazily out of the
room. She almost burst out laughing. “And don’t let that dress get messed up!” she
yelled after him.
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Oooh! Shenanigans! And flowcharting to the rescue! Perhaps it's not as useless as programming 101 made it seem...
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