The Proposition

She pulled up in a Bentley. Hank Wilson was sitting on the porch, outside the Lucky Spot. He had just come from work. Teaching public school. "Excuse me sir?" The voice came from a small waif blonde. "Yes." "How are you tonight?" "Fine." Hank couldn't believe his luck. "My name is Sarah. I'm a rep for an oil company." Hank put his cigarette down. "I see." "We're Midland Oil. Do speculative work. I just closed a deal today." Hank didn't care. Just wanted in her pants. "Interesting. Never heard of your company." "We're big in West Texas." Hank noticed her shirt unbuttoned. Her left tit almost out. "Would you be interested in working for me? I mean the company." The blonde slid a little closer. Hank didn't move. "I don't know. I'm about to retire." "From what?" "Teaching. Eleven years." Sarah put her hand on Hank's knee. "They say those that can't. Instruct others." "I suppose you're right." "What I do is find oil plains. Sometimes I hit. Sometimes not. Got thirty roughnecks under my belt." "That sounds good." "Would you like to join them?" "I'm not much on hard labor." "You could work for me. Office stuff. Easy money." Hank lit another cigarette. "Sounds ideal." "Let me give you my card. All I need from you is two hundred. That will get us going." "Two hundred? You're kidding?" "No. Just yesterday, I found a shale field in Canton." Hank thought it sounded too good. "Alright." Hank reached into his pocket. "Here's the money." Sarah tried to grab it. "Hold on bitch. I got a deal." Sarah didn't like propositions. "A deal?" "Yes. Come back to my place. You get the two hundred." Sarah laughed. "Alright." "What?"

Sarah got in her car. "This is it." Hank led her up a few stairs. "Make your ass at home." "Listen. I really should get going." "Easy honey. Remember my deal?" "Yes. I followed you here." The slap was hard. He front teeth came out. He had her. The top went first. Then the skirt.

It was soon over. Hank wiped up the blood. For a skinny bitch, she was heavy. An old army tarp. The dumpster. Hank took the next day off. Oil was almost two hundred a barrel.

The End