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Chapter 15 of 21.
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Author: T. H. Barker (Thinking Horndog)
Title: The Gambling Debt
Part: 15 of 21
Universe: The Gambling Debt
Summary: Tony Tomaselli owes his bookie a large amount of money -- and Crazy
Joe Scalese isn't one to sit on his hands and wait for his debtors to show up
with cash!  Leg-breaking tends to be counter-productive, so Crazy Joe
implements an experimental plan that involves not only Tony, but his wife
Gina and their two children!

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The Gambling Debt

Chapter 15

	"You and your bright ideas!" Tony groused.  He and Gina were both in
the bathtub, soaking sore asses.  Scott and Martin had given no quarter --
and Scott liked to pound.  Tony's ass felt like it had taken a baseball bat!
"It's a wonder I'm not coughing up cum!"

	"Shut up!"  Gina threw a washrag at him.  Martin hadn't taken it easy
-- and when Scott got done with Tony, they rolled Gina over on her back atop
Martin and Scott tried to set fire to Gina's pussy while Martin was still in
her ass.  Gina's conditioning held and she got off on it at the time -- but
now she was paying for it as dearly -- if not more so -- than Tony.  "We have
to do this!"

	"Gina, I don't know how or when, but Maria is totally brainwashed --
she's going to do it.  We're wasting our time!" Tony insisted.

	"No, we're NOT!" Gina retorted.  "Even if she DOES sleep with Crazy
Joe, we'll have... I dunno... done our penance, I guess -- earned the right
to be their parents again."

	"That's..."  Tony was going to complain how stupid it was, but then
he started thinking.  "Okay -- maybe I buy that.  I'm going to have to,
because mark my words, Maria is going to fuck Crazy Joe -- and probably more
than once!"

	"How do you figure?" Gina snapped.

	"Were you LOOKING?  Joe ACTUALLY DEFERRED to Maria!  Remember when
she said it wasn't about the money?  She wasn't kidding!  They've bonded,
somehow!" Tony insisted.

	"You're joking!" Gina scoffed.

	"You're blind!  Let me ask you -- do you remember seeing Maria doing
this?"  He held up a finger.  "Now, do you remember what Joe did?  Can YOU
make Joe shut up?  Can I watch you try?"

	Gina grimaced.  "Well, maybe..."

	"Enjoy all that dick, my love, because you'll be getting it for no
reason other than to prove yourself.  Maria is NOT going to back down -- I
wouldn't be surprised if Crazy Joe ended up an unofficial member of the
family!  Have you noticed that Robert doesn't seem to hate him, either -- and
this after having had sex with some queer?"

	"Steers, queers..." Gina grinned snidely.

	"I did that for YOU!" Tony snapped, stung.

	Gina sighed.  "I know.  And I don't understand, myself, why that
bothers me -- but it does.  You know, if the birth control doesn't take, we
could be looking at a little biker -- or worse."

	"Yeah."  Tony grimaced.  "That doesn't bother you when you're
fucking."

	"It makes it better, actually -- isn't that sick?"  Gina rubbed her
face.  "What are we going to do?"

	"Now?"

	"Long-term."

	"I don't know."

	Gina reached for the washrag and Tony put it in her hand.  "Tony, I
can't have sex with you -- not right now.  I don't know whether you're
unworthy or I'm unworthy or both -- or maybe I just don't want to mix you in
with all those strange cocks.  But I can't do it -- not until this is over,
at least -- and maybe not then -- maybe not ever.  That said..."  She paused,
then, "I could use a good cuddle."

	Tony grimaced, but nodded.  "Let's get out.  Can you put some cream
on my ass?"

	"Sure."  They applied salve to each other's physical wounds, and then
tried to make a few repairs to the heavily damaged emotional dimension of
their relationship.

	They were asleep when Crazy Joe brought Maria and Robert home,
despite the fact that it was only eight-thirty.


	Crazy Joe had taken the kids to his place, overseen their homework,
cuddled Maria for a while, getting quality time without too much in the way
of sexual activity, and taken them out for pizza and salads at a local
restaurant.  In the process, he made his position clear, "Your mother is
trying to prove something, Sweetheart.  I hope she's kidding herself about
you backing down at the last second, but the other end of things -- maybe
more important -- is her feeling guilty about what Robert did and what you're
doing.  Your father -- well, no offense, but he would let you go ahead,
because you want to and because it would make life easier on him -- but your
momma isn't going to let him get away with that.  THAT, in the end, might be
what splits your folks up -- your mother has more, eh, call it moral fiber,
than your poppa."  He had Maria on his lap, at that point, and he hugged her.
"You need to both plan what you're gonna do when your momma moves out.  Maybe
it'll be your poppa, but I bet it won't be -- your momma will be looking for
something new.  She won't want to hang out in that house -- too many
memories.  The other thing she'll be dealing with is sex -- the whole strange
dick thing.  That won't go away, and it's hurting her some -- her pride, more
than anything else.  Martin says it can't be fixed -- and I believe him.  His
hookers -- the ones he used as lab rats -- didn't really present the symptoms
in a recognizable way, so he missed it and they did your momma up brown
before they realized they might be overdoing it.  If I was to guess, if your
momma hits the street, her feet will lead her to me."

	"What will you do?" Maria asked.

	Crazy Joe sighed.  "Take her in -- I owe her.  If nothing else, she's
your momma."

	Maria stirred herself.  "Joe, what if I want to live with you?"

	Joe licked his lower lip.  "I'll take you.  It won't last forever,
but while it does, I think it's gonna be sweet.  I can't marry you but I can
keep you real well -- you'll want for nothing, or nothing much, anyway."  He
shifted his gaze to Robert.  "If I take them, I'll take you -- and you won't
hurt for it."  Robert nodded.

	At that point, Crazy Joe hopped up and bounced Maria to the floor.
"Let's go get that pizza!"

	Three hours later, the kids let themselves in and found their parents
in bed asleep.  "Well, maybe they'll be all right," Robert whispered.

	"We can hope, but..." Maria shrugged.  The pair went about their
business, getting ready for the next day, then quietly entertained themselves
until bedtime.  Gina and Tony slept right through until morning.


	Friday dawned, more or less without a plan.  Crazy Joe put out the
word through his network of contacts that he had a couple of 'resources'
available.  That would take a couple of days to bear fruit, in all
probability.  On another front, though, Jerome called.

	"We playin' poker?" Jerome asked.

	"I wasn't planning on it," Crazy Joe replied.

	"How's Bobby?"

	"He's fine.  He got some pussy yesterday or the day before, and he
seems to have stopped worrying."

	"Oh."  Jerome absorbed this.  "Does he still want to see me?"

	"I asked him that.  From his answer, I think maybe he is bisexual.  I
hope that doesn't dash your hopes for him," Crazy Joe replied.

	"Well, I do a little pussy every once in a while," Jerome said
heavily.  Crazy Joe said nothing.  "So he hasn't made up his mind?" Jerome
clarified.

	"Yeah.  He's not worried anymore, but he's not settled on one side or
the other of the fence," Crazy Joe amplified.  "He said something about not
having done everything on either side.  He also said that some things were
probably more or less unisex."

	"Huh.  Can you get a hold of him?  I'd like to see him," Jerome
requested.

	"Yeah, probably.  Tonight?"

	"Well, yeah, if possible."

	"I'll see what I can do."

	Crazy Joe called Maria.  "Hey, Sweetheart, can you get the phone to
your brother any time soon?  I need to talk to him."

	"What about, Joe?"

	"Jerome."

	"Oh."

	"What do you think of that?  I'm not pimping him, now..." Crazy Joe
advised.  "This is between Robert and Jerome."  He paused, then said,
"Jerome's sweet on him, you know."

	"How dangerous is that, Sweetie?" Maria asked, worried.

	"No worse than if Jerome was a woman," Joe opined.

	"So Jerome wouldn't..."

	"Jerome has a thing about women -- and it's probably justified, if
you look at his history.  His momma was a whirling bitch, and she wasn't the
only female relative he had that was.  But as far as I know he doesn't treat
his boyfriends bad," Joe explained.

	"Oh, okay.  It'll be a little while -- next period, probably --
before I can get him the phone."

	"Okay."

	"Has Mr. Frank called for Regina?"

	"Not yet, but you never know."  A germ of an idea began to grow.
"Let me know if she comes asking," Joe directed.

	"I will."

	"Bye, Sweetheart."


	Before Maria could pass the word -- and the phone -- to her brother,
Regina chased her down.  "Are they doing the card thing?"

	"No.  Uncle Joe said to let him know if you were interested in
anything, though," Maria related.

	"Momma got some twice now since I have," Regina groused.

	Maria grinned.  "I'll pass the word."  She hurried off to find
Robert.

	Fortunately, Robert was down at his locker, swapping out books.
Maria handed him the phone.  "Joe wants you to call him.  Jerome called.  And
Regina wants to go out -- Joe asked me to pass that on if she said anything."

	"Oh, okay."  Robert took the phone.  Once in the Boy's Room, he made
the call.  "Joe?"

	"Yeah, hey, I'm your social secretary today," Crazy Joe rumbled.
"Jerome is about to piss himself worrying about you."

	"Sorry!"

	"Hey, it's all right.  Look, if you want to see him, I'll break you
loose from the folks.  I'm not pimping you, either -- you can do what you
like.  You can make him pay or you can just date him or whatever."

	"Well, I'd like to..."

	"Okay.  I'll tell him.  He'll be tickled dusky pink."

	"Maria says Regina hit her up," Robert relayed.

	"Hmmmm.  Frank called, too," Joe related.  "I'm thinking maybe we can
just do a little party.  Your folks can attend -- it'll keep them out of
trouble -- but you do whatever.  We can ring Regina in..."

	"Joe?  What about her mother?" Robert asked.

	"What about her?" Joe asked, treading carefully.

	"She's the woman I slept with..."

	"Hmmm.  Son, you want to be careful about trying to have your cake
and eat it too.  She doesn't know about Regina's sex life, either, right?
That will complicate things," Joe mused.

	"Damn!" Robert cursed.

	"Well, we could just throw everything in the pot and see if it
bubbles over..." Joe mused.  "That might be fun.  Family Night.  Everybody
gets to let their hair down..."  He chuckled.  "You get to keep Jerome from
beating the shit out of Regina's mom -- which might distract her enough that
Regina can get laid...  You up for that?"

	"I want them to meet," Robert insisted.

	"On your head be it, then.  I'll call the adults.  We'll gather you
all here and them bring them in, a dose at a time, and wait for the smoke
alarm to go off," Joe chuckled.

	"It won't be THAT bad, will it?" Robert asked.

	"Kid, you gotta learn sometime -- and it sounds like entertainment to
me.  At least nobody will be armed."  Joe hung up, chuckling.

	Robert passed the phone -- and the word -- at lunch.  "Party at
Joe's.  Regina is invited.  Frank will be there, I think."  Robert glanced
around.  "So will Doris."

	"Regina won't like that."

	"I'm going to be trying to keep Doris busy.  Maybe you shouldn't tell
Regina, though."

	"Robert..."

	"Mama and Poppa will be there, too.  Joe says they only get to be
there, not make a fuss."

	"And Jerome?" Maria prompted.

	"Yeah, he'll be there."

	"Are you crazy?"

	"I want them to, I dunno, see the competition," Robert offered by way
of explanation.

	"That's nuts!"

	"Maybe..."

	Crazy Joe got on the horn, enjoying his work.  "Jerome?  Joe.  Looks
like I'm throwing a party -- Family Night, I'm calling it.  Robert's mama and
poppa will be here, too -- and his supplier of wet pussy, who just happens to
be little Regina's mom.  How big are your balls?"

	Jerome allowed that they were large enough; Crazy Joe moved on to
Doris.  "Ms. Hicks, this is Maria's Uncle Joe.  How you doin'?"

	"Oh, fine..."  'What could this be about?'

	"Hey, I'm having a little family thing at my place and Regina is
invited.  Actually, I called to invite you, too.  Maria and Robert's folks
will be here, and Robert's boyfriend.  I thought maybe you might want to meet
them.  Then you can always drag Robert off to the carriage house out back and
fuck his brains out, then come back and thumb your noise at his boyfriend,"
Joe chuckled, adding, "That's one scenario, anyway...  You could always play
it straight, I guess."

	"I -- I..."  Doris was very fond of Robert, and somewhat concerned
about the whole gay thing, but she had no real grip on him.  On the other
hand, the situation seemed... risky, somehow -- racy.  It would be
interesting -- an adventure.  Certainly, the man who was having sex with
Robert wouldn't be telling his parents about it.  Everyone would be there,
pressing forward with their little hidden agendas.  "It sounds like it will
be an interesting gathering," she said after a moment's thought.  "Who else
will be there?"

	"Well, staff, business associates.  It won't be huge but there will
be some interesting people there."

	'Hmmm.  Staff...  Maybe that Hammer guy will be there.  If I can't
pry Robert loose from the other guy, maybe...'  Doris had done without for
several months, then had a couple of bouts of good sex -- and now, a couple
of days later, she had the craving.  "I'd love to come.  It sounds like it
will be anything but boring."

	"I'll send a car around seven.  Dress is casual -- don't go wild
unless you want to for some reason.  I'll be picking up the kids at school
and getting them through their homework and stuff here before the adults
arrive," Joe explained.

	"Oh, okay."

	"See you then..."

	Next up was Frankowski.  "Hey, Frank.  I set something up, but if
you're gonna pork little Regina you're gonna have to hide it from her momma
-- she'll be here, too.  It's Family Night -- I'm bringing in Maria and
Robert's parents, too -- but I own them, basically -- the guy is into me for
several grand, and I'm making the old lady pay off in pussy -- generally
right under his nose.  Regina's momma doesn't know shit -- but she's been
fucking Robert..."

	"Jeezus!  Sounds like a three-ring circus!" Frankowski exploded.

	"Yeah.  Jerome's comin' and he'll want to hang all over Robert.  I
don't plan to let Maria's parents hold me up too much, either -- but that
means that at some point we'll probably have to put a ring through Regina's
momma's nose.  That shouldn't be too difficult, actually, since we have
Robert to hang over her.  She doesn't know about Regina's thing about older
guys, though."

	"So you got a bunch of people comin' who are doin' shit they
shouldn't -- and everybody's got a secret," Frankowski mused.

	"Yeah," Joe chuckled.  "I'll be locking up the knife drawer and we'll
be checking guns at the door.  I figure something will go up with a bang if I
have to light the fuse!"

	"Yeah, all right, sounds like fun," Frankowski mused.  "I can always
drag little Regina off to the carriage house for a fuck, right?"

	"If someone else isn't using it," Joe agreed.  "And if they are, and
it's Regina's old lady -- who I'm SURE is gonna take a dick at some point --
you can fuck in the main house.  There's plenty of places."

	"Awright.  We can play pool or something.  What time?"

	"I'll spread out some chow at eight or so," Joe advised.

	"Good enough."  Frankowski hung up.

	That left the Tomasellis.  Joe called Gina at home.  "It's Crazy Joe.
I'm throwing a party tonight -- Family Night, I'm calling it.  There's gonna
be a cast of characters -- I'll give you two the thumbnail sketch when you
get here.  Get the old man on the horn, so he doesn't get lost on the way
home.  Prepare to get fucked -- both of you.  It may not happen, but if it
does, we'll take it off the bill, as long as it isn't one of my people.  My
people dick you for free."  He paused.  "Where was I?  Oh, yeah.  I'll be
picking up the kids at school and bringing them here and seeing to it they do
their homework and shit.  Maria's little friend Regina will be along -- do
you know her?  Well, never mind -- I'll explain it all when you get here.
Dress is casual -- a little sexy, but not totally trampy, since you'll be
doing the parent thing with Regina's mother and Jerome and who knows who else
-- for a while, anyway.  You'll come up with something.  Hammer will be along
a little after seven with a car to pick you up."

	"Hammer?"

	"My driver.  You've seen him at my place."  Joe reflected that there
was a lot Gina and Tony didn't know -- and it amused him.  "Be ready."  He
hung up.

	Gina called Tony and explained as best she could.  "I don't know what
is going on, but Crazy Joe seemed pleased with himself," she finished.

	"Which means that there are probably going to be unpleasant
surprises," Tony sighed.

	"Yeah."

	"Okay, I won't stop off anywhere."  Tony hung up.


	Crazy Joe was in the limo when it came to pick the three of them --
Maria, Robert, and Regina -- up from school.  "Okay, Robert started this, but
I ran with it.  We're gonna have a little party -- I'm calling it Family
Night -- and everybody who ever had sex with anybody is gonna be there.
Jerome is coming, and Frankowski is coming -- but your momma is coming, too,
Regina.  Your folks will also be there..."  He glanced at Maria and Robert.
"On the adult end, everybody has a dirty little secret from somebody, you
know?  Your folks haven't met Jerome and they don't know Doris fucked Robert
-- yeah, I know about that -- and of course, Doris doesn't know Frank's had
the frankfurter in Regina.  Now, Regina, you can play it straight and sneak
off with Frank at some point, or you can come out -- we've got plenty on your
momma to be able to nail her feet to the floor.  Personally, I think it would
be more fun if you filled your momma in."  He turned to Robert.  "Your folks
will be there and they're gonna meet both of your fuck buddies -- but I'm
going to have a leash on them.  You can do as you please, up to and including
making a total spectacle of yourself -- your call.  Maria, I'm going to start
out being careful -- at least until Doris' fangs are pulled -- and we won't
go all the way tonight in any case, but I might do a little recreational
feeling you up for your mama's entertainment and mine, if nothing else.
We're going to move forward.  Have I missed anything?"

	"I'm confused," Regina said faintly.

	"It's simple, Honey," Joe explained.  "By the end of the night, if I
get my way, everybody will know everything and we'll all be one big happy
family.  You kids can do what you like, more or less, from sneaking off in
secret to cuddle up with people one at a time to holding a gang-bang in the
middle of the living room.  I'll be holding your parents in check, one way or
another.  Regina, if you want my advice, if you want to see Mr. Frank on a
regular basis, you'll take this opportunity to tell all to momma -- or what's
going on now, at least, if you want to change the names to protect the
guilty."  He turned to Robert, "You asked for this.  Take it as far as you
like -- but I'm going to want to unmask Doris to protect Regina.  Your folks
can't do anything, anyway."  He turned to Maria, "Sweetie, you don't care if
I tweak Mama's nose a little, do you?  Poppa's, too, probably, but I think
his is a little numb."

	"Well..."  Maria's reluctance was mostly pretence and they both knew
it.  "Is there anything else you're doing to Mama and Poppa?"

	"Aside from waving your sex partners in front of them?  No.  If
somebody takes a shine to one of them and wants some nookie, I'll take it off
their tab -- that's okay, right?"

	Maria pursed her lips.  "Yeah, that's okay."

	"All right!"  Joe sat back.  "When we get to the house, you kids dig
into your homework so it isn't hanging over you when the fun starts."

	Regina spent the whole trip pensive, and Maria had to cajole her to
get her mind on other things...  While they worked on their homework, Regina
popped up and said, "What's Momma gonna say?"

	Maria squeezed her hand.  "Trust Joe.  If he says your momma is
handled, she's handled.  But you can go talk to him about it -- right after
you finish that math problem!"  For the last part of the sentence, Maria put
on a deep voice and pretended to be a parent.  Regina giggled and went back
to work.

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