A New Day, A New You part 8 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 8

... clear the table and without a word head to my office to handle some minor details and check in on a few contacts out in the world. It’s quiet on the work front but right now we’re not only flush for spending cash but our reserves are ready for a great deal of pro bono work. Having everything in order for once feels good and when I get a text message from Jun asking about Stuart I damn near lose my shit. I’m changed into jeans, a t shirt, my black jacket and I’m halfway out of the garage without my phone on Pale Horse before anyone can figure out what happened. I need separation right now or the kids are going to see a side of me I keep out of the home. I have never snapped in front of them and with everyone coming at me about taking his right to get some revenge on this Chez fucker I’m pissed off and need to cool down. I find myself somewhere I don’t often frequent, a bar in the bad part of Tacoma. I’m not drinking heavily but a single malt scotch has my name written all over it as I sip and stew on the subject. I get questioned so often and considering I haven’t been wrong in a big way in a very long time I’d like to believe that my family has some fucking faith in me. I have been out for a couple hours and I can feel Ben watching me from the entrance as I’m sitting on a stool at the bar. “They’re worried sir,” my tracker and eyes informs me standing next to my stool. “Yeah well be worried if I stayed home and answered the same question for the god knows how many time and ...

... blew up in front of the kids,” I state taking another sip. “I get that you’re tired of listening but maybe you need to listen to the rest. At least to quiet their questions,” Ben says trying to be diplomatic. “No, I lead and you all follow. When we started all this back in high school it was my lead and you all do what I need done remember,” I tell him and he nods,” Why is it so difficult for people to trust me is my question.” “It’s not about trusting you; a lot of us are fond of the kid. Yeah he’s your protégé but your wives care about him and more than a few people on the team are more hopeful about his success than we’ve been with previous people you’ve run through,” Ben says still taking the diplomatic approach. “And he needs to handle his own revenge, I told him that he should learn to handle this on his own and if he needed some support to ask but he wants to prove that he can do this himself,” I tell Ben who is quick to counter. “Except he’s not, he’s not going after the punk and it’s been weeks,” He says in a calm tone. “Well then that’s his call to make and I’m not going to push it,” I state for the record. “Alright well I have to get home to my wife and tell yours that you’re cooling off. For the record we can see what you’re doing, trying to get Stuart to think for himself on the situation but we just care a bit more about the kid than we originally thought,” Ben states heading out. Well at least someone is listening to me. I stay for another hour and head out to ...