To Catch a Sub - 004 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 004

... end."

Mark yawned.

"Ok But remember murder is still illegal and I ain't helping you move bodies."

"Nothing like that. Have you eaten?"

"I haven't even peed yet."

"Then pee, shower, get dressed and meet me at the grill on 88th street in an hour."

"You are asking a lot for an hour, but I'll be there."

Forty-five minutes later Anthony was sitting in front of the grill. He had his laptop and was busy reading when he saw Mark pull into the parking lot in his rather mundane ten-year-old Ford Crown vic. Anthony went out to meet him.

"When are you gonna spring for a new ride?"

"What. That's the perfect car for a private investigator whose main source of income is taking photos of cheating spouses."

"But it's old and worn out."

"Don't believe everything you see. That is a former Ford Crown Vic Police interceptor. It has a nearly new 4.6-liter interceptor engine. Police tires and suspension. Nobody pays any attention to those things. I could park it in any neighborhood and not draw a spit worth of attention. On the other hand, if I need to get away or keep up with someone, I can do it with ease."

Anthony listened.

"Ok. I'll take your word for it."

"Come on and let's get something to eat. I got to go back on stakeout in a few hours. If I can catch this guy with his girlfriend, it could be a payday worth a couple of hundred grand."

Anthony looked at Mark incredulously. They entered the restaurant. Mark chose the last booth at the back of ...

... the restaurant, and he sat facing the front door. They both ordered a burger and fries. Mark ordered a large chocolate shake. Anthony ordered a cola.

"Ok. Tell me what this grand scheme is?"

Mark expected some half-baked plan that would backfire in 10 minutes. He anticipated picking the plan apart with ease. He listened half-heartedly at first, but as Anthony laid out his plan he began to glimmer of hope.

"Ok. So, I have to somehow insinuate myself into Sasha's fantasies or whatever is driving her down this road. Is that a good assumption?"

"Yeah. That is what I understand."

"But I have to do it in such a way that all of her desire is transferred to me and away from whatever it is that she is looking for, correct?"

"Yeah."

"On top of all that I can't do it in a way that will make her think she has betrayed me or our trust because she has been going behind my back with all this."

"That's what Peter said."

"Then I got to act like what the bear wants to eat."

"What the fuck does that mean."

"Something my secretary said when I asked her how you trap a fox. It sounded stupid to me too, until I looked at it from outside the box, just like you said."

"Go on."

"Sasha is looking for something. Obviously, it is something I haven't been giving her. Maybe it is something she is afraid to ask me about or confide in me because she thinks I will think that she is a pervert, or a slut, or some kind of nut."

Mark was listening intently now. This was ...