Another Not So Fiction Adventure: Part 5

“Just so you know Rudy and Ludmilla are RN’s as well as bodybuilders RJ” said Alvida as Rudy put electrode pads on my inner thighs and abdomen. They turned me on my side and put a large electrode pad across my back and laid me on this wide reclining new age hospital bed.

Ludmilla strapped my right arm to the arm rest and brought the oxygen mask to the recliner and attached it to a device generating smoke through a series of clear tubes. I heard Alvida say, “Michal should be here any minute”.

Michal wearing a short gray business suit and a sheer black blouse showed up and sat in a chair next to the recliner.

“Alvida speaks highly of you, so does Kirk RJ.” My eyes bugged out, now I realized I have been set up. Michal smiled and said “Kirk does work for some of my friends in the law business too.

Kirk and my brother did business together for several years.” Michal looked at Ludmilla and nodded, I tried to move as Ludmilla set a medlock on my hand. Alvida said, “I knew there was a reason.”

The needle produced a small drop of blood as what felt like a garden hose was pushed into the veins of my hand. Michal continued, “We want to make a deal with you, give your report to Ara, tell him everything you saw here, even the few plants grown for medical marijuana. Your ‘modest’ description and casual detail will help us immensely.”

I said to Michal, “Why should I do this?” Michal unfolded her arms, touched my face and said “In return we will treat your pain.” I looked into Michal’s eyes and said “Why did Kirk even involve me in this?” Michal smiled and said, “Kirk set this up because Ara owes him thousands of dollars in fees and he wants nothing to do with this ‘family feud’. Kirk does want us to help you.”

“How does Kirk know about what you do here?” Michal and Alvida smiled together and I thought OH NO! Michal said “Kirk has been a patient here but no one is at liberty to talk about what he was treated for. Just know that this is a multipurpose pain treatment and rehabilitation retreat that also helps indigent and desperate women back into being productive citizens. I said “I'll accept help for the pain but I don’t want to be in this mess at all, ....I'm tired and I am in a lot of pain Michal.”

Now the hard faces around me were full of empathy and/or pity. I wanted nothing more to do with this because I was a pawn in a chess game and a family fight. I said to Alvida, “I can’t believe Kirk sold me out, I can’t believe he put me in a position to be harmed.” Alvida said “we would never harm you, in fact I will take you back right now…but you will never know if you could be without pain.

You’re here, let us help you, I will be with you, We’ll do everything to make you comfortable, get treated.”

“Alvida, you were treated here with Katie?” “Yeah RJ, I was dealing with depression and shame.” As Rudy continued prepping me, Ludmilla, along with the old woman M.D. who interviewed me (the old woman said “my name is Dr. Moode”) were working around the recliner.

I asked Alvida, “do you ever talk to the woman who abused you.” “Why do you ask, RJ?” “You never mentioned the Marine Officers name when we talked?”

I looked at Alvida, “You said she got you your job, this job.” Alvida put her hand on my face and said “RJ, her name is Michal Ruckert” Michal’s eyes had a tear as she looked down. Now I understood a little more as my heart sank. It all showed up on the monitoring equipment, the ekg/bp/pulse monitor was beeping, wining and ringing while Dr. Moode said “we have to get your blood pressure down.”

I quivered as the Doctor said “I will treat your pain with two approaches, first we will give you a little motrin to relax your muscles and make you more receptive to the inhalation treatment which will consist of medically enhanced cannibinoids.” “What are cannibinoids Doc?” Dr. Moode said, “Essentially highly enhanced THC. Then we will give you blood pressure medication intravenously.” Then the Doctor put the mask on my face as Ludmilla put the motrin syringe in the medlock. Michal smiled as she held Alvida’s hand.

I could smell it, it was definitely ganja with an easy light steamy scent that caused my lungs to tickle a bit, after a few minutes I began to float and started to ‘see things’. I thought I saw Michal get naked and sit in a recliner while Alvida strapped her into the chair. Everything started to float, Rudy (amazon sister) sat at a machine with dials and buttons and Ludmilla looked like she put another syringe in the medlock. “You will at first feel light-headed, then euphoria” said the old Doctor.

I started to fade in and out while things were happening to me and around me, I was responding to suggestions and commands as a soothing massaging buzz shot through my back and groin. Everything was floating as the world faded to white. I could hear voices, I felt sensations that I never felt before in parts of my body I didn’t think you could feel in.

I soon after passed out only vaguely remembering images, sounds and sensations. When I woke up it was in one of the upstairs bedrooms and the sun was coming up. Before I could get up Dr. Moode walked in.

“I need you to get up very slowly and walk with me to the next room, don’t be shy, I’ve seen naked men before.” I followed the Doctor to another room I was given a robe, a cane and a cup of coffee and walked out to the courtyard.

I felt no pain, not even a twinge, though my rear end felt a little sore. In the courtyard was Michal in a see-through yellow bikini with Alvida in a sheer red bikini, both in sunglasses reclining in the shade.

“Sit down RJ” said Alvida as she passed me my phone. “Call Kirk and make your report.” I did just that, noting a ‘few marijuana plants’ one or two workers and a neat well staffed medical and rest facility. I then asked Kirk to call me on Michal’s phone, she was surprised but gave me her phone. Michal’s cell phone rang.

I said damn! I answered the phone and said “Kirk why did you put me through this…why didn’t you just tell me to come here in the first place.” Kirk said “RJ, If something unforeseen did happen you would have been confused. This way you know what you know and we all get paid.” I said “I’ll talk to you later Kirk.”

I hung up and gave Michal her phone back. Dr. Moode sat down with us and asked how I felt. “I don’t have the back or groin pain but my ass feels real sore Doc.” The Doctor had a light smile on her face and said “Michal and Alvida will discuss your ‘anal relaxation treatment’.” “What? Anal treatment!” I sat with my mouth open and eyes bugging. I said “maybe some of my hallucinations weren’t hallucinations at all Dr. Assfreak.”

The Doctor said “calm down RJ, I did not have anything to do with that part of your treatment”. I said “I though I saw Michal naked being tied to a recliner by Alvida who had her head in her crotch.” Michal held hands with Alvida both giggling uncontrollably. “I thought I saw Ludmilla turn me over, I felt everything, but I couldn’t move. It had to be a hallucination.”

“No, not at all, the cannibinoid medication given to you effects directly your cerebrum and cerebellum (brain) by altering your brain chemistry and changes the way your brain sends messages to your body. That’s how we treat the pain” said Dr. Moode. “I will write a prescription for exercises and cannibis. Take care RJ.” The Doctor walked back inside. I immediately went on the offensive and said “So Alvida, you have a relationship with your attacker…she taught you well!”

Before Alvida could speak Michal leaned in and said, “I made right what I did wrong and whenever I feel guilty about what I did I call Alvida and we come to the retreat and continue to work it out.” I asked “Work it out how Michal?”

Alvida now spoke up, “Levon helped us with a way to confront the anger and aggression and the shame through a process we call ‘surrender’.” I put my hands up and said “Ok, I’ll leave that alone ladies, but I see women working here but no men, why.”

Michal said, “because men only get pain treatment, the women get prepared to live out in the world again and not be ashamed of themselves or live in fear. That’s why they get to live here for up to three months by that time we find them jobs and housing.” “OK, I guess you trust the men who come here not to tell their wives about this place Michal.” Michal lowered her sun glasses so I could see her eyes and said “Trust is found in compromise RJ.” Then Michal passed me a folder.

I opened the folder and looked through it, there were several pictures of me in very compromising positions with weird devices in ways too vulgar to describe. “I see your point Michal, now I feel used, lied to and cheated.” Alvida and Michal had a long talk with me after I got “medicated”. We spent time together working out my ‘fee’ for services rendered on behalf of the ‘Gentlemen’s Club’. I got dressed then Alvida and I drove back to Altadena.

A few days later I got on a plane back to New York with a new therapy for pain and a medical marijuana card. I'm so glad this is finished.

RJ

Another Not So Fiction Adventure: Part 4

“Where were we, Oh Yes, the special part of this retreat, follow me RJ.”

“Look Alvida, maybe I should be going, since Michal is showing up and all, I’m sure you two have much business to look after, especially if the lady we drove up here didn’t wanna come” (I was scared I was an accomplice to kidnapping). “We do have business tonight RJ, that business is you!”

Alvida said, “Come on, you need to see this RJ, you want to make sure that Katie is safe don’t you?” Now I was really scared and in hellacious pain but put on my cop façade to hide my apprehension. “Sure, why not Alvida.” Alvida looked on me pitifully and had one of the suntan babe’s in her work clothes (tan t-shirt and bikini bottom) run up to me with a cane. Alvida said, “use this, we have walking to do.”

We went back through the courtyard, into another room which was locked behind us and had a combination keypad next to the door. We went down another flight of stairs into a dimly lit hallway. At the end of the hallway was a steel door with a keypad next to it. By the time we got to the end of the hallway we waited for the two big Amazon type women, one black, one white, who were now walking down the hallway to Alvida and I.

They were not fat but buffed out like body builders, they had on gray sweat pants and construction boots with black wife beater t-shirts that stuck to their skin. As the two tall powerful women got to us Alvida said, RJ, face the wall. I said, “what!” After which the black amazon pushed my face into the wall as Alvida entered the code key and opened the door. The Amazons then shoved me through the open portal into a place I didn’t want to be. “I have a bad enough time walking without you shoving me broadzilla.” Alvida snapped “be careful with him.”

It was a huge facility with several areas separated by partitions, in some areas were white padded walls and a black thick padded floor (you could drop an egg on it and it wouldn’t break). One area had hospital beds and another area had several large red recliners with straps on the head, arm and foot rests. The recliner area also had several racks, poles, shelves, therapy equipment, electronic stimulation machines, inversion tables and inhalation devices with masks.

In one of the partitioned areas with a hospital bed and a gray recliner, in there was a woman, half nude sprawled out on the recliner, staring at the ceiling. Alvida said “RJ, lets go talk to Katie. Let Katie tell you what happened today.” We walked over to Katie who was awake and coherent. Alvida took Katies hand, “Katie, how you doing sweetheart?”

“Katie looked at Alvida and smiled and said, “fine now, I think I need to talk to the shrink tomorrow.” “Katie, tell RJ what happened today, everything” asked Alvida. The amazon sisters, Ludmilla and Rudy, disappeared inside this huge facility as Katie sat up.

Katie was wearing only shorts, she was in her early 30’s and totally gorgeous and I fought thinking about anything except her safety. Katie knew I was a man but was totally uninhibited about being nude. The room was a comfortable 75 to 80 degrees. Katie had dark brown hair, brown eyes and a wonderful smile. Katie looked at me and said, “I found out from a friend who came to take me home from the club that my boyfriend was in an accident and in the hospital, Kaiser on Sunset.

My friend Becky told me that he was in CCU and only immediate family could see him. I called his Mom to get permission to see him. His Mom told me he was brain dead and she was pulling the plug on him, and I was the reason he got into the accident in the first place. Eddie’s Mom said I was nothing more than a street slut and her son is dead because of me. Becky said he had candy and flowers in the car… he was going to propose to me.” Tears streamed down Katie’s face.

Katie went on, “I was finishing up at the Club and told Mort what happened, I broke down, went into the kitchen behind the bar, I locked the door, turned on the gas and tried to join my Eddie in heaven. Next thing I remember is Alvida and Mort carrying me and then I passed out again.”

Katie blew her nose and dried her tears. “You guys brought me back here, me and Alvida went through treatment together, we sand whores look after each other…and we do.”

Alvida said, “thanks Katie, we are going to let you rest, the Psychologist is going to see you in a while and probably get you on some meds. See you in the morning sweetie.” “Alvida, will I still have a job?” Alvida said “When your well enough to work you will have your work waiting for you. Rest baby.”

“Can I ask Katie a question Alvida?” “Anything RJ!” quipped Alvida. I sat slowly cringing in pain and asked “What keeps you from running away? Did you want to come here?” Katie laughed, saying “why would I do that? Where else would I go…the cops left me in the streets after I had been kicked out of a shelter, this is my family.”

Katie looked at me and said “beside all who go through here are loved in every way, would you ever betray your own family?” Alvida said “rest sweetheart.” Katie motioned Alvida over to her and whispered something in her ear.

Alvida giggled and said looking at me “he will be, you can bet he will be.” Katie waved at me, closed her eyes and curled up in a fetal position. Katie was gorgeous. Now I was worried for my safety as Alvida approached me. “Alvida what did you mean by ‘he will be’.” “Treated!” Alvida snapped.

Alvida grabbed my hand and said “Walk with me down the corridor RJ.” The Amazon sisters, Ludmilla and Rudy materialized behind me and looked at me like a piece of meat. “What kind of treatment am I getting? Are you people planning to harm me?”

“For one thing RJ, this facility is quite legal and what we do here is not criminal. You need to also know that we here are quite close, personally and professionally.” Alvida’s eyes got hard as she stared me down. I took out my cell to call Kirk but it didn’t work. Rudy (Amazon sister #1) took my phone from me.

Meanwhile on Interstate 10 leaving Fontana City Limits, Michal hit the accelerator on her 10 cylinder Jaguar and set the cruise control at 80 MPH. The tone on her blue tooth earpiece went off and she answered the call. “Michal here,…Yes Levon, your brother is investigating you?..How do you know…your Uncle Zed said what to Jeezus?”

Looking down the highway Michal continued on the call. “Your brother is trying to find out all about the Retreat, I know our friend RJ is working for your brother Ara…. don’t worry he will never testify in court…Levon, I already spoke to Alvida, Katie is not an issue…I will be there soon, Levon…don’t worry about RJ…he will be irreparably compromised…leave that to me.” Michal speed dialed Alvida, she was 25 minutes away.

Meanwhile back at the ‘Retreat’ I was interviewed for treatment by Medical Doctors away from Alvida and the Amazon Sisters. I said, “I don’t want to be here if I’m going to be hurt.” “We are Medical Doctors, with sheepskin hanging on the walls and name tags, if you want to leave, then go.

But it is my opinion the multiple spasms your having will keep you from driving, any drugs you take for pain will definitely keep you from driving. We are here to help you RJ” said the mature female Doctor.

Alvida was walked into the cubicle and said “Sign this form RJ, its for your medical marijuana card.” I didn’t read the form, the Doctors walked away after I signed it. I sat in the large dark red recliner as Ludmilla finished binding my left arm to the arm of the recliner while Rudy opened my shirt and stripped me, leaving me naked from the waste down.

Alvida turned cold and said, “You ask a lot of questions for someone who is just looking to heal the hurts. What I’m going to do is find out from you what those real motives are? And I know when I do you will get what you have come for and we will get another ‘convert’.”

Alvida made a gesture with her eyes and Rudy said, “It would be good for your health to do what we tell you”. Rudy guided me toward a wide hospital bed with all kinds of things hooked up to it in the back .

Ludmilla picked me up and laid me on the bed. I held the pen wondering what I signed. Ludmilla opened a black doctors bag and pulled out a syringe.

I was frightened and it showed. Alvida kissed my forehead and said “I promise you it will be all good.” “What did I really sign Alvida?” Alvida then read the medical marijuana document along with the treatment notice. I thought I understood it but said, “what?” because I didn’t quite believe all I heard. Alvida read it to me again.

“Just so you know Rudy and Ludmilla are RN’s as well as bodybuilders RJ” said Alvida as Rudy put electrode pads on my inner thighs and abdomen. They turned me on my side and put a large electrode pad across my back and laid me on this wide reclining new age hospital bed.

Ludmilla strapped my right arm to the arm rest and brought the oxygen mask to the recliner and attached it to a device generating smoke through a series of clear tubes. I heard Alvida say, “Michal should be here any minute”.

(More to follow)

Another Not So Fiction Adventure: Up The Down Road Pt 3

My back and groin were in spasm as I limped toward Alvida.
“What is this place Alvida? Please tell me what’s going on.”

Alvida said “this is a retreat, this is Levon’s little secret world where he helps people who have a lot of different kinds of problems. I’m going to get you help for your pain problems RJ. I will walk slow so you can keep up with me, OK RJ?” “OK Alvida”

Back in Century City - It was about 4:30 in the afternoon when Levon, Jeezus, and Michal sat down with Ara. After a conference call with Erin, Levon’s parents and his daughter Lillia. All parties tentatively agreed that Jeezus and Lillia could live with Levon in his rich desert community in the hills outside Palm Springs.

Erin issued a warning, “Levon, if you expose my kids to any kind of lascivious life style, I will have you in court, but as things are, I have no problem with our agreement.”

As the meeting broke up Levon asked Michal to take Jeezus to his office at the club and he would meet them there. Levon spoke alone with Ara.

“Levon, I’m not totally stupid and I know you, what are you keeping off the table, what is it that your keeping out of sight?”

“Ara, I have a ministry that I don’t think many would understand. I take in broken women and make them complete again so they can live their lives and have a relationship with God and break free of their sinful past.”

Ara looked at Levon over his glasses “Where do you take these broken women and how do you ‘complete’ them Levon?” “Look Ara, I don’t want to get into where and how I help these women but I do not sell them and I do not sleep with them, but I do help them get work, shelter, healthcare and education” said Levon as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ara said “Watch yourself Levon, you really need to let me know everything so I can protect you.” Levon, with both hands out said “Ara, just help me through this, I promise I will tell and reveal everything to you, but not just now, OK.” Ara sat on the conference table in his law office and nodded affirmatively.

Levon left to catch up with Michal and Jeezus.

Back In The High Desert...The house on the hill looked worn out and sand scarred as Alvida walked me to the back.

“Remember you asked to know ‘what is here’ just know that your coming along might compromise me with my boss, but I know I can trust you to keep what you see to yourself.”

I wondered how she knew she could trust me – I don’t know if I can trust me. As we went inside the living room was immaculate but simple, the dining room spacious with elaborate carved furniture from the 1920’s.

Alvida walked me around the whole large 6 room house and then out to the deck that surrounded the back. The deck was elevated above the back yard which was surrounded by the hills, I looked down on the barren landscape and saw nothing but Joshua Trees and desert vegetation, but I caught the dry smell of what could only be raw hemp.

Alvida walked me back inside and into one of the bedrooms, she guided me into a vestibule with a hidden door in the back that led to a wide hallway. We walked down the wide stairs into a huge courtyard hewn into the hill, hidden from sight under the house.

It was decorated in art deco fashion with sculptures of nude men and women. We walked forward through a gated area into a high tech green house at least two acres in area that ran underground but was filled with natural sunlight

I saw row upon row of six to eight foot high marijuana plants. Alvida said “This area is about 2 acres, sunlight is bounced of the polished steel and mirrors until we get the light we want.

The heat is a byproduct of the sunlight we amplify with the mirrors.” There were women all over, built like goddesses in bikini bottoms and tan t-shirts tied at their bountiful chests revealing much cleavage. The women were barefoot and very suntan too.

Alvida said, “We have workshops for wood, knitting, sewing and metalwork. We also have offices where psychiatrist, psychologists and private social workers visit to help the women here through their mental crisis. And we have a minister who teaches the absolute truth from God’s word, a bible teacher and a preacher, RJ.”

“Levon is also their employer too, right Alvida?” “Only until they can do better, then they are on their own RJ.”

Alvida continued with her tour, “this ‘renovation’ was done with funds from some colleges in England and Australia, the medical marijuana pain treatments given here are monitored by Doctors that are members of the American College of Physicians.

We are not worried that anyone will reveal our medical treatment center at this retreat RJ.” I said, “but some things here are best left not known or unsaid? Right Alvida?” “No, because this is all quite legal.”

“We will visit the best part of this ‘retreat’ next, RJ.” Alvida’s cell phone played ‘Broken Glass’ by Annie Lennox as she answered the phone. “Yes Michal, I have him here,…good Levon will be pleased with the work at the Club…he’s going to run things tonight?

What! (Alvida then gave me a hot, vicious stare) Really? OK,…you’ll be here when…great. We will see you when you get here….Yes Ma’am,…bye.”

“Where were we, Oh Yes, the special part of this retreat, follow me RJ.” “Look Alvida, maybe I should be going, since Michal is showing up and all, I’m sure you two have much business to look after, especially if the lady we drove up here didn’t wanna come” (I was scared I was an accomplice to kidnapping).
“We do have business tonight RJ, that business is you!

What will happen to RJ?
Do you give a fuck?
Part 4 will be posted if I get a response.

Another not so fiction adventure: Up The Down Road Pt 2

I was now truly intrigued as to why a Latina woman in her mid 30’s had no kids. “Alvida, do you mind if I ask if you have a boy friend?” “What your getting at is why I have neither a man or any kids, right RJ?”

“I did wonder, forgive me if I did offend you Alvida.” “No offense, I can’t have children RJ, one result of being sexually assaulted in Iraq.” “My God, I hope you had the son of a bitch prosecuted Alvida.”

“No I didn’t RJ, first off, the Marine Corps would have prosecuted me not my attacker and secondly my attacker was not a man but a woman, an officer. I don’t have a boyfriend because I make my living as an exotic dancer.” I said to Alvida “I understand, well after I find something to eat I’ll get some rest and let you carry on without me being so nosey.” “RJ, you don’t have to go out if you don’t want, I have food here.” “OK”. After a meal of roast beef, broccoli, rice and gravy I thought about some rest.

Alvida said “You really need to work out a little before you rest. Wanna go for a walk RJ?” “Not right now, my back always has trouble and after 6 hours on a plane, its bad Alvida.” “You need a massage RJ, go take a shower to relax your back and I’ll prep your bed.” Doing what I was told I looked forward to sleep. I walked into the room and Alvida was sitting on the floor wearing only her panties. “Sit on the bed RJ.” I did what she said and she proceeded to fellate me.

I rocked and moaned from the things she did with her tongue until I exploded inside her mouth, then I finally passed out. I woke up 5 hours later around 11:00 PM and heard the TV in the living room. She sat on the floor in her panties only, looking at the animal channel. When Alvida saw me she smiled and asked me to pour us some wine. She sat between my legs as I gently caressed her firmly mounted 38 E’s, and we talked some more.

I found out she likes having sex without hang ups or inhibitions with men or women. She goes to college twice a week during the day and she has a Bachelor’s in Accounting. For a soul who endured the trauma of sexual assault she was quite open, revealing and even understanding. Taking a risk, I revisited the topic of her assault. “Did the officer who assaulted you ever get punished? Did she do this to others Alvida?” “She was forced to retire in 2002, RJ.”

“How did you find out your attacker was retired Alvida?” “She kept in contact with me after I got out. She felt guilty about what she did. She helped me get a good job and go to college, my life is alright, its how I like it, I have no hate toward her. In fact my boss, Levon helped us through a process where we both put off our past, our pain and our guilt and we are close friends now.” I said “That is beautiful, your boss is he in the exotic dance business or is he a shrink of some type.” “He was a minister RJ.”

“In fact, he can help you with medical marijuana. Levon is part owner of a dispensary, he’s really a great guy. He’s a lot like you in some ways.” “I’m going back to sleep Alvida, will I see you in the morning?”

“No, going to class, gotta pay bills and then go to work, but call me in the afternoon. Good Night RJ.” “Good Night Alvida, thank you for everything.” Alvida smiled and winked as I limped back to bed.

Meanwhile in Palm Desert - Jeezus shouted “I’m not going back to live with Grandpa, I don’t want the kind of life you had, I want my own world my way” said Jeezus defiantly as he stood before Levon.

“You must go back and be raised right, raised in our beliefs and our traditions Jeezus” said Levon, his face was turning colors as he fought to restrain his anger. “Why can’t I learn our ways from you! Why can’t my father teach me our way? What have you become that you can’t raise your own son?”

Levon’s hand struck so swiftly he almost didn’t know when he slapped Jeezus to the floor. Jeezus got back up and stood before Levon, face full of tears “I want to be a man, I want to be with you…my friends make fun of my Mom and my Dyke Auntie. I can’t stay with Grandpa, he thinks he has to be harder on me because he screwed up with you. I want to be with you! I want to be raised by you! I know your not what they say you are, Uncle Ara told me.”

Levon, grabbed and hugged his son squeezing him so tightly he could not breathe. Levon left the living room and walked out on the patio. He looked up at a beautiful starry sky as the half moon was rising.

The Palm Springs Desert area is where the rich and fortunate live, Indian Wells has several gated communities with manicured lawns and security with scenic barren hills giving background to mini mansions and foreground to the starry sky with the half moon rising.

Levon looked into the night and started his conversation with the God he left. “If I take one, I must take both…I can’t stand this anymore. You told me to start again, I always thought it in the best interest of my children to have the best upbringing…no one is better than my Dad in that. At least that’s what I thought. Must I bring all four of them together? Now almighty God, tell me what to do! As the multi colored clouds passed in front of the half moon Levon heard the voice of God. He knew what he had to do and his whole heart was committed to it.

“Jeezus, come here.” Jeezus came out to the patio and faced his father, Levon. “I am full of flaws, I am not altogether perfect. I have a business life and now I have a family life. I will not hide anything from you, but you must know that our family will be a family, what goes on in our home stays in our home, not their house, not my Dad’s house…in our house.

You and your sister, if she chooses, will be with me from here on out. I will fight your mother and the court for both of you. Things will not be easy for the next several months, but we will be a family Jeezus.” Now Jeezus, held and hugged his Dad, Levon looked to the sky and said “Gracious God, your will be done.” “Call you Mother and tell her you are staying with me, use the phone in the Den.” “Jeezus punched his hand in the air shouting “yes”!

Levon pulled out his cell phone and called his brother Ara. “Ara, its Levon, I will see you tomorrow. I need you to help me get my kids….I know its been a long time…Its not too late for me….will you help me brother, will you fight with me at my side like you did when we were kids? Thank You Ara…Thank You My Brother. Bye.” Michal had eased her way to the blind side of the patio and heard Levon’s conversation.

Michal quietly sat down as Levon looked to the sky, as Levon turned around he was startled to see Michal sitting there. Michal looked like she was in her late 20’s or early 30’s, her body was awesome, she was tight and muscular in the hips, shoulders and her but was ultra fine, but the shock of gray in her hair and the lines in her classically Nubian face gave her away. The dark blue business suit and skirt made her look like an attorney or a business executive.

“Levon have you lost your mind? If you bring those kids into your life don’t you know Erin and her bitch will do everything to reveal you businesses, your lifestyle and your strained family relations. Those bitches will drag your ass into court and attempt to humiliate you and force you to leave those kids with your Dad, or they will try to raise them in their Lezzy lifestyle. And what about your other kids? How much of your business are you willing to expose Levon?”

“Michal calm down. We are going to be a family. I don’t know how its all going to work out but we will all be working together, somehow we are going to make it work. Ara will help us, I know I can depend on him, he has never been against me, Ara has always fought with me. We can make this work.” “Levon, Ara tolerates me, he is decent to me, but he doesn’t consider me ‘family’. What makes you think he is going to be ‘on your side’?” “Levon stared at Michal and said, “he’s my brother.”

“Who is covering the Night Club tonight Michal?” Michal opened her blouse and said “Warren is covering floor operations and security, Alvida is handling the girls and the finance.” “How is she gonna count money and dance at the same time Michal?” “Levon, she is only doing one act and then she is going to take care of the store. Don’t worry, its not like she hasn’t handled the backroom before, besides the crowds, she draws in a class clientele of spenders, we’re good.”

“Dad, Mom is really pissed” said Jeezus as he walked into the patio. “She said she wants to know where you live so she could come and get me…I didn’t tell her and won’t, I told her I’m staying here. She wants to speak to you, she is on the phone.” Levon excused himself and went to the den. “Good evening Mz. Michal” said Jeezus respectfully. “Good evening Jeezus, how are you?” “Fine Ma’am, I’m going to be living with Dad now, I hope that’s OK with you?

“Of course it is Jeezus, life is going to take time for all of us to adjust to as changes are made. But I expect a lot of conflict, are you ready to stand with your Dad even against your Mom? “Yes Ma’am, I belong with my Dad, my Dad belongs with me.” Levon came out of the Den, his eyes were lit up like candles and his face set like stone. “Tomorrow we see Ara, Michal, I want you with Jeezus and I when we see him, don’t give me that face Michal we will go together.”

It was the morning side of night and I had been in the Big Cahuenga Gentlemen’s Club for an hour now. I missed Alvida who danced earlier in the night but she was not the reason I was at the club…I was here to scope out the operation, to see how the Club was run from the outside to the inside. The place was ultra luxurious with big soft couches, mahogany tables, nice dark cherry wood floors, and cocktail waitresses in skin tight dark red outfits.

I noticed that the ‘girls’ both cocktail waitresses and the dancers were thin but muscular, soft (don’t ask) but very tan, a cross between Mediterranean and Middle Eastern in their tans. The girls were in ages from 19 to 40, of nearly every race and ethnicity, there was even an Alaskan girl among the cadre of ‘servers’ in this establishment. I also noticed that the girls were very ‘eager to please’ but would only take tips for serving drinks or dancing, not for a quick feel.

As I took time to pay attention to the details after an hour or so I noticed that the back of my neck was getting hot. Someone was watching me. As I got up to reposition myself to see who, my stalker spoke up, “So this is what you like to do at night huh RJ?” Alvida then sat down next to me and motioned to the cocktail waitress ordering her to bring me another ‘rusty nail’. “How do you like the club RJ?”

“It’s very classy Alvida, I notice that the bar and showroom are nicely appointed but small in relation to the overall size of the building, I figure the real action goes on in the backrooms, right?” What kind of action do you think goes on RJ? Alvida’s face got cold and her eyes became dark, her eyes now gave a predatory stare, I knew I better watch my inquiries, this woman is clearly a bit more than the label (her fine behind) shows.

“Private dancing, that what would go on in a backroom in a fine establishment like this, right Alvida?” “RJ, if this is a friendly visit and your looking for a ride home after I close shop, cool. If your looking for ‘a private dance’ I could find you a dancer, but that’s business, understand! This is my job, to make our clients happy…do you want to be my friend or my client?” “Alvida, I always want to be your friend, I was just inquiring out of intrigue and envy. I don’t want a private dance. Just enjoying the sites.”

“So you’re a voyeur RJ, aren’t you.” “Any man who enters this place can be accused of that Alvida, not even a hardcore faggot could keep his eyes of any of the fine women in here.” “I got work to do in the back RJ, you could stay out here or keep me company, up to you.” “I’m with you Alvida, lead the way.” We finally get to a big office with a huge desk, two laptops working and four massive video screens showing every inch of the club and its activities.

I sat on the huge black leather couch, the leather was so soft, so smooth you got horny just sitting on it. Alvida noticed that I was ‘aroused’ and said “I know, the couch is sexy enough to fuck”. Alvida was doing paperwork and admin chores as I nursed my drink. “God bless your boss, he really knows how to take care of his customers.” Alvida said, “I’ll pass that on, he’ll be here tomorrow, just don’t grab a handful of my waitresses ass when he is here. Oh yeah, I’m watching you.”

The night ended at daybreak, Alvida and I went to a diner in downtown Pasadena and had breakfast then went home.

Alvida’s phone rang at about 1:30 PM. I could not help but hear her side of the conversation. “She did what…OK, did she walk out…she’s said she wants to kill herself? …look, I will be there as fast as I can. Keep her there and don’t let her out of your sight, do what you have to do to restrain her, understand! I’m on my way.” Alvida was frantic as she got her things and ran out the door. “Let my go with you Alvida, I believe I can help.” “RJ, look I have to go alone. I’ll call you later.” “Please let me go with you to keep you calm Alvida”. OK. LETS GO.

We jumped into the black mustang convertible the ‘Service’ rented for me (but seldom used) and went back to the Big Cahuenga Gentlemen’s Club. When we got to the club old Mort walked us to the kitchen. Their was a dark haired, very tan woman, tied up on the kitchen floor, tears running down her face. Alvida knelt down to her, then looked up at us and said, “Leave us alone, wait for us outside in the lounge. I sat with Mort, a big powerful Samoan guy waiting for Alvida and Katie.

I asked “What did she do Mort?” “She shut all the doors turned on the gas and passed out.” I didn’t even know she was in the building until I smelled gas.” Alvida and Katie walked out the back Katie was trembling and kind of spaced out. Alvida's voice rang through the lounge ...“RJ we’re taking the club’s caddy, Mort get the key’s, RJ your driving” said Alvida. Alvida held on to Katie and talked to her like she was a child, “Katie we’re going to the “Retreat” OK?”

“We got to the car, Alvida sat in back with Katie, her hands still bound. I started the car and said “Where’s the Retreat Alvida?” Drive to Palm Springs I’ll give you directions on the way. Off we went. After an hour and a half we were approaching the wind turbine farm on I-10 and then we turned up Route 62.

Katie woke up and looked at Alvida then broke into tears. Alvida gave me specific instructions as we headed for Twentynine Palms. During the ride Alvida made calls to Michal and Levon explaining the situation.

I had the greatest apprehension I’d felt in decades. The flashbacks brought back bad vibes. I had not been on this road in over 20 years, the last time I was on it I was leaving the high desert with my woman and her friend, I was leaving the Marine Corps Combat Center at Twentynine Palms. Now I was returning to the area with two women, one with her hands tied. And then it occurred to me that Katie might not be along for the ride willingly. This is a kidnapping if Alvida coerced her.

About 25 minutes up the road about 2 miles from the Combat Center we turned right heading for a group of large hills in the distance. Alvida directed me up a dirt road toward a large rundown house on a hill. (At least it looked run down from the outside) When we go there I helped Alvida and Katie out of the car. There was a group of people waiting for us. We went inside the house, then some women in nurses scrub uniforms took Katie away.

My back and groin were in spasm as I limped toward Alvida. “What is this place Alvida? Please tell me what’s going on.” Alvida said “this is a retreat, this is Levon’s little secret world where he helps people who have a lot of different kinds of problems. I’m going to get you help for your pain problems RJ. I will walk slow so you can keep up with me, OK RJ?” “OK Alvida”

(What's next at the 'Retreat') part 3 next post.

I know this post is long. I know your attentions span is small. I have made edits and clarifications in this post so you don't get lost. Please take the time to read this again. (I'm away from my normal work tools-stay with me folks)

Another Not So Fiction Adventure: UP THE DOWN ROAD PT 1

In these United States it always seems to be the same old story, man falls in love with a woman, they build a life, have kids, go to church, join the PTA and have at least three jobs between them not including the nesting and nurturing of a home.

Then it happens. One of the two, the man or the woman, gets a promotion, a raise or a life changing professional challenge and then their world slowly turns to trash.

Slowly the man or the woman becomes a hindrance to their partner professionally or socially and before you know it the slow process of exclusion, alienation, anger, depression and loneliness (not necessarily in that order) pull apart a world 20 to 30 years in the making. There are many casualties when worlds come apart, many damaged lives after the divorce becomes final. Much of it not evident until a drama occurs in life.

Life is full of hardships of one kind or another. In the USA, you have the option of choosing your hardships. Ara and Levon are brothers who came to America as little boys from their native Armenia. Without going into a history lesson, their parents, college professors, introduced them to the fullness of the American dream, which they embraced in ways that their parents had not foreseen.

Ara became a well to do real estate lawyer, Levon, the younger by just a year, followed a different path. After going to Azusa Pacific University, he graduated Summa Cum Laude from Fuller Theological Seminary and became an Elder in a large Methodist denomination. After what his Denomination considered scandalous (his wife left him for a really hot woman) they marginalized him. He was fired from his job in the Church. It was summer, 1998.

Seeing his bills pile up, he was about to loose his house, his kids finally ended up living with his parents, Levon was despondent. His Church all but gave him up, the congregation whispered scandalous lies about him and he was hurt beyond words about his wife (a WASP from Oregon) whom he was still in love with (Levon’s family never considered his wife family). He sat alone in his sparsely furnished home in Tujunga, in the hills overlooking the canyon.

As night fell Levon was alone chain smoking cigarettes, with a rock glass half full of Jack Daniels Whiskey, the square bottle not far from the glass. His Bible was open to the book of Hosea (a prophetic book of the Old Testament) and his Beretta 9MM pistol was next to the Bible. As the Santa Ana winds roared through the hills, he saw a vision, the whiskey gave it clarity.

She was a pretty half naked skank slut in black fishnet stockings. She had long black hair, large firm tits and bright hazel eyes. The words from the Bible echoed in Levon’s house as the skank played with herself, “Go, take yourself a wife of harlotry And children of harlotry, for the land has committed great harlotry by departing from the Lord.” Levon heard the voices and knew how he was to restore his life.

As the skank whore disappeared in the darkness as the howling wind shrieked through the night, Levon had a new call and purpose for his life.

He called his brother Ara, told him his vision and proceeded with “the plan” for his life. Eleven years later, Levon would be living his American Dream and the world would now go looking into what was raised from the ruins of a shattered man with a ruined life.

“Attorney Service, Dee speaking…Hello Jan, what’s been happening?” “Dee, Ara wants to see Kirk as soon as possible, this is really important.” Dee could tell from Jan’s voice this wasn’t another Court filing or Process or locate…something was up. Kirk went to Ara’s swank office in Century City (real estate law has been good to Ara) to meet with Ara. Ara, wearing a $1,200 Hart, Shaffner & Marx suit and $500 loafers, he greeted Kirk in his office and asked him to shut the door.

“Kirk, I need your help, some of this is definitely legal work, some of this involves a little investigation…it might get sordid and dangerous.” “Tell me what’s going on straight out” said Kirk. Ara cleared his throat, “Levon, my brother, a former Theologian, has got involved in the night club world and has several side business including the cultivation and sale of medical marijuana.

Apparently Levon’s ex-wife objects to his business ventures and the effect it has on his two kids a son and a daughter who are in the custody of our parents. The kids are 15 and 12, the boy is the oldest, his name is Jeezus and the girls name is Lilia. After Erin left Levon for her dyke lover, Jeri, Levon didn’t speak to Erin for about three years. In that time Levon found another woman, a black woman named Michal.

Michal is quite involved with him in his businesses, she is a retired Marine Corps Officer, and quite a business partner as well as his life partner. Jeezus ran away from his grandparents home and cannot not be found. I believe he is with Levon and Michal, where that is, no one knows. Levon accepts mail and process at his nightclub in North Hollywood.” Kirk listened and asked, “if he can be served what’s the problem?”

Ara who was reclining at his desk telling Kirk these details now sat up and said, “we really don’t know what is going on in Levon’s life. He doesn’t come to many family functions and when he does it usually ends in argument and bad feelings. I am the only one in my family who speaks to Levon and we do get along but he keeps his life very, very, hidden from us.” Kirk said, “what do you want from me?”

Ara stood up and looked out his window on the scenic view of Beverly Hills and said, “I need to find out all about his world, more detail on his businesses but even more important where and how he lives.” Ara told Kirk about what the Church did to Levon after Erin left him for Jeri. Ara also told him about the gentlemen’s clubs, nightclubs and other establishments that Levon runs with Michal.
“With the information you get us Kirk we intend to get Jeezus back in our custody and send him to a military school in New York near to my Dad’s brother, my Uncle Zed.

We don’t approve of Michal, although she is both smart and beautiful we don’t know her, she is hard and sometimes nasty with us.”

Kirk figured that it was because she is not from Armenia. “Well, can you investigate this?”

Kirk reclined and said, “sure, I have the right man for this job, but we will need to work out some arrangements, that is lines that we can cross socially, culturally and religiously so you don’t get in our way. In order to get what you want and we don’t cause a rift between us professionally we need to cross many ‘boundaries’ go so we can get what we always want, that is ‘paid’ without a problem and referrals. OK!”

Ara and Kirk worked out the arrangements. Kirk called Dee, “There is only one person who can walk into this and get what is requested”…Dee said, “I’ll call RJ now.” Meanwhile on the other side of the United States….“RJ, we need to show your house on Thursday for the Realtors in the area so we can all get on the same page” said Cindy as she walked out of the front door. “Sure, just give me a time I said.”

After Cindy left I continued going through bills as I endured my ongoing melancholia. I was angry, pissed, tired, cold and alone as the phone rang. I picked it up even though the caller id said “Out of Area”. “RJ, its Dee, look I have a project you and only you can help me with…how fast can you get to LA?” “Dee, I’m trying to sell my house, I’m stuck in an admin battle over Mom and her medical bills, I just don’t have time.”

“Make time!” Dee snapped and said that Kirk really needed help with an investigation and that I was the one most qualified to do it. “I haven’t been actively investigating since 2003 and I’m not really in a position to depend on anyone to help me with my current problems. Even if I did get free, I don’t have money to go messing around LA.” Dee explained the details, after she told me she called my Mom.

“Why did you call Mom? She has nothing to do with me and only I can unfuck these medical bills and other bullshit…” “Shut up and listen RJ, your Sisters are handling the problems with your mother…you need to get unstressed and on a plane to LA as soon as possible. Kirk needs you,…and this is the kind of assignment that will help take your mind off of your world collapsing. So come on.”

As the plane landed I just wanted to get something to eat and take a nap. I got picked up by Dee and taken to Ara’s office where Kirk was waiting. After sitting with Ara and Kirk I told them, “If the kid is not in any physical danger, why not just go get him and find out from him what his daddy’s world is all about?” Ara’s answer was short, “we need a set of eyes from a professional witness.”

I said, “If you want me in a court room to testify against your own brother this could get really time consuming and expensive, if you just want an overview so you and your family can get custody of a 15 year old, family court is the easy way out.” Ara said, “I have other reasons for doing this, I want to bring my brother back from the dark, I want to save him from this darkness he is in, you can relay that message in ways I can’t.”

Ara ran off my resume, Marine Corps, Dallas Theological Seminary, Law Enforcement, Regional Task Force…I had to stop him. I didn’t need to be reminded of my yesterday’s when today sucked so bad. “OK, I’ll get what I can get, I’m making no promises, I guarantee no results whatsoever. Take that or leave it!” Ara looked at Kirk who smiled like the cat who ate the canary. Ara said, OK, GO!

I rode with Kirk back to the office. Kirk ran down some leads for me, Kirk said, “Your going to be staying in your old house in Altadena with Alvida while your in the area. Alvida is Marissa’s sister, she is an ‘exotic dancer’ RJ. You’ll never guess where Alvida is working?” “Don’t tell me, at the Big Cahuenga Gentlemen’s Club for Levon.” Kirk smiled, “Yeah Man” you are going to be quite inside the matter if you know what I mean.”

“How did Alvida get my old house Kirk?” “Marissa bought it from the teacher you sold it to, Alvida is renting it from her sister.” “How did you convince Alvida to let me stay there Kirk?” She has this thing for Cops, retired or not, when she found out you were the prior owner she felt you wouldn’t treat her place like trash…I filled in some details about you and there you are RJ.” “Yeah, there I am.” I looked at the Rose Bowl as we tooled down the 134, I was having a real bad feeling about this.

Alvida was in her mid 30’s with a 19 year olds body only enhanced in the right places. Her 38 E cups tapered to a tight muscular midsection into a 26 inch waist, an ass that makes grown men drool uncontrollably and long 37” inch legs that make her frame dazzle as she walks. But all of that body is casually noticed when you see her glowing angelic face and a smile that can melt steel. Alvida has lovely Latin features and truly looks angelic, even in jeans and a t-shirt but she was a devil through and through.

After Kirk did the introductions and enjoying a light conversation, Kirk left us and we started to talk. (Kirk told Alvida I was a pain patient Veteran looking into getting medical marijuana as a treatment) I took notice of the fireplace and the awards on the mantle, “how long were you in the Marine Corps Alvida?” “Four years, I was deployed to Iraq in Desert Storm 1, I was a logistics clerk for the air wing.” “Alvida, you have any kids?” “No, I never married RJ.”

I was now truly intrigued as to why a Latina woman in her mid 30’s had no kids. “Alvida, do you mind if I ask if you have a boy friend?” “What your getting at is why I have neither a man or any kids, right RJ?”

“I did wonder, forgive me if I did offend you Alvida.” “No offense, I can’t have children RJ, one result of being sexually assaulted in Iraq.” “My God, I hope you had the son of a bitch prosecuted Alvida.”

(To Be Continued)