West Richland Tavern.

Having done his research on the Internet on the West Richland Tavern Q packed a satchel full of herbs and supplements to add to the food to spur libidos. Q was thinking the hornery the clients the bigger the take. Q showed up at the place nice and early wanting to provide a good impression and delectable food. When he got there it looked like the place was....
 
Troy stood up as the girls returned and went to hold Hannah's chair for her as she sat and then Tess's. Sitting himself back down he saw glances flashing around the table and sighed to himself. Just what had he done wrong this time. He was doing everything his mother had taught him and he was certain she wouldn't steer him wrong. Oh well he would just keep trusting her and see what happened.
"Well should we get another round of drinks or just a bottle of champagne to celebrate tomorrows grand re opening. We can order at the same time too."
 
Tess felt a lot more relaxed after they returned to the table. She began looking over the menu and chatting with the twins. She was happy that Hannah had found two more girls, that would make it easier on her. She felt guilty for spending almost one entire day with one client.

Her mind drifted to DJ. She figured after how cold she had acted he wouldnt be coming back. She sighed inwardly.
 
Hannah smiled timidly and sat back at her chair at the very end of the table.. Her green eyes studied Troy as he spoke. "Could we get a red wine?" Her voice again flutter again, her lip being pinched between her white teeth.
 
"Then red wine it shall be."

"What type? A nice Shiraz, a Pinot, a Merlot or a nice Cab Sav?"
 
>>>Don't any of you sleep?

Rex hadn't seen DJ leave or Tess rush out. He was busy helping Pete and at that time had been taking debris to the dumpster out back. He liked what Pete was doing to the place. More than that, he liked the fact that Hannah had left him there and not kicked him out when the workers arrived. It gave him a sense of belonging that he hadn't felt before. He knew that Hannah, Troy and Tess did not respect him or think much of him at all, for that matter. Why should they? He was a screw up and always had been. But for once, in a brothel of all places, he thought he might just turn his life around. For all her good looks he had seen something dark in her eyes. Maybe she had a secret she was hiding or something. He had never been a good judge of people since he had been drugged out most of his adult life. Thankful a court-ordered stint in rehab had pushed in the right direction and now he had something here at West Richland Tavern
 
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DJ thought about his job, wondering why he still bothered with the software company. He could branch out, or do consultations for multiple companies, yet he was still with the same company he started out with. He could be making triple his salary with one of the rivals, but he just wanted his own creative freedom. This company allowed him to really work with music, and developing software to help edit music, sort music, and make music.

It all started with his parents. His father promoted computers, while his mother promoted music. It was weird to think about, since his mom was a stripper, and his dad was a bartender. They owned a strip club that did very well, and DJ was able to learn what he could about the business, as well as other things, like his pool. It was another bartender who trained him for over 14 years to play a guitar, the piano, the violin, and the drums. From there, he learned the bass guitar, but generally stayed with the piano, guitar, or violin. One of his mom's strippers actually taught him all she could about computers. During those years, DJ had been a sponge for everything. It was also why he knew Russian, Italian, and German. With so many young women looking for work, his mom had an easy time finding strippers, and only a few stayed on until the bar closed. Those who did taught DJ almost as much as he learned in school, but in an actual real world environment.

He sighed, pulling his guitar out. He started working through his warm-ups, starting out with smoke on the water, before moving through other songs from the 60s, 70s, and 80s. he then moved on to more modern music, before working on his own stuff. He didn't have an amazing voice, instead focusing on his playing. He had picked up DJing when he realizing what he wanted to do with computers, and from there, devoted just as much time to synthesizers, turntables, and mash-ups.

He sighed again, before wondering if anyone would take him up on his nighttime gigs, or if he would end up just working on software. He had included his instrumental abilities, so hoped that he might be able to DJ and do live work if the club or bar so chose. He just shrugged, before moving to his piano, playing, losing himself in the music and forgetting about everything else.
 
"Then red wine it shall be."

"What type? A nice Shiraz, a Pinot, a Merlot or a nice Cab Sav?"

Tess looked at Troy and then Hannah, "I'm, not great with wines so anything that tastes good is fine with me." She went back to looking over the menu and chatting with the twins. She noticed in her peripheral vision Troy and Hannah exchanging looks. Hannah was almost glowing, she really liked him.

Tess hoped that she and Hannah could have a heart to heart soon. She really wanted to reconnect with her cousin, it had been so long since they'd spent any time together or talked.
 
Rex kept thinking about the twins as he worked. He had no idea when pay day would arrive and so far he had about $30 in tips so he knew that would not be enough. He wondered if Hannah had any policy about the help using money to buy some time with one of the girls. He'd prefer Tess, but she was just way out of his league so he knew better than to even think about it. Which twin would he chose. He had already touched Kari through her panties and she had responded to him with a little wet spot before Hannah had rushed her off. He'd go for her, first chance - well when he had some money.
 
"Merlot." She smiled shyly and kept her gaze on the menu for a while. Searching its pastas she found a four cheese lasagna. Her belly growled at the thought, but it would be too much food. Quietly she looked up at Troy. "Do doggy bags count and not wasting it?" Her voice danced. When he looked up at her, her heart fluttered. Again her cheeks flushed red and she but her lip unable to look at him too long.

Her gaze rested on Tess and she shook her head softly, noticing her playful smile. She had to look down to keep her blush from deepening.
 
After one large glass of wine Tess was feeling pretty great. She and Hannahnkept exchanging knowing looks and stifling giggles until the food came. It smelled delicious.

Tess hadn't had a classy "date" like this in years. She felt like herself again, the person she wanted to be at least.
 
Troy was enjoying himself immensely. He had ordered a large sirloin steak done rare and he had to admit it was one of the best he had ever tasted. The girls kept up a lively conversation but every know and again all four of them would glance around and giggle for some reason, especially Tess and Hannah. Troy knew he was being kept out of the loop on something but he assumed it was a family matter and besides he was just happy that the two of them seemed to be enjoying each others company again.
As for him, he was having a blast. The twins were finally talking and it was no surprise to him that they were smarter than they appeared to be. Tess was finally coming out of her shell and as she loosened up was a very pleasant person to talk to. The one that Troy really wanted to open up though was Hannah. She did talk a little bit more sweeter than normal, but for some reason she kept her head down a lot and looked awfully flushed. Leaning over to Tess he whispered softly in a worried voice "Is Hannah OK. She looks like she might be coming down with something, and she has been awfully quiet tonight."
 
Tess smiled widely at him.

"She's fine Troy, just uhh, maybe take her aside later and ask her what's bugging her. I bet you'll be surprised."

Tess felt deliciously evil.
 
Troy looked at Tess puzzled for a second then shrugged. Well if she said Hannah was OK then he would trust her, and if she was suggesting that he talk to her and find out what her problem might be then he would do it. After all she was Hannah's cousin, so who would know her better.

"Thanks Tess your the best. I will do just that."

Troy went back to eating his meal and chatting to the ladies. He was hoping that Hannah would open up and start talking a little more. Maybe over desert.
 
Eugene rolled up to the red light in the turning lane, drops his dark glasses down to see men in the Tavern. As workmen we busy going in and out of the building, the turning light goes green he turns into Wolf bikes. Idling up to the shop door his brother Eric raises the garage door, pulling inside it had a exhaust note like a drag racer. 'She runs like a dream bro just needs a shifter linkage adjustment.'' Shutting the engine down Eugene steps off the bike. ''Bro you'll never guess who's running the Tavern'' Unbuckling the chinstrap of his helmet. ''Who your smoking hot parole officer? Throwing his skull helmet at his younger brother grinning. ''No smatass! Hannah from the old neighborhood.'' Eric's jaw dropped in a stunned look catching the helmet. ''That curvy friend in high school? I had a gigantic crush on her!'' Laughing out loud punches his younger brother on the shoulder. ''Yeah, should have seen your face when she used to hug you, turned red as a beet.''
 
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Hannah ate slowly, the food was amazing. She was finally relaxing at started an idle conversation with DeeDee. She really liked the twins, and knew without her help they'd be homeless. They were funny, smart-ish, and reply lovely, sexually driven girls.
Hannah looked at Troy until their gaze met, a subtle blush touched her cheeks yet again but this time she smiled with an honesty. Her pearly white teeth glinting. Then as she raised the glass up to drink the cool alcoholic liquid, she winked at him. Clear as day, one of the most over used flirting methods in the world and she used it on him.

Halfway through the meal, she started to feel full. So kindly when the waiter returned to fill her glass, she asked to take it home. He obliged and brought her a box. Now she had something amazing to eat for lunch tomorrow, and maybe had room for dessert if she didn't fill up on wine.

"So, Troy.. What is it you did before you worked for me?" She asked honestly realizing she knew nothing about this man.
 
Troy grinned. Finally Hannah was talking to him. As she asked her question the other girls looked at him expectantly as well.

"Very well ladies I will tell you my sordid past. I grew up here and sorry to say I had a rather pleasant childhood. Graduated high school well but was no brainiac, but did well at sports and went to college on a wrestling scholarship. Completed college with a degree in business and a body like you see now. I had also started to learn martial arts. i came home to look after my mom who's health was failing and got a job as a bouncer at a local bar through an old friend. It helped pay the bills and the work was easy. Not too many people argue with you when you look like me. Mum passed away six months later and Dad a Month after that. Guess they just couldn't live without each other. My younger sister still lives in the house with her husband and their young twins, Max and Milly."
"After that I continued on as a bouncer and steadily learnt a few more things and worked my way up the food chain so to speak. I graduated from low class dives to the most popular clubs and even worked the VIP areas. I have worked private security for a few stars when they have performed in the arena and have even worked for your dad and Bob on their security details."

"Now after all that your probably wondering why I walked into your place looking for a job. The simple answer is I am tired of all the nonsense in this town. There is just to much politics involved now. I was refusing people entry because of the neighborhood they were from or because they were known to associate with a business that belonged to the other side. It just all got too much. Your place looked like it was going to be a good honest place and that's what I wanted to be associated with again."

"Besides my sister is always telling me to slow down and find a wife and settle down. She has been trying to set me up with women for years but they all take one look at me and think one of two things. Ahh let me out of here, or yummy sex on a stick. Both not good for a long term relationship. I can count on one hand the girls that have dated me longer than 2 months. The longest was 4. It is always the same story.The sex is great but that's it they don't talk or want to know much about me. I end up dumping them and I am the bad guy. My last girlfriend was 2 years ago."

"Well now you know most of my sordid past. I still have a few secrets of course. It's not good to tell all on the first date as they say. What about you ladies? What brings you to the wonderful world of Hannah's establishment and Hannah why are you opening it in the first place?"
 
Hannah's face grew redder and redder as he spoke about his relationships. When he finished and asked about her opening she didn't speak for a long time. She knew she would regret telling them, but she began anyway.
"Well..." She started nervously. Before I was working for dad. Just a simple desk job. It was boring... kept me out of dad's sight. But uh.... some friends of his came by for several weeks. Stuff happened, a bet was made and I got stuck with the tavern." She then bit her lip and tapped her fingers on the table, then lifted her glass again drinking from it slowly.
 
Tess realized immediately what Hannah was doing by being so vague. She thought about telling her own story, she wondered how Hannah would take it since they hadn't even had a chance to catch up.She decided to share anyway.

"Hannah and I grew up pretty much the same way. Lots of parties, lot of drama, competition, drugs, alcohol, sex. We saw it all, even from a young age," she laughed, "and then somehow our mothers were surprised to catch us drinking and smoking weed when we were 12." She shook her head.

"We used to have the best parties with our friends, it was our escape from our parents world. A month after I turned 16 my dad's body washed up on the riverbank outside of town. Two in the chest and one in the head. It was painfully obvious what had happened and my mom became increasingly paranoid someone was watching us, or following us. She never liked Vince."
Tess turned to Troy.

"Hannah's mother and my mother were sisters but my mom married a Rivello. After about 4 months of my dad being gone she had a breakdown. I came home from school and she had her car and my dad's truck packed up with all our stuff. She told me to get in and follow her. Before I knew it, we crossed one state line and then another. I called Hannah from a pay phone when we stopped for gas. I told her I didn't know where we were going but that I was safe. Before the other day, that was the last time we spoke."

She watched pain cross Hannah's face but she kept going. She felt like she needed to get it out.

"I ran with a bad crowd in Seattle. I sold drugs, I messed with the wrong boys and they messed me up in return. It was a downward spiral until I finally ended up in the hospital with a broken arm, sprained ankle, and two black eyes. I'd been planning to leave my ex for months but was waiting for the right time. One of the nurses helped me after I was healed and able to travel; she drove me home to get my things and then to the train station. Now i'm here, living the only life i've really ever known."

She sighed and shrugged absently.
 
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Hannah listened to what Tess told him. She cringed when she mentioned the sex. Tess, was the one who had the sex. As far as Hannah was concerned, she was still a virgin. Rape, and other repressed memories came from the seeing Tess. She had to smile, the way Tess had told it in her eyes, was accurate. Hannah smiled dimly, she had tried to keep as much hurt out of Tess's young life when she was younger herself. She felt this confirmed in Tess's story.
 
Rex was impressed with the work being done by Pete's crew. He had no idea what plan Troy and Pete had come up with so he just did whatever he was told. Pete pushed everyone but he wasn't a tyrant. Rex wondered about everyone else. They hadn't asked him to go, but that did not matter as he would have declined. They were going somewhere nice and with only 2 pairs of old jeans and several old tee shirts he wouldn't have fit in. Maybe one day he'd have a nice wardrobe and could be invited to nice places.
 
Troy had seen the looks of pain on the women's faces and he was determined to help them out in any way possible. That was his one big weakness really. He hated to see women crying or in pain. It got to him every time.

"So what are your stories," Troy asked Dee Dee.
 
DeeDee looked to Hannah and she nodded. Taking her twin sister's hand DeeDee started. "Well, Daddy sold us from Sweden as sex slaves. We were shipped to America where Hannah's family bought us. Got us out of the mess and we've been with Hannah since."
Kari piped up, "That was five years ago."

Hannah smiled softly at the young girls only 17 when they were shipped. She sighed and yawned softly, she studied Troy and wondered if he'd like to take a walk later. Quickly though she dismissed the idea, realizing he'd probably have other plans.

DeeDee had already drank too much and stared off lazily. Kari leaned softly on her sisters shoulder, having drank 4-5 glasses herself. Hannah being only on her second smiled at them and shook her head.
 
Troy looked at the twins and realized that desert might not be such a good idea.
"Perhaps we should take the little ones home to bed, what do you say ladies," he said glancing at Tess and Hannah.
 
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