<div align="center">(http://www.pbeming.com/elliquiy/images/chaz.jpg)  (http://www.pbeming.com/elliquiy/images/chaz2.jpg)<br/><strong>Chaz</strong></div><br/>Chaz had heard about it from a friend of a friend of a friend who was really drunk at a party. At first he didn’t know what to think. He thought the guy was coming on to him. The fat slob definitely wasn’t his type, but his description intrigued Chaz.<br/><br/>Three weeks later he found some free time and decided to take a chance. He had the money, he had the credentials. Now standing just in the doorway he nearly turned around and left. Chaz shook his head at all the Greek shit. He wanted a place to fuck, not to prance around in a dress with frickin’ leaves on his head. Perhaps he should have hired some hooker. He shrugged and decided to continue walking.<br/><br/>If it hadn’t been so Greek, Chaz would have mistaken it for one of Sadaam’s palaces. He smirked at the thought. Just outside Baghdad he stayed in one. He used a marble statue of the despot as a urinal. Best piss he ever had.<br/><br/>Chaz was a marine, well he had been a marine until he was found fucking one of his buds. He was discharged and used his skills in a darker line of work – hired gun. He didn’t assassinate people, but he made problems go away. For it he was well compensated.<br/><br/>Chaz was born to be a marine, he oozed machismo from his buzzed hair and facial hair down his body. His dark skin rippled with muscles. He even walked tough. His demeanor matched his façade. His theory was to either kill it or fuck it…before it kills or fucks him first.<br/><br/>Taking it all in Chaz noticed that the room was quite large, larger than he would have guessed from the outside. He kept his hands in his jean pockets, his right one fingered a simple one page application he was given for the club. His left hand held a stack of cash. Christ, he didn’t use credit cards…pussy thing to do. All cash for this daddy. 10 C notes folded nice and new were held in his fingers.<br/><br/>Chaz walked up to the desk and took his hands out of his pockets. His eyes glared into the stranger who cocked a half smile. Chaz set the app and the dough down.<br/><br/>“All in order. Enjoy your time.” Eduardo pushed the security button and the door unlocked. It unleashed an unknown that Chaz hoped could quench his thirst for lust.<br/>