Picklers House of Pleasure<br/><br/>13A watched as the very familiar figure of the very large fat man waddled behind the beautiful blond bomb shell who could only be the latest of horny bitches to pass through the gates so to speak.  Being bread to pleasure these beings didn't mean 13A had to like it all the time.  In fact most of the time he actually resented the whole frigid experience of sex without real emotion.  But at least the frigid ones were better than the ones who treated him with more than just a touch of fake sympathy and concern for the poor dear animal that spent all day in a cage.  Even still being out of the cage was a far cry from being in so 13A put on the kind of show he was trained to do.<br/><br/>Leaning seductively against the bars of his cage  swinging the end of his tale in an alluring manner 13A winks as the woman passes him by with hardly a glance.  Baron Philop Van Prickle (the fat ass himself wearing one of his obnoxious dark purple tuxedos with red hearts) patted 13A's hand as he passed by saying, "Better luck next time kitten."  Only after the man had passed did 13A open his mouth and crinkled his nose as if he were hissing at the man.  He could have actually hissed but that would have meant going hungry for a day so he contented himself with the next best thing before he sat back down on the edge of his lumpy mattress that sat on the bare floor of his cage.  Thinking how much he resented the fact that all he could really do vocally was hiss, meow and purr.<br/><br/>The Blonde also passed by 'Bambi and a couple others before stopping in front of "Dionys" cage.  "Well now aren't you just the sexy little goat boy."  The woman said almost breathlessly.  'He's called a Satyr you dumb fucking bitch.'  13A thought as he listed to the woman blabber away revealing the kind of twat she really was.  "I want this one."  The Baron smiles broadly as he says, "Wonderful choice milady.  Dionys here is one of the house favorites."  The Barron unlocked the cage and said, "Ok you heard the lady your on.  Make papa proud."  Then turning back to the lady.  "Just take his hand and lead him out that door behind his cage."  The rooms where the advanced creatures performed in were indeed located behind their cages and unknown to the patrons had large two way mirrors on the far side that allowed fat man to sell tickets to a peep show to those clients who could not even afford a turn of their own.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Francie's Place<br/><br/><br/>Kirk had only been mildly surprised to see his Ma poke her old frame into Francie's Place giving the quick hand signals that told him about the unexpected company.  What did surprise him was who the company turned out to be.  Of course he knew her. In his line of work one had to know who the enemy was.  Especially the top hard core offenders.  'Well now if it isn't the Wasp Queen of Torment herself.'  It was not all that unusual to see corporate scum in these parts but seeing someone like Dr. Tamis Dunsany was almost unthinkable.<br/><br/>Face still shadowed by the hood of his cloak Kirk picked up the newly crushed out cigar and stuck the unlit butte back in his mouth and began to chew on the end.  Not making any move to stand right away Kirk sat there observing the "good" Dr. who seemed to be more that just a little frightened.  Which was good because she should be.<br/><br/>Finally he stood and walked over to the bar.  "Give me a bottle of the good stuff and two glasses."  The bartender nodded and did as asked without making any comments which was usually best thing to do when Kirk asked for something without saying please.  Bottle and glasses in hand, "I'll be in the loft anyone but Mr. S so much as shows their face I'm shooting first asking questions later."<br/><br/>Kirk crosses through the bar area zig zagging between the tables with his eyes never leaving his mark.  Grabbing the Dr.'s arm, "Come on."  He then sets a quick pace back towards the back of the place to a door near the booth he had been sitting in.  The door led to a stair case that would take them to one of the 'meeting rooms'.  At the top of the landing Kirk pushes Tamis through the door sending her stumbling towards a bed that was against the wall.  The only other furnishings is a small round table with two chairs one on either side.  Only when the door closes behind him does Kirk speak again.<br/><br/>"Start talking Doctor and this better be damned good."<br/><br/>