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premiumblacklimo · 11 months

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Luxury and Convenience: Exploring Limo Services in Atlanta

When it comes to travelling in style, nothing quite matches the elegance and comfort of a limousine. Atlanta, the vibrant capital of Georgia, offers a wide array of limo services in Atlanta that cater to various needs and occasions.

Whether you’re attending a special event, planning a corporate function, or simply desiring a luxurious ride around the city, Atlanta’s limo services can provide an unforgettable experience. In this blog, we will delve into the world of limo services in Atlanta, exploring their benefits, popular occasions to hire them, and how to choose the right service for your needs.

Unparalleled Luxury and Comfort:

One of the primary reasons why people opt for limo services in Atlanta is the unparalleled luxury and comfort they offer. Stepping into a limousine is like entering a mobile oasis of luxury. These vehicles are meticulously designed with plush leather seating, ambient lighting, state-of-the-art entertainment systems, and fully stocked bars. Whether you’re travelling alone or with a group, limousines provide ample space and a serene environment, allowing you to relax and enjoy your journey comfortably.

Special Occasions:

Limo Car Services near me are particularly popular for special occasions in Atlanta. From weddings and prom nights to birthdays and anniversaries, a limousine adds a touch of grandeur and sophistication to any event. Imagine arriving at your wedding venue in a sleek, chauffeur-driven limo or surprising your loved one with a romantic anniversary ride around the city. These services not only elevate the experience but also create lasting memories.

Corporate Travel:

Atlanta’s bustling business landscape also benefits from limo services. Whether you’re a corporate executive or hosting important clients, hiring a limousine for airport transfers, corporate events, or meetings ensures a professional and luxurious travel experience. Limousine services in Atlanta prioritize punctuality, professionalism, and confidentiality, making them an ideal choice for business travel.

Professional Chauffeurs:

One of the key features of limo services in Atlanta is the presence of highly skilled and professional chauffeurs. These drivers undergo rigorous training and possess extensive knowledge of Atlanta’s roads and traffic patterns. With their expertise, you can sit back and relax, knowing you are safe. Chauffeurs also exhibit exceptional customer service, ensuring a personalized and pleasant experience throughout your journey.

Choosing the Right Limo Service:

With numerous Limo Car Services near me, selecting the right one can seem daunting. Here are a few factors to consider:

a. Reputation and Experience: Research the reputation and track record of the limo service provider. Look for online reviews and testimonials to gauge their reliability and customer satisfaction.

b. Fleet Selection: Check if the company offers a diverse fleet of well-maintained vehicles to suit your needs. Whether you require a classic stretch limo, a sleek sedan, or a spacious SUV, ensure they have the right options.

c. Licensing and Insurance: Verify that the limo service provider holds the necessary licenses and insurance coverage, ensuring a safe and legal operation.

d. Pricing and Packages: Request detailed pricing information and compare it with other service providers. Be cautious of hidden fees and ask for a breakdown of the costs to make an informed decision.

Conclusion:

Limo Services in Atlanta provide an exquisite and unforgettable transportation experience. Whether attending a special occasion, conducting business, or simply indulging in luxury, these services offer unparalleled comfort, style, and convenience. With their professional chauffeurs, meticulously maintained vehicles, and a commitment to customer satisfaction, Atlanta’s limo services will surely enhance any journey.

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luxyrideus · 1 year

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blacktobackmesa · 1 year

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If everyone got to escape the computer for one (1) day, what would everyone want to do with their time? Together, or individual?

Optional if you put Gordon in the game or keep him irl lol

I feel like that's a conversation that they would have together. Something hypothetical that comes up when they're just hanging out, you know? Maybe on a rainy day, where Gordon's not feeling up to any games, and they're all just chilling together in voice chat.

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"I think... I would want to have lunch."

Bubby snorted. "Lunch."

"Hey, it's achievable!" Gordon defended Tommy's choice. "I like it better than Benrey's plan to test if he can clip through my walls. But, uh. You do have lunch in there."

"But it's not your lunch," Tommy returned. "I don't have food from your-- from where you are! I want to see if it tastes different."

Gordon's eyebrows raised. "Huh. I never really thought about that."

"Now that's a fine idea!" Coomer lit up. "Gordon, isn't there a soda museum one state over from here? I think we could all make fine use of that, comparing flavors."

Tommy shook his head. "The World of Coca-Cola museum in Las Vegas was only open for a few years. We'd have to go all the way to... to the Atlanta one if we wanted to see the tasting room."

"Not that the trip from New Mexico to Nevada is a quick little jaunt," Gordon added. "If we only had a day to spend together, I'd hate to spend ten hours in the car."

Bubby huffed, crossing his arms. "Fine. I guess we'd have to rob a casino somewhere in this state instead."

"Oh, Atlanta's where they got the puppet museum, right?" Benrey joined in. "That's cool."

"If you want-- actually, y'know what? Air travel would be a new experience for at least a couple of you. We could take a plane to the east coast."

Bubby pointed to Coomer. "Good luck getting this one through the TSA. Metal detectors fear him."

The bionic boxer puffed up with pride, pleased with this description. "Now Gordon, I think there would be no better way to spend our time together than fistfighting airport security."

"Alright. So on our list, we've got: rob a casino, spend all of Gordon's money on cross-country plane tickets, get Gordon on the no-fly list, and potentially lose my security deposit," Gordon gave a dry review. "Anyone have any ideas that don't involve the neat getaway plan of going back into the computer? Because some of us don't have that option."

There was a moment of quiet thought.

"You know that scene with the mall from the movie with the sunglasses brothers? I think Bubby should--"

"Benrey, that is the opposite of what we should do."

"Come onnnn, it's not like anyone goes to malls anymore."

"...I've got something."

Darnold's voice was quiet, but it caught the attention of the group.

"Yeah?" Bubby prompted. "Alright, what've you got?"

"There's, um." Darnold hesitated. "I've looked into this before, actually. I've looked up the coordinates of the Black Mesa research facility... well, where it would have been, if it was real. Gordon, did you know it's only about an hour's drive away?"

Gordon blinked. "I did not. Figured it would be deeper into the desert."

"What's there now?" Tommy asked. "Is it, um, an old government site? For missile testing?"

"I bet it's a quirky and mysterious ghost town!" Coomer contributed. "Full of intrigue and quirky locals!"

Darnold shrugged. "Actually, it's... nothing. Not nothing nothing, Doctor Coomer. Just a lot of, y'know. Dirt. Plants. Bad cell service. And a nice view of the mountains."

There was no right way to respond to that information, really. Darnold seemed increasingly uncomfortable as their friends and companions couldn't find a reply.

After a minute, Tommy spoke.

"That sounds really nice," he said.

"Thanks."

"I know that's... I mean, I'm the one who said I wanted to eat lunch, but..."

"No, I agree," Coomer nodded. "I think I'd like that very much, Darnold."

"I wanna see it too," Benrey agreed. "S'like, closure or something. Bubby?"

The older scientist seemed to be lost in his own head. "I'm not sure," he admitted. "I'm not sure."

"...There's also a nicely reviewed winery on the way," Darnold added coyly. "I wouldn't mind checking that out, either."

Bubby gave a light smile. "Well, I wouldn't mind that. If Gordon didn't mind the gas money and all."

"Wouldn't mind a bit."

Might go a bit like that, I think! Oh and when they got back from standing in the desert and sampling wine, Gordon would take them to the coolest damn art installation in Santa Fe. They'd all love it.

#gordon streamman #haha get minific'd idiot #...youre not an idiot thank you for planting this idea #i visited new mexico a total of one times and now i act like an expert on the place #i'm not. but that's one more times than many hlvrai fans so!#i have been to the puppet museum and world of coke in atl tho.#they have an italian soda there that tastes like a nintendo switch cart #hlvrai #why not main tag #my works

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best-chaotic-neutral · 3 months

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Part 2 of my "What if The Seeds Went On To Live Normal, Happy lives?" fic

By the time Joseph and Genevive got to Atlanta, Joseph was optimistic and equally nervous about this venture. It had been a long time since he had seen his little brother and they had so much to catch up on. He wanted nothing more than to embrace him just as he did the last day they were together, but his heart also stirred with anxiety. Was John just as excited and hopeful as Joseph was? Or would he be angry that Joseph couldn't keep their family together? Joseph and Jacob had always loved their little brother dearly and from the moment he was born, they had always been his protectors. But what kind of protector couldn't keep a sweet, innocent child from being torn from his family?

Joseph sighed to himself as he made his way up the long driveway, he could feel his palms getting sweatier with every foot he drove toward the large, imposing house. He parked his 1989 Ford Taurus outside, scooped up a sleeping Genevive, and walked towards the front door, admiring the impeccable brickwork of the house along the way. Joseph tried to gather himself, his heart racing in his ears. He rang the doorbell and his heart raced faster and faster until the solid oak door swung open and Joseph's heart rate finally slowed.

Joseph gazed at the man before him, hair slicked back, black jeans, a dark blue dress shirt, and a black vest. The man was impeccably dressed compared to Joseph's old stained t-shirt and faded blue jeans. He could hardly believe it was him, but there was no mistaking it, this was his baby brother, all grown up. Joseph opened his mouth to say hello but all that came out was tears when John put his arms around him, not saying a word. "I've missed you Joseph," he said, tears welling up in his eyes. "I've missed you too John" Joseph replied, giving his brother a firm hug. John welcomed him in and sat him down in the living room. They chatted for a long time, exchanging life stories.

John even got to hold Genevive for the first time and just melted on the inside. But as John gently rocked his niece, he asked Joseph about his wife. Joseph explained the car crash and her death, causing John to hold his hand as Joseph began to cry, his loss still weighing heavily on his heart. Joseph had spent his childhood being the loving guidance that John never had in any adult in his life, and now it was John's turn to be that same loving guidance towards his brother in his time of need. After getting him some tissues and rubbing his back, Joseph's tears dried.

After getting Joseph and Genevive settled in, the Seed brothers laid out their plan to find their oldest brother, Jacob. John had managed to find out some information about Jacob, such as his military service and his less-than-honorable discharge due to undisclosed mental health struggles. But after that, Jacob seemed to have just disappeared off the map. Where could he be? Was he dead? Was he living under a bridge somewhere? John was stumped, he just didn't know how to proceed. But it was Joseph who suggested looking in homeless shelters. Joseph himself had been homeless for a good two years before, and he knew there was a sizable population of homeless veterans in the area. If Jacob had mental health struggles, he reasoned, it's a possibility that he might be homeless as a result. It certainly was the case with many of the veterans he had met. John agreed, it would be a start at the very least.

The next day the three of them set off back to Rome to go look for Jacob. They first checked the spots that Joseph used to hide away at when he was homeless but to no avail. But after a lot of asking around and describing Jacob's most basic features, they finally found a lead, which led them to a homeless shelter. John held Genevive close to him as he made his way around the shelter, trying carefully to not let the homeless touch either of them. But Joseph was used to this harsh reality, and it didn't phase him. he asked around until finally, someone offered to bring him to a man matching Jacob's description.

John followed close behind, and soon they had found him. "Jacob?" Joseph cautiously asked. Jacob's eyes looked up through his dirty, long hair to meet Joseph's, and their eyes instantly clicked. Jacob shot up from his cot where he was laying. "J-Joseph? Is that really you Joseph?" he asked nervously, not sure if he was dreaming. But the calmness and softness in his voice was unmistakable. He put his arms around Joseph and gave him a familiar tight squeeze as tears welled up in his eyes. "I-I thought I would never see you again" he sobbed. John joined in on the hug and Jacob put his arms around them both. "John? Oh, my sweet baby brother!" Jacob exclaimed as he joyfully planted a kiss on John's forehead.

John smiled and looked up at his oldest brother again for the first time in years. "We've come to take you home Jacob" he said as a joyful smile crept across his face. Jacob's face fell, "there is no home for me" he said. Joseph held his hands and squeezed them tightly. "Jacob, a wise soul once told me, 'As long as we're together, we're home.' Do you remember who said that?". Jacob looked down, "I did. I said that to you and John when we had to sleep in our tree fort in the woods to get away from dad. But it's been so long, and I've failed to protect you like I promised I always would" he reasoned. Joseph pulled him into a hug. "We as humans can only do so much Jacob, what happened is not your fault. We love you and we will never be separated again".

Now reunited, the Seed brothers return to John's home where John gets Jacob all cleaned up and Joseph makes them all a good meal. With his family reunited, Joseph's heart starts to ache a little less knowing his brothers are loved and cared for. Before digging in to their meal, Joseph says grace and thanks God for giving him the strength to reunite his family.

Part 3 coming up next!

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platinumluxuryfleet · 1 month

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dcpartyandcharterbusrental · 1 year

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atlantalimoandcarservice · 2 years

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Book an Atlanta Limousine Rental That Surpasses All Other Modes of Transportation

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transwaylimousine · 1 month

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A Comprehensive Guide to Airport Transportation You Must Know

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ausetkmt · 2 years

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HOW ARE THEY REINSTATING MURDERING COPS IN ATLANTA?

U.S.|Atlanta to Pay $1 Million to Rayshard Brooks’s Family

Nov. 21, 2022, 9:50 p.m. ET

The city of Atlanta agreed on Monday to pay $1 million to settle a lawsuit brought by the widow and the estate of Rayshard Brooks, a Black man who was fatally shot by a white police officer in 2020, and whose death touched off nationwide protests.

The City Council’s unanimous vote came nearly three months after prosecutors determined that the two officers involved in the episode committed no crimes on June 12, 2020, when Mr. Brooks, 27, was shot by one of the officers in a Wendy’s parking lot. The Council also found that the use of deadly force had been reasonable.

Lawyers for Mr. Brooks’s family, from the firm Stewart Miller Simmons Trial Attorneys, said in a statement that “although the children of Mr. Brooks have lost their father, settling the case will undoubtedly assist them with future plans as they come of age.”

They added that the family was “disappointed that prosecutors didn’t pursue a criminal case against the officers involved in Mr. Brooks’s death.”

Councilman Dustin Hillis said at a Council meeting on Monday that the settlement would be paid to Mr. Brooks’s widow, Tomika Miller; the Brooks estate; and the lawyers’ firm.

He added that the city attorney had determined that “the city of Atlanta’s potential financial exposure in defending plaintiff’s claims is in excess of the settlement amount.”

The family’s wrongful-death lawsuit had claimed that the killing of Mr. Brooks was “senseless and unjustified,” and that the city had violated his civil rights.

Mr. Brooks was killed about three weeks after a police officer in Minneapolis murdered George Floyd. The Atlanta killing spurred fresh rounds of street demonstrations in 2020 and became part of the broader national debate about the treatment of Black Americans at the hands of police officers.

The authorities said that Mr. Brooks had fallen asleep in his car in the drive-through lane at Wendy’s on June 12, 2020. At first, the encounter between the officers and Mr. Brooks was calm. But after 40 minutes, the episode turned violent when the officers moved to arrest him. Mr. Brooks hit one of the officers, grabbed the other’s Taser, fired it and took off running.

A widely shared video captured the moment when one of the officers, Garrett Rolfe, who had worked with the department since 2013, fired his handgun three times while he was chasing Mr. Brooks, who fired the Taser he had seized as he ran.

Mr. Brooks was shot twice, in the back and buttocks, prosecutors said. He was taken to a hospital, where he died after surgery, the authorities said.

In the wake of the shooting, the Wendy’s restaurant where the shooting occurred was burned down after angry demonstrations, and the Atlanta police chief at the time, Erika Shields, resigned.

Officer Rolfe was initially charged with murder and 10 other criminal counts in connection with the fatal shooting of Mr. Brooks, and the other officer, Devin Brosnan, faced a number of lesser charges. But prosecutors announced in August that they would drop all charges.

Officer Rolfe was fired from the Police Department the day after the shooting, but reinstated in May 2021 by the city’s Civil Service Review Board.

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premiumblacklimo · 11 months

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Luxury Limousine Services in Atlanta: Riding in Style and Elegance

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adultswim2021 · 20 days

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Freaknik: The Musical | March 7, 2010 - 11:30PM | Special

Whither That Crook’d ‘Sipp?

Freaknik: the Musical! A special that I’m ill-equipped to truly go deep on because 1) I am a cracker-ass and 2) I live in a hell of my own making and sometimes it's far too difficult to tune out. Oh well! I’ll give it a shot, yuh know? See what happens! Also: I pledge to not google anything about this, so I will be speaking from my threadbare knowledge of the subject at hand.

Freaknik is based on a real-life recurring block party, or outdoor music fest, or something like that, held, uh, probably annually in, I’m guessing, Atlanta, Georgia. It probably has rap stuff going on and people probably have a lotta fun listening to live music and attempting to find sex partners among it's many attendees. I have gleaned this from the special itself, as well as the fact that when you search for this to see if it’s playing on any streaming services you’ll instead find a documentary called “Freaknik: a big party that happens” or something like that.

This special follows a likable rap group who are down on their luck. They intend to travel to the big event so they can compete in some battle of the bands type thing. The party is happening because Freaknik, a ghostly personification of the party itself, has sprung back to life. I forget how. He’s a black ghost with money signs all over himself and hes real charismatic. He embodies good times, blackness, and above all, love. We see him going on a publicity tour, while a council of hater-ass black establishment figures (including mostly unidentified-but recognizable figures like Oprah, Jesse Jackson, Bill Cosby, and Al Sharpton) all scheme to stop Freaknik once and for all.

The rap group have little adventures along the way, such as a memorable stop at a white frat. They tangle with a rival rap group, who look just like them. They meet a car full ‘o bitches and a brand new bong. One of the "bitches" is a character from That Crook’d ‘Sipp, but with a different name. There is almost no continuity between the two specials, just reused assets. That’s probably a best case scenario for That Crook’d ‘Sipp, which is maybe one of my least favorite things I’ve ever watched on Adult Swim. This is far from the worst thing. In fact, it’s fairly solid.

That Crook’d ‘Sipp felt like it was speaking an alien language, and was borderline incomprehensible. This doesn’t feel that way. But, and I mean this in a non-insulting way, this show doesn’t feel like it’s for me. It’s a flavor I have a bit of a shallow distaste for. This is ultimately a good thing! I like when shows get on the air that are very specific and meant to appeal to a certain segment of the population.

I could quibble with the humor here and there, but I don’t think this special was designed with specifically pleasing me in mind. So why don’t I focus on the positive, instead? In fact, why doesn't everyone do this when faced with stuff that's not specifically for them? Okay , here I go: the characters are colorful! A lot of the drawings are great, funny, and cartoony! Even when it felt like it was about to veer into broad, stereotypical humor, it still pleasantly surprised me by aiming higher! It wasn’t boring, and a lot of the songs were pretty goddamn great!

I actively enjoyed three moments in particular. One was the bit where Tyra Banks goes undercover as a corpse. This was a parody of the time she went undercover as an obese person utilizing a fat suit. (whoops, I googled this, just because I thought maybe I was confusing her with the episode of Fresh Prince of Bel Air where Will did that. Wait, wasn’t she on that show? Aw, geez!)

Moment two: the frat bros, who have their party shut down by the cops (you’ll hear famous white people Andy Sandburg and Bill Hader in this scene). When the cops leave, they lament being targeted by them, but then one says “I kinda like cops though, because they found the guy that killed my mom.” This right here is my favorite line in the show.

The other part I liked, which I recalled from watching this way back when, was the scene where Al Sharpton is watching the news report that he died in his home after being struck by lightning. He looks around quizzically and then it happens. A lotta really fun cartoon gags like that are in this! I respect it!

Not my favorite thing to air on Adult Swim; not by a long shot. But the more I think about this show, especially its final act, the more I think that this special is pretty undervalued and underseen, and that’s a real shame. I honestly think that Adult Swim really should try to bring this back at some capacity. Maybe repeat it with a special promotion? Maybe a sequel? Maybe there’s a reason for it's absence that has nothing to do with Adult Swim or their parent company. But I think if they pushed this back out into the world and tried to get more eyes on it, only good things would come.

MAIL BAG:

From KON:

The funniest thing I ever said in my life was about Freaknik: The Musical. The special aired on the same night as the Oscars that year, the year that The Hurt Locker FAMOUSLY upset Avatar and won best picture. When the winner was announced, at one point they cut to James Cameron looking pissed. I said, "he's mad because he's missing Freaknik." Thank you, thank you

BIG LOL. I really do hope that he DVR’d it. And that he didn’t get it on DVD, because the DVD looks like shit. I hope he DVR'd it, or had a 1080p webrip from cartoonchaos on his seedbox.

THANK you for your neon knome review. As one of five people on planet earth who actually likes the problem solverz I'm glad to see another fan out there. Granted, PS was nowhere near as good as Neon Knome (even one of Ben Jones' own friends said it was 'too shouty'), but it's definitely not like, "Consistently and infamously ranked the worst cartoon of all time among a large amount of people" bad. Most of the hate seems to be from people who hate the brash art style and think the colors hurt their eyes, and from people who think that Alfe is annoying. I'll give them the latter, but like you said the style is very deliberate and I like how... 'visceral', it is, for lack of a better word. I unironically feel it was just too ahead of it's time and aired on the wrong network. This was when tumblr normies were geeking out over Adventure time, so something like this freaked them the F out and it stuck cause of word of mouth. Kinda like how Freddy Got Fingered was called 'the worst movie of all time' until pretty recently. I think if Neon Knome came out 15 years later, on [AS] in it's original form, people would love it. Cruelty Squad has like 10,000 positive reviews on Steam and it's just as visually abrasive/experimental as this is.

Thanks! Hopefully Criterion Channel will add Problem Solverz to it’s line-up so we can properly reassess it’s place in the culture at large. It does feel like if it got deleted by Zaslav that nobody in the world (except you and me, I guess) would stick up for it. People all snarkily saying “at least he got this one right”. The snark would be off the charts. The snark charts.

#adult swim #adultswim2021 #freaknik: the musical

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STORY: Ups And Downs

St. Regis

“You were good, kid. The money’s on the dresser.”

I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve heard that line over the past few weeks. I should be in college right now studying business administration and maybe getting a minor in art. Instead, I’m turning tricks near Piedmont Park in Atlanta.

And when I’m not working the streets and the sheets, I spend as much time as I can at the nearest library scouring the newspapers and online services for job listings, but times are hard, and jobs are few and far between, especially for someone with only a high school education.

It’s been almost a month since my dad kicked me out of the house. The envelope my sister Amy gave me on my last day there contained a note from Mom and a couple hundred bucks. That, combined with the money Amy gave me and what I had saved up, allowed me to get from Columbus to Atlanta and kept me housed and fed for about a week, but the money soon ran out, and I found myself sleeping in homeless encampments and eating in soup kitchens.

That’s where I met Andre, who told me I could make some money turning tricks.

“I did that for a while myself,” he said, “and the money was pretty good, but the gig was not always easy. I’m not a big guy like you,” he continued, “so when some of the johns decided to get rough, I was no match for them. But you’re big and strong,” he added, admiringly. “You don’t gotta take no shit offa nobody. You’re damn good looking too. You’ll be very popular out there, make lots of skrilla…benjis.”

Fortunately, I had listened to enough rap music to know that ‘skrilla’ was slang for money and a ‘benji’ was a hundred-dollar bill, named for Benjamin Franklin, whose mug appears on the currency.

And Andre was right. I got $50 for a blow job and $200 for a fuck. Blow jobs were the most lucrative because I could do four or five of those in an hour, often in their cars or sometimes behind a dumpster in a dark alley, whereas a fuck often required an hour and a half or more, including the time it took to get to and from the cheap motels that most of the johns frequented.

In motel rooms, most of the johns wanted to fuck me. They were often married but weren’t getting enough pussy from their wives or girlfriends, so they turned to male prostitutes. Damn! Is that what I have become, a prostitute? Those tricks were lucrative because I could do an unlimited number in a night.

About 20% of the men wanted me to fuck them, and I could usually manage three or four of those in a night and another couple in the morning for guys who wanted a quickie before work or during their lunch break.

A similar percentage didn’t really want oral or anal sex at all. Sometimes they only wanted a hand job or just wanted me to watch while they jacked off or to watch me rub one out, and sometimes they wanted us to beat off together. These guys would often reminisce about what good times they had jerking off with their buddies when they were teenagers.

Another group of men just wanted to cuddle, and sometimes they wanted to talk while we cuddled, mostly about how disappointing sex with their wives or girlfriends had become. It was so obvious that those men were trying to deny their homosexuality, but I couldn’t tell them that. For one thing, they wouldn’t have wanted to hear that from me, and for another, I couldn’t afford to lose the repeat business.

I know it sounds like I was rolling in dough, but there was that one time when I got mugged, and they took all my money. I could have handled one…maybe two…but there were three of those guys, and they had guns. Then there were the crooked cops who would occasionally shake us down. Usually, they just wanted a blow job, but sometimes they would take our money too—as payment for not running us in.

Andre was right about the rough stuff too. I would often see some of the other hustlers go off with some guy and come back with a black eye or a busted nose. Two or three johns tried that with me, but they soon found out that I would take none of that crap. Some guys wanted to spank me, and I was OK with that—up to a point—but if they dared to make a fist, I let them know quickly and in no uncertain terms that that kind of rough stuff was out of bounds.

And then there was that one creep who really freaked me out. He never approached me or any of the other working guys. He just sat there in his big black Mercedes GLS for hours at a time, almost every night for nearly a week. I couldn’t get a good look at him because of the tinted windows that made me wonder if he was an FBI agent, a hit man, a drug lord, a jealous boyfriend, or just a guy trying to work up enough courage to whip out his dick.

Finally, one night I caught a glimpse of him when he got out of the car to go take a leak, and I was surprised at how good looking he was. He was also tall and well built. My first thought was, “Man, if you would just walk into any gay bar, you could take home any guy you wanted,” but, of course, the guys who came to us wouldn’t be caught dead in a gay bar. They would be scared shitless that they would get busted either by the cops, their wives, or their Southern Baptist congregations.

As I said, I usually didn’t have to worry so much about getting roughed up, but there was that one night when I got picked up by two guys who said they wanted to tag team me. I had always enjoyed tag teaming guys in the back of the hardware store with Mr. Sullivan, so I told them I was OK as long as they understood that the cost was the same—$200 apiece. They agreed, and we took off for one of the cheap motels nearby.

Once they got me naked, though, they started to get rough, and when I tried to explain where I drew the line, they just laughed like Satan welcoming new arrivals to Hell and came at me with fists clenched. I got in a few good licks before one of them tackled me to the bed, and the other one started to…. Well, let’s just say it would not have been pleasant except for…BAM. All of a sudden the door flew off its hinges and a stranger burst into the room, banged their heads together, dragged them down the hall, and threw them down the stairs, but not before he rid them of their wallets. It was the good-looking stranger from the black Mercedes SUV.

“Are you all right?” he asked, re-positioning the door behind himself as best he could considering it was off its hinges.

“I may be bruised,” I replied, “but I can still take you down,” I boasted, but knowing I was displaying more bravado than actual bravery.

“Relax,” he said consolingly. “I’m not gonna hurt you.”

“Well, who the hell are you?” I demanded to know, “and what the fuck do you want from me?”

“We’ll get to that,” he replied, “but first let’s make sure you’re OK.” I flinched when he approached me, but he reassured me by backing off immediately.

“I just want to make sure I don’t need to take you to the hospital, Joe.”

“Wait! What the fuck? How do you know my name?”

“We know a lot about you, Joe, and—”

“We? Who the fuck is ‘we’?” I yelled, stiffening my spine again.

Seeing my anxiety, he backed off again, but then he pulled a chair up to the edge of the bed, sat down, and leaned in.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, Joe. In fact, my boss sent me here to help you, and that’s what I’d like to do if you will let me.”

“Your boss? Who is that?”

“I will answer all of your questions, Joe, but let’s at least get you out of this flea bag and into someplace where we can talk, OK?”

Cautiously, I agreed.

Before we left the flea bag, though, he opened the wallets he had taken off the two ruffians, pulled out the bills, and handed them to me. There was almost a thousand dollars altogether. I counted out the $400 they had promised me and handed the rest back to the handsome Samaritan.

“Keep it,” he instructed. “Considering how they were treating you, you deserve it.”

I counted out another $200—“My tip,” I said—and handed the remainder back to him.

Accepting the balance of the money, he said, “We’ll give the wallets and the rest of the money to the hotel manager,” he said. “To cover the repairs on the door,” he chuckled. I have to admit, he had a very pleasant laugh and a killer smile that would disarm an entire battalion of even the most hardened infantrymen.

Considering that he was driving a $90,000 luxury SUV, I guess I should not have been surprised when he drove us to the St. Regis Hotel, the most luxurious—and most expensive—hotel in Atlanta.

“But my car,” I pleaded. “I need to get my car.”

“Don’t worry about that,” he reassured me. “It’s been taken to a safe place, and all of your belongings are safe as well.”

I was beginning to feel like I was in some kind of sci-fi movie, but so far, everything seemed OK, so I resolved to see where it would go. I didn’t let my guard down, though. I may have been needy, but I’m not stupid.

“You hungry?” he asked as we entered the luxury suite with a balcony overlooking the pool. “Of course you are,” he added when I didn’t reply immediately. “Stupid question. You probably haven’t had a decent meal in weeks.” He was right, of course, but how did he know that?

“There’s a steam shower and a Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom,” he said, pointing the way, “and a comfortable robe hanging behind the door. Why don’t you freshen up while I call room service for some food. You’re not a vegetarian, are you?”

Seeing the scowl on my face, he remarked, “I didn’t think so. Two steaks coming up. Medium? Medium rare?”

“Medium well,” I replied.

“Southerners!” he frowned. “OK, medium well it is.”

A shower, a robe, and, I noticed immediately, only one bed in the room, king-sized. You talk a good game, mister, but you’re obviously after the same thing that everyone else is after. You just wanna bone me. Well, OK. You’re pretty damn hot and you did rescue me from those two bastards, so I guess I owe you.

After a long shower and an even longer soak in the Jacuzzi tub, I came out of the bathroom just as I heard a knock on the door. “Room service,” I heard a young man’s voice say. I wrapped myself in the plush terry cloth robe and walked out into the bedroom only to discover an adjoining room with a luxurious wrap-around sofa and a small table with four chairs where the cute bellboy was setting up our supper: 12-ounce T-bone steaks, baked potatoes with butter and sour cream, sautéed zucchini and squash, and amaretto cheesecake for dessert.

After showing the bellboy to the door and tipping him, my handsome host—I still didn’t know his name—offered, “Wine? It’s a very nice Cabernet Sauvignon. There are also sodas, bottled water, and spirits in the fridge,” he added.

To be perfectly honest, I had never had much wine and what I had experienced was mostly the cheap stuff. From what I had seen thus far, I knew this would not be cheap shit, so I gladly accepted the opportunity to sample the good stuff.

“A toast,” he said, “to more ups than downs.”

“I’ll definitely drink to that,” I almost gushed.

Supper was accompanied by small talk. Every time I tried to ask more pertinent questions, he managed very smoothly to steer the conversation back to mundane topics such as the weather, sports, or which movie star was rumored to be sleeping with whom.

With supper finished, he led me over to the plush sofa, where I figured he was planning to make his move on me, but I finally blurted out. “Enough! I really appreciate what you did for me back at that motel, and this evening has been delightful, but who the hell are you and what the fuck do you want from me?”

“Actually,” he grinned, “you contacted us.”

“What? What do you mean? And who is ‘us’?”

“Houseboy.com,” he said.

Ah, yes. My friend Andre, the guy who told me I could make money by offering myself on the streets, had also told me about this Website where employers look for domestic help—ostensibly. Many of them are actually just looking for boy toys they can fuck whenever they want, but at least the boys get free room and board in exchange for doing some housework. And since I was used to doing chores around the house, I figured I could do that, and what if it is just another form of prostitution. I’m already doing that, and I might luck out and get an employer who I actually wouldn’t mind sleeping with on a regular basis. The hot stud sitting across the table from me was just such a case, it seemed.

“Yeah, I’ve been to that Website,” I acknowledged, “but I don’t recall seeing your profile. If I had, I certainly would remember it.” Careful, Joe. Don’t appear too eager to let this guy get into your pants…or your robe. Slow and easy.

“Oh, not me,” he laughed, flashing those beautiful pearly whites again. “Do you remember sending an inquiry to a man named Art?”

I had to rummage through my frazzled brain for a few seconds before I recalled, “Oh, yeah, the guy in New York who said he was looking to replace an assistant who is leaving.”

“That’s right. Raphael has finished his college degree and is moving on to pursue his career in hospitality management, so Art…Arthur Block…is looking for someone to assume his duties.”

“Who is this Arthur Block,” I asked and, raising my voice a bit more than I perhaps should have, “who the hell are you? Do you have a name, or should I just call you St. Regis?”

“That’s good,” he laughed. “I like you, Joe. You’ve got spunk. And I’m pretty sure Mr. Block is going to like you too.” After a slight pause, he continued, “Woody. My name is Morgan Woodward, but everyone calls me Woody.”

“Well, all right, Woody. Now we’re getting somewhere.” I couldn’t help wondering if his nickname was actually derived from his last name or if it was a not-so-subtle reference to another asset, one which I was about to observe up close and personal. “So, are you Mr. Block’s chief houseboy, or what?”

“Rule number one,” replied Woody. “Mr. Block does not like the term ‘houseboy.’ First of all, he hires men, not boys, and second, he doesn’t like the connotations often associated with that term.”

“Connotations?”

“I’ll let Mr. Block explain that when you meet him.”

“Meet him? Is he here?”

“No,” replied Woody. “Tomorrow you and I are flying out to California.”

(To be continued)

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