His dad is your mom's boss

Before he can answer, your mom bursts out the front door.

"Get the hell off my son, you thug! I'm calling the-" your mom freezes. Her eyes widen as she looks closely at Joey. Finally, she speaks again, "Aren't you Mr. Redd's son?" She asks nervously.

"That's right, babe. And not only is he your boss, but he just gave me a job at the company making ME your boss too," Joey says devilishly.

"Oh God," your mom says weakly.

"Oh, that's not even all of it. See, I also kinda...had my company buy all your debt. Which means the second something puts me in a bad mood I might just decide to collect. In other words, if you piss me off I can and will take your job, house, car, and maybe send you to court a few times for good measure," Joey explains.

At this point, your mom is in a full panic. She's clearly struggling to stand and has gone completely pale. You can tell she's listening to Joey but she isn't saying anything. You decide someone needs to address the elephant in the room.

"Why would you do this to us? I'm just some kid from high school you used to bully...I never did anything to you," you whine.

Joey laughs, "No see you helped me realize how much fun it is to dominate people. I loved your fear and even better your obedience. I decided as soon as I got a position of power at my dad's office I would see how far I could really **** someone. And when I found out I could pick my favorite punching bag as my first victim, I couldn't settle for anyone else. Plus, it was surprisingly easy to completely trap you."

"You're fucked in the head, Joey! Firing my mom and putting out on the street isn't going to do you any good," you say, trying to sound tough.

Joey just laughs again but this time with a confused look on his face, "Yeah, dipshit, I'm aware. I'm not here to fire your mom. I'm here to offer you both a deal."

"Deal? What do you mean?" Your mom finally says something.

"I am so glad you asked! You two are going to be my new personal indentured servants! You'll have to do everything I say until you can pay back all your debt. Sound good?" Joey asks excitedly.

"What kind of things would you have us do?" Your mom asks.

"Mom, you can't seriously be considering this-" you try to argue.

"I have to, baby. We can't risk it. But maybe we could negotiate a better deal," your mom replies.

"Ok, how's this: both of you will have to do exactly as I say with no complaining no matter how messed up you think it is. If you can prove to me how badly you want your freedom, I'll let you go after paying half the debt. Final offer," Joey says amused.

There's a pause. Your mom and you look at each other and nod.

"Deal," you both say.

"Oh, um...actually that would be 'deal, sir'. I do own both of you the least you could do is show some respect," Joey says passive aggressively.

"Deal...sir."

"Good! Now that that's out of the way..."