Its all been a big misunderstanding

John glanced at the clock on the wall. 11.50. Hell! He got up quickly and got his pants back on and started to make himself look presentable once more. Alison's mom got uup behind him looking concerned by his haste.

"What is it honey?"

"Come on, you need to get your dress on", he said, pulling on his socks and shoes.

"I don't understand", she said, but began getting dressed , struggling a little with the back of it in her rush while he quickly visited the toilet.

"They'll be here soon", he said emerging a minute later, wiping the remains of the moisture from the tap on his thighs.

"What, but I thought we..."

"I'm not here about the rent. I knew Alison at school and I was just visiting to see if she" he started but got cut off.

"What!!!? but we... Oh my god! You shit! You took advantage... I cant believe you did that. You bastard." she advanced towards him murderously, while John retreated a couple of steps towards the door

They were interrupted suddenly by a sharp rap at the front door.

John got there first, finding it something or a relief to avoid Alison's mom's wrath for a moment.

"Corinna Whitford? Unless you have 2000 dollars for the last 5 weeks rent, we are now evicting you", said the closest and largest of two similar appearing men, both in dark suits, and both looking as if they would have been better employed as professional wrestlers.

"But, but you can't. He..." squealed Mrs Whitford from behind John.

John cut her off, "I got this", he said quietly, pulling his wallet from his pocket and began counting out twenties.

The first thug-in-a-suit watched patiently, accepted the money with a shrug and turned. His colleague looked annoyed at having to follow without the pleasure of having roughed anyone up. Moments later they were off in a small dark car that looked somehow a few sizes too small for them.

"You... you..." said Mrs Whitford, emotions racing between rage at being duped and taken advantage of, then realizing that she had in fact thrown herself at John, then subsequently that he had saved her from being thrown out onto the street along with the baby in the next room. She sank to her knees at his feet and hugged him around his thighs, face pressing into his crotch. Despite himself, John could feel himself stiffening once more.

"Uh... you're welcome?"