So, the day after attending the lectures, you went to your new job.

So, after the lectures, you went to your new job.

You ended up at work guarding a warehouse in one of the remote northern quarters of the city. This warehouse was quite large, so there were two more guards besides you. At work, you often interacted with these two guards. The first of these guards, the Hispanic Pablo, was a wiry, tall man in his early thirties with a grim face. The second of these guards is a medium height white muscular redhead and hairy guy named Brian in his early thirties (you might think he is of Irish descent).

One night you stayed with these guards on duty. You have worked half the night. From idleness, you began to play cards with the guards. Brian brought a bottle of cognac. You didn't want to drink this alcoholic drink, but you had to. After all, you were afraid of your refusal to anger these guards.

You thought: "I don't need problems. I don't want to make these guys angry...". You drank a little. On an empty stomach, cognac immediately hit you in the head.

At first you played cards just for fun, you easily beat the guards. You even started to brag a little. Then Pablo and Brian offered you to play for real: for certain bets. They told you that if you win they will give you 50 dollars each and they will also praise you in front of your superiors.

You asked: "What happens if I lose?"

They told you that you can pay them $50 each. You timidly replied that you now do not have that kind of money. Then Pablo said that you have to suck them off. You began to refuse, to translate everything into a joke, but Pablo and Brian were adamant - not without ambiguous threats.

In the end, you had to agree. You won the first game of three cards quite easily. You were close to winning in the second game as well, but you made an unfortunate mistake and you lost. The third party immediately went not in your favor. You knew you couldn't win, and you dreaded the inevitable.

Finally, the last card fell. You looked up and you saw the faces of Pablo and Brian, they had sly, sly smiles on them. You tried to make it look like a joke. Pablo and Brian immediately began to look sternly. There was no kindness left in their eyes. A chill went down your back.

Pablo said sternly: “That won't do! Card debt is sacred. Either you suck it voluntarily, or we will use **** right here ... and you will be hurt.

You were in shock, tears came to your eyes. Brian, seeing this contemptuously spat to the side. Pablo continued to bore you with his stern gaze.