Chapter 1
At seven o'clock P.M. on Friday night, Margaret Price walked up the front steps and onto the deck at the house of her most recent enemy. She carried her purse and in that was her wallet with a thousand dollars cash in one hundred dollar bills and her checkbook. It was unusual for her to carry this much money on her person but desperate times called for desperate measures. She really wasn't worried about money anyway, after all, Margaret Price was a multi-millionaire and the majority owner of a very successful cosmetics company. What she was worried about was the possibility of losing nearly everything.
Right now she had it all, power, wealth, confidence, attitude. She was supermodel sexy and physically fit with an incredible body toned by a personal trainer. She looked ten years younger than the forty two she was. She was a strong woman who never backed down from a challenge, and most people were intimidated by her including men. But Margaret had a dark side and until this week it had been a secret. All her life, she had a severe intolerance for anyone that she deemed to be beneath her. She was a racist person who had several different reasons in her mind to hate everyone except other extremely wealthy or famous people. She couldn't stand overweight people because she thought they were lazy and smelly. She made it clear that homosexuals were disgusting. The only people who knew about her feelings though were her family who held the same beliefs, and a very few of her closest and most trusted friends. Everyone else just thought she was a rich snob, but nobody dared to call her out.
As she stepped up to the front door of the modest house, she took a deep breath and cleared her head, ready to use her power of intimidation to get what she wanted. She knocked loudly on the door. It was important that she was not perceived to be nervous. The door swung open and Margaret was greeted by a large black woman wearing a thin nightgown. It was not who she was expecting. "I'm sorry, I must have the wrong address." she said.
"Your Margaret Price right?" the black lady asked.
Margaret nodded "I'm looking for Patty Drake."
"Come in, Patty's waiting for you. I'm Hazel" She stepped aside and motioned for the well dressed woman to enter. The door entered into a narrow hallway and as Margaret stepped into the house she had to turn sideways to get by the girth of this strange woman. She was huge, close to three hundred pounds with melon sized breasts. She had the thickest lips and darkest skin that Margaret had ever seen. She smelled a sour smell that was immediately recognized as body odor and she scrunched her nose in disgust and hurried past. She was led into the kitchen and then down a flight of stairs into a finished basement. On the far wall was a couch and sitting on the couch was Patty.
Patty Drake had a much more difficult life than Margaret. She was an only child who's parents were both overweight. Patty took right after her folks, it was in her DNA. She went through school as the heavy kid who got picked on for her size. Worse yet, at eleven years old, her breasts started to develop and by the time she was sixteen, she had two huge mounds on her chest that made people stare even more. Because she had so few friends, and she wasn't into sports, she put all her effort into her studies and graduated at the top of her class. She was given a complete scholarship to a mid-western college. It was in college that she finally came to terms with the fact that she preferred girls over guys. She met Hazel Washington and fell in love.
Hazel was a beautiful, sexy, heavy woman, who also happened to be black. The two could relate because they were so much alike, but Hazel had long ago decided that she wasn't going to let other peoples attitudes about her get her down. They finished college and decided that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together. Hazel became a veterinarian and Patty applied for a personal assistant job at a large cosmetics company. The same cosmetics company that Margaret owned a majority of. Patty won the job and found herself working for the woman herself. For the next three weeks, Patty worked her ass off trying to make a good impression, but her boss always seemed to be critical of her. Patty assumed it was because she was new and hoped that once Margaret really got to know her things would be different. What she didn't know, but would soon find out, was that Margaret hated her simply because she was fat. She found out late one afternoon when she went to her bosses office to drop off her next morning schedule and overheard one half of a phone conversation.
Margaret had thought everyone had left and was talking with her brother on the phone. The door to her office was open just slightly and as Patty walked up she heard "Yeah, so I ended up hiring the fat one named Patty. She's pretty disgusting and I'm just looking for a good reason to fire her now." Patty was shocked but quickly regained her composure and in a moment of brilliant clarity, she grabbed her cell phone and set it on video. She managed to record the rest of the conversation on her phone and it turned out to be priceless.
Margaret was describing other people who had applied for the job that didn't get it and her choice of words made it clear that she was a very intolerant woman. "My other choices, the ones that were qualified for the job, were worse than the fat bitch." She said. "Three were black and I won't have a nigger working that close to me." Patty had to bite her lip to keep from gasping at Margaret's choice of words, but it kept going. "One guy walked in and was a fucking hunk, until he started talking and I realized he was a major faggot, and there's no way I'm letting a homosexual be my assistant. I almost hired this one woman but she was so fucking old and wrinkled that I just kept imagining her fucking dentures popping out of her mouth. The rest were all either fat or just pathetic or both."
Patty had heard enough and she tiptoed out of there as fast as she could with every intention of leaving and never coming back. At her house later on she played the video to Hazel and it was then that they came up with a plan of action. They made copies of the tape that night and the next morning, she dropped an envelope on her bosses desk with the words
printed on it. When Margaret watched the video later on she knew what kind of trouble it could cause if it became public. She knew that she had to get all copies no matter what the cost. If the media got a hold of it there would be so much outrage that she would surely loose the company. Even though she was a majority owner, any public scandal would cause the stockholders to force her out. She would lose everything and she wasn't about to allow that to happen.
Patty smiled warmly at Margaret and the look was returned with a scowl. "Margaret, I see you found the house all right. Your right on time, prompt as usual. Please, come in a sit down. You've met Hazel I see."
Margaret moved around to the other side of the couch and sat in the overstuffed armchair. She watched with a disgusted look as Hazel walked toward the couch. "Can we do this in private please?" Margaret knew that the best way to get what she wanted was to talk to Patty alone. She knew how to use intimidation to push around people who were less intelligent than she was and it would work better if she had no moral support.
"You don't have to worry about Hazel, her and I share everything. Don't we beautiful?" Patty replied.
Margaret watched in disbelief as the fat black woman leaned over to Patty and they kissed. It was a very sensual kiss with both women using tongues and someone was moaning. Even though she turned away, she could still hear the sucking, slurping noises as they made out. She had been unaware that Patty was a lesbian. When the kiss ended, Hazel sat down beside Patty and the couch groaned from the combined weight of the two heavy women. It was an uncomfortable position for the wealthy business woman and that's just what the plan had been.
Taking a deep breath to clear her mind, Margaret cleared her throat and began. "Let's get to the reason I'm here, shall we. I've come here tonight prepared to make you a very generous offer. Trust me when I tell you that there will not be another offer. This is a one time only take it or leave it deal. Because you secretly taped a private conversation between myself and my brother, which is illegal I might add, I could go to the police and have you put in jail. I could also sue you for every penny. My team of lawyers would tear you apart and leave you with nothing. However, I'm prepared to pay you a one time only payment of ten thousand dollars. For that amount, you will give me every copy of the recording and we will never mention this little meeting took place."
