1 Picking Lemons by J.T. Toman

Author:J.T. Toman [Toman, J.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Cozy Cat Press
Published: 2013-11-02T04:00:00+00:00

FRIDAY

FROM: Walter Scovill

TO: All faculty

SUBJECT: Edmund DeBeyer Memorial Foundation, YET AGAIN

Dear Colleagues,

Yesterday, I received two offers of assistance for the Edmund DeBeyer Memorial Foundation. Two.

So today I have the pleasure of appointing the third committee member.

It is C.J. Whitmore.

Walter

*****

When Jose had arrived at Eaton University, two years before, Walter had made the situation clear. He, Walter, had been responsible for Jose’s acceptance into this world class educational institution. This esteemed bastion of higher learning. This portal to a brighter future. Jose had been given a scholarship. He didn’t have to pay a single penny for this wonderful education. In fact, Eaton University was going to pay Jose a stipend. Not a fortune, but enough to live on.

“The only wrinkle in this situation,” Walter had said, his hand stroking his chin as he perched on his desk looking down at Jose, who sat in the chair in front of him, “the little wrinkle is that you would not have been accepted but for me. You would not have these opportunities, this money, this gateway to the world beyond.”

Jose had watched Walter with steady eyes. Walter had thought he was being very smooth, but Jose had lived on the streets of Tijuana since he was orphaned at age six. He had seen everything. He had done most things. This man was pathetic.

“So, Jose,” Walter continued, with a greasy smile, “the way I see it is that you will need to…pay me some student fees, as it were. To make sure I am happy and don’t change my mind about your application.”

“You want money?” asked Jose, even though he knew money wasn’t the issue here.

“No, no. I don’t want your money. I have plenty, and you have so little.”

“Oh,” said Jose. He wasn’t going to make this easy for Walter.

The two men sat across from each other in silence.

“You want the sex?” Jose finally asked in a tired voice. It seems it was always the sex. It did not matter how rich or poor men were or what nationality, they always wanted the sex.

Walter blanched. “No! No. No,” he hastened to clear up this issue right away. “I don’t like…um…I am not …um…attracted to men…not that there is anything wrong with that.”

Walter tried to regain his composure. He never said no to an eager young undergraduate, but they were always female students. He thought that was obvious. “Jose. I am expecting you to…exchange your… laboring skills…for your place in the graduate school at Eaton University. A simple economic transaction. You need an education. I need a…houseboy. Understand?”

Jose nodded. He understood. Slavery wasn’t the right term, as he was sure it would end when he graduated. Indentured servitude seemed a better definition. A contract to be at Walter’s beck and call for the duration of his Ph.D.

Which was why this Friday, Jose responded to Walter’s summons and arrived at his office just before eight-thirty.

Surprisingly, Jose did not despise Walter. If Jose needed to shine Walter’s shoes, rake his leaves and polish his car so he could stay at Eaton University, then he could pay that price.

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