Border Crossings: A Tony and Stan Thriller by Vincent Zandri

Author:Vincent Zandri [Zandri, Vincent]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Bear Thrills
Published: 2024-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

11

Stop video.

Fast forward…two hours.

Resume video.

Both Tony and Stan are tied to two separate twin beds inside a cheap motel-no-tell. It’s dark out, but when the red and white neon side outside the big picture window flashes, you can see the dead bugs that stain the ceiling and the old blood spatter that paints the walls. The carpeting smells like ass, and in the room next door, a drunk couple is engaged in the middle of a knock-down-drag-out domestic dispute.

Both men are as naked as the day their poor mothers were forced to push them out onto an unsuspecting world. Their BVD briefs are stuffed in their mouths to act as gags. Correction, Jen thought it would be funny if she stuffed Stan’s gray, skid-stained BVDs in Tony’s mouth and Tony’s leopard-skin patterned, skid-marked BVDs in Stan’s mouth.

But before all that, here’s how it all went down: As soon as the gang of four made it to the motel, the girls volunteered to head to a nearby liquor store to purchase a bottle of Jameson to go with the beers the meatheads already brought along with them. When the girls came back with the bottle of booze and some Dixie cups, the meatheads were secretly slipped Mickey’s in their Jameson shots.

It means that Tony and Stan have been passed out ever since. No sex, no getting their rocks off, no fun of any kind. Just drugged with some sort of tranq-fentanyl mix that turned them into zombies almost immediately, or as soon as the deadly chemical combination began to swim throughout their veins. They were stripped of their clothing and tied to all four corners of each bed. In a word, the meatheads are lucky to be alive.

Opening his eyes, Tony hears the shouting and the slapping coming from next door, and he senses the dirty underwear in his mouth. He gags and spits it out.

“Jesus, who put that shit in my mouth,” he says, voice slow and groggy, his head pounding. “Holy Christ, I bet they took our wallets, Stan. I told you this was a fucked up idea. We should have driven straight to Yuma like we planned.”

Stan wakes up with a start.

“Who’s doin’ the shouting?” he says. But with the underwear in his mouth, it sounds like, Uh duin da sowin?

Spitting the filthy underwear out of his mouth, Stan can see that they don’t belong to him.

“Holy fuck,” he says. “That’s your BVDs, Tony. I think I’m gonna puke.”

“That makes two of us,” Tony says. “Those girls took us for a ride. Find a way to get us untied.”

Stan yanks and pulls on the ropes with his nine-and-a-half fingers. But he can’t seem to free himself. Tony does the same.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he says.

“We could scream for help,” Stan says.

“What, and alert the cops?” I don’t think so.

“Then, we stay here until we shit the beds?” Stan says. “I can feel one comin’ on.”

“Jesus, Stan, why is it you have such a talent for making a screwed-up situation even more screwed up?”

“My ma smoked and drank when she was pregnant with me,” he says.

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