Owned family – CH1: The Offer

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Owned family
CH1 – The Offer

“Should we even go to their housewarming, we might not even be here a month from now?’ My wife, Laura, called from the bathroom where she was getting dressed.
“Of course we should.” I hollered back as I finished buttoning up my shirt. I was just as unsure about the future as she was, but I had to be strong for the both of us.
“Have you met the Robins’?” She replied back after a few moments.
“No, unless you count watching their BMW come home late at night.”
Laura walked into the bedroom, “Let’s go have some fun tonight.”
We idly chatted as we walked next door. By the sound of socializing and laughter I guessed the party was already doing well. I rang the doorbell. I was a bit taken back when a very dark skinned black man opened the door and greeted us, “Welcome. Come on in. I’m Tyrone Robins, my friends call me Ty.” He motioned towards a fairly short rotund black woman socializing with a couple of our neighbors, “That’s my wife Sadie.”
I was amazed at how powerful and large his hand was when he offered it to shake. I shook his hand, “We are the Millers. I’m James and this is my wife Laura.” Laura offered the small housewarming gift in lieu of the handshake.
Ty ushered us in as another couple of neighbors approached the porch. As I roamed the front room to find out who was already here I couldn’t help but notice how large of a man Ty was. He was well over six foot tall, and by how his clothes clung to him I would guess he worked out daily. His wife was just the opposite, barely five foot tall and had to be pushing 300 pounds. She did have a huge set of tits that her low cut blouse showed off.
The evening was just what I needed. I got to relax and forget about the worries of the impending foreclosure of my home. Ty and Sadie were wonderful hosts. They had a full buffet laid out for guests that looked like it was professionally prepared. As the evening was slowing down and neighbors were taking their leave Ty pulled me aside, “James, if you don’t mind I would like you to stay after all the guests have left, I have a business proposition for you.”
I thought it a bit off but agreed. I informed my wife of Ty’s request. She said she would catch me at home and left. It took about another hour before Ty, Sadie and I were by ourselves. Ty invited me into his study, closing the door behind us leaving Sadie to clean up. He offered me a Scotch, which I accepted. I took a seat on the couch as he leaned against his desk.
“I overheard you talking with Donaldson that you use to be an investment banker before the downturn.” I nodded my head as Ty continued, “I also heard you’re having financial troubles. I am willing to help you out if you consider a proposal.”
I took a swig of the scotch, “Go on.”
“Well, I train slaves.” I about chocked on Ty’s bluntness, “White slaves to be exact, and I think your family might be perfect for my new project.”
I stood up, took the last swig of scotch and said, “I’m not really into this, thanks but no.” I then started to head toward the door.
Before I could make it two steps Ty had moved up to me and placed a hand on my shoulder, “All I ask is that you hear me out.”
I turned and looked up at him, “Get to the point then.”
“I can do that.” He walked behind his desk, unlocked a drawer, and pulled out a stack of bound bills.