Connie cried all the way home and nearly drove Emily crazy. If that woman didn't stop whining Emily thought she might just throw her out of the car and let her walk home. God Emily thought, all she can do is sob and hold her boobs. When Emily finally told her to stop whining, all Connie could say was that Emily just didn't know how much her breasts hurt and kept crying.
They finally arrived at Connie's house and Emily couldn't take it any longer. "What do think I was doing all that time, enjoying myself? I was there, too remember. You weren't the only one dragged around by her tits."
"Yeah, " Connie whined, "but yours aren't nearly as heavy as mine. And besides, if you hadn't pulled on them so hard they wouldn't hurt so much now."
"Shut up," growled Emily, "there was no way I was letting Janice pull on my boobs again, so if yours are a little sore, too bad. I think the only thing that really hurts is your pride. You always felt that those big boobs of yours made you so attractive, well you found a down side to them didn't you. Now stop your whining, what's done is done. If we don't find a way out of this soon, our boobs will be the least of our problems."
Connie finally stopped sniveling. "You're right of course, but what are we going to do?"
"Well," said Emily, "we know we can't trust Janice, so we don't call her again. We don't have any way to get to that much money on our own, so that's out. As I see it we have two choices: we can win it at the casino, or we can borrow it." Connie agreed that those were the only two options, but she pointed out that they didn't know how to play the casino games and they had no one to borrow money from.
Emily thought for a minute and finally told Connie she was right, "but that doesn't mean we can't change both of those conditions. You saw the people playing at the casino. They didn't look like mental giants. Surely if they can figure out how to play those games, we can. Second, we may not have friends who will lend us $1500, but we are members of the credit union. Surely our husbands are important enough that they will lend us whatever we need. Tomorrow we will go to the casino first thing. We wil buy chips and we will study the games. The next day we'll go to the credit union and take out a loan. One way or the other this ends this week.
Connie picked Emily up at 8:00 Tuesday morning. They drove straight to the casino. When they got there, they presented their voucher to the cashier. The cashier asked them if they wanted tokens, chips, or cash. Both women did a double take and asked him to repeat that. Again he asked if they wanted tokens, chips, or cash. Emily quickly said cash, and he handed them each five $100 bills. Emily and Connie ran back to their car. They wanted to get out of there before he could change his mind.
They drove back to Connie's house. They both kept counting the money, they couldn't believe it was real. It was Connie who finally said what was on both their minds. "Well we know we save our bottoms. Now if we can just borrow another $1000 we're out of trouble completely." "Yep, " said Emily, "and then Janice is in trouble." Both women laughed. Revenge would be sweet.
The next day, the ladies drove to the credit union. The meeting couldn't have gone better. The young loan officer kept saying what an honor it was to have the senior officers' wives as his clients. Certainly he could get them $1000 apiece. No they didn't need to fill out any paperwork, he would do that for them. In 15 minutes he had the application ready for their signiatures. Emily asked him when they could get the money. The young man said that he would rush the application through. They should have it by Friday and certainly no later that Saturday. Emily and Connie left his office walking on air. They spent the rest of the day laughing and planning all the terrible things they would do to Janice.
Thursday went by and Friday came. When 4:00 came and Emily still had not heard back from the loan officer, she started to get a little concerned. She called the young man and asked him if there was a problem. He told her there was a little hold up in the paperwork. The president of the credit union had called him and told him that he personally needed to check on something, but that he would definitely have the application review completed by first thing tomorrow morning. The credit union was open from 9:00 until noon on Saturday, so if the ladies would come in during that time, they could certainly get their money. After all, it wasn't like they had any credit problems. He had checked their records himself and their credit ratings were practically perfect.
At 9:05 Saturday morning, Emily pulled into the credit union parking lot. She and Connie went in and found the loan officer who had taken their application. As they walked toward his office, he got up and came over to meet them. "I want you to know how honored we are to have your business, the president of the credit union himself wants to handle your loan personally. He's waiting for you in his office."
Emily thought this was more like it. At last they were being treated with the respect they deserved. They walked into the president's office. On his desk was a name plate which identified him as E. Howard Farthington III. Mr. Farthington stood up, shook their hands, and asked them to sit down. Emily and Connie sat across from his desk and simply asked him if their loan was ready.
The president shook his head and the two ladies got a sinking feeling in their stomachs. "I'm sorry ladies. Your credit is of course perfect, and personally I see no reason not to lend you the money. However, your husbands have left specific instructions that under no circumstances are we to lend you money. Since your memberships are both actually in their names, I cannot go against their wishes. I asked you to come in here, so I could tell you personally. I'm very sorry. I hope this does not present a major hardship. Perhaps when your husbands get back we can review the account instructions."
Connie started to tremble and Emily could see that she was losing it. They had to get out of there. If this man saw how desperate they were for $1000, it would get around and people would start to wonder about them. Quickly, she took Connie by the arm, thanked Mr. Farthington for his time, told him it really was no big deal, and practically dragged Connie out of the building.
Emily didn't say a work until they got into the car. Then she really started yelling. "What the HELL is wrong with you. It's bad enough what we're going through! Do you want the whole goddamned world to know? For God's sake woman, pull yourself together."