MORAL: "Thou shall not drink the wine unless thou can pay the tab on time' or surely pay through the behind."
(Phillip's adventures begin in "Valley of Mom") Rick had owned the small neighborhood bar for a couple of years. He felt very blessed as his staff was very loyal and honest and never had words about dividing up the tips. And, the customers were just as loyal tipping well and paying without any real problems.
In fact, Rick's place, called "Hermannhoff's", was becoming very popular for the hundreds of folks working in the area wineries and small business in the small Midwestern town along the Missouri River. He knew a lot of customers by name and let them run tabs. The limit was supposed to be $50.00 but wasn't enforced rigidly as most everyone paid it on time. Rick would get rigid and demanding when the tab got to $100.00 and would insist the customer pay up.
He dealt differently with the men then he did the women who had run their tabs up too high. Occasionally, he would let a man work it off in the kitchen but more frequently he would send Tony, his enforcer, to collect and he usually got the desired results without laying a finger on the guy. Needless to say, guys didn't let their tabs get out of sight a second time, but would be back the very next day drinking with their buddies. Here is the story of what happened to one lady when her tab got too high for Rick's liking. Her name was Beth and she always attracted a lot of attention when she sauntered in at a quarter after five. Not only was she really built but the outfits she wore were designed to make sure everyone knew it. She was 5'4" about 130 pounds with 40-26-42 measurements and had blue eyes and coal black hair that came just to her shoulders. Ah yes, she was beautiful and she knew it.
Not that she was stuck up just self confident. It was a Thursday night when Beth made her usual stop and ordered a bottle of her favorite regional wine, Stone Hill Chablis. Rick got the bottle and added it to her tab. His jaw dropped when he saw the new total and told her, "Beth, I am going to have to cut you off after this bottle as your tab is now up to $114.90."
A bit embarrassed Beth blushed and replied, "Rick you know I am good for it."
"Beth, the limit is supposed to be fifty. I can't let you keep racking it up unless some how you can take care of it."
As if she were afraid that Rick would take away the wine she quickly poured a glass and chugged it down pausing long enough to say, "I get paid next week and can pay you then, how's that."
"Fine, but you can't charge anymore until the tab has disappeared." Rick anticipated what would be Beth's next move although Beth was classier than most of the after work crowd. He knew she would not want to wait five days before having her after work drinks.
"Rick, honey, isn't there some way that we can work this out some little chore or something else," she was smiling broadly and running her hand along the necklace that hung close to her nipples. Rick put his plan into motion before Beth could change her mind.
I'll tell you what for two hours of your time we'll wipe out your entire tab and let you drink free tonight and I guess tomorrow night."
Rick, what do I have to do, sleep with someone?
"Yep"
"Rick, it isn't worth it. I can't do it. Ah, fuck, why not?" Beth frowned slightly but she knew she had fucked a date for much less of a reason and after all she was horny. Rick smiled because now the fun would begin. He took her by the hand and led her to a cozy back room.
It was a small room, maybe 100 square feet, and was brightly lit. There was a queen size bed in one corner with a nightstand beside it. The room was furnished like this when Rick bought the place as the previous owner said he used to take naps in here. It was Rick's idea to install the video taping system.
