"...with an improbable turnover and winning touchdown in overtime that will not only make the season highlights, but will be in all-time highlight videos for years to some," the sports anchor intoned.
Harry thumbed the power button on the remote off as the others in the room laughed again.
"I can't still fucking believe it," he said as he shook his head.
"Cheer up, Harry," one of his friends said. "At least you get to be a star."
The laughter resumed as Harry grinned sheepishly and flipped his buddy the middle finger.
The wager on the game between Harry and Nick, another member of a club of well-to-do people whose focus was on sex - from the kinky to the incredibly obscene, had been that the loser would have to participate in a live show in front of the other members. Not that Harry, Nick, and the others hadn't done so before, but those involvements had been willing. But this time, Harry would not have a choice in the entertainment. In fact, he wouldn't even know what it was until he was on stage.
"Just please don't let it be a donkey," he muttered to himself.
A week later, Harry was naked and tied down to a weight room-type of bench, lying face-up as the other club members hooted and cheered. The man and woman strapping him in place had done a good job and he could not move either wrist or foot. He grumbled, but mentally noted that this would be an unlikely position for him to be involved with a donkey. He did notice two more straps on the frame on either side of his head, but couldn't make sense out of their location.
The man and the woman left and Nick called out to Harry.
"Pick two numbers between one and ten."
"Four and three quarters and five and a half," Harry retorted, determined to show a little defiance.
"Whole numbers, Harry."
"Four and five," Harry sighed.
"Four's right. Now one other number."
"Nope. You pick numbers as well as football teams."
"Nope - 'fuck you' is not a number. Guess again."
"Bingo! You just got the correct ages for your co-stars."
As the audience clapped, two little girls walked out on stage. The older one had light blonde hair with a page boy cut and the younger one had darker blonde hair in pigtails. Nick informed him that the older girl was named Taylor and the younger one, Thea.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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