Chapter 4

            It had taken Jodi almost two hours, but she finally convinced Jackie to go along with her plan. However, it came with conditions. This was a trial run for thirty days. If it goes wrong or if the bar makes less than seven hundred dollars per orgy night after expenses, the plan would be considered a bust and the twins hang their heads in shame as they file for bankruptcy and flee town.

            Jodi had discreetly spread the word to whoever would be interested in participating. She had gotten Trina to do the same. Jodi had also asked Jesse and Billy to tell their friends who were close to Arizona to come. Three of Billy’s former employees had arrived yesterday to run security. To make up for their low salary, Jackie agreed to let the bouncers have rooms in the hotel for free. Jackie’s paranoia insisted on putting up large signs that said, ‘21 and Up and No Drugs Allowed’ in every other bar window and on the front door. She also put the signs on the doors leading to and from the hotel lobby.

            Jodi had hired two waitresses. She had explained to them what would be going on. They had loved the idea and jumped at the opportunity. They had been at Garvey’s on that first infamous Saturday night and they had a ball. Jodi had made it clear that they had to make sure all the customers were taken care of before they had sex with them. She had also told them that they weren't expected to have sex with anyone – unless they wanted to. If a customer wanted to tip them, that would be fine, but under no circumstances were they allowed to charge for sex.

            Jodi was in the kitchen helping Daniel prep food and stock the refrigerator for Friday night’s activities.

            “Jodi!” Jackie yelled from the front.

            Jodi looked at Daniel’s chubby black face and green eyes, “I’ll be right back.”

            Daniel nodded and kept padding out raw beef into hamburger patties.

            Jodi quickly walked through the kitchen swinging door. She saw Jackie standing next to a delivery man. Two large brown boxes were sitting on one of the dining tables.

            “Oh good, they’ve arrived. I was afraid they wouldn’t get here in time,” Jodi stated cheerfully.

            “What is it?” Jackie asked with suspicion.

            “Condoms and other party favors,” Jodi answered calmly.

The delivery guy’s eyebrows arched up. Jodi gave him the once over. He was tall and slim. Not muscular, but he had a cute face and he had dark blue eyes. His hair was covered by the brown delivery cap he wore.

            Jackie pulled the collar of her shirt over her nose and quickly walked away with embarrassment.

            Jodi smiled at the delivery man. “What’s your name?”

            “Sam,” he answered calmly.

            “I’m Jodi. You live in the area?”

“I live in Phoenix and I’m married.”

            “That's great. If you and your wife want to spice up your sex life, come back here tonight around midnight.”

            His mouth dropped open for a moment and then he quickly closed it. “I . . . I . . . thank you. What exactly are we talking about here?”

            “An orgy. Thirty-five dollars for couples to participate right here in the bar,” she answered casually.

            “Is it just for married couples?”

            “No, there will be singles, too.”

            “I see,” he said as a smile slowly appeared on his lips. “We’ll see.”

            “Nothing wrong with thinking about it,” Jodi said with a smirk.

           

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            Garvey’s Bar opened at 4 p.m. as usual. It was also empty as usual. The first four customers didn't come in until 7 p.m., and they were senior citizens. They all ordered steaks with baked potatoes.

             Jodi and Trina stood behind the bar twiddling their thumbs. The wait staff was hanging out in the kitchen and the bouncers sat at a booth talking. 

             “Doesn’t look like this is going well,” Trina said with worry in her voice.

            “It’s still early. People who really want to party don’t come out until ten,” Jodi explained.

Jackie sat at the bar listening to them. She was perplexed by the whole business plan. Part of her hoped it failed. The other part of her hoped it succeeded – for financial purpose only.  “Perhaps your marketing campaign was too aggressive or you didn’t target the right market,” she suggested.

            “Sex fits every market,” Jodi countered haughtily.

            Another two hours went by with a few customers coming in, ordering food, and then leaving. Some locals came in and ordered their food to go. At 9:47, eight cars pulled into the parking lot.

            “Hey, look at this,” Sandy, one of the new waitresses, said.

            Jodi, Trina, and Jackie went to one of the windows.

Jackie’s mouth dropped open as she watched sexy dressed women and grinning men get out of their cars and walk to the bar. “What do we do?”

            Jodi laughed. “What we always do. Welcome them to Garvey’s and ask them what they want to drink.”

            The girls scattered away from the window as the customers got closer to the building. For the next hour, customers poured into Garvey’s Bar. They ordered drinks and food. People put money in the jukebox and danced.

            It was 11:45. Jackie noticed that Jodi, Trina, Sandy, and Becky, another new waitress, started walking around to the customers with purple wristbands. Jodi had said that was the best way to make sure the ones who stayed after midnight actually paid to do so. Jackie noticed some people leaving, but the majority of them paid and stayed.

            She went to the register to do a final skim. The last thing she wanted was their profits disappearing while the night’s activities commenced. She counted out six hundred dollars and left one-twenty-five dollars in the register just in case they needed change. She approached Jodi. “I did a skim. I left you guys one-twenty-five.”

            “Okay. You out?” Jodi asked.

            “Yes,” Jackie emphasized. “I am out.” She heard Jodi laugh as she headed for the door to the hotel lobby.

            “Hey, pretty momma, you leavin'?” a male voice asked. She turned around to see George, one of their new bouncers. He was bulky, but not necessarily chubby. George was about five-foot-seven and bald with a mustache. The white Garvey Bar T-shirt looked good against his dark skin.

            “Yes. Someone has to do the paperwork and relieve the worker at the front desk,” Jackie replied as politely as she could. She just wanted to get out of there before things got inappropriate.

            “All work and no play is not good. You’re coming back, aren’t you?”

            “Nope. Like I said, someone has to watch the front desk.”

            “Well, I’ll see you in the morning then,” George said and opened the door for her.

 “Okay, thanks,” Jackie said and walked into the lobby. She quickly went to the front desk.

            “Hi, Jackie. Is it midnight already?” Barbara asked. She worked at Garvey’s during the summers. She had left for college last year. She returned to town for summer break, but because of the economy, she couldn't return for a second year. Her parents had lost all their money in the stock market.

            “Already? You’ve been busy?” Jackie asked.

            “More than usual. I mean it’s not half the hotel, but it has been pretty good for the last hour. I even booked reservations for tomorrow night. Whatever new promotion you and Jodi are doing is working.”

            Jackie didn’t know whether to be happy with excitement or cringe out of embarrassment. “How many rooms did you rent tonight?”

            “Twenty. And I booked reservations for ten rooms tomorrow,” Barbara said with happiness.

            “That is pretty good considering the downswing we’ve been on,” Jackie admitted. “You better go. Your parents will worry about you.” The truth was Jackie wanted to get Barbara off the property before the activities got loud.

            Barbara grabbed her blue backpack from under the desk. “Okay, I filled out my time sheet. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

            “Goodbye, Barbara,” Jackie said.