"Hey Ty, remember that blonde girl, what was her name again?" Flynn said, sitting in his office, playing the latest masterpiece from Flynndustries.
"Uh, you're gonna have to be more specific buddy, you've had a lot of blonde girls in here. Including my wife." Ty said.
"Who hasn't had your wife?" Flynn said. "I mean, the one that danced on Shake It Up with Rocky and CeCe, the one that wasn't a dancer, the mother-daughter pair who pretended to be sisters."
"Okay first off, not that many guys have fucked my wife, only you, and Deuce and Dina because of a foursome, and CeCe and Logan because of a foursome, and Deuce's two oldest sons, and her brother, and- okay, sure, many guys have had her, but that doesn't matter!" Ty said.
Flynn rolled his eyes.
"Anyways, the girl you're thinking of is Teddy Duncan, but why do you want to know that?" Ty asked.
"I've been fucking some girls recently and I want to fuck her." Flynn said.
"What do you mean by fucking some girls? You're not fucking my wife again, are you? Because I don't have a problem with that, but I'd like to know when you're doing it." Ty said.
"I mean girls like Hannah Montana and Sonny Munroe." Flynn said.
"You've fucked Hannah Montana and Sonny Munroe?!" Ty asked with disbelief.
"Yeah, although to be fair your wife is right up there with them in terms of famous people I've fucked." Flynn said.
"I'm sure she would be honored to hear that." Ty said dryly.
"Anyways, I want the best people you can possibly get to find her for me." Flynn said. "And no kidnapping this time!"
"Okay, got it." Ty said.
A few days had passed before Ty got back to Flynn "Found her."
"Tell me about her." Flynn said, dramatically spinning his chair around to face Ty.
"Well, it was kind of hard to find her because she now goes by Theodora, she legally changed her name. I guess it's hard to be taken seriously when your name is Teddy. She is currently an Assistant Professor in the Department of Anthropology. I don't know what any of that means, but I do know what single means, and that's what she is. We got her address, we got her phone number, we got her email" Ty said.
"And have any of you contacted her yet?" Flynn asked.
"No, that's up to you." Ty said.
"I'm going to need a private jet, lots of cash, and a book on Anthropology, whatever the fuck that is." Flynn said.
"Okay, I'll make some calls." Ty said.
"And you're coming with me." Flynn said.
"What? Why?" Ty asked.
"You don't want to see that girl again?" Flynn asked
"I'm a married man, I've got to ask my wife first." Ty said.
"Eh, fuck her. When we get back." Flynn said. "Romantically, of course."
Very soon, Flynn was on his private jet with Ty, on their way to Denver.
"Try not to drink too much." Flynn said.
"I think I should be telling you that, last time you got on this private jet, you got so drunk, you replaced all the gun models with crude dick models!" Ty said.
Flynn completely ignored that, but it did seem hilarious at the time. He even turned the bullets white so they looked like cum. "Look at that, emailed her, she's already on board with us showing up. This is why I pay you the big bucks, Ty." Flynn said.
"You hardly pay me at all!" Ty said.
"Remind me to give you a raise. And remind your wife to remind me." Flynn said.
"So what's the plain to get laid." Ty asked.
"Money." Flynn said.
"Money? You can't just pay a girl to have sex with you… I mean, unless that's what the girl's job actually is." Ty said.
"Everyone has their price, Ty." Flynn said.
"Everyone?" Ty asked.
"Everyone, how do you think I got to fuck Sonny Munroe and Hannah Montana?" Flynn asked.
"I don't know, being rich and famous?" Ty said.
"Yeah, and what do you do with that fame and those riches? You pay to fuck the bitches! Don't tell anyone I said that, that sounds extremely sexist." Flynn said. "What I mean is, I've got the money to pay for sex, and I've got the fame to back that money up."
"So you've been using them like expensive prostitutes." Ty said.
"Using is the wrong word, but yes, they have been rather expensive prostitutes, but there's nothing wrong with prostitution, Ty." Flynn said.
"How are you going to explain this money you spent to the shareholders?" Ty asked.
"Miscellaneous expenses." Flynn said.
Ty rolled his eyes.
"Hey, maybe you'll get some miscellaneous expenses to put on your balance sheet too." Flynn said. "I'm willing to share this one. She isn't famous so you should be able to add some onto my money and get laid too."
"I'm a married man!"
"Yeah, you're married to your wife, and her being married hasn't stopped her from sucking my dick on this plane!" Flynn said. "Sonny Munroe is married too, but that didn't stop her from fucking me."
Ty sighed "Fine, but if I get in any trouble, you're paying my divorce bill."
As the plane landed in Denver, Flynn broke the silence. "We're going to be living and fucking like Kings, my friend, don't you worry."
