Thick Head (Socks CCIII)

"Get those pictures destroyed, or you'll be removed from the Essex account."
"How?"
"Will she file for divorce?"
"Yep."
"Make it part of the settlement."
"How?"
"You will give her anything she asks for."
"I have to be out of the house tomorrow. Can I stay with you?"
"I told you, we're through."
"I'll sleep on the couch."
"And if I have company over, how can I have sex on the couch? You know I like to have sex on the couch."
"I'd be on the couch. Ready to use."
Gina put her hand on Grunter's chin, "WE, ARE, THROUGH."

Stay Here (Socks CCII)

As the large man got in his car, "Why don't you eat here, they have a nice restaurant."
Pretty started her car and pulled out of her space, the large man started his car and followed Pretty, and Grunter walked toward the hotel entrance just as Gina stepped out the door.
"Why are you still here?"
"My wife and some private detective were here. They have pictures of you and me in the room, screwing."
"How could they?"
"Well, not literally, but we were naked, you were topless."
"What are they going to do with the pictures?"
"I didn't ask."

Stay Away (Socks CCI)

Grunter agreed to stay away, "Call my cell when you get done."
"I suggest no contact for forty-eight hours," the large man said.
"Ok, I'll wait one hour. One hour, that's all."
"You can get nasty if you want, but it's over. I'll be nice. You can pick up the papers at my lawyer's, I'll call."
"What's so nice about that?"
"Should I have you served at work?"
"You win, call me, I'll pick up the papers."
"Pick up after yourself tonight, I won't be there to clean up," Pretty turned and walked.
Grunter stood in the lot, kicking pebbles.

I'll Pack (Socks CC)

"Now what?" Grunter asked.
"I'm staying at my Mom's tonight. I'll go to the lawyer tomorrow."
"Won't you give me another chance?"
"No I won't."
Pretty began talking, every once in a while stopping to blow her nose, "I'm going to go home as soon as I leave here, and pack a suitcase."
"But..."
"That doesn't mean that you get the house, be ready to move out tomorrow."
Grunter remained quiet.
"Sir, I'll be following your wife home. I'll be there, waiting outside. I am asking you very nicely, see me smiling, to stay away for at least an hour.

Zoom In (Socks CXCIX)

"The man and woman seem to know each other quite well. Wouldn't you agree, sir?"
Silence.
"These next three, I took in rapid succession. That's definitely you, reaching for the drapes, wearing just your boxers."
From the far side of the car, "Try and get out of..."
She stopped when the large man looked at her, "In this picture Gina sits up in bed. I can't say that she's naked, but she sure is topless."
"Any more?"
"No. That's when you closed the drapes, and I called your wife. I showed her all the pictures while we waited for you."

Voyeur (Socks CXCVIII)

"So what? We had a drink after the meeting. Proves nothing."
Pretty asked, "One?"
The large man held his hand up again.
"I apologize for the quality of the previous pictures, sir. These next ones won't be grainy. I was able to use a larger lens."
"Will you hurry?"
"When you and Gina left the bar, I came outside."
"So?"
"Well, I got outside, and through that window," the man pointed to a window on the first floor, "I shot this."
Grunter said nothing.
"Sorry, in the next one, we'll actually see the faces of the couple on the bed."

Pictures (Socks CXCVII)

"Gina? Is that the woman from Essex?"
"Yea, what of it?"
"Well, when Gina came to the bar and talked to the woman in this picture, the mad one, they didn't seem to know each other."
"Where is all of this going?"
"Here's one of you and Gina getting in her car."
"She wanted to... show me a billboard from their competitors."
"I doubt that" came from the other side of the car.
"Let me show him the rest of the pictures. I've got some from today, sir."
"Ok, go ahead."
"This is you, and Gina, in the bar, here."