"Frankie Al Nez will pay my rent, pay for my schooling, give me an allowance and all I have to do is dress like this" --Davey gestured at his tight leather dress-- "and read to him?"
"Or whatever else he wants," agreed Larry.
"That part scares me."
Larry shrugged. "It's going to be better if you take the deal."
"I don't have a choice, do I?"
"Not really."
"What else might he want?"
"No idea. But the boss isn't a bad man."
"Could have fooled me," Davey muttered. Still, he hadn't been hurt -- except for the waxing, that did hurt.