The group gathered for their weekly meeting. While not a large entourage, each of those assembled looked for the spine-tingling excursions they had become known for.
If it involved intrigue, suspense, or even a little danger, these were your guys. Anything to keep the juices flowing, the senses in a heightened state of awareness.
If the knees would knock, the pulse would quicken, or the heart would flutter, so much the better. This is what they lived for.
“O.k., Saturday is it then,” said Stanley, the de facto leader of this motley crew. These guys didn’t need to look for trouble – it found them.
The plans had been in the works for weeks now. It was a good plan. Scope out the landscape, look for an opening, and move in for the kill. When force was needed, force was used. When charm was needed, charm was used. When chutzpah was needed, a dictionary was used.
Saturday was chosen because it fit in with everyone’s schedule. Not all adventure came indiscriminately. Sometimes it had to be planned. This was one of those times.
“We’ll meet at 0900 sharp,” Stanley told the others assembled in their not so secret hideout. It didn’t matter, because no one else would dare to come near. The smell alone was enough to keep others away.
“Nine o’clock sharp, with just the bare essentials,” Stanley added. “Have some money on you, just in case, but not a lot of extra stuff. We don’t want anything that can slow us down. Everybody clear on that?”
With nods all around, it was apparent that all the details were coming into focus. Now it was just the monotonous wait until Saturday got here.
“You sure we can pull this off?” asked Spike, one of the newest and youngest of the band. “I’ve never done anything like this before. If we are successful and have the type of encounter we’re looking for, I’m not sure I’ll know what to do. Or say. It could get rough.
“If that happens, and there’s no back up, I’m screwed. This kind of stuff scares me a little bit. Are you sure we’re ready?”
Are we ready, thought Stanley? “Of course we’re ready,” he shot back. “Most of us have had these kinds of encounters before, not just on a scale like this. We’re taking it to a whole new level. I’m telling you, if we can pull this off, our lives will be changed forever.”
“That’s what I’m talking about,” said Jonesy with a Cheshire grin. He was Stanley’s right hand man. If you ever saw Stanley, you saw Jonesy. If you ever saw Jonesy, you saw Stanley. They were inseparable, and bailed each other out of a lot of predicaments. Hopefully, this wouldn’t be one of them.
“I’ve been waiting for a day like this,” Jonesy added. “It’s our destiny.”
Destiny! That had a nice sound to it, Spike thought. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, especially if they were successful. Besides, what was that old saying? “No pain, no gain?” Yeah, that’s it. I guess I’m ready to take the chance, he said to himself.
“All right, I’m in. I guess it’s worth the risk.” Spike was the last to waver, but now that they were all on board, it would be a cinch. The plan had been laid, the details worked through, and assignments given. All that was left was the calendar doing its thing to get them to Saturday. It couldn’t some soon enough.
“One more thing,” Stanley said just before the guys got up to go. “Whose mom is going to drive us to the mall? If we’re gonna meet girls, we gotta have a way to get there.”
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