Hearthville Serial: Book 7 – Episode 1

Victor Duddley slammed on brakes. His orange mustang skid to a stop. Victor looked at the building. He pulled into the parking lot. He jumped out and looked around. All the store fronts located in the Low Point Conyers shopping center were empty but still the place was lit up.

The entire shopping center was up for sale. To a normal person this location might look like a losing proposition. But Victor saw potential. He wondered if he could convince Maureen Bingo to put the flower shop that he was going to finance for her in the shopping center. And then there was Leroy’s mom Constance. What Victor and Arthur Ramsey had been planning for her had been a total disaster. That was in part because of this Covid mess but it was more than that. And Victor thought, Conyers wasn’t too far to commute from Hearthville, maybe he could convince Stewart to put a sports and hobby store in the shopping center.

Victor looked around. And there was enough land to put in batting cages and Putt-Putt Golf. He wondered how difficult it would be to put a bowling alley in the end building where the grocery store had been. Victor saw potential. Victor wondered if he could get the zoning to put in an apartment complex behind the shopping center. Victor had inside information that the Industrial Park that was now empty was about to get some pretty big tenants and that would bring jobs to the area. What he was considering for the shopping center would be a pretty big project but he thought he could recruit some other investors. Just thinking about the money making potential for the location put wood in Victor’s giant cock.

Victor was known to lose track of time and this night was no exception. He decided to drive over to Maureen Bingo’s place and talk to her. He had a naughty thought in his head that went along with the itch in his pants, but then an image of Maureen Bingo’s husband, Frank Bingo, flashed in his mind. He suddenly remembered seeing Frank Bingo and Maureen Bingo together when he was younger. He had patted her stomach and put his head to listen to her stomach. He had actually heard the heart beat of the baby she was carrying. At this moment Victor knew why he wanted to help Maureen Bingo. It had nothing to do with any itch in his pants.

Victor smiled and talked to himself. “That was such a good moment. I wonder why I had forgotten the first time I met Maureen.” Victor felt butterflies. “And her husband Frank.”

Victor jumped back into his orange mustang. He cranked the car and raced out of the parking lot. He had a good feeling.

Victor made good time. He drove into the parking lot to Apartment Complex where Maureen Bingo lived with her children Billy and Bess. Frank was working in the Gulf of Mexico on an oil platform owned by David Jenkins. Victor parked and as he got out of his mustang he saw a giant ball of fire in the sky. “Strange.” Victor saw Maureen looking out a window. At first she was looking at his car. Then she was looking up at the sky and the ball of fire. Victor thought how pretty she looked.

Victor walked onto the patio that was between the apartments. He looked about. He did not much like the design of how the building was laid out. He thought a better design was where the entry ways were smaller and enclosed. Although he guessed it was cliche, he liked the buildings better when each apartment had a private patio or balcony.