Tanya in Chicago
by Hamlet



Tanya was dressed as usual very sexily for Her last night out in the wonderful
city of Chicago before She set off for the rest of Her bike journey across the
USA, heading for Seattle where She would take the plane back to Vikingsborg in
Norseland.She was dressed, in the tight black leather dress that was short
enough to show off Her wonderful, muscular thighs. It was sleeveless, so Her
strong shoulders and bulging biceps were exposed. She wore long black shiny
leather gloves. She had on knee length black boots with razor sharp heels to
complete Her outfit. She wore Her hair in a single, long braid hanging down
across Her wide back. showing Her long blonde hair.

She was drinking a beer and eating a gigantic hamburger at Monk's Pub on 205
West Lake St when She overheard a conversation in the corner of the pub .Two
short men were talking intensely together.

'I have been trying to collect the money from Harry for over a month now. I
took the normal route of calling, writing, leaving him messages. So far
nothing, no return calls, he is not answering his phone. I have even gone to
his house. I need the money, but Harry had sworn to me that he would pay it
back in two months. I wouldn't have asked him to go that far since he was an
old friend he could have returned the money whenever he could. I would have
accepted that. I have a problem with people promising to do something and then
not doing it. I have a reputation to uphold.'

'One thing about I know about Harry is that he brags and lies about how he has
conned someone. I had thought that our friendship was stronger then that, but
I heard rumours across town that Harry was bragging about the money he had
gotten from me, that he was not going to pay it back. Making a big joke out of
it. Now he had been avoiding me. Harry is slowly making an enemy of me.'

'I was hoping that he had a good excuse such as some relative had become very
ill or died, and he had to leave town to see about them. I was not sure if he
was in town or was hiding from me. Even though there were rumours of his
bragging, that was just Harry and he was not going to change. '

Tanya walked over to the two men

'Hello i overhard your conversation.How much does this person owe you?'

'What's it got to do with you lady and where you from anyway with that
accent?'

I'm Norselandic in case you can't tell You'd better tell Me now or I might get
physical with you!'

She stood over him menacingly. She yearned for some action and here was Her
chance to earn some extra money She needed for Her trip.She began to stand
right over him ready to bring Her boot heel down his leg.

'Er well since you ask its $20000 maam.by the way my name is James and this is
my friend Burt.'

'Right My name is Tanya I'll collect the money and I'm taking 10% for My
commission will take the money before I give it to you so where do you want Me
to go?'

'Well it's the the Gangster Lounge in Cicero.'

If She couldn't find him, She might as well have some fun. She grabbed Her
leather jacket as She headed out the door that led to Her Hardanger bike
outside.

It took Her forty five minutes to reach Cicero

. Al Capone# had built his criminal empire in Chicago before moving to Cicero
to escape the reach of Chicago police.

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The 1980s and 1990s saw a heavy influx of# Hispanic# (mostly# Mexican# and#
Central American) residents to Cicero. Once considered mainly aCzech# or#
Bohemian# town on 22nd Street), most of the European-style restaurants and
shops had been replaced by Spanish-titled businesses. In addition, Cicero has
a small black community.

Cicero was taken up and abandoned several times as site for a# civil rights#
march in the mid-1960s. The# American Friends Service Committee, the Rev.#
Martin Luther King, and many affiliated organizations, including churches,
conducted marches against housing and school# de facto# segregation and
inequality in Chicago and several suburbs, but the leaders feared too violent
a response in# Chicago Lawn# and Cicero. Eventually, a substantial march (met
by catcalls, flying bottles and bricks) was conducted in Chicago Lawn, but
only a splinter group, led by the Rev.# Jesse Jackson, marched in Cicero.

After parking the Hardanger in his driveway She walked up to his door and rang
the doorbell. No answer. She rang the bell again before pushing the door open.
Sticking Her head in and peeping around for starters, She called Harry by
name. No answer.

She could see what She thought was Harry through a window, sitting behind his
desk. From# everything in the file about him, there was a good chance that She
would have# to beat the money out of him. That was fine with Her . She was
definitely# ready for some action, She had not had any for a while.

. Harry's office was on the third floor, in a old building without# elevators.
She# heard steps, someone was coming down the stairs... She found that it was
easier to# collect from people if they are alone, without an audience. When
they are# around their peers, they feel as if they have to be tough guys. To
save# face, they could tell Her to go f----k Herself , which always resulted
in a nasty# fight. She always won of course and . had never lost a fight in
Her life.

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She knocked on the door and a husky voice came from behind it asking "Who is#
it?" "I am a friend of Harrry " She answered. The door opened and a man about#
6'1" stood there. She knew his height, because She was 6'3" in my heels and
we# were eyeball to eyeball. Harry looked up at Her with a smile on his# face
saying,

"What a impressive looking woman you are. How do you know# James, and why
would your being a friend of his mean we have any business# together?"

"This is a personal matter." She replied. "Could we have some# privacy?"

"This is all the privacy that anyone ever gets when I'm taking# care of
business. So, tell me what it is you want, and ignore old Lenny# over there.
Have a seat"

She thanked him and refused to take a seat, at the# same time extending Her
leather gloved hand toward him as a gesture of good faith.

. Behind the desk sat a 5'10" fat slob.#

"Well little lady, and from the looks of you that is a definite#
understatement isn't it?" he replied, "Well, you could say that, and I can#
see why they call you Big Harry." She smiled at him.

"I am Tanya Helgasdottir James' collection# officer. Maybe you changed you
mind about paying him the money you owe, so# I am here to help you make the
right decision."

Lenny began to laugh out# loud. "What in the hell can you do to make the boss
change his mind# beside---" Big Harry cut him off. "Lenny, be quiet and let me
handle this."# She spoke,

"Look Harry, may I call you Harry? You owe James the money and I'm# here to
collect it, so what will it be? We can do this the easy way or the# hard way."
Big Harry said "Go back and tell James I want to know what he was# thinking
when he sent a woman to try to collect his money from me, Big Harry."# He
stood up and walked around his desk. Lenny was still standing off to# the
side. With rage in his voice, Big Harry began to instruct Lenny to throw# Her
out of the office, slapping Her at the same time. As Lenny moved toward# me,
the back of Big Harry's hand landed on Her right jaw, knocking Her to the#
floor. Her body rolled across the floor, bumping against the wall bringing# it
to a stop. Harry was yelling at Lenny

"Get that bitch out of here!"

TO BE CONTINUED

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