The Interview
by M.C.
When two female journalism students try to interview the circus strongman he refuses...unwisely.


" Ms. Richardson, could you please explain the weekend assignment again for us
? We're not exactly sure of what we're supposed to do."

" Certainly," the high school journalism instructor said to two of her female
students," it's really quite simple. All you have to do is find somebody you
think is interesting to interview and ask them a series of questions. It
can be about their profession, their life, or their views on various topics.
What I'm really interested in is that you girls get practice in the art of
interviewing people; it's an important skill to know if you want to be
effective journalists. Then, when you've finished, write up the interview and
we'll put it in the school newspaper."

" But who can we interview ? This is a small town; there aren't any movie
stars, athletes or famous people around. "

" Well then you'll have to be creative won't you. Isn't the circus in town
this weekend ?  Perhaps you can interview one of the performers - a trapeze
artist, a clown or even the strongman; most circuses usually have one don't
they ?" Sharon and Janet looked at each other when they heard her say this and
smiled at each other. " Yes, that's an excellent idea, I think that's what
we'll do," Janet said. " Thank you so much Ms. Richardson; you've really been
a great help." The two girls  then turned around and walked out of the
classroom.

The next morning ( Saturday ) the high school seniors met at the circus
grounds. "Excuse me," Sharon asked one of the workmen who was setting up the
huge tent for the show that night," can you please tell us where we can find
Hercules, the circus strongman ? "

" He always keeps to himself," the workman answered. " At this hour of the
morning he's undoubtedly sleeping in his trailer down by the lake. But I
wouldn't go there if I were you."

"Oh, and why is that ? " Janet asked him innocently.

" He's a mean one he is, especially in the morning. If you girls bother him
now, I'd first make sure your health insurance policies are paid up in
full...you might need them."

Sharon and Janet both laughed when they heard this. Then Sharon said," Well,
thanks for the warning sir but we'll take our chances." Still laughing, the
two girls began to walk down to the trailer by the lake.

"Knock-knock," Janet said as she tapped on the door of the trailer - ignoring
the large ' Do not disturb' sign hanging from it. When she didn't hear any
signs of movement inside, she knocked again...harder; " rise and shine sweetie
pie."

" Who the hell is disturbing me at this ungodly hour of the morning ? " a
man's voice bellowed from inside the trailer." Nobody is allowed to wake me up
before noon. Whoever the hell you are, you'd better have a damn good reason
for waking me up now."

"Oh we do Mr. Hercules," Sharon said." We're journalists from the local high
school and we want to interview you for our school newspaper."

" WHAT ! " he screamed," you woke me up at nine in the fucking morning just
for a lousy children's newspaper ? " The trailer's door opened and a huge,
angry man appeared. He must have stood at least six feet-four inches tall and
probably weighed close to 300 pounds. As he was dressed only in his boxer
shorts, his powerful arms and massive legs were clearly visible." Who in the
hell are you and what the hell do you want ? "

" Now, now Mr. Hercules, you're being awfully rude," Janet answered calmly. "
As we've already explained to you, we're journalism students from the local
high school and we've come to interview you for our school newspaper. We won't
take up more than a few minutes of your time, and then you can go back to
beddie bye." While Hercules stood there, somewhat shocked, the two giggling
girls pushed their way past him and entered his trailer. Janet got out her
tape recorder and prepared to ask him her first question. But before she could
utter a single word, the mighty man roared out, " GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE
NOW, BEFORE I THROW YOU OUT ! "

Janet and Sharon looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. Then, as
if on cue, they both began to remove their sweatshirts, revealing their
surprisingly muscular forearms and biceps; arms they developed as a result of
their many years spent in intensive weight training. Both girls stood about
five feet-nine inches tall and weighed around 175 well proportioned pounds. No
question about it, these girls were fit; although they were both dwarfed by
the massive man confronting them. As Sharon tied her long beautiful blond hair
back into a ponytail, Janet calmly folded their sweatshirts. Then both girls,
hands on their hips, stood in front of the enormous man." O.K. Mr. Hercules,"
Janet began in a quiet but firm voice, " we can either do this the easy way or
the hard way; it's up to you."

Taken slightly aback by their hubris, the mighty circus strongman -
uncharacteristically - displayed a bit of humor. " Gee, two high school girls
are threatening me; whatever will I do ? " He then returned to his normal
self. " It's time to pack you kids up and send you home." He approached them
with his muscular arms wide apart - a sight that would have incurred fear in
any normal person. Unfortunately for Mr. Hercules, these were not exactly
*normal* girls.

As he drew near, Janet calmly winked at her friend...and Sharon
understood. When he was only a foot away, Janet quickly bent down and wrapped
her right arm around one of his ankles. The pretty high school girl then put
her left hand on his chest and - much to his amazement - lifted Hercules up
off the floor. For a few seconds Janet held the nearly 300 pound
muscleman above her head before tossing him, with surprising ease, over to her
friend. Sharon caught him in her arms before he hit the ground. " Nice throw
Janet," she laughed.

" Thanks," Janet giggled in response," nice catch."

Before Hercules had a chance to absorb what had just happened to him, he was
lifted high above the head of the pretty blond and thrown back to Janet, who
deftly caught him. As the stunned muscleman tried, in vain, to recover his
composure, the girls playfully tossed him back and forth; laughing as they
did.

"Janet," Sharon asked her friend as she threw Hercules over to her," do you
remember that game we played over the summer with those college football
players that tried to get fresh with us ? "

" Yes I do," Janet answered as she caught him," the one where I kicked your
ass ? " She hoisted the stunned circus strongman above her again and tossed
him back to Sharon.

" Yes, that's the one," Sharon grinned as she caught him." Well, I think it's
about time we had a rematch." She tossed Hercules back to Janet.

" Feeling lucky are we ? Well then, I'm ready whenever you are." Janet then
threw him head first forward.

Sharon let the flying man fall on her broad shoulder." I'm ready now, let's do
it."

Janet held the door open for her friend as she exited the trailer, still
carrying the befuddled Hercules over her shoulder. " Same stakes ?" she asked.

" You betcha," Sharon responded. Together, the two girls walked towards the
lake. When they reached the shore Sharon asked," who gets to start ? "

" Why don't you, since you're already carrying him ? "

"O.K." Sharon said as she put the strongman down. The pretty blond held one of
his ankles in her right hand and, with her left, she grabbed one of his
wrists. Sharon then began to whorl around and around; lifting Hercules off the
ground as she did so. The faster she spun, the higher off the ground he got.
Then, with a mighty heave, she threw him out over the water. The girls watched
him fly until he splashed down - some forty feet away." Hmmm...I see you've
improved since the summer," Janet said," now it's my turn."

Janet wadded into the water and began to swim out to the stunned man who was
trying to come to terms with what was happening to him. When he saw the
attractive short-haired brunette swimming rapidly towards him, he desperately
tried to swim away from her. He hadn't gotten far before he felt a strong hand
grip one of his ankles. Then, despite his best efforts to escape, the powerful
man found himself being pulled back towards the beach; by the 18 year-old
girl.

Janet emerged from the lake and dragged Hercules over to where Sharon stood. "
Forty feet, eh ?" Well, we'll see about that." Unlike her friend, Janet
grabbed both of his ankles and began to spin around. As she gained speed,
Hercules found himself - once again - lifted several feet off the ground; and
there was nothing he could do about it. Faster and faster she twirled until,
with a loud grunt, Janet hurled the 300 pound muscleman skyward. Perhaps it
was her technique that was off, or maybe the trajectory of her release but,
for whatever reason, Hercules fell a few feet shy of where Sharon had tossed
him.

" Yes ! ," Sharon shouted as she pumped her fist high into the air.

" Damn," Janet frowned. Then, after a pause, she said," let's do it again
O.K.? double or nothing."

" You're on kiddo, I'll go get him."

Sharon began to swim out after the hapless strongman. " Please, not again.
I'll do your interview; I'll do anything you ask but please stop humiliating
me." But his pathetic pleas fell on deaf ears as the powerful girl grabbed him
by the ankle and began to swim back with him back to the shore. She smiled at
Janet as she took hold of his other ankle. " Now, I'll try it your way; here
goes nothing." Slowly Sharon began to turn around and around, gradually
building up speed as she did. Faster and faster she spun, raising Hercules
higher with each revolution. Soon, her long, beautiful blond hair was flying
out parallel to the ground; as was the man she was holding." URRAGH," she
cried out as she let him go. The two girls watched again as Hercules literally
flew out, way beyond Sharon's first throw. It was an amazing display of raw
female power - the sexy 18 year-old girl hurled the 300 pound man more than
sixty feet through the air until he splashed into the water. " All right ! "
Sharon screamed," beat that one if you can."

Janet sighed, she knew she didn't have it in her. " That was one hell of a
throw Sharon. I concede the contest. I can't beat you; you win."

" Good," she smiled victoriously." Now, let's get this pathetic crybaby back
here, finish this silly interview and then go over to the ice cream parlor so
I can collect my winnings. I can taste those two hot fudge sundaes already."

" Very well then," Janet said. As she entered the lake, Janet thought to
herself," I'm definitely going to have to improve on my man throwing skills
before I challenge Sharon again."

Janet swam out to the broken, sobbing man and began to pull him back to the
shore; he offered no resistance this time. His ego, once so huge, was now
completely in tatters; ground to dust by these two 18 year-old wonder girls
who tossed him around like he was a kitten. After dragging him onto the shore,
Janet bent down, lifted him up over her shoulder and carried him back to his
trailer. Once inside, Sharon seated herself in the center of the room and
Janet placed the crying man on her friend's knee. She playfully bounced him up
and down a few times for fun. " Isn't he just the cutest thing ?" Sharon
giggled. Janet got out her tape recorder again and sat down on a chair
opposite them. She pressed the record button and the girls began their
interview.

" Hello, this is Janet Simpson along with Sharon Resnick and we're here at the
circus grounds about to interview The Mighty Hercules - one of the strongest
men in the world." Turning towards the subject of her interview, Janet smiled
and asked," Mr. Hercules for our first question, can you please tell us: how
on earth did you get to be so incredibly strong..."