CaughtInTheTrap by Unknown Page A

mattered but what got his heart racing was a nice set of breasts with thick nipples to feast on.
    He pulled himself from the sexual fantasy and back to her. “Why’d it hit rock bottom?” he asked draining the remainder of the beer.
    She crossed her legs causing the gown to rise up her thighs. “The IOC guaranteed me housing but I had to pay for my other expenditures since I didn’t have any sponsors.”
    “Yeah, I know how it works.  How did you raise the money, Carla?  Your mom had an accident at work that left her partially paralyzed and Paula is her primary caretaker. Her lawsuit didn’t settle for years.”
     She dropped her head in her hands. “It was a hard pill to swallow. I was disappointed I only raised $2,500 two weeks before I was supposed to leave for China. I had no choice but to accept I wouldn’t be able to attend.  I was ready to make the call to the IOC then, Ty and Phil handed me $15,000 in cash.  I didn’t ask them any questions because I was too excited to be able to go to China and represent the USA.  There was enough money for Paula and Mom to travel with me.  Mom declined since she was afraid to fly.”
    Zach was somewhat tipsy but his mind was still sharp. “Back it up a step, Carla.  Before you boarded the plane, did Tyrone or Phillip give you anything or ask you to make contact with anyone once you got to China?  Or did anyone contact you asking about them once you got there?”
    Carla shook her head. “No. Once I checked in the Olympic Village, I didn’t go anywhere without a tour guide.  Zach, I was 19 when I landed in China; I had my 20th birthday the day before my first competition.  Paula and I celebrated with a couple of my USA teammates in her hotel room.  I swear I did not talk to people that weren’t part of the Olympics.  I couldn’t if I wanted to anyhow; the language barrier was a problem.  I sought out other athletes to get to know, but those that didn’t speak English stayed in their own groups.”
    “I’m not getting this at all,” he said scratching his head. “Your cousin’s handed you a lump sum of cash and wanted nothing from you in return?”
    “That’s right.”  She narrowed her eyes at him. “You don’t believe me.  I can see it in your eyes.”
    “Did I say I didn’t believe you?”
    Carla straightened her body on the bed. “Well, thanks for the beer and music. I’m going to my room since you didn’t get what you needed from me.”
    Zach scratched at the hair on his face. “What are you talking about?”
    “You’re plying me with alcohol and soothing music thinking if I’m drunk and relaxed enough, that I’ll reveal something I haven’t already told you. Another disappointment for you, huh?”
    He groaned and clenched his teeth. “That wasn’t my intention, Carla.  I’m trying to see how you got put in the middle of this shit.”
    She raised her voice over the music. “I don’t know what how I got here! Do you want me to make up something to tell you?  Will that make you happy and get you off my back?”
    He heard himself yell back at her. “What would make me happy is if you would stop blowing up at me whenever I ask you a simple question! Hell, I’m on your side.”
    The way she arched her pretty brows annoyed the hell out of him because he knew what was coming next…a dramatic reaction.
    “Are you really, Zach?” She asked bouncing a leg over her knee. “Are you on my side or playing me for a fool?”
    Her coy look managed to bring down his alcohol buzz. “You really need to shut your trap and listen to me…”
    She snapped at him. “Oh, no you did not,” she fumed. “No man talks to me that way.”
    “I’m not just any man, dammit! I’m the man trying to keep your ass on this side of the grass.”
    “Screw you!”
    Zach’s lips thinned. “You are working my fucking nerves!”
    “What are you going to do about it—spank me?”
    “You need a damn spanking. I have a notion to go outside and pick a