Lily 7

I stare at Naomi in sheer catatonic shock. Surely you are not serious, this is a joke.
Nope, exactly how it happened. Seems the joking between Aaron and Mary got a little carried away. Him, an over protected Orthodox lad, living at home, never had sex before, was curious.
She was not averse to his advance, reckoning a gentle lad like that would offer no violence.
Well they could not go to his house nor hers, so he would borrow an apartment from a buddy.
One thing led to another, they ended up in an SM relationship; spanking was the absolute least of everthing she did.
What Aaron did not know, his buddy had a grudge against him, had rigged up secret cameras.
And once he attained 2,000 photos, started a blog.
The funny thing, every Jew and Gentile in town is laughing at Aaron, yet no one is laughing at Mary, the consensus being he simply led her on.
Now Aaron decides to leave town. His family announces he will be continuing on in yeshiva studies in Israel.
I groan aloud, what a buncha morons! For sure they've lost him now. Send an Orthodox lad to a yeshiva for a year, he always comes home. Two years, odds are 50/50 they've lost him to the ultraOrthodox people who run most of the yeshivas. Beyond two years, almost nobody ever comes back. And he's already been there two years.
The restaurant is now in dire straits. The assistant cook, holder of the one year commercial cooking school certificate, capably moves up, having observed Aaron lots.
Mary makes assistant cook. To be fair, she has a dozen years experience, in bush camps and nursing homes.
The dishwasher impasse re-raises its ugly head. Naomi and I feel we have no option, can't leave Leonard stranded.
As the tedium continues ad infinitum, Naomi starts to hate Mary. I don't, view her as simply a victim of circumstance. One of those things that happen.
In the end, it's good old Mary who saves our butts. Seems she has a cousin looking for work.
The treacherous blogger, who knifed his buddy Aaron in the back, doesn't get off scot free.
Unnamed people, in masks, tie him to a tree overnight, allow the mosquitoes to feast.
Photos of his butt, plus other parts, festooned with mega bites, are then posted on their blog.
He too leaves town, headed for a yeshiva in Israel, hopefully not the same one as Aaron.
The ultimate surprise though, comes from the Greek mafia. The kingpin, who owns four of the pizzerias, holds a lavish wedding for his daughter, invites Leonard and his wife. Go figure.
Now Jews have always believed that the mosquito bite photo people, that is those avenging Aaron, were none other than Orthodox lads.
Something Leonard overhears at the wedding contradicts this. He's certain the Greek mafia did it. Their message? Mess with one pizzeria, you mess with all, solidarity.
A few days later, a half dozen show at the restaurant, curious to taste kosher.

(So ends Part One; the blog could be inactive for several months as Part Two is being prepared.)