"Don't, Moose!" Barbara said again.
As she left the hangar, Moose let out a big beer belch in Chet's face. Chet tried to turn his head away, but Moose still held his chin and cheeks so tight, he could hardly breathe.
After Moose heard Barbara leave in her car, he let go of Chet's chin. He grabbed a fistful of the front of the frightened young man's suit, yanked him forward, then slammed him back hard against the wall of the hangar. Chet groaned, his head falling onto his chest. Moose grabbed a handful of Chet's hair and pushed his head back against the wall.
Only then did Moose get a good look at him. Capitalizing on his resemblance to Errol Flynn, Chet had also grown a thin mustache.
"Nice face," Moose taunted. "You're pretty. Too bad you're such a prick."
Chet tried to think of a way out of the dangerous situation he was in. "Barbara's right, I am rich. I'll pay you whatever you say. Just don't hurt me, and let me go. I swear, I'll never lay a hand on her again. And you have me wrong... I wasn't going to hurt her. I really love her. I was just trying to show her how much."
Moose looked him up and down. "Nice ice cream suit." He pressed a hand over the front of it. "Silk, huh?"
Don't touch me! Chet pleaded silently. Please don't do anything to me! "Take off your clothes!" Moose commanded.
Chet was taken aback. Oh, no! he agonized. Did he hear him right? "What?"
"It's too hot tonight to wear a suit. Take it off."
Chet wanted to say "Go to hell!", but didn't dare.
"You want me to take off my clothes?"
"You hard of hearing?"
Not knowing why he had to strip, but afraid to ask and not to obey a man at least twice his size, Chet began undressing.
"All the way," Moose ordered after Chet had taken off his suitcoat, tie, and shirt and dropped them on a pile on the floor, then hesitated. "Pants, shoes, socks, and all."
Chet obeyed, but stopped taking his clothes off when he was down to just his boxer shorts.
"They're pretty, too," Moose said. "Baby blue, and silk, too, huh?"
"I don't have to take these off, do I?" Chet asked.
Moose grabbed a handful of the frightened young man between his legs, and squeezed hard. Chet let out a yell and doubled over, groaning.