K G Golden

ODYSSEY--- Inside Out K G Golden

For fifteen years, K. G. Golden held the enviable position of owner of the Odyssey Health Club. You might easily assume with a name like that, the Odyssey was a fitness center. When in fact, it was the preeminent massage parlor in the area-some would say in the country.

Life as a massage parlor operator, to say the least, was good. Golden had all the money he cared to spend. If he wanted to buy a new car, he took cash and drove it off the lot. If he wanted to spend a weekend gambling in Atlantic City or Vegas, he simply made a call, making full use of casino limos and first-class airfare. And then, of course, there were the Odyssey girls.

Golden was surrounded by beautiful women of every hair and skin color: a veritable cornucopia of potential pleasures, with most willing to do the boss a favor-or just do the boss. For a decade and a half, Golden only had to go to work to get lucky.

Of course, everything changed one fateful day when the Odyssey was busted, and a two-year battle with a vindictive legal system began.