Tennis for Lysander

A tennis-instructor is a wayward-fool with the mistress of a diamond-baron and must execute some dialysis-plan for retribution-oriented escape (for dowry).

An offbeat tale of inventions in life-decisions. 

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Lysander was mired in some blood-diamond operations street-cyber gossip for insurance-examinations (perhaps Interpol-relation) in New England after returning from Mardi-Gras (New Orleans) and found a special hand-wave when he found some unlikely true-happiness with a gorgeous lady-bird (Esmerelda) who happened to have become a youthful social-media/consumerism culture fan of sportsmanship-languages and fell in-love with Lysander's flares for tennis-instruction in Boston-town (Facebook like).

ESMERELDA: My 'benefactor' man is none other than Baron Ion, Lysander.

LYSANDER: What, does that make him King Arthur and me Lancelot, Ezzy?

ESMERELDA ('Ezzy'): We've to take this 'matter' seriously for the Ego, Lysander.

LYSANDER: What's he got that I don't have, besides a high-salary position now?

EZZY: Perchance we'll make some cyber-modeling mosaic for tennis-fanfare?

LYSANDER: That's chess-excellence for sportsmanship-lines (in Hell)...thanx.

EZZY: Good dialysis-marketing, ok.

Lysander had always been a fan of tennis, and he grew up cheering for the modern pro-greats and winners and even underdogs (on TV) in the American Homeland, and they inspired him to seek some fine-laurels (in college-years near Dartmouth) and then become a satisfactorily-paid tennis-instructor. He was whimsical by nature and a fan of comic books and liked road-driving all over the place and found himself happily settled into sports-instruction life, often taking-on lovely young 'aristocrat' ladies who idled-away time by learning tennis (quite casually!). However, Esmerelda proved to be his greatest challenge, for Baron Ion didn't take Lysander's Ezzy-Tennis Model (cyber-fanzine feature) all too lightly and demanded he visit him in his estate (in Asia) with some childhood-evidence 'trophy' of his laurel/acumen for tennis as a lifestyle-image (wow).

BARON ION: I'll decapitate Esmerelda and spread your ashes in a polluted river!

LYSANDER: We're flying-away for a Brussels sprout eatery-drive venture, baron.

BARON ION: Perchance I find this, and your tennis-model 'trophy' worth a dream?

LYSANDER: Look, Ion; this is a social-media 'culture' and I've the insurance-chess.

BARON ION: Oh, I see; your teen-years tennis-trophy has marks for fate, eh?

LYSANDER: Look, Ion; I love Ezzy; I think we'd make you some benefactor-celeb.

BARON ION: Sounds like some Shakespeare-parody cinema concept, fool.

LYSANDER: Look, Ion; we paint some eco-capitalism investor-line (Ganges).

BARON: Aha, some social-media 'fanzine-face' for dialysis?

LYSANDER: The exit-drive for a young Lancelot-like dowry musketeer (like me).

BARON: Fine.

What a miracle-negotiation for psychological diplomacy the musketeer of Earthling-risk Lysander had achieved, with the bad-baron of diamonds in Asia with a hit 'eco-capitalism cyber-investment line' for insurance/prestige 'examinations' for modern hospitality-readings in Hell; it inspired him to write a great novel, after fleeing to Belgium (with Esmerelda), titled Earth's Debt.

LYSANDER: Would you marry a 'prince' like me, Esmerelda?
EZZY: For Ganges runs; I shall be your little-angel of language-arts (damn).

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)