Inthis regard, NYC had nothing better to offer than what wasavailable back home.It was five years after I'd graduated and I was back in NewYork for my...class reunion. That entailed several days of activityand I was wasting some time one of those days in my old haunt,Times Square. Again, I entered the Show World and was lookingthrough what they had to offer in new tapes. The girls upstairswere more aggressive than I'd remembered. One bleached blondefloozy on the second floor kept shouting for me. If not in person, then by reputation. Jack had made a lot more enemies than friends throughout the years, and on Omicron death was an old friend. He adjusted his clothes, feeling comfort in the hidden gun under his jacket. Then he nodded to two brutish Kinto doormen before stepping into the casino.The jazzy house music of a Dravv scrap band was audible as soon as Jack entered the establishment. The rhythmic and improvised music mixed with the high-pitched pings and babble of the casino’s many. That is..!!??Ravi – Ok. Cool down. We will keep our privacy. Allow us to fuck your sister.Me – But what if she shouts at us?Praveen – No. She won’t. We will prove to you that she is acting. Come inside, speak or do nothing. Our hands will let your bitch sister open her mouth and beg us to fuck her.Me – Ok. But please don’t humiliate or harm her. She is my sister.Praveen – Ok. Deal. Let’s wake up the bitch living in your sister.Inside the bedroom, my sister patiently waited for us to touch and. To stop her, I pull her in for a hug, then kiss the tip of her nose. She struggles for a bit, and I let her go before we draw too much of a crowd. I kiss her on the cheek then run to my next class. She shouts down the hall, “Old pervert.”At lunch, I walk into the cafeteria and see that Carol is so excited she is telling everybody how the company she and I were to start together will be starting up sooner than expected, and she will own more of it than she ever dreamed. I am surprised to see.