"Ya don't though, I'm feelin generous, leave then ALL alone, ya might survive, got it?" The blonde man said punctuating his point as he poked the man ...n his ribs.The man swallowed hard as he looked at the blonde man, then the pistol that was poking his ribs. "S-sure mister, don' wanna not get paid."The blonde man looked hard into the man's eyes then nodded holstering his gun. Turning, the blonde man rode ahead of the wagon. He stopped heading back when he heard a female voice call out to him.A. "Trust ya ta know that one." Oh, but we've never done anything like that," Cassie said."Yeah, but ya got Jason's li'l red book on that very subject. If Heather was able ta use it ta break inta the City Hall records, I can use it ta get inta Miss Prissy Poobah's laptop." If he even documented something like that." Well, I won't know until I look. Can ya meet me sometime over the weekend and get that ta me?" Certainly, but ... you don't own a computer."Ned nodded. "That be the one flaw in my. After we had our second drink I could tell things had gotten a little looser in the room. I had gotten my bulge back my looking at Marsha’s body decked out in red skivvies and Kelly’s push up bra. I also had had more Coke than vodka because I wasn’t getting any whisky dick tonight, that was for sure. I figured now was the time. I moved over to the bed closer to the door and laid on it facing Marsha who was sitting near the foot of the bed. I called Kelly over and then announced my plan. ‘Kelly,. They were always showing up for lunch either so frenetic I feared they would stroke out or, looking like they needed something to keep them from falling into their salads. I asked Chas what he was hearing from the guys and he was just vague (and Chas was never vague about anything). It was around this time that a large group of our friends started weekending outside the city (this is a true story so I’m not going to say where…or is it, could what you are about to read really be true?). For.