" Faith in the stars," I repeated cynically shaking my head. "Can't you tell her she's interpreting it wrong?" I tried but she has a mind of her own, ...teve. She's very good at constructing and reading charts and she knows it."God, this was all so mind numbing; I was getting more and more fretful by the minute."Has she said anything about children? We talked about a month ago; my business is doing pretty well and I told her I'd like to start a family. She wasn't quite as enthusiastic as I had. “Happy birthday, sweetie. Can I show you what I got you?” “It was the worst birthday ever,” she blurted out, and started to cry. The saddest sight a father can see is his daughter unhappy and crying. It broke my heart. I went to her and held her. Her shoulders trembled with her sobbing. She cried for a long time as I hugged her, trying to soothe her. “There, there, sweetie, it’s okay. You’ll see. It’s my fault, it’s all my fault. I’m so sorry.” She finally stopped shaking, and I held her face. I started spending more time with capo's and other managers in our familia. I learned how our businesses really worked. I was no longer considered a low level thug. I was now on my way to being a boss. Besides my mother didn't want her baby being in the position to get beat on again.I learned how to dress and talk like an affluent 25 year old. I spent time with our lawyer and accountant, learning the legal side of our business. It was boring. I liked hanging with the guys and visiting the titty. His eyes moved up and down my body, drinking me in. He licked his lips and slid his arm around my waist pulling me to him. I look up, my lips only inches from his. Kiss me...He stepped back towards the table, pulling me with him. He lifted me up, sliding back onto the table. My legs around his waist, I could feel his cock rising underneath me. His hands cupped my breasts, massaging, twisting, pinching, enjoying. I reached down and unfastened his belt, my eyes never leaving his. I unbuttoned and.