"Yeah, um, you said that you hoped to see me tonight," said Dianne."Yes, I would love to but not if you are not interested...or can't," said Steve add...ng the last bit because she could well be married."Oh I am interested and can but where, how, when?" said Dianne who became conscious of the possibility of ruining her settee with her own cum as her cunt tingled."I finish at eleven-thirty, can we meet here or, or can I come to you?" said Steve who certainly sounded keen."I don't like walking on. Both hand grab a your tender breast gently softly fondling them. My thumbs just rubbing your nipples. You arch you back moaning your ready for me.... I giggle, softly telling you "we have all night. There is no hurry..." May hand move down along the highlight of your hips and thighs. While my lips move down from you neck, to you nipples. Gently sucking softly. Then i move down to you belly down to i hit the brim of you panties... My hand softly pull down on them. Slowly exposing that wonderful. Ben eyes were smouldering."Who are you?" he asked. It was too much, too intense.She couldn't do this right now. He was too ... much. Suddenly looking away, she laughed lightly. "I'm Lara."It was a cop out and they both knew it. Ben's scowl returned with a vengeance. "Yeah," his voice was disgusted, resigned. "I guess you are."Ben was fuming.Damn Croft. Damn her and her deep brown eyes and her sexy British laugh. Damn her sexy figure, especially in the skimpy clothes she was wearing. Damn her. Within 6 months of her appearance, Tarino's gang went from a 2-bit operation, into a full-scale city-wide outfit. They controlled everything, from boot-legging alcohol and loan-sharking, to extortionate protection rackets. Every other mafia family in the city faced a simple choice: Either pay a 80% cut of all their business dealings (both legitimate and illegal) to Tarino, or face a visit from "The Thorny Rose" (as Ann Gelika started to be known as by the press).If anyone in power tried to shut.