" No, I knew not," I said, "But I have important May I come in?" What are you, Bailiff, debt collector?" she asked, "For in truth we have endured a co...plete legion of parasites and ne're do wells this day." Neither," I said, "If you are Miss Fitzgibbon and if your man Braithwaite is to be believed then it seems I am your bastard brother." Liar!" she said, "Be gone, I have a pistol." Really," I asked pushing forward unwisely and realising too late she did indeed have her pistol though only at. The two of them in their ultra casual clothing, me in my dark blue business suit, skirt mid thigh, carefully tailored jacket unbuttoned, black seamed stockings, crisp white blouse and black three inch stiletto heels. White, and female, mature. The two of them black, male, and younger. Much younger... a quick look put them in their late teens. Both of them taller than me, both broad across the shoulders. That oh so familiar shiver ran through me again. Being close to strong untamed black. He’d obviously expected that he was going to be asked about Simmons. But these guys were asking him about me. A look of complete confusion came over his face. ‘John Carpenter? I haven’t seen him since his trial!’ Curtis eventually lied. I don’t think Curtis even knew where the blow came from. I only just caught sight of gorilla two’s quick movement. Curtis doubled up on the floor, the breath knocked out of him by the punch to his stomach. ‘Don’t you fucking lie to the boss!’ Gorilla one said,. Oh, god. I'd brought my handcuffs with me tonight!As the spotter walked over from across the street, the one fishing through my purse held up my handcuffs."Look what the little whore has. Does the whore like her tricks to tie her up when she gets fucked?"One of the others slid his hand under my skirt, and announced, "This whore isn't wearing any panties. But she does have a cock. She's a little boy-whore. She dresses really nice for a boy."They grabbed me, and pulled me down the alley.I was.