I'll bet that son-of-a-bitch finally got to her.As he walked back down to the customer at the other end of the bar he hoped he was wrong. Harry was on... of the few people in the casino who was aware of Deke Vito's activities. The bartender had been working that same bar for so long that there was very little that went on in the club that didn't eventually reach his ears.I'm sure it is, he thought again, Vito's probably holding Johnny's gambling over her head and making her work for him. I sure. “Ha! Ha! Ha!” Johnny’s voice was sneering now and full of contempt. “You didn’t mean to! You didn’t mean to invite two black men to our house and fuck them both while I was away?”She looked at him, stunned.“Oh yes! I’ve seen the other clips too. Quite the little performer aren’t you? A very eager and willing little Slut!”“Johnny I’m so sorry,” she pleaded, sobbing wildly. “It was a mistake; a terrible mistake.”“You never said a truer word,” her cuckolded husband snarled back.“I was drunk! It. " he sighed."Nobody ever hit me before," I said, like I was just talking to myself. "Not like that. No sir." I'm sorry. I swear I am." Mr. Davis was sorry too, but I'd felt his anger and it was in him and always would be. He'd hit me once, so I knew he'd do it again. The first time was probably the hardest anyway, like anything else. Next time he wanted to hit me it would come a little easier, a little quicker maybe, and then he'd be sorry all over again."There's a gas station," he said, happy. ‘Trapped in bonds of metal by a man’. That’s what it says in your personnel file under ‘Weaknesses’, right?”“You damn well know it is, Blake. But did you know that I was the one who fought for the ‘Weaknesses’ category to be mandatory when the Legion was founded? We have to know these things so we can watch each other’s backs, not so we can get our kicks on a slow morning.”“Is that what you think of me, Cynthia?” asked Blake, sounding genuinely hurt, “No, ‘watching your back’ is precisely what.