How could Seraphine be with that jerk? How could she let him treat her like that? Had she forgotten about us? Didn’t she know how I felt about her? ... cried myself to sleep with that nights images going round’ on a carousel in my mind. It was around 8 the next evening when Seraphine pulled up in her designated spot at her apartment. I was waiting on the stairs leading up to her place. Seraphine closed her car door and chirped the alarm. She swayed toward me, her hips rocking back and forth in. ‘So what does Papa want?’ He remained silent, gazing at her bountiful tits and her pussy draped in the flimsy material. ‘What the hell is going on?’ she asked in a loud voice. Icy Butt just smiled. ‘You will heed the message I bring. It is not from your father. It is from Don Armani.’ Sugar Bear gasped in fear. ‘If another of his men dies, you will die as well.’ ‘I’ll do anything you want,’ she told Icy Butt in a weak voice. That was all he needed to hear. He grabbed Sugar Bear and pulled. Ruth, on the other hand, was a sexy young thing. The camera moved in on her face and mouth all over his cock, and I felt a buzz in my pants from seeing that close -up. It made me want to join my own grandmother on that cock Ida said, "It makes me want to get my mouth on the other side of that cowboy.." "Oh shit, I just had the same thought!" "Me too," said Dulce. We were laughing so hard we had to turn off the projector for a few moments. Dulce kissed me and put her hand on my knee and thigh.. I spent a lot of time trying to find a better way to organize the people, but wasn't able to come up with it."Carl, do you suppose it would be alright if I talked to some of the other restaurants and see if they have a better staffing system than we do?" If they'll talk to you, go for it. It's not a secret society, Dal. We all belong to the association and we do talk about business concerns. I can give you a quick list of people I think might be willing to help." Great. Let's do that. I'd like.