’ ‘Don’t even think about it. The O’Grady bunch are now gone you’ll be pleased to know, including your old bruiser, Mick. He was a tough one... Not easy to lie to rest. And if you must know the truth about Saskia, then it was her who brought you and I together. Let’s say she was one of my jobs that needed dealing with. She had enemies and they paid a good price.’ ‘You evil bastard.’ Harry replied. ‘All that shit about knowing me was a fucking lie.’ ‘I’m afraid so chum. Cutting my own hand so I. ”“Why? Why me Kyle, what are you going to make me do?” she asked a tear starting to form in her eyes. “Please?”“Nope, I choose you, I am not going to back down. You know too much already. First, stand up and take off that shirt and those pants,” he ordered.“No, I will not. This goes against everything I believe so it won't work,” Jill replied, as her shirt dropped to the ground and she began unzipping her pants. A few seconds later all she was left standing in was a matching bra and underwear. Feeling a little drunk and adventurous, she told the guy, “Hey, I don't think I have enough money. How about I make up the difference?” Without waiting for a response, Taylor dropped to her knees and gave the guy a blow job. The other girls watched in awe without saying a word. Taylor worked him over quickly and he came in only a few minutes. Overtime each girl took her turn preforming some sort of sex act on the pizza guy. Fat or thin, old or young, it didn't matter. A black guy worked over. You even see short-haired, buff chicks in guy clothes. You see all kinds of guys too. Nerdy Asian guys, alert, suspicious white guys and cool, laid-back Arab guys. You spot the studious Hindu guys, always looking vaguely uncomfortable for no reason. They need to learn to relax, seriously. Drink a beer and get laid or something. Anyhow, the one guy who always gets the stares is the Black guy. As I walk through campus, wearing my Obama T-shirt with pride in the aftermath of his successful bid.