Dressed again in my uniform I laid the clothes on the counter.“Good choices, Marshal; why don’t we try on a few jackets now? You’ll need a size...52 Extra Long because of your muscular chest and back, but I’m sure it will need alterations because of your relatively small waist.” I found a nice one that I liked—mauve with silver plated buttons. It was a trifle snug, but I was promised that it would be altered for free and that it would be done by tomorrow afternoon. I walked out the door. Dan slowly reached out and planted his hands on Dawn’s back as he began to slowly rub with both hands, starting with a gentle back and forth motion, and then a circular motion. No matter what he tried it seemed that all he was managing to do was move Dawn’s cardigan around her back.“Here let me make his a bit easier.” Dawn said with a giggle as she unfastened the cardigan and leaned forward as she removed it revealing the rest of her dark blue dress beneath. Dan wordlessly moved his hands back. Eventually I got tired of it and went and had a talk with the Old Man. His crew leaves me alone now, even when I have to rough them up when they get out of line.”“Why?” Janie asked, a bit worried at what the response could possibly be.“Because I don’t kill them, and when they’re at Mary’s I make sure no one else does either,” Caine said.“You should,” Janie said bitterly.“Maybe,” Caine said. “I’m not going to argue that a lot of them don’t deserve it. I’m just not going to be the one to do. The bitch twisted around on the seat. Fighting through the aching throbbing, I lurched forward, snatched the zips on her ankles, yanked her out of the car. She landed with a hard thud on her back on the concrete floor. I moved swift, sure, and hard, kicking down with heal of my boot on the small, firm bump of a nigglet’s left tit. She screamed in pain, and I laughed at her. Holding my package, I straightened as I laughed at her pain. Squealing like a wounded pig, she rolled around on the.