"Damn" Tammy said, I said "well condoms came three in a pack and I figured why waste one". Tammy said after finishing her drink ."all right take me to...bed,are you positive Rhonda wont hate me in the morning?" I took her hand" I am sure" I said leading her to my bedroom," but I dont have any condoms ".We laughed ,"at 61 I am sure I wont get pregnant "she said. In the room I kissed her deep running my hand to her breasts ," just like I remembered" I said.She was unbuttoning her blouse giving me. Anger rose in him as he thought about that. Between Angelo Costa’s threats and the harassment suit, that fucker was becoming a serious issue. The suit was causing Harrison problems upstairs, and if it hadn’t been for Father Bob’s connections, it might have caused him real trouble. He’d backed off going after Whitestone officially, but had already decided that the man had caused him enough trouble. He wondered why the hell the Tankers hadn’t taken care of that issue yet. Useless fucks. Well, no. Ludmilla never weakened. She never gave in. Almost, but something always held her together and the hatred built up. She was ordered to kill someone. It was a test from the Russian hierarchy to see if she could do any such thing. She did and her victim was Georgi himself. It was a pleasure emptying her handgun into that punk leaving him a bloody mess in the street.She avoided Gorgan and his two gorillas as much as she could. They were stationed in Prescott Valley, AZ because it reminded Gorgan. I look around, trying to see where Chad is and why he isn't fighting to save me. The stranger pushes me onto the bed, making sure to squeeze my wet butt and give me a little slap as I spot Chad. Tied to a chair, Chad stares, with horror in his eyes. He tries to move, trying to free himself so he can save me, but finds that the ropes are tied too tight. "Pretty little thing you have here," the stranger says, speaking to Chad as he runs his fingers across my slit. I close my legs, staring at.