”“You mean the hourly rate I told Tony about?” I asked without thinking.“No, the special rate when you last saw him.”“I had hoped that som...one else might take over the accounting.”“Well, the Don liked the special rate that he saw on your Web site.”“On my Web site? What do you mean?”“I think that you should just go look,” he replied with a smirk. I didn’t like the sound of this.“Well thank you Gino for coming over. I’m sorry about your cousin,” I lied.He just shrugged and said, “I’m just sorry. Ages, married, single, divorced attached etc.We were in luck 4 divorced older women and a couple of married but clearly in bad relationships. As we were sat there chatting my mate was moving around in his seat like he had ants in his underwear.And this had clearly not gone un noticed.One of the women slide up closer to me and whispered in my ear ¨is he alright? he keeps moving around in his seat¨I just whispered back to her¨ hes fine just like me its a little hard in here with you women looking. Do you understand what I am saying, or do I need to speak more slowly to you?” Balla said.I bet the hangdog look on my face would be funny if this situation wasn’t so serious. “But, but, I, ah.” I was mumbling.“Alex, do as Balla said, all your mates want this to happen, as it must be pure torture going on over there by now.” Malta said sadly.“Ok, ok, you ladies win. But if I don’t survive the deadly seven, I will haunt you women as a spirit forever.” I was just a little bit afraid for my own. The girl had been blessed with a body that any woman alive would give anything to have. She was slender but not skinny, full-bodied but not fat, with a bum that was nicely rounded but not chubby. Her hips had filled out perfectly while her waist was waspishly thin, giving her an alluring hourglass figure that drew any man’s gaze anytime she walked by.Like most of the girls who’d been admitted to the GSFG, Cindy had an incredible set of tits that any boy, or man, would drool over. Roberts had.