After all, I'm on your side in all of this." She waved away the serving maid as she entered with their soup."It's the mob!" he groaned. "Johnny Torrio...wants me to give him five hundred dollars a month just so I can stay in business. It will ruin my southside store." Hmmph," Melissa fumed. She got up from the table and paced the floor, thinking. Her high heels made a clattering sound on the marble floor. "Let's go upstairs," she pulled her husband from his chair. In their room, Melissa undressed. Moira's father used the house only to sleep in his wing, as usual, so the mansion was almost empty of life. This started to change when Moira, first came to stay and keep her mother company on weekends from time to time. She and her mother started going out to the movies or the theater, with a glass of wine later in some fashionable place during the later weekends that she stayed.Moira, unlike some of her male colleagues, her father not included for obvious reasons, never used her prerogatives. When they returned to the door it was obvious that the man had a very big erection. I held my breath as the girls paid him and deliberately brushed up against his dick. He flinched and grinned. He said: “Little girls, do you always run around naked?” They said: “No, only when our boyfriend is coming over to fuck us.” The man actually nearly dropped his teeth. He didn’t know what to say. The girls then grabbed his legs and pulled him inside, closing the door behind him. Darlene said: “I like. It seemed like everyday there were more and more. I wanted to tell my mother that I didn’t want to live anymore because I made a slut of myself and I hurt the person I loved most, Elizabeth, but I remember my mother’s words about if Elizabeth was more then a friend that she would be treated the same as a boy and would not be allowed to be alone with me. I knew I needed alone time with her, that was IF she ever would speak to me again. I wanted to tell her and everyone that Scott had arranged.