Oh, shit." He'd just seen the princess and Marjorie.I said quietly to him, "Could you just ask these people to return to their seats so we can eat our...meal in peace?"He immediately turned to the growing crowd around out table and urged everyone to leave and return to their seats.There was a lot of grumbling, but people did move away. A few just took photos of us at our table as they departed. The scene and the words of the manager were heard throughout the restaurant, so everyone knew or should. .. that's better than a lot of things." How did you know?" she said."I read your laptop, and then I bugged the house."That got me a sidelong glance."Okay, so I was suspicious for a while—little things, lots of little things." Yeah," she sighed, "yeah, I can guess." So I spent half an hour finding your password." And all this?" There are people who know how to do things, you pay them money, they show you how." Fuck," she said."You made it easy, you ought to get a better password. Once I read. He understood, even if he didn’t like it. Ever since Piero, the mob boss who had reigned over the city’s underworld, had been gunned down violent turf wars had blossomed throughout the Windy City. Every friend you made earned you a half dozen enemies. Fistfuls of hungry lieutenants popped up from every street corner, hoping to take the dead boss’s place…or at least get a decent slice of his pie. Each carried their own collection of businesses, lackeys, and influences…and each wanted more. They. She was standing there in all white, a push-up bra had her tits perfectly round and a lace garter was holding up coffee colored stockings. She was wearing a pair of white nylon thong panties. She did a slow turn so I could see how the panties disappeared between her sexy ass cheeks. She asked me if she looked OK. We both looked down at my engaged penis, it was struggling to become erect but the cage held it tight. She slapped at it and said good it had better be hard when I get home I want you.