“I imagine a lot of men would like to do that, Em.” Em said, “A lot of men do. Very few get their wish.” “But Luís did,” said Ambrose. �...Yes, Luís did. When he told me I had a hot Brazilian, I just melted and wanted to swallow his cock and for him to fuck me senseless somewhere, as soon as possible.” Ambrose felt his cock stiffening. Em really was a seriously sexy woman. “And did you? And did he?” he asked throatily. “Yes. And yes. Three times,” said Em. “I see,” said Ambrose. “This would have. . if she showed the filthy pictured to him? She shuddered at the thought but her shudder was more of prurience than revulsion."Did you get a letter that disturbs you?" Wilson looked with more than idle curiosity at the large, manila envelope the woman clutched in her had as she sat down gingerly beside him on the sofa."No... it's not a letter, Reverend. It's... oh Sir... pictures... awful pictures."Remembering how he'd got into Patience Holloway, Wilson's heart and a lower down organ jumped at. " What? What do you mean?" Threatening an assassin's agent has to be a form of suicide. Pete paying one of his assassins to kill you has to be cheaper than refunding the first-half payment for those contracts. Am I right or wrong, Wilson?"Wilson said nothing."If I were you, instead of hiring a killer to murder my wife, I'd hire the best protection available. In my humble opinion, Wilson, you're a dead man walking."David hung up, studied Arabic for an hour, and then called Wilson again."Did you. The reason for that being is my beautiful man now has a job as an intern for my mom, Harvey has decided that we would like to learn how to become a lawyer before going to school to learn it. I on the other hand am very content with how life is at the moment. Harvey is happy, Edvard is happy and because of that I am happy, Anyway enough of the happy family stuff.Yesterday I did something I thought I would never manage or ever have the courage to do. I went to go visit my brother in prison, When.