He was a successful business man, as it is described in that part of the world, though the Italian government saw no tax returns or any other records ...rom his business. He would perhaps have described his own work as buying and selling this and that. Mostly he sold what he called entertainment related products; drugs, protection, influence, and so forth. Among other things he occasionally sold unwanted female employees.The head of the department of the company for which he worked, suggested. Ms Thickness. That's not her real name, of course, but it'll do. Ms. Thickness, was a mature, professional, c***dless, 5yrs divorced-woman, of 40+ years. Who came walking up to the door of the nightclub. I saw that full-rounded, hour-glass, and voluptuous shape of hers from nearly a block away. Part of me hoped she would come to my club as I saw that big ass of her's from the side as she and her friend. A short brunette with very big tits that jiggled as she walked. Came walking down the. Jenkins' biscuits, but they weren't bad at all. Sam read over her notes afterwards and said she thought she knew what had gone wrong. I told her if anything was wrong, I hoped it always would be wrong.Day 37 thru day 39 - Tuesday, June 8, 1847Today was Sunday, but when I jokingly told the girls I thought we should take a day of rest, I thought they were going to hang me. Both of them were anxious to get back to the panning.We worked the same bar for another two days and took out another couple. Beright back." I collapsed onto the couch, face-first andclosed my eyes while I waited. It was getting late and Ireally should have been in bed. My eyes snapped openwhen I heard a perky "I'm back!" Great," I whispered.She explained to me how she and her friend Melissa hadgone to the mall just to check things out. While there,they had come across a small shop called "Spells-R-Us."She said the old man running the store was quite acharacter, if a bit cryptic. Apparently the old man.