Instead she seemed to be an ally in the anti-Mike front.Erin looked to me and held out her hand. I took it and she turned back to Nadia. "That's why I...m with Ral." She looked at me again, her eyes soft and vulnerable. "He stood up to Mike for me earlier today. I don't think Mike will try anything while we're here." She squeezed my hand and I returned the gesture. She really believed that I would protect her from Mike. I hoped I wouldn't be tested on it.I looked up at Nadia as her gaze drifted. Carnivals and Fairs, they move around from town to town. Does anyone ever really know who these people are? What I am about to tell you took place at one of these places years ago.It was mid October, And I was meeting someone at the pop up carnival. Please don't judge, but it was from an early free dating website. I was lonely and young and a little desperate for attention. I was talking to this man about the fair that just came to town, and he knew exactly where it was at and asked. He was so close to ripping her clothes off that it scared him. The noises she was making weren't helping matters any. Ryan gasped and purred against his throat, and Jake lost it. With a growl, he gripped her waist and twirled her around, pressing her face first to the door. His hands roamed her shoulders, back, sides, and finally the curves of her tight, rounded bottom. He mauled and squeezed the globes, feeling Ryan press into his hands. Jake wanted her naked flesh. He leaned against her, his. When you met them on their turf you could guarantee there'd be a guy round every corner with a gun tucked in their jacket. These were dangerous times with a lot of desperate punks willing to go to extreme measures to make a name for themselves.While other bosses had turned their homes into fortresses Koontz had turned his into the Playboy mansion. Instead of guards the place was full of 'ho's. Sure they looked hot, Bachman thought as they'd brought him drinks during the lavish dinner, just like.