”“Ok. I’ll call after I talk to JJ.”“Later, Bro.”I went back to Renee to find her face buried in my laptop and two cups of coffee and two ...lates with open-face meatloaf sandwiches. When I sat down in the booth, I coughed to get her attention.“Hey, nice menu selection.”“Smart ass know it all!”“I just got a call from Recon. The house is sold, and he needs to fax me some papers. I am gonna see if this place has a fax machine. I’ll be back. Don’t eat my meatloaf.”“Smart ass!”I walked up to the pay. It didn’t take long to work out the details of a truce. Boundaries were already set. The five areas were culturally different. So, as much of an issue as that might be in other parts of the city, it wasn’t here. This wasn’t a war about territory, at least not as in territory under solid control where the people living there owed allegiance to a particular gang. This war was about illicit business. This was a war over where you could sell your product, whatever it was. There was also concern. Because his dad was virtually never home, we had a place we could go with no supervision. This meant unlimited access to cable TV, Coca cola and an occasionally foray into dad’s stash of dirty movies and magazines. They lived in a nice home with Chase’s sister Mary. Mary was 2 years younger than Chase and a year younger than me. Growing up, she was always a thorn in our plans. She was a bit of a tom boy and always wanted to hang with the guys. We usually had to let her come along on whatever. " Dani's hand continued to work Tami's breasts but her mouth had moved to the porcelain-smooth flesh under Tami's arm, licking and sucking the tender skin with total devotion to her task. "I mean, you're great and you know I love you..." Dani's heart almost stopped when the words pierced her. "But really, you're always so perfect and you know everything and it's so hard to measure up to you. Backstage, in my own way, I finally felt in command, Mistress, and it felt so good. I thought it would.