I need not frame billy for killing Dim, I could make him do it.After a while he finished up, and I followed him as he left her unconscious at a bus st...p, he didn't even bother to "tidy up" properly. But if she didn't remember then no harm done.I met with my Droogs in the korova milk bar later that night as it was our tradition.I had Billy Boy waiting in the bathroom to take care of Dim as he went for a piss, which wouldn't be long away. Dim entered the bathroom and as he pissed Billy Boy swung. I realized the dog wasnt hard, but his cock was hanging out. I began to stroke his dick faster and harder with every slam of my little fist. He began to pant, my husband lifted him to mount me, the dogs dick found my tight little pussy hole. His big hairy cock slid in easily as he began to pound away. I braced myself against the wall to keep from being knocked down by the violent thrusting the dog was doing. My husband had moved under me and was licking my clit, as the dog pounded my puss.. The fact Marseilles received a far greater number of sacks of White Lady than Barcelona or Naples indicated the French port being the major distributor into Europe, with Barcelona merely a subsidiary route into northern Spain and southwestern France. The major target of the Naples based enterprise would appear to be those on the Grand Tour.I hoped the information given to John Stafford would lead to the throttling of the supply of White Lady into Europe, but with wealthy, important, and venal. Was I supposed to act like his "white bitch" or "just another guy"?? He gave me no other details. I went to change my clothes. I kept the panties on, I remember they were red with black lace, but threw on some sweat pants and a t-shirt over my panties. How was I supposed to act? I would just wing it, I guess. I turned on the TV and nervously waited, trying to not think about it. Soon enough the apartment door opened and John walked in, behind him was another black guy, obviously younger.