And I couldn’t look away. Just one look and I was already infatuated with the woman before me. ‘I see what you are doing, Troy!’ The voice of Ja...et came from behind and I turned my head just in time to see her purse arching down toward me. ‘I can’t believe you would have the audacity to look up a client’s skirt, you pervert.’ The force of the blow was enough to flatten me to the ground. What did she have in there, a cinder block? I struggled to stand, more out of fear from being attacked. "Connie, how are you?" I said. "Robin, I'd like to introduce you to Connie Templeton. Connie, this is Robin Kennedy." Nice to meet you," Robin smiled."Sure," Connie said. "Kenny, I just wanted to let you know my offer's still open."Connie had e-mailed me earlier in the year to find out if I was available, and then continued to send me little pictures of herself throughout the summer and fall, even after it had become clear that I was going to be handling another contestant."Thanks, Connie," I. He slapped her face.“Suck it”, he commanded, when she looked up into his eyes. She ran her tongue over her lips and welcomed his cock into her mouth. He allowed her to clean him for a long time, her fingers roaming over his buttocks and balls, until he pulled away and once more aimed himself into her bleeding arse. She spread her cheeks apart to ease his entry and then reached to brace herself on the rim of the basket again, clenching her jaw. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the slighter. Bulldog had told me to make the Mayor Lynch problem go away and Bear was the fastest way I could think of. Especially since I couldn’t involve the police, anyone in the authority racket.Hobo lapped Bear’s face enthusiastically; it’s probably a guy thing. Bear sat him on his lap, a commodious lap, and said, “Instructions?”“His name is Troy Ventura and he’s leaving town today. For good. After we have every trace of that video.”“For good?”I smiled at my friend, “Killing him isn’t on the agenda..