Rakesh, laughing and enjoying the show. The show got intense. She lifted her saree pallu and dropped it on floor. Then again put it on, just showing a...glimpse of her cleavage and arousing him. Then she again lifted the pallu and this time, started rolling her saree, and slowly rolling her saree, dancing, moving her body seducing and removed her saree completely. Now, there she was in chaniya and blouse. She again sat on chair, lifted her chaniya up to thigh, and moving her hair from left to. ”“It’d kill her if she started and we replaced her. I mean, even if she could do it a bit, for us now, you know ... Kimie and Senz are seriously good - we could be needing a real proper drummer.”Before we could decide anything Faye finished her shower and came back in. But while we were having breakfast it came to me.“I think I might have a stab at a bit of drumming,” I announced. “Not seriously, for the Bi Band, but just for a bit of fun, to play around on. There’s space in the dungeon isn’t. She bucked against his hand and wiggled her ass. He stripped her nipple so hard she almost screamed, but she came again.She heard his pants hit the floor, felt him jerk her panties down and off one foot, felt his knees forcing her thighs apart. Abruptly, his finger was replaced by his cock, which he proceeded to ram upward into her. He pushed her back against the counter and rammed in again as her high heels scrabbled for purchase on the slick tile floor. He let go of her breast, yanked her top. Business fronts for their illegal activities had been burned down. And there was even a report of a Nail Bomb being detonated at one of their whorehouses. The war between them was only in its opening moves, but it had the makings of a bloody conflict. Now all I had to do was wait for one side to win. If it was the Irish, my problem solved itself. If it was the Russians, then they would be so weak I’d be able to solve the matter on my own.It was snowing. Again. Upstate New York, in winter ... It.