‘ ‘No problem – grilled pork chops are my favorite and I’d be glad to help. I just didn’t want to get in your way in case you had a hot dat... or something.’ He laughed and said the he had been throwing himself into this house and really hadn’t gone out much lately. His best girl was his right hand, he joked. Anyway, he gave me an old pair of his shorts to wear after my shower and said he would light the grill as I cleaned up. The shower really felt good as the water went over my sunburned. " She just couldn't walk straight!" Wendy said."Don't pay any attention to them," Mom whispered. "You're the girl he's marrying, right?" Yeah, Mom," I sighed, but it wasn't easy listening to my four best friends talk about fucking my husband-to-be.They did it all the time, too. I mean, Robert had fucked every friend I'd ever made, or so it seemed to me. Sometimes I suspected that he went out of his way to have sex with the girls I hung around with, and they were always attractive. I'm not sure. With that thought in my head, I fell asleep.***I don't know how long I slept, but it couldn't have been for very long. Danny woke me up as he was putting something around my neck."This is just a little insurance policy," he told me, "to make sure that you do as your told." Roughly, he began to untie the ropes that had bound me to the table. "That collar that I just put on your neck is sort of like an electronic dog collar. If you try to go beyond a certain perimeter, you're gonna get one hell. “However, let me state categorically that the DeCavalcante Family, and its associates, had absolutely no connection to this tragic event. I understand from several sources that the police believe it was the work of some fellow from the south, I think they said from Atlanta,” he finished.“So you know nothing about who is responsible for this?” the reporter asked, trying to extend the interview.“No, nothing. Now you must excuse me, I need to speak to the widow Palladino,” the Don told him, as he.