As it turned out, the Mafia was small potatoes next to Them. ‘They really don’t like to use names. Everyone has handles, like ‘Dreamreaper’ or...‘Sinistra’, or symbols like hawk’s talons or blue butterflies…but They keep clear of real names. I don’t know why. It’s not because they’re afraid of the law, or the press. I guess it’s just because they’re superstitious. Frank was an exception. I am too. ‘Frank grabbed me that day because he saw potential in me. He wanted to give me a job. Instead of. One day your mother rang me and said whilst at work she got talking to a young black lad who was fit as anything in her words, he was 27 and he always made a beeline for your mum, my mum is a nurse and she is very flirtatious so people can take it the wrong way, this lad said to her god you are fit for an old girl, i would to take you out for a drink, i am married she said, who cares, so mother being mother she said so if you took me out my husband can he come also? to right he can he can. I stood between his knees, resting my hands on his hard thighs & leaned 4ward 2 kiss him. our tongues wrestled 2gether until he was breathing hard & shallow, then i moved my mouth 2 his throat, biting & licking, sucking & tasting his skin. with agonizing slowness, i licked & nibbled everywhere, chewing on his ear, then moving down 2 his throat again. as i felt him shiver, i moved lower, 2 his collarbone, biting him there, raking my teeth on his upper chest, then his shoulder, licking & sucking. .....''''come here boy its ok, no worry i have quite the number of secret cock lover coming here to fullfill their needs''''here this one, gets tight boy cunt open real good ''i walk ti the cashier my stuff on the counter paying with my visa''oh this is going to make my day''i ear the door lock magnetic tick loudthe women rushing to me a collar in her handsi founght like a sissy she yell''yes fight me sissy boy ahhahaahha i love this job''smack smackfalling to the floor her on top of me in no.