When I had a little money and a lot of credit, I would bet on anything, football, baseball, basketball. Hell, I even bet on tennis matches. In additio... to all my legit debts, I owe the Miami Godfather, Vito, one hundred and eighty-seven thousand dollars in personal markers. I naively thought I was dealing with the friendly neighborhood bookie, not the Mafia crime syndicate.I sat at the kitchen table, consuming way too much coffee, and feeling sorry for myself, until I decided the only way out. ?Let me give you the positives first, 790. That was far from the worst opening exercise I’ve seen. Had you delivered that performance as a construction labourer, I’m sure your boss would have wanted you back the next day.? ?Thank you, Sir.? 790’s response tailed off towards the end. He wasn’t stupid, there was going to be a big ‘but’. ?This is not a building site though, is it 790?? ?No, Sir.? ?So I am disappointed 790, but not surprised. Who asked you to stop the exercise when you’d moved all. Right, Lavhi. Tell them to go.”“Yes, yes, do it,” she moaned. “Just ... I ... Oh, that’s so good!”She rolled onto her back, her big tits jiggling as she squirmed through her pleasure. I smiled at the rakshasa broken by pleasure. My sister Lasla looked proud of what her toy had accomplished. Then worry crossed her face.This next part would be dangerous.I pulled on my blue robes, my sisters their green and purple robes, while my dragon-mother her red robes. Nephi didn’t wear any clothes nor did I. "Is this Antwan?" That's right. May I know to whom I am speaking?" Antwan asked."I'm sorry, this is Anna, we used to work at the same place," Anna said nervously."Oh, Anna." Antwan said his voice perking up. "I should have know it was you what with that sexy voice an all."My wife laughed nervously and I felt so aroused by it."Yes its me, Anna. I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time." No not at all, there is no bad time to be speaking to you."Again my wife laughed softly and smiled. She twisted.