My clients were all well-heeled bankers and I sat in the middle of a large banquette able to survey the whole room. At one point a very distinguished...gentleman at a tale near us who was with his knockout wife looked up at me. I assumed he was mad at us for being loud, so I smiled, expecting him to get angry. Instead a completely charmed look came across his face. He came to our table and introduced himself as Klaus -- he had a perfect tan and chiseled features at about 40. He had a lovely. Lucia was trembling. Sandy walked over to her mother and took her hand. ‘Don’t be nervous mother, you’re going to embark on a new life and it’s one I think will suit you. Ah, here’s Desiree now.’ A beautiful black woman walked in, she had to be over 6′ tall, perhaps 6’4′ in the heels she was wearing. She had a presence to her and was dressed all in tight leather, vest, mini-skirt and boots, she was imposing looking. ‘Here she is Des, did I lie?’ ‘You did not girl, she is gorgeous,’ Desiree. They were all squinting and breathing heavily. Jordan’s bum cheeks clenched and loosened. “I’m nearly there", said Liam screwing up his face slightly, “ahhh" he said as he made an audible rustling noise among the awkward silence. “might as well go the full way" he said to himself, before soaking it in urine. “That’s better”. He breathed heavily a few times, before getting up to get changed. “this feels disgusting". “yeah this really isn’t working for me" said Ben, also getting up to get. Do you, Jerome?’ Carlos looked menacingly at Angela, who was looking at Jerome, who was lifting his t-shirt to display the pearl-handled revolver stuck in the waistband of his filthy jeans. ‘Twenty-six bucks, white bitch’ snarled the barkeeper. Angela was now totally flustered. She reached into her Gucci purse and found her wallet. She fished out a Platinum Card and handed it to Jerome. ‘Just put it on this.’ ‘Don’t take no plastic. Cash only. Can’t you read, bitch?’ Angela had a sudden flash.