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"No! Shit is too real. Such sleaze could not be faked!" Mo decided. If these women knew that William had sold him the tapes, they would beat the boy to death with their bare hands.
Hell, it would be so easy to make them work for him. He was looking forward to Judy and Amanda working for him, washing his dirty cash, and setting up a business empire for him.
And he was looking forward to fucking them all.
These women, especially Karen, were no gangsters. She had taken one look in his eyes and become so scared she had shivered the entire time he was in her fofice. You could never be 100% sure. So, Big Mo would stay strapped just in case. But hell, he was gonna fuck those women.
Hell, he was feeling horny.
"But if I have Amanda and Judy working for me, cleaning up my cash, what do I need William for?" Big Mo pondered. Hell, all William was doing was playing filthy games with those women. And he kjnew too much. The only problem with whacking William was he would have to whack Big D also, or the lunatic would whack him. He wasnt scared of Big D. But he needed him, for the crew followed him.
Hmmmph!!!! Being a gangster wasnt easy.
Chapter 12
"if you guys weren't so keen on the money, I am sure we could kill him soon," Karen said hopefully.
"No. We have to get that cash first!"
"What if he decides to bump you off, William?"
"Why?"
"For us. I mean, if he says he wants to fuck me, will you accept that?"
"What!" William exclaimed. All three women looked at him hard. "We will cross that bridge when we get to it."
"Answer now!" Judy said firmly.
"And if your answer is not yes, then fuck the money. We kill him soon. Before he kills you. I know the hearts of men."
Now the gang was divided. William did not want Mo to fuck her. She did not want it either. But Manda and Judy wanted the cash. And so did she, though she was not saying it. All those millions, stashed away. 1 or 100 mill, who gave a fuck. Tax free. Waiting to be taken by those smart enough! Daring enough. Gangster enough. She would do her best to use her cut to benefit others. But Hell, she would be damned if she let Mo keep it, and his life.
Hmmph! Being a gangster wasnt easy.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 13 years agoI honestly never thought I'd enjoy a story such as this, but I am glad to say I was WRONG! Wow, what a story! From the first sentence to the last, you caught my attention and made me truly want more! I truly came to feel like I knew each of these characters but what I loved most was the complexity of their personalities. So often, authors fail to remember that people, real or imagined, are complex and intricate beings; they are never as flat and one-sided as they so often appear. This story is a beautiful example of how an author can capture the essence of a character by simply including brief glimpses into their past in a moment of reflection. Well done! I can't wait to read more! (You ARE going to finish this someday, right????)
Anonymousover 16 years agoplus a gang of other shit. I hope to post the conclusion by the end of the month. Sorry.
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