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New RN's. How bout it? |
I desire to serve the Mistress and her ladies unconditionally |
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:09 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 8:13 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 9:17 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:41 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:54 pm
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Franco had received a most out of the ordinary call a few days back. It was from one of his men that was casing the main bar that night and the story he told greatly confused and frankly peaked Franco's already superstitious nature and discomfort when dealing with issues involving the supernatural. Irregardless of how much he simply wanted to let this one go away, being that it dealt with one of the earners, that woman that had already spark his interest and that blinding golden angel woman, he knew he owed it to his sister to at least hear the story out. After all, Psyzapp was famiglia.
Franco parks that perfectly detailed Aston Martin behind the bar and enters through the back doors. Finding Benito, Franco pulls the goon aside and into the office, shutting the door behind them.
Ehh Beni, takes a seats. Nows, tells Franco all abouts dis business yous seen da other nights. Ehh? Dese women's, they's been doing all kinds of non funziona attività connesse. Yous knows me, normally, infischio di lui, I's don't worries about zitellona and 'er business. But yous know mine situations 'eres now. I's gots gattina shown up in Vegas hopped up on farmaci ands whatsnot and den I'm tolds shes been maledetto! neutral
I's means 'ere I ams ready to's rompere i coglioni a qualcuno. Thinkin some Johns been slippin 'er Mickeys and nows she's hooked and I's find out we's got other earners makin some kinds of rituali in 'eres? Cosa diavolo succede in questo posto? confused
The goon shifts a bit in the chair, trying to regain a tough stature and impressive composure while he speaks.
Boss, it's like this. I've seen a few of the "it" girls just pop in this bar out of no where. I mean literally, nothing, then bam <> one of them is just chilling at the bar! eek I saw it so much I finally just decided to accept it, not sure how you accept that but didn't take long for that to no longer be the strangest thing I've seen, so it was easy to brush off. You don't have a clue what kind of patrons pass in through here! There's this one guy, if you can call it a guy... <> Ah s**t, anyway, back to that night I called you about. I don't want to waste your time.
So I'm in here one night, right boss? And that girl you told us to keep our eye out for comes in, right? Yup, no sooner does she show up but then, like I said before, bam two more women!.. Horned women mind you! So crazy conversation is going on between them rolleyes , and then I'm pretty sure I'm about to see some girl on girl go down when again, out of nowhere, some crazy leather bat like figure - now make sure you get this boss - comes out of that golden women's eye! Her eye boss!! After that was a bit of a blur, women screaming wind ripping through the place, I couldn't even see a foot in front of me! Then like that, gone. The whole lot of 'em. I hope you understand when I tell you that I just spent the rest of the night in that restaurant among the other boys.
Franco stares blankly at Benito as he shares the details of that night. Once the story is completed Franco grabs the bridge of his nose and cringes with stress.
Yous know what Beni, just go ons home. Takes you's vacanza early, Capito? Just forget about it. I's take care of it from 'eres. And you's earned a little indennità , goes get your wife somethin real nice like, eh?
Franco pays off the goon and send him on his way. After the goon exits the bar Franco exits out the back to his own car. He would call his sister to find out just what the hell kind of special holiday services are going on there right now, but he then concludes, he would just rather not know....
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 5:40 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 5:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 7:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 8:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 9:23 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 9:36 pm
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