Her Mafia Bodyguard
“Somewhere along the line, some of us figure out it’s more fun to make those dirty, perverted little fantasies come true rather than fuck our fists. Now…”
She hits the wall, trapped. I lean in, one hand on either side of her head. “Some of us are disciplined enough to keep those thoughts to ourselves. But others… especially those teenagers, don’t have that discipline. They also don’t have the imagination to make those fantasies come true in a safe, legal way.” My eyes widen when hers do, and I nod slowly. “Then there’s your subset of guys without the discipline or the imagination, but what they do have going for them is the money to make problems disappear. And that’s what you’re going to fi
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