1. The Reporter - Part 2


    Date: 8/15/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: 0Curious, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    mental note to be more discrete in future; she had eyes like a hawk. Ironically though, that was exactly why he was questioning her. "Come on Angie, I'm not in the game any more. Just happen to have a bit of personal." She just looked back at him. He needed the info. He also needed to make some money on this stash, if he ever hoped to pay it back, so he couldn't just keep giving it away. "Fuckin' 'ell Ange, I'm not Father Christmas. I haven't got a team of elves shovelling the shit into piles for me!" "No, but Mike has," she said calmly. Flik frowned back at her. "You're still scoring your muck off Mike I suppose?" He shrugged a 'yes'. "Between you and me, he's become a bit ruthless; watch your step." "For fuck's sake Ange, I'm not-" "Francis Lane," she reprimanded in her dulcet Irish tones. Flik's face relaxed, "Sorry, I'm just a bit tense. How are you?" "Don't you worry about me Francis. You start helping out those young girls now. They like you, you know. Anyway, turns out there may be a bit more to that story." Her face broke into a conspiratorial smile. Flik's ears pricked up. "Would give you some leverage on Erdogan too." She let it hang to make sure he picked up on the significance of what she was saying. "Mike's been round here a fair bit recently. More often than not, he's off his head." Flik laughed, "Sounds like Mike." "But really off his head. Thinks he's the Godfather or something. All strutting around, chest out, giving it large." Angie paused and her face ...
    went black as thunder, "He ended up using his fists on Hope the other day. Really went at her. She's in a hell of a state." Flik flinched, as if he had taken a blow himself. "Shit," he said, a little stunned. "Is she alright?" He remembered his last visit here when they had gone up to her room; her young, unblemished skin, her sexy, playful smile. "Mike will live to regret that," he continued confidently. "So has Erdogan sent Josh round to pay him a visit yet?" He'd seen Josh go to work on several guys over the years. He was thorough. Flik almost started feeling a little sorry for Mike. "No, and he's not going to," Angie interrupted his thoughts and met Flik's eyes. "What?" Flik looked up, a mixture of confusion and distaste on his marked face. "He's not going to, Francis." She paused. "That's the story." Angie proceeded to explain how Mike had fallen for Hope in a big way, but that the feelings hadn't been reciprocated. He had been paying to spend most nights with her recently and had been plying her with Charlie to help win her around. While she took it, and did her job, her feelings hadn't changed. Last night he had refused to pay, saying that he had already paid her with the powder and how she enjoyed it as much as him. The outcome of that discussion had been a blow to Mike's pride. For Hope, it had been a beating. *** As he opened the door, so he discovered the damage. She snapped her head away, to peer out of the window. "Get out." "He got you good," Flik replied, his ...
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