1. Contract Hit Man7


    Date: 11/1/2017, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: mitchawa, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    CONTRACT HIT MAN 7 The story of the stolen cars was first reported on the social media: The Outfit had five cars stolen from a valet parking site last Friday night. The theft occurred at the Excalibur nightclub. A group of hooligans started annoying the valets at about nine a.m. but disappeared before the police arrived. It is believed the cars were stolen then. There was no evidence of how the cars all locked with digital locks could have been opened and driven away without being seen. Other that the city’s crime prevention cameras having pictures of the cars moving out of the garage one after the other there were no additional clues. Bruno Bucci the boss of the Outfit had no comment. The story was picked by TV and newspapers with endless accounts how the expensive cars of the Outfit had been stolen. The lack of clues at the scene or on film is a cause for wonder, and whose responsible for such an audacious crime is unknown. The constant chatter on social network sites such as Facebook mocked the Outfit for having their cars stolen added to the facts or lack of facts of the story. * * * I woke late Saturday morning; it was almost noon, with a naked Lucy lying beside me. She looked good early in the morning, and I thought about taking advantage of her assets. Instead, I showered, shaved, dressed, and went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Eggs, sausage patties, toast, butter, and jelly, along with juice and coffee were on the menu. I drank coffee and read the newspaper ...
    waiting for Lucy to appear. The phone rang. It was Gloria Rossi. “Hello Gloria,” I said. “Dale, we can’t get together because it’s too dangerous for us. I’m certainly interested, but it’s too risky.” I hesitated because Gloria was my next to last target to complete my revenge. “Gloria, it doesn’t have to be dangerous. Are you followed every day?” “No, as far as I know I’m not.” “What’s on your agenda for the rest of the week?” She paused to get her cell phone and schedule. Lucy came into the kitchen with her hair in a towel and wore one of my robes. The robe hung loosely showing the inside of her breasts. I held my finger to my lips and pointed to the phone. She came to me, kissed me on the cheek, rubbed her breasts against my shoulder, and her hand covered my semi-hard cock. “I… I usually have a date for coffee on Wednesday at ten, but my girlfriend isn’t going to be able to make it. Can you be here at that time?” “Yes, that’s a good time for me. Dress as shoddy as you can, wear a hat, and sunglasses so no one will know who you are. Stand at the entrance to the coffee shop. I’ll be early to pick you up. I’ll be driving a black SUV. What is the address?” “It’s a Starbucks at 420 North Clark and West Illinois Street. I should be there right on time.” “Come commando,” I said. “Commando, do you mean without undergarments?”’ “Yes, that’s what I mean. I’ll see you Wednesday.” I clicked the phone off. “Who was that?” Lucy asked. “You don’t want to know.” I raised my hand under the ...
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