- Joined
- Nov 6, 2010
The large room was dark, lit by only a few bare bulbs hanging from the ceiling. On the center of the room was a large table, and on either side sat an important looking male. Three burly men, obviously bodyguards, stood behind each of the men. The other people in the room were a selection of beautiful women, all dressed in slutty clothing. Prostitutes, to make the evening a little more fun. Well, one wasn't, but no one else in the room knew that.
"Is it a deal then?" said one of the males. His name was Alexander, and he was the leader of the local mafia. The man across the table, who had darker skin, and was the leader of a Colombian cartel. "Yes, it's a deal. I import it, and you sell it." The hispanic man replied with a nod. The mafia leader clasped his hands together and said, "Great, now it's time for some entertainment. For you, me, and all of our men." And with his words, a prostitute approached each male, moving down to unzip the pants of the burly man they had selected.
"Is it a deal then?" said one of the males. His name was Alexander, and he was the leader of the local mafia. The man across the table, who had darker skin, and was the leader of a Colombian cartel. "Yes, it's a deal. I import it, and you sell it." The hispanic man replied with a nod. The mafia leader clasped his hands together and said, "Great, now it's time for some entertainment. For you, me, and all of our men." And with his words, a prostitute approached each male, moving down to unzip the pants of the burly man they had selected.