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              “ W ell , let’s just say that we have just taken Jay out of this little scene for starters, he’s go ing to have to find somewhere else to sell his gear now, and his go ing to have fuck all back up from any of these boys , ” he looked over to where Paul was now standing deep in conversation with a couple of the security men.
    It was a start , thought Billy , as he looked over to one of the escort girls heading towards him . She was wearing a skimpy red miniskirt and tiny bra that barely covered her breasts. Catching his eye, Candice wiggled over. She was five foot nothing, but stunning, like a tiny doll. What she lacked in height she made up for with her big personality.
    Billy always paid her well, so she gave him all her attention . Candice always made him, like she did with all the others, feel like they were her one and only . T hat’s how she managed to rake in almost double what the other girls earned each night . If you made a man feel special, as if you had been hoping and praying that he would even glance in your direction, made it all about them, they were putty in your hands. She had figured that out early on, it wasn’t rocket science , and she couldn’t believe that some of the other girls hadn’t caught on. She was certainly not just a pretty face . Candice placed her arms over his shoulders and started kissing his neck , whispe ring into his ear. Billy smiled and then standing up grabbed her small pert arse.
              “Back in a bit, lads . ” Billy winked at Jonny , as he strode off with Candice to one of the private booths. Still thinking about how he was going to put Jay in the gutter and how he was going to enjoy every minute of it, he   closed the booth door behind him and grinned at Candice . S he had a cracking figure and tits to die for : she was the best - looking girl in the club . He thought she had a thing for him, she always made herself available to him if he was around, always went out of her way to please him.
    T here was no need for small talk. Knowing exactly what Billy like d , Candice dropped to her knees . She had figured Billy out a long time ago; he had a girlfriend that gave him more chat than he could listen to : he liked a bit of light relief now and then. Billy felt himself getting hard as she undid his belt . T aking his cock in her hot, wet mouth , she began teasing him gently , licking slowly and then going deeper and deeper down his shaft. He groped her breasts now , feeling their fullness through the tiny silk bra, she started sucking him harder and faster then, her mouth really wet . H e took her long , blonde hair in his hands and pulled hard as he came in her mouth, shuddering intensely.   After pulling up his trousers, Billy put some notes on the table . Wiping her mouth, Candice smiled ; she knew she was good . Billy normally took ages, tonight she had barely got started, and he had paid her the usual amount too : result.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

9
    The two men had been sitting in the van for over two hours. It was only a little escort van, no room to swing a cat, especially with two huge men inside it.
              It was a chilly morning ; March was normally a bit milder than this. The street was quiet, which was to be expected as it was now almost three am. Just the flickering of a streetlamp and a scrawny white cat walking along the path broke up the darkness of the dull , rundown street.
    The people who lived here weren’t exactly house proud, looking around the men could see the front gardens of most looked as if they were being used as dumping grounds. There were overflowing r ubbish bags, old   rusty bikes, broken flower pots , a n old bath leaning up against a fence. It was a dump !
    Carl, the larger of the two men , shook his head in wonder . “T he people a round here may not have a lot of money but it doesn’t cost much to be fucking clean, does it ? Lazy fuckers : p robably