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Friday, September 28, 2012

Beans and Cornbread





I sat down in Kool Kat's house...He had prepared a pot of Baked beans and Cornbread...The baked beans had cinnamon seasoning that made them especially tasty and sweet and the cornbread was so good,it practically was melting in my mouth...

''Damn Big Man, I didn't know you could cook." I said.

Kool Kat smiled...

''I can't...Chelsea came by here last night and fixed this for me..Girl can burn in the kitchen...aint so bad in the bedroom either if you know wha I mean?" he said and winked.

I smiled...

''Nice we wrapped up that Raif Collins business and put Philly Joe away." he said.

"Yeah..but I'm still scheduled to die within the next 24 hours ." I joked as I gulped down some more beans and buttered some corn bread...

"There's some lemonade in the  in the fridge if you need somethin to drink ...but before you do...let me tell you why I called you here.." he said.

I had wondered why...but I knew better than to rush Kool Kat.

''Okay..I figured it wasn't just to eat."I said.  Kool Kat laughed.

"I was talkin to Roscoe about what we've been through the past few days and I happened to mention one Clinton"Deadeye" Williams....He told me that back in Detroit....Deadeye killed the nephew of "Big Uncle." he said.

''Big Uncle ?? Who the hell is that?" I asked.

"He runs everything in a part of Detroit...Kind of Like Fathead in Philly ,but on a larger scale. There was a war for territory...Territory that this nephew was running...A playa named Yorkie contracted Deadeye to take the nephew out....and he did with efficiency...Shot him between the eyes from an apartment across the street from a diner where he and his wife were having a meal..Did it clean..Left no prints, no evidence behind or nothin..Even killed the guy on the desk...the only guy that saw him and registered under the name.."Ross Clark." aint that somethin?" said Kool Kat.

''Okay, so this guy is good...Your point is?" I asked....

"Big Uncle would be very grateful to whoever could put him next to "Deadeye" ya dig?" said Kool Kat.

"What?" I asked.

"He's still grieving the death of his nephew....He'd like nothing better than to pay the man back who killed him...If Big Uncle was to get an anonymous call and the location of "Deadeye"...He'd be very very grateful.." said Kool Kat.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh...I see." I said.

"Look Kev, you got nothin on him or Big Butt...not a thing!   Do you feel like waitin for this guy to make a move on you? We drop a dime to Big Uncle and he's out of your life forever." said Kool Kat.

"What about Big Butt?" I asked.

"We can deal with Big Butt on our own...." he said.

"You're right." I said.  "Make the call." I said.

"Roscoe already did...yesterday....Big Uncle has sent someone here to deal with Deadeye...Thing is...I don't know where he is...Do you?" he asked...

"I can find out a general direction." I said.

"Okay...well be careful Kev , watch your back...and hurry up..." he said.

"By the way, what ever happened to Yorkie?" I asked.

"Yorkie???....They  found him in an abandoned meat packing joint in  St. Louis....One shot in the left temple.....He had been dead for three weeks when they found him...In Motown, you don't mess with Big Uncle." said Kool Kat matter of factly as he continued to eat his food...

I finished my food  and thanked the Big man....

"Man...don't eat up all this good food..Tell Chelsea to make me another pot ." I joked.

"I hope you stay alive so that I can big homie....Be easy." said Kool Kat.


II-

The key was the cell phone number I had.... I did a little research and came up with the provider.....I called my friend at Telphone security and got him to call the provider and get them to hit the tower and determine where this number and this phone was operating...It wasn't an exact science...but they gave me the general area...

I researched the area and found but one hotel...He had to be holed up there!!! Clerow and I drove into the neighborhood and watched...Sure enough..I saw Clinton "Deadeye''Williams walking to the corner store to get cigarettes, coming out to get food from the local eatery and meeting with Bob "Big Butt " Thornton....I assumed they were planning my immediate demise...I had seen a mug shot from his vicap file days ago, so I knew what he looked like. He was light skinned, medium build, about five foot nine...with cold gray eyes...Coldest I'd ever seen...Was rumored to have killed about 27 men....for various gangsters in the midwest and the east coast...Big Butt really had to reach out to get a pro like him.

While Clerow was following Deadeye inside and while "Big Butt" was in the store...I had slipped a GPS tracking device on his car...It was just a matter of time for him too! I thought!

"That's him boss." said Clerow...."I followed him inside...He's in Room 412..Fourth floor, second room on the side facing the street." said Clerow...

"Good..Let's go home...." I said.

"What you got up your sleeve?" he asked , smiling that toothy grin of his...

''Not a thing."I said.

I called Kool Kat with the evidence we had gleaned....

"Okay boss...go home...be with your lady....but watch the 11:00 pm news.." he laughed.  "Got to call Roscoe." He laughed.

III-

That afternoon, Sepia and I relaxed at home....in our bed...laughing and talking....As I was later to find out...." Deadeye" took a hot shower, splashed on some cologne, put on a black linen shirt, black trousers, black shoes and black aviator shades...He picked up his violin case which held his M-16 with a laser site...I'll never know where he was on his way to or where he thought I was...


I theorize that somebody knocked on the door to his room. He was probably wondering who this could be....Only two people knew he was there...One person was in jail and "Big Butt" Thornton knew not to come back there....Still , he went on to answer the door......A young baby faced Black man...No more than 25 aimed a shotgun at his head and fired one time....The blast blew his face completely off!! He was dead before he hit the bedroom floor.

Someone remembered hearing the young man say- "Big Uncle sends his regards punk!" Nobody got a good look at the young man's face...He was wearing a bright red hoodie, Black trousers, Black shoes and sunglasses with a redish tint...He was in and out and gone into the night.....

Meanwhile, some miles away...Sepia and I laughed and talked and enjoyed the afternoon...without a care in the world....I didn't hear the news until the next morning.


IV-

The next morning...Kool Kat and I walked into Sam Mother's Diner... I had traced Bob Big Butt Thornton to the popular diner...

He was sitting at the counter eating scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, toast and orange juice ...a hot tumbler of coffee was sitting next to him...

Can you imagine his utter surprise when I sat down next to him and Kool Kat sat on the other side of him...

"Don't stop eating on my account Big Butt." I said and smiled... Sam Mother looked  at us...He knew who Big Butt was and like most people in the know...He knew that Big Butt had been gunning for me... I looked at Sam with a look that assured him that there wasn't going to be any gun play or mayhem in his diner.

"Heard you wanted to see me." I said.

He looked up and then continued eating....

"Is that right?" he said.

"Thing to do...is when you want to see somebody, you dial a number on a phone...you send a text or an email..." I said....Kool Kat laughed....

"Why don't you cut the crap Kevin....You played the game well...You won this time...but next time..."he said.

"How bout...there won't be a next time?" I said.

"How bout you can't touch me?....You got nothin on me...not a shred of evidence and after I finish eating, I'm gonna pay my tab and walk right out of here and you may never see me again until or unless it's too late." he snarled....

He was right...I had nothing to pin on him...Nothing I could prove...and he knew that I wasn't going to harm him....For once, he was right....

"Well?  Where is your smart assed wisecrack now?   You're one lucky S.O.B.   But the next time maybe you won't be so lucky...Maybe I'll wait until your guard is down, til you think I've forgotten.....The hell will be, you'll never know...I might hit you ten years from now or maybe tomorrow..You just won't know." he said.

"Hopefully you'll find a hitman better than Deadeye...Somebody that doesn't have problems of his own...That was a shame what happened to him.Him losin his face and all." said Kool Kat.

For the first time Big Butt looked a little frightened.... Kool Kat cracked his knuckles and laughed a sinister grin that has made many men's blood curdle.

Just then, Lt.Sissy Van Buren and Detective Carlotta Rodriguez and six uniformed Philadelphia Policemen walked into the diner...I was surprised..I hadn't called them because I had nothing to give them.

"So This is Bob "Big Butt" Thornton?? Wow...I see where he gets the nickname....I could use some of his butt." said Carlotta...

"Yes, this is he Carlotta.." said Sissy Van Buren...

"This the best you can do Kevin? Lady Cops??  They got nothin...You got nothin  Charlie's Angels, Now get out of here and let me eat my breakfast." he said.

Sissy looked at Carlotta...They both smiled...Then Sissy leaned down and said to him....


"What I've got is a guy named Marion Joseph Jones....You Know him don't you Big Butt??Philly Joe!! He doesn't like the fact that some guy tried to stick a shiv in him yesterday in lock up.....He thinks that maybe you put a contract on him in the city jail...and you know what?...He started telling us a story about how you enlisted him to hire guys to kill my favorite private investigator here....as well as a sleazy private eye to set him up....He says that you gave him orders to kill all of them after their initial attempts to kill him failed...He says that you brought in a heavy hitter from Detroit , who unfortunately is no longer with us to do the job...He's going to testify to that in a court of law." she said...

Carlotta tossed a pair of handcuffs on the counter....

"Put em on Big Butt!!  It's tank time papi." she said.


They handcuffed Bob "Big Butt" Thornton......I looked at him......

He looked at me with white hot hatred....

"Bye Bye Big Butt...Have a good life." I said sarcastically.

''One day...one day, you'll get yours." he said.

"But not before you get yours." I said.

He again looked at me with a combonation of white hot hatred and frustration.

"Goodbye Big Butt and this time....I do mean goodbye." I said.

"Every now and then...We do our jobs."laughed Sissy.....

''Yes you do....Great job ladies..."I said.

Carlotta looked at me and winked as they hustled him out.....

Kool Kat and Sam Mother began clapping slowly!

For the first time....I laughed...a  big hearty laugh of relief!  The storm was over!

EPILOUGE:


Philly Joe talked long and hard about Bob "Big Butt "Thornton...His testimony got Big Butt a life sentence for conspiracy to commit murder...six counts!  Philly Joe who admittedly killed five people was placed in protective custody in another state and sentenced to just ten years....

Charles Collins, Michael Tabor and Chester Riley were all sentenced to Life imprisonment for kidnapping Sepia and attempting to kill me....

To date, no one has claimed the body of Raif Collins....His remains are still in cold storage at the medical examiner's office.




Sepia and I, Sean Jackson and Sheila,Kool Kat, Clerow and Corrie ,Robert Foxworth and Bonita all sat down at a table in Kool Kat's living room as Chelsea served us all hot heaping portions of her Cinnamon Baked Beans and cornbread with butter...

"Ooou girl this is sooo good .." said Bonita...

"Girl you put your foot in this." said my wife Sepia...

"I'll say." added Clerow

Kool Kat placed some paper cups around us, added ice to each cup and poured us all some Kool Aid...

"Wow...it's been quite a week hasn't it folks?" the Big man said.

"Sure has.....Let's hope we don't have another one like it." said Robert Foxworth...

"I'll drink to that." I said...

"So will I" said Sean Jackson..

"Me too." said Clerow

"Me three" said Sepia as Bonita and I took turns hugging her!



Thursday, September 27, 2012

Eclipse



A night later, with the help of Lockpick Johnson and Owen Todd, I broke into the office of the now deceased Private Investigator, Pete Berger....Like him, it was a messy office... Coffee stains on the desk, uneaten or unfinished sandwiches on the desk on the window ledge and the smell of booze and stale coffee wafted through the office...

I went through his files....I was looking for clients...I didn't expect to find Robert "Big Butt" Thornton in the files....No...he was too smart to ever directly hire someone like him...but to my surprise..I did find the now deceased Raif Collins as one of his clients and the man I was looking for...Marion Joseph Jones....better known to the world as "Philly Joe"

''Damn, his real name is Marion?? Hahahahahah, no wonder he goes by the name "Philly Joe."laughed Owen.

"He used to work with some guys in New York...That was the way they distinguished him from a playa named Harlem Joe  and another playa named New Jersey Joe ...They called him Philly Joe cause he was from Philly." said Lockpick Johnson. I smiled..it was crazy, but it made sense.

While they talked....I studied the records..They had met at least three times in the weeks before my house and office had been bugged....If what Big Chicken had told me was true...Bob "Big Butt "Thornton put this into motion before he was actually released...How he must have hated me for originally putting him behind bars and then taking down his lucrative organization on the outside and busting the corrupt officials that had him living like a king inside of prison.

This guy ,Peter Berger had all kinds of wire tap devices....Almost as good as Peeping Tom's collection...He had lockpicking devices and key cards too...He was good at what he did..

I had checked him out...He had been a homicide detective a long time ago...but the hard drinking and the job got to him....He was put on administrative leave and he never returned...but now he was dead.....I was now concentrating on finding Philly Joe...

I found cancelled checks...from Marian Jones to Peter Berger...No one would suspect that Marian Jones and "Philly Joe" was the same person.

Prior to coming here ,I had checked Berger's phone calls... These two had called each other several times in the past month...Philly Joe had called him from different phone booths and one last time from a number that was determined to be his cell phone.. Now I had an address and a number..

I had another unidentified number that was from a cell phone listed to "Ross Clark" that was an out of town number..I did a quick investigation of that number and found that it was from out of Detroit...and "Ross Clark" was a recently diseased senior citizen.  This number belonged to whoever was assigned to kill me.

"Okay guys...I'm done here." I said.

''Where to next Kev?"asked Owen.

"After we drop Lockpick off...call Clerow, tell him to meet us at Ciros." I said.

"I'm on it Kev." he said.

II-

I never drank at Ciros....It was owned and run by Fathead Newton's nephew, Chick...It was a dive....Even Chick didn't drink there...He sent somebody around to collect the proceeds and give him his cut...

Owen and I sat across the street from the bar....To our surprise..We saw none other than the man himself...Bob "Big Butt" Thornton...He was six foot five, tall, thin until you got to his waist....He had a fat behind...and from behind , he looked like a woman!!!! He had a shape that could rival some women...a fact that no doubt bothered him...He walked with an exagerated stroll...like he was overdoing it..If it wasn't for the fact that he was a dangerous gangster...He would have had some problems in prison...this I know...

Philly Joe walked up to him...

"Where you been Joe?" he asked..

"I been gettin our guy straight....He's in a nice hotel in South Philly....Waitin for our guy to start showin up...and then...pop! We got him...This guy Clint "Deadeye" Williams...He's the truth....from outta Detroit...He don't miss..." said Philly Joe.

"He better not...I had to reach out to some powerful friends to be put in touch with him..I want Morris dead in the next 48 hours..." he said.

"Relax Big Butt...I got it covered babe!" he said.

"You better..How about Berg?  " he asked.

"He's gone man...gone..So is the last livin guy from that team you originally sent after Kevin and his guys....Shame they found the bugs in the office and the house." he said.

"They found em too damn fast...but that's good...We know where he's likely to be..We don't need em." said Big Butt. "Well just to be safe...torch his office....We don't want Kevin goin in there and finding anything that will lead him to me." he continued.

"Aint nothin in there babe." he said.

''Burn it down anyway and don't ever call me babe, you hear?..I'm a man, ALL MAN, don't get it twisted...Just cause my butt is big like a woman's, Don't make me a woman,understand??" he said.

"Yeah..Yeah..sure." said Philly Joe.

"Good now torch that office....TONIGHT!" snapped Big Butt.

''Okay...Okay...I'm on it!" said Philly Joe.

Bob "Big Butt" Thornton then crossed the street, got in his car, which ironically was parked right in front of ours and pulled off....He never noticed me sitting on the passenger side!!!!!

"Owen...I got an idea..Joe is inside the bar...put this GPS tracking device under it..When Clerow gets here, We are going to follow him back to Berg's office...Call Sean Jackson....Tell him to meet us there and to bring his equipment." I said.

"I'm on it Kev."

III-

It began to rain a little...Owen ,Clerow and I followed Philly Joe back to Berg's office... The street was empty...Sean Jackson was across the street filming him getting out of his car with cans and materials used in arson...We watched him jimmy the lock
and take his equipment in....he began pouring lighter fluid on the phone, when Sean swung the door open and snapped a photo of him!!!

''Smile, you're on Candid Camera!" I said.

He was startled...Owen Todd and Clerow aimed their guns at him...He threw his hands up!  I walked over to him...Upon seeing me, his eyes grew as large as saucers!

"You're Kevin...Kevin Morris!!!" he said.

"Now that we know my name....and I already know your name...Let's answer some questions." I said.

"I aint gonna tell you nothin." he said.

"Clerow, light a match!" I said...Clerow smiled that toothy grin of his and lit a match..

"Hey man, this place will go up...don't do that?" said Philly Joe.

"You were gettin ready to torch this place." I said.

His eyes got large..I could see straight fear on his face.....

"Owen, shoot him!" I said.

Owen cocked his pistol...and aimed...

''Man you crazy...you crazy!" he said

"Either you talk or you die in here in the ashes...Either way, makes me no difference." I said.

IV-


"I can't believe how much this charactor talked" said Homicide Lt. Sissy Van Buren...
as I sat in her office a day later and had coffee with her and Detective Carlotta Rodriguez...

"He put himself in for the murders of Peter Berger and the four guys you said tried to shoot you and your friends up....but that's as far as he would go...wouldn't say who hired him." said Carlotta.


"Oh I know who hired him...Bob "Big Butt "Thornton ...only I can't prove it and he's more afraid of "Big Butt "than he is of the law." I said.

"I can't believe they paroled him." said Sissy Van Buren...

"So are you still in any danger?" asked Carlotta..

"Didn't know you cared Carlotta." I said in jest...

Sissy and Carlotta laughed....

"No, No more than I usually get myself in....I'll keep in touch." I said as I walked out of their office.





It had stopped raining.....The city was calm, quiet....It had been an interesting week...
Big Chicken ,Raif Collins and Bob Big Butt Thornton had all returned.... I had foiled a kidnapping plot, closed a couple of murders and flushed out a conspiracy...I wasn't out of the woods yet, but I could feel the forces against me eclipsing...

Big Butt must be going crazy, knowing that his point man was in custody....He was going to have to make a move and  soon...I would have to anticipate it and counter it.

I had to flush out a hitman and begin my end game with a hated adversary....It was now, my move.

(Conclusion next)

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Drop Zone



Bonita was hysterical and in tears.....Robert Foxworth tried his best to calm his wife down....Meanwhile, Chess, Chris Thompson and Donald Smooth sat with me and Chance Howard in their office...Their surveilience camera caught pictures of the entire abduction....It was Raif Collins and another man...... They came up on Bonita and Sepia just as they were leaving a shoe store and heading toward their office...

"That's Mikel Tabor.....I know him....Low level playa...Usually acts as muscle for whoever is payin." said Donald Smooth.

"And the leader is Raif Collins...an old acquaintence of mine." I said.

''Where does he stay Kev?" asked Chess.

''He hails from West Philly...but I doubt if that's where he is now...He's an escaped con...He's anywhere but there."I said.

I had already called Kool Kat, Clerow and Owen Todd and gave them the run down...While I waited for them to arrive I assured Bonita that everything would be alright.

"They won't harm Sepia...At least not yet...It's me they want." I said.

My cell phone vibrated....It was Sepia!!!

"Hello."

"Hello friend...remember me?" came the icy voice...

"Raif Collins!! Well I'll be....You know, you could've just came into Josies and said Hello." I said.

"Always the smart aleck.....Well smart guy...I got your wife.." he snarled..



"Oh I know and if you harm her....if you harm one hair on her head...I'll kill you..." I said.

"You aint in no position to make no threats Kevin.....But here's what you will do...You'll bring me a briefcase filled with 125G's...You'll deliver it to my operative at the location I'm going to give you....When he's got the money and he calls me and tells me that he's safe...Then you'll get your wife back..."he said.

"One hundred andTwenty five g's...Always the small timer eh Raif?" I smirked...

"Whatever...just have the dough...You got three hours..." he said.

"Hey Raif?-" I was about to say, but he hung up!

''Who was that?" asked Robert Foxworth...

"That was Raif Collins...Kidnapper.....He gave me this address to drop off the money."
I said.

Chris and Chess looked at it....

"I know where this is Kev.....These are those abandoned projects ....The city closed them down last year....We were thinkin about refurbishing them and reopening them." said Chess.

"Yeah, we are still in negotiations with the city." said Chris Thompson.

"Thing is Kev...You don't want to walk in there...It's like a maze...Somebody could set up in there and pick you off.." said Donald Smooth..

"Yeah..I figure that's his plan....The money is just a bonus....but I do have an ace in the hole." I said.

''What's that?" said Robert Foxworth.

"Sepia still has her purse and both her purse and her pocketbook have GPS tracking devices in them that Peeping Tom gave us...I can pinpoint where she actually is." I said.

Chris smiled, Chess ,Chance Howard and Donald Smooth smiled... Robert Foxworth looked at his wife who was still upset....

"This guy...this guy is always on top of his game..." said Robert Foxworth.


II-



Inside the van...Peeping Tom and Lockpick Johnson were able to pinpoint where Sepia
was.....Turns out ,it was in a completely different part of town than where I was supposed to meet Raif Collins in two hours...

I directed Peeping Tom, Lockpick Johnson, Owen Todd and Clerow to drive near the drop site , park two blocks away and sit tight....Sean Jackson  was on his way there now in a rental car....

I was taking my car and heading toward where Sepia was being held.... Kool Kat would be following me there in his SUV....

Raif Collins was in for the shock of his life....




The row house was in Mt. Airy...It was in the middle of a small block.... The tracking device in Sepia's cell phone and her purse led me right to it....Raif Collins was not the most intelligent of my adversaries....I doubt he figured out that you could track a person through their phone..

Kool Kat actually got to the house before I did...Like me...He had parked a few blocks away...

"Hey man...I've seen the house...The car they used is in the back....I counted two guys so far....Neither one of them is Raif....One is definitely Tabor and the other one just came over with what looked like groceries.." said the big man.

"You think Raif is in there?" I asked.

"I don't know..I didn't see him."said Kool Kat..

''Sepia could be anywhere." I said.

"Yeah I know..." said Kool Kat...

"We need a diversion." I said.

''What kind?" he asked..

"The kind that Big Chicken can provide." I said.

"Big Chicken??" he asked...

"Give me your phone." I said.

Kool Kat shook his head and laughed.

III-


Within thirty minutes she walked up to Kool Kat's car....His eyes nearly came out of his head....She had a trench coat on and high heels, but when she opened that trench coat, my lord!!!!!...So much body on one woman....Black fishnets , a black thong and a black bra...

"Which one of you is Kevin?" she said.

"I am." I said.

"What do you need?" she asked.

"That's a loaded question doll." said Kool Kat....

She saw what he was looking at and she closed her trenchcoat....

"You gots to pay to play darlin." she said.

I peeled off a couple of hundreds....

"Easy money darlin...just go up and ring  that door bell and get those guys to come to the door...Kool Kat...go around the back and see if you can get in through the driveway." I said.

"I'm on it Kev, but I'd much rather follow her." he said.

She smiled...

"Oh by the way...My name is Cubana...Cubana Jones..." she said.

"Pleased to meet you baby." I said.

"Yes lawddd!!!" said Kool Kat.

She looked at him and laughed herself.

"Your boy is cute, but he looks like trouble." she laughed.

"He is." I said and winked at her..."But you know that." I said.

Cubana chuckled. Kool Kat was all teeth, just grinning.

Cubana rang the doorbell-

"Hey Tommy..Tommy come on now, you got me out of bed on my day off to come over here now come on.....This gotta be quick." she said.

A man came to the door...

"You got the wrong address baby.." he said , then he looked at her and smiled...

"But it could be the right address...heh heh heh." he smiled.

I put Kool Kat's riot pump shot gun right in his face...

"You know what this is?  This is instant death..get your hands up and get inside." I said. Cubana had a little .22...She pulled it out and aimed it at him also....

He was startled...I took two guns and a knife off of him and marched him into the living room where Sepia was sitting ,tied to a chair....

"Untie her!" I snapped....

Just then the second gunman , Mikel Tabor appeared with a .45 aimed at us.

"How did you find this place?" he exclaimed....

Kool Kat stuck his .44 magnum in his ribs...

"A little birdie told us." he snarled... Mikel Tabor looked like the cat that was caught swallowing the canary!

We tied both of them up and called the police. They both looked like they were about to cry.

Sepia smiled and gave me a big long juicy kiss...



"I wasn't worried...I knew you'd find me lover." she said.

Cubana smiled-

"Awww that's so sweet, that's the kind of love I want." she said.

Kool Kat was getting ready to say something...I looked at him...

"Walter, don't!" I said.

The Big man smiled.

IV-


Raif Collins was not in the house...The two gunmen were Mikel Tabor, 28 and Chester Riley, 27....both had multiple warrants on them for an assortment of crimes...Now they could add kidnapping to it!

I suspected that Raif wanted to kill me himself when I delivered the money to him...I had a half hour to make the drop...He didn't know that he no longer had anything to bargain with...

Sepia was safe and his two stooges were locked up!  This dummy was still setting up in those abandoned projects....

I thanked Cubana and told her to personally thank Big Chicken for his help....She smiled and said-

"Thank you too Mr. Kevin and take care of that wife of yours..." she said.

I promised her I would...

Kool Kat and I met up with the guys near the projects a little while later.

"It's two guys Kev....Raif is in there and his cousin...Charlie Collins, who is in the plaza..." said Owen Todd....

"You got Sepia?" asked Peeping Tom.

"Yeah..she's good and we turned two goons over to the cops..."I said.

"Kev...Raif has an M-16 with a laser site...He's set up right across from the square where you drop off the money...He was planning to kill you as soon as you dropped the money off..." said Sean Jackson.

"Yeah, I figured as much ,when I didn't find him at that house. Clerow, Owen..Come with me...Kool Kat, take Charlie down." I said...

"With pleasure boss man!" smiled Kool Kat...


Clerow, Owen and I entered the projects from the back and scaled the steps...We quietly walked down the back landing...

"What is goin on with those guys....I been callin and callin and nobody has answered." said Raif Collins...He yelled out the window to his cousin...

"Hey Charlie...You get through to Tabor?"

''Nah...I been callin and callin for an hour now... and nothin...You think somethin went wrong?" he asked.

"What could go wrong?...They on the other side of town...He thinks we got her here..He will never know...cause he aint gonna walk out of here alive." snarled Raif.

"After we slump Kevin what are we gonna do with the babe?" he asked.

"Kill her...she's seen all of our faces.." he said.

"Not a good thing to do Raif...It's not honorable ." I said.

He spun around in shock...

"YOU!!!!  YOU???  But how?  Charlie, call the guys, tell em to kill his wife." he yelled.

"I don't think that will happen...See, my wife is safe and your boys are uh in jail....It's all over Raif...." I said.

"Nooooo.Nahhhhhhhhhhhhh...nooooooooooooo..How did you know? Noooooo!" he yelled, He was like a petulant child...He stomped his foot and then he went for his .45...bad mistake...

Clerow, Owen Todd and I opened fire...He was hit at least 7 or 8 times....

"ARgggggggggggggggggggggggh, I don't believe it..I've been shot!" he moaned and he fell out of the window, down into the courtyard.....

Charlie, his cousin was stunned.....He whipped out his gun...

"Sorry Charlie......drop that heater or you'll be just as dead." said Kool Kat who aimed his .44 magnum at his head....Charlie was no fool, he dropped his gun and Kool Kat tied him up....

"Game ,Set, Match Big homie." said Kool Kat...

I smiled....

"Somebody call the police and the medical examiners office." I said.

V-



I sat in Kool Kat's escalade the next night.... A red Seville with a white top drove up...
Kool Kat let his window down.... Rollo Jones was driving....Big Chicken was in the back....A man I did not know got out and walked over to us...He passed me an envelope...

Big Chicken smiled....

"Thanks Kev...It would have been increasingly hard to do business with that crazy Raif Collins on the loose, trying to kill me and you...Thanks again." he said.

"Thank you for Cubana." I said.

''Yesss lawdd." said Kool Kat

He laughed...Rollo Jones smiled.

"Yeah she is pretty persuasive." he mused...."Oh and before I forget, I got a tip for you on that uh other problem you have." he continued.

"You found Bob" Big Butt" Thornton?" I asked.

"Not exactly, but I got a scope on his point man...Philly Joe...You grab him, he'll lead you to Big Butt and his hitman." he said and the man passed me another envelope.

I smiled....

"Wow, you're full of surprises tonight Big Chicken." I said.

"Merry Christmas Kev" he said.   He and Rollo Jones smiled and the three of them drove away into the Philadelphia night!


(To Be Continued....)

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Hole In His Soul




Monday Morning started off with a bang... I called Kool Kat and told him that our old friend Big Chicken was back in town and I suggested that we pay him a friendly visit... The big man laughed...and said that he'd be waiting for me outside of his house...He was bringing Owen Todd along too....

Owen and I parked in front of his house... Kool Kat was standing on his front steps with a tumbler of Dunkin Donuts coffee when a badly painted sedan sped around the corner at top speed...It stopped at the opposite corner and backed up...A man wearing jeans, sneakers and a black stocking cap got out with a pump shot gun!!!

I saw it just in time...I yelled....

''Big man, look out!"

Didn't have to tell Kool Kat twice... he ducked, just before the gunman cut loose, blasting his front door...

Owen Todd and I opened up on him...He spun around and fired at us...Kool Kat cut loose with his .44 magnum!

His shot hit the gunman in the chest! He fell backward into the car..... The driver leaped out and began firing at Owen and I , who dropped down and crawled behind a car...

''When I count to three Owen...give him somethin he can feel." I said.

''Got'cha Kev..." he said.

"One...two...three." I said...

We both opened fire on the driver..I hit him in the shoulder....Owen hit him in the side... He got back in the car and floored it....taking off and leaving a trail of blood and broken glass...

Kool Kat, Owen and I all stood up...a crowd of people began to come out....Chelsea came out of the house in her night gown...

"Oh my God...Walter what happened??" she screamed.....

"I don't know...Get back in the house...Keep the door locked and if anybody tries to come in....take that gun I bought you and blow they brains out." he said.

She did as she was told...We all drove back to my house where Clerow and Lockpick Johnson were standing...

"Hey guys what's up?" I asked...

"Kev...two goons tried to kidnap me... I was in one of my apartments, showing a customer or who I thought was a customer an apartment and he pulled a gun on me...or tried to....I got the best of him and shot him in the shoulder...Another guy attempted to run up on me , but Lockpick shot at him and they both jumped in a car and pulled off!" he said.

"Yeah Kev...I just happened to be in the neighborhood , when I heard the shots and saw the commotion." said Lockpick Johnson....

"Kev what's up?" asked Kool Kat....

"Bob "Big Butt"Thornton is out of jail and in town....He's recruiting soldiers to take me out....He's got good intelligence....Most of my adversaries don't even know about you guys." I said.

"Yeah, but these guys did...They knew where to find us and where you'd be at." said Owen Todd.

"Yeah, more than just a co-incidence." I mused.

"I thought you said that Big Chicken was out of jail?" asked Kool Kat...

"He is, but this wasn't him...He's a pimp....not really a gangster." I said.

"Still, you are responsible for him going to jail...." said Kool Kat...

"Nahhh...He was over that..besides...he asked to see me and how did he know I was going to see you? No ,this was somebody else." I said.

II-




"Kevin, your house has been compromised.." said Peeping Tom as he used a "sweeper" an electronic device that discovers bugging devices...to "clean" my house of all of the bugs...video and audio.... He took a look at my smartphone...

"Somebody broke in your house....and they bugged it...they also cloned your cell phones...That's how they knew where you were going to be and your appointments...If you've talked to any of your friends....then whoever did this knew about it....Your house is clean now....and apparently they didn't know about the micro-cameras we planted in here...We've got a photo of your assailant!" he said.

Sure enough, we had a clean photo of the man who broke into my house and wired it....I didn't recognize him.

We all went to my office, which had also been bugged....and we went through my files , which had probably been looked at and copied... Once again...we got a nice clean copy of the man...the same man who had broken into my home...He was good.

I told my guys to stay vigilant and close to the phone..that I'd call them when I needed them...I told Kool Kat.

"Tonight...we pay Chicken a visit..."

The big man nodded.

III-


Once more ,I was at Robert Foxworth's office...With the help of Chance and Cole, I checked the P.I. Licensces of  several people in the area and came up with the name that matched the face... Pete Berger...of Berger Investigations... He was a sleazy, but good Private Investigator who had a hole in his soul where his morals had once been....He'd do anything for a quick buck and it didn't matter who he was working for.

"Pete Berger eh?  I know him...He did some work for me years ago...very sleazy, but good  at what he does...You think he's in bed with Bob "Big Butt" Thornton?" asked Robert Foxworth.

"Yeah, this had "Big Butt" written all over it.Very well planned...Berger gave him the book on me, my friends, where I live, where I work and his two crews attempted to wipe us all out." I said.

"What are you going to do now Kev?" asked Chance.

"I'm going to visit a sleazy Private Eye" I said.

"I'll go with you." said Chance Howard.

I looked at Robert...He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders...

"How about you junior?" I said, looking at Cole...

"Next time Big Kev...I'm due in court this afternoon" laughed the young Attorney.

I didn't have time to fetch my guys...So I took Chance along...


When Chance and I drove to Peter Berger's office ,it was quite obvious that he was not going to be able to tell us anything....He was dead...Police were all around....I asked the detective on duty what happened...

"He's a P.I. Like you....I guess somebody was dis-satisfied with his work....He got out of his car and somebody filled him full of lead..."said the detective.

"Wow!" I said. Instead of a hole in his soul...he had several holes in his body...I thought to myself.

Chance and I left....but I made a mental note to return to this office later on.

IV-



Against my better judgement, I went to see "Harlon "Big Chicken" Pratt without him...Kool Kat was going to be livid...but I didn't have time to go and get him..Big Chicken was where else...In his office on top of the check cashing / chicken and waffles joint.....I knocked on the door and Rollo Jones, his number two man opened the door...

''Oh hey Kevin." he said.

"Hey Rollo." I said and walked in.

"Big Chicken...How long has it been ?" I said as I entered his small office...

Harlon"Big Chicken" Pratt, pimp extroidinare looked at me and smiled..

"Kevin Morris....You mean to tell me that you're still alive?" he said and laughed at his own joke.

"For the time being.." I said.

"Yeah ,I heard about your little rowdy dow this morning....They found an old badly painted sedan and two bullet riddled playas in it...and they found two other playas on the other side of town , shot up too...Guess you've been busy huh?" he laughed.

"Not me...but somebody has been busy..We didn't kill any of those guys..We wounded them, but not badly...and I'm guessin you're going to tell me who, right?" I asked.

"Well, one...Raif Collins escaped from prison last week.....He's gunnin for you and me...See...he always blamed me for him being booted out of Stanga and sent back to do hard time...and he blames you for him bein in prison in the first place...so we got a common enemy."said Big Chicken.

''Yeah...but today's attacks and the bugging of my home and office wasn't him..." I said.

"Nope...That was a playa named Bob "Big Butt" Thornton, who also got released a few weeks ago...Man, when you make enemies Kev, you make heavyweights...This guy has major juice on the streets...He's really got it bad for you..." said Big Chicken...

"Okay, now tell me something I don't already know...He hired a P.I. to bug my house and my office...He tried to take out all of my associates...and failing at that, what might he do next?" I asked.

"Well, he cleaned up that mess..It's my guess that he'll strike at someone close to you or eventually kill you...At least he's not after me."he said.

''You're all heart Big Chicken." I said.

"Look ,I originally wanted to hire you to find and eradicate our mutual friend, Raif Collins...." but that was before I found out that Bob "Big Butt" Thornton had a bounty on your head..." he said.

"I'll take that money...and I'll return Raif Collins to prison." I said.

"Sure of that? You might not live long enough to run into Raif Collins." said Big Chicken.

"Let me worry about that." I said.  "Who do you think he'll get to do me? " I asked.

"I don't know for sure...but there is a guy in town...a real psychopath...his name is Clinton "Deadeye"Williams...They say he never misses....That would be my guess." he said.

"And of course, you don't know where any of these people lay their heads right?" I asked.

"Come on....I just got out of the joint...I don't hear the streets that well.." he said.  Rollo Jones just shrugged his shoulders.

Just then, my smartphone vibrated.....I answered it...It was Bonita Foxworth and she was hysterical...

"Kevin....Kevin...Some guy just kidnapped Sepia....at gunpoint!!! You gotta find her." she said.

"WHAT??" I screamed...

"We were coming from lunch and he drove up in a jeep...He had another guy with him...They pulled out .45's and they took Sepia at gunpoint...." she said.

"I'll be right there." I said.

"Something to matter?" asked Big Chicken.

"My wife has been kidnapped." I said.

"Big Butt is on the move." he said.

Chance and I rushed out of his office and down the steps and got into my car...

(DEFINITELY TO BE CONTINUED.......)

Monday, September 24, 2012

Old Homes Week


A crisp autumn Saturday.... Sepia and I were off from work..as were most of our friends...We put on our work out clothing and went for a nice crisp run in the nearby park...I practiced my katas....kickboxing exercises and did a little shadow boxing...Sepia did squat thrusts, push ups, sit ups and some katas....I had begun training her a little bit a few months ago...She really took to it...I smiled as I watched her...


She was wearing some really tight spandex form fitting work out shorts and a sports bra and I halfway noticed a few guys stopping to look at her....One guy nearly fell off of his bike...I just laughed in amusement and how utterly unaware she seemed to be of the havoc she was causing...

Around Noontime...we stopped...had some water and some Gatorade!



"Ahhh Lover this is good , I needed this.." she sighed and smiled...

"Yeah ,me too!" I said...as I gulped down some water myself...


I hadn't taken on any cases lately...Instead my energy had been on getting this radio station up and going , overseeing my new magazine and my online sites for my newspaper, both of my magazines...and the blogs that I was managing....My company was starting to make money....and as I made more money, I worried less and less about my moonlighting job as a private investigator....In fact, sometimes I thought of giving it all up......and trying to lead a somewhat normal life.....but then again...knowing me...I'd get bored....No, I needed my double life....

II-






The shower water ran inside our house as Sepia and I enjoyed a nice blissful shower on this lovely Saturday afternoon , after we had finished working out...

We stood under the hot water kissing each other and fondling each other gently as soap ran down our backs and our fronts....Sepia gently touched my now rock hard erection......

"Oh my Goodness Kevin...I can't believe after nearly five years of marriage, I still  get you this excited." she mused....

I kissed her again passionately, not saying a word....


Within minutes we stood in the middle of our bedroom completely nude, dripping wet and embraced in a long , tender kiss...that grew hotter and more passionate by the second...

''Ohhhhhh baby, you feel so damn good" I moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhh Kevin, so do you baby....." she moaned...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." I moaned...

 "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." she moaned as we continued to kiss... I layed Sepia on the bed...I pressed the head of my pulsing penis into her dripping wet vagina, then pulled out again.She moaned...

"Ohhhh, don't tease me...ohhhh, give it all to me..."

 I entered her several more times like this, until I could feel her pushing harder and harder against me. I grabbed her hips, and pushed all the way into her. She gasped, ''OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD! OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU." as she jerked forward for a moment, then braced herself before thrusting her nice round behind back against my penis. I watched, as each thrust sent waves rippling through her like waves breaking on the shore. We went at it just like this for close to two hours..her moans gradually became louder and louder. I grabbed her hair from behind, and pushed her head into the pillow. Her arms reached for the headboard of the bed and gripped it tightly as her vagina contracted in orgasmic releases.


I felt  myself about to come, I thrust harder and harder into her welcoming flesh. I exploded with a wild abandon... The orgasm felt like it lasted several minutes, even though it was just seconds.She came violently too..Shaking and rattling the headboard against the wall. I collapsed on top of her, kissing the nape of her neck. She turned and began kissing me and rubbing my penis until I came again....like a gusher.......It seemed as if she was cumming too... "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, KEVINN.....Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu it felt so goooood.." she moaned as we both collapsed on top of each other...


We eventually fell asleep...a peaceful sleep...the calm before the storm that was coming!

III-



A Saturday Afternoon and Sepia and I are in Josie's having drinks with Robert Foxworth, and his wife Bonita, Sean Jackson and His wife, Sheila, Clerow and his wife, Corabeth , Harry Charles and his wife ,Bernadette and newlyweds, Mabel Jenkins Moore and her husband 88 and Reed Nelson and his wife Debbie...We had two tables with Barbecued Hot wings, Barbecued Spare Ribs, Nachos and Plenty of Beer.

Gus walked by our two combined tables and laughed....

"Look at this... the table of wedded bliss." he joked...

'I didn't know you were such a poet Gus." I joked..He laughed , then peered at Bernadette...

"When are you going to have that baby?" he asked.

"Not Soon enough Gus.." she said.

"She's due any day now." laughed Harry....

It was then that a guy I hadn't seen in awhile walked up to our table, Marco Gervay!.. Wanna be gangster, wanna be good guy...wanna be somebody!

''Hey Kev, Clerow, Attorney Foxworth...ladies!" he said and nodded...

"Marco Gervay...Haven't seen you around in awhile....Where have you been keepin yourself..jail?" I joked.

"Kevin...that's not nice." laughed my wife who playfully punched me in the arm...

"Nah Kev...Nah, nothin like that...In fact...I got a job...I've been workin...Up in South Philly..Makin pretty good dough...." he said.

"Hey uh Kev...I need a word with you!" he said and motioned me towards the door.

"Damn Marco....I'm in the middle of somethin here." I laughed...

"Kev...Please.." he said.

"Okay Marco...lead the way." I said and excused myself...

I followed him outside...

"Okay Marco what's up?" I asked.

"You might have some problems Kev." he said.

"Oh yeah? What kind?" I asked.

"Earlier this week...a big time playa named Bob "Big Butt" Thornton got released from prison....and he's back in Philly.." he said.

"Bob "Big Butt" Thornton!!!  How do you know him?" I asked.

"I don't...except that you know I drink at Ciro's and the Mermaid Club from time to time...He's got a point man...a guy named Philly Joe askin around about hitters..." said Marco...

"Hitters?  " I said.

"I still have a few friends in the game and you know..I keeps my ear to the wood and all and the word is out that he wants someone to do a job for him....and that job is YOU Kevin." he said.

"You heard this?" I asked.

"Yeah man...it's kind of hush hush...but in circles I swing in...the word is that he wants you dead." said Marco.

"I imagine he would." I said.

"You know him then?" asked Marco...

"Oh yes...I put him behind bars years ago...out in Cali....and recently....I busted up an operation he had goin on that was puttin money on his books in the joint..." I said.

"Damn Kev, when you make an enemy, you make an enemy." said Marco....

"Yeah, well it comes with the territory." I said.

"Oh yeah...Guess I should tell you also....Big Chicken came home this week too." he said.

"Marco, you're just full of good news aint you...How do you know that?" I asked...

"I saw him last night...Rollo Jones through him a big comin home party at the Mermaid Club..." said Marco.

"Anything else?" I asked....

"Yeah...Big Chicken wants to see you soon...I got that from his mouth last night and do you remember a guy named Raif Collins?" he asked.

''Yeah..He's doin life for murder...I sent him away too." I said....

"Well , he's escaped from prison.....He's on the loose....and uh from what Big Chicken told me..He isn't too fond of you." said Marco....

''Wonderful.." I said.

"Looks like for you, this is old homes week huh?" asked Marco.

''Yeah...lovely isn't it?" I said

"Man, aint this somethin? Sorry to be the bringer of bad news." he said.

"Yeah, but I do appreciate the heads up." I said and peeled off a couple of twenties.

"Thanks Kev...Anything else you need for me to do?" he asked.

"Just keep your ears open and be careful...We probably shouldn't be out here in the open talking like this.." I said.

"Yeah, you right...Well let me get on then." he said. "Be easy Kev."

"Always." I said.

Like I said...This was the calm before the storm!





(TO BE CONTINUED.......)

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Burt's Redemption






Josies was crowded tonight....But at the booth tonight there was the absence of the fellas...Kevin,Clerow, Sean Jackson, Kool Kat ,Owen Todd.....even Chris Thompson, Chess and Donald Smooth were visibly absent....

Paris, Blake, Chance Howard, Cole and their girlfriends were absent tonight too...Perhaps they had all found someplace else to go...

Holding court tonight though was the ladies...Kevin's wife, Sepia, Bernadette, Harry Charles's wife  who was nearly nine months pregnant, Bonita Foxworth, wife of Attorney Robert Foxworth, Corrie Hamilton, Clerow's wife,  her sisters Anita Jenkins and newlywed ,Mabel Jenkins Moore all sat at a booth with Bernadette.....Also present was Sylvia... a young lady who was new to the group....

"I can't wait until I have this baby...so I can get my fly figure back like you girls.." said Bernadette....

''Aww Bern ,don't worry about it...Nobody's judging you." said Mabel.

"That's right...this is your first child." added Bonita.





"Everybody...This is my friend Sylvia....She and I grew up in West Orange together...She moved here a couple of years back " said Sepia as she introduced her friend to the group.

''A couple of years back?  You moved here a couple of years back." laughed Bernadette...

''So did we all" said Mabel, talking about herself and her sisters Corabeth and Anita.  Even Bonita was from another town....Of the group....Only Bernadette was a native born Philadelphia girl.

''So what made you all stay?"asked Sylvia...

"Sex and Money!" laughed Bernadette.

"You're in rare form tonight girlfriend." laughed Bonita...

"I'm nine months pregnant...I have no form." laughed Bernadette...

"It's true.." said Sepia..."I came here with no job and no man.....I met and married Kevin and then I met Bonita and we started a business together...Bonita moved here for good once she met and married Robert...Mabel started a business here and married "88" and Corrie married Clerow, who had settled here."
said Sepia...

"And Anita is hooked up with a Philly Lawyer." said Bernadette.

"Yeah...well I got a job, a piece of job, but no man yet.Sometimes I think about leaving Philly and going back to West Orange or maybe New York City."laughed Sylvia...who had let her hair down and was wearing contacts instead of her glasses..




''Any job is better than no job in this economy girl. Don't worry .a man will come.." said Bonita knowingly....They all laughed...

II-




Burt Powell walked in Josies at just that moment....He hadn't been out in public for awhile...He was after all the "Naked Witness/Suspect" who had fled a murder scene in the buff...He had been the laughing stock of the nation for awhile....Tonight he was well dressed and smelling great...a fact that was not lost on the ladies...

"Isn't that Burt Powell, the naked man?" asked Sepia...

"He's not naked now...and I wouldn't mind seeing him naked...he is fine." said Anita.....Her older sisters Mabel and Corrie giggled...

"That's Naked Burt...I know him." said Sylvia, but she had never seen him looking this good...Fresh haircut, hint of a beard, nice suit and nice smelling cologne...She was attracted to him...She couldn't believe it..When he had dated her late friend...They both used to laugh at what a geek he was...He certainly didn't look like a geek tonight.

He spotted Sylvia and walked over to her...

"Hi Sylvia." he said.

''Hi Burt" she replied...

Sepia and Bonita nudged each other...Mabel, Corrie and Anita smiled... Bernadette nodded her head..

"Looks like she'll be stayin in Philly Awhile." They all laughed to themselves..

III-




The D.J. played a few hot tunes and Sylvia and Burt danced until they were both sweaty....finally they stopped dancing and wound up by the bar...

"What are you drinking?" he asked.

"Vodka and Cranberry juice on the rocks." she said.

'Hey Gus...Vodka and Cranberry for my friend here and a Corona for me." he said.

"Burt....I see you got your pants on tonight." said Gus....a few people giggled...Burt was used to the ribbing...he wasn't upset..Something else would happen and soon people would forget all about what he did.

"You're not going to laugh Sylvia?" he said..

"No.....you've been through enough....Margaret treated you bad enough and then she gets murdered by that psychopath Chesly Greer.....No..It's not funny." she said.

"Wow...Coming from you...I am touched...I never thought you liked me much." said Burt.

"I don't dislike you Burt." she said.




''Here's your drinks Burt...Hey, I was just messin with ya..I didn't mean nothin by it." said Gus.

"Oh hey man...it's all good...Believe me...I've heard worse." said Burt...

They drank and they stood by the bar and talked for a good two hours... Sylvia never did return to the table with the girls....They didn't mind..They just looked at the two of them and smiled... A slow record came on...

''You want to dance Sylvia?"he asked.

"Yes...I like this." she said.

His cologne smelled absolutely divine to her, He was soft, gentle and he moved quite well...She felt a hint of an erection as the song got longer...she remembered that Margaret had told her how well endowed he was...
She felt herself getting all kinds of aroused and she didn't want to....but yet she was.....As if by reflex, she began kissing him passionately....He returned her passion as the song wore on...


She discreetly felt his pants....They stood out like a tent...She squeezed it.... She was impressed and amazed...

''We'd better stop all of this kissing...You're getting uh kind of excited.." she said.

Burt was kind of embarrassed...After the song, he walked up to the bar and took a seat...He wanted to calm down...

''Sorry Sylvia....I didn't mean..."he said.

"You don't have to be sorry...I'm excited too if you know what I mean?" she said and winked...

"You are?? I mean, you and me...??? I never thought you liked me at all." he said.

"Tonight, I like you, okay!!!You wanna get out of here and go to my place...I live closer." she said.

"Check please!!!"said Burt.

IV-





At Sylvia's apartment, Burt and Sylvia kissed passionately for close to thirty minutes....They were making out like two high school kids... Neither knew where this came from... He was right...the entire time he had dated Margaret...She had thought him a geek, a dork...She had never imagined this....but tonight...here she was kissing him like he was Adonis....

Sylvia began to run her fingers through Burt's hair, She was immediately turned on by its softness. She was getting moist, scratch that, She was wet, and to be honest, She had been moist since she saw first him tonight in Josies and she was only getting more aroused as Burt's tongue probed her mouth and his hands began their adventure.


They lay across her  bed...Burt still had on his boxer shorts, but his erection was so large that it was threatening to rip his shorts off...Sylvia gasped ,then giggled at the sight of his boxers extended like that.. She got on the bed and straddled him. She knew he could feel her moisture through his shorts, just as she could feel his penis growing and squirming, but she wouldn’t let him in until she was ready she reasoned.

"Uggggggggggggggggghhhhh....Oh my gooodness.." she moaned...

With both hands...he slipped her panties down and she slithered  out of them.....

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my goodness, look at you." Sylvia moaned..



She rose up just a bit, and with each retraction of her arms to his abs, She lowered back on him. With each lowering came a small grind. He tried to reach for her huge breasts...every man did, but Sylvia  pushed his hands away.  She gradually began speeding up, rubbing harder, landing harder and grinding stronger. It was definitely turning him on. He grabbed the pillows and began moaning, when he tried to move his hips in concert, she stopped him.

Finally , she stopped playing and lowered herself completely on to his massive erection....She thought she would scream as he nearly tore her apart....She moved up and down slowly and he palmed both of her butt cheeks and began to move her faster and faster....

She wanted to scream, but couldn't...





They found a nice rhythm and rocked like this for close to two hours...Sylvia experienced several orgasms in the meanwhile...She wondered when Burt was going to cum....He seemed to be going and going....Finally he came in a powerful eruption and she came again herself, surprisingly....and let out a yell neither of them had heard before....She felt herself trembling several times afterwords....






Burt continued to kiss Sylvia long afterwords...She liked that ...She smiled and finally rolled over on her back and began kissing him too...It wasn't long before she felt his massive erection again...He was pulling her legs apart and entering her again....

My goodness, she thought!! Margaret told her that he really knew how to handle his business...She wasn't lying.....And to think, she treated him like crap....A man that can make a woman feel like this in the bed?? She was crazy!! thought Sylvia as they went at it again...The bed rocking from side to side...The headboard nearly cracking!

''OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Burt...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH." she screamed....

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhh.." he grunted as he went about his business of pleasuring her..

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YOU FEEL SOO GOOOOOD." she cooed and moaned.

She came harder this time than she had the first time!!!!! She found herself exhausted afterwords!


"Burt..." she said.. "Yeah Slyvia?" he answered... "That was...whoooooo,that was incredible....but I'm spent...I ...Can we go to sleep now?" she asked.

"You mean I can spend the night?" he asked.

It was answers like that ,that probably made Margaret treat him badly....Some of his dorkishness was showing...Still, any man who could make her feel like this in the bed deserved some respect.

"Of course sweetie...It's nearly four in the morning...I wouldn't do you like that, especially after how you did me."  she said with a smile.

"It's just that Margaret used to...." he said, but she shushed him...Kissed him again slowly....


"Margaret is dead sweetie...This is me ." she said quietly.

"Sylvia?" he asked.

"Would you be my uh.....My girlfriend?" he asked .

" Yes sweetie.....I'm not going to let another woman get what I just got..." she replied...though she hadn't been used to being asked that by a guy so soon...

He lifted her up and she straddled his once again hard and huge erection......

"LAWDDDDD!" she moaned as he began entering her again...

"I'm going to have to get used to this, but I don't think it will be hard AT ALL!...ouuuuuuuuuuuu, not............ohhhhhhhhhh...at all...ohhhhhh MY GODDDD!" she screamed in ecstacy!



Sylvia lie on Burt's chest the next morning....totally satisfied....She would never call him "Naked Burt " or make fun of him again...She was his woman now and he was her man...as far as she was concerned...He had been redeemed in her eyes..and that was all that mattered...and yes...She was definitely staying in Philadelphia now!!!