Jonathan never mentioned the organization, I did. He had only said that he didn’t want the death traced back to him. With suspicion clouding my thou...ghts, I checked out Marcus. His whole name was Marcus Sandoval, Jr., son of the crime boss Jonathan worked for. He was brilliant, he had started his company and amassed millions without help from his father, but also without denying the family connection. Most within the organization thought that he would take over for his father when the time was. Pieter turned toLeo. ?So, your model decides to take off. She turns up in the USA. She wants to find some fame and fortune.Is that new? It?s difficult of course when you have a picture half finishedlike this but what can we artists do? That?s models for you.? ?It?s not likethat,? said Leo with a determined look on his face. He tugged irritably at hisbeard. ?No, something else is going on. There have been others. Not seen onthis show but there have been others. Ingres has losta model. Velazquez. Garman chuckled. “You are correct. I am a merchant, not a man of charity. I supplied food for the Coalition. Until they decided they did not need to pay for food because they had weapons and I had a few weak Worshiper guards,” Garman said, pointing to the big man that led Axel out of the crowd. “I have learned how to deal with such brutes. I poisoned the food and fled while they emptied their bowels. Along the way I picked up all these wandering souls.” The others around the merchant gave a. He said his goodbye to him and turned away. A short while later he found himself sitting at his desk thinking about Jeff taking care of Julie’s pussy. In his mind he could hear her screams as she orgasmed under the deep penetration of Jeff’s cock. It hurt him but it also made him hard. Julie called him from the airport at lunch time. It was just a brief call telling him that she was about to board the aircraft. “And my surprise?” he asked her. She giggled, “You will have to wait and see,”.