"It's not within me to not want vengeance for those men. There are hundreds of generations of Sicilians in my makeup that demand, very forcefully, wha...t I should do to those who hurt me or mine. I thought I was doing a public service; that it was relatively risk free. We were careful, I thought. Kennedy predicted this exact scenario; she warned me what would happen. And I thought we were too smart, too careful."And you know, as bad as my ordering men to engage in 'civic duty, ' my coming here to. Not very many people go there, except for (mostly) lonely men. I've never seen cops there. When I drove in there was only one car there. A middle aged man was lying on a blanket getting some sun. He is quite good looking, slim and with a lot of gray chest hair, which I love. He was only wearing some loose shorts. I was wearing a tee shirt and shorts. I slowly approached him. He smiled and said hello. I ask if I could lie down near him, he said sure. We chatted awhile and then he said. It takes a couple of tugs and you find you need to hold the top of the pants to gain purchase. Finally, it glides down. You grasp the waist of the pants and slowly slither them down my legs. I notice that your eyes are staring fixedly at a certain portion of my anatomy. I quietly chuckle to myself and silently hope you won’t be disappointed. I’m only moderately erect now. Not flaccid, but not full. The pants are now gathered around my ankles. I don’t move. You need to call the next. First because her beauty was naturally pleasing and second because her appearance indicated that she was a person of importance, not the maid or serving wench I had first taken her for.Her dress was made of red silk, with a matching jacket of sorts split in the middle, worn over her skirt. If there were any doubts of her wealth and status, the amount of gold brocade on the jacket and the lace adorning her sleeves would have dispelled the question.“But please, je m’excuse for my rudeness,” I.