I'll clean the house, I'll...I'll learn how to cook, I promise! I'll...I'll..." She dissolved into incoherent sobs, her head against his thigh, her sh...oulders shaking.She felt her arms being gently disengaged as he knelt down to face her, taking her hands in his own. He waited for her to raise her eyes to his. "You belong to me," he began, softly. "You are my most precious possession." He reached up to cup her face in hands and used his thumbs to brush away the tears as he continued, "But that's. " You're right," Carrie admitted. "And I'm sorry. I was trying so hard to be funny and cool that I pushed things farther than I meant to. I'll talk to her either today or tomorrow and set things straight."I nodded my agreement."Are you really pissed off at me?" Carrie wondered."I think pissed off is too strong a term," I answered. "I agree that things got out of hand and I'm glad you recognize it. I hope you realize how much influence you have on Kasey." I do," Carrie said solemnly."I don't. I wanted this from our first date. Third date is the charm.”She was a vigorous lover and even though her titties were small, compared to, say Mary Beth or some of the girls who sported double-Ds already at 16, they were really sensitive and she came three times before I finally unleashed a load. Geneive collapsed on top of me, protected by my arm from hitting her head on the steering wheel. She just lay there panting until I started to shrink out of her and reached down to grab the condom.She. Whitey been telling me what to do all my life. Fuck that.”Gertie looked at him impassively. I know it was my imagination, but the pimp seemed to shrink a little.“Why I want to pay Harold rent? I kin buy my own building.”Gertie sat back down. I remained standing. She said, “Can you? Really? I’m sure you have enough money. But how do you explain where that money came from? To the FDIC? The SEC? IRS?”I knew enough to understand she was dropping alphabet references to make the dirty-money argument.