There was clear evidence in his Limehouse buildings that the site had been used for the trafficking of women abducted from various parts of the countr...y. The remnants of clothing and personal possessions would at least enable the police to identify some of those from their Missing Persons list. A Royal Navy frigate had been sent from Chatham in pursuit of the junk but fog in the estuary had allowed the Chinese vessel to elude its pursuers. One could only feel sympathy for those women trapped. The rules were simple. Either of them would often and secretly masturbate with every intention of reaching orgasm. But they had to do so with the other person somewhere in the house at least while they did. If caught, then the "catch-ee" as they'd joked, got to name the price of catching them. Which as Dale thought about it wouldn't have been a bad thing at all, doing his wife "Doggy-style" as she'd termed it, but that was part of the game too. Being honest, as they had to be with one another. " Satan said, "What do you mean by that?" They said, "My generation put men on the moon. My generation rules the fucking world of porn .We decide who wins the match and who loses." Satan said, "Did you wear a mask when sent for me? Did I think you were Germans when I put you on the moon? No, you well know that your fathers were called the holy people, and I was the devil. You men came to me, to my house. And since you're gonna start talking shit to me in my own house, I want you to land this. It made him feel like he was a pervert to be banging his Aunt Gina so hard and so often. The kinky things he did to her beautiful heart-shaped ass and her willing mouth should be for the young chicks like the 5 Conte sisters who lived next door.The better part of valor with regard to the Conte sisters was to "Cool it" as he had already gotten two of them pregnant. Their father was not Sal's buddy any longer. In fact, Sal was relieved to have the juice of his Uncle Vinnie to keep the Irish union.