There were ten women who stood on American soil for the first time, for nine of them they would endure nothing but pain and suffering until their very last breath, but for one Karen T., there would be a special memory that even a lifetime in a woman's prison cell would not be able to shake from her mind.

Times were tough and the evils of humanity knew no limits. If something could make you a quick dollar, then someone was out there willing to do it. That's why when a man approached these ten ladies and offered them many riches in order to walk around selling sex to various people in the American Mafia, they each accepted the deal in full. While Karen T. was one of the women who decided to take part in this practice, from the first time that Orko saw her, he knew that it was not the life that she was meant to live.

So with nothing but a dream, he started to walk towards her when out of the blue a less kind-hearted Karen quickly stepped in his way as if to ruin everything. Without any rhyme or reason, she started repeating the same lines over and over about singles in his area-- it was as if she was more robot than human, but Orko refused to quit as the beautiful love of his life was only inches away, and so he shouted out in a feeble attempt to get her attention and break the cycle.

"KAREN. KAREN PLEASE."

Even with all of the passion in his voice, she seemed to be completely unmoved and all of the ladies continued to repeat the same line they had been taught to say ad nauseam. This couldn't be how it ended? He wouldn't allow it, and fighting through the horde of ladies he was pushed and beaten but not deterred, they screamed into his ears about where to go if he wanted to find a single lady, but in his heart, he knew there was only one single lady for him, and although now he was laying on the floor nearly beaten to death, Karen T. was finally standing right above him.

"I never thought I'd... actually find you."

Reaching out to hold her hand, she looked down at him. Orko couldn't tell if it was disgust or a hopeful grin, but she finally showed some sort of emotion, and then she said the words.

"Meet single women in your area..."

His heart was shattered, did she not want him? Did she not love him the same that he had loved her for all of these minutes? Before he could beat himself up over the failure, it happened. Her hand brushed against his outstretched hand and for a moment nothing existed except for the two of them.

"Karen T.... I... I lo..."

"Grab her, she's one of them."

"Wait, no!"

A large group of police officers had descended onto the area and began rounding up every one of the sex peddlers. They called it an illegal activity, but there was nothing illegal about the romance he had shared with the beautiful and perfect Karen and he knew in his heart that one day she would return to him, and as she was dragged into the back of the police vehicle he gave her one last look; the type of look reserved only for your wife or maybe a super hot chick you'd see at the grocery store.

Karen T. + Orko, forever.

That's what he etched onto a large Oak tree in the city of Chicago as a way of commemoration, and now no one would ever forget the tale of lust and romance that permeated the Mafia for at least a few hours., "You know, I never did get to know your last name." he sighed while staring at the words.

It had been a year now since Karen T. was last seen on these shores and Orko had long been murdered in some sort of war or takedown or whatever, but the history of the mafia was not important right now. What was important was the love story and all that had come with it: did Orko and Karen T. stay together? Did she ever get out of prison? 

Title Card: WHERE ARE THEY NOW? THE LOVE STORY FOR THE AGES.

"So what do you think? Would you be able to run a series about this?" 

"On what? The radio?"

"No, the television. Come on, its going to only keep getting bigger, and this story needs to be told. Trust me. When I was younger I followed around Orko for nearly two years to get the scoop. Let me tell it."

"I'm sorry kid, but no one wants this."

"You know, I have very influential friends in some pretty low places... I'm sure you've heard the rumors."

Before any more conversation could be had, the man in the expensive suit was shaking Gnoch's hand and signing off on what would be the news piece of the year. Or would it be a hit piece? Completely devaluing the love that Orko and Karen shared? There seemed to be nefarious reasons behind the making of this tell-all and I'd get to the bottom of it.

"So how does it sound, eh? I've been stalking this Gnoch guy for years and I know he has some deeper reason for making this series. Let me spill the beans on the whole thing." the detective rubbed his hands anxiously while waiting for a response from the executive.

"Rex, is it? Sure, I'll let you tell your expose... but I get full creative control on how its told, we need drama."

So there it was, an expose on a news story. Everything was going exactly to plan, which is why I wanted to blow the whole thing for dear old Rex here. I know why he hates Gnoch and I want to tell the entire story, but first I would need to get the approval of an executive at the radio station so that I could tell MY side of the story.

"No, no, fuck you. I can't keep doing this... get the fuck out of my office before I call the police."