~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

Take Out Paulie

When Billy got to Hotel California in the morning Silk was already in her office with a plan to put Paulie Russo out of business.

"Good morning." Billy greeted and yawned as he walked into the office. "Where's James?"

"He's going to pick up a couple of goons to cover the back alley behind Vincent's." Silk answered and took a drink of her coffee. "You look tired. Did the boys keep you up late?" Billy's two sons were energetic toddlers who often didn't go to sleep when their parents told them it was bedtime.

"No, not the boys this time." Billy answered and sat down on the couch. "Mary Jane had a craving for cookies and ice cream at midnight and we didn't have any so I had to go to the supermarket." The family man lit a cigarette and asked, "What's the plan to take out Paulie?"

"We're going to make it look like an accident." Silk answered and explained the details. "Paulie usually goes to the restaurant everyday at noon. He has two bodyguards. The only employees in the restaurant are a cook and a waitress. I talked to them last night. They hate how Paulie has been running his uncle's restaurant into the ground and they're more than happy to help us. They're going to make sure no customers are there when we show up."

The mobster paused to take a drink of coffee and light a cigarette.

"James is going to stay outside as our look out in front of the restaurant. The goons will watch the back alley. You and I are going to go in the restaurant. I'll pop the two bodyguards and you wack Paulie. The cook is going to start a grease fire then we'll get the fuck out of there. I already talked to the fire inspector downtown and paid him off. When the smoke clears his crew will find whatever is left of Paulie and the two bodyguards. The inspector's report will say they died in the fire and the cause of the fire was electrical."

"Good plan." Billy commented. "Paulie is a lowlife schmuck."

Silk nodded to agree with her associate and looked at her watch. "James is probably at his apartment by now with the goons. Let's go there and go over the plan one more time."

When they walked downstairs Silk noticed the jukebox salesman, Bernard Weston at the bar. Over the years he was a frequent guest at the hotel.

"Hello, Mr. Weston." Silk called out and waved. "Billy and I are going to an important meeting. When we get back can we pick new records  for the jukebox?"

"Certainly." The salesman answered and smiled. "I'll be here all day."

As they walked towards the door to leave Hotel California Silk looked over at Billy and said, "I wonder if Mr. Weston has heard any new stories about you."

Billy laughed and opened the door. "I love the one he heard in Texas about me wacking sixty people and blowing up a bank."

~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

Blaze of Glory

Parked in front of Hotel California was a car with four men inside. One of them was Paulie Russo. When Billy walked out of the hotel followed by Silk close behind him Paulie said, "Get them!" The other three men quickly got out of the car and opened fire.

Billy fell back against Silk and they both fell to the ground. Bullets sprayed across the front of the hotel breaking windows and causing people inside to scream. On the ground Silk took out her gun and fired at the men on the sidewalk. She killed one and the other two hurried back into the car. As the car raced away Silk stood up and ran into the street. The mobster fired her gun at the car over and over until it was out of bullets.

"COME ON, BILLY!" Silk yelled towards the hotel and reached into her pocket for bullets to reload her gun. "LET'S GO!" She ran to her car and glanced back for her associate, but he wasn't there. "COME ON, BILLY!" Silk shouted again.

As the mobster yelled for her associate Bernard Weston slowly walked out of the hotel and stopped when he saw Billy on the ground.

When Silk saw the look on the salesman's face she ran to the front of the hotel and stared in shock at Billy's bullet riddled chest.

Bernard knelt down next to Billy, touched his bloody chest and quietly said, "He's dead."

Silk shook her head because she didn't want to believe it then fell to her knees and whispered, "Billy." With tears in her eyes she crawled over to her dead associate and repeated his name. She couldn't believe the man she spent years working with and was just talking to and laughing with a few minutes earlier was dead. She opened her mouth to say him name again, but nothing came out except uncontrollable sobs.

As tears streamed down her face Silk slammed her fist on the ground and cursed, "Damn it!" She slowly sat up, pulled Billy up against her chest and put her arms around him, not caring if his blood got on her. "Billy." The mobster said again and sobbed, "Billy... Billy The Kid."

For several minutes Silk sat there holding Billy and repeating his name. When she noticed the jukebox salesman was still there she took a deep breath and said, "Billy loved the stories people told about him. When you leave here, Mr. Weston I want you to tell a new story at every stop you make."

Silk hugged Billy and kissed his forehead then closed her eyes and whispered, "You'll be remembered forever, Billy The Kid. People will tell their grandchildren stories about you."

The mobster opened her eyes, cleared her throat and looked at the salesman.

"Tell people the legendary trigger man, Billy The Kid killed over one thousand, no... over two thousand people from New York to Los Angeles. Tell them you witnessed the death of the legend. Say it took fifty hitters, no... one hundred fifty hitters to shoot him down and tell them..." Silk paused as her eyes filled with tears again. "Tell them Billy The Kid went down in a blaze of glory in front of Hotel California."

~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

Rest In Peace, Billy The Kid

~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

Back To Business

It was a week since Billy was murdered in cold blood in front of Hotel California. In her office Silk tried to work on the books, but couldn't concentrate. Billy's handwriting in the books made her think about him. The mobster felt like a part of her was missing since Billy died. After working with him for years it was hard to not see the trigger man in the hotel every day.

A knock on the door made Silk close the books and she gladly pushed them to the side. "Come in." She called out. The door opened and Mary Jane walked in. Silk immediately stood up to greet Billy's widow. "Mary Jane, Hi, how are you?"

"Hi Cali Girl." Mary Jane replied and answered, "I'm okay, how are you?"

"Fine." The mobster said and pointed at the couch. "Have a seat." Silk waited for Mary Jane to sit down then she sat on a chair near the couch. "How are the boys?"

"They're okay too." Mary answered about her and Billy's two sons. "Still asking about their daddy everyday. He spoiled them rotten." Although it made Silk sad to hear about the kids missing their father Mary Jane smiled. "I'll talk about him everyday so they never forget him."

"Good." Silk commented then repeated what she told already told Mary Jane several times since Billy died. "If you and the kids need anything at all let me know."

"I want to hire a new crew to start filming again." Mary Jane said, referring to their porn film production company. "It's been a few months since our last films were released. If we don't make money peddling smut another company will."

"Alright." Silk quietly answered and assumed working was Mary Jane's way of dealing with losing Billy. "When you have time will you help me with the books? I can't make any sense of them. After all these years I don't know anything about running this place. First you helped me then... " The mobster paused and whispered, "Billy."

Mary Jane sighed and said, "Silk, Billy wouldn't want you to sit around being depressed over him."

"I know." The mobster and gestured to the door. "It's hard to believe he's not going to walk in any minute."

After they chatted awhile Mary Jane went to the desk and started working on the books. Silk offered to help, but Mary Jane shooed her away. The mobster walked downstairs and went to the bar. In the lobby she saw her associate James on the phone. When he finished the call he joined Silk at the bar and said, "That was Marty." James explained. "He wants us to get rid of a couple of bums sleeping in the alley behind the pool hall."

"Let's go." Silk replied and smiled at her associate.

Detroit Airport

Almonette stepped off the plane, and was incredibly glad to be home.  After an urgent call from her boss, Don Mudkip she was antsy to get back to her daughter and Silk.  Her boss didn't give her any details, just that she needed to come back as soon as possible.  As she walked by the baggage claim she laughed and felt bad for the poor saps waiting around for their luggage. The one useful thing I learned from Martina, she thought, how to travel lightly.

The mobster was barely done with her thought when she was approached by several members of Airport security.  Oh great, the rent-a-cop brigade. She thought to herself as she put on a friendly smile and said, "Good morning gentleman, how may I help you?"

"I'm sorry ma'am, we need to ask you to come with us."  Said the one with the most amount of courage.

The woman sighed, and decided to not cause a public scene hoping it would get her back home sooner.  "Lead the way officers."

As Almonette followed the officers to the security offices she could hear the other two guards questioning if they had the right woman, that they heard the mobster was a psychotic bitch with anger issues.  The officers opened the door for her, and the moment the woman walked into the office she was forced against the wall and had her hands cuffed behind her back.  Two FBN agents had taken her suitcase, gun, and knife.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!"  The angry mobster yelled at the wall.

As she was turned around a familiar face came into view, Joe Melizzano.  "I got a tip that you had some, illegal drugs on your person."  He turned and looked at one of the officers, "Bobby, check her bag"

"What the HELL are we paying you for if THIS is how we are going to be treated you fucking pig!"  Almonette said to him.

Joe ignored her and smiled when they found her cocaine under the clothes in her bag.  "Well lookie here, there has to be 40lbs in there, want to tell me where you got this?"

Almonette was getting more impatient as things proceeded. "I got it from one of your boys in Chicago, selling the stuff cheap too, undercutting your pathetic ass."

Joe knew the mobster wasn't lying, but had to keep face in front of the new guys, and proceeded to hit her in the face. "Quit your lying bitch."

Almonette spit in the FBN officer's face and said with anger burning in her eyes, "Do you have ANY idea who the fuck I am, you stupid pig?!"

Melizzano looked at the woman and said, "I know exactly who you are.  Name, Almonette. Don and Left Hand of the Watergun Syndicate.  And the real reason you are here is because you are the main squeeze of that bitch Silk."

"I'm her only squeeze you fat fuck."  The mobster said as she got into his face. "Insult her one more time, and you will regret it."

"What are you going to do about it," the agent laughed, "your hands are cuffed behin..."  

Before Joe could finish what he was saying Almonette cracked her head against his nose, "WHAT THE HELL DOES SILK HAVE TO DO WITH A FUCKING CHICAGO DRUG RUN"  She shook her head and thought, That seemed like a much better idea in my mind.

"Owe,"  The officer rubbed his nose,  "She's got nothing to do with it.  I'm just getting back at her for taking away my girlfriend"

"For fucks sake man, that was 6 YEARS AGO. Get over it already."  The annoyed mobster told the man.

"WAIT, you knew... so you and her, back then?" Melizzano sounded surprised.  "How did I not know until now.  FUCK. I heard it was her and that Billy the Kid she was always with."

Almonette laughed.  "Wow. You are as stupid as you look. You still need to get over this shit man, 6 years is a long time to hold a grudge over some woman that ain't even your wife"

The FBN officer just hit the mobster again and walked out the door, leaving one of his younger officers to watch over her.  Almonette saw her chance to get out, and talked to the young woman officer.  "Hey, what's your name?"

The female officer looked nervous, "Queenie ma'am.  Queenie Corvan."

"Well Queenie, how about helping out a fellow woman.  I gotta home, there's been an emergency. Please." Almonette asked.

Again the officer looked nervous, "I can't do that Ma'am"

"OH just call me Alma."  The mobster said trying to be casual. "You were here, you know I am only here because of a petty beef your boss has with my woman, from something that happened 6 years ago."  Almonette could tell from the look on the woman's face her pleading wasn't working.  "Come on, I only came back now because of an emergency at home.  The person I love, needs me.  My DAUGHTER needs me.  Please."

"You have a daughter?"  Queenie asked.

"Yes, she's 16, and probably scared. She needs her mother... and look, if you let me go you can work with me.  The money will be good.  You stay in your position, and just sell me your seized cocaine.  $4500 each pound, damn good money for you.  There maybe an occasional odd job, but you will be very well compensated."  Almonette knew she made a compelling argument by the look on the young officer's face.

Queenie looked at the mobster, and thought for a moment.  "I sure could use the cash, Joe's an asshole, and you're daughter probably does need her mother.   So, how do I explain you getting away?"

"Getting away, that's easy.  Tell them I seduced you."  The mobster laughed at the taken back expression on the young FBN agent's face. "Oh I know Donny saw the way you were looking at me,  they will believe it.  Now uncuff me."  After Almonette was uncuffed, she walked over to her bag and grabbed her lipstick and perfume then walked back to the young FBN agent. "We have to make this believable." The older woman said as she put on her lipstick and proceeded to press her lips around Queenie's collar, and sprayed a bit of perfume on herself and the agent.  After the mobster untied the woman's hair and unbuttoned the agent's shirt, she said "And the finishing touch."  She then proceeded to shove everything from the deck onto the floor in every direction.

The FBN Agent looked more nervous after Almonette got done than she did before. "The FBN will totally kill me for this."

"Don't worry sugar.  Good chance they'll chalk this up to a rookie mistake, and put a paper in your file.  You want to worry about someone, worry about me... My woman doesn't even like someone looking at me.  She may actually kill me when she finds out my lips were not on her."  Almontte gave a shiver just thinking about how Silk was going to react, but she knew she had to get back to her woman as soon as possible.  As she was putting her clothes and things back in her bag over her cocaine, she yelled out, "THOSE FUCKERS TOOK MY FUCKINGN KNIFE!"

The Detroit Deli

Almonette walked into the Deli, and was rushed by her daughter.  "Mom!  Whats going on?  There are guards outside the deli!"

The mobster hugged her daughter, and calmly told her that everything would be alright, and she was sure that there was just some sort of misunderstanding.  "Where's Mom Aisha?"

The Six-teen year old smiled and just said, "I'm looking at her."

"Funny.  Kiddo."  The mobster smiled at how much her daughter reminded her of herself.

"Vivian is in the kitchen mom." The girl said before walking back to work on homework.

As Almonette walked through the deli she wondered to herself, exactly when she started calling Vivian Martin, Mom instead of Vivian.  As she reached the kitchen she smiled and greeted woman. "Mom, how are things here? Is everyone alright? Have you spoken to Silky?"

Vivian hugged the mobster and said, "Oh dear, don't worry. Everyone here is fine, I'm fine, Aisha is fine, the kids at the shelter are all fine.  I only talked to Silk briefly, she sounds really shook up. You should go to her dear."

Almonette nodded her head, "I'll get right over.  Mind if I use your office phone for a minute?"

The mobster walked into a small room, with a desk and picked up the phone. "Mudkip, I'm back. Well it took so long because that pig Joe Melizzano tried to have me arrested for those drugs you sent me to pick up!  Why?  Because he is still angry with Silk about her relocating his mistress.  Yeah I know it was six years ago.  I got away because I convinced the woman he left me with, to work for me, same deal buying her seized drugs.  How? Well, um.  I made it look like I, um, seduced her.  Yeah I know Silky is going to be pissed. I'm on my way there now. OH and that pig Melizzano, and his boy Donny... they took my fucking knife!"

"ALMA!" Vivian shouted at Almonette after she hung up the phone.

"Sorry mom."  Almonette said as she flipped a quarter a jar Vivian kept around the shop for everytime the mobster swore.  As Almonette was walking back out she saw Aisha standing in the doorway laughing.  Almonette smiled and said, "What are you laughing at little lady, get back to work!"

Almonette made a quick stop at a  liquor store near the hotel and picked up two bottles of Scotch, and went to a near by drug dealer and picked up a bag of Hydro.

Hotel California

 Almonette pushed through the crowds of people and found James and hugged him.  "James, where's Silk? How is she? You okay?"

"I'm fine. You should go to Silk."  James replied back to her, to the point as always.

"Right, right.  Thanks James."  The mobster said and took off to Silk's office.  When she reached the office, she took Silk in her arms and hugged her tightly.  "I'm sorry it took me so long, had some serious troubles at the airport, but that's not important right now.  What's happened?  Why are you crying? Where's Billy?"  Almonette cracked open the bottles scotch and gave one to her woman, and drank from the other one herself.  As Silk talked, and cried the older woman sat next to her on the couch and just listened.  Occasionally rolling a joint for her and Silk to share. After Silk finished her story, the women continued to smoke the Hydro and drink scotch leading to what booze and weed always leads to between the two of them.

Six hours later... Silk was sound asleep, and Almonette laid the California girl down on the couch, and covered her up with the jacket she wore in, then cleaned up the office.  Not wanting Silk to wake up alone, the older woman pulled the chair from behind the desk up next to the couch, and slept in the chair for the night. 

A week later...

The week following Billy's death, the older mobster was busier than normal.  She had a back log of suits to make, Star from the orphanage was now old enough to need driving lessons, and her boss was still pushing her to do extra drug runs along with her 'normal' business.  In her free time with Silk she was either brief in her talking, blaming it on being tired, or she distracted the younger woman's questions about the air port with six hour sessions.  While sitting at home, Almonette decided it was finally time she got over her fear of telling Silk what happened at the airport, she convinced herself since nothing actually happened, things would be okay.  The mobster picked up the phone and called her woman at the hotel, it didn't take Almonette long to figure out her woman was not happy with her. "Baby, I was calling to say I was going to stop by anyway."

As Almonette slipped on her jacket, she knew Silky had heard the same rumors about the incident that she had, and things were going to get very ugly.

~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

Payback Is A Bitch

After Silk and her associate James wacked two bums behind Baker's Pool Hall they went to The Detroit Deli for lunch. Other than mobsters it wasn't unusual to see FBN agents in the deli eating and taking bribes. As Silk and James ate sandwiches at their usual table two FBN agents sat down at the table next to them and started chatting.

One of the FBN agents pointed to a young female agent as she walked into the deli. "There she is, the one I told you about. I can't believe she let that lady mobster who owns a suit shop seduce her at the airport."

At her table Silk put down her sandwich and wondered if they were talking about her woman. No way, she thought, must be another female mobster who owns a suit shop. A few days earlier the mobster overheard someone say, "Almonette used the oldest trick in the book to get out of trouble at the airport." When Silk asked her woman about it Almonette changed the subject and distracted The California Girl with six hours of craziness in their bedroom.

"How do you know that's what really happened?" The other FBN agent asked. "Maybe the rookie is lying."

"Evidence." The answer made Silk listen closely as the agent explained, "The lady mobster's lipstick was all over the rookie's collar, the rookie smelled like the lady mobster's perfume, her hair was messy and the room they were in was a disaster like a tornado went through it. Everything on the desk was on the floor. It's a good thing her knife was confiscated or the black widow would've probably killed the rookie after seducing her."

The lady mobster who owns a suit shop.... The room was a disaster... Everything on the desk was on the floor... Her knife...

It all added up to Almonette, but Silk didn't want to believe it. Instead of assuming anything she got up and went to the line of people that lead the counter. The last person in line was the young female agent the agent at the table pointed out.

"Long line but the food is worth the wait." Silk commented to get the female agent's attention. When she looked at Silk and nodded the mobster put five hundred dollars in her hand and quietly asked, "What's the name of the woman who seduced you?"

The female agent looked at the money in her hand then glanced around nervously as she put the cash in her pocket. "Um, her name is Almonette."

Silk was so furious she saw red. She wanted to take her gun out and shoot the agent, but knew it would cause a big scene in front of all the mobsters and FBN agents in the deli and her mother would probably kill her for getting blood on the floor. The mobster shook her head and thought, I can't believe this bitch had the nerve to fuck my woman and now she's in my mother's restaurant.

"You're not welcome here." Silk hissed with anger at the female agent. "Get the fuck out and don't come back."

The agent was confused, but didn't hesitate to leave the deli. After she walked out Silk wondered what made Almonette seduce her. What does that bitch have that I don't? The California Girl stormed outside and approached the young female agent in the parking lot. "How old are you?"

"Twenty four." The female agent answered.

"TWENTY FOUR!" Silk shouted and added, "WHAT THE FUCK!" The mobster let out a bitter laugh and commented, "Don't feel special. The knife chic loves to hook up with young hot females. I was twenty four when we met. I guess I'm too FUCKING old her her now!"  

Back at Hotel California the mobster was still fuming over her woman seducing the young female FBN agent. Almonette called and Silk only said a few words. When Amonette said she was going to stop by the hotel Silk hung up the phone and mumbled, "Whatever." 

"Fuck it." Silk said out loud and stood up. "Payback is a bitch." The mobster left her office and looked for a prostitute, which was easy in her hotel that was a front for a brothel. It didn't take long for her to find Nikki, a pretty young blonde.

"Nikki, get everything you have from Raoul's Sex Shop and meet me in my office in five minutes." Silk told the prostitute then walked downstairs to the bar. "Candy, give me a bottle of gin and a bottle of vodka."

Back upstairs in the office the mobster put the gin on the coffee table and the vodka on her desk then pushed everything else off the desk. Next she took off her leather jacket and threw it on the floor.

"Ready for me, baby?" Nikki asked as she walked into the office with a bag of goodies from Raoul's Sex Shop.

"Put that stuff on the desk, the couch and the coffee table." Silk said and lit a joint. As Nikki followed her orders Silk got another idea. "Take your robe off and put it on the couch."

After the scene was set Silk put the joint out and left it in the ashtray on the coffee table. "Thanks, Nikki. You can go now. Leave everything here."

The prostitute looked confused, but didn't question her boss.

Silk followed Nikki out into the hall then walked back into the office to see it as Almonette would see it. "Perfect. She'll think she isn't the only one getting lucky on the side."

The mobster left Hotel California to let her woman find the scene in the office and stew about it. Five minutes after driving out of the district of Corktown she arrived downtown and stopped her car in front of The Hilton to check in for the night.

Later after she ordered a pizza, cleaned her gun and planned a heist for the next day Silk picked up the phone in her room and called home. After a few rings Almonette's daughter Aisha answered the phone.

"Hey Detroit Girl." Silk greeted. "How was your day?" They chatted for a few minutes then Silk asked, "Is your mom home?"

"Yes, but I don't think she's in the mood to talk." The teenager answered. "When she got home she went into her bedroom and slammed the door closed."

Silk smirked and wished she would've seen the look on Almonette's face when she saw the office. "If she comes out of the room tell her I'll be out late tonight working. Have a good night, Detroit Girl."

~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

California Crazy

Silk woke up alone for the first time in years and in a bad mood over what she found out about her woman the day before. Instead of sitting around stewing about it she checked out of The Hilton and drove to her business, Hotel California.

The mobster's office was still the same as she left it the night before - papers from the desk were on the floor, liquor bottles were on the coffee table and desk, items from Raoul's Sex Shop were in various places, her leather jacket was on the floor and the prostitute's robe was on the couch. The only thing different about the office was Almonette left her calling card - a knife stuck in the middle of the desk.

"Awww no note, sweetheart?" Silk commented and pulled the knife out of the desk. She tossed it in a drawer and hoped Almonette was as mad as she was when she heard about the tryst with the female FBN agent.

After she cleaned the office Silk sat down behind the desk and decided she needed a vacation. She liked going to New York, Philly and Chicago, but she usually only traveled to those cities for business. What the mobster wanted was a few days of fun and relaxing away from the drama and away from her cheating woman.

"L.A." The California Girl said out loud as the idea popped into her head. It was the perfect place to get away from it all.

Before booking a flight to Los Angeles Silk called the HQ to ask her boss, Zero_McHannon if she could take a few days off. SqualLeonhart answered the phone at the HQ and told Silk their boss wasn't there. Silk put her jacket on and left Hotel California to look for her boss at his new bar, Tifa's 7th Heaven Bar.

~ Hotel California ~

Corktown, Detroit

Blah

After leaving Tifa's 7th Heaven Bar Silk walked to the phone booth on the corner and called the apartment next to HotIce Family Suits where her associate James lived. The mobster was anxious to go on vacation, but wanted to wrap up a few loose ends first.

"I'm going out of town for a few days." Silk told James over the phone. "Do you have enough money for drug trades? I don't want you to miss any good opportunities because you can't afford to buy."

"I have 500k." James answered then asked, "Where are you going?"

"Los Angeles." Silk replied and switched back to soccer mom mode. "Don't forget your DFP bribe."

"I paid it last night." The young man answered. "I'll pay again before tomorrow night."

"Good." Silk commented and wondered if there was anything else she should remind him about. "If you have any problems or questions while I'm gone call Zero, okay?"

"Yeah, I know." James answered and glanced across the room at Aisha who showed up at his apartment that morning instead of going to school.The minute she stormed in James knew something was wrong with his friend. So far the only thing she told him was her mother was crazy. "Hold on a sec, Silk." James said to his sponsor then covered the phone with his hand and looked at Aisha. "Do you want to talk to Silk?"

"No, she's crazy too." Aisha answered and picked up a pack of cigarettes that belonged to her friend.

"No smoking!" James sternly told her. "Your mom and Silk will kill me."

The sixteen year old girl put the pack of cigarettes down and stormed out of the apartment.

"I have to go, Silk." James said on the phone.

"Something wrong?" Silk asked with concern.

Although James wanted to say no and not worry his mentor he couldn't lie to her. "Umm, it's Aisha. She was here and just left."

"Why isn't she in school?" Silk questioned.

"She's upset about something." James answered. "She said her mom is crazy."

"She's right about that." Silk agreed and wondered what Almonette did to upset their sweet little angel.

"Um, she said you're crazy too." The associate reluctantly added.

Silk laughed and said, "She's right about that too, James. Go talk to her and tell her to stay at your place for awhile. I'll stop by there before I leave town to check on her."

The mobster hung up the phone and walked back to her car. Five minutes later she arrived at Baker's Pool Hall. The owner Marty was behind the bar reading a the newspaper and drinking a cup of coffee.

"CALIFORNIA GIRL!" He greeted the mobster and pointed at the newspaper. "You hear about the two grand slams hit in one game yesterday?"

"No, I'm a little out of the loop." Silk replied and sat down at the bar. "Who did it?"

"Tony Lazzeri." Marty answered.

"No shit?" Silk said and looked at the newspaper headline about the first time in the major league baseball two grand slams were hit in one game. "Go Yankees!"

The mobster and the pool hall owner chatted for a few minutes about baseball then Silk asked, "Your brother is serving time in a California prison, right?"

"Yeah, poor old Charlie got busted when the Feds cracked down on crime on the west coast." Marty answered and took a drink of his coffee. "They pinched Charlie with forty units of morphine and offered to let him go if he ratted on his supplier. Charlie told 'em to go fuck themselves."

"Good man." Silk commented then told the pool hall owner, "I'm going to L.A. for a few days. A friend of a friend in Cali owes me a favor. I'll pull a few strings and get your brother out. I need an outsider with no connection to me to do a job. You think he would mind wacking a female FBN agent? I don't give a fuck if it looks like an accident or not. I just want the bitch swimming with the fishes."

"Charlie will do it." Marty answered and added, "He fucking hates The Feds. Giving him one to kill will be like giving a piece of candy to a kid. You won't even have to pay him." The pool hall owner laughed as he said, "For fuck sake, he'll be so happy about it he might pay you."

The mobster left Baker's Pool Hall and drove to Hotel California to check on her business before leaving town. When she walked in Mary Jane was standing near the check in counter. "Hey California Girl, how are ya?"

"I think I'm getting too old for that nick name." Silk answered with a frown.

"Old?" Mary Jane questioned and laughed. "You just turned thirty. That's not old."

"Tell that to my woman." Silk commented as she crossed her arms and leaned against the counter. "She's been rocking between the sheets with a twenty four year old hot babe. It took her years to convince me I wasn't competing with my cousin. There's no fucking way I can compete with a bitch six years younger than me."

"I..." Mary Jane stared at the mobster in disbelief. "I can't believe it. Are you sure? Almonette is crazy about you."

"Yes, I'm sure." Silk answered. "The hot young bitch told me. You know what else she had the nerve to do? Not only did she hook up with my woman, but the whore also went to my mom's deli for lunch." The California Girl shook her head and added, "That's a slap in the fucking face."

"I'm surprised you didn't shoot her." Mary Jane commented.

"I wanted to, but there were too many witnesses." The mobster said and checked her watch. "I gotta go. I'm going out of town for a few days. Keep an eye on things here."

Silk left Hotel California and drove towards HotIce Family Suits to check on Aisha and James. As she drove past The Corktown Supermarket she wondered if she should take the kids on vacation with her just to piss off her woman.

One of her associates dared her to enter the renowned The Cocktown Cathouse.   And she is not one to shy away from dares or bets , infact she loves it  and even promotes it, the higher the stake the better .

Entering the place , she saw barely clad women .... walking and almost showing their wares ...she then remembers a friend about their discussion about pies and that each pie have different taste . And how he loves all kinds of pies too....and just as her thoughts is floating on that area , a brunette comes to her and purrs " Anything you want ? I may have it " 

Charmed back away a little, she knew she loves to have fun ... but not that kind of FUN . She looks around more and saw the menu . And paled at it.

Welcome To Hotel California
Formally The Corktown Cathouse

No freebies. No refunds.
Order your maid service by name.

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~ California Love ~ 

The GoodFellas Swag
30 Bitches In The Kitchen

"I couldn't stop swooning." - Satisfied Customer 

The Dirty D
Hold on and enjoy the ride!

"Detroit Rocks!" - Satisfied Customer 

The Cocktown Special
VinceNoir's Favorite Position

"Good choice by The Prince of Cocktown." - Satisfied Customer 

Mistress Intrigue's Hot Seat
A spanking for your pleasure

"Thank you, Mistress. May I have another?" - Very Satisfied Customer

A Warped Night
Pretty Asian ladies served with whipped cream.

"One dip isn't enough." - Satisfied Customer

The Five Year Grudge Fuck
By the time it's over you won't know what started it.

"FUCK YOU!" - Very Satisfied Customer

Most Popular Maid Services

The Wackgasm Success!
Race your friends to a fine piece of meat.

The Wargasm Success!
Big orgy with everyone from every city.

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~ Cathouse Classics ~

The Raoul_Silva Date
Gimp suit, handcuffs and high powered vibrators. Oh my!

The Jace_Herondale Double Date
Two hot and spicy red heads for the price of one.

The Captious3 Three Way
Hot cougars unleashed from the local coffee shop.

EAforAA's Mom
MILF with over 50 years of experience.

The SpikeSpiegel All Nighter
All tongue :P

The Good Old Days Circle Jerk
A good screw, but not as good as you'll reminisce about in five years.

The Cory_Chase Bromance
A bromantic trip to Brokeback Mountain.

The Bi Girl Experience
Your choice of any straight girl. Just add alcohol.

"Vegeta Meow!"
When you're too drunk to say, "Vagina Now!"

The Whitey Special
A Hand Job

The Godfather S&M Duel
Safe words are for pussies.

Now she knew why those associates of hers are all giggling . But she can't be defeated  there is high stakes on that dare ...she must play with the game and do this or else its gonna be a hell of a life when she returns to the headquarters.