Contract Hit Man 8 - Sex Stories

Contract Hit Man 8

... “Oh god, I haven’t time to think about who’s going to lead the Outfit.” “It’s okay I’m going to leave you in a safe place where you’ll be found by the end of the day. Now be quiet, I’ve got three phone calls to make.” * * * Ayana tried to get loose but wasn’t able. I dialed Lucy’s number. “Hello, Dale, I’m packed and ready to go. I just heard on the TV that there’s been an explosion and fire at the Bucci mansion.” “I heard that too. I’ll be at your place in about forty-five minutes, and I’m going to have to leave someone there.” I clicked off and dialed Gia’s number.” “Dale, I’m so glad to hear from you. When are we leaving?” “Early this afternoon, are you packed and ready to go?” “Yes, I can’t wait. “I’ll be there in about ten minutes. Be on the porch with your bags when I pull into the driveway.” I dialed the number of the Jameson Brothe’rs Flight Service. “Hello, this is Larry, what can I do for you?” “This is Dale Bradford and I’ve reserved a small jet to take three of us to Miami, and then to the Caribbean. Is the plane ready?” “It will by the time you get here. When do you expect to arrive? “I should be there in about forty-five minutes. See you then, bye.” I looked at Ayana slumped in the seat crying nonstop. “Ayana, I’m sorry for you, but your father had my fiancee and son killed. I couldn’t let him get away with that. I do love you and would like to take you with me, but you’ll have a better future as head of the outfit. A good man will come into your life and make ...

... you happy.” “You can say that now, you son of a bitch, when you’ve got me tied up and helpless.” I ignored her and drove to the house. I checked to be sure Ayana was securely tied and had a gag in her mouth. Gia stepped out of the house carrying two suitcases. I picked up the bags and ran out of the house. “Lock the door when you leave.” Her two suitcases went into the trunk and I assisted her into the back seat. I backed out of the drive and drove the speed limit to the interstate. “Dale, who’s the woman in the front seat in handcuffs?” Gia asked. “It’s a friend of mine who is now an enemy. I’m going to leave her in a safe place until we’re in the sky, heading for someplace in another country. Sit comfortably until we arrive at the airport.” There was a parking place in the back of Lucy’s apartment.”Lock the car when we leave and lay on the back seat until I return. I got out of the seat, unbuckled Ayana’s seat belt, and lifted her out of the car. “Put me down you son-of-a-bitch. I’d kill you if I could.” “You can’t,” I told her, stuffing a handkerchief back into her mouth and carried her to the stairs. It was a struggle carry a hundred and thirty pound woman up seven flights of stairs. I was bushed when we reached the landing. I pushed her against the door and called Lucy. “Dale, you're here early.” “No time to talk. Be at the door when I get there. I’m carrying a heavy package.” I picked Ayana up and hurried to Lucy’s apartment. The door opened as soon as I bumped Ayana ...