The bookie shook Vinnie up and down as if he was trying to empty Vinnie’s pockets, but Vinnie’s pants were too tight for anything to fall out. His dick has an adventuresome spirit and is most likely hideously diseased. His pants are narrow-legged and tight across his butt. His black hair is slicked back and wouldn’t move in hurricaneforce winds. “I swear to God, I’ll pay you when I get some money.” In a very ladylike fashion, the bookie wrapped her hands around Vinnie’s ankles and effortlessly held him upside down about a foot off the floor. Vinnie shrieked and tried to scramble around his desk, but the bookie grabbed him. The women pushed the door open and stormed into the inner office. After a couple minutes, Vinnie opened the door a crack. ” Zaretsky motioned for no one to say anything, and the women flattened themselves against the wall on either side of the door.
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