Then as the fun began I burst out in song
“I’m singing in the rain”
Boot to the old guys surprised face. Indian Sex I just stood aside them calmly finishing my moloko plus, secretly grinning. Watch that my brother!” I said intimidatingly
“I aint your brother no more and wouldn’t want to be!” whimpered Dim
“Without me, without us, your weak, your nothing.”
“Appy-polly-lodges” said Dim meaning he’s sorry
To simplify things I accepted and we got in the car leaving the old guy face down in his own red river and any other liquids his body let spill. While dim held her from behind Pete and Georgie mercilessly held the terrified old cunt and ensured he got a good eyeful of the show. I was wondering if I can’t use your telephone?”
“I’m dreadfully sorry but I’m afraid we don’t have a telephone.”
Then an older voice of some guy called from inside. London’s finest I joked to myself. So I grabbed his chain and smacked quick and brutally across the eyes sending him south to the floor in agony at which point Billy finished the job nervously stabbing him in the throat.
