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Chapter 14 of 21.
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Author: T. H. Barker (Thinking Horndog)
Title: The Gambling Debt
Part: 14 of 21
Universe: The Gambling Debt
Summary: Tony Tomaselli owes his bookie a large amount of money -- and Crazy
Joe Scalese isn't one to sit on his hands and wait for his debtors to show up
with cash!  Leg-breaking tends to be counter-productive, so Crazy Joe
implements an experimental plan that involves not only Tony, but his wife
Gina and their two children!

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The Gambling Debt

Chapter 14

	Robert was right; Doris got up off the lounger and grabbed up her
bikini and other discarded clothing and draped them over her arm, saying,
"Pick up your pants, Honey..." as she collected the towel draped over the
lounger.  Then she took his hand and led him inside heading straight off
toward what turned out to be her bedroom...

	Doris was HOT!  Robert had stepped right up to the plate and Doris'
only worry was that he wouldn't have enough going for him to do the job she
wanted him to do!  She draped the towel over her bedspread to soak up the oil
and sat down, beckoning, "Show me!  I want to see it!"

	Robert knew what 'it' was and he was happy that Doris was taking the
lead here where he could screw things up.  One thing was clear -- Doris
wasn't going to suddenly come out with, 'I can't believe you were feeling me
up...'  He closed the distance between himself and the short woman and stood
there, his hands itching to touch the pair of breasts before him.

	Doris pulled the waistband of Robert's briefs out to ensure that his
penis didn't get painfully entangled in them and slid them down his thighs --
and gave a sigh of relief.  Robert's cock was a little narrow, but it was
plenty long -- longer than Julian's had been, maybe.  It was also beautiful
-- fresh, young-looking, virile.  Given Robert's level of excitement -- which
was visible in his face and by the way he was shaking -- Doris knew better
than to fool around; she rolled her lips over the tip right away!

	"HUUUUUUHHHH!!!"  Nothing in the world could have stopped Robert from
ejaculating -- NOTHING!  Robert couldn't BELIEVE the pleasure!  But then, he
couldn't BELIEVE that this woman whom he'd only met an hour ago would just
lean right up and suck in his cock, either!  But he was one giant nerve
ending and it was telling him all about the way she was sucking in his jizz
and washing the underside of his cock with her tongue...  He squirted and
squirted -- and when he ran out of stuff to shoot, his cock kept pulsing,
anyway -- and the pleasure became too intense for him to stand, so he gently
pushed her back.  As he returned to Earth, embarrassment replaced the
pleasure -- he'd lasted virtually no time at all!  Ten seconds and it was all
over!  "Sorry!"

	But Doris was savoring her mouthful of sweet young seed.  She
swallowed and said, "For what, Honey?  Guys your age tend to be hair-trigger,
anyway, which is one reason I sucked you.  Here..."  She grabbed his hands
and placed them on her breasts.  "I know you want to do that -- and I want
you to, anyway.  Honey, you're not done -- YOU know that and I know that --
you just gave me a little appetizer..."  She slid her hand up and down his
still-solid erection.  "I love your cock -- it's BEAUTIFUL!  And your cum
tastes so sweet..."  She sucked him in again.

	'This was a GREAT idea!' Doris thought.  'If I'd known young guys
could be this much fun...'  She would teach young Robert ALL ABOUT women --
but for now, something urgent beckoned...

	Releasing his cock, she said, "It's ready, Honey -- and I am, too!  I
know a horny guy your age has watched porn, so I don't have to tell you where
to put this, do I?  Just stick it in and do what comes naturally -- fucking
is the easy part!  But it's the most fun..."  Doris rocked back on the towel
and raised her knees, spreading them.  "Come on, Honey -- you made me hot --
now put out the fire!"

	Excitement made Robert shake like a leaf -- but Doris was right --
he'd seen hours and hours of porn and basically, you stuck it in and
pumped...  Robert stepped up and rubbed his dick up and down Doris' slot
until her found the hole and pressed it home...

	Watching it didn't prepare you for how it FELT!  Robert was SHOCKED!
It was AMAZING!  And once he was in, his hips knew EXACTLY what to do about
it -- they started snapping, driving him deep into Doris' pussy and
retracting him.

	"Ooh, Baby!" Doris gasped.  "Don't race -- find a pace -- a little
slower might make it better for you.  Too fast and you'll start a fire!"  But
Robert was moderating things already, anyway.  "Oh, God. That's SOOO good!
Do you like it, Honey?"

	"Uh huh..."  'I can do this forever!' Robert thought.  'And I want
to!'

	"Oh!  Oh!  Oh, Honey!" Doris gasped, "I'm gonna cum soon!  Rub my
nipples!"  Robert's cock was curved upward perfectly and he was stroking her
just right and her 'G' spot was getting all the right pressure...  "Oh,
FUUUCK!"  She quivered and saw stars!

	And Robert continued to stroke like a metronome...

	It lasted almost twenty minutes.  Robert got his second cum after
four or five, but Doris was in the final approach to her third, so he rode
through it -- and discovered that he had no problem continuing.  At the end,
though, after he seized up and spewed seed into her depths a second time, he
was done; looking for a place to collapse as the imperative to reproduce
released him and the adrenaline leaked away.  Doris recognized the situation
and hauled him atop her and backed herself further onto the bed, rubbing his
back and crooning to him as he faded out for a few minutes...

	He was only out for ten minutes or so before his bladder announced
that the plumbing had switched over so he could purge his urinary system.
His head was dead in the middle between Doris' somewhat flattened but still
amazing breasts...  "Um, sorry -- I went to sleep..."

	"Shhhh..."  Doris played with his hair.  "Fucking is hard work -- and
you were WONDERFUL!  Let's get married!"  Then she cackled, letting him know
it was a joke.  After a moment, though, she sobered.  "That's a lesson you
should learn about girls, though -- they want a relationship, not just a roll
in the hay the way boys do.  If a girl -- especially a YOUNG girl -- offers
you sex, it's bait for the trap..."  She ran her fingers through his hair
again.  "It's all about biology.  Guys want to impregnate as many girls as
possible, but gals are looking for someone to do the hunting and gathering
while she swells up and delivers and then raises the kids..."

	This was interesting to Robert, but...  "I have to pee -- bad!"

	"That happens..."  Doris released him.  "Turn left -- it's the door
on the right.  Come back to me?"

	"Sure."  Robert all but dashed to the bathroom, and sighed in relief
as he emptied his bladder, but he was in a hurry to return to Doris.  Who
knew when he would stumble onto something like THIS again?

	Doris lay on her side when he returned to the bedroom, looking at
him.  Patting the bed before her, she beckoned him to return.  "You were just
incredible, you know?  You found my 'G' spot with that thing and I kept going
off..."  Seeing his continued interest, she smiled.  "Go ahead and play..."
Robert began mauling her left nipple.  "Want to talk about it?  Ask me
anything..."

	"Do you like this?" Robert asked, meaning the breast play.

	"Yes.  Breasts attract just about any guy -- it's one reason they're
there, I think.  But they're not a starting point if you're trying to get in
a girl's panties.  You need to get her going -- kiss her, suck on her neck
and around her ears -- that's what raises the goosebumps and gets the juices
flowing.  THEN they're ready for you to play with their breasts!  Young girls
are going to be very sensitive and will love light suction and licking --
older women who have breast fed children may actually want you to bear down
and chew a little."  Robert engaged a nipple with his lips and teeth.  "Yeah,
like that...  Ooooh, I'm getting wet again..."  She pushed him away gently.
"You're not Superman, are you?  I'm gonna want more if you keep that up...
Don't go for the pussy right away, either -- you want her distracted -- but
if you can get your hand in her panties, it will probably lead to sex quicker
than playing with her titties will.  You were pretty good -- where did you
learn that?"

	Robert shrugged.  "I dunno..."

	"I'll open up and you can explore..."  Doris raised a leg and Robert
scooted down to where he could see and touch her exposed pussy.  "Go ahead --
touch it.  Feel around -- ask questions.  I won't ask you to lick it, since
you just got off in it, but if you can get your tongue between a girl's legs,
you're probably gonna be able to follow it with your dick."  While Robert
poked around, Doris talked about the clitoris, labia, the vagina itself, the
'G' spot -- even her perineum and asshole.

	"Those places are sensitive on a guy, too," Robert noted.

	"Yes, they are.  A good lick, or a little rubbing or scratching with
a finger can add a lot to a blowjob," Doris agreed.  She settled back on her
elbows.  "Now you know a bit about women, first-hand -- which can be a real
confidence builder.  Girls can smell confidence -- you're gonna cut a swath
through girls your age now."  She cocked her head.  "But then, you sniffed me
out, didn't you?  How did you know I was ripe?"

	"Well, uh, not to be rude or anything, but you were kinda obvious,"
Robert mumbled.

	"Yeah -- but lots of times that's not enough with a guy your age,"
Doris replied.  "Even after we got going good, there were chances you took
that a lot of young guys just wouldn't have..."

	"A guy I know -- an older guy -- said that he missed a lot of
opportunities when he was younger because he didn't trust them," Robert
replied.  "He said 'if it looks like an opportunity, it probably is one.'  So
I was looking, kinda."

	"Still, it took guts to touch my pussy..." Doris insisted.

	"Maybe.  Some of it was guts -- and some of it was just being unable
to pass it up..." Robert replied.

	"I'll tell you a little secret, Honey -- older women are an easier
mark.  Young girls are as ignorant and scared as young boys, or we would
reproduce like rabbits.  They need romance to help them get over the fear, a
lot of the time.  They're going to be looking for a sure thing, you know?
Something safe.  Older women have been there.  They know that romance isn't a
sure thing and they know all about sex -- and as they get to be my age and a
little older, biology kicks in and they want to have babies before menopause
shuts them down -- and they know how good it feels.  They want it and they
know there are no guarantees and they're willing to take the risks.  Look at
us -- I know we're not gonna get married.  But I like it and you like it and
there's nothing stopping us...  Well, there's your age, I guess.  I could get
in trouble for that.  But if we're careful..."

	Robert was surprised.  "You'd do it again with me?"

	"Honey, that's a question I ought to be asking YOU!  I'm an old woman
from where you sit.  Yes, I'd do it again.  You want to try something
different?  You want to work on your technique?  You just want somebody to
drain those beautiful balls of yours?  You come see Auntie Doris!  I'll be
HAPPY to provide..."  Doris combed Robert's hair with her fingers.  "I don't
know why Regina isn't seeing you..."

	"Well, we're in different grades -- and she likes older guys..."
Robert stepped in it.

	"Yeah, what does THAT mean, exactly?" Doris wondered aloud.

	"I, uh, think she's maybe looking for that sure thing," Robert rushed
to cover.

	"Maybe.  Daddy's gone and there is no man in her life."  Doris
sighed.  "There's no man in mine, either -- well, except you."

	"I'm not really there yet," Robert ventured.

	"I know, Honey.  Hey, do you know any guys who are a little bit
forceful?  Not rough -- they just want it their way, you know?  I like it
when the guy is in charge..."

	"I'll ask around."

	"Yeah, right."  She ruffled his hair again.  "I can't get enough of
that hair.  You're beautiful -- you know that?"

	"I think I'd rather be handsome."

	"Nah.  Beautiful gets it more often," Doris opined.  "I'll go get a
washrag so we can clean up -- unless you want me to suck you again..."

	Robert thought about it, but he was down three big loads.  He wasn't
hard anymore, and given that he had a naked woman in front of him...  "I
don't think I can go again yet."  Doris nodded, got up, and waddled out.


	Everyone was presentable when Gina came to collect her children.  The
official tale, as properly delivered for manners' sake, was that everyone had
a great time -- and it was absolutely true...

	Maria pried the details out of Robert later that night, then got on
her cell to Joe, "Auntie Doris made Robert very happy today."

	"Well, THAT's good news!  Does he suspect?" Crazy Joe asked.

	"No, I don't think so.  Regina and I saw the front end and it was
pretty wild -- Big Brother got pretty brave, actually!"

	"He had a little talk with Hammer," Joe chuckled.  "Basically, Hammer
told him to go with his instincts.  How are your folks?"

	"Quiet.  Poppa is working and Mama is keeping house.  I don't know if
they're even talking to each other."

	"Sweetheart, if you are with me, it'll get worse."

	"It will, anyway, Joe.  When they see how it really is, things will
get better."

	"I don't think so."

	"We made a deal.  I'm not backing out!" Maria insisted.  "And you're
not, either!  It isn't even about the money, anymore -- I want to be with
you!"

	Crazy Joe sighed.  "We'll talk about it later.  Good night,
Sweetheart."

	"Good night, Joe."


	Wednesday, Robert let Joe know that 'the woman thing' had handled
itself.  "So how do you feel about it all?" Crazy Joe asked him.

	"I'm not sure," Robert replied.  "Really, both types of sex were
great, but there are things I haven't done with either of them."

	Crazy Joe pursed his lips.  "If you want to do more on both sides,
I'm thinking that you might just swing both ways.  There really isn't a
problem with that, as I've said before.  Has pussy soured you on Jerome?  I'm
hearing no..."

	"No, that's right," Robert agreed.  "Jerome is... nice.  Like I said,
there is stuff I'd still like to do with Jerome -- and with the lady I met.
Some of those things either of them could do, if you know what I mean."

	"Yeah, a blowjob is a blowjob, and ass is ass," Joe nodded.  "Jerome
might argue that head from a guy is better because he knows how it feels to
get it, but a woman who knows what she's doing could probably even that out."

	Robert colored.  "My first blowjob lasted about two seconds."

	"That happens when guys are your age," Joe chuckled.  "The flip side
is that you recharge a lot faster than I do, so you can work through it.
Getting that first load off just gets you ready to do it up properly in round
two."

	"Yeah," Robert nodded.  "That's how it worked for me."

	"Okay, so, I'm off the hook?  I'm not REALLY a pimp..." Joe asked.

	"Yeah."  The look on Robert's face said he knew he was kissing
something off.

	Crazy Joe detected it.  "Let's say I owe you an unspecified favor
some time in the future," he offered.

	"Okay."

	Maria and Crazy Joe did NOT discuss the future; he just cuddled her
on his lap in silence.  Both of them were trying to eke out what they
suspected was the last bit of joy they were going to get.  Joe contrived to
drop Maria and Robert before Regina so he could have a private interview with
her.

	"Thank your momma," Joe began.  "I owe her."

	Regina waved it off.  "She enjoyed it -- a lot!  I bet they get back
together."

	"Yeah, me, too.  What are we gonna do about you?"

	"I don't know.  Are you guys playing cards?"

	"Nothing is set up.  I'll be sure to tell you.  But Maria's family is
about to hit a rough patch.  Maybe you can help Maria some..."

	"Sure, Uncle Joe."

	"Hey, if things get tight, you call me.  I'll come up with
something."

	"You know, Momma likes Hammer..."

	"That's between them.  Test drives are over -- if Hammer wants to see
your momma, it's up to him to do something about it," Joe told her.

	"You could mention it..." Gina offered.

	"So could you," Joe retorted.  About that time, they reached Regina's
-- so the conversation ended there.

	Regina took a quick stab at Hammer, "Are you going to see Momma
again?"

	"Maybe."

	"I think she enjoyed your last visit."

	Hammer shrugged.  He paused for a moment, but didn't seem to want to
go beyond that.  He waved Regina away and put the car in motion.

	Regina scratched her head.  "Oh, well, she's got Robert," she
muttered philosophically.


	Thursday arrived -- and virtually no one wanted it to.  Crazy Joe
orchestrated things, however, sending Martin and Scott to collect and attract
Gina and Tony's attention before his arrival with their children.

	The Tomasellis were as ready as they were going to get when Martin
and Scott came up the walk.  Gina let them in and they went back to the
kitchen, where Gina and Tony played host and hostess, getting them drinks.
The atmosphere was charged with tension.  Finally, Scott erupted, "Awright, I
need eighty-two fifty."

	Gina and Tony shared a glance.  "Eighty-two hundred?  I thought we
did better than that..." Gina objected, thinking, 'Of course, Crazy Joe would
have some off-the-wall reason for stiffing us...'

	"No, eighty-two dollars and fifty cents," Scott replied.  "It's all
you owe."

	Tony dug out his wallet.  "I've got fifty-five..."

	"I'll get my purse..."  Gina, dumbfounded, dug out twenty-seven
dollars and fifty cents.  She put them in Scott's hand atop the fifty-five
from Tony.

	"Okay, you're all square," Scot said, pocketing the money.  "We're
done here."

	"I don't get it," Gina objected.  "We didn't do that well, either."

	"A benefactor handled the remaining balance," Crazy Joe said,
stepping through the doorway from the living room.  "Two, actually."  He
waved at the doorway and Maria and Robert stepped through to stand there,
diffidently.

	Gina went white.  "No!  NO!!!"  She whirled on Tony, "DAMN YOU!  LOOK
WHAT YOU'VE DONE!  Our children...!!!"  She started beating on Tony, who
limited himself to defensive moves.

	Joe flicked a finger and Martin and Scott pulled Gina off Tony.  She
was still hissing and spitting when Maria yelled, "Mama!"

	"Baby?"  Tears flowed as Gina eyed her daughter.

	"Actually, it's partly YOUR fault," Maria said softly.  "That night
when you started yelling and slapped Poppa, well, we had to know why.  And we
found out -- and found out that we could help..."

	"It was never about the kids," Crazy Joe said heavily.  "They were
just a threat to keep you two moving in the right direction.  You were
supposed to pay the bill, on your back," he said, pointing at Gina, "and you
were supposed to pay by having to deal with her and what she was doing.  The
shit that went down last Friday night was gravy from the standpoint of Tony
getting deeper into things and having to take it personally.  But they came
to me..."

	"Oh, God!" Gina gasped.  "What have you done?"  She collapsed into a
chair.

	"Let's go out in the living room," Crazy Joe suggested.  "It's a long
story."  The seven of them went to the living room.  Gina and Tony sat in
chairs, Scott and Martin dragged kitchen chairs in from there, and Crazy Joe
sat on the couch with Robert on his left and Maria on his right.  "I went
over to the school to get an eye on the kids -- and they knew EXACTLY who I
was.  That was a surprise, but it wasn't a patch on this one telling me
EXACTLY what I'd offered you for her!"  He sat back, rubbing Maria's back
with his hand.  "I made assumptions, you know?  They said otherwise, but I
figured you'd talked to them.  They knew WAY too much -- shit, they knew
EVERY fucking thing!"

	"So what happened?" Tony asked hollowly.

	"Maria bargained like a champ and sold herself to me for thirty-five
hundred," Joe replied.

	"That wasn't all..." Tony husked.  It wasn't enough money.

	"Robert offered to sell his cherries for two grand," Crazy Joe
replied.

	"Oh, God..." Gina moaned.

	"Can I buy them back?" Tony husked.

	"It's too late for Robert, I'm afraid," Crazy Joe replied, "But I
don't think he's damaged.  He seems fine with the result.  I went so far as
to help him deal with the aftermath, but he wasn't roughed up or anything,
anyway -- the guy did it romantic-like.  Am I right?" he asked Robert.

	"Yes."  Robert nodded tightly, somehow able to look back and forth at
his parents.  It wasn't easy -- Mama was horrified, and Poppa looked sick.

	"And Maria?" Gina asked quietly.

	"You know I never planned to rush things," Crazy Joe replied.
"Nothing irreparable has been done."

	"Tony..." Gina began, waving a finger angrily at her spouse.

	"What will it take?" Tony asked.

	"Stop!" Maria erupted.  "I made a deal -- and I'm not breaking it!
Besides, it isn't about the money anymore -- we have a relationship."

	"What?  Baby, he's..." Gina erupted.

	"Older?" Maria smiled crookedly.  "And that's bad?  Oh, it isn't like
we're gonna get married, but I LIKE Joe!"

	"After what he's done?" Gina gasped.

	"What's he done?" Maria argued.  "Poppa, didn't you know that if you
lost and couldn't pay, you were gonna be in big trouble?"

	"Well, yeah..." Tony nodded.

	"What about me?" Gina asked.  "Where do I enter into things?"

	"Oh, come on, Mama!  You're married!" Maria retorted.  "Joe runs a
business -- and it has rules.  One of those rules is that you pay up or he
does something drastic, right?  I mean, it's illegal to start with, so he
can't take you to court, right?  Right?"

	Crazy Joe threw up his hands.  "You know, it would be different if
I'd TOLD her this stuff!"

	"Maria..." Gina whined.

	"Mama, did you go out and do that thing last Friday?  I don't know
specifics, but I know you had sex with a whole bunch of people, right?" Maria
pressed.

	"Yes.  I had no choice!"

	"Poppa?  You went too, didn't you?" Maria pressed.  "And it wasn't a
whole lot of fun, I bet!"

	"Yes, you're right..." Tony agreed.

	"Okay.  I went out, too -- with Joe.  And I bet I had a LOT more
fun!" Maria crossed her arms.

	"Baby, you don't know what you're getting into!" Gina burst out.
"Crazy Joe is a..."  Gina shut up, abruptly.

	Maria raised her finger to Crazy Joe.  "Bad man?  Criminal?  Poppa
hangs out with criminals -- why can't I?"  She pursed her lips.  "Maybe
you're talking about the other thing.  Mama, I'm fourteen.  Girls have babies
at fourteen some places.  If you're talking about Joe molesting little girls,
I'm almost too big to molest, anyway, and there are two types of molesters --
mean guys who hurt little girls and nice guys who have fun with them, but
have to deal with laws written for mean guys.  I'm satisfied that Joe is the
second type."

	"You can't TRUST him, Baby!" Gina wailed.

	"Sure, I can.  I can trust him to do bad things when he says he will
and I can trust him to do good things when he says he will.  He didn't tell
Poppa he was gonna just pat him on the head and say it's okay if he didn't
pay his debts -- he told him bad things would happen.  Where is the lie in
that?" Maria insisted.

	"I can't believe we're having this conversation," Gina said dully.

	"Me either, frankly!" Joe erupted.  "I told Maria Monday that we
could just wash this -- but she won't!"

	"You could force her!" Gina erupted.

	"But I won't -- because she feels strongly about her word of honor --
and, yeah, because I really don't want to," Joe sighed.  "I AM an honorable
man.  I could have not told you about this and put you out again.  I COULD
have lied to Maria about where you stood.  There are a lot of things I COULD
have done.  Instead, we're sitting here..."

	Gina whirled to Tony.  "We come back to you!  This is ALL YOUR
FAULT!"  Tony blanched, but said nothing.  "I want you to pay for your
daughter -- even if she WON'T give up this thing with Crazy Joe!  Maybe by
the time she has to..."

	"Come on, Mama, I know the words -- everybody does -- use one!" Maria
snapped.

	"Fine!  Maybe by the time you have to fuck, you'll see where things
are going!" Gina snarled back.

	Crazy Joe pulled his lip.  "I would have to arrange something.  Tony
isn't that salable -- which is why you were dragged into this in the first
place.  If it had been you, we wouldn't have bothered Tony any more than
necessary, because you have your own moneymaker -- he would have just had to
suck up the fact that you were fucking around.  And I don't think it's up to
you to dictate this, either!  Let me think for a moment..."  He frowned at
the floor.

	"Boss?" Martin interjected.

	"Yeah."

	"As a reminder, she's partly to blame.  If she hadn't freaked and
tried to slap around her old man and done a lot of yelling and such, the kids
would have been in the dark -- am I right?" Martin checked with Maria and
Robert for verification.  Both nodded.

	"I'd just had the living shit screwed out of me by two strangers!"
Gina erupted.

	"Why doesn't really matter, does it?" Crazy Joe said gently.  "It put
the kids on alert, and they learned all about the situation.  If they hadn't
known..."

	"You're putting this on me?" Gina gasped.

	"Partially.  Really, since I would have limited myself to the two of
you until they appeared before me and asked to be included, that puts the
children's situation more or less fully on your shoulders..."

	"But I didn't mean to..." Gina gasped.

	"Tony didn't MEAN to lose his bets, either!" Joe replied reasonably.

	"THAT'S for sure..."

	"Shut up, Tony," Joe said without any particular emphasis.  "Fact is,
you're a pussy.  Maria has more balls than you do -- and so does Robert.
They're both good kids, but I see more of their old lady in them that I see
of you."  He turned back to Gina.  "You don't trust me -- fine.  You can hang
out at the house when she's there.  But you don't interfere and you don't get
in my face or hers -- and you don't come in my bedroom unless specifically
invited, understand?"

	Maria and Gina both sat thinking about it -- and after a moment, they
were an unintended chorus, saying, "I don't like it!"

	"Tough!" Crazy Joe replied.  "That goes for you, too, Sweetheart.
It'll be okay or I'll lock her up somewhere if she misbehaves."  He turned
back to Gina.  "You earn..." He paused, thinking, "sixty-five percent of
Maria's contract money.  Tony earns the other thirty-five.  I've already told
you why -- and the reasons are both good ones."  Gina, caught with her mouth
open to protest, shut it.  "It might take until Saturday to arrange something
for you, Gina -- and maybe longer for Tony -- and lookit, if Maria decides
you wasted your fucking time doing this shit, do NOT come crying to me --
understand?  I think you're a fine pair of assholes -- the kids went out on a
limb for you and you STILL want to fuck around!"  He shifted his glance from
Gina to Tony and back.  "Is that how you want it?"

	Gina turned to Tony and pursed her lips, then nodded.  Tony nodded
agreement.

	"Fine.  Since you're both assholes, you both get fucked.  Take care
of it," Crazy Joe waved at Martin and Scott.  "Sixty-five, thirty-five," he
added, pointing at Gina then Tony, "She needs more dick, anyway.  I'm taking
the kids out to dinner -- don't wait up!"  He pulled the kids to their feet
and strode out, leading them.  "You two got homework?"

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