Topic: First time FAy ( still writing the book) | |
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Edited by
ChangeofHeart
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Tue 06/01/10 05:42 PM
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I remember one time Fay asked me why i was so angry. I knew why, but i never wanted to give someone that power over me. I just told her that my job made me angry. She never believed me. Why would she. She had been doing her job for a long time. I think she felt sorry for me. She knew i had a couple of families i couldnt spend much time with. It wasnt good to let the Heads know you were attached to something more than the job.
Fay was one of the Info People. She worked out of Chicago. If we had a drop, or pickup from Toledo, to Iowa, she was one of the Info People we talked to. The Heads wouldnt like to know Fay and I were planning to see each other. She didnt really know what i did. If the Heads even thought she knew, they would make me, or Dirty Wood, do her in. I wouldnt think twice about it. Its not that i didnt like her, but i liked myself more. I was just finishing up a job. I called in for my next one. Fay answer the phone. She told me that my next job wouldnt be until the next afternoon. To me that ment the person was still alive. Most of the times the bodies were still warm when i got them. Or what was left of them. So, now i had a night to kill. I asked Fay if she wanted to meet up later. I knew she lived in Carol, IL. There was a Chicago Pizza near her apartment. Of course she said yes. I know, but hey, what can i say. Since this was the first time i was going to meet her, i wanted to check into a Hotel and clean up. Now i would get a chance to put a face with the voice. And maybe get some much needed azz. I was kind of running behind, but, i would be worth the wait. I knew a little about Fay. Not much. I figured she had read my file. It also had a picture of me. It was a bullsh@t file, but the Heads had to make things look legit. I finally got to the Chicago Pizza place. I was only a half hour late. I didnt think that was bad, but Fay had another idea about it. She got my attention as soon as i walked thru the door. After calling my name, she looked into my browns, and told me never make her wait again. I think she ment what she said. I wasnt scared. No really. If it wasnt for those big boobs, i might have let a Bit#h or two out. So im shallow. I guess i could have described her as a whole person first. But i couldnt help checking out her Hips, and she had a Fat Azz to go with them |
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