Danny knew the law firm.  They were good at what they did, representing some of the rich and famous in New York City.  "A lawyer you say.  Well now if I need one I know who to ask for."  he grinned.  "What made me want to build a club like Lucy's?"  he shugged his shoulders.  "Guess you could say I like entertaining people.  My parents use to entertain a number of people at the mansion and well I guess it got into my blood, but a bit stronger then they had."  he laughed.  "Here I get to rub elbows with a number of the people I do business with.  Well that I have business dealings with.  Also it is a way to meet people like yourself."  he smiled as he sipped his drink.	The club was just that, a place to meet and get the goods on some of New York Cities elites.  Pictures of them with some of the ladies of the night, and perhaps more where the ladies took them.  Having a place where some could come and ask him for a favor of which he would expect one back.  He never did actual business dealings there nor was the club anything else but a club.  His gambling and drug places were scattered about the territory he claimed.  The ladies of the night worked for him but through other people and were well taken care of.  No one beat them, or did anything to hurt them, for if they did, they would not be seen again, no matter what they did for a living.<br/><br/>The night was beginning to get a bit late and he had an early meeting with a Senator in the morning.  "Can I give you a lift anywhere?  I have an important meeting to go to in the morning."  His hand now was on her shoulder moving lightly over her back just below the neck.  Looking down at her lovely tits, he doubted she wore a bra and wondered.