Frank followed the Boss as he reminisced about the artwork he had cut into the bitches' tits. When they got to a quiet spot, the Boss laid out his plan. Frank wasn't much of a thinker at times but he could see a problem right away with what the boss planned to do. Knowing that the big man hated to lose at anything, Frank figured he better tell him right away since the problem he saw would undermine the entire operation. Taking a deep breath, he turned and faced Mordecai.<br/><br/>"Boss, I see one problem with your idea," he began carefully. "Now, I may not be thinking right but hear me out. You want four cunts to be completely obedient to their handlers and to you. You also want these same four bitches to pull off bank heists. Pulling off bank heists requires the entire crew to think on their feet. Plans never go according to how they are on paper. There is always something that crops up that no one foresaw. I know how to get a bitch to be completely obedient to me but I do it through fear. I don't let them out of my sight for too long or they get ideas and start to rebel. I'm not one to train sluts to love me. Slaves that are completely obedient through fear will not be good slaves to release on their own with a set of instructions. Just my two cents."