He watched "Juicy" rush out of the private booth, he hoped for both their sakes she would not open her mouth on what had happened moments ago. Returning his focus over to Lacy or "Cherri" as she preferred to be called, he slid her lower onto his laps, so he now had to look down at her, almost as she was moments of way from taking his cock in her pouty full lips.<br/>"Do you take me for a fool?"<br/><br/>Fransisco's English became clear for this moment, revealing a secret to her. He was a "businessman", he knew english fluently,the accent was just a front to throw off people. His lips curled into a grin as he picked up the vodka took a drink and set it down on the table.<br/>"I can get a drink outside, I came here to see you shake that fine ass on that table and into my hands...so how about you stop wasting my time and get to it sweetheart..."<br/><br/>A hand reached up to squeeze her breast, toying with the nipple a few moments before he guided his hand down to her panties again.<br/>"And I want to see you fully naked...I'll make it worth your while chula..."<br/>The free hand moved up to her neck, holding her fragile neck in his hand, his eyes sharpened almost appearing hostile. The heads of the "Tres Muertas" where not know for compassion and understanding, Frankie had inherited the same attitude as his father, one of the most ruthless and dangerous men living today.<br/>"I am not like that old man...I know what I like from women like you...and I am more than willing to make it worth your while."