M4bloke
M4bloke
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The naked girl looked relieved to be excused and hastily left the room. As if she'd been saved from whatever was going to have happened next. She was young and quite pretty, with a little piggy face. Horse felt sorry for her but felt sure that whatever reprieve she'd got was only temporary. Besides, who was he to question other people's life choices.
Horse wasn't a fan of Wilbur but he had a grudging respect for him. Wilbur was Old School and he ran a tight ship. Not much happened on Wilbur's patch that he didn't get to hear about.
Wilbur was no 'looker' however. Massively overweight and pig ugly was the only way to describe him really. Wilbur got on fine without looks though. He was wealthy and his position as the head of the Bacon Boys meant that sex was never a problem. Boys, girls, Wilbur wasn't fussed. A pigs appetite extended to pretty much anything they could snuffle.
'So, you were going to tell us who carried out the hit on Styx," Horse reminded Wilbur.
Wilbur didn't immediately reply. Instead he turned to his brothers.
"Would you mind if we had a moment in private?" he asked them.
The two brothers got up and left their older brother alone in the room.
"I was," Wilbur continued. "But first I need something in return."
Wilbur leant back in his chair exposing the thin red corkscrew shaped penis under his pork belly.
Horse looked at Bessie.
"And what might that be?" Horse enquired.
Horse wasn't a fan of Wilbur but he had a grudging respect for him. Wilbur was Old School and he ran a tight ship. Not much happened on Wilbur's patch that he didn't get to hear about.
Wilbur was no 'looker' however. Massively overweight and pig ugly was the only way to describe him really. Wilbur got on fine without looks though. He was wealthy and his position as the head of the Bacon Boys meant that sex was never a problem. Boys, girls, Wilbur wasn't fussed. A pigs appetite extended to pretty much anything they could snuffle.
'So, you were going to tell us who carried out the hit on Styx," Horse reminded Wilbur.
Wilbur didn't immediately reply. Instead he turned to his brothers.
"Would you mind if we had a moment in private?" he asked them.
The two brothers got up and left their older brother alone in the room.
"I was," Wilbur continued. "But first I need something in return."
Wilbur leant back in his chair exposing the thin red corkscrew shaped penis under his pork belly.
Horse looked at Bessie.
"And what might that be?" Horse enquired.
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