It reamed him, it unmanned him. It merged into the mask to become an obscene limb that poked from his smoothed features. Sex Gambling and whoring, drinking and maybe doing the odd line of coke. Mentally she listed all those people that she knew and considered each in turn as a candidate for slavery. “Valerie owns me. The middle aged woman let her mask slip. “Well I don’t know why that awful policeman in Nassau pretended to be someone else then!”
“What do you mean?” he asked. “This was not quite the way that we had it planned, Henry,” she said as she started to unzip the wet suit. ———————–
With a little greasy crawling and continual references to the three hundred thousand that he had lost back to the tables, Henry managed to arrange a two week stay in the hotel at the back of the casino as well as enough player points to feed himself and drink a little as well. Short skirt and a windcheater jacket she was wearing the usual heavy makeup and her hair was hidden beneath a baseball cap.
