Memoirs of a Creole Crime Cartel

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by Red Snapper


  So now…I’m just enjoying life, living it up…enjoying my money, my freedom and of course I’m enjoying such immense sex in the infamous Guild! Ah…the Guild, such a wonderful organization. One that allows you to experience all of your sexual desires and create new ones as well. I don’t know what I’d do if I didn’t have it in my life. It’s the reason I’d never married. I don’t need a man in my life telling me what to do. The way my personality is…no man could run me anyway. So…there’s the issue of sex. I’d just use the men in my Guild to give me what I need as far as a dick is concerned. That’s all a man is good for anyway…DICK! Every now and then I love the taste of a woman’s pussy so I indulge in that as well. So you see…I have everything I need except that one thing…that one thing that was taken from me…I knew I didn’t want the love of a man again after Roscoe died, but that one thing that’s missing is the love of my daughter! That thing I will have…that thing I’ll get. I just need to plan it out and plan it out without fail. When the right opportunity comes and it will…I’ll be right there to take it by the balls. You see…I’m Tangie Laurie and I always get what I want…Kansas City is my empire and I’ll get my baby girl back in my life. Just you wait and see. You’re see what the power of persuasion can really do if you do it with elegance and grace…men can’t resist me and women want to be me! I’m gonna get her and you’ll see how it’s done. It’s what I do…it’s what I was born for!

  Fade to black! It ain’t over until it’s over…stay tuned!

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