I said to myself who does that Bastard think he is? He couldn’t wait to throw one of his blonds into a bed.
As we approached the front door, the noise was so loud; I couldn’t think. Gloria pushed me into a ‘Palace’ The apartment started with a spacious white marble floor surrounding a well-stocked mahogany bar. Famous original painting controlled the walls. And a balcony that began at the front door and continues to the other side of the world. Everybody came up with kisses and congratulations on the new apartment, but also the victory at ‘The Diner.’
If one more person asks me where Robert is, I will heave. There were gifts everywhere.
I was waiting for Robert just to come over with a hug, and I would have been the happiest girl in the world, and after the party was over and we polity said good night to our guest, then I would drag him off to the bedroom.
So, Gloria took me for walking tour. They built the whole place for me to have eyesight. But Robert would still have to be nearby. Here is how it works if Robert was in the bedroom thinking about last night’s sex (in his dreams) and the door was closed I could see nothing. But if the bedroom door was open, and it hung a series of mirrors around the apartment at the right angles, I could see anywhere in the flat. The carpenters did a humongous job on this place.
There was a large bedroom I guess it was ours. There were feminine dresses, gowns, coats, and shoes in the closets. My stuff was in one small closet. I got so mad I was about to throw all the whore’s outfits over the balcony, but Gloria and Sarah stopped me in time. They grabbed the dresses out of my hands and said we bought these beautiful garments for you. Robert gave us each Sax’s Fifth Avenue credit cards and said we could purchase outfits for you. But the best was he also, told us to buy stuff for everyone. Alice, we went insane and spent a fortune. Gloria said I showed him a printout of all our credit charges. I waited with my eyes closed.”
Robert looked at the bills and,, said don’t worry about it.
“Well, Alice said he has a lot of audacity, but he was right, and she jumped on both girls. Together we picked out an outfit, a short black cocktail dress with black nylons, and black shoes. Throw in a quick hairdo and change of lipsticks and a dab of perfume, and we were off to the party.”
“I told them I would catch up because I think I saw Joeann going into one of the bedrooms.”
I found her in a spare room crying.
“Joeann” said she “heard at the party that Steven was back with his Stepmother. Since he hasn’t called or showed up at our apartment, it must be over. I have no place to go except our condo in this building, and I would rather die.”
Alice said “this is your bedroom. We might as well stay here and enjoy our new residences since it is too dangerous to leave. I ended the problem by taking her to the party.”
We all had a good time singing and dancing, on the balcony, yeah, a few highballs, it stopped too soon. Everybody left laughing and smiling. Each of the Army guys had to kiss me goodnight before they when down to the rooms in their complex. “I told everyone Robert was working on something important, instead of just pouting in his room like a child.
I told Nit and Wit to help clean up and wake me up in the morning.
Joeann and I went to her new bedroom. The room had its own stocked bathroom. It had everything from booze to nightgowns. I kissed her on the head goodnight and told her I would be back as soon as I straighten out Robert.
I ran to the front door, I forgot about Lily Kemble and what’s his name. I found them sleeping in their beds. Ok, here we go. I opened the door and walked in; I thought I was in a dream; the carpet was pure white and about two feet deep. I was staring at a mahogany poster bed, with white curtains hanging around it for privacy. There was a red love seat sofa, a few armchairs and coffee tables. The bedroom wallpaper was an old French design, in a new light floral pattern. A teak wood molding separated the wallpaper from the ceiling which was an off-white color with a few recessed lights.
I found a bathroom as big as a roller rink: a makeup counter with all my items and a table covered with silver hair combs, and brushes. The room had two ultra-closets, one for Robert’s suits. The other one had boxes and packages from Sax; I guess mine. On a table, there was a box from France filled with an embarrassing amount of Cologne and perfumes. Also, there was a strange board that folds out of the wall; it looked like one of those sex torture bed.
I opened the dresser draws looking for other women’s underwear, I found a lot that wasn’t mine and about ready to go insane. Then at the bottom of one his dresser’s drawer, I found a brown envelope hidden underneath the clothes. It had to contain dirty pictures of women that fiend. Now I have a sex maniac hiding somewhere near, waiting to attack me, more than once.
So, there I was sitting at the end of his bed, which I would rather die first before I ever got in it. I dumped the pictures in the package onto the bed. With a hand over my eyes, I peeked at the dirty photographs. I found out they were not, photos but, pages ripped out of books.
There were pictures of French furniture, Italian wallpaper, Iranian rugs, and Venice glass figurines and Framed English countryside painting.
From the magazine, there were photos of wallpaper, paint colors carpets samples from other publications. While I looked at pictures of furniture taken from an old French book, then it hit me like a brick through a window.
For the last ten years Robert, Grandma Lily, Elizabeth, and even his Father, King John have been showing me pictures of old French furniture, paintings, and colors of rugs, wallpaper, and paint, etc. for my opinion. It looks like, as I bursted out in tears, I was the one who had chosen everything in the apartment. I just was too tired to think any more and crawled into my bed and fell asleep.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The phone woke me up.
It was him. He said good morning honey turn on the TV.
The pretty little Princess said no you bastard, and just before she threw the phone out the window, she got a horrible feeling something was wrong.
So, she turned on the television. The Prince was on every channel. He looked terrible. He was behind bars, almost naked, dripping sweat, surrounded by convicts and he was mad.
The Princess asked where the hell are you, where are your clothes and who are those despicable men surrounding you?”
Robert, what are you wearing?
My favorite fighting shorts. Alice is that the only question you think is essential?
“Mr. Prince after your behavior last night I will never talk to you again of course after this conversation. I may never see you again, but you are not wearing panties out in public.”
“Robert, how can I see you and who are those men, are you in hell?”
“Let me update you Ms. Nightly falling off. The creep at The Diner that tried to kill me horribly must have sprayed me with a touch of poison. All I could think of was laying down after the fight. I don’t understand how you can see me you have to ask the Soldiers?”
Alice, I have had the presser of cops dragging me off to jail to spend the rest of my life in prison. forever for a few years now. Your mother has a couple of New York State cops on her payroll who claim you signed documents stating I have been molesting you for years. Also, your mother claims you are delusional with this Princess stuff and demands control over all your income and the house on Bleecker Street.
“I had to turn myself in under the agreement we made with the New York State’s D. A. I am not in hell yet. These men are my fellow inmates, thanks to your Mother, Clare. Under the agreement, I will be sentenced to seven years in prison.”
“Robert, you have nasty new scares, did they come from, the jail.”
“Alice, your family, has put a massive death contract on me. Every time I turn around someone is trying to kill me.”
Tonight starts the Friday Night Fights. We haven’t told you yet but, your entire family is in
volved, so let the people in the apartments do what they want to set up for tonight. There should be parties everywhere. You are going to be the announcer and my second.
I need your mind reading abilities desperately. We are going to work together to beat these people. You are going to read these people minds and pass the information on to me even if I get killed you are going to be good for at least a million.
By the way, the girls picked-out all the female clothes in the apartment for you. Gloria acted as a model. I picked out the nightgowns.
The Brooklyn Fight’s
Robert asked Alice for help. He told her if we work together, we can beat these guys. If we win the Championship, our Brooklyn families, and we will become wealthy.
Honey, when you enter the fighter’s mind; here is a list of things I need. If you think of anything else collect it.
The name of the first fighter is ‘The Beast.’
Review all ‘The Beast’ fights. Then examine his battles through his eyes. Break down his (The Beast) beliefs about what he saw and what happened. See if you can find something peculiar in his fighting?
Review his training routine. Remember what exercise he likes and the ones he hates?
Read his trainer’s mind, see what he thinks his fighter’s weakness and strengths are?
Do a full body scan of the guy. We are looking for prior and or present injuries. Also, any flaws in his bone structure relate each injury to the event and see how it happened?
See what type of drugs he uses and how much is in him now?
Ask your brain to figure out how I can kill him before he kills me?
Alice not only are we going to control the movement of each fight we also are going to supervise the Television and Radio with you and the girls as broadcasters.
We can start with you acting like we had a fight. Yell at me then go seat next to the two T.V. announcers. Since they can’t keep their eyes off you, it should be easy for you to take over the show. Alice, also, you can settle the argument about my fighting trunks by demanding their listeners vote on my shorts; should I keep them on or get a bigger suit? Then talk about us. Tell them the story like I am trying to buy a sex night or something, the viewers can vote on that too.
Robert, you have given me a million orders, and you do nothing. We all know you’re slow. Remember I’m just your ex-girlfriend, not your married slave.
Alice time is money If I killed this guy in the first round your share would be at least one hundred thousand dollars.
Alice said ‘Honey Drop’ tonight when we throw out the last drunk from our party; I will race you to the bedroom.
Want another drink dear?
Yes, Honey Mellow.’
Alice closed her eyes and said, I will kill him.
Robert’s boys took over the local television headquarters and moved it to the Soldiers Operational center at The Fifth Avenue Complex. They direct channel Nine’s transmissions to networks locations around the World. For the first time the Soldiers and the ‘Eleven Families’ can watch the ‘Fights’ and wager on the outcomes.
There was only one TV camera set up at the ‘Fights’ location. Billy with the help of a gun took it over. After a short instruction course, Billy was on his own. They put the former operator into a jail cell with some of the local talent.
The Fights will be the first television broadcast originating from the Country of Brooklyn. Unknown to the public this sporting event will screen actual ‘Death’ matches. Since Robert’s boys control the transmission, the World will get a giant wake-up call of what’s coming down the road.
The TV executives believed this alleged sport’s event would not draw viewers, therefore no sponsors. Most boxing fans thought the upcoming Fights were just fancy fake wrestling.
Unknown to most people these deaths battles have been going on for hundreds of years in foreign countries.
The fighters scheduled for tonight’s matches are the best in the World. So, the final winner will be the World’s Champion. There will be five matches. The winner of the first battle will receive a prize of $50,000 and an addition $25,000 if he kills his opponent. The prize amount increases $25,000 a match with the final contest prize at $150,000. The $25,000 amount stays the same if the loser dies.
If the winner of the first contest wants to continue, he can. He can fight the second battle, then a third, then he can compete for the Championship.
The present leader, Wu Chow is at 25 and one tie. If someone takes him down, he will be declared the victor the new Champion and the ‘World’s most dangerous man.’
The two Television sports announcers assigned to work the fights are Chuck and Doug. These famous TV personalities have seen better days, and they considered the Brooklyn’s Fights’ the bottom of the barrel. A perfect spot for them to end there career. But, not knowing it, these two guys became part of the most celebrated sports event of all time.
Chuck said hello to the TV and radio audience, this is my partner Doug and welcome to The Friday Night’s ‘Brooklyn Fights.’
Doug said I would advise any of you with a weak stomach or a crummy heart not to watch this program. There are five no holds barred battles. We have never heard of these men who are fighting. Each of these men claims to weight over 300 pounds and have killed many opponents.
There is a nineteen-year-old boy in the first fight. Even the kid claims to have killed other fighters.
The fights producers have the outrageous nerve to promise $25,000 to any fighter who kills his opponent.
Chuck said “I find it shocking that you can bet on each fight. They have cashiers waiting for your telephone call, and there are gambling windows open all around here. The odds of the first event are 20 to one against the kid and an added ten percent if he gets killed in the first round.”
The two announcers were given drinks and sandwiches. Sarah served them potent cocktails. Besides booze, the drinks held a relaxing drug with the mandatory little umbrellas.
The famous Prosciutto Sandwiches with roasted red peppers and melted Gorgonzola cheese was a hit.
After an advertising break, Chuck said hello, “this is Doug, and I am Chuck. This sports broadcast is being transmitted throughout North America and overseas.”
Two large men approached the announcers’ tent (Tony and Steven) carrying an armchair. The young men pushed the chair between Chuck and Doug.
Alice came back in half an hour and gave her a report on the ‘Breast’ to Robert” She said; “Robert I don’t want you to fight this guy. He is crazy; he won’t stop, he hates you. It pisses him off that he must battle an unknown nineteen old punk kid. In fact, he went nuts in the shower room.”
“Thank you, Ms. Pig for that shower room review,” Robert said.
“Did you find any weakness in his fighting abilities, Ms. who likes to watch strange men in the shower?” asked Robert?
Yes, said Alice: “The Beast’ is hyperactive. He can’t slow down, he always in a mad rush. This guy has never gone over three rounds without killing someone. ‘The Beast’ believes he has reached the big time and he can’t wait to get past you.” His mind is jumping up and down waiting for the fight to start if they delay it, he goIng to go insane. As soon as he murders you, his camp wants him to kill some of our family, including me. The ring guys want to help him kill our families after they rape the women.
I have had enough, Robert I am doing all the work, and I even had to put those tiny trunks on you, in front of the depraved prisoners. I must have washed my hands a hundred times. Don’t ask me to do anything else ever again.
Alice with your help we will make a few million bucks today.
After a pause, Alice said Robert, Dear, can I get you a drink and some peanuts?
Changing the subject Robert, stop flirting with that blond slut that hanging on to you It’s upsetting me?
Alice, the b
lond-haired person, is Gloria, she is wearing a wig. She is trying to get this guy’s ring people from seeing what ‘s behind me.
Robert, I am coming in the ring now as your second.
No, Alice, you must do a few things first, before you come into the ring.
I plan to slow down the start of this fight until this guy get so upset, he goes nuts.
Alice, please tell Uncle Carmine the wager for the first fight is one-one, which means I will win this fight in the first round. Ask Carmine to bet $50,000 for us to win and another $10,000 to ride.
Alice as you can see all the servers are wearing costumes today. Now behind us, there is an elderly woman, dressed as a Queen, give her the bet code and get me a ‘Seven & Seven.’
Alice said, Robert our bookie, I mean your bookie told me the amount of money bet on this fight is tremendous. The present odds are twenty to the one you will be dead by the second round. The word is that he will beat you until you are brain-dead.
Okay, honey increases our win bet to 100,000 and our ride bet by $50,000.
Robert, I am getting scared this guy is so doped up you won’t be able to kill him.
Your right baby, so we will help him kill himself. Now, this is my plan; Alice, use your Brooklyn bit with the chewing gum, the accent and so forth. With you and Gloria floating around the ring that will take the attention off the creep and get him more upset.
Alice just before the fight starts, stop it. Tell the referee you demand your ex-boyfriend gets his last smoke. The band will help you bump and grind across the ring. You take one out for yourself and put one in my mouth. Then you make believe you can’t find a match and bump and grim across again.
Meanwhile, Gloria will walk across the ring with the band’s help. Gloria will scream her love for me; then she will try to protect me from you, the blind witch
‘Numb Nuts’ why would the men get so excited?
Alice, you and Gloria are hot, and your both are wearing almost nothing.
Thanks, I love playing the slut role.
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