Red Snow. Sean Ryan Stuart
fashionable academic look. Jeremy was convinced that the years had been good to his older cousin.
Just then, someone knocked at the door. Mr. Pascuali walked in. He was a rather small, balding Maitre Di, a Don Knotts-looking individual, but with an Italian flair.
“Mr. Fontana, what can I do for you?” he asked with an exaggerated Italian accent.
“I have some very special friends, and I want you to tell the chefs to prepare a very special meal for us. We are celebrating tonight. What can you recommend?” Guido asked.
“Well, I received a large shipment of Maine lobsters, and the Filet Mignon is very good. Perhaps a Caesar salad to start with, followed by a zuppa a la pomodore? Does that sound good?” The little man inquired, his right eyebrow raising in an anticipatory gesture.
“What do you think, guys?” Junior inquired.
Both Jeremy and Dougie replied simultaneously.
“Great!”
“Can I offer you a drink, Dougie?” Junior inquired.
“Sure, Guido, I’ll drink whatever you guys are having, and plenty of it. I told my secretary to clear my calendar for tomorrow; I’m taking the day off!” Dougie exclaimed, with great panache.
Just then, the gorgeous Rosemary entered the room with six of the most beautiful women Jeremy had ever seen. They all were very tall, radiant and leggy. They ranged in color from a chocolate-colored Jamaican beauty, to a spectacular six-foot-tall Nordic goddess, a veritable Smorgasbord of delicious female specimens, a rainbow of feminine creations.
“Sit down, and be quiet,” Rosemary ordered, her voice sounding more intimidating than the meanest First Sergeant Jeremy had ever encountered.
All of the women sat down near the window and waited to be introduced. Jeremy, Dougie and even Guido were speechless at the sight of this incredible display of female magnificence. Rosemary walked over to Guido and whispered in his ear.
“I hope you are pleased, Mr. Fontana?” Her head turning slightly to the right in expectation of a positive answer.
“Wow, you once again have overwhelmed me, Rosemary! Where have you been keeping these beauties? I haven’t seen them around the casino,” Guido answered, his eyes slowly admiring the multitude of beautiful women.
“Well, you might say they are virgins. I mean as far as the casino is concerned,” she quickly corrected herself. “I’ve been saving them for a special occasion, and have not allowed them to be used by anyone else,” Rosemary proudly answered, her already large bosom swelling to magnificent proportions.
“You done good, hasn’t she, boys?” Guido answered.
A chorus of, “Amen, Hallelujah,” greeted him. Jeremy felt the most uncomfortable of the lot. Being recently separated from his lover, he was not yet prepared for this compromising situation.
“Guido, I, I, uh, can you please come over here, I need to talk to you. I don’t think I can do anything just yet. Loretta has only been gone for a month or so, and I don’t know if I will ever see her again,” Jeremy whispered in his ear.
“Hey, don’t worry about it. These girls work for me, and they will or won’t do anything you want, or don’t want. Just think of them as your personal assistants, and they will take good care of you,” Guido smiled.
Dougie was out of his seat, and was now standing next to the girls, every one of them towering at least five inches over him.
“Hey you, you have been holding out on me. Had I known that you had so many beautiful women up here, I would have given you a discount on my services. Which one can I have, or better yet, how many can I have?” Dougie asked, his eyes bright with excitement.
“You can have as many as you can handle, but don’t let your eyes overload your pecker! As you are obviously the most sexually frustrated individual in our esteemed group, we will allow you the privilege of first pick,” Guido stated with a snicker.
Dougie quickly went over to the group and slowly eyed everyone of them. His gaze had the professional glance of a southern tobacco auctioneer reviewing the crop prior to the sale. He had an almost comical way about him. He strutted like a rooster in the barnyard, and everyone was quite aware of his exaggerated mannerisms. Dougie finally stopped in front of a gorgeous six-foot-tall redhead, and promptly said, “You are the lucky one, princess. You will have the honor of romancing me this evening, along with another beauty of course.”
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