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City Life => New York City => Topic started by: Jason Maloney on February 09, 2006, 02:00:42 PM
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*opening my new private journal, a record I've decided to keep*
February 8, 2006
Last Friday night I bumped into Maddie at the Four Seasons Club bar. We chatted for a few minutes at the bar, joking around a bit, but then Maddie dragged me off to one of the more private booths.
I still remember leading Diego's team that saved her after she was kidnapped. Madison Cirillo, the Mafia Princess daughter of Domenic Cirillo. The Quiet Don, who retired when Diego took over the Genovese family.
She was beautiful beyond belief and, of course, out of my reach as a mere Genovese family wise guy.
I grew up in Queens, the only son of a poor cobbler and a seamstress. My life changed at the age of 14 when both my parents were murdered by some street gang thugs as they left an Italian restaurant. These guys were druggies and thought my father had money on him. When he refused to give up his wallet, they shot him in cold blood, then realized he had under thirty dollars on him. They dragged my mother in an ally, raped her, then shot her too.
I was rooming the streets when a man named Ernie Betrone found me and gave me a job running number slips. I used that job to gradually find out who those thugs were. I explained my situation to Ernie and his boss, Diego Farina. Two days later both bodies were found beaten to death and floating in the Hudson River.
I worked my way up the Genovese family chain, earning my "made man" status as a collector for Easy Loans. That was when I met April Dawn, the woman that managed Big Apple Escorts. She put me to work as one of her male escorts, and eventually a trained masseuse for the Carnegie Hill Spa.
I now have a really nice apartment in the Carnegie Hill Complex and a nice relationship with my current boss, Tammi Hanlin.
Back to Maddie in that Four Seasons Club booth. Maddie recently lost her unborn baby, divorced her Columbia University student husband and I could see she wasn't fully recovered. As we sipped wine and chatted, I felt her foot touch mine under the table in the secluded booth. Was it an accident? Maybe not, so I played a little footsies with her under there.
Sure enough, that spark came back in her eyes and I knew we both had the hots for each other. I offered to give her a private massage in her Carnegie Hill apartment. She topped that by inviting me for a weekend in her Cayman Island home. We spent Friday night in her place, took the private jet down to the Caymans on Saturday morning, and she showed me around her fantastic place. That afternoon I found her sun bathing naked on a lounge chair by the pool.
So, I stripped down, gave her a good look at what I had to offer on the diving board and dove in. She followed me to the board, dove in, swam over right in front of me, teased me a bit, then swam over to the concrete steps into the pool and waited. It was pretty obvious she liked what she saw. I swam over. returned the teasing until we did the deed right there in the pool.
I sure hope she's on the pill!!
*little smile*