Barbara Swan Report
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(posted as Barbara Swan)
On Thursday I was working the bar in Mahoney's Irish Pub when a man named Lance Zodic entered. He sat alone at a table watching Garie do her strip tease. When I approached the table he ordered another rum and coke so I fetched him his drink. He was an extremely large good looking man and we bantered words. He asked when I got off duty, and since Molly was already there to take over, I broke Denny's rule of no dating the customers since he wasn't a regular. I said I'd be leaving in 20 minutes. If he was out there when I left, I'd see who he was.
Sure enough he was waiting with a taxi, so I slipped in and he took me to his place, a nice first floor flat at 204 Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn. The sex was fantastic. He turned out to be even better than "advertised" and I spent the night.
He was gone when I finally woke up, but there was a note there saying he'd like to see me again. His cell phone number there for me. It was simple female curiosity that made me walk in his den and turn on the computer. There I found lots of recent websites that had pictures that made even me cringe, molestation and the like. Worse than BDSM.
So I opened the desk drawers, using a safety pin as a lock pick. There, to my horror, were photos of naked girls in various forms of restraints, several I recognized as Big Apple Escorts. There were long lists of names, foreign locations and dollar amounts and it seemed obvious he was selling some of these women out of the country.
I tried to put everything back as I found it, added a note saying I'd love to get together again, and got the hell out of there. I told Denny what I'd found and we were soon on line with Diego. He said not to do anything ourselves, that he would have Lindsay pass the information along to the police immediately, his normal avenue for moments like this.
