Ricochet Bra Strap

Mafia. Yeah, it’s family and business. Drugs. Sex. Violence. But also barbecues, weddings, birthday parties, and lots of sexual drama.

Everyone fucks everyone.

Francesca Demos. Beauty queen. Vamp bad bitch. One of the daughters of the Demos Crime Family. Spoiled. Life served on a silver platter.

She had red hair like fresh blood in a long bob with a sharp fringe. A sly look about her. She would be the death of you. Or maybe a world wind night of sex with her large breasts smothering you.

Called into fathers office one night.

“Daughter enter…” he said.

She was displeased. She was going to take a long bath with her servant Diego.

“Yes father…” she said.

“You will be tasked with overseeing the sex trade in Bernill…” he said. Father was a tough, powerful man. Hidden in the shadows. Only puffs of smoke from a pipe could be seen.

“Bernill! That’s so far away! I’m busy…” she said.

He lifted his gun and fired two bullets. One hitting each of her dangling earrings. Ears stinging. But unharmed.

She had been under the radar of Father for too long…

“Okay… alright… Yes Father…” she said, wincing.