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IC:Christopher Carmonte
5'11
Black hair
Medium build
Green eyes
Olive skin

Christopher is working his way up from thug status in the world of organized crime, working on becoming a capo. He sits in his cousin's bar, smoking a cigarette and nursing a jack n coke. He had a job to do, but was waiting for the call to proceed in haggling some shyster out of paying up. He deserved better than this, and everyone knew it, or should know it. It was alright though, these feelings always helped fuel the beatings he'd lay on someone. It's not how big you are or how hard you fight, but how smart you fight, and Chris thought he was pretty damned smart.

So he sat there, awaiting his orders like a common goon, enjoying the free drinks and the view of the ladies coming in from the club scene for a few more drinks, or maybe a lil blow. Women just loved to powder their noses.
 
Carla Rolata had grown up in a traditional Italian American family or so she thought. Her grandparents had immigrated to the U.S. and her parents had been born in the U.S. Though embraced by the local Italian community, both she and her parents had the benefits of speaking perfect English and very good Italian.

Unknown to her family and friends, after graduating from college with an associate degree in Criminology, she had entered the police of a large city. She had been recruited on campus for two reasons. First she they wanted a mole to penetrate the COSA NOSTRA in a particular area so that law enforcement could get some inside information to make some arrests. Second, Carla Rolata was a beauty. At 21 years of age, she had long black hair, olive skin, big brown eyes and large breasts. She looked Italian, spoke Italian, and her family was known in the broader community.

Carla knew there was great risk to herself and to her family if anyone found out. It was a game of secrecy and intrigue that made her accept the offer of police training and the assignment to be planted as a mole.

At the police academy, she wasn't stellar in many police functions. She barely passed the basic training. However, where she succeeded was an actress, a strategist, and someone could use her ingenuity. To many of the white officers, she was looked down upon as a "foreigner" trying to get ahead of the "boys". Though she tried to keep a low profile, she stuck out like a sore thumb given she was 5'4 99 lbs and most of her classmates were 6'2 and 200 lbs.

With help of law enforcement, and some very careful dealings, she obtained her cover working as a waitress in a local bar owned by one underlings of a major mob boss. Given her spectacular good looks, big boobs, smile, and the ease at which they could check out her references she was quickly and quietly hired.

It had been two weeks of working as a waitress in the bar when she finally saw Christopher Carmonte enter the bar and linger about. She had served him drinks several times and each time made a point of flashing a playful smile at him as she tried to get his interest.
 
Chris kept noticing the waitress that was serving him. She was hot, dark hair, nice tits, brown eyes, everything a guy could go crazy for. He figured after this one job, he'd be done for the rest of the night.

He looked her over eagerly and figured that it wouldn't hurt to spend a night or two with her, and decided to go for it, afterall, his cousin did own the bar, so he decided to place another order the next time she came around.

"Gimme another Jack n Coke, and uh, what are you doin' after your shift? Cause I got a little business to tend to, but after that, I'm open all night." He smiled at her.
 
Carla got a lot of attention from all the men in the little bar. It could have been the tight little black mini-skirt and skimpy little white she wore. It could have been the speed at which she served them their drinks and smiled at each of the customers. She was a great employees making each of the bar's guest feel special. Of course, she could got great tips and the men were quick to smile at her as they mumbled private sexual jokes or comments to one another. Several times during her shift she could sense men eying her up and down.

She knew she looked a very typical Italian woman with her long black hair, olive skin, and big brown eyes. Growing up people had always said she was very pretty. In high school her large breasts had caused her a lot of wanted and unwanted attention. Today, they were the bait.

There is 'Christopher Carmonte'. A minor thug according to police records... He's the one that division thinks can lead me into a deeper cover into the Cosa Nostra... If his boss ever finds out...We're both dead Carla thought nervously as she caught Mr. Carmonte sigsignalingnalling to her for more drinks.

She smiled and came to his table and asked politely:

"Would you like something else?"

Mr. Carmonte smiled and spoke:

"Gimme another Jack n Coke, and uh, what are you doin' after your shift? Cause I got a little business to tend to, but after that, I'm open all night."

"Your Jack n Coke is coming right up.... I was just planning on heading back to my apartment.... I'm not sure if the boss would like it if I dated customers... You know I'm new to the job... It's such a great place... and I wouldn't want to get fired" Carla explained.

She was playing shy and hard to get. It was very Italian. Mr. Carmonte would likely see through it.

Carla started to move back to the bar. Fixed him his drink and moments later returned to the table with the drink in hand to serve him. She was very nervous and could feel her nipples getting hard from the excitement of being so close to making contact with one of her targets. They had given her a list of potentials and though Mr. Carmonte wasn't high on the list he was on the list. This was her big break to score some information, implant herself a little more, and help to make some big busts.

These guys are vicious criminal.... They pimp... steal.... sell drugs and murder people Carla reminded herself.

Don't be brave... don't do anything stupid... just play along... there is no rush Carla reminded herself of her last police briefing.

"Here you go Sir.... Enjoy" Carla smiled and told him.

"You seem so nice... It's a shame...." Carla started to reply as her words said no but her body said yes. She leaned a little forward so that he could better appreciate her curves.
 
OCC: Looking for a new villain to take advantage of my undercover lady cop.

Smiles

Cindy :devil: :heart:
 
OOC: I suppose I can fill that position, might as well keep the same last name as that other guy but here's a character I'd make for you

Vinnie Carmonte
about 220 lbs sort of built
Brown Hair
Light brown almost tan eyes
 
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OCC: A very short bio.... But let's get rocking and you can surprise me.

IC: Carla had been doing her best to get the attention of Christopher Carmonte and he seemed interested but Carla shifted gears when a bigger fish walked into the club. It was Vinnie Carmonte. A cousin of Christopher but a well established hit-man and all around bad ass. Some of the locals saw him as an upcoming mobster destined to run a lot of the action.

The man had eyes of steel and moved with a certain swagger that caught a lot of attention. He was well dressed in a very expensive designer suit, that stylish and fit his muscular body. Nervously Carla brushed back a lock of her black hair, took a deep breath and gave her sexiest walk over to Vinnie who had just sat down at a corner table.

Carla smiled her best smile. She stood there for several seconds letting him get a good view of her legs, her tight little ass wrapped in the little black mini skirt, and her firm breasts that pressed at her tight little white blouse. She knew her Catholic parents would flip if they knew how she was dressed and who she was trying to flirt with.

Flashing her big brown eyes at him she asked in a sultry voice:

"What can I do for you today?........ A beer or something harder?"
 
OOC: Yeah sorry about that nice job filling in the blanks though. I should have done it but you did a great job, I'll try to make up for it or at least start to.

IC: Vinnie's attention was certainly caught by this hot new waitress at his brother's place. Just looking her over as he came in made him a bit distracted. But hell, who could blame him? With that figure, curves in all the right places, supplemented that nice big rack of hers nicely, and that ass was to die for. Topped off with a face that could make angels weep from its beauty, and with her dark hair flowing down just made her a living piece of art. He nearly bumped into someone on his way in to his normal table in the corner. But of course they knew who he was so in fear moved out of the way before anything happened to upset Vinnie.

After a couple of minutes that same waittress came over. As she walked over he watched her out of the corner of his eye so she wouldn't know how interested in her he was. Which considering if she looked at him at the right angle she could see the growing bulge that his pants were struggling to hide.


"What can I do for you today?........ A beer or something harder?"
she said
The irony Vinnie thought, "What do you suggest?" asked Vinnie. He'd had a bit of a rough day and was doing a fairly good job in keeping eye contact at least for now.
 
Vinnie Carmonte was everything and more that the background briefing at the police station a few days ago had claimed. He certainly had rugged good looks and a certain air of confidence about him. It was hard for Carla to believe that this man was seen by most of her police cards as a "mad dog" infamous for his misdeeds and behavior. There were a lot of stories that went around about him but so far the District Attorney had nailed him for a single thing. Somehow he kept slipping out of their legal efforts to put him behind bars where he belonged.

In her mind, Vinnie was a calculated mobster. In her body, she could feel a physical response to the raw power and charisma this man exuberated. Normally she didn't like flashy and powerful, but this man seemed to have it all together. For Carla, who was normally quiet, modest, private and very shy, this was her own role playing game of good guy and bad guy. She was fishing to make her police career and she was hoping to reel in Vinnie as the whopper fish.

A well hidden mic, buried in her eye, and utterly concealed told :

"Carla, we have visual identification. Target is Vinnie Carmonte. You are cleared to proceed with Operation Pink Pussy".

Carla couldn't answer the barely there voice in her ear. Instead she shifted her head to confirm that the message was received. The whole club was under close surveillance. If she could get Vinnie a little interested, she'd have a chance of penetrating the underworld and then finding out a whole lot of intelligence that would down a whole bunch of these crazy mobsters.

The briefing had been really clear and Carla knew the risks she was taking. Once she got in deep enough to her cover there would be no more hidden transmitters or receivers. She might be able to send a few secret messages but contact with the police support unit would become more and more limited until the police were ready to break in and arrest people.

The set up was simple. The plan was for her to be arrested and charged right along with her new mobster associated. Late in the game, the DA would drop the charges against her and go after the big fish. No one would ever know she was the mole feeding the police the intelligence they needed. Carla thought she was so damn smart but never could have predicted the way things were going to unfold.

Carla was snapped back into her cover, when Vinnie replied to her question with a question of her own:

"What do you suggest?" asked Vinnie.

"A big guy like you... You need something hot, soft and very wet... How about a few shots of Tequila to warm you up..... I'm Carla.... I'll be your waitress" Carla made a very casual introduction.
 
"A big guy like you... You need something hot, soft and very wet... How about a few shots of Tequila to warm you up..... I'm Carla.... I'll be your waitress" she said

'Hmmm so her name is Carla,' thought Vinnie, 'good to know.' Could that have been her hitting on him, if it was it did help his ego, even if his brother Mike had put her up to it for some kind of raise. 'Nah she's probably just getting me ready for some stronger stuff,' Vinnie thought. 'Yeah that makes sense but wouldn't hurt to check'

"Sounds good but I wonder what you want to warm me up to?" Vinnie asked with a grin. "Oh by the way, how long have you been working here, ... Carla? I haven't seen you here before and I know most of the staff since my brother Mike owns the place."
 
Carla spoke in a very deliberate fashion. She needed to entice his interest. This was a low life murdering mobster and she knew he'd been around the street for a long time. She expected him to be very familiar with women. Recalling one of the police reports where it had spoken about to ties to drug dealing through the biker gangs and his connection with a number of local pimps in the red light district.

Vinnie replied with confidence:

"Sounds good but I wonder what you want to warm me up to?"

"All our customers get treated right" Carla said with a smile though she wiggled her shoulders slightly to let her big breasts bounce a little.

"But some get a little more than others when they have such movie star looks" confided Carla with a wink to lead him on further.

I've got his interest... The bait is right... I just got to reel him in slowly... That's it Vinnie... I've got lots of T&A... Take a good luck.... You see some dip shit waitress... But this girl is going to be taking you down... Not with a gun... But by using her brains Carla thought secretly as she flirted with Vinnie.

Vinnie asked with a grin. "Oh by the way, how long have you been working here, ... Carla? I haven't seen you here before and I know most of the staff since my brother Mike owns the place."

"Not so long... a few weeks... I guess an opening popped up and I was in at the right time looking for a job... I'd rather be in movies you know... But it didn't happen.... So here I am" Carla explained with a smile.

"Would you like something to eat too? You know we have a great chef. Lots of pasta, veal and other house specialties too Carla offered in a suggestive fashion.

"I haven't see you in here before.... Been away for a bit Carla asked in a delicate manner. It would be great intelligence of they could figure where he had been the last few days.

"I bet you've seen some interesting sights in your travels" Carla added trying to keep the small talk going.
 
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"All our customers get treated right" Carla said with a smile though she wiggled her shoulders slightly to let her big breasts bounce a little.

"But some get a little more than others when they have such movie star looks" confided Carla with a wink to lead him on further.
So she did have an interest in him or so Vinnie noticed, that was good information. But still would be good to further test it, one can never be too careful in his line of work. But then again one that is nothing but careful, never has any fun.
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"Not so long... a few weeks... I guess an opening popped up and I was in at the right time looking for a job... I'd rather be in movies you know... But it didn't happen.... So here I am" Carla explained with a smile.

"Would you like something to eat too? You know we have a great chef. Lots of pasta, veal and other house specialties too Carla offered in a suggestive fashion.

"I haven't see you in here before.... Been away for a bit Carla asked in a delicate manner. It would be great intelligence of they could figure where he had been the last few days.

"I bet you've seen some interesting sights in your travels" Carla added trying to keep the small talk going.
"The movies? No kidding, you definitely look like you belong there instead of hanging around here," Vinnie said. "And yeah I haven't been around recently and have seen my share of sights on this earth. But I tell you that honestly right now, I'm happy to be in the presence of one of the most be-utiful sights I've seen." Toward the end Vinnie started to bow his head to Carla and then came back up after a few seconds.

"And as for the food here, it's alright but I won't eat a bite unless I'm fortunate enough to have it with you. So, how long until you get off work? And would you be willin' to spend some time with me?" Vinnie said/asked.

Now Vinnie was used to getting what he wanted. but he wasn't one to use physical force on a woman to his will that just wasn't honorable. He'd taken care of several punks in his day that thought that was ok, but after a session with Vinnie learned otherwise. Ah, but those were the old days, before he had all this respect and responsibility to and from the family.
 
"That's it officer.... Bring in him" a voice from the Police backup unit spoke in her mini-ear piece.

Carla smiled her best when Vinnie replied:

"The movies? No kidding, you definitely look like you belong there instead of hanging around here."

"Oh your so nice" Carla responded in turn.

Vinnie went on:

"And yeah I haven't been around recently and have seen my share of sights on this earth. But I tell you that honestly right now, I'm happy to be in the presence of one of the most be-utiful sights I've seen."

This guy sure is smooth... and charming.... I'll be careful Carla thought as she was slowly getting more and more interested in him. It was confusing since she was playing an undercover role, yet, contrary to what she was expecting he seemed to be a pretty warm person and not the cold blooded mobster she had been expecting. This Vinnie could probably even charm her strict conservative parents.

Carla actually blushed. She was so caught off guard by the compliment.

"The only movies they wanted me in were the low budget types" explained Carla trying to bait him further. She hoped he'd read into her comment that they were only interested in her acting abilities for porno type movies.

"The money they were offering was good... but it wasn't me ... and my momma would have flipped out and disowned me" Carla explained.

Carla inwardly smiled as Vinnie started to bow his head to Carla and then came back up after a few seconds.

Take a good look... that's it Carla thought. She knew he was taking in her sights and formulating his own plans and interest.

Vinnie went on:

"And as for the food here, it's alright but I won't eat a bite unless I'm fortunate enough to have it with you."

"You're so nice... My momma always hoped I'd meet a nice Italian boy" Carla went on. It was a little thick but it was actually true.

Vinnie next asked:

So, how long until you get off work? And would you be willin' to spend some time with me?"

"BINGO!" the police support voice in her ear piece called out.

"Oh ummmm... I don't know if I'm allowed to date the customers" Carla started to explain but then added "But since you are family to the owners... Yes... Yes... I'd like to spend some time getting to know you.... My shift is almost over...." Carla explained with a big grin to show that she was very interested in him.

"While your waiting... I'll freshen up your drink...." explained Carla as she deliberately wiggled her ass as she walked to and from the bar with his new drink.

In her mind Carla was trying to figure out how to play this.

Does he want a hot girlfriend? If so, he'll make a quick play to get me in the sack....maybe his car... or a local motel he likes... But if he wants a girl to take home to his parents, he'll play it slow and gentle.... Probably an expensive restaurant.... Either way.... I've got to keep his interest.... He is cute... He's a player.... If he tries for the fast fuck... I'll have to make get rid of the surveillance equipment... I'll be on my own with no support... Oh shit... Here we go
 
"You're so nice... My momma always hoped I'd meet a nice Italian boy" Carla went on.
"It's good thing to listen to your momma, but with all respect to her I'm no boy, I'm a man. Who knows, where this may lead?" Vinnie said. "Guess I'll find out how much," Vinnie said to himself quietly.

"Oh ummmm... I don't know if I'm allowed to date the customers" Carla started to explain but then added "But since you are family to the owners... Yes... Yes... I'd like to spend some time getting to know you.... My shift is almost over...." Carla explained with a big grin to show that she was very interested in him.

"While your waiting... I'll freshen up your drink...." explained Carla as she deliberately wiggled her ass as she walked to and from the bar with his new drink.


"Thank you, very much, Carla," Vinnie said, he noticed her smile and the way she walked away from him. Oh, she was a special one alright, she seemed nice enough to take home to his momma and let her into his secret life. And what made it better was she was so attractive and seemed to want him as much as he wanted her. He wasn't sure how to plan ahead so in these situations Vinnie would do what he ended up doing just wing it and see where it goes
 
Carla was pleased with the way things were working out. After finishing serving Vinnie, she finished up her shift. She passed out checks, picked up tips and cleared her tables. Carla did the best job she could with all her patrons. Just in case it didn't work out with Vinnie she wanted to have inside access to the club. The best way was to see all and hear lots by working there as a waitress.

"I'll be five minutes" Carla explained as she hurried into the back of the club to get changed out of her uniform and into something more fun. Changing quickly she ditched her uniform and then hung it up in her locker. At the nearby sink she quickly washed her hands, arms, and face. She applied a generous layer of pink lipstick, a light application of make-up to her eyes and cheeks. Quickly she brushed her long black hair into order and gave it a generous spray of hair spray.

Walking back to her locker, she slipped into a skimpy pink mini-skirt and a white tube top. It pressed tight on her breasts and gave a good show of what she had "under the hood". With bare feet she slipped into a pair of comfy sandals that would help to show her sexy legs.

Into a secret compartment in the heel of her sandals, she slipped the tiny ear piece that had been acting as an audio receiver/sender. It was turned off and wouldn't be of any help to her.

She had decided against wearing a thong or even a bra. It he was a gentleman, then he wouldn't know she had gone commando. If he was out for a fast fuck, then she'd be ready and would hold his interest.

True to her word, five minutes later, she was back downstairs in the club, and standing besides Vinnie table ready to go.

"I'm all ready" Carla beamed at him.

"Where you taking me?" she asked with a smile.

"Am I dressed okay?" she asked lamely.

"You know... If I'm meeting family... I'll need to change into something else" Carla suggested with a devious smile.
 
OOC: Sorry about disappearing for a week, hope this attempts to make up for it

IC: As Carla walked away Vinnie took in the nice assets Carla had to offer and thought about the situation a bit. 'I gotta make sure she's not connected to the feds, can't be too careful. But then again when's the last time I've seen such a beautiful fed? Never, that's when.' Vinnie thought, 'the only time Vinnie ever saw a beautiful woman in that kinda position was in the movies, one of those types in a Bond movie. She did say she was interested in getting in the movies, did she slip up and give me a hint? Naahhhh, I'm probably just being paranoid. But then again, in my line o' work not being this way usually gets a guy killed or in the joint. Well if she actually is legit, then maybe I'll finally make my Momma happy and find a nice girl to get hitched to. Man, I got my work cut out for me, dames 're never easy. I hope she's not a fed, cause she seems nice and is definitely a looker, if it works out I'll help her get anything she wants. Like maybe a better shot at getting in the pictures. Hope she'll still want to stay with me, but if she knows what's good for her, she will.'

Vinnie could barely believe his eyes so he just drank in the sight as Carla came back, savoring every moment of it. At least til it became too awkward or rather going from appreciative and affectionate to creepy.

"You are very beautiful," said Vinnie, "I think for right now the best thing to do is a private dinner for the two of us. It's a place not too far from here we'll be alone for the most part, so what you're wearing now should be fine if you're comfortable in it. Just where we may go afterwords I'm not sure yet, but I guess we'll decide after. I have a few ideas, about taking you to some other places that would need a change, but to take it one step at a time. Since I don't want to overwhelm you on the first time we've met. Sound ok? Cause if you'd rather change now that's alright just not trying to go to fast is all."

"Oh, and before I forget, we never actually introduced each other," Vinnie said. "I'm Vincent Michael Carmonte, but you can call me Vinnie, and what is your last name Miss, Carla?"
'Once I get this I'll get away from her for a few seconds and call Paulie to do a background check on her. That'll show whether she's a fed and whether or not she's 100% Italian or not. Cause there's no way I can take her back to Momma if she's not. Vinnie also didn't want to get involved with her too much if she ended up being a long lost sister or something. Amongst other information, she might be from one of the other families tryin' to move in on our turf. And to see how honest she is, from all the questions I'll ask during dinner. Plus it wouldn't hurt to know if all of that is what God gave her, not that it matters but its another thing that might be hidden equipment.
 
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Carla was starting to feel good about her assignment. She was about to infiltrate the mob. There was a certain excitement to not knowing what was going to happen next. She could see Vinnie had eyes for her and he was thinking hard about something. In the back of her mind, she knew Vinnie would have her checked out and that her cover would hold perfectly. Almost all of it was true except the part that she went to the police academy and not a hair styling school.

Carla blushed and smiled when Vinnie told her:

"You are very beautiful... I think for right now the best thing to do is a private dinner for the two of us. It's a place not too far from here we'll be alone for the most part, so what you're wearing now should be fine if you're comfortable in it. Just where we may go afterwords I'm not sure yet, but I guess we'll decide after. I have a few ideas, about taking you to some other places that would need a change, but to take it one step at a time. Since I don't want to overwhelm you on the first time we've met. Sound ok? Cause if you'd rather change now that's alright just not trying to go to fast is all."

"No .... dinner for two sounds perfect... " agreed Carla very readily.

Vinnie added:

"Oh, and before I forget, we never actually introduced each other," Vinnie said. "I'm Vincent Michael Carmonte, but you can call me Vinnie, and what is your last name Miss, Carla?"

"Carla Rolata" explained Carla as she formally introduced herself in turn.

"Shall we walk out to car?" Carla added. She was ready to get him interested and to get further into her new undercover assignment. It was moving quick and she had no idea where it might stop.

"So what do you drive?" Carla asked as they walked from the club.
 
"Carla Rolata" explained Carla as she formally introduced herself in turn.
"Shall we walk out to car?" Carla added.

"Sure thing, just I want to take a leak first so one minute, ok?" said Vinnie. Vinnie then took the time to go into the men's room and took out his cell phone and made a call to one of his guys, Paulie. "Hey Paulie, I want you to do a background check on someone for me to make sure nothing ain't too fishy. Her name's Carla Rolata so get it to me ASAP," said Vinnie.

"Sure thing boss, might take a couple of days to get it and done right," said Paulie.

"That ain't no good, I want all that you can give me in two hours," Vinnie said. "That should be plenty of time to get the highlights call me when you got it, got it?"

"Yes boss," Paulie said and sighed and with that Vinnie hung up the phone and met back with Carla.
"So, what do you drive?" Carla asked as they walked from the club.
"That silver Mercedes over there," Vinnie said as he pointed to it. Vinnie looked out the corner of his eye to see if it impressed her or not. He had to admit he was curious how materialistic she was.

Once they got to the car they got in and pulled out of the small parking lot, onto their way to their private dinner.
 
Carla rode off in sports car. The warm city air blew her long black hair as they raced down the city streets to his choice of restaurant. It was no surprise that the restaurant was an elegant Italian Trotteria. To his luck or credit he managed a reserved spot in the front of the restaurant and she grinned as he opened the door for her from the car.

Though there was a small waiting line for a table, she watched in fascination as her date facilitated their quick seating. The Maitre Di smiled at her in appreciation as he checked her out from head to toe.

Italian men are so obvious…. This guy isn’t even subtle…. Carla decided as she simply smiled pretending note to notice that the pervert was likely trying to size up her big breasts.

She wasn’t sure if he bullied the Maitre Di, paid him off, or if the Maitre Di had been so impressed with her own looks that he became very helpful. Either way it didn’t matter as a minute later a pleasant looking dark haired waitress was showing them to their seat in a corner of the restaurant. Not to far away and an accordion player entertained the patrons with a selection of old Italian favorites.

The early meal had the usual chit chat about family, church, work and food. Carla had opted for a spicy dish of pasta in a creamy white sauce accompanied by a garden salad, and a glass of white wine. The food was amazing and Carla smiled at her prey as she let him take in her beauty as she tried to further his interest with her smile and clever conversation.

When it was time for dessert, she ordered a capachino and a small tartufo. With the routine chat over she wanted to ratchet up his interest in her. Looking around the room, and sensing they had a little more privacy than most of the guests, she slipped off her right high heel, and slipped her toes between his legs…..
 
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Vinnie walked right in the restaurant with Carla by his side. The resetaurant was one of many things he had gotten for his services. This one in particular paid him protection fees and had a few of his nephews and nieces on the payroll.

As expected it started out with the usual chit chat about family, church, work and food. Vinnie had ordered some shrimp and scallop scampi over
linguini. And as usual it was up to its usual par of excellence, but it didn't matter to him. Vinnie was more than occupied with Carla's beauty and was enjoying himself but trying not to stare.

Vinnie then felt Carla's foot brushing against his leg. Not exactly sure what she was up to he smiled back at her and moved his leg around a bit playing along in her game.
 
Carla was trying to get Vinnie very interested in her. As he placed her foot between his legs and softly moved it about she saw a smile on his face. She had hoped for a whole lot more of a reaction. Vinnie was going to be harder to tame than she had expected. Nervously looking about the room, she realized that very few restaurant patrons could see them. Taking advantage of the moment, and acted very carefree, she pulled down her top for a mental count of three... 1...2...3. Her breasts were huge and lovely.

"What do you say to that?" she said in a saucy tone with a wicked grin.
 
Out of the blue Carla had exposed her delightful breasts to Vinnie, and he was a bit surprized. Admittedly he hadn't seen this coming, but even to his surprize it had turned him on. Not that he'd never seen any breasts up close and personal , but here they were out in the open in such a public place.

"What do you say to that?" she said in a saucy tone with a wicked grin.

Vinnie got an idea, a risky one at best but it could be quite nice if she did things right.

"What do I say to that" Vinnie repeated then repeated again a little quiter to not gain more attention "What do I say to that? You're full of surprises Carla," Vinnie said almost whispering. "I also think that this is a bit too much and if anyone looks over and sees you, we're both getting humiliated. And a man in my position doesn't like to be humiliated. So since you're so full of energy right now, you have two choices. One, continue and try to humiliate us and I'll take your top and leave and whatever happens to you happens. Or two you go under the table right now and give me a blow job and I'll see what I can do about forgetting this."

Vinnie let his proposal sink in for a minute in silence. "Now you're a smart girl and I'd rather nothing that unfortunate happen to you. I had some good plans for you but if you'd rather throw that away and be confused for a common hooker to get back that's your choice. So what's it going to be?"
 
Carla felt a little smug, for when she flashed her huge breasts at Vinnie, she saw his surprise and shock. She sensed Vinnie wasn't the type of guy that was caught off guard and unprepared very often.

Vinnie had a certain challenging look on his face that made Carla a little more than nervous. Suddenly she wondered if she had pushed him a little too far. Maybe he was embarrassed by her little stunt. She knew these Italian mobster types did not like to look face in front of their friends or business associates.

Vinnie repeated her words several times a little quieter each time:

"What do I say to that? What do I say to that? You're full of surprises Carla."

"Why thank you... Life is never dull with me around" Carla explained with a smile.

Vinnie spoke almost in a whisper as he told her:

"I also think that this is a bit too much and if anyone looks over and sees you, we're both getting humiliated. And a man in my position doesn't like to be humiliated. So since you're so full of energy right now, you have two choices. One, continue and try to humiliate us and I'll take your top and leave and whatever happens to you happens. Or two you go under the table right now and give me a blow job and I'll see what I can do about forgetting this."

Carla's face dropped. She figured he was bluffing. Though his silence suggested otherwise. he was half tempted to give him the blow job right there, but she knew she'd be noticed by a waiter or the owner, or even a few patrons. She could barely fit under the table.

She started to laugh nervously.

Vinnie spoke in a serious voice:

"Now you're a smart girl and I'd rather nothing that unfortunate happen to you. I had some good plans for you but if you'd rather throw that away and be confused for a common hooker to get back that's your choice. So what's it going to be?"

Carla wasn't too pleased at his tone.

"I don't think you'll touch my top in this restaurant...." smiled Carla as she called his bluff.
 
Vinnie noticed that Carla didn't look too pleased with him, 'some things must be done' Vinnie thought.

"I don't think you'll touch my top in this restaurant...." smiled Carla as she called his bluff.

"You're really sure about that, are you? Well you're pushing your luck, and its about to be pushed off a cliff," Vinnie said and then stood up. He got up and got behind Carla in her seat and placed his hands on her waist towards the bottom of her top.

"Now, I'll give you one last opportunity before you get a lesson in humility. I'd hate to do this to such a lovely Italian girl such as yourself, but some things must be done. Which is it going to be? Exposing yourself as a common whore? Or appeal to my sympathy, and give me a blowjob somewhere in the restaurant?"
 
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"You're bluffing" Carla laughed. She sensed there were now several patrons eyeing their table since Vinnie was standing up.
 
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