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They Always Cry Blackmail
I sat in the booth at the bar and looked at the envelope sitting in front of me. Ami kept stopping by and checking on me. It seemed she knew that the envelope and what it might contain distressed me. Every time she passed her hand would come up to rest on my shoulder and offer comfort. I could see she wanted to offer more, but if she stood by me for too long, Harvey, her boss, would shout for her to keep moving around and taking orders. I watched her ass swing back and forth as she walked...