He was at the top of the pecking order in this life. Blowjob sex She looked down on him with her icy stare. “But Daddy never said we can’t do business!” Trixie stuttered. Both Trixie and Rich looked up at Bishop. “You must be Fallen Angel.”
Angel didn’t look at him. “How old are you sweetheart?”
Angel didn’t respond. The girl jolted, looking up at Bishop with innocent eyes. She hadn’t been sent to the motel to work with Frank, but Rich had kept her under house arrest as the bruises healed. Bishop reached over and grabbed Angel’s chin, gently moving it at first, then forcefully to tilt her face to him. Rich was tense behind her, Bishop was demanding she leave him for some other pimp, and Riggz was too busy with the girl next to him who was chewing on his neck and sticking her tongue down his throat. The basement was where the girls usually practiced before doing a new routine at the clubs.
