Thread: La Cosa Nostra [ Blackthrone & Fruit ]

Senator Theodore J Burke. I had a smile on my face for the next week and more. Say what you like, the timing was of course damned inconvenient, but with that Theresa girl, I could tell it was the real thing. At least, it was for me. The things she knew. The way she handled my manhood. I knew I had to have more. And I made sure to let her know how to contact me on the QT. True love , sure it was a suckers bet. And sure it was really bad timing, what with me being a newlywed and all. But I mean Mrs Fishlips my new blushing bride wasn't exactly burning up the sheets. She had been an arranged marriage anyhow, one of political convenience. She was of course attractive, but she had no passion. Sure, she laid down and spread her legs whenever I told her ,like any good wife in the modern era of the early 1960s did. After all, this was America. We had won the war and we were winning the peace, forget that nasty little Korean thing. Men were men and we knew our place, and women knew theirs too. But with Theresa, there was something more. And that was why I had made the momentous decision to tell the truth when my top political guy Alan Shapiro asked what the girl's name was. The conversation was fresh in my mind ' Alan I am telling you, her name is Theresa, and this is not some random bimbo. I think this is fate. She might have been the one I should have waited for. I can tell you the things I want to do with her, but I don't feel like I need to be so strong handed with her all the time, its like, she wants it, and not like a whore, but classy' Alan had scoffed 'Oh so you have fallen in love with a CLASSY whore. Oh well , golly gee willakers, that makes a world of difference. Are you fucking kidding me Teddy? Come on, you want a whore, I will rent us some whores, we can bang them and send them away. You know thats the important part, you don't pay a whore to bang them, girls do that naturally. You pay them to go the fuck away' I had been pretty pissed with Alan at that point. Granted it had caught him off guard, we had been previously approving the new political signs for the primary races TJB - He's with me! Still, if I had had any inkling that he might know a whole hell of a lot more about Theresa then he had let on, I would be nonplussed . But as I saw it, what the hell good was it having power if I couldn't have the woman of my choice. And I chose Theresa, it was as simple as that. Didn't mean I had to go making a scene, announcing it, taking her out as my best girl. But I mean, if I didn't go broadcasting it, it was not like the press would. Look at JFK and his dalliances with Marilyn Monroe and Judith Exner and a lot more of them. Heck they had hidden the fact that FDR . The press would be only too happy to cover for good old TJB, too. As long as I didn't do anything overly hypocritical, of course. Meanwhile I would have done anything to see Theresa right then. But she was no where to be found. --- Alan Shapiro on the other hand, in a way, knew exactly where Theresa was because he was looking at her , even if he wasn't quite aware of it, lost in his thoughts as he was. He had arrived at the funeral wearing a dark suit, somber tie overcoat and a hat , the hat to obscure his face in case the Feds were up to their tricks of taking photographs of guests at mob funerals. He kept to himself for the most part, but had a few key brief meetings. No election was going to be won in the modern era without some mob involvement. Mostly it all went to one side, Alan was a realist. He wanted mainly to just have it even out. Sure, his guy might be a big anti mob crusader, but when it came down to it as President, Alan would make sure Teddy had his focus on other policies. There were a lot of other priorities that could be a lot mmore profitable for all concerned.