“What’s going on in here?” a deep voice asked –
And I looked over as Massimo entered the kitchen.
He was a fucking giant – a mountain of a man.
Now thingswerestarting to turn into the frightening kind of nightmare.
“Nothing,” I said hastily.
“Giorgio’s just telling us about his wild night of passion,” Lucia said impishly.
Massimo put one massive arm around his tiny doll-like wife. “Is that so?”
“No,” I said, panicking slightly. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Bullshit!” Bianca and Lucia both howled at the same time.
Adriano agreed with a snort. “Total bullshit.”
“What?!” I exclaimed.
“You fuckin’ told themeverything, dude,” my boss said.
“Everything?” Massimo asked his brother.
“Everydamn thing. It was like I was listening to a fuckin’ porno.”
Adriano was lying. I’d kept things as vague as I could.
It didn’t keep the wives from laughing up a storm, though.
“Your poor, virgin ears,” Massimo said to Adriano.
“My poor, virgin ears,” Adriano agreed sadly.
“That was not what it was likeat all!”I cried out.
“I don’t know,” Caterina said dubiously. “Lucia was pretty descriptive.”
“She’s – ” I started to yell –
Then looked up at Massimo.
I didn’tthinkhe would pound me into the ground for calling his wife a liar, but I didn’t feel like taking the chance.
“…exaggerating,” I finished.
“Lucia? Exaggerate?Never,”Massimo said facetiously.
“Hey!” Lucia said, offended, then pinched her husband’s ass. “You shouldwanthim to tell us more. It gets me going,” she added with a feline purr.
Massimo grinned, then turned back to me. “By all means, then – spill the beans.”
This was not going in a direction I was comfortable with.
I was going to have to take drastic measures to turn the ship around –
So I did.
