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What exactly happened to Johnny Be Good in the nightclub down the stairs? He met the woman of his dreams and her thong underwear was bouncing up and down, riding this sexy mulatto man. He had the moves, and he had the moon shine and to me, I don't quite get it.

     

Why involve Be Good? I doubt he was a mole and maybe, just maybe, he knew the contact Panda was looking for. It was all in the eyes. He looked at me then Panda then him, the man who was sitting alone on the basement stairs. She would pretend to be a waitress, and I don't know how she got away with it, but it worked and I guess Johnny knew all about the meaning of eye contact. First looking to me, signaling to get me ready, then to Panda in for the kill and then man on stairs for the moon shine drop, the kingpin. That had to be it. It just had to. I saw her approach the man on the stairs with 3 shot glasses and she pulled down her shirt and pushed her tits together, and probably said:

“Drink up!” to the man on the stairs.

    

She whispered something in his ear and they both drank and she handed him the next shot, oh so fast, and bang he went limp. All of his innards just stopped working.

    

Then his crew came and started shooting at Panda Bear and she bolted for the door and I swear, Be Good was behind her, but I could have been wrong.

     

But I was sure it was him.

     

Be Good started shooting in the air and that's when about 14 guns appeared from back holsters, side holsters, ankle holsters and just guns that appeared from no where. I didn't see this, but I know this is what happened. Johnny smashed through the glass door like an ex football player and was shooting backwards, hitting a security guard and tumbling to regain his balance.

     

He paved a way for Panda and the hit was complete.

     

All of this happening while I'm being bitten by sexy StrawBlonde and trying to maintain a full erection. The bullets pierced through Be Good and he fell to floor. I really liked him. Fuck. The car window was hit and that's where we come into play. Bullets into Be Good's body to ensure death then the crew got a cartridge off and that was that, we were gone and driving and the paranoid me kept looking back behind us to see if we were being followed and StrawBlonde gives me a kiss and all I can think about is Be Good, his eyes meeting mine, the girl with him on the dance floor and his final moments breaking through glass and falling to the floor taking his final breathes in a gutter somewhere being stomped and shot into dreaming about the fun he was having and the moment of ecstasy that produced on his young, once vibrant face.

   
Panda was speeding and I was speechless