Chapter Thirty Five – Romano Petrucci
Romano awoke to the familiar feel of cold sodden sheets, it was not unusual, for him, and as he stripped the bed in the small basement apartment in the outskirts of Paris, he missed his old life, where he had women to do this job for him and wait on him hand and foot. God how he wished his c**k worked, the incontinence started around the same time as his impotency, a side effect of his diabetes, so he could no longer have the pleasure of sugar in his coffee or the comfort of a woman in his bed, although he liked to look, and have visited many of his clubs to admire the female naked form, but basically, nothing worked and as many whores he had visited none of them could make his flaccid c**k rise to the occasion earing most of them a bullet in the
