CHAPTER FIVE
There were on occasion neighbors of the house on Charles Avenue who paid a visit every now and then. Of course, it was difficult for most because their wives would get wind of the fact and soon they'd be heading for new places to live. But the young horny men, or the older, lonely people, they would come freely up the block and knock on the door to Madam Tess's house.
One such fellow was Ernie Cranks, who always arrived carrying a big fresh bottle of booze, usually home grown, and who always left with a limp and a lump. He got that carried away.
Ernie used to come in and demand a suck. That was his desire. He always wanted his p***s to have a good hot pair of lips wrapped
around it. He would show up, like clock work, every Tuesday night. He had no family to tend to, no fri
