porquerizaRey de Los CerdosManuel stepped through the castle’s metal detector. The guards at the gate treated Manuel with respect. Their boss’s main d**g supplier was a famous man. Raoul always had time for him. Durango supplied him with a steady stream of c***k, which he had stolen from the supply line that Astíz had set up, from Colombia to the States.
Raoul received Manuel in the guest room. One of his bodyguards stood by a window, another by the door. The young man looked like he’d escaped from Boy with the Fruit Basket, by Michelangelo.
Boy with the Fruit BasketHe kissed Manuel on both cheeks. Raoul always dressed with great taste. This time, he wore a bespoke English outfit. “Manuel, it’s always a pleasure to receive you in my house. What do you need?”
Manuel smiled. “A pair of Dr
