We had planned a big weekend blowout to launch the new company, thirty guests were invited, each would pay £10.000 for the weekend, not too extreme for the kind of entertainment we had planned, anyway, the sort of people that were coming would hardly miss that amount, it would almost be loose change.

I answered the door to my old friend Rico, his converted ambulance screeched to a halt outside, he was my main supplier of little victims, where he got them I neither knew nor particularly cared, all I did know was that they were top quality, and he almost always supplied what I requested to the letter. I greeted him, he was a squat chunky little Puerto Rican, lived in this country twenty years or so, he was one of those acquire anything kind of guys, a sexual nutter, his tastes were so weird that I will maybe write a whole series on his sexual perversity one day.

"Hey, Rica my man, how's it going" I said cheerily

"Hey man you lookin' good, the food in the slammer must a suited you" he answered in his still broken english.

We exchanged pleasantries,

"Well my friend, we're not here to discuss the weather, I have some goods for you" he said, he always called the little ones goods

"How did you do with my special requests?" I asked, fully expecting not to have all my needs met

He told me that he had everything I wanted, and nearly all the correct ages, my dick twitched, as I ran forward to the scenes that would unfold in the next two and a half days. My thoughts were interrupted

"Now my friend, the business side first, I will tell you how I would like it, then we talk, eh!"

I agreed that was the way this little man did business, although I was hardly in a position to quibble, what trade association or customer protection agency would I go to? ......(cont)