SHANGOReturns!

Thaddeus Black has solved the case of his client's missing son and decides it's time to collect his payment the better way he can . . .     *     *     *     *     *   He was in his apartment lying on his bed with nothing on except a pair of briefs. He had his arms folded under his head and made like he was sleeping. There came a knock on his door and he told whoever it was to come in. The door creaked open and in walked Constance, wearing a half-cup bra, garter belt, thigh high stockings, a pair of high heels and a smile. She slinked into the room like a cat and got on the bed, holding up two pairs of handcuffs she had repossessed from Thad’s office drawer. She dangled them before his face. “You’ve been a naughty boy, Thaddeus Black,” she said. “Are you ready to be tied up and face your punishment?” Thad chuckled. “You just reminded me of something an old friend once told me. Want to hear it?” “Do tel...