Everyone has heard of the Godfathers the definitive representation of what it is to be an Italian Mafioso, from the dusty mountainside of Sicily to the posh New York avenues.
Some choose to leave the fatherland for greener pastures; some turn the du...
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I woke up pretty late in the morning, still nursing the hangover from the fresher's party, but the sadness was gone! Then realization dawned over me. Today is Saturday, which means I need to go to Romano mansion to babysit Giovanni" I said to myself.
I quickly took a shower to switch on my mind and get started with the day, I did not want to be late! Although my brain was ready my body still felt the effects of the hangover and was lethargic, also the fact that I was a novice drinker made it even more difficult for me to cope.
I somehow managed to reach the bathtub and coax myself to finish a bath. After completing my daily routine I tied my hair in pigtails and wore denim shorts paired with a pink top. I avoided any makeup, because I was in no mood to waste any extra time. I looked in the mirror and felt really impressed by my hairstyle; I looked like a cute schoolgirl, ready for her first day at school.
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I walked downstairs to eat my breakfast and get started with babysitting duties. After a hearty breakfast of egg whites and orange juice I ushered my driver to take me to Romano mansion.
During the drive I peered out of the car window, the weather was pretty pleasant, sun was shining brightly in the pristine blue sky. Before I knew it we were at the Romano mansion, I quickly walked upstairs towards Giovanni's room.
On my way I saw a maid walking in the same direction with a glass of lemonade, I took the glass from her and headed for the door, "he must be hung-over as well" I mused to myself.
I knocked the door twice, still no answer. I waited patiently. After waiting for some time I knocked again, this time with a litte force and to my surprise the door opened with a thud.
I walked inside and first of all opened the curtains allowing sunrays to stream inside from all angles and illuminate the room. I saw Giovanni sleeping on the bed, his blanket was lying on the other side and he slept with his arms and legs stretched wildly in all possible directions.
Since he was only in his boxers I could see his lithe and toned figure and couldn't help but stare in awe at the almost Greek god like muscular body. My train of lewd thoughts was broken by a groan coming from his direction. "What is this? Is this a nightmare?" he said when he noticed me.
