Sonny Liston survives, working for the mob in late 70's New York.

Sonny Liston exited the cadillac with a smug look on his face. The big ugly bear had just completed his latest mission working as a highly respected soldier for new york mob boss Anthony Corallo, or Tony Ducks as he was commonly referred to. Tony Ducks never forgot the loyalty old Sonny showed when he threw both the Clay and Ali fights for the Luchesse crime family, one of their biggest earners of the 60's. Sonny was dressed smartly in a fine armani suit, having just carried out the hit of a key witness in a murder investigation. Tony Ducks knew that he could trust Sonny. He had balls the size of watermelons, and even though he may have been just a big dumb niga, he was loyal to the end.

Sonny was meeting Tony Ducks at a fine Italian restaurant on the upper east side for dinner. As he walked in he was greeted with a kiss from Tony Ducks, and paid for the mission.

"Sonny Liston, baddest fighter in the world, sit down my good man and meet my new girl Lucia." Lucia was indeed stunning, barely 20 and the prettiest Italian girl in all of New York. "Order some food Sonny, what would you like?"

"I'm ok Mr Carallo, I'll just have a scotch." replied Sonny. Sonny never cared much for Italian food even though he was starving, he would drink to tied his stomach over.

"Hello Sonny I'm a big fan," said Lucia. "Tell me Sonny, where does your strength come from."

"I dont know miss, its just natural I guess." Sonny acted embarrassed, but he knew one day he was going to **** this dago slut.

"Enough flirting you 2 heres your money Sonny," replied Tony Ducks. "How did it all go?"

"This one was quite easy Mr Carallo, one bullet right between the eyes was all she wrote." said Liston.

"hahaha thats my boy, my best soldier Sonny." cried Tony Ducks.

Just that minute a young boy Sonny had paid to order him some KFC and deliver it walked in the door. Young Riddick was a young 12 year old boy from Brooklyn who Sonny knew from down Brooklyn, when Sonny was sleeping with his mom. He was a big kid for his age, around 6 foot, and had started boxing.

"Here you go Mr Liston," said young Riddick. "I got your fried chicken."

"Good work there boy, heres your reward." as Sonny passed him a roll of notes. "Hows your mom been? Tell her Imma toss that salad for her next time I'm in town, hear me boy?"

"Yes Mr Liston I'll do it right now," as young Riddick ran excidetly out of the restarant back to Brooklyn.

"Anyway Mr Corallo, I best be on my way."

"Ok Sonny take care of yourself." said Tony Ducks as he shook his hand. He didn't seem very impressed as Sonny walked out with his chicken, staring at Lucia undressing her with his eyes.

Sonny left to meet up with a friend at a strip club in Harlem and party the night away. When he arrived his friend wasn't there yet so Sonny ordered a couple of drinks for himself. He was halfway through the second when the older friend waltzed through the door. Everyone knew him, he was like the king of Harlem.

"Ray my main man, have a drink." Sonny ordered Ray, about 10 years older than him a drink.

"Hey Sonny 'owve yu been brutha." replied Ray, who sported a black eye.

"Good Ray, you fall over in the shower did you?"

"Nah man, run into an old friend down the Bronx today. He had too much to drink. Man he thinks he owns them streets, giving me cheek how he was robbed back in the 40's and I couldn't hurt him. So I just ****ed him up right then and there. He got a couple good ones on me but I laid him out in the middle of the street. And the best part Sonny, his kids was watching." a big smile came across Rays face.

"Old Jake doesn't know when to quit." laughed Sonny. "Anyway, lets get drunk. Here I got you some fried chicken."

They partied the night away as Sonny ordered drinks and lap dances for both of them. Sonny was by now far richer than any boxer could ever dream of. They felt young again, at least for a night anyway. (to be continued).

 

Looks like Cross Trainer started a trend

 

T'was utterly shithouse

 

**** you kunt it was brilliant.