discreetdetectiveagency Chapter 33 For mature audiences only “DAMN! MOTHER FUCKERS,” David cursed as he pulled the young Black man away from Rose and into the entryway, hoping not to be overheard by either Rose or her mother, Bernice.  Especially Bernice.  He liked Bernice.  She was a sharp old gal.  Genuine. But never distasteful in what… Read More Discreet Detective Agency – Chapter 33