Dawson. It was drilled into me. No pun intended cause I never been drilled, if you get my meaning. Anyway, I even know about your Patroclus. I saw the video of him pounding that old DILF, Daddy Dom Sal, following Achilles’ defeat at the hands of the Champ JoelAlphaHunk. Hot!”“Well, I think you and Patroclus could make a decent tag team and I might give the two of you a shot against the former Champ BlackAlpha in a 2 on 1 match. But you gotta beat Raf Rocco before I’ll even entertain that idea.”“2 on 1?” said Gavras with a puzzled look. “I don’t need any help to take on the Ebony Stud. BlackAlpha’s more a vers bottom these days. We both know it.”“Don’t be so sure, kid. BlackAlpha plans a return to the ring. One, he’s much bigger than you. And two, he never lost in a TSWF match. Never. You’d do well to respect the Ebony Stud.”“Yeah, right,” Galvas said smugly. “So when do I take out this bitch Rocco?”“Tomorrow, in a private ring at Daddy Dom Sal’s gym in Bay Ridge. I’ll video the match so we can stream it, assuming it’s of the right caliber for TSWF matches.”“Works for me, Mr.
