mind-blowing. She had fantasised about this so many times and the reality definitely outweighed the fantasy. She had missed him so much. She now knew what it felt to be complete. He had filled the hole inside her heart, which had been gapping wide open.
She had never given herself to anyone fully before. Not with her mind and not with her body, but Sean got it all.
She felt so abundant with him, self assured and confident.
Nobody had ever made her feel like this. As they came together, she realised she was totally and entirely his.
There was never any going back.
Chapter 5
Kenny Maltrowitz was an incredibly charming Jewish man. He had arrived in England during World War II, when he was a small boy, with his family. He was as cockney as they came but every now and then, when it suited or benefi ted him, he would revert to his former ethnicity.
He owned a number of back street pawn shops all over Essex and played an active role in the running of each one.
He was an incredibly shrewd man, especially when it came to money. He knew where every penny he made was. His school teacher used to say, “Take care of the pennies and the pounds will take care of themselves.” It had stayed with him all his life. It was what had made him his fortune and given him the ability to take care of his family.
When they arrived in London in 1942, they had the clothes on their back and nothing else. Kenny’s father worked hard all his life, to provide for his family and made sure his children received an education.
He had worked in all kinds of jobs to ensure this. It had completely devastated Kenny when he died. He was only fourteen and it was suddenly his responsibility to take care of his mother and his two younger sisters.
Kenny would take on as many jobs as he could, before and after school. He would knock on doors and offer his services for all sorts of work. Shoe shinning and chopping firewood were normally the ones chosen, by many of his customers. It was during his time doing this that he came across a man named Vince Paddock, who seemed to take a shine to him and took him under his wing for a while.
Vince Paddock was an associate of the notorious criminal family, the O’Leary’s. Kenny was never fully informed of the relationship between Vince and the O’Leary Brothers and he never met them face to face, he just knew of the stories that Vince and his friends would tell. He paid Kenny to be his eyes and ears, out on the street.
Vince saw him as a bright kid, plus he was impressed with the business that Kenny had managed to conjure up for himself. If anybody in the east end of London wanted anything doing, Kenny would be the one they called on. He was quick and reliable.
He was especially good with fixing broken things; furniture, clocks, musical instruments. But above all, he was quiet. He didn’t ask questions and he did as he was told.
This attracted certain types of people, who trusted him to be around their home or workplace.
This was post war Britain and ordinary folk did not have the money to pay someone to fix their broken clock, or shine their shoes or chop their wood. Most of his customers were members of society that like to keep a private life; either people in authority such as Judges, M.P’s, Policemen or people that were more likely to follow the same path as Vince or the O’Leary Brothers.
To Vince, both were equally important. It was Kenny’s job to listen and report back. He very quickly learnt that by saying nothing, people would reveal a whole lot more than they intended to, especially if they thought you weren’t listening. Vince taught Kenny that information was the most valuable asset a man could own. If they had the right information, they could name their price.
He had taught him the benefits of working in a small team, keeping a low profile and only dealing with people that come recommended. But the most important lesson Kenny learnt, was always pay your suppliers promptly and in full.
She had never given herself to anyone fully before. Not with her mind and not with her body, but Sean got it all.
She felt so abundant with him, self assured and confident.
Nobody had ever made her feel like this. As they came together, she realised she was totally and entirely his.
There was never any going back.
Chapter 5
Kenny Maltrowitz was an incredibly charming Jewish man. He had arrived in England during World War II, when he was a small boy, with his family. He was as cockney as they came but every now and then, when it suited or benefi ted him, he would revert to his former ethnicity.
He owned a number of back street pawn shops all over Essex and played an active role in the running of each one.
He was an incredibly shrewd man, especially when it came to money. He knew where every penny he made was. His school teacher used to say, “Take care of the pennies and the pounds will take care of themselves.” It had stayed with him all his life. It was what had made him his fortune and given him the ability to take care of his family.
When they arrived in London in 1942, they had the clothes on their back and nothing else. Kenny’s father worked hard all his life, to provide for his family and made sure his children received an education.
He had worked in all kinds of jobs to ensure this. It had completely devastated Kenny when he died. He was only fourteen and it was suddenly his responsibility to take care of his mother and his two younger sisters.
Kenny would take on as many jobs as he could, before and after school. He would knock on doors and offer his services for all sorts of work. Shoe shinning and chopping firewood were normally the ones chosen, by many of his customers. It was during his time doing this that he came across a man named Vince Paddock, who seemed to take a shine to him and took him under his wing for a while.
Vince Paddock was an associate of the notorious criminal family, the O’Leary’s. Kenny was never fully informed of the relationship between Vince and the O’Leary Brothers and he never met them face to face, he just knew of the stories that Vince and his friends would tell. He paid Kenny to be his eyes and ears, out on the street.
Vince saw him as a bright kid, plus he was impressed with the business that Kenny had managed to conjure up for himself. If anybody in the east end of London wanted anything doing, Kenny would be the one they called on. He was quick and reliable.
He was especially good with fixing broken things; furniture, clocks, musical instruments. But above all, he was quiet. He didn’t ask questions and he did as he was told.
This attracted certain types of people, who trusted him to be around their home or workplace.
This was post war Britain and ordinary folk did not have the money to pay someone to fix their broken clock, or shine their shoes or chop their wood. Most of his customers were members of society that like to keep a private life; either people in authority such as Judges, M.P’s, Policemen or people that were more likely to follow the same path as Vince or the O’Leary Brothers.
To Vince, both were equally important. It was Kenny’s job to listen and report back. He very quickly learnt that by saying nothing, people would reveal a whole lot more than they intended to, especially if they thought you weren’t listening. Vince taught Kenny that information was the most valuable asset a man could own. If they had the right information, they could name their price.
He had taught him the benefits of working in a small team, keeping a low profile and only dealing with people that come recommended. But the most important lesson Kenny learnt, was always pay your suppliers promptly and in full.
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