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Murder Is But A Memory


She appeared wearing a yellow dress, her brown hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her makeup was immaculately applied to her adorable face. She was the kind of beauty ancient wars were fought over.

I must have been drooling like a newborn with a mouthful of Mama's mammary, because a warm red glow slowly passed over that gorgeous kisser.

"You ready to go?" I asked, looking around aimlessly.

She smiled widely, "Boy am I! I've been cooped up in here all day!"

We walked down to the corner where I stepped into the phone booth and called us a taxi...

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    Drew Martyn over 5 years ago

    Love it. You have quite a superb turn of phrase ;)

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    Christopher over 5 years ago

    Thank you, Drew. Your kind words are appreciated.

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    Neville Hunt over 5 years ago

    Awesome alliteration!

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    Christopher over 5 years ago

    Thank you very much, Neville. And thanks to all who are reading these.

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