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“She beat me with her soft white knuckles. They were so damn clean and tender and feminine.” Read more.
“Seems all you care about lately is killing folks.” He pointed with his smoky cigarette hand. “Haven’t you ever just… Read more.
“Aw, come on, Lloyd. No one uses shoeboxes for shoes. What you got in them? Dope? Naughty pictures? Laughing gas… Read more.
Lloyd moved away from the window and went to the nurse-white neatly cluttered kitchen and fixed himself a cold chicken… Read more.
“You’re rebellious,” the girl quipped. “You kill based on random conspiracies without any factual basis.” Read more.
The first thing that Mary O’Shea did as she drove away from the old Grady place was light a cigarette.… Read more.
I cut up some of the sausages and ruptured egg yolks with the pieces and then ate. She studied me… Read more.
He looked at her body and wondered if she could shoot bullets from those breasts. Her nipples stood out through… Read more.
He turned to look at her. “The only one I want to be forceful with is you. I guess you… Read more.
He unlocked the front door of his square apartment that reflected the colors of a pumpkin patch and went to… Read more.
Glenda began to cry. “You don’t throw a burrito at someone who loves you.” Read more.
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