'That's good to know,' I shot back. Literally. The cute little .38 fell out of her gloved paw unfired as the red circle from my .45 spread across her white silk blouse like a Japanese flag. She uttered a couple of punctuation marks before hitting the floor. One of them was an exclamation mark. The other was just a typo. This entry was posted by eeksypeeksy on Sunday, October 30, 2005 at 8:10 AM. You can skip to the end and leave a response. « Home | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next » | Next »
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