Friday, June 19, 2015

Monday, June 1, 2015

The Girl with the Deep Blue Eyes



Her name was Barb—"Like a fishhook," she’d said—and while she wasn’t the first woman he’d been to bed with since the move south, she was the first to join him in his room at the Gulf Mirage Motel. What better way, really, to celebrate his departure than by nailing the woman who’d facilitated it?








And she had a nice enough body, built more for comfort than for speed. Her breasts were nice, her ass was even nicer, and long before she’d shown him the house he wound up buying, he’d already decided not only that he wanted her but just how he intended to have her.




Exerpt from The Girl with the Deep Blue Eyes by Lawrence Block
Photos Toctpfas
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